Life, Once Again!

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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a tie with a hanger on it. I left it by the door frame like a crowbar. The first gift she gave me. I'm sure I'll bring you good luck. I hope you have a good day.

After taking a shower, I came out and my father was sitting at the dining table on the mountain. I was unfolding the newspaper and reading the ground with a very serious face, and suddenly it was a cartoon box.

“This is how it's done. ”

He was a pretty disappointed father. While my father was going to wash, the floor simply ate breakfast.

“Are you leaving? ”

“Huh."

“Where are you going?”

“Seoul.”

“Seoul?”

I left the house with my brother waving his hands to yawn and say good-bye. The attire was modestly dressed according to the advice of the root. Grey cotton and jeans. Instead, the hat was prepared in red.

- They're not the only ones here to audition. The officer can't remember every name. So I remember most of the candidates' traits. Then the green shirt, the red hat, the boy with the warts on his nose, the hairy one like this. Take only one point that can be remembered from a non-bouncing line. And since you said you auditioned after the interview, if you pass the interview, go to the audition exactly as you wore. That way the people in charge will remember a little bit.

The question of what happens if the person in charge changes is, “That's your luck.” I insisted. I accepted it because it was true. On the way to the stop, I stood in front of a visible mirror and inspected the clothing rack. There's nothing flawless about it.

I loaded up on the bus to Seoul and looked out the window. I've had a hard year, but I think there will be a lot of grain from the beginning of this year. Audition when you pass this interview. If you pass the audition, it will be filmed.

"A movie."

It was a word that still felt far away. Movies were about watching, not being a part of it. It will be a short scene in just a few seconds, but this film will be a lot of studying just by participating. If you experience the world of professionals, your mind will be broadened.

A slow-moving bus stops along a complex road downtown. The floor pulls off the bus and turns around. Architectural enclaves. Walking along a bamboo building, the floor stopped in front of the building.

Central turnstiles and automatic doors on both sides. Above it was embossed ‘JA’. This is the second visit, but the pressure emitted by this building is rarely adapted. There were quite a few people who pushed through the turnstiles. And of those, the placenta looked young.

The floor went in through an automatic door. First-floor lobby with front view. On the left was a large pillar that appeared to support the entire building with a security guard entrance and on the right was a coffee shop that occupied one-third of the floor. On the soft round couch, people were sitting with coffee in their hands and talking. On the neck is a square plastic tack that looks like a badge.

Next to it is the bank, but the door is closed because it is Sunday.

‘I'm sick of it. ’

When I was a worker, I felt relieved without knowing it. The building with the celebrity planner thought it was all about doing its job, but the building itself had a variety of offices.

The floor took the elevator and pressed on the seventh floor. Today's purpose of JA production is on the 7th floor. As soon as the door closes in half, from a distance, “Wait a minute! I heard the sound.” You see someone rushing through the closing door. I was quite free until the appointment time, so I pressed the open button on the floor.

“Phew, thank you. ”

The man who rode the greeting was a boy who looked the same age. He was wearing a blue checked shirt, which was quite matching with the distinctive necessities.

The boy tried to press the floor to lift his finger, but when he saw that the seventh floor was pressed down, he picked up his finger. He looks like a friend who came for an interview.

The door slowly closes and the elevator starts to move. A subtle silence that comes as a promise. It was then.

“Are you here for the interview? ”

I wanted to tell someone, but the floor replied because I wasn't the only one in this narrow space.

“Huh."

Now that the half-horse has flown, I will respond with a half-word.

“I see. Nice to meet you. I'm here for an interview. ”

He reached out his hand without hesitation. The floor stares at the hand in front of you. It was hard to ignore seeing the face of a child who wanted something but was smiling. He asks for a big handshake at the beginning. That's how kids are these days. I've become too conservative.

“Can you hold me in shame? ”

Haha, she gripped and stretched her hands. Look at this. It's a floor I don't hate the guts of. I hold your hand and wave it up and down.

“Let's do well in the future. For dreams and the future. ”

“... work hard. ”

He's a strange one. I'd rather not get acquainted. There are still strong people around. Now I miss my friend who laughs sensibly and is a little shy and covers his face.

“I'm just having a headache. An audition for an interview. Is this how it feels to be a professional? ”

My voice was excited. The floor makes every effort not to look at the boy next to you. Eye contact can be annoying.

Luckily, the elevator moved quickly and soon reached the seventh floor. As soon as the door opened, the floor came out. Soft feel coming from the soles of your feet. It was carpet lined from the front of the elevator. In front of it is a huge window that allows you to look inside. The floor follows the long glass wall to the right. This is where the paperwork was received.

“I came last time, but it's really big. ”

He's chattering behind his back. I just shook his hand once and I felt like my best friend. Just a little longer and I'll be able to reach my shoulder.

What's even more frightening is that there is no opposition to that affinity. I like it.I don't have any information to judge people, but I find him strangely decent.

The floor paused and sent a blue shirt forward. The dazzling blue shirt frowns and returns.

“Aren't you coming? ”

“Go ahead. ”

“Why?”

“We're not with them. ”

“But you came with me. I took the elevator because of you. Isn't that what fate is? Khh, Father-in-law. ”

He was dancing on his shoulders.

“Huh."

At that time, the blue shirt looked down one side of the hall and walked towards it. Do you know anyone?

“You can't just leave this here. ”

What the blue shirt gave me was a paper towel. He walks towards the trash can, far away, with a paper towel. The floor walks toward the end of the hall in between. A slight left turn at the end of the hallway leads to people. Everyone was sitting on chairs lined up in the hallway, staring at the door across the hall with a confused face.

That number is approximately 30 people. Considering it's 10: 00 a.m., there are quite a few. I am aware that I am interviewing late in the afternoon. Perhaps more will come in time. Is that how many people are left after filtering through the paperwork?

“I'm disappointed. Go ahead. ”

He said, wearing a chin on the floor of a blue shirt that he had just followed. It was very annoying but not surprisingly annoying. It is because they are smiling so glamorously that the words "bright" match. He was a friend with a strange ability to make people feel better.

“Wow. That's a lot of people. Can you get through me? ”

The floor looked at the blue shirt, which talks well on its own. Normally I'd be bored if I was this unresponsive, but I don't think he cares.

“Wow, the woman in front of you is really pretty. If I pass the audition, will I be able to shoot with you? ”

It was a blue shirt that looked at people one by one. I feel like I'm going to be exhausted when I confront you. Let's ignore that. I sat on an empty corner and waited. The only thing I was informed by text was that there would be a simple interview. I'm going to audition later, so I'll only know my impression and voice today.

It was time to sit down and wait quietly. At the end of the hall, you see a woman pushing a cart full of rubbish and sticks. Looks like a janitor. The woman who was carefully pushing the cart forward to avoid disturbing people, looked embarrassed at the crowded hallway.

People seemed to notice the situation, but didn't move. Everyone seems nervous enough to take care of others.

At that time, there was one who came first. It was a blue shirt.

“Do you have to go that way? ”

“Yes? Oh, yes. ”

“I'd love to get there right away, but there's something important going on here, too. What's the route back? ”

“If I want to go back, I have to fall down this side and take the stairs.... ”

Is the work elevator broken? It shouldn't be too hard to climb up and down the stairs with the cart. I understand the feeling of a woman who is embarrassed but can't get away from this.

“Let me help you. ”

“Ha, are you sure you want to do this? Aren't you here for the test? ”

“No problem. Just get rid of it and come back. ”

It was a blue shirt that turned the cart with the face of "Don't worry about anything." She was thankful, but worried that she might misbehave because of herself.

“Let's go.”

It was a blue shirt with a validly pushing cart. The floor watched two people go further away. That's a good boy. At the same time, I think he will lose because of his personality.

“Mr. Oil Stone. ”

The person from the interview room called out his name. But none of the crowds moved.

“Mr. Oil Stone from the film. Is he not there?”

The floor looked in the opposite corridor. They're already gone. I have a bad feeling about this. The floor scratches its eyebrows with its fingers. What to do.

“Mr. Oil Stone. ”

It was the third time. The floor rises with its hands raised.

“I'm sorry, can I see your portrait? I just had someone rush to the bathroom. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

His face was on the application for the female staff.

“I'll be right back, so why don't you try someone else first. ”

“The sequel……. ”

“I was just here, but I was gone for a while. If you had given us notice, we'd be stuck here. ”

The woman looks inside the interview room. The person sitting inside looks as if to see what's going on.

“The interviewer said he had to go to the bathroom for a while. ”

“Bathroom?”

“Yes.”

“It doesn't matter. There's nothing else to indicate. Get under him and call the next one. ”

“Yes.”

The woman took the application to the bottom. The floor searched the hallway, but there was no sign of its return.

“How long does it take to get to the other side of the stairwell? ”

“Stairs? It's Sunday, so you won't be able to make it to the office, but you'll have to go to the ninth floor, and then you'll have to turn around and go down, so it's going to be a while. ”

“…… I'm sorry, how many times do I have a profile? It's called a puddle.”

She said after handing over the application she was holding.

“Last one.”

“Then I'll do it for everyone here. ”

“Yes.”

“Very well. Thank you. ”

As soon as the floor heard the answer, it crossed the hall.

‘Consider yourself lucky. ’

If the profile were not at the bottom, it would not have moved. But I didn't want to leave him alone knowing he had time. I liked the goodwill he showed me, pretending to be bold and friendly. It's a natural world for good people to lose, but it's worth living in. If I can help you, I have to.

“Which way should I go? ”

The floor quickly moves after figuring out the direction of the stairs in front of you.

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Confederacy.

Delighted.

Watch out for Merce and stay healthy.

Sleep tight!!!

Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. I eat and live thanks to you.

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