Life, Once Again!

Haha, the tilt of a smile sweeps away your head and takes a short breath.

“Yes, it is. ”

I tapped the vending machine with my left hand. The more I think about it, the more fun it is. Leaning forward, you strike the vending machine from your left hand until you feel a severe pain. The heavy sound echoes.

“It hurts, it hurts. ”

There was blood coming out of the skin on the vending machine. I took the wound to my mouth, licked it slightly, and wiped the handkerchief out of my pocket. The front of the vending machine is slightly bent but not noticeable as it is old. Leaning handkerchiefs are placed in the trash beside the vending machine. You have to look after your face. You leaned back into school with a smile. I went across the hall to the central entrance, and I saw Hwang Jung-hoon coming out of the classroom.

“Dad, you're done filming. ”

“Yes, I just finished. ”

“Well done.”

“Don't bother. Are you filming at night? ”

“Yes, I'm going home to see the moon again today. ”

“You've suffered more than me. But it's good to be busy. There are a lot of people who want to work but can't because they don't have work these days. ”

“That's why I'm always thankful to be on the set. But it's freezing out there, Dad. Are you going to wear that? You walk.”

“It's not that cold. ”

“Colder than in the morning. Wait a minute."

I ran to the classroom on the second floor with a smiling face. When I opened the classroom door and went inside, I saw the children sitting by the fireplace. I looked at the floor for a moment, but nothing much. Given the atmosphere, I don't think he said anything useless to the children.

You know how to spot a subject. Leaning back, you take your scarf down to the first floor. I gave the scarf to Hwang Jung-hoon, who was waiting at the front door.

“Take this and go. ”

“What is all this? ”

“Dad, if you catch a cold, you're in trouble. It's not working. ”

“You're not worried about me. You're worried about filming. ”

“Is it too obvious? ”

Hwang Jung-hoon waves his hands with a joyful smile. Leaning forward, he folds his lower back. I can feel the way you look at yourself behind you. Actors and staff come up the stairs with a slanted face. If you look good, you should leave quickly. If you look at it for no reason, the specimen of a good kid acting will lose its power. People who used to look at it unyieldingly three months ago now look at it as natural. If you repeat your hypocrisy, it is a person who truly accepts it.

Tilting opened the phone and loaded the contact list. Among many names, I texted Lee Wool-jin.

- Don't contact me again. Delete my number.

There is one fewer member of the club, but it is not a pity. Wooljin seemed like a promising kid, but the finish was blurry. Even at the Apu studio, I was too cautious to be noticed by one person. Thanks to you, I was also suspicious. No, those eyes were sure, not doubtful.

Tilting cleared the name Lee Eul-jin from the contact. I also made a separate announcement to the club kids who were in contact with Wooljin. I don't mind meeting you privately, but don't talk about the club.

- Lean, I did it. The toy I told you about, it's finally broken.

I smiled and tilted, looking at the text that had just flown. When I first broke the toy, I was thrilled to just remember the joy of it. Congratulations, you texted the keyboard with your tilting thumb.

- What do we do now?

Excited minds are also conveyed by text. Tilt fully understood that feeling. But we must not be hasty. The most important rule of play is to keep it secret.

- Just rest, and watch the toys. Don't get burned. It's ridiculous for someone like us to have a problem with a toy.

A little sad, but I get it. But I think this game is too much fun. I want to find new toys soon.

- The longer we wait, the greater the joy. Just keep an eye on the situation for now. Maybe something will happen that you don't know about.

-Okay.

Tilting my phone into my pocket. He won't be as troubled as he is a good listener.

‘I'll call you after the shoot. ’

The text was frustrating. I wanted to hear firsthand how I smashed the toy with a vivid voice and what my moment was like. The other day, he said toys were partners' surrogate sons. Was he trampled mentally, or did he break his arm as he wished? Personally, I like it more than breaking the body. The body has evidence, but the mind doesn't. Watching a human who gave up everything with a foolish gaze is terribly pleasant.

He said that he really had to understand the other person. I strongly agree. You have to be empathetic in order to enjoy that despair.

‘I've been so busy lately that I couldn't make toys. ’

The manager who was recently fired was so dull that he didn't have any fun. I wish I'd been tougher. Or glow.

I am thankful that I was born into a world where adults cry and beg like children. Seeing you praying and holding on to your hopes, you get impressed. It's because the more they want it, the more pleasant they look when they crouch.

I am impressed and grateful to the person who taught me about this game. I owe him a great debt. I'll pay you back when I get a chance.

To play, of course.

“This is the warmest place. ”

Leaning open the classroom door, he said. To children who could be toys.

* * *

It was "relaxation," which I heard enough to get a ticket down in my ear, but after the third broadcast, the children were also silent. I mumbled to introduce you to Yugos or the villager, but I refused the call with a hundred hands if I dialed the phone carelessly. These bashful juniors.

Unlike the quiet classmates, I often came to see it from other classes, but did not talk to them. I just stared away and left. I was able to understand what a zoo monkey felt like.

“Are you filming today? ”

At the end of the routine, a half-man walks in through the back door. The floor shakes its head. It usually takes about three days a week, but the toe shots go smoothly, so if you digest the necessary scenes, there will be no weekday shoots. They are filmed unconditionally on weekdays as well as during the main events such as the art, snow, and dinner.

“Well, can I help you today? ”

“Who asked you to refuse? But I'll come up after I clean up. ”

“Got it.”

The floor changed into shorts and went to the bathroom. I cleaned the bathroom for three consecutive weeks because I was unlucky. I grabbed the back of my friends playing the cleaning solo inspection and assigned a section, then quickly finished cleaning.

“Hey, hey, hey. Let's go eat Tteokbokki. He shoots.”

“I have to go up. ”

“Theatre department again? ”

“Huh."

“Theatre in school and play out. You must be the ghost of the play. Well done anyway. ”

After sending the class, I went up to the fourth floor with my bag.

I have recovered from last year's loss of the theater department. Until last year, the Department of Constellation searched for this flaw, and this year the club disappeared after drinking soju in the flats. The fisherman made the theater department use bad luck again.

You look up at the signs of the play and open the door. There was no one inside. All I have is a bag. I closed the door thinking it was a small faulty bag that was full just by letting go of the bag, but it was better than nothing.

I walked to the fifth floor. The auditorium is still used by the baseball department. However, after two consecutive years of the elimination of the Golden Lion Qualification, the peak was destroyed in the first battle. If we don't get the grades by the end of the year, we're going to have to shut down baseball.

Flooring reminded me of the moment when I met the principal and the chairman of the board. I sold the floor saying it was an opportunity to raise the name of the school, but I couldn't get out of there, so I just laughed. That's why I was allowed to practice the play when the baseball department wasn't using it.

That's a relief.

Like last year, there were six of us who could practice in the classroom. But this year...

The floor slowly opened the auditorium door. I can see the athletic instruments placed on one side, and I can see the children standing next to them.

“Greetings!”

You hear a loud voice. The floor has moved since receiving this greeting, but is rarely adapted.

“Sunbae, are you here? ”

In front of the freshman year standing in line, Aram, who was teaching me how to warm up, approached. The floor looked up at the first graders who looked beyond Aram. Thirty-two. That's a bummer. Five times more than last year. The large auditorium looks narrow.

“I don't think you have a shot. ”

“Well, why don't you let them say hello? ”

“Don't blame me for copying the ark. ”

It was him. The floor scratches its eyebrows and goes inside. Lots of eyes looking this way. I really can't get used to it.

“Where are the kids going? ”

I sat in the corner and asked Aram.

“The ark and Ji-yoon went to buy kimbap. Instead, he went to work today, and then Hyung-myung came back and suddenly went to the container. ”

“Why the container? ”

“I don't know. The teacher came and said something, and when he heard it, he was so surprised, he went to the container. ”

What happened? The floor said yes first and then pointed to the first-graders with its chin.

“Finish what you started. Don't mind me. ”

“Why don't you teach me. ”

“I don't like it when people don't come around well. You do it.”

“Okay."

Thirty-two people standing in a circle are following Aram's actions. It's gonna be different this year. It was when I was looking at the children with a happy face.

The hall door opened wide. The moment I saw the person's face coming in through the rough door, I thought I knew why they went to the container. He escaped. I'm sure of it.

“Wow! There's more! ”

He was smiling with a refreshing cheer and wearing a white athletic blue sweater suit.

The floor bends and carefully walks toward the door, clinging to the wall.

As a wide open door approaches, you hear a voice that makes your body steady.

“Flooring. Where are you going? You have to be intense.”

The floor smiles with a heavy smile, and the smile snaps your fingers as if to ask you to come.

“Aren't you busy? ”

“I'm on vacation.”

“Take some time off. You don't have much of a marriage left. ”

“This is a vacation. Hey, Su-yeon left it with that girl for a year and I feel like shit. This sister is supposed to take care of Changcheon. ”

It was a smile that I liked like like a fish that met water.

Flooring pulled out his cell phone. Hopefully there's an unconfirmed schedule. But there couldn't have been such a schedule. At that time, you see a colony holding out its head at the end of the central staircase.

The floor grins its fingers with the most sinister smile she can make. The colony nods and prepares to splash.

"Sunbae, there's the acting director."

To live alone, the floor points fingers at the colony. A smile twitched his eyebrows.

"Tong Tong, come when you say something nice. Or do you want to start running 20 laps in the long run?"

A colony at the end of the stairs comes up the stairs as loud as a pearl.

"Welcome."

"Here I am. Why did you try to run away? I'm disappointed."

"Oh, no, no, no. I just need to check the container."

"What?"

"Of, costumes."

"Then it was a misunderstanding. Come next to me, Daemyung. You missed him a lot, didn't you? Did you miss it?"

"Yes? Oh, yes. Yes, of course. I missed you."

The floor clears its mouth once.

"Hey, sunbae. I have a shoot today. I think I should go."

"Look, you seem to have forgotten you're in the same company as me."

"Did you check it out?"

"I asked Mr. Jang-chan right away. I wanted to come by yesterday and postponed it for today because I didn't have you. It's our first time together. Isn't that right?"

A dense woman. The floor gives up and smiles. A smile stands on the floor and between the two men's shoulders.

"Nice to meet you guys. I'm so nice and gentle. You look mild, don't you? Right?"

The first graders, who hadn't figured out the atmosphere yet, thought he was just funny, laughed and nodded. The floor clears its face and sighs.

"Come on, let's get started, shall we? Let's get out."

A smile grabs the floor and the colonel's neck. The floor moves its feet with a cow's heart drawn to the slaughterhouse.

"Lightly ten wheels. Let me see your strength."

It was from a smile.

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... is worth more than a coconut drink.

Watermelon milk!

Ha. But I don't want to drink it again.

It's really fuzzy. It's ambiguous.You can't be this ambiguous.

But I'm satisfied that I've tried it.

Compared to the worst coconut beverage, this is delicious.

Oh, coconuts are so...

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. Thanks to you, I'm writing.

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