Life, Once Again!

“It's real. ”

Aram clicked register, giggling and smiling. There was a fan cafe 10 minutes ago, according to the text from Ji Yun. 40 members. I looked at the opening date and it was yesterday. Nearly 40 people in one day found a café and joined it.

Unlike the atmosphere of a flying cafe, the difficult question puzzled Aram. I only found and filled out the answers with a search and applied. During the registration process, the number of members increased by 10. 50 seemed small, but the feeling of quantity changed considering the students sitting quietly in the classroom.

There were a total of three bulletin boards. Announcements, signups, free boards. I went into the greeting, and the greeting was filling up a page. The first article on the bulletin board had a funny name. Café owner's username is one word.

I clicked and read it

“I think this really is the floor master. ”

You didn't make this, did you? I imagined the floor of the first writing by myself by creating a cafe and joining. Exactly one second later, I lost my laugh. It couldn't have happened.

I bent my chin and looked at the greeting. Their identities were different, but after reading the article, I also felt like I knew who they were. Ji Yun told me that she heard it, so I had to assume that everyone in the theater department knew. Others would have entered the cafe once. I don't know about anyone else, but it's a fan cafe. Aram was very excited about the look on the floor when he brought up the story of the fan cafe. Everyone who joined here will feel the same way. It is surprisingly shy when it comes to things related to itself, only a propaganda badge that will not lose its composure if it falls into the snake cave.

Aram also said a simple hello. I actively used 'ㅋ’ and ‘yah’ to fill half the contents. I wanted to call right away to see the floor's reaction, but I thought it would be funny to say it face-to-face, so I decided to endure it.

There were about 30 posts on the free board. I first pressed on the article. The National Competition stage photos were embedded in the content. Maybe it was written by the theater department? I read the content of the article

“Wow, look who it is. ”

I was ashamed just to watch the writing, my body shrunk by itself. ‘Handsome actor’, ‘luxury actor’, ‘charisma on stage’, etc. A handful of butter spread deep within the body. It was a joke to the floor with determination. Aram has determined that he is never a theater person. Even you've never really played a prank on the floor. Who is this strong heart?

I looked at the ID: the 'TTO LovE Sea’. The sea, it was only after I spoke out loud that I understood the identity of the author. Aram remembers the brother of Floor who saw me graduate. She was a girl with a similar personality, with a strong temperament.

Is it the impact of the first post? After that, all the free bulletin posts were lined up with photos of the floor and words that made the face hot. Pictures taken onstage, photos taken at the scene, photos taken in private.

Aram's competitiveness burned. It's scary that the floor is really angry, but I can't let go of this atmosphere. I retrieved all the pictures of the theater in the Mini Home Blood and picked out some funny pictures of the floor. I handpicked the best one with the heart of choosing clothes. It was a picture of Mofo crumpled around the corner in the auditorium.

“My sweet sunbae. No, if I do this, I'll find out I'm the successor.... ”

Aram shifts his fingers as he calms the fluttering tail of his mouth.

* * *

“It's cold. Come on in. ”

As soon as Ahn Ju-hyun came into the room, he turned on the boiler, because it was getting colder and colder in December. It says it will snow again from tonight, but my body is already trembling because I'm thinking about taking a picture outside.

“I'll make dinner. Wash up first. ”

Your sister's ark stands in front of the sink. Joohyun sat down after forcing the chair backrest to come forward.

“Aren't you going to wash up? You're tired.”

“I'll take a look around and wash up. ”

“I have something to see. Kimchi stew or miso stew? ”

“You know, I bought a ham the other day. How about some side dishes?”

“Got it."

The ark opens the cupboard above the sink and pulls out the ham. Joohyun opened the refrigerator and brought the sausage from the pack he bought a few days ago to the ark. It was an ark for washing the cutting board with water and using ham. Joohyun watched his appearance behind him.

“I think a chef would look better on you than an actor. ”

“Cooking is not that fun. ”

“Don't do that. Learn. It'll be more rewarding than an actor. ”

“Do you think it will work if you say that to an actress? If you're gonna keep saying weird things, go wash up and lie down. I'll call you when I'm done. ”

Joohyun tried to zip his mouth. Although it looked like a boy who crashed like a boar, Juhyun knew the plump and delicate side of his brother. At one time, I did not take care of all those ships as adults. Without the help of the floor, Joohyun would not have been able to examine the wound hidden behind only the mature side of the ark.

“Need some help?”

“You don't even know how to handle a knife. Just take a look. ”

“This sister needs to learn how to cook to get married. ”

“You're getting married? It's not a crime to marry a man. ”

“Hey, the Ark. I think I lost track of who your sister was. She's a goddess on the streets. You saw it at the grocery store. Girls my age, Arnie, they're so pretty, they run. ”

“Is there a goddess who has such a rough mouth? And she doesn't know who you really are. I still don't know why I like those monsters. ”

“Just know that no matter how much you do, your sister's popularity doesn't know. ”

The ark, which put a large sliced sausage in a stainless steel bowl and poured boiling water, turned around and asked.

“So do you have a boyfriend? ”

“If so?"

“Apparently not. ”

“Brother, why can't this sister have a man? It's all because I don't have time to take care of you. Do you know what this sea feels like now? ”

“Stop making weird noises and lie down. You said you were going out at dawn again. ”

The Ark gave me a worried look. Joohyun smiled and nodded. Mom went down to Jeju Island, not worrying about it, because she has a reliable son. I would have ripped it off if my anti-wretched daughter told me I was being followed on that nightstand.

The Ark's cell phone vibrated as it tried to get up from the table.

“I think I got a text. ”

“Look at you. I got grease on my hands. ”

Joohyun opened his phone. It was a text from a kid named Aram. After reading the contents, Joohyun immediately brought his laptop to the table.

“What's with the laptop when you grow up? ”

“We have a fan cafe. ”

“Pan cafe?”

Joohyun searched for a single page. Quite a number of articles appeared on the webpage. He quickly looked at the title of the article and the list of internet newspaper companies and immediately realized that it was the work of Lee Jun-min. You're gradually giving your name. You're trying to give the floor the wings of JA. If Joon-min starts to use his hands, it will spread slowly but reliably to the media. If you look at the faces of actors in JA, there are no stars in one room. Everyone was kind enough to climb from the ground up. In particular, the flood and Yang Kanghwan, which are considered to be semi-min masterpieces, can now be heard by the industry. Joohyun believed that their reputation would spread to the Republic of Korea at once.

I turned the page into a ‘café’. There was really a fan cafe. 100 members. He remembered the day his first fan club was formed. It was all I could talk to a few people in a chat room that was held during PC communication, but it was quite enjoyable. It was over 2000 that there were fan cafes with a large number of people. I had been away from the internet for a long time after the 'Spring Calendar’, but I happened to know that a fan cafe was open and active. He was greatly comforted when he found out that there were only a few Pan Cafe members, like in the days of PC communication. Now there are about 40,000.

“Let's leave a note. ”

“What article? ”

The hand-washed ark approaches.

“I can see I'm a fan of the floor for now, so it doesn't matter if you write. Ark, do you have the picture you took of the movie at the time? ”

“Stay in your room. ”

“Bring me the one you shot with the floor. ”

The Ark that once scanned the café brought a picture without shouting. Joohyun held the picture close to his face.

“Come next to me. ”

“Me too?"

“He's your boss. He should be cheering you on. ”

“Yes, it is. ”

When it came to the floor, it was a well-followed ark. It means you're that trustworthy and dependable. I took a photo with my phone's camera and moved it to my laptop. Joohyun immediately posted a picture and wrote.

“I love you. Please take good care of me and cheer me on. ”

I took a dot with my mouth and pressed the "Write" button. Posts were posted in the cafe shortly after.

* * *

Dongwook deleted 10 text messages without reading them. They were all texts from Miyeon. I swore I would never help, but Dongwook kept getting anxious. It was a picture of him surrendering to this perseverance, digging behind a large corporation called YM.

“Absolutely not. ”

You can't kick a stable life out of it. Dongwook threw his phone away. A sigh of relief only comes after you have removed the item that brings the witch's whisper from your body.

I took a cup of mixed coffee and sat at the table next to the window. In the smelly basement, you find a sunset hanging from the window that cannot be enjoyed. It's a more stable life than journalism.

I opened my laptop and turned on the messenger. As soon as I got the note from Miyeon. Immediately changed the status sign to absent. I was afraid to send a message as if I'd waited.

- Man, this was fun.

A note came from someone I've known for a long time. He was a lifelong Internet newspaper journalist. A note from the subordinate wrote down the address of the website. I copied it and put it in the Internet address window.

An advertisement made the Internet newspaper website appear. I closed the ad window mechanically by pressing the 'x’ I couldn't understand the content until I got rid of the advertisement that covered the original article.

“What is this? ”

There was a familiar face embedded in it. It was Ahn Ju-hyun smiling with a picture of one floor and one floor. There was another person beside him, but he was mosaic.

The content of the article was simple. This was all, Ahn Ju-hyun, who supported a new actress. It was a crude article like a crude Internet newspaper that uses all the keywords that can solve issues.

- She told you it was going to be okay, right?

I stroked his jaw, looking at the note on his back. It was one of the garbage articles devouring the traffic with thousands or tens of thousands of spills a day, but I felt bad about throwing away the sauce.

“I think the humor will do the trick. ”

Dongwook immediately found Lee Jun-min's name in the message and floated the message window. Writing about actors belonging to JA required the permission of representatives. Managing even the smallest letters will be the power that created Lee Jun-min's defeat myth. I wrote a brief draft down and sent it to the representative.

A short time later, I heard back from the representative.

- Touch it.

Dongwook sent a note to his subordinate, saying that he would buy soup tomorrow.

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I took a day off.

The reflux esophagitis that had been quiet for a while started again, and then I woke up, and my head was blinded. I ate spicy Tteokbokki for dinner a few days ago, but that seems to have been the reason. Your neck feels terrible.

Ah... I know I shouldn't eat anything stupid, but I can't resist that temptation.

Food is cruel.

I didn't write it because I gathered the opinions of my readers that it's best not to post an announcement, but there are quite a few people who are curious. On the day off, I will upload it at 12: 00 and clear it in the morning.

But there won't be any rest for a while.

I took two days off in November.

It's my fault for my mental breakdown.

I'd be embarrassed if I broke my arm... saying I took a break from my esophagitis after my appetite.

It's when I get cold.

Take care of yourself so you don't mess around like I do.

I'll see you tomorrow!

* * *

Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. I write thanks to you.

Completed:

Pharynx

* * *

I hear the devil whispering that he won't rest for the past two years.

It was overcome by the energy of the universe.

I was writing to do this, and I felt self-conscious, but I got better.

Clean bread.