Big Life

Chapter 255

31 – It should not be you (3) 31 – It should not be you (3) [Ha Reconstructor's fantasy novel The Breath fever is enormous. The new edition of The Breatht written by the author for the overseas market is already selling nearly 15 million copies in the United States. The evaluation of the work is long since I have changed all the records in Korea just because of the performance score.]

The anchor 's voices ring through the speakers in the living room.
Eugene was sitting on the couch watching TV. Next to it was a large travel bag, which was pre-mingled with a bright spot. It was a day to move the dwelling place formally.

[The Breath, which caused the explosion in the US, has now been exported to Britain, France, Germany and other countries. It is said that the European countries' agencies are getting ahead of each other by offering better conditions to purchase copyrights. So what's the secret to making it so popular? It is the correspondent of Paris France.]

The landscape of a large French bookstore filled the TV screen.
I saw the French version 'The Breath' which was piled up on a huge sales floor. People with various skin colors surrounded the countertop and stood hard to turn over the bookshelf.

[STEPHAN LEUBLUSH / 41 / French teacher: I read one book that my colleague had and I was so excited that I came to buy it on holiday. It is a feeling of being sucked into a book. It's very interesting.]
[Luca / 17 / Student: Edward is nice and the dragon is so lovely. It will be a novel that I will put in my whole life. I wish I could come out with a movie.]
[Sami / 24 / Worker: I usually read genre novels such as Fantasy and SF. It is the first time to read the works of Korean artists. Before I read it, I was worried about my emotions different. I was prejudiced. I hope to be known to more readers.]

The answers of the readers who responded to the interviews are all very well received.
Eugene could not stop laughing, though she thought she'd only exported a good answer in the editing process.
"Baby, come out here and look at this together."
Eugene waved her hand while gazing at the TV.
But Myeongseok could not answer her. The call to reconstruction was not over yet.
"Yes, teacher. I re-read the Synopsis you have reinforced. The character is not clear when I think it will be a problem. It's stimulating and funny, but should I say it's a little bit warmer? And? Oh, right. Of course, now is the stage of Sinop. If you go to a full-fledged super-high-school, it will be different again, but … "
There was no break in the glittering streak, while the man scans the manuscript with his own eyes and quickly follows the horse.
The room was just the right temperature, not hot or cold, but sweating down his dented cheek.
"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · Yes. I will discuss each chapter with me. Well, thank you. And will you change the title? And? Like this? Sir, this title is not bad. However, the way to always create a title is fairly straightforward, in my opinion … "
Eugene was looking at the bright spot, not TV. The cheeky cheeks were dull with a satisfied smile. It was a low pressure for a long time in my brother's accident, but fortunately it is a sign that my energy is reviving.
"Yes, I will try harder. I'll call you back later. Yes, I will. "
I did not want to breathe, but I started to knock out the keyboard.
It is to sort out comments that will be conveyed to reconstruction. Eugene, who came close to killing Pesori, grabbed him behind his back.
"How busy do you hear my calls?"
"Oh, did you call?"
The bright spot turned his head backward.
Eugene laughed as he gently pinched his cheek that had not been left.
"Look at the skinny. How do you live because you are anxious with this fragile man? "
"Do not worry, I'll be back as soon as I can."
Myeongseok answered with confidence.
Eugene's reassuring job, and the new work of reconstruction were all edited properly and everything seemed to my world.
"Now you're more busy than me?"
"Perhaps it is. Mr. Ha is writing so fast. I've been doing it all the time. I have a wedding this time, and I will be busy in various ways to the Chinese side, but I think that no matter how late, I will have a draft in less than half a year. "
"Are you okay?"
"Of course it is. It was originally done. "
Eugene untied her arms.
She tucked her shoulder with both hands and she whispered.
"It's about you, not me."
"My story?"
"I'm really worried about what's really going on. I am glad to see you concentrate on work vigorously. In any case, forcefully … "
"I do not mean to force myself."
Myeongseok grabbed the end of Eugene.
He grabbed both hands that knocked the keyboard and stood up from his seat.
"As I said, I'm doing what I need to do. And this is a good thing. I am happy now. I was sorry to worry about it in the meantime. "
Yongjin touched the swollen Eugene 's stomach. He felt his warmth in the palm of his hand, and he vowed again. I will be a stronger man to live by protecting precious things.
"Should we start now?"
"Yes, let's go."
The bright spot attracted the luggage and opened the front door.
I saw two in-lawsuits in the waiting room. They gathered their hands forward and greeted politely.
"Are you coming out now?"
"We are going to take care of the director is stubborn."
He smiled as if he could not be struck by a bad mood, and his shoulders were all over his head.
It was Taejun's people. The two men quickly handed over the load and pressed the elevator button.
"I heard this house a lot."
Eugene muttered on the elevator.
It was a space like a honeymoon house anyway. It has made quite a lot of memories in this house for a very long time.
"I decided to use it as a workshop. If you try to come, you can come anytime. "
Kyeongseok touches Eugene 's back and tries to comfort her. The door closed The elevator started to go down to the underground parking lot.

*** "Uh ……… Look, it's not my fault …"
The amber light illuminated one corner of the wide study.
Tae – jin, sleeping in a rocking chair, was suffering from a nightmare shortly after that.
"It's not my fault … ugh ……. I did not hurt you … Do not come … Do not look at me with such eyes. "
The den was opened and the mysterious stone came in. When he knocked, he could not answer, and he went to the first step to see Taejin, who was drowning in sweat.
"Dad, are you okay?"
"Uh … do not do that …. Please do not blame me …."
"Father, why are you doing this? Take a look at your eyes. "
Myeongseok grabbed Tae Jin's shoulders and shook back and forth.
Taejin, stopping to sleep, opened his eyes with a surly surprise expression.
"Honesty ah …"
"Are you feeling up? Did you have a nightmare? "
Taejin pulled his head back and sighed a long sigh. There was no way to say whether the eldest son's face would be relieved only by the sight of his eyes.
"Have some water, Father."
"Thank you."
Taejun drank lukewarm water without any hesitation. He wiped his wet face with a towel, he asked.
"Are you here now?"
"Yes, Eugene and I have just arrived. I knocked on the door and came in because I did not have a word. "
Just as Taejin was washing his face, he rubbed his face with his two palms. A trustworthy eldest son came back to me with a heart. If the atmosphere of the family is stabilized again, I will be able to escape from this awful nightmare.
"You can go on a trip once."
"No, but it was so when you came back."
"Where are you going?"
"I think it will be a race. Let's share the details with meals. Eugene should also see. "
Taejun took off his ass from the rocking chair and stood up.
He said to his back on his way to the door.
"Father, I have something to say for a moment."
"What? Tell me. "
"I would like you to delay officer upgrade a little bit."
“······?” Looking back, Tae Jin wondered as if his eyes were thin. Does the eldest son 's mind, who was supposed to be a ministry unit, now came and changed?
The bright spot was the horse.
"There is no other thing my father will do. But as an editor, there is one thing to do. "
"What should I do as an editor?"
"Yes, I would like to take on one more new work by Ha Yuan."
"Do you mean rebuilding …?"
Tae Jin is far from the object to be asked is not the eldest son in front of himself.
Since he heard the impression of reconstruction, he has not been writing a novel yet.
It is a harsh evaluation that it seems to have been written by another person at the peak.
Tae – jin was not able to escape this evaluation for a reason different from other writers.
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"Oh, yeah … Yeah."
Tae Jin awakened from his thought.
The reason is that the nightmare that tormented him was revived a little before the reproach.
"Yeah, do whatever you like."
Taejun accepted Chung Suk Chung in earnest.
"I want you to be an executive sooner than a day, but if your will is right, then you should."
Gomapseumnida
"Then I'll leave."
The two rich men went out to study.
Taejun asked, crossing the long corridor.
"Did the new reconstruction artist look good again this time?"
"Yes, it will be a masterpiece."
The answer of the confident Myeongseok immediately came back. Because he is the eldest son of a person who is far from the fuss, Taejin looked at his lips with no roundness.
"Is that so great?"
"At least in my opinion. A thousand times no. It must be published in the name of the male publishing group. "
The answer continued with a strong accent.
Taejun was very envious of the reconstruction while nodding satisfactorily.
It was a lifelong desire to receive the praise of the eldest son as a writer.
But the age of retirement in front of me.
It was only an agent in this lifetime.
'There's something good about getting older.'
Stepping on the stairs, Taejun muttered into the inside. Even though I was still young, my anger was fine, but I was a little calm to control the painful emotions.
The face of his friend, who could not overcome it suddenly, stood before his eyes. Taejin laughed at the thought of crying.

*** "I have e-mailed you from Taejung."
"Why is he?"
Soohei raised his eyes without eating rice. It is a name imprinted in memory as a person who vilified the reconstruction anonymously from the Internet rather than the fact that it is motive.
"I'm just glad you're doing well. I thank you for taking the complaints before, and I am working hard for my job as a part-time job, and when I marry Sui, I want to attend. "
Rebuilding spoiled a national spoon with no inspiration. Sukhee looked at him quietly and gently stroked his head and replied.
"People do not easily change."
I do not know how to reconstruct, but Suehi could not forgive Taejung and Yongmae. It was a mean thing that she could not understand at all in her personality.
"Will not you send me a wedding invitation card?"
"What are you talking about?
I laughed with the impression that reconstruction was ridiculous.
"Even if you want to send it, you can not. I just called my family and acquaintances to quiet it up. "
"Look at my mind, why am I doing this?"
Soohei had a blatant facial expression on my head. If you fall into one thought, you quickly forget about the other part.
Right then.
Who is it?
The cell phone that I had left in the living room rang.
The chopsticks were put down and the reconstruction came to the living room, and as soon as I got my cell phone in hand, my eyes narrowed.
'Why did she call you?'
Rebuilding has long used a cell phone and has not changed the number so far.
There was no way to erase the number recorded on the phone once.
Even if it was bad person, it was the same. Knowing the number can prevent you from having a hard time knowing when and how.
The reconstruction took a look at Suhee's side and received a phone call.
"Ha rebuilt." – Good morning … Ha Hae-jung.
"I can not hear you. Speak loudly. "- Oh, hello …! Hello, Mr. Haecker. Black · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·!
It bursts from the heat before it even shares a few words.
The reconstruction frowned upon the mobile phone that was ringing in the ears.
I already guessed what happened to the call. I do not think this was the killer of the malicious comments that got mad at me many times in recent years.
– I … I'm really out of my mind, Mr. Ha. I do not think I did it. I was working as a secretary at Gosiwon and preparing for an official exam. · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·.
"What do you say?" – Please forgive me once, sir. My, give me a chance to kneel and apologize. Please think of me as a pitiful person and only look at it once.
Rebuilding loses a word and asks for it. I could not stand the moment of the moment, and my opponent was in a hurry voice.
– If I can not be a civil servant, my life is over. Please, please, sir. I'll do it like this …!
"Look at this."
Reconstruction just opened its mouth.
"I know that human nature does not change easily. But I think it is also someone who knows how to try to fix bad habits. "- Stand up, teacher …!
"There is no courtesy to anyone who does not know how to change. Did you hear me, Won-delay? "
The rebuilding spatters out as if he did not know it.
"There is no agreement. Someone like you is a civil servant and takes care of your country? It's terrible to imagine. "- Stand up, teacher …! Black ………! "Please?" I'll do whatever you want! Please complain … · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·
The reconstruction stopped calling without even listening to any more.
I got a call again and blocked it.
Suhee immediately asked the reconstruction that had come back to his seat.
"Won delay? Was she the assistant artist? "
"Yeah, as you say it does not change easily."
Drink!
My cell phone rang again in my pocket.
I guess I called the other number.
Rebuilding frowned and took out the cell phone.
However, unlike the anticipation, this time the name of a nice person was decorating the screen.