Big Life

27/6 – Cheer up "Are you here to pick up the shochu? I will bring … … "
"You're an editor."
“……YES!
Rebuilding stretched out his hand and took a bottle of soda. I was stuck in my heart, but I was thinking of Somi 's scary mind.
'Now is the time … … . '
Even if she is the youngest son, SOMI is an editor. I was not in the 90s, I could not lead a situation where Sommy was serving, and I hated the view.
Reconstruction continued to take the bottles from Soni's hands and listened to his breast. As far as I can see from that view, the delegate was embarrassed.
"I know, Ha. This is all you have to say to your employees. Do not come pick it up yourself. "
Before the reconstruction, the high agency was extremely low. Measures to prevent the inconvenience of planting artists with good sales. It was the basic duty of the high agency as a Star Books employee.
Rebuilding was just plain no expression. He bent his waist and gently gazed at the face of the ancient enemy, and he lifted his lips.
"Can I get you some Sommy? I am a dedicated editor and I have to discuss things about it. "
"Yes, he is. SOMI, talk to the artist. "
Koh had a few nods and immediately withdrew.
Holding the bottle full of breasts, rebuilding touched Sommy's shoulder with his shoulder.
"Come in."
"Yes Yes. The artist. "
SOMI still looked up and reluctantly followed the reconstruction. Behind her back, taking off her shoes, Koh Chang narrowed her mind as if it was annoying.
"The agent."
"Oh, the editor."
Goje turned to the surprised face. There was work to be done, and now Tae – won, who arrived, was standing right in front of me.
"Are you coming now? The car was blocked a lot, right? "
"I told you before?"
Tae – won ignored the question of the deputy.
Gori blinked his eyes as if he did not know what he was talking about. Taewon was sitting on the side of the reconstruction and sommy toward the gaze toward the side, was a speech.
"You'll have to decide once more that you do not have anything to do with your work."
Gong-jae was trembling.
The face of such an edited editor was unfamiliar to him who had been in his second year. He was always smiling and laughing, and he was looking down on himself with a soft look that was soft to all employees.
"Did you understand me?"
Tae-won asked his glasses as he wore them.
Goji surreptitiously swallowed his spit once and he replied, "I have fallen asleep.
"I understand this. I'll be careful in the future."
"Look at it."
I was hungry, and the agent turned and turned away.
Taewon was still standing there. With his eyes on the reconstruction, he was thoughtful.
'I'll stop today.'
In fact, he was planning to borrow a place for a writer 's meeting and talk about his next work again. Somehow, it was because of the representative order of rebuilding and contracting.
But I decided to quit. I wanted to respect the will of reconstruction to participate in Digital Literature. I have already achieved more than I expected with the Chizun Rock series.
'I already talked about the next work, I'll talk to you again after the contest.'
Tae-won set up his body while chewing his personal belief toward the artist Ha-Hae. I walked to the parking lot in front of the restaurant to welcome the artists who have not come yet.

"Have another cup. Can you eat it? "
"Your real name is rebuilding, right? I'm close to seeing you. Do you often hear that you are handsome? "
Two female writers who occupied the side of reconstruction were questioning each other in succession. Everyone was blushing because of alcohol.
It's been 2 hours since the artist's meeting started. The concept of the seat itself was disappearing and there was no situation. Writers who drank more than the standard value did not have any desire to carry greetings by carrying bottles all over the place.
In the meantime, there was a large crowd formed in the most visible. It was a bunch of left-side reconstruction and fantasy writers on the left, and a group of right-handers led by Oh Myung-hoon and romance writers.
'I'm loud … … ! '
Myeong – hoon glanced into the crowd of rebellious reconstruction and grinned into the inside. For a long time he had been very uncomfortable with planting.
In the first place, Myeonghoon came out to defeat the period of reconstruction.
But it failed. Reconstruction is attracting attention as much as you are. I could not tolerate the reconstruction that formed a group of people of equal size.
"Oh, are you going to use your next work as a romance?"
A woman writer by the side sent a glance and asked. Many female writers who were attracted to the appearance of the compliant and wealthy Myung Hun still remained without leaving her side.
"Oh the artist? Did you hear me? "
Myeong – hoon stood up with one woman 's words. I could not finish the meeting with the artist.
'I will not fall down on my own. Then I'll take the broom and wipe it off … … ! '
Myeong-hoon grabbed a glass bottle and a cup, respectively. Then he took a step toward the rebuilding group with a determined face.
"Uh, oh you? Will you come over here? "
A woman writer who was near Myeong-hun and moved to reconstruction first recognized and talked. Her reconstruction also raised her head.
"Oh Myung Hun? Did you attend? "
"I want to ask you, child. I just saw it. "
Eyes met in the air. Both of them had a smile on their lips under intense eyes. The artists around me looked at each other and said, "Was it an original idea?" And so on.
"Sit here, Oh."
Pardon me, please.
SOMI, who was sitting across the reconstruction, sideways. Myeong-hun sat down comfortably and extended the bottle to the reconstruction.
"I did not know you would meet me. In these places …
Myung Hoon gave a curious accent to 'In this place'.
The reconstruction responded with a smile and received alcohol. Now there was no reason to get caught up in the stimulation of Myung Hoon.
"I heard at first. Are you saying it's going pretty lately? "
"I was lucky. How about you?"
"Do not say. It is not a simple thing to be made into a drama. It's a totally different world from one to ten. "
Reconstruction has already begun to realize that Myeong Hoon is proud of himself and seizes the atmosphere. So I did not go on to say anything but drinking and drinking.
When rebuilding was not responding, Myeong – hoon changed the topic and asked.
"By the way, did you write a lot? Ten Fantasies from Star Books? "
"Uh, there's a good time to write. I guess this time. "
"Well, fantasy is easy to write. There is not much to think deeply. "
As Myeong – hun understood everything, he said his head with a big smile.
I was uncomfortable that I could not hide in the faces of the artists around me. On their behalf, the reconstruction replied, shaking his head.
"You have never used fantasy and you do not know how to use it."
Myeong-hun's face hardened a little. Unlike in the past when we were in a bitter state of laughter, reconstruction immediately counterattacked.
"Haha, I never used it. But if you decide what to do, it will be fantasy again. "
"No, Myeong-hoon. I have never used it, but I can confidently know how to use it. As a writer, is not it a little idle? Once you're a writer, too? "
Myeong-hoon's nose was slightly wrinkled. When I was a man, I used to follow the reconstruction. The reconstruction was pleasantly smiling and he listened to the bottle.
"Do you want another one?"
"No, I have to drive. I drove the car. "
Myung – hun answered my hand with my hand. His face was smiling, but the inside was already torn. I ate properly. I was able to see the surrounding artists as if they were just looking at me.
"Yes, you say, I'm a writer. So I have recently written somewhat classy to avoid embarrassing the name of the artist. "
"Ah, yes?"
The reconstruction responded to the writer who was next to him by following the liquor. Myeong-hoon continued to say unbelievably with his face turning red.
"Just because I have a literary competition that fits the time. I think I will be able to win the award winning works. Maybe another line will be added to your career. "
Myeong-hoon did not even say that it was a digital literary award. If you fall, it will be a shame.
"Think of writing a single book in an effort to write up 10 volumes of fantasy. Rebuilding is like you and me. You know that sense? Oh, I've been writing novels for a long time because I'm worried about life.
The surrounding writers who were aware of the struggle of the two men kept their mouths shut. Reconstruction in the air, which has been quiet enough, has faced the eye of Myeong-hoon. Then he put out the cup as if nothing had happened.
"I hope to see good results."
The reconstruction was no longer necessary to mix words with Myeonghun unnecessarily.
It was a spec to carry on a childish pun intended to be swept away by pride and atmosphere. As a result of doing my best, it is a substitute for the answer.
"Thank you, child. You sell a lot. "
The cup hit me like it was breaking in the air.
Over his neck, he turned his liquor down, and the two of them did not take their eyes off each other to the end.