Big Life

37 – The game is now (3) 37 – The game is now (3)
eoseo oseyo?
The mistress of the counter who was sleeping nodded.
The man walked toward the bookshelf with a wet look. The book was easy to find. Because it is a small-scale bookstore in the province, it is the best seller only.
'I have another new work · · ·.'
Looking down at the book in his hand, the man laughed.
I have never seen TV or the Internet for a long time. I have consciously closed my ears and eyes. I did not want to know the flow of the world at all.
"Give me this one."
The man returned to the inn room with a book bought. I dropped the bag of Kimbab, threw the sock off, and then leaned back against the wall and began to read the book.
“······?!” By the time I passed over 30 pages.
I was awakened by the odor. It was in the middle of winter, and the heating was coming in. But all of a sudden my body trembled. Someone felt like putting a cold bucket in the room.
How… How…
The company was unable to gauge the flow of time and repeatedly turned over the bookshelves with trembling fingertips.
I was filled with tears in the eyes of the red eyes.

*** "I contacted Wizards. 2 Boundary screenplay work is going on smoothly. Ha is not going to care about you. "
"Thank you always, Mr. Kwon."
Rebuilding replied that he did not chew the silver in his arms.
It was about the second part of the novel 'The Breath'.
The movie was so big that it ranked 4th in the world rankings. In this situation, the contents of the original work are prepared, so making the next work is a natural procedure.
"How have you been doing these days?"
After drinking a cup of coffee, I asked Taewon, looking around the house. It was only a visit to the house of reconstruction, to see each other's faces.
"As you can see, I do not know how time goes by playing with silver balls."
"Mom and Dad are saying now?"
"Yes, but my dad even calls my dad. It seems like it's because there's a lot of time spent with me. "
"Hahaha, this is really a writer, I might even use a fairy tale for you."
The two laughed together and looked up at the ceiling as if promising. We did not talk to each other, but the scenery that we see now was exactly the same. Many of the day-to-day prizes of the day passed quickly.
"You really hit it."
Taewon first opened his mouth and broke the static.
"Genre novels, paragraph novels, webtoons, MMORPG games, mobile games, here to drama and movies. I've found almost every field that can be made into a single source. I even got hit with all of them. "
"I have never been here by my own strength. I think it was a lot of luck. "
In addition to Seongeun, Taewon in front of me, I thought of many people and rebuilt. It was the benefactors who should not forget and reward for the rest of their lives. Taewon asked him to chew on the face of each person.
"What are you going to write from now on? It's just a personal question. "
"Well … I will give you an answer suddenly.
The reconstruction was scratching my head, which was a bit shabby.
Except for 'big life', which had not been written because of not being able to meet with resolution, there was nothing left.
'Zizon Rock' ended up in Part 3 and left completely out of hand, and there was not enough inspiration to feel it yet to start Part 3 of 'The Breath'.
There was a lot of writing that you could use if you just wanted to.
I could write a new work, or I could just start writing a 'Marketplace' drama by putting a phone call to the CPS of the MBS station right away. The problem was that the mind of reconstruction did not like it. Besides the element of money, the purpose of attracting the spirit was faint.
Looking at the notice of serious reconstruction, Tae – won carefully caught up.
"Have you been browsing web novel sites these days?"
"Yes, I am going to go to Moon Buaeng and Joo Yo and Redi Books sometime. Why
"So, do you know a novel called" I'm in trouble with my friend who loves me so much? " It's the hottest fan fiction these days in Jo-yo. "
"Wait a minute, sir. Excuse me. What's up? The title is too long. "
Tae – won pulled out his cell phone and showed it directly. Seeing the introductory article under a long title, reconstruction circles the eyes.
"Jincheon and Edward?"
"Haha, yes. It 's a fan fiction that I wrote with the Rock series and Breath. The two main characters are sucked into the crack of the dimension, which is another fantasy continent. And I'm going to love the master of the novel at the same time. I'm in the top fan category for almost a month now. "
Tae-won was ashamed of his appetite.
"This is so popular, but since it is a fan fiction, there is no way to use it commercially. But,
A strange smile was floating in Taewon's face, looking at reconstruction.
"If you write it yourself, you will not have any problem?"
"… Do you mean to write a fusion work with Jincheon and Edward?"
"If only you have fun to write. I just wanted to say that there is a way like this. Now, what do you need to bear while writing your work? "
Looking at the face of the sunny Tae-won, rebuilding realized his speech.
So I answered with a smiling face. It is Taewon that I have known since my days of extreme life. Just sitting face to face makes your mind feel more comfortable.
"Then I'll just get up."
"Are you going already? I'll have more and have dinner. "
"I have to go to see the company building site again. I'll be back soon. "
The rebuilding followed Tae Won everywhere and went out to the front gate.
Just before opening the car door, Taewon was somewhat hesitant and he sighed silently.
"Why are you doing, sir?"
"Well, I did not think it was a very important story. I think it might be important now. "
Four
"I may soon contact the artist in the Ministry of Defense or the Ministry of Culture. Because of the story about the Korea-China diplomatic relations business. "
As soon as he heard Tae – won 's words, it was the reconstruction that the king of Uda sprang.
"I have been contacted many times by me. What is your intention, what is the political line, what you think about the next works, and so on. Maybe he was already contacted by him. "
"Why did not you tell me?"
"I do not know what to do, but I want to concentrate on writing things. I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable with this. I've been through a lot of unpleasant things for a while like the lawmakers. "
The smiley Taiyuan hand was opening the door.
"Perhaps if you get in touch in the near future, you will be deputy minister of culture. Ha is the only one who accepts you as a deputy. "
"Yes, perhaps. Thank you for letting me know, sir. "
"No, I do not know if I have spoken to you a little late."
Tae – won moved away from the car with a smile.
The reconstruction was transmitted by snow until the car disappeared over the road, and at the end, the silver cradle layed in the cradle and immediately returned home.

*** The next morning.
Taewon 's guess was right.
The first phone call that a new day began was by Deputy Minister of Culture. The main point that came to the end after exchanging greetings was just like the words of Taewon.
– This is why I contacted you because of the Korea-China Cultural Relations Project.
Four
Nijik replied, looking into the silverware that lay in the cradle of reconstruction. The assistant 's explanation continued to be heard.
– Mr. Oh Tae-jin, who was former president of the company, and many other writers are also present. Let's see, the list is …
"I'm sorry, dear. You do not have to read the list. I will not be able to contribute even if I attend.
The stinging of the assistant tickled my ear.
But for a while, he would have simply withdrawn at any time.
– Ha, I want to be able to say that I am under my jurisdiction, but it is not a place where political intentions are inherent. It is really a place to develop the contents industry and find a way to contribute to national interest.
“······.” Assistant Secretary added, "I am still hesitant to rebuild.
– And only you can know this. On the Chinese side, Mr. Ha strongly urges us to attend.
"Me?" – Yes. There is another reason why I am so stubborn about knowing the teacher's tendency. Moreover, this place is a precautionary meeting, so only once in a heartbeat · · · · · ·.
The voice of a deceased assistant is getting more and more.
Suddenly rebuilding came to his mind.
It is not usually a muddle between himself and the ministry of culture.
Clear right. I will attend. "
Eventually, acceptance fell from the mouth of reconstruction.
Curiosity arose in addition to my heart for the assistant secretary.
The Chinese side strongly demanded their presence, so it was decided that it would not be a matter of specifics. Maybe the king of Uda has intervened directly or indirectly.
– Thank you very much for your cool decision, Mr. Ha. There will be no inconvenience at all. I promise you this time.
The voice of the deceased assistant sounded on the eardrum.
I reconstructed my cellphone in my ears.
I have to cut off my hair, which is a bit shabby, before attending the meeting.

*** "Hello, Ha is rebuilding. I read your work really hard. I learned a lot. "
"Huh, what are you saying. I am studying in various ways at this age through the works of our younger artists. "
In the meeting room of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism, dozens of writers were suffering from phosphorus.
The reconstruction of thirty-two of this year was the youngest writer among them. Even the artist above the reconstruction was the age of his late 40s. Because of that reason, the reconstruction was bowing to the seniors and bowing around everywhere.
"Hello, Ha is rebuilding. I have heard the teacher's lecture during the period of creative arts and craftsmanship. It is a great honor to meet you. "
"Oh, really? Yeah, let's see. It's about 10 years ago. I can remember. There was a boy who was exceptionally shining in his class every lesson. I do not know if it was you. Hahaha
The prominent elder writers were very happy in front of the gracious greeting of reconstruction.
Most were today's first meeting, but no one knew the existence of reconstruction. It is a reconstruction of the world's greatest achievement at a young age when only his son or youngest brother can be found. How can I not know that name as a writer?
"It's not like kids these days."
"You grew up in a nice house. There is no wrath, and I am very spirited. "
"Yes, I do not disrespect, I like the impressions. I saw some of the pictures on the internet. The real thing is better, better. "
As they watched the rebuilding that was coming and going all over the place, the artists waved away.
Most of them were successful in evaluating the first impressions of reconstruction. There were laughing spirits around the conference room.
However, not everyone was sympathetically watching reconstruction.
Some of the writers and the members of the National Assembly, who are furious with the rapid rise of reconstruction, were thorny in both eyes.
'Damn, what do you think of rebuilding your gear on this list ?!'
I was nervous because I was nervous.
In the beginning, Seung-in created a list of writers as members of the Moon Defense Organization and did not include the name of the reconstruction.
This is why I felt that Uda Wang and Ryu Bau liked reconstruction.
But is not it different?
The Chinese side strongly advocated the attendance of the reconstruction and eventually came to face reconstruction today.
The worry of sex gain was not only a problem.
If there is a reconstruction and the plan of his secret investment goes back to the top, the mind may turn away.
"Gwon Seong-il, do not stand that way and sit down now."
"Oh, yes. Please also sit this teacher. "
Seung-in was seated with some writers who had always kept the acquaintance.
Everyone was seated in their chair and the meeting began.
I went to the Ministry of Culture with a greeting and looked around the reconstruction. I could not see my face.
'What are you doing? Why did not it come out? '
That's when I'm heading for my head.
The voices of the vice minister of the Ministry of Culture, which became clear to the ear of reconstruction, poured out. It was also a statement about the issue of the meeting today.
"· · · · So I need three works that will be the starting point for the content project for the Korean-Chinese joint venture. Three works in Korea, as well as three works in China. I will discuss what kind of procedures and methods should be used to select artists and works. "
All the writers asked at once.
The meeting room was static.
Only dozens of eyes were moving around looking at each other's eyes.
'There are only three among so many writers …'
The rebuilding of the expressionless face sighed inward.
It seemed that the controversy to be started from now on was clearly drawn. The vigilance of many invisible writers was filling the silent guts.
"Would you like to vote, too?"
"This is one of the three works to represent Korea as part of the Korea – China diplomatic relations. I think it should be done in consideration of the past experience and merit. "
"It's hard to agree. I wonder if personal and subjective views do not work much? "
"Is there a subject that is subjective and not subject to a career and merit that everyone recognizes?"
Once the word came out, the venue became as loud as the mayor.
In the middle of the scenery as expected, rebuilding did not say a word and only sipped green tea.

Part 1 After the meeting, break time.
Some people blocked the reconstruction from going to the bathroom in the hallway. This is also the first time that the reconstructors greeted each other.
"Did you come for a cup of tea?"
"Not a car, Ha. Can we talk for a while? "
"Story?"
"Yeah, it'll be a while."
In the late 50s, the Kim writer spoke frankly, frowning on his nose.
Reconstruction has been given from the impression that it is strange.
Kim has been a poor face since he first met and greeted today.
Kim was not the only writer.
Now all of the authors around me are around.
"Okay, then go to that quiet place."
Around the end of the corridor, several old writers surrounded the reconstruction. They were stealing Kim authors with secret eyes.
The artist who hesitated for a long time opened his mouth.
"Do not you have to give up once as a junior?"
Four What do you mean …?
Rebuilding turned into a strange look.
Kim was speaking to the mouth with a smug smile.
"Do not do that, Mr. Malroman, but for our seniors, you need to make concessions only once."
"Yes, you are going to write in the future."
Another writer Park, a writer, interrupted and listened to a word.
“······.” The rebuilt reconstruction lost its meaning. I was not expecting to hear this from today.
'It's embarrassing, but …'
In front of the elder writers who have long admired, reconstruction could not be disappointed.
He sees himself as a possible candidate and wants to remove the buds in advance. He bite his lower lip in order not to expose the uncomfortable ups and downs.
If the conversation was over, I would have expected the rebuilding to take care of it. Not because of your respect for your seniors, but because you do not want to roll in the mud.
Knock. A frost frozen on the window fell.
As the writer, who became a more gentle expression, admonished himself with his backing, he was speaking.
"I will appreciate it if I care to avoid the stumbling behind."
“······?” "You know that. It looks like Ryubau wants you. Would not it be a good idea to think in advance about the proper reason to quit on your own. If you say something like this, you're going to be uncomfortable with each other, are not you? "
Kim looked at the writers around him, just as the writer asked for his consent. Then they laughed among themselves in the middle of no ridicule.
A laugh trying to get rid of the cheek.
With a light sigh, the reconstruction that set my mind was lifted up.
"I can not do that."
“······?” "I do not hear what you say to me now. So let's go first. "
"This, please."
The reconstruction paced with a cool face.
The elderly writers chased after him by speculation. Kim 's wrinkled hand grabbed the shoulder of the reconstruction.
"You do not have a case. No matter how successful you are in front of your seniors for decades now …!
"I always want to be a drop of spring rain!"
The pace stopped, and the rebuilding of the line shouted back.
“······!” In a word, Kim froze.
It was because the reconstruction was the title of his prose.
"I always read a teacher's prose book, a junior high school student's book, which I always wanted to live like a drop of spring rain. The teacher who wrote this prose did not know how many days and nights she thought how beautiful the soul was. So please, please … "
The reconstruction spreads the hot breath to the floor and adds a chill.
"Please do not break your precious memories of your juniors."
"Uh, uh …!"
Kim retreated with a fleeting face.
But it was not the end.
Park, who was beside him, stumbled in while he was striding.
"Now, you …! I'm trying to teach the top prize now! You have succeeded at your young age, and now you see your eyes like this.
"Mr. Park's editorial that lasted until last year has been steadily reading!"
The god of reconstruction ran through the corridor and ran through the whole building.
Park staggered like a dumb nectar and stepped backward.
"Where can I find the will that strongly insisted that vested interests should reach out for the wandering young people who have lost their dreams?"
"Now, you are now …! That, that's … !
"I can not find a speed skater who was forced to naturalize to Russia because of the Ice Federation, and I can not stop the talents of youthful youths. Where can I find them?"
"Uh huh …!"
The artist leaned against one wall without supporting the two legs.
I can not get to this far.
I did not even imagine that I was going to have my own editorial written in ghostly writing.
There were a lot of writers' eyes on the conference room beyond rebuilding.
The eyes of a lot of writers were given to the body, and reconstruction thought of Sui.
In addition, he recounted his pledge in front of the TV that Uda addressed.
"Even if I'm ashamed, I can not hear the teachers. Regardless of the outcome, I will stay here to the end. "
The reconstruction that I had spoken with was politely bowed and turned.
As the writers swallowed the stretch, the footsteps of reconstruction were ringing on the floor more than usual.

37 – The game is now (3) End