Big Life

Chapter 293

37 – Game is from now on (5) 37 – Game is from now on (5) "Huh …? Jeong Jin-ah, I suddenly come into the house with a phone. I'll call back. "
The reconstruction broke the phone call with Jeong Jin and laid the silver cradle on the cradle.
Beginning with Lapbuch Taeyon, my friends continued to make contact, ranging from male starry sketches, office writers, sisters and family to my beloved wife Sue.
Everyone was surprised when they saw the broadcast.
"I do not know yet, Su-hee. I need to find out what the situation is. Yeah, I'm on the phone again. I will tell you not to worry about the sale. Look at the evening. "
The reconstruction was completed after the conversation with Sui and received a call immediately.
This time, Lynn Minhong, General Manager of Tincent Pictures.
"Hello, Lynn?" – Hello, Mr. Ha. I've called you several times and now you have it.
"Suddenly, a phone call came. I heard about TV. What happened? "- I am with Mao Yan now. We also got in touch with Mr. Ryu Bau Shenzhen. According to the message, the vice-king of Uda says that planting is very inconvenient. There is no reason to say more on the TV.
The reconstruction lifted his head as he was clutching the stiff neck. The news about King Uda, referring to himself, was still pouring out on TV.
"What am I supposed to do?" – Ha, I think there's something wrong. I did not want to make a foolish request for what you do. I apologize for the inconvenience this has caused.
Rinmin Hong quickly spoke.
– I hope you do not mind. As a Chinese company that has worked on your work, and personally, it is completely out of the question. We will tune and arrange the situation on our side. Just one thing ….
"Please do not hesitate to tell me." – Ha is currently the best writer in Korea. Please be aware of this point in the face of true cultural exchange.
Rinmin Hong immediately understood the reconstruction that made me say this. I am afraid that I will not participate.
Whatever the cause is from a small number of elder writers, or whatever the loud press reaction.
Hello? Ha teacher?
"I hear you, Lynn. Thank you. I will try to make sure that Mr. Lim is not disappointed. "- Thank you, Mr. Ha. Now that is enough. Thank you very much
Rinmin Hong repeated many thanks and gave the reconstruction after the repeated.
As soon as I left the phone, the reconstruction turned the house phone silent and sat on the couch.
Drink!
'Who else?'
Before I checked it, I woke from my head.
If you think of Su-hee, you can not even turn off your cell phone. Reconstruction after confirming the screen with his hands, he immediately solved the frown.
"Professor Han Hye Sun!" – Oh, my God? Your voice is very lively, do not you?
"I am so glad that you contacted me. Professor, what should I do? My head hurts so I can not figure out what to do. "
It is possible that this kind of folly is possible because the opponent is good. Reconstruction was the only mentor who could reveal everything without worrying.
– Yes. The look is so ridiculous. Even I, who is famous for the paragraph breaking, could not predict the truth.
Beyond a sad sigh, Hyesun was a question.
– Did you meet Mr. Bean at the preliminary meeting this time?
"Do you mean Seo Hyungbin? Of course I did. "
Hye Sun and Hyung Bin are from the same university.
Long before I knew it, I felt like I was just like a prostitute because my personality and my literary intentions were right.
– His brother, Bin, came over for a day and ate a piece of rice. I was really worried, but I thought I should get out of it.
"· · · · · Are you missing?
The laughter disappeared from the face of reconstruction.
Hyung Bin received 11 votes and was ranked second after Tae Jin.
The reconstruction was congratulating him genuinely. I have been appreciating his personality and work since college.
The following Hye Sun's words unraveled.
– I asked you to speak to me instead. When you get off, you will have to fill up the place.
"What is that … Professor?" – My brother was like that. I can not stand the rumors of the literary world that I am stained by personal feelings. Even the writer who proved that plagiarism last year was even shy and cheap inside, but it was still unable to withstand this mess.
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Hyeon – sun laughed at the end of the speech, but reconstruction could not be done once. Instead, take a deep breath and answer.
"I deserve to dispute." – Eligibility?
"I voted for Seo Hyung-bin on that day. One of those eleven marks is mine. "- Jaufu, you did. There is no use. Because my brother also voted for you.
"· · · ·!" – Will you know your mind, reconstruction? You are the only artist on the list who is qualified to enter the empty space of your brother.
Rebuilding lost his word and hurt his teeth.
Silence continued, but Hye Sun did not. I know what my disciples are going to look like.

*** Lecture Room, Creative Writing Department, Seoul National University.
Yes. it is.
Chun-sik, taking the materials and going inside, unwittingly took his wrist and looked down at the clock.
It was not just an illusion, it was on time.
What was that? Why is this so sad? "
As Chun-sik was empty, he looked around the desks and asked.
There are only 8 to 9 students in the classroom where dozens should wait.
Even these few students were students from the Department of Korean Literature because of their essay lessons. Everyone was looking for a free expression.
"Hey, what day is it today?"
"… Tuesday, professor."
A student sitting in the back of the window responded with a ridiculous voice.
Chun-sik, staring at him stupidly, dragged his tongue out of his nose.
"Anyway, I've completely lost the concept of students these days. It is a matter of sincerity, but basically there is no respect for the teacher. What's wrong with this group? "
The moment I turn around with a scrawny face.
Chun-sik was frozen in his seat when he saw the whiteboard. In the middle of it, there was a big grandmother attached to it.

[Kim Na-eun and his first-year student in the department of creative writing in the department of creative writing demanded the resignation of professor Kim Chun-sik and rejected the class.]

"This, this ……… ?!"
Chunsik turned his eyes over and trembled.
Sudden class refusal. What are you talking about?
He barely turned and stuttered to a few students.
"What, what is this? Do not you know? "
"I do not know."
"I was attached from the beginning."
Korean language students were not interested in the grand schedule.
I was also indifferent to Chun Sik, who was raising his whole body in anger. It was just that this time passed and I just wanted to finish the lesson.
As soon as he confirmed his attendance, Chunsik left the classroom as he ran away leaving him to say that he should study. Then he went straight to the assistant and asked for the reason. When he found out why, he got sick.
"I have a job with Gyosin …?"
"Well, I already know your professor …!
The assistant turned around with a crying face.
Chunsik quickly retrieved his name on the computer by internet.
It was according to the word of the assistant.
Some of the writers who attended the preliminary meeting poured out strong criticism of themselves.

[Discussions on SNS, SNS posting controversy, 'Kim Chun Sik, including some artists have worked. As a senior, there is no room for the author of the reconstruction. '] [Koo Sung Min writer,' I can no longer oppose my conscience. It should be related to the fact that Seo Hyung-bing has left himself. ']

"These wretched old folks have become a group …!"
The lower jaw of Jinchun shuddered as if the mandible had gone out. Five fingers were rocking so violently that they could not hold a mouse properly.
It was only the comments that ridicule oneself at any point.
Reward · ···
"Uh huh!"
Chunsik grasped his belly and stood up.
I have an irritable bowel syndrome, and when I get angry, I get a signal.
He opened the office door and jumped out into the bathroom.
I just lowered my pants and sat on the toilet. "Hey, did you hear Professor Kim Chun-sik?"
The students' voices came from outside the door.
When his name was mentioned, Chunsik breathed no power.
"Oh, did you get rid of the reconstruction from the cultural exchange?"
"It's funny but it's funny, is not it?"
"It was not Chirashi, but Gusimin and the writer of Seok – sun declared conscience. Seo Hyung-bin is going to get off. "
"It's really great. If you look at them and all the children, they say you are Kim Chun Sik. It's not a word that came out of nowhere. "
"This is a real black comedy. What did Kim Chun Sik write? I have to combine all the books I've written so far.
The students' giggling laughter rang the bathroom.
Chin – sik blocked his two ears.
The cellphone ringing in his pocket was also freaked out and immediately changed to silent.

Gain Profit.
Almost an hour later, Chunsik barely left the toilet. Even though I sat on the toilet for a long time, both legs were stubborn. Another call was made to keep students from walking to avoid being caught.
He was Deputy Minister of Culture.
"Yes, dear. It's Kim Choon-sik. "- Good morning, Mr. Kim. I do not know why you are talking about this … · · · · · · · Are you aware of the situation now?
Chun-sik's molar teeth were broken.
Four I know very well …! It is a situation that some writers who are envious of me are insulting me by using incitement and hoax as a weapon. "- That's true … Mr. Kim would be very much in a position to be too. No, this is what happened.
The vice was clouded as if the vice-minister was stubborn.
But it was merely an introduction to the outward appearance. Suddenly in a tense tone he was speaking.
– Kim Chun Sik teacher.
"Tell me." – I am very sorry to tell you this, but this time there is also a problem of public opinion …. Teacher once ….
Chunsik shook as if the cheekbones had collapsed. It was not an idiot who could not understand that the Vice President was asking for his departure.
"Are you saying to me to step away from yourself now?" – Mr. Kim, I mean ….
"No, why am I? Why should I withdraw? I got 8 votes after a fair vote, and I was on the list. Why are you asking me to resign? "- Oh, sure. You got it right. However, there is public opinion that is getting worse, and considering the image of Mr. Kim toward Mr. Kim, I would like to talk about how he would make a concession once. In fact, I am also very difficult to stand.
The vice-minister's words were almost like begging.
However, Chun Sik was a man who had no hobbies in counting the situation of others.
"Is not it the most painful thing now? What's the relationship between you and this situation? "
Chun-sik sucked it hard. The deputy who was talking was also inevitable. He was quick and quick.
– Yes, Mr. Kim, let 's talk about it. What do you have as a representative writer for Korea?
"What, what …? Are you insulting me now? "- It's not an insult. Did you have anything after the essay 20 years ago? I know that you did not get very good evaluation of 3 ~ 4 works.
"Try this! Thank you! "- Honestly, do you know what I heard that day? I heard that Mr. Kim wrote his name when he voted. Whether it is true or not, the reaction is not so good. Do you have to know that you can put everything down and leave your mind at once?
"Yes, it is! I do not know, so hang up! "
Chunsik shouted like a fire and stopped the phone.
Even though he was going to go crazy with shame, he was thinking about who he was.
Because it was a fact.

*** "These days my father saved the studio separately. So I can not see you often. "
"Ah, yes …"
Rebuilding recovers his head.
It was the answer of the mystery which came out when I asked about respect for Tae Jin.
"It's April again already."
"I mean. Time goes by so fast. "
It was a lunch spot with a bright spot that I met for a long time.
Reconstruction from Myeongseok, who became head of the male publishing group, felt no change.
I was just getting a little more busy than I was, and it just added a little bit of sadness that I could not edit my own writing. "It was very noisy. You must have had a hard time, Mr. Ha. "
No. Rather, many people were tired because of me. "
The three representative artists of the Korea-China Cultural Diplomacy were concluded with Oh Tae Jin, Ha Jae Gun, and Kim Chun Sik.
Public opinion, which was noisy as the warm spring breezes began to blow, gradually became calm.
"Anyway today, Mr. Oh has given me a really precious time, so I need to hear a lot of opinions about what to write."
"Haha, yes. You are planning your best work in cultural affairs. "
"I wanted to ask the chairman, too, but I'm sorry."
“······.” He could not find a word to answer, and he laid his eyes down.
I did not mean that my father's work was suspected to be plagiarism, and that I was getting colder in front of the reconstruction.
Right then.
Drink!
"Sorry, wait a minute."
The reconstruction pulled out the vibrating cell phone from the pocket.
When he saw the number on the LCD, he accidentally raised his body.
The name on the registered number was 'questionable reader'.
"Hello?" – Excuse me. I am Choi Hyun-joo, who works at Gyeongcheon Police Station in Gyeongju. Are you a rebuild teacher?
The reconstruction in the voice of the woman was excited and raised two eyes.
The police were totally unexpected.
"Ah yes. Yes. What am I doing? "- Do you know Mr. Seo?
"Yes …?" – I contacted you to see Mr. Seo's cell phone. There is only one record in which the message was sent, which is why he is a teacher.
Reconstruction has forgotten even the presence of the beautiful seated face and solidified the body. It was even more of a shock to the police that the message was sent from the police.
Hello? Ha Rehab teacher? Teacher
"I heard······. I will go right now. "