Chapter 163

Chapter 163

21 – Makes it absent (8) 21 – Makes it absent (8) "Yes, I do not know if you went well. Ah yes. I've heard that well. Yes, I will contact you again. rest."
The reconstruction that broke the phone ran on the elevator with the door open.
I met Rizting and came to Bucheon Artist Office to pick up Rika.
"Uh, reconstruction is brother. Are you early? "
I was greeted by a fellow who was writing solo.
The reconstruction was answered by holding Garica in the window frame.
"I thought you would eat until dinner, but it was sooner than I thought. Liz Ting is tired. But why are you alone? "
"Minhong and my sister went to the theater. Hyung Kyung's brother went to 2 marts to buy a newly bought keyboard. "
Really? Then let's have dinner with me. "
"Good. What would you like to eat? "
"Let's go out and fix it."
"Yes, brother. Wait. Just save. "
I saved my writing and ended the word program. Then the reconstruction told him to turn off the notebook.
Wait a minute Send it off. "
Four
"I refuse to write up to four books. Send me a file because I'll eat it. "
Ah… Yeah.
The face of the pauper who answered without force was shaded.
Reconstruction promptly asked.
What's wrong? you look upset. Is there a problem? "
“…….” "Why not? You ask. "
"He, it is … … "
He stood up, scratching his back.
Even if he disliked his pants, he stood up like a man.
"I'm working hard, but I do not have much fun."
"So you're going to see if it's fun or not. What does your dude say? "
"From the manuscripts of three books, I have not shown them yet."
"Bring it. I do what I always do and why I do it today. "
Rebuilding and Yeonwoo took place in one of the restaurants in the nearby building arcade. The pot was mixed in a large pot in the middle of the table and the stew boiled. I was reading from the manuscript of the moonworm without touching the spoon.
Hmm …
Rebuilding glared at me with a bit of hyeongeonyeongeonyeo gogyeotyeo goggyeotda eyewear. At the very end of the act alone, the chimpanzee shook his shoulders.
"Read everything."
My heart burned down.
I did not read it well.
There was a period of time together, so I had to go through a bit of reconstruction. Negative appreciation was obvious.
"I'm a sister."
The reconstruction calls down the cell phone.
I heard a tsuki wavered nervously.
"Do you want to drink soju?"
"Ah yes… … I like it, brother. "
The reconstruction took Suzhou upside down and took the bottom of the bottle several times with the elbow. I was looking at it all the time.
"I used to wonder, why do you do it?"
"It's better than just shaking it."
"Is there really grounds?"
"Yeon – woo, do not be so mean. That's not your character. "
The two of them laughed together. I followed a drink to each other 's cup and shared a toast. The reconstruction was at the end when I passed the cold drink to the umbel.
"Do not write too nervously."
“…….” "It was okay until the second half of volume 3, and then the story becomes somewhat heavy. I feel that I am focused on inner conflict rather than growth of the main character. Especially in the 4th volume, it is fantastic to come to the president of the conglomerate and give the company to the protagonist.
"I actually thought so. I did not think about the development, so I used it without knowing it. "
"It can be when you write. It's okay, you have to fix it. "
Reconstruction recommended a bottle.
As he was holding his hands together, he woke up his nose.
"I'll try hard."
"Just like now. Do not be impatient. Now, once again to the top of the counterattack, toast. "
He smiled and laughed and left the cup at once.
He asked for relief of the stew first on the reconstruction plate.
"Did you have fun with Mr. Lizzing?"
"Uh, I've talked a lot and I've asked a lot of questions about my work. It was a dream time. "
Rebuilding took out a book of Chinese textbook in the bag.
"I bought it on the way. To study. "
"Chinese?"
"Every time I have to talk through an interpreter, it is very difficult. Liz Ting can not speak English at all, so I have to learn. "
"I am also rebuilding. I'm an executive. "
He put a spoonful of rice in his mouth and took his gaze to the TV. Highlight notice of 8 o'clock news was flowing out.
“Oh,
When I watched the far – away TV, I saw two eyes.
Rebuilding and meeting with Lizzing are the reasons for the news.
"Reconstruction is about brother, brother."
Me
The reconstruction that I looked at the TV also circled the eyes. I just met a few hours together today and it is already news.
I was talking while checking out the internet.
"People look at your brother, took pictures and uploaded SNS. The internet is also in a hurry. Do you think the reporters rushed forward to Mr. Lizzing's hotel? "
Really?
The reconstruction took out the cell phone and connected to the Internet.
When searching by the name of Lizzing, the articles came out. By clicking on the most recent article, I was able to see a picture of Lizzing surrounded by reporters in the background of the hotel.

[……Liz Ting said, "There was a Korean artist who really likes and admires. Before I died, I was convinced that no more writers would come out of Korea. ""But I realized the artist called Ha-Hae Gun and changed my mind.""He added.

The heart of the reconstruction that read the article became strange.
I was also very curious about who Korean writer Liz Ting admired.
The sentence continued.

[……Asked who is the respectable Korean writer, Lizzing said, "He is already out of the world."I just left it inside the hotel. "

'People who are already out of the world … … ? '
A single line of sentences dug into the brain.
Why is it so intense?
The reconstruction was repeated several times to recite the word.
"Brother, why are you doing that?"
"Wait a minute, I'll call you."
The reconstruction immediately called the Liesitting interpreter.
As soon as the call was connected at the end of the beep, he smacked.
"I'm really sorry, but can you tell who the artist Liz Ting mentions to reporters? He who has already left the world. "- Please wait a moment.
On the other side of the radio, there was a conversation in Chinese between the interpreter and Lizzing.
The reconstruction breathed lips irritably with unexpected expectations.
Looking back, from the very first time we met, Lizzing said strangely. You can read your soul, because you can feel two opposing aura in writing. In fact, it was a joke as to the reconstruction that accepted the qualities of Seon Kwon Woo.
If the writer Han Liz Ting said in the 'Gon … … . '
It was a reconstruction that could not put a cord of hope even though it was thought to be overconfidence.
After a while, the interpreter's voice rang in my ear.
"Sorry. I was delayed." It is said that he spoke to Mr. Kang Byeongha.
"Kang Byung Ha … … Teacher? "
At the same time as rebuilding, I felt my throat loosening. He was also a familiar name. He was a well-known writer in Korea, so long as his short story is on his textbook.
At least it was not a hint.
– Yes, especially the feature "Jongno middle" is a masterpiece that will not be again. This work is the best of all works of Kang Byung-Ha, and it is hard to find it. Liz Ting is now out of his hands.
B: Thank you so much. "I will take a look."
I called off the phone and I rebuilt the name 'Kang Byung-Ha' on the Internet. His profile with the old black and white photographs surfaced on the screen.
Born in 1929 in Gyeongju … … 1995 Death from nervous breakdown … … . '
Could it be because I was tired of the textbook I was studying.
Or is it because there were too many books to read in the world?
Reconstruction realized that I had hardly encountered the works of Kang Byeong-Ha, except for short stories in textbooks.
'I said in the middle of Jongno … … ? '
The reconstruction immediately searched for Lissuting's "Jongno middle".
And I knew that the book was not sold anywhere. The reason was indeed unexpected.

[……He rejected all the literary awards that he could have won with his most recent work, "Jongno middle of the road". I even broke the contract with the publisher and tried to retrieve all the first edition books. Hundreds of missing pieces in this process are extremely rare … … .]

'I reject all prestations and destroy contracts … … ? '
It was the reason why Lizzing said it would be hard to get a book.
What the hell is this?
Why did Nobel Literary Prize winner hid from the world why it was so energetic that it was so magnificent?
'I'd like to read … … . '
The rebuilding was a desperate attempt to shut down the Internet, but it was futile. Soon after, I concluded that I could not save my own strength.
"Brother, look at the meal."
"Well, yes."
Drink!
A phone call came from the bright spot to hear the spoon.
The reconstruction seemed to laughed at him and grabbed his cell phone again.
"Yes, my editor." – I gave you a call to see the article. Did you enjoy your date with Liz Ting today? Hahaha
"Iknow, right. I had no idea who was watching. Oh, there you are. I'm sorry, can I ask you a question? "- Yes, yes. Go ahead.
"Do you know a feature called Gong Byeong Ha in the middle of Jong Kang?" – Uh … … Yes, that whole piece of work was recalled?
"Yes, Mr. Lizing praised this work as the best. I want to read it, but there is no way to save it. So, just in case … … "
Reconstruction blurred the end.
– I have one.
Four Are you sure? "- What a surprise. I'll be in the library and look for it once.
"Oh, thank you very much. I am really impressed. "- Hahaha, I will have dinner next time. Then I'll look up and contact you.
"Thank you, editor. I'll be waiting. "

*** Bum!
After finishing the conversation with reconstruction, Myeongseok immediately went to the library.
It was an extensive study that was shared with my father Taejin. It was a place where more than 50,000 copies were kept. It was a book everywhere.
'Could be about this … … . '
Ming stood after the dim memory and scouted through a corner.
Behind his back, the door opened and Tae Jin came in.
"Honey, I'll have dinner."
"Yes, Father. I'm looking for a book. "
In answer, bright eyes did not stop both eyes and hands. Interesting Tae Jin approached and asked.
"I will help. What book? "
"Oh, in the middle of Jongno."
"In the middle of Jongno … … ? "
"Kang Byeong-ha's works. You know my father? "
My grandson turned to her smiling face and asked.
Tae-jin was only ringing once with a firm face.
"Why are you looking for the book all of a sudden?"
"Ha rebuilding artist finds."
“What?”
"I want to read it because it is a praiseworthy work, but it says there is no way to save it. So I asked if I could get it. Oh, I found it. "
The bright smile laughed and picked up an old book.
Soon he laughed away from his face as he returned with the book. Is not Taejun in front of you standing idly like a ghost?
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“…….” "Father, why are you doing that?"
“Umm . . . Uh, no, it's nothing. "
Taejun answered his face with his head.
There were scattered memories in his head that he still could not drive.
"I have found you soon. Let's go to dinner now. "
"Yes, I am hungry. Let's go. "
While the whole family gathered together for dinner, Taejun had been questioning all the time.
Reconstruction has already recorded two consecutive coincidences in his mind. A total of three coincidences are put together by 'Jongno middle'.

That night. Taejin could not sleep because he sat on the sofa in the living room.
A heavy rain constantly beat the car. There was an old bottle of ginseng on the table in front of Taejin. Taejin was gazing endlessly on the bottle with his shaking eyes.
"President, have not you slept yet?"
"Oh, the former chief. I suffered. Come and sit down. "
The former chief sat in a polite attitude across from Tae Jin.
His age is now in his forties.
I inherited the work of my deceased father, and I became a part of my second generation Taejin.
"Are you awake when you are sleeping in the thunderstorm?"
"No, I just thought of old times … … "
Another flash of light.
The roar of the ears, followed by the sound of the ears. Wait for the sound to be heard, said the chief.
"If you do not mind me, let me know, sir."
"It's not something I can say specifically."
Tae Jin 's eyes were already agitated while saying so with his mouth. It was the night that I could not exhaust without spewing out the full memory of my breath.
"A long time ago… … "

21 – Makes it if it does not (8) End