Chapter 164

Chapter 164

21 – Makes it if it does not (9) 21 – Makes it if it does not (9) Long ago, Taejun opened his mouth with a slender sigh.
"There was a man long ago. It was a writer who wrote novels. "
The former manager loosened his tie.
It is because Tae Jin's intuition is that it will not be short.
"I was a stranger to writing. And I actually wrote well. I have written countless works without regard to short stories. He has swept all of the leading literary awards in Korea, and became a giant who received praise of the paragraphs around forty years old. Modern novel is a form of narrative based on realism, which is overwhelming in terms of subject consciousness and sanctity … … "
Taejun suddenly clouded the end, and he laughed at the former chief.
"I'm sorry. … "
"No, sir."
"He was a great writer anyway. He was a professor at the same time, and many disciples studied under him. and also The teacher was particularly extraordinary about one of the many disciples. "
Taejun closed his eyes and put his words in his head.
“……For the sake of convenience, I will call the disciple A. A was a young man who would have been a writer since birth. Everything in his life would result in writing. "
As I listened to the story, the former president suddenly became curious.
What was the relationship between A and Tae Jin?
"A little thing did not pass too lightly. It was everyday to observe, worry, experience, and unfold a single phase that I learned through it. I have to admit that even a teacher who knows nothing but writing can not show his business card in front of A. "
"I do not think the A person really used it so hard that the teacher said so."
Taejin tilted his upper body back and shook his head.
"It is not the level of expression that I wrote hard. A had already taught more than 3,000 short films before becoming a college student. "
"3,000 pieces … … Yiyo
The former chief was unable to do so.
Before he was twenty, he completed 3,000 short stories in an art form. I need to spend one year every day for 365 days. It was an incredible story.
"The Master taught his disciples to the best of his ability. Maybe I was glad to see myself in the past who was passionate about A. A also counts the heart of the teacher who loves himself and has done his best. I really admired the teacher. A, who was a parenthood parent, thought he was his father. According to the teacher's delicate guidance and advice, A's writing became more and more elaborate. "
Taejun woke up with a sip of water.
The two eyes of the former chief, who was immersed in the story, were closely watching him.
"The writing of A was great. I freely destroyed the walls of the genre that had settled like customs, but I cherished even the slightest theme that I had been given to my heart. If his teacher was the author who did his best conservatively in a given frame, then he would go one step further and build his own novel world. "
"Then you got a better student than a teacher?"
"Yeah, I guess that was the starting point. From the moment A broke the skin … … "
“……?” After another flash, a roar sounded.
Taejun's face was covered with the darkness of a night-blowing night.
"The teacher suddenly realized. The disciples who taught with all their heat and sexuality had already ascended higher than themselves. Now it means that you are not taught yourself but rather have a position to learn. What was the teacher's feeling at the time? "
The former chief, who received his ear, was troubled for a moment.
I was hesitant to answer the answer to him was the Taejin.
"As I said before, the mentor was always doing his best. But it was a blemish that I insisted on the old and old way of following the generation, and also the border surrounding itself. No, maybe I wanted to get out but I could not find the way. "
"It is very difficult for me to answer your words because I am not familiar with the writing."
"It's not important. What really matters is … … From this point on, the affection of the teacher who had for his disciples changed after Ji-shi. A came to seek advice, avoided the excuse, and there was no eye contact during class. "
"I am very sorry to hear somehow."
"A who did not know the situation was very disturbed. I was just tired of the teacher because of me, and I was just doing my own fault. "
Tae Jin 's eyes moved to the bottle on the table.
After some silence, he asked the former chief.
"I'm sorry, but I will go and get you a glass of liquor?"
"Yes, sir."
The former chief brought a small liqueur.
Taejin pulled the cup to the side of the bottle and opened his mouth again.
"On a spring day when the cold winter passed and I became a sophomore, A finally came to see the master with the finished feature. The teacher was not there. Without a star, A came back with his letter on the teacher's desk with his manuscript. The teacher who read the manuscript of A later could not be surprised. "
No way. Was it a novel that slandered the teacher? "
"No, the writing is so good. The disciples who were still growing without knowing the end, were afraid of the rest. "
Ah…
"But the Master hid his mind completely. Furthermore, he abused the infinite trust of his disciples toward him. This feature has been severely criticized since the beginning. "
"That's too … … ! "
The former president raised his voice without knowing it.
Tae – jin was looking at a dirty window with a smile.
"A wrote well, but it was so pure. It was just a respectful Master 's word, and I thought about it and sold it to the next work. I diligently showed my master to the novel, and every time I fell to the master. After all, I did not get the teacher's approval until I graduated from that day. "
"I think the heart of man is terrible. So What happened after that? "
"A year after leaving the campus, a few years later, the Master showed me his long-awaited work through the Literary Prize. It really got a lot of repercussions. It was an excellent masterpiece than all the works I've written so far. "
Now, the former chief of staff had expected some story to lead. Taejun added to him that his complexion was getting harder and harder.
Really? You might have guessed to some extent that you heard the story. It was A's novel. All four of the novels written by A have been written together, so I just put together a good piece and it was a finished piece. Some of the parts were all taken at the same time. "
Never. The master plagiarizes his pupil's work! That … … Was it just that A disciple saw it all the time? "
The former director resented and asked.
He was inherited from his deceased father who had a tendency to distinguish between right and wrong. I could not forgive the mentor in the story.
"A did not get stuck in my room. I was worried about them at the time, and according to the people they visited, they were not sane. All day long I was staring at the air with unfocused eyes.
"Of course you were shocked. I understand. He must have hated the teacher, huh? "
"Are you sure?"
Taejun was told by the strange face of the word. His thick hands were heading towards the flask on the table.
"A while after a while, I was looking for a teacher. The gift was a bottle of ginseng soup. It was his master's favorite drink. "
“……?” The sight of the former director moved from his face to the bottle on the table. This wine bottle in front of me also had a few roots of ginseng in it.
"A did not say any resentment to the nervous master. I'm just going to leave for more learning and I'm sorry that I will not be able to see you for a long time. I left a bottle of wine with that horse and said farewell to the Master. "
Taejin picked up the lid of the bottle.
From the bottom of the flask opened in decades, the faint aroma of the years was pouring out.
"The Master did not give a hand to the liquor that he lived. I could not understand. Instead of grumbling against the master who steals his own writing, he gave the gift of ginseng that the teacher liked. "
"President, do you think … … ? "
"The other disciple watched the Master's dying. The teacher confessed to the disciple before he was breathing, in a mixed spirit. I dare say you did not have the courage to drink it. I could not afford the result either way. After the master died, the liquor was taken by the student himself. "
The former chief was half-hearted.
Tae-jin was not even aware that he was following the glass with a bottle.
Soon after he was convinced that he was one of his mentors, he became a spirit.
"Sir, sir? Do not eat! "
The old chief was freaked out and stood up.
Taejun was already drinking a glass of alcohol. I had no idea what personality A had.
"Do not worry."
Daimashin put down the cup and Taejun hit his hands.
"Nothing's going to happen."
"Ha, but the president … … ! The liquor might be … … ! "
A thin smile broke out at Tae Jin's mouth.
It was a comforting and grinning laugh. The head was reminiscent of an old friend who was so big and brilliant that a gloomy teacher could not bear it.
"I do not remember the face of his friend right now. Just like looking through a wet window … … "
Taejun muttered so small that he could only hear himself. Then, after a while, the bottle was recommended to the former president.
"You have a good drink, do you want a drink? So far, what I have said is a joke. "
"President… … "
One of the dubious bureaucrats was drunk politely while watching.
Taejun dropped the bottle and leaned back on the sofa, watching the bitter reverberation in his mouth.

*** "Yes, Mr. Hye Sang. Hi."
The reconstruction picked up the cue ball to hit the billiard ball and received a call. Jeong Jin stood over the table and was staring at me.
"It 's no big deal. Yes, it is August, so the weather is very hot. Oh, you saw the article. Thank you for your congratulations. I am not feeling it yet because it is Chinese side. It seems like you will know something like sales volume after a while. "
JinJin approached and licked his lips and said 'Announcer Park Hye-sang?'I asked.
As the reconstruction nodded his head, he went back and tried to get away.
"Yes, I want to radio once in a while. A mustard bathroom when it opens. I'll see you then and have dinner. Clear right. Then I'll see you later. "
As soon as the reconstruction called off, Jung Jin grabbed his arm and asked.
"Hey, what is it? Is it a real EBC announcer Park Hye-pang? Do you have dinner with a flower mimo, Park Hye Sang? "
"Since I have a lot of friends, I am going to treat them."
Jung Jin grabbed my head with both hands and groaned.
Wow… It's in a real room! It's a novel, a game, a movie, a Chinese game, and Nabal, huh ?! It 's a big hit with a phone call from Park Hye Sang. When did we really rebuild the reconstruction? "
"Do not fuss. My turn? "
"Hey, is billiard a problem now? Ah, I envy you, Ha rebuilt. I do not want to have a dinner with Park Hye Sang. "
"You reach Hyozin."
Dawg!
The billiard ball reached out with a cheerful sound. I could not touch the target with one difference, and I saw the ball that came back, and the reconstruction was appetizing.
"I was too slippery because I was too early to finish."
"I blame the equipment that is not necessarily technology. Just like you
JinJin dragged his tongue and priced the billiard ball.
He succeeded in three cushions neatly and he seemed to grasp his fist.
"I won? Shoot dinner sashimi. "
"What is the rainy day? Hyogin also calls me when I think about it. Let's eat three. "
"Hehe, would I?"
Jeong Jin called immediately. Hyojin was ready and ready to go.
"When will you confess to Hyojin? Did not you say you confess right after you got promoted? "
"Yeah, I thought you'd be quicker than you and Sue. Timing is really hard. "
Jung Jin was one of the few people who knew between reconstruction and Sui.
When I first heard it through the mouth of reconstruction, I was not surprised at all. Someday I knew that they would be together.
"It's a waste of the next thirty, Ha. I would have been a sorcerer if I had stayed one more year. "
"What a nonsense, again."
"If you think about it, there is no problem even if you are interested in Park Hye Sang or anyone. Sui is an overwhelming goddess. "
"Is not that right?"
"Look at what you like and get lost. Anyway, be careful not to rumor. Even if you are dignified, you may feel uncomfortable when you see news from Taiwan. "
"Yes, I see. I'll be careful. "
Drink!
The cell phone placed on the table trembled.
It was an unknown number.
The reconstruction, which I hesitated because I thought it might be a media coverage request, finally got a call.
"Hello?" – Hello … … .

21 – If not, make it (9) End