Chapter 165

Chapter 165

21 – If it does not exist (10) The reconstruction stood firm with the cell phone attached to the ear.
Indeed, it was a long time to hear, but I could tell at once.
-How you doing······?
His slim voice was shaking in jeopardy. Is it because of a guilty plea that you can not tell your name? Reconstruction has been spoken out of thought.
"How are you. What about Mr. Yasul? "- I am a writer, too. No … I'm sorry. I am doing well thanks to you.
"I can comfortably call you as before." – I knew that you were great in the past, but I really felt like I started living an actor. So I feel a little difficult to call my brother · · · · · · · · · ·. Since the moment ……….
The reconstruction laughed at the figurine. It was nice to have a unique tone of artistry. He gestured to Jeong Jin and asked for permission.
"Girl I watched the war fun." – Oh, I'm ashamed.
"He likes acting. At that time I saw you again. "- It was the first time I had no experience. Thank you for taking good care of me.
"I'm looking forward to a mustard bath."
The conversation was interrupted and static.
The reconstruction awaited the words to lead to sleep. Soon, Yalta, Sighs tickled his ear.
– Not surprised.
"Sometimes I was thinking. I have not been able to get in touch with you ever since. "- I'm really sorry to hear from you late.
"I do not want to apologize." – After success, I wanted to go to my older brother, so I could not contact him until now … "I understand." – I heard Yoon Tae Sung Director today. I got a call from Tin City Pictures, and I saw an audition for a girl with that kind of agony. "Oh, yeah? It's great. " My brother was doing that …. I heard everything. My brother recommended me to Tincent Pictures. Rebuilding got a lot of noise, and it sounded a little light on the nose. When he switched to the topic, he recalled his memory of the past.
"When will you find the necklace?" – Oh … Can you take a little more care?
"When? Now you've got enough of Mr. Yasel. "- Not yet. "Not yet." So I'd like you to take care of it a little more.
"It sounds like you do not want to meet me." – He is not like that.
At the time, he was embarrassed by a joke and stumbled to his horse.
– I want to see you, but I am so busy, I just apologize for calling you right now, and I am so sorry, so that's why I want to meet you.
"I've been kidding. As Mr. Yasser thinks, it is not too busy to have time to eat, so please contact me when you want to contact me. "- Thank you very much, Brother. I do not care that many things in my mind · · · · the grace I received from my brother will not pay for life.
"Thanks to your talent, Mr. Yasul, it's not my strength."
JinJin approached and pointed at the wristwatch.
The reconstruction nods and speaks to the cell phone.
"I have to stop today. I have to go out for dinner with my friend. "- Oh, I'm sorry. I'll contact you later. Enjoy your dinner, brother.
"Yes, Mr.
Reconstruction broke the phone and raised the body.
Jeong-jin was pounding his head to the left and right as if it was aversion.
"Is she a woman again? Who is this time? Artist Actor
"I'm an actor."
The rebuilding was short answer.
It was for the future of the artist that I did not add "You know it". Her dark past was not going to get out of her mouth until she entered the grave. ……

B: Thank you so much. I will read it as clean as possible and I will return it immediately. "
The reconstruction said with a smile. There was an old book in his hands that was full of color.
It was the midday summer day. In the world where the sun is shining, the haze of the azaleas has been rising steadily. The cafe inside the city center where the air conditioner is running was pleasant.
"I will give it as a gift.
The right side of the moon said.
The reconstruction was frowned and lifted up.
"Do you mean to give me this rare book? How is this precious … ·····. "
"Because there is a person who finds a book, it is a law that values ​​it. It is a book that I put in the depths of the library and did not look for long. Please do not take it. "
Thank you very much You have lunch, editor. Please say anything. I'll take it as an express. "
"Haha, right? I will make my purse very thin today. "
The two of them burst into laughter.
Afterwards, Kyeongseok put down a sip of coffee and said a horse.
"Your teacher will be busy again."
"It does not look like that. There is nothing more to write than a dull movie scenario and Oscar's dungeon. I am much more busy around me than I am. "
Reconstruction continued to speak, reminiscent of the faces of many helpers, including the bright spot in front of you.
"It feels weird these days. I am still going, but I am working on everything. "
"I know what you mean."
"The mustard bathroom is made of games and movies, Oscar's dungeon is translated into China through Tin-Cent, the novel goes out, the US market is sea, and the editor-in-chief will take charge again. There are some things you can look very busy for others to see. However, I am quite idle as a writer. "
"Well, if you're too busy, why do not you use the next one?"
The bright smile was a joke.
The reconstruction was careful for a moment and opened his mouth carefully.
"In fact, I write little by little."
"Oh, really?"
The bright star stood up, with both eyes rolled up.
As the editor of the company, he was particularly interested in the next work of reconstruction.
"Yes, I actually started feeling like an ecstasy, and I did not tell anyone except my father. However, the volume has been considerable, and I think it would be better for the editor-in-chief to give some words. "
"What is the content? I'd like to read it right away. "
"This is a picaresque short story book. Various characters come out in the background of the market. Would you like to take a look at it? "
"Oh, do you have it now? I want to see you right away. "
Reconstruction took out the tablet PC from the bag. He brought the manuscript file to the screen and then handed it to Ming.
"I just wrote two of them. Thank you for your review. "
Bright Star took the tablet PC and took his eyes to the screen.
The title 'Market and People' was first seen. Below it was the title of the first short film, 'The Guard of the Market', and the second short story, 'The Daughter of the Market'.
Hum…
"Why?"
No. Then I will read it. "
He corrected his glasses and started to read two short stories on the fly. Because the volume was not long, it was perused without rushing.
'You have a hard time.'
Before reading the first short story, I noticed the bright spot.
Rebuilding began to write these novels at what it feels like.
Like the father of reconstruction, the security guard in the short story was on the cheek of the new landlord.
Myeongseok read the first short story in a moment and entered the second short story.
This time, it was the story of a man who sells glutinous rice cake. It was the same with the previous security guard that he was a man who was troubled by his army and could not give up his hopes of life.
'It's good······.'
At some point, Kyeong Seok unwittingly turned his head around. Again, the reconstruction work was not disappointing. The simple and calm sentence was seeping into my chest without filtration.
"I read it very well."
Before long, I read everything and I heard my head shine.
"My feeling is very good. The first and second short stories are different, and it is also interesting that the story is organically linked to the same space. "
Thank you. I was worried about what I was going to say to be honest. "
"How many pieces will you plan to use?"
"I think about ten to twelve. Actually, I was a little clogged. It was not easy to decide the main characters of each short story. I am a profession but I want the hardships of the profession and the reality to naturally connect with the background of the market. It is very difficult to show that. "
"Do not hurry and think slowly. I am not worried about the fact that the world knows well that I write well.
Myeongseok encouraged reconstruction so that he fingered his face with the expression that he thought it was too late.
"Now I just thought, why not put one creator?"
"Creator?"
"Yes, I am a professional who works here, whether it is a novel, a cartoon or a movie. It would not be too bad to look at the life of a poor writer. "
The bright spot was the finger of the table.
"I think you should catch the artist character well. If a good person does not work and writes only in writing, no matter how poor or hard it is, it will not be easy to get the sympathy of the readers. "
"I think so. Well, I love you. I have to catch a poor writer character once. "
Reconstruction has already fallen into thought. The bright spot waited without disturbance. Workers who wanted to have lunch at the streets outside the window started pouring out. ……

"Why, why was the phone suspended?"
Tae – sung, who was picking up his cell phone, had a puzzled face.
It was the last day of the 'mustard bath' shooting scene. It was a long time that I called friends who were close to my college days. But the returning voice was the guiding sound of the machine, not the motive.
"It's weird. I can not talk to me and change my number. "
As I was muttering my self, my anxieties got worse. Likewise, he also dreamed of becoming a film director since his college days. But unlike Taesung, the motive was still not fulfilling that dream.
'What's going on?'
Taesung followed up his memories to recall the motive home address he had visited long ago.
It was a basement room of a shabby house. The damp scenery seemed to be in front of me. It was a time when it was very difficult to live in motives or temples.
"Please clean up. I will go somewhere for a while. "
After thinking, Taesung stood up from his seat. It was not just a motive for forgetting. He immediately rose up in his car and started the boots.
It did not take long to reach the destination, Shillim-dong.
Taesung stopped at a nearby paid parking lot. It was because it was difficult to drag the car into the winding alley.
"I think I was right here …."
Taesung stumbled through memories and passed through the alleys of the city streets. After a long time, he found a familiar house, and he smiled with a welcoming smile.
"Right here."
When I opened up the rusty gate and heard it, my memory was clearly revived.
Taesung stepped down the stairs at the corner of the yard and went down. And I knocked on the door of the room.
"The galaxy. Where is it? I'm a temperate. "
There was nothing to come back.
I knocked on the door again and called it, but it was blurry. There was only silence beyond the door.
Taesung's hand turned to the door knob. When I turned around, the door was open. He opened the door with some ominous feeling. The landscape of the obsolete single room came in at a glance.
“Oh, Lee Eunha! "
A woman in the corner of the room was lying down like a dead man. Tae Sung 's precious motive was. Cowardy did not even take off his shoes and jumped into the room.
"Hey, the galaxy! Lee Eun Ha! Get your mind up! "
When I lay down, I saw the face where the bone was attached. His limbs were dry and his breath was feeble as if he were going to be cut off immediately. Tae Sung was able to recognize at a glance that he was in severe malnutrition.
"Why do not you contact me, you son of a bitch!"
Tae Sung stood up with his motive as a corpse, except for his pride. It was as light as a child and seemed to have tears. It was a regretful regret that I had not been able to contact them because I was busy.
Who are you
A 50-year-old mistress hid the Tae-sung who came out of the galaxy. There was a sense of caution in the expression.
"I'm a friend. I think I'm in a bad shape, so I'm going to the hospital. "
“Right. I am pushed for two months now and ask me if I wake up. "
Tae-sung looked at the mistress with her teeth. Then she took out a check for one million won in her wallet, grabbed her hand roughly and spit it out.
"Let's look at the situation personally and let's talk."
"No, what am I doing?" "Oh, please."
Taesung carried the galaxy back on its way. He took a rough breath but he did not slow down his feet.
When the parked car looked far away, the galaxy was buried in the back, and the two eyes widened. As soon as she realized that her opponent was Tae – sung, she laughed and closed his eyes again.

21 – Make it without (10) End