Chapter 247
29 – I can not speak English but it's okay (4) 29 – I can not speak English but it's okay (4) – Did you see the news, Eugene? Did you see the news that the Breath was covered? Did you see the news that breathing the Brethren was breathing?
Aiden was an excited voice.
Eugene was quick to speak without giving a break.
– Ha Rebuilding Teacher It is a lie if you did not expect to deliver it to Michael. Wow, I could not imagine so far though. Our representative, Ben, is out of control. I still dance in front of me. When the dance is over, I will sit at the salary bargaining table with me.
"Congratulations, Aiden. Please ask me to double up. "
Eugene grasped my cheek that I did not stop laughing.
This is a miracle, as we have seen in the title of the article. As she read her thoughts, Aiden said.
– If you were another writer, you could have just passed. But I did not go past Dr. Ha. Signed and gave me a book, Michael saw how to buy it and bought a laptop. Michael was very impressed. Not just Michael, but many Americans. Oh My God Jesus!
"Keep your excitement down, Aiden. Just relax and snuggle. What about the local situation? Can you feel the change? "- I was thinking about it from now on. Your order phone is awesome. It is also sold on the internet. All our employees ran to the printing shop. Now 100,000? 200,000? no I'll sell 2 million copies of 1 million breaths.
Eugene grasped his fist in unintentionally. It was fortunate not to end up as a one-off topic. It is directly connected to a certain amount of sales.
– So I have something to say, Eugene.
"What is it? Tell me. "- I got a call from the Times. I would like to have a great deal of interviews with Dr. Breath and Ha Hae-joon.
“Are you sure?” Why is it so important now ?! "
Eugene's breathing is back again.
Interview with LA Times.
It is no longer the best time to enter the top 10.
"I'll arrange a schedule with Dr. Haejung. I'll let you know I can interview you in the near future. "- Thank you, Eugene. He did a good job marketing in New York. I'm really grateful to Eugene.
Eugene, who finished the call, immediately dialed the number of reconstruction. The world outside the window was sunny.
Yes, sir, I Sooner or later I will go home again. No, you're getting pregnant. Yes, please contact me. "
The reconstruction ended the call and put down the cell phone. I was looking for the Internet next door, as if I was waiting.
"And, reconstruction is brother. It's not a real joke. Because of Michael 's talk, I was talking about Breath, I was talking about sea and mustard bath. The same author works. "
"I said that before you called, you."
"The news makes the news real. Wow, brother! Mustard bathroom Buyer's parlor Mountain! I bought a copy for $ 1.8 million and you were quiet! But I'm in the mood for an actor! It's the latest article about three hours ago! "
"Lower your voice. Are we here alone? "
The reconstruction was once again put into the mouth of the udon noodles.
It was an arcade restaurant near the artist office building.
It was a late breakfast to write all night and to eat together with pheasant.
"I'm in the market for more Brethren, I have news related to my brother and sister. We really have to figure out how to rebuild our character. Michael is too cool. It's a great boy. "
"It's as good as you."
"Are you sincere, dear?"
"Yes, I am sincere, so if you are happy, you are my price."
He opened his breast and nodded his head.
"Let me have more, brother. Would it be a bowl of udon? I also got the pork, and I could have a menu here. "
The reconstruction answered with a smile and ate udon silently.
It was fortunate that I was energetic.
After his father's death, his life as a writer was definitely in order.
I did not have any mental disorientation and I started to write regularly regardless of my grades. Sometimes sleeping and nightmares are heavy, but they will get better.
"But the evil spirits of this guy do not disappear until the end."
She looked at her cell phone with an uncomfortable smile and muttered.
"I'm just going to be a little too busy, but I often see kids who are badly bad. You have to take all these guys like you, family. "
"You do not care because the lawyer will take care of that."
"What are you going to do today?"
"I have to go home. If you receive an e-mail in the LA Times, write your answer and write off the evil of the person at the time you leave. "
The chief lady scratched the back of the head and said carefully.
"I honestly read the manuscript you showed me about what the evil of a man was.
"I do not know. What I'm writing. It's not clear yet. "
"Besides, every time I read something, I was asphyxiated. I was terrified when I read the mustard bathroom, but the feeling is a bit different. Hmm … I hope that my brother will continue to write fantasy or martial art rather than write like that. "
"You are writing, hard work. If you have eaten, let's go. You should go in and get some snow. "
The reconstruction did not return to the office but broke up with the fireman in front of the building. When I got on the subway and saw the world outside the window, my mind to go home changed slightly.
'I'm not so tired, but I'll go there for a while.'
Reconstruction from the destination stepped into the place where 'The Breath' was born.
I saw the signboard of the cafe far away, followed by the master washing the windshield.
"How are you?"
Reconstruction delivered a greeting.
The master looked back and laughed so that his mouth would reach under his ears.
"Oh, teacher. long time no see. What are you doing? "
"That's why I'm here today."
"I think it's the first time I've come in such an early time. Come on in. "
Rebuilding into the cafe, he settled on a corner table past the hall where his signature picture frame stuck.
I did not have to order them separately. Now the owner gets the ice americano to know when it comes to rebuilding.
"The Breath of America has already been published in Korea.
I put coffee on the table and it was what the owner said.
"I look abroad news every day these days. I was wondering if there was another article about the Breath. Where else am I just a cafe owner? Is not it the cafe where Breath was born? Hahaha
"Thank you for saying that."
"The guests have also increased significantly. I hope your favorite writers come to me soon, drink coffee, write articles and criticize each other. I was not a salesman and was a spiritual distress, but Mr. Ha really saved a lot of people. "
Rebuilding scratched nose and laughed.
In the meantime, the owner who had disappeared with the tray came back with a book.
It was the English version of "The Breath" in English.
"I was waiting for you when I arrived. Thank you for your autograph. "
"Are you in English, too?"
"As soon as it was published, I bought it through Amazon. I've been studying English since. Hahaha
The owner, who had been signed, joyfully returned to the counter.
I did not speak any more.
I also cut down the sound of music so as not to interrupt the writing of the reconstruction.
'Well, then let's dig deeper into man's malice.'
Rebuilding in a relaxed atmosphere unfolded the laptop.
I heard from the thought that it was good to come to this cafe immediately after writing the first sentence.
It is a familiar cafe, so I can concentrate well. "The Breath" and "Hyundai Chosun Rock" manuscripts also made me feel comfortable.
Tadashi! Tadak!
Get a ride!
How much did he write?
The reconstruction that I felt suddenly heard looked up. An elderly man wearing an improved Hanbok sat next to him.
“Oh, Elder, hello. "
Rebuilding was surprised and stopped ten fingers knocking the keyboard.
Is not he the same old man I met at the grave of Seongeun?
"What are you doing here?"
"Sometimes it's because it's close to where you live. You must be coming here quite often. "
"I'm focused on writing here. Would you like a cup of coffee? I will come. "
Reconstruction stood up.
However, the old man refused to swing his hand and asked, throwing eyes at the notebook.
"What is the coffee and what is the writing?"
"An article?"
"The text you were writing. Can you see me too? "
"Ah yes. There is nothing to write yet. "
The reconstruction moved the laptop to the old man's table.
If it was someone else's request, I would have turned it down. It is an unfinished plaintiff who has not even finished making figures.
However, if this old man encountered in front of the tomb of the great granddaughter is an opponent, the story is different.
"Do not touch the machine. Let the screen down. "
"Yes, if you do, I will hand you over to the next chapter."
The old man sat down and pushed his eyes into the man 's evil manuscript.
Whenever he whispered in a signal that he had read it, rebuilding flipped through the page. It was a manuscript covering dozens of pages, but it did not take long before the elderly read it.
"You're trying to make people jump first."
I read everything and the old man said the first impression.
“······!” Reconstruction shook my body like a person who was stabbed to death.
"You do not even know what the story is going to be. A story will be made as soon as this person you created raises. Do you want to pass all the fictional responsibility to the person you created? "
"Well, you could see that … Yes, that's right. Uh, old man …. "
The embarrassed reconstruction was stuttering.
The old man stabbed his soul without using difficult words or technical terms. The idea that I might be a writer was pushed aside.
"Is it the malice of the people you've ever felt living?"
"Yes, I will."
The old man looked at the notebook and looked straight at the reconstruction.
"This is not your diary, is it a novel?"
"Yes, old man. It's a novel. "
"Then you should know the reader, too?"
"Yes, of course."
"Pay attention to communication. And do not get too embarrassed with this character you made. Become mental. I will go back a little bit. "
The old man finished his speech and rose up.
In the meantime, the reconstruction was deeply involved in the thought of the old man who had just heard.
But the elderly who went to the bathroom after many hours did not come back.
*** "Uh, no …! It's not my fault …! "
"Dad, are you okay? apuchi
Myung Hun shook his shoulder and woke.
Taejun, who had been stirring the air with his arms, opened his eyes. With the mouth opened, I panting my rough breath.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Ha…
Taejin sat up with his sweaty body.
Recently, nightmare has become frequent.
It was already morning when I looked at the clock while choosing to breathe.
"Did Abby get so sick again?"
"Could you hear me in the living room? Please have a glass of water. "
Myung Hoon delivered a cup of lukewarm water.
Taejun breathed the water to the bottom of the cup at once, and then he sighed.
"Is not it because of your father?"
"What a wacky story."
"I think you have been disgruntled since you went out. Father, forgive me now, please. "
Taejun was silent and silent.
Now it seems that Myeongseok could come and take Eugene and accept forgiveness if she could forgive.
But he could not reach out first.
"I do not want to talk about it. Go see your work. I have to go to work. "
"Yes … Come out for breakfast."
After having breakfast with my family. Myeong – hoon stepped out of the house one step at a time.
I turned on the radio and the radio that I heard yesterday came out automatically.
[············································································································································································································································································································································· According to the announcement of Open House, which has a contract, it has sold 2 million copies. Also in the top 10 bestseller list in the LA Times · · ·.]
Myung Hun changed the radio frequency without hearing more.
From the morning commute to hear the story of reconstruction on the radio.
I am still listening to it.
"Curses!"
There is nothing I can do.
Now rebuilding is too big.
There is no way to overcome a writer called reconstruction, even if it is preceded by the enormous power of the Ungung Publishing Group.
Myung Hoon was painful.
Except for the power of the chaebol who had been born, there was nothing better than rebuilding anything.
Right then.
The pop song from the radio is over.
The soothing DJ's voice began to flow through the speakers.
[There is hardly anyone who does not know Oprah. He is a very famous broadcaster who has been the queen of talk shows for over 20 years. It is now a world-renowned black woman who has created a cable channel called the Oprah Knightley Network.]
Interesting Myeong-hoon raised the radio volume slightly.
The name of Oprah Knightley knew of course that. When I was younger than now, I had to take all sorts of decisions to succeed as much as she could by myself.
[Oprah's remarks in the broadcast will be a hot topic. The topic that Oprah dealt with is a coined word that Oprahanization is brought about by the social wave. The book of self-enlightenment that a writer wrote in the past became a global bestseller thanks to the introduction of Oprah on the broadcast.]
At the intersection, the traffic light turned red.
While Myeong-hun brakes and stops.
In silence, the DJ spoke.
[Now I'm going to tell you the readers. Do you know the writer Ha Hae Jang? Maybe you do not know if you are with our breakfast cafe in the morning?]
“······?!” Myeong-hun tried to look at the speaker with a distorted look. The story that started with Oprah Knightley is connected with rebuilding without any delay.
The answer to the question came soon.
[That's why I said that. Because Oprah referred to the reconstructed artist in his SNS. With the statement that a novel written by an Asian writer saved the life of a student who dreamed of an artist. Already this article has exceeded 50 million Retweets. Oprah officially writes novels of reconstructed writers through his show soon ….]
콱!
Myung-hun hit the button with his fist and turned off the radio.
It 's Oprah' s recommendation.
How long do you have to look at the success of reconstruction?
The tears that I have been able to cope with have been leaked all the time.
'As a writer, let's say I was defeated …! But as a man I have not won yet, Ha rebuilt …!
Myeonghun grinds the handle while holding it.
I will not stop until I get what I want or die.
The signal was released and Myeong-hun excelled.
29 – I can not speak English but it's OK (4) End