Chapter 64
Chapter 64
“Wow . Minho already has 3000 views?”
The office next to Guro station .
Yang Hyeongyung was surprised as he sipped some coffee .
Minho’s new novel, The King Fallen on Earth, with 20 chapters was showing decent results .
“Awesome… this way, he’s already going to be ready for paid chapters? Ah, I need to write a draft too . ”
There were only sighs coming out
His age was 25 . He left his hometown after the military and it was a month since he got here .
It was obvious why he did . To write something great and fun and get profit and live as a writer .
That was his dream . But he didn’t even get to write a novel yet . Nothing he wrote was fun . He wrote something down, but he erased it later .
He continued that about 10 times every day . And now today, the end of the year, he couldn’t do anything either .
“Ah, fricking loser . Editor of me! Idiot! What do I write? Just someone, give me a good story! Ah, I want to go out . I don’t have money or a girl, what is this in the new year!
Hyeongyung shouted like a madman .
Just then, the door opened with the pa.s.sword beeping sounds . Hyeongyung didn’t look thinking it was Minho .
“Excuse me . ”
“…hm?!”
Hyeongyung was surprised at that and looked up . It was Jaegun who came in . In his hands, he had chicken and pizza . Rika was walking around him .
“I’m a person who knows Writer Kang Minho . I called him, but he said he had something to do . And then he gave me the pa.s.sword . ”
Jaegun explained quickly
Hyeongyung nodded in surprise and stood up . It was the first time they had met .
“Come in . My brother will come in soon . ”
“Yes, thank you . ”
Jaegun put down the food on a table .
Hyeongyung’s mouth was watering . He was poor and he really wanted to eat those luxury foods .
‘Come quickly…’
He could eat when Minho came back .
Hyeongyung wanted to just break the seal and start eating . But he suppressed that and sat down . And he clicked on the Munpia site link .
“Sigh…”
A sigh that came out of habit .
It was the Breathe with 1st place on the monitor screen . He was envious of the writers who were successful . He thought he was dumb .
“He must have gotten 200 thousand dollars just this month . ”
Jaegun looked at Hyeongyung’s monitor . When he saw him looking at his project, Jaegun looked back down with a bitter smile .
“He must be living the life, right?”
Jaegun lifted his head up again . Since it was a question, he had to respond to it .
“Who…?”
“Pyung Cheon Yu . Minho says he’s in his 20s, he must be living the life? He might be around somewhere living the nights of his days . Ah, I’m writing like this trying to get just 1000 dollars in one month . In the holidays .
Hyeongyung started word as he complained . And the draft that he had started showed up on the screen .
“Ah, this is really bleak . ”
“Your novel?”
Hyeongyung turned around as if expecting it .
“Yes, it’s fantasy, do you like it?”
“Of course . ”
“Then could you read it? I don’t’ know if it’s fun or not . ”
“Ok . ”
Jaegun sat down on the seat . Hyeongyung added .
“It’s about 15000 words . Just an intro . ”
“Hm . ”
He didn’t need the gla.s.ses because it wasn’t long .
Jaegun scrolled down and looked carefully .
‘A mess . ’
Jaegun knew before the end .
It was a story of hunters in the world of monsters . Too many plot deviations, too many characters . Who was the main?”
‘Kang Minho’s draft was good compared to this . ’
Jaegun stood up as he finished . Hyeongyung immediately asked nervously .
“How was it?”
“Hm, I think there are too many characters . ”
“Yeah? I’m writing a story with their different point of views . Like the story where many characters talk from their POV . ”
“Ah, yes . I think there’s a tendency for the novel to be too dragged because everyone says their POV from the beginning . There’s no real connection to the actual current story . ”
Hyeongyung froze .
Jaegun continued .
“I don’t think there’s a reason to introduce all the characters from the beginning . Isn’t it good to just introduce when they are needed? And just say a man for a man and a girl for a girl . I think that’s good for the story . ”
“Hm, do you? It’s a bit different from me . ”
Hyeongyung frowned . It was the critique that he had gotten from Minho . He was hoping for some good reviews, but Hyeongyung was sort of irritated with the combined stress . ”
“Are you a writer too?”
“Ah, yes . ”
“If it’s not too much, can I ask what you wrote?”
Hyeongyung asked as a challenge . He wanted to see what sort of great projects the other person wrote .
Jaegun opened his mouth, sort of embarra.s.sed, when the door opened and Minho came in .
“Ah, Writer Ha Jaegun? Ah, Rika too . ”
“You’re here? I brought pizza and chicken, let’s eat . ”
“A? What is this?”
Hyeongyung was looking at the two of them . He didn’t remember any writer called Ha Jaegun . Maybe he had a pen name . Or a writer like him who didn’t debut yet?”
“Hyeongyung, what are you doing? Let’s eat . ”
Minho said as he took open the bag . Hyeongyung stopped and sat down on the chair .
“Thank you, writer . ”
“I’ll eat too . ”
“Yes, eat before it cools . ”
Hyeongyung was already eating before Jaegun said that . He was waiting so long for this .
Jaegun poured cups of c.o.ke and gave it to them .
“Aren’t you eating?”
“I’ve eaten . Don’t worry . But, your novel, it’s doing good . ”
“Ahaha, what . It’s all because of you . ”
“I’ll call the representative . I don’t think there’s going to be anything changed . Maybe the t.i.tle . ”
“I can change that easily . Ah, I hope it goes well . If I can just do one tenth of yours, no that’s too big . Just for me to quit the convenience store job . ”
“It’s going to be good . ”
Minho’s words intensified Hyeongyung’s curiosity . What kind of writer was he talking about if saying that even one tenth was a good thing?
Hyeongyung didn’t have time to ask .
Because Minho’s next words were saying the answer
“When is the Breathe coming to Navin and Cocoa?”
“Probably about late January?”
Hyeongyung’s face turned pale . And his hand lost the grip on the cup . The c.o.ke splashed on the floor .
“Ah, I, I’m sorry . ”
Hyeongyung’s quickly tried to pick it up . He lost his cup again with his shivering hands .
“Ah, ah, no… Minho… why didn’t you tell me…!”
Hyeongyung was looking at Minho with horror and regret . After laughing, Minho nodded his head to Jaegun .
“Sorry, I wanted to surprise my brother . Now I think it worked .
“Ahah… yes . . aha ha . ”
Jaegun answered with an embarra.s.sed laugh .
Hyeongyung wasn’t alright yet . He opened his mouth .
“Ah, ah I’m really sorry about before…I’m sorry… . . I didn’t think you would be Writer Pyung Cheon Yu . I only know the pen name . Ahaha, even if I did, I shouldn’t have said that . ”
“No, it’s nothing anyway . ”
“Hey, what did you do to Writer Ha?”
“No, it’s nothing . Really it was nothing, Writer Kang . ”
Hyeongyung lifted his head . His hunger disappeared . Surprised by his determination from his eyes, Jaegun slightly shivered at that .
“I beg you, Writer . ”
“Yes? What…?”
“Please help me . I’ll take anything . If you could tell me how to write, I will never forget this . Please . ”
Hyeongyung stood up and gave a 90 degrees bow . Jaegun who was horrified also stood up .
“Don’t do this . Ok . I’ll help you as much as you can . I can help you with the basic guideline . ”
“Re, really?”
“Yes, so just sit down . ”
“Ah, Thank you . Thank you! Thank you! Really, Thank you! Writer!”
Hyeongyung kept bowing . Jaegun couldn’t stop him .
“Just eat first . I might change my mind if you don’t . ”
“Of, of course . I’ll eat everything . ”
He was sitting in his office with no one to meet until the end of the year . As with Minho, Jaegun was a great figure to Hyeongyung as well .
‘Thank you, Writer . . ’
Minho repeated his praise . Jaegun was smiling with Rika in his arms .
In the office with only a few hours until the new year, the group with Writer Jaegun as the boss was slowing taking place .