Big Life

23 – Bombardment has begun (10) 23 – Bombardment has begun (10) "Hello, this is Park Hye-sang of literature and walking. It is autumn in full bloom. What do you come up with when you fall? The season of rabies? Endlessly clear blue sky? Rich harvest? "
"Literature and walking" in front of the EBC station.
The beauty of Announcer Hyeon in front of the camera shone even today. The gray dress with the bend of the body is well suited to the relaxed atmosphere of autumn.
"Hye-sang looks strange to me."
"It 's because of my hair. It's like a college student. Beautiful, real. "
The staff outside Angle sipped the vending machine coffee and exchanged horses.
Hye-sang was no longer a long-standing observer. The end of the single-headed head of the maple was shaking with a rustle on the shoulder.
"· · · · · · Upset, such as the Chin, means you can do close to the light, such as that of the Tang dynasty painter hitting the son reading a statement, the oil price is to solicit wealth stems from a Seongnam-SI reading passages. The autumn night is cool and refreshing, so it is good to read the lantern close to it. I think that you and I are enjoying a more affluent life than Han-yu using a convenient light. "
While the progress of the feast continues.
Reconstruction was outfitting the clothes outside the angle.
I did not forget to moisten the dry throat with a sip of water and then to calm my breath.
Although it was adapted, broadcasting was still a series of tensions every time.
"· · · · · Today, again, in literature and walking, you have received valuable guests. You are a Ha-Gyeong-Gon artist who is bringing hot response both at home and abroad, including the original novel of the movie 'Mustard Bath', which is being screened at popular movies. Hello
The focus of the camera moved to the bench.
The reconstruction that was sitting greeted PD with the hand gestures.
Yes hello Ha rebuilt. "
"It was the same time I played in the spring, but it was autumn. If you have been visiting the same guest twice or more in literature and walks, this is the first time for the artist. There is a great deal of interest. How have you been? "
"There is no specific story to tell. Unlike the news that was a bit buzzy, my daily life was quiet. I want to write it hard and write good people and I have been living in a normal place. "
When the eyes met, he laughed at the spray.
At the moment of the moment she saw the reconstruction that her two eyes were shaking.
Is it because there was talk with ship CP? I could not tell whether it was a simple mistake or reconstruction.
"You have been nominated as Minister of Culture Prize nominee for popular culture and art award. Comprehensive review of the media response to this, it is far from the atmosphere of accepting shi. I can not help asking what kind of heart it is. "
Mike moved to reconstruction.
He was not embarrassed by the script, but he still answered carefully.
"I am delighted and satisfied with the fact that I have been nominated for such a prestigious event with recognition for my work. To me, one day I suddenly fell from the sky. When I write, I forget all the surrounding situations and write only the text. One day I was living so suddenly what? I am a candidate for Minister of Culture? Really? Should I say this feeling. So it is good. "
Hye Sang and the staff around him also smiled together.
The dialogue followed in a ripening atmosphere.
After the 'Marketplace', there was a wide variety of dialogue, ranging from the production of the drama 'Twenty Years of Summer', the production of the movie 'Gyungpun Nodo' made by Tin Sent Pictures, and the restoration in China and America. .
Today 's broadcast, organized as a special feature, was a part of reconstruction from beginning to end.

*** While the recording is in progress.
A lousy woman was coming out of the station with a pussy. It seemed as if the bag carrying the bag which was too big compared to the body would collapse even now.
'tiring······!'
Despite the cool autumn weather, my whole body was hot.
She lifted her hand and stole the sweat of her forehead as it rained.
The struggling pace of the audience was attracting her to the next place where she could not see the end.
'Why are people gathering so much?'
Even though she was tired, her eyes narrowed.
It was crowded with crowds of about 100 people from the station front.
This is the main EBC broadcasting station.
It is a rare place for celebrities to appear with such a high number of people that such a large number of people can be seen. So the woman had no choice but to wonder.
"I brought my book to sign for it."
"I just want to sign a stupid girl. And I will take pictures today. How's my face? Did not mascara bunch? "
The conversation of the people was unintentionally coming to the woman.
At one point, the familiar word stimulated the eardrum.
The woman stopped without her knowing.
The wind-deflected head was fixed to the "literature and walk" scene.
“······!” Envy and jealousy, eyes mixed with fear and hatred.
The woman gazed at the 'literature and walks' scene with her two eyes racing with complex emotions.
I realized that the reason why so many people crowded was due to reconstruction. The bag carrying it on his back was getting heavy as if he had put another stone on it.
'I am · · · · · is the place where I should be · · · ·!'
The woman struck up and down like a man thrown in the cold.
His head fell off and his shabby self-consciousness came in at a glance.
The t-shirts, the jeans, and the sneakers that the insole is tattered.
Everything was disgusting.
'Why should I live like this …? What am I doing so wrong? Why do not you give me a chance ?! I am a writer who can write well! How long do you have to do this because you have to pay 750,000 won a month! "
The woman squatted in place with a terrible feeling.
Because of the heavy bag, I could not cover the center and I naturally cut off my buttocks.
I did not want to get up again.
"No, who is this?"
The woman trembled.
The voice of the man heard from the side was ripe in the ear.
"Looking at the color, is it still alive as a writer? I do not think it's so good to be in a job when I get out of such a big fuss and run away. "
The woman stood up and raised the floor.
The fingers that lost their power were only shaking their bees, but they did not give strength.
The woman was a delay, nothing else.
The secret agreement with Bora was to remove the manuscript of reconstruction and visit the current body to send the local cultural TV related materials to the EBC.
"Is there no power? I want to give it up, but it will be difficult to get caught again. "
The man in front of him who spits out like a cheek was a fireman.
Unlike the tense tone, it was full of living in two eyes overlooking the delay.
The delay was to build up the body with difficulty avoiding gaze.
"Hey, Won-delay."
I looked down at the chestnut with my shoulders hanging down.
She stood at her and fingered her finger, and she looked at her again.
"Nothing is over yet."
The delay's chest fell down.
She could not respond to a single word and began to move slowly. There was no choice but to run away today.

*** "You've had a lot of trouble."
"Yes, PD was really hard work. Hye-sang also. "
'Literature and walking' The recording was over.
The reconstruction was somewhat tired, but I could not take a break.
It was because of the readers who came to see him.
After signing for around 30 minutes and taking a photo, I managed to barely have a cup of coffee.
"Will you go with me?"
"No, it's in the car. I will go to the bathroom and draw a cup of coffee and I'll be right there. "
Rebuilding left the penny in the car and went into the building.
There was a common room with a courtyard next to the toilet.
The reconstruction that was approaching the vending machine while pulling out the wallet suddenly opened the eyes.
He was sitting alone in the rest room chair.
"Oh, you suffered. Hye Sang. "
"You said that."
"Did you? I do not have a mind · · ·. "
The reconstruction laughed at the end.
Hyeon-se looked at the vending machine and asked.
"Are you here for coffee? Could I have a drink, too? "
"Are you okay with cans of coffee?"
"Yes, I do. I'll have a hot drink. "
Rebuilding pulled two cans of coffee and handed one.
Hye – sang gratefully grinned and laid a lid on the can.
"Time seems to be passing fast."
"Iknow, right. I heard about Hye – Sang during the recording. It looks like it's been a while since I played in the spring, and I'm almost done again this year. "
The trees outside the window that had been blurred were turned into yellow leaves.
Hye – sang took coffee to her mouth and followed her eyes with her two blindfolded leaves. It was a glance that I was saddened while I was somewhere.
"Everything seems to have a time."
Hye – Sang pulled out the words with strange words.
Feeling the look of reconstruction toward her, she added calmly.
"Just as there are times in growing grass, there is a time to laugh when there is a crying, a time to talk when there is a time to be silent, and a time to find if there is a time to lose. Do not you know this? "
"I remember reading it as it passed."
"Yes … It is also common for people to meet people."
It was Hye-sang who nods his head as if understanding himself.
She had no more words.
A subtle laugh opened his thinly belly lips and empty the leftover coffee.
"You drank it well, sir."
"It's a can of coffee."
Myeong – sang came slowly and stood up.
Looking up at the reconstruction with a grim smile, she reached for a hand and asked for a handshake.
"The dinner I had at Itaewon was really good. I will not forget. "
The voice of Hye – ja shook thinly.
I know now that I can not lead. It was the greatest heart that she could express now.
The reconstruction was a smile, and he grabbed his hand.
The hands of both of them swung slowly up and down like aquatic plants.
"I hope you'll always be happy."
"I am the same. Hye-sang is happy too. "
Hye – sang, who grabbed his hand, greeted him politely and turned around.
Trumpet.
The shoe led her to the studio.
Reconstruction turned and moved to where he had to go.

"Why did you take so long?"
As soon as I saw the reconstruction that came back to the car, it was what I was talking about. The reconstruction in the back seat extended his coffee and said.
"You have some time to record? Let's eat our delicious food. "
"Would you go near the station and eat? The sushi I ate then was good. "
"Yes, there you go."
After 3 hours from now, there is recording in MBS station.
It was also a surprise gift of rebuilding for Dojun.
"Right, brother. I wish I could. "
"What is it, tell me?"
"I watched a delay late while you were recording. I think I'm working as an assistant artist from elsewhere. "
"Well, yes."
Reconstruction has been spoken of all at once.
The plowing that folded the handle toward the exit was grinding it again.
"I tried to stick it, but I can not get it. That personality rubbish must be seen as a writer working as a writer. "
"Forget it."
Rebuilding added a deep back to the back seat.
"As you say, if you are really scum, you are going to be self-destructed."
Reconstruction closed their eyes with a relaxed mind.
I was already in the process of delaying. The seasons, in which everybody's heart is filled with insignificant existence, passed by.
The car that entered the street started to speed up.

*** "Hello, hello?" – Why do not you get a call like this? Do not pay my rent? Are not you at home now ?!
The delay caught hold of the cell phone and trembled.
It was the phone of the living room owner who lives. With the shouting of the deaf ears, the front door of the one room was cracking like a bust.
– I'm really bored! Why is it so alive? If you do not answer in three days, do it! Do you think I can not open this door now and I will not go in ?! Whoa, that sucks!
The phone was disconnected.
Outside the front door, the footsteps of the landlord, who had cursing, were getting smaller.
The delay caught the flapping heart in the bed of the bed.
What do i do
After paying the rent, the food expense is gone. I have not received my salary in my old job. The money I received from Bora was spent almost all of a sudden while I was passing through here and there.
'I can not wait any more …!'
Delay took hold of the heart and pressed the number.
A loud pop song with unknown title flowed out.
Only the voice of the cool guide returned without being received. I walked repeatedly several times, but the phone was not connected.
Tukhamyeon
When the phone fell over the bed. The delay could feel the breaking of one strand of reason, which was as thin as reality.
It was completely deserted.
Waiting for a lifetime will not come in contact.
I opened the refrigerator and half drink it. Delay took it out and drank it out with a bottle.
I could not drink a few sipes.
'I know I will die alone!
Delayed wet eyes burned in eagle.
The burning odor turned into a container of no more and was pushing her toward the notebook.

– I am a failed broadcast writer.

Tadashi! Get a ride!
Tada Dada!
Ten fingers flew over the keyboard, as did the ghost.
The delays began to fill the screen full of hatred filled with bosom with low fever pleasure.

23 – Bombardment begins (10) End