Great Novelist

Who are you? (2)

“He said he came to see me. ”

I told him I was busy figuring out the situation.

Nam-Kyung asked with his eyes if he had revealed his identity. He nods slightly.

Such an aura made his face brighten. He was looking forward to filming internally and seeing the director well, but he didn’t really dislike the situation.

When the two people greeted each other, he remembered what Nam-Kyung said. A baby bird. That’s how he put it. It’s just a baby bird about to fly.

He saw the screening director.

Dirty-grown stubble and messy curly hair. Even dusty old jeans. It was quite remote from the baby bird.

“Then let’s go inside the publisher. There’s a meeting room inside. ”

“Very well. I didn’t think there was any hope for a single rejection. ”

He smiled slightly and replied.

“You’ve walked all the way here, and you need a cup of tea. ”

“Then we have to do our best to convince him. ”

“His real name is the Starship. Please call me Juho.”

“It’s a screening. Anything but you is fine. ”

I guess I didn’t like the way he said it the first time.

I fully understand that. But to himself as a high school student, he was neither more nor less than you.

He thought about his title for a moment and said.

“Yes, sir. ”

Let’s do this for now. He was looking much better than you.

The director of Australia, Namkyung and Ju were sitting facing each other. He slowly observed the projections facing him.

I came here to meet myself who didn’t know when I would show up.

“I was camping in front of the publisher when I had a chance to see the writer, but I’m not suspicious. ”

Nam-Kyung nodded and promised to fix it.

The walking voice from the neck of the show was strong because it wore off. I felt a strong desire for success in that voice at once.

After finishing his conversation with Nam-Kyung, he saw him.

“You really are a student. ”

“Haha.”

The screening was also observing him sitting in front of his eyes. It was a young face, but the projection had already seen the face of his writer. The look in someone’s eyes. It must have been the eyes of the writer.

The screening took place every day in front of the publisher to meet with Australia, with no faces or contacts in the public. I grabbed anyone who looked like a student and asked. Are you a coincidence?

After dozens of failures, he met a real coincidence.

He took a chance. He presses on the urgency, hiding his restlessness, and focuses on the prey in front of him.

The projection provoked me, as if I were looking at the liver.

“What do you think? If you succeed at a young age. ”

But there was no malice or jealousy. That said, on the contrary, the screening said that he would not listen to any of what he had to say because he was malicious or jealous.

So he said frankly.

“Not so good. ”

“Why? I’d be thrilled. ”

I knew you were full of the sound on the show’s face, but I couldn’t read the same emotion. I liked the show, he added.

“Success is good. ”

“Then what’s the door? ”

“I am the door. ”

Good success.Money is good and honor is good. It’s good to give your name, and it’s good for people to see me. The problem lies with you. He was not big enough to walk with them in his arms. The thing in your chest blinds your vision, and you can’t see its beak.

“Success you can’t afford is worse than failure. You feel like you’re taking it away from me. It’s not about who doesn’t give. ”

Eventually, I fell to my knees. I put all my hands on the ground. It’s so big and heavy it takes time to pick it up again. I had to exercise preparation and exercise my strength.

“I see.”

That’s how the show responded.

“I feel like I know how you did it. ”

The show took something out of its arms. It was a scenario. A scenario was posted on a long table with glass on it. Gazette, traces of birds.

“I worked hard while the writer refused to offer me or the other directors. Let’s read it. ”

He looked at the scenario quietly. And I asked.

“Did you write this yourself? ”

“No, I have a writer. And my wife. ”

The screenwriter’s wife. He seemed to know a little about how he could recognize himself.

“She’s very beautiful. Can I show you a picture?”

He politely refused, confirming the side of the issue he had.

Instead of looking at the scenario on the desk, he asked:

“You’ve read the bird trail over twenty times. ”

It was a very basic check. He wanted to know what the director was looking at.

The projection director opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“Yes, of course I did, but I was very impressed. That’s why I’m here. ”

“I’m curious about your emotions. ”

After thinking about it for a moment, he said,

“It gets darker and brighter. ”

Short. It was as clumsy as his hands.

“It’s concise. ”

“Isn’t that right? ”

Darkness and light. It is an expression that is focused on the same perspective as the video. But not wrong. The contents of the bird trail become dark and bright.

He spoke calmly.

“I thought I’d make it into a movie as soon as this concise feeling hit my head. ”

The screening recalled the last scene of the book. It was a moment when the protagonist, Yun, stopped running from fear. When I read the letters, I remembered the video in my head. It was more vivid than watching a movie

The show had become a protagonist and was experiencing the situation. I empathized with him and felt strongly moved by his identity.

I shed tears in a few years.

“The last kite faces the rising year. We face what we’ve given up. I was moved by that scene. ”

The movie quietly looked at the writer by chance. His real name was the Starship. He sat still. I’m praising his work in front of my eyes, but I won’t change my face. Is there another high school student like this?

I thought I might be familiar with such compliments, but I couldn’t find any traces of arrogance or arrogance.

As I said before, it was unusual. So you could write a book like this. The show became more greedy.

He opened his mouth.

“Do you know why I’ve been rejecting requests for filming? ”

The show felt instinctive. This is it. This is the battle. The results will vary depending on how you answer them.

The movie opened after closing my eyes once. I wanted to change the mind of this young writer. I clenched my fist.

He stared at his fist.

“Letters and videos have different names and personalities. There’s a reason fiction is fiction. I think fiction and movies are different. ”

The show nodded. Novels and movies are different. It was true.

This is not how the show was supposed to play. He was not this desperate.

I thought I had already fulfilled my dream by the time I became a filmmaker. From then on, it was best to live a life without failure. I wouldn’t have done anything like filming novels. He wouldn’t even be camping in front of the publisher to meet the writer.

But this book encouraged him. This book led him here.

“That’s right. There have actually been many failures. ”

The screening replied: Failure to film has been documented in the country. It may be because, as Australia has said, fiction is born into fiction, i.e., fiction is most beautiful when it is in fiction.

But…

I thought the show wanted to make the letters, novels, and bird tracks into movies. It’s because I saw the possibility.

“I know that. But I loved wanting to film your work. ”

He asked why with his eyes. The show replied.

“There was something in your book that I was looking for. ”

“What’s that? ”

“It’s getting closer. ”

“With whom?”

“I’m a person.”

Person.

The show was a horse.

“I saw the light the protagonist saw. We overcame the darkness together. I felt that. I empathized and communicated with him. She was great, and I was great myself. It was like I was a kite. ”

He nods. And I encouraged him.

“Tell me a little bit more. ”

“I’m simple. There’s a sense of pleasure there. There’s no such thing as elegant philosophy. I work for that pleasure. I want people to empathize and communicate with my films. I’m going to use everything I can to maximize it. Best Actors, Scenarios, Music, Background, Cameras. ”

The movie looked this way. He did not avoid the eye.

He said, striking the scenario.

“I’d like to see more of my films. I want the audience to be happy, and I want the people on the screen to feel alive. I want everyone to leave the cinema with a face that is refreshed and reminded. ”

The scenario under his hand is slightly crumpled.

“We need the author’s permission to do that. ”

The show saw itself. He thought for a moment. Why did you bring the story all the way here? What answer do you want to hear that keeps provoking the hungry man in front of you?

I want to see something.

It was emotion that the show was pursuing.

Emotions have no letters, no video. Ignores logic and goes beyond logic to do as I please. The moment he exchanged with someone, it became even more convoluted.

It was no exception to the person in the book and the person beyond the screen. At that moment, he gains life and talks to his readers, revealing his feelings.

There is joy.

The mysterious experience fascinates people. People who experience that moment fall in love with movies or fall in love with books. I can’t remember without loving something, whether it’s a movie or a book or a person, because I’m excited.

The show wanted to share it with the audience. He wanted to make that moment his own hand.

If so, what do you want?

He knew the answer right away.

“More vivid than my writing? ”

“What?”

The movie asked me again without understanding at the moment. He asked seriously.

“Can you beat my work? ”

His film wanted to impress people more than what he wrote.