Chapter 64 (1/2)

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.