Chapter 71 (1/2)
Chapter 71
Many people came to the ceremony.
His dad and his family. As well as his friend Jongjin and Suhee.
Tewon and his wife Dongmi came as well, and Jonggu and Gyungsu from Hetae Media too.
Minho and Hyeongyung from the office gave up a day of writing to come.
“This guy actually cared about his clothes? Didn’t it get better from before?”
Jongjin whispered to Suhee beside him.
Suhee smiled and nodded.
She couldn’t get her glance off of Jaegun.
Jaegun was saying his speech up on the podium with his fancy clothes.
“This is really good, Jaegun. He looks so big even though he’s this far away.”
“Yeah, he doesn’t feel like my friend anymore. It feels so weird.”
“But, he’s not talking about the fantasy that he wrote?”
Suhee asked quietly.
Jongjin looked around and whispered.
“I think they wanted to keep quiet about that. Because there’s still the question of selling from the Contest side. The literary readers might feel angry.”
“I see…”
“It will get known someday. Just not right now. I understand.”
Suhee nodded as well.
Jaegun was concluding his speech.
“Thank you for everyone. But really, the motif for the main characters Sangjin and Heyoung deserves the most credit. The male main is one of my best friends. He came here together with me.”
Jaegun looked towards Jongjin.
Jongjin felt emotional as he waved.
“… and someone else. She created the female main character who carried this story, so I’d like to express my thanks. She said she was busy so she couldn’t come, but I credit this book to her. Thank you.”
From someone, the stage filled with claps of people.
Jaegun bowed his head 90 degrees.
The clapping noise didn’t know when to stop.
The cameraman took one more step.
His camera was only focused on Jaegun.
The ceremony was on the radio, the internet, and TV.
It was going up live for people with interest in literary works.
Myunghoon was one of these as well.
“That… IDIOT. He’s not saying anything…!”
His hand crumpled the empty beer can.”
Myunghoon threw the can across the table.
And he brought another from the fridge.
“You have something. Right? You’re feeling guilty. Why can’t you say it? That you write fantasy? Are you ashamed? Of course, you should be.”
Myunghoon muttered to himself.
He said he wouldn’t care. But he was still suddenly drinking one, two, three and more.
He turned off the TV and drank another bottle.
When he drank about half, he felt like he was going to throw up so he quickly stopped.
The beer spilled on his leg
“AHHH…!”
Myunghoon’s hands fell across the keyboard.
He had no thoughts in his blank head.
It was instinct.
-It’s the winner of Modern Teen Literary Contest. He’s actually that Pyung Cheon Yu;;;
-AH? That Ranking Series? That no meaning nonsense. I read anything but that, I really couldn’t read…
-There’s no way that should be a writer at all. To say it, fantasy shouldn’t even be writing.
-It’s nonsense for a reader who likes writing. This award to that type of writer. I’m ashamed.
-The judges should be better.
-I really feel worried about the writing of the future….
Myunghoon wrote criticisms of Jaegun using different IDs and social media sites.
His face had a huge smile.
The drinks were greatly increasing his happiness.
‘’Can’t you say it yourself. Then I will help, as a colleague.’
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Myunghoon didn’t know the time going past as he kept writing
His hands didn’t stop until he felt so tired.
“Ah… Ha Jaegun… Ha Jaegun…”
Myunghoon fell asleep in his chair.
His dark smile didn’t disappear after he was sleeping.
The words were huge.
Through SNS, the news went across the internet.
The write Ha Jaegun and the writer Pyung Cheon Yu, the fact that they were the same person came to many internet users.