Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 16



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EP 1 – Cause of death

The subway entered the Han River Railroad Bridge.

The Han River crossing Seoul appeared beyond the window.

The morning sunlight (not the drink) shining on the water is so dazzling. I frowned slightly and looked inside the room.

The vitality of Line 1 caught my eye.

Korea’s subways can truly be said to be a hotbed of pluralism. There is a miscellaneous merchant who carries a guruma around and offers 5,000 won of happiness, and there is also an Inquisitor who hunts heretics with a calling to save souls.

noisy.

But there are also things I like about this episode. This is because you literally encounter countless people.

People wearing a variety of clothes, including suits, school uniforms, sportswear, hiking clothes, etc., go their separate ways with different expressions.

In a landscape where infinite colors, variables, and emotions are mixed, countless lives are sailing to their respective destinations.

Why is that old man expressionless? Is it because his heart is worn out, or is it because he has reached peace after so many years?

Why are those two people rubbing their bodies and kissing each other in front of others? Are they so crazy in love that they can’t see their surroundings, are they so uncultured that they meet each other, or is one of them catering to the other’s mood?

How about it? Doesn’t this automatically stimulate your imagination? Isn’t it exhilarating?

– He seems like a dark pervert.

Of course, when I said this to my ex-lover, I didn’t hear very good things about it.

Anyway, one of the advantages of becoming an elementary school student was the fact that the subway fare was less than half that of an adult.

So, I was able to come to the center of Seoul with only a small amount of pocket money from the orphanage. For your information, I was absent from school without permission. But who can judge me? That was the limit of the judiciary in this country.

“Is it arrival…?”

When I visited the address that Yangwook Lim told me to visit, I saw a group of people surrounding the entrance to the building.

A reporter with a camera, a female student in a school uniform, a man in strange clothes, etc. It was a crowd of people in a combination that seemed irregular at first glance.

Occasionally, good-looking people would come in and out of the building, and every time they did, this suspicious crowd would cheer and make strange noises like ‘Oooooooot-!’

I should have noticed something strange here…

“Hey. “You can’t go in here.”

Whimpering with my small body, I barely made it through the crowd and tried to enter the building, but a burly security guard stopped me.

“I came to see Team Leader Lim Yang-wook of the Publication Management TF Team?”

“what? Publishing? “Did our company have a team like that?”

As the security guard tilted his head in confusion, the security guard next to him intervened.

“Why? Hey. there. Well, in the parking lot…”

“Surely there?! Is anyone still there?”

“Just let me go. “I think it’s that person’s family, but I feel sorry for them.”

“Aren’t the entertainment department’s scoundrels making a fuss to open the entrance?”

“Then you took me there.”

“That’s a bit annoying…”

The security guards, who hesitated for a while, eventually let me go. One of them looked uncomfortable, and the other looked at me pitifully.

The strange things didn’t end there.

“what. “Why isn’t there one?”

Building information sign on the first floor of the large lobby.

The name of the Publication Management TF Team was not there.

Actor Management Division 1, Singer Management Division 2, A&R, Training Room, Marketing Team, Content Production Division, Record Business Division, Film Business Division, etc.

Even though I looked through all the information boards from the 1st to the 8th floor, I couldn’t see ‘Publication Management’. I eventually stopped a woman who was passing by.

“hey.”

“It’s a surprise! what? How did you get in? “He looks like an elementary school student…”

“I told the security guard and came in. He is an elementary school student, and the head of the publication management TF team, Lim Yang-wook, has been here for a long time.”

“what? Publishing? “Our company won’t publish…?”

With a suspicious look, she stopped a tailor who was passing by.

“ah! Manager!”

“what’s the matter?”

“This kid here is looking for a publishing management team. “Is there such a team in our company?”

I saw.

The way the manager looks shocked as soon as he hears the word ‘publishing.’

“······Hey. What on earth is going on there? No, no. Anyway, go to the parking lot on the 3rd floor underground. “There’s only one office there, so you’ll find it right away.”

There’s an office in the parking lot? It was a little strange, but since I had no experience working in a company, I thought it was just the place.

As it is a building with a large lobby, the parking lot was also spacious. The lighting was dim and there were no people, so it felt like zombies were coming out.

Moon In-seop, a 6th grade elementary school student, has a weakness for this kind of eerie atmosphere. If you think about it, I was the most occult being in the world.

at that time. A rustling sound was heard from somewhere.

I headed to the source of the sound.

From the outside, it was indistinguishable from a warehouse.

“Put it away…!”

“Why suddenly…!”

It looks like there are people inside.

When I opened the door, I found a place that resembled an office.

“Is there Team Leader Lim Yang-wook here-”

Lim Yang-wook was clearly stepping on a trash can.

* * *

TF team office.

Because an old warehouse was renovated and managed to resemble an office, there was a small table where guests could be entertained.

Moon In-seop sat there and glared at Lim Yang-wook with a sullen face. Lim Yang-wook, smiling awkwardly, is avoiding the boy’s gaze and wiping away the sweat that is flowing down with his handkerchief.

“You said you were a publisher.”

“They said it was the publishing… management task force team.”

“Are you fooling me?”

“Writer Moon. “Don’t be too angry, hey, huh?”

“What is there?”

“Wouldn’t it be okay since Baekhak Library and Baekhak Enter are the same Baekhak?”

Moon In-seop stood up and bowed politely.

“good bye.”

“don’t go! If you go, we’ll be ruined!”

Lim Yang-wook managed to coax the boy to sit down.

Snow White brought hot chocolate to the boy. He had thick glasses, unkempt spiky hair, and dark circles that stood out.

A steaming paper cup was brought to the table.

“Author Moon? “Please at least eat some of this.”

“thank you. And you can speak freely, editor noona. “Can you please lend me a glasses cleaner?”

“huh!”

Baekseol seems to feel better after hearing the title ‘editor sister’. His eyes suddenly became bright. I don’t know which title was better, ‘editor’ or ‘sister’.

Lim Yang-wook clicked his tongue as he looked at her like that.

“Hey, writer Moon. He’s not an editor. “It’s just an assistant.”

“Isn’t that the same for Team Leader Lim? “You were demoted.”

“Yes, what do you know…!”

The boy replied, leisurely wiping his glasses with the cloth that Baekseol brought him.

“It’s obvious. It’s an office in an underground parking lot. Isn’t it like the hallway in front of the bathroom? “Quickly resign and leave, well…”

Phew!

An arrow was lodged in Lim Yang-wook’s chest.

“I heard it was called publication management, so I thought it was a place that plans publications.”

“Kuheuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”

“Why is it like that?”

“He was actually working in the Publication Planning Department and was demoted.”

“aha.”

Two arrows were lodged in Lim Yang-wook’s chest.

Snow White fired the last arrow.

“As far as I know, I heard that a project here also failed.”

“Well…”

Three arrows were lodged in Lim Yang-wook’s chest.

Lim Yang-wook, half-corpse, woke up in anger.

“hey! Snow white! “You’re telling me everything, even the most trivial things!”

“why? “I’m not even an editor, I’m just an assistant?”

“I’m going to order the editor from today, so be quiet!”

“yes.”

Lim Yang-wook, who had barely covered Baek Seol’s mouth, let out a rough hiss. At first glance, his bright red face looked like a fire-boiled octopus.

“Anyway, can you give me my book?”

“then! of course! I’m Yangwook Lim! Baekhak Bookstore Publication Planning Department Ace!”

“Why don’t you put the word ‘job change’ in front of it?”

“Because I’m going back!!!”

Meanwhile, while Moon In-seop was playing with Lim Yang-wook, Baek Seol was observing Moon In-seop with a slightly suspicious look.

Is that kid really the author of Death Cause? Although he looks precocious for his age, there is still no feeling that he is a genius with flashing talent.

Baek Seol asked a meaningful question to resolve the doubts in his mind.

“By any chance… how did you come to write a novel called ‘Sine’?”

Moon In-seop, who was sipping hot chocolate, answered calmly.

“You are doubting whether I am the author.”

“oh···! Rather…!”

“A singer just needs to sing, and an actor just needs to act. People who make art through action have a performance. But writers do the art of recording. So how should an artist reveal his or her art? “Of course it’s a book.”

“uh···”

“But creativity often relies on spontaneous inspiration. So even if you try to write at the same level, you often fail. It’s a one-hit wonder. So where is the proof that I am the author of the sign? Even if I wrote the autograph, wouldn’t the true owner of the novel be me then and not me now? Humanity is not permanent. People can become angels or devils depending on their family circumstances or blood alcohol level. Humans can become children or adults depending on their age. The true owner of the old toy would be me as a child, who used and loved it to the best of its ability, and the true owner of the wedding ring would be me at the wedding, when my heart was racing with agonizing love. The meaning and perception of objects change over time. So what can humans fully possess in this strange flow of time?”

Baek Seol was silent. eyes are out of focus The taste seems to have gone down a bit.

Moon In-seop urged.

“What could it be?”

“Uh, um, um…”

“Are you really admitting that your philosophical insight is no better than that of a sixth grader?”

“Yes?! no! That’s not it-”

Snow White’s eyes began to twinkle.

Lim Yang-wook, smiling evilly, joined in with a twinkle in his eye.

“Surely you can’t even answer that!”

“Answer me quickly! Editor Baekseol!”

“hey! And then you are the editor!”

In the end, Baek Seol had no choice but to shamefully admit his ignorance.

The bright red face looked down.

“I don’t know…”

Lim Yang-wook, who had successfully teased Baek-seol, approached Moon In-seop, pushing a chair on wheels, and whispered to him.

“But what is the correct answer…?”

“How do I know that?”

“···?”

In any case, Moon In-seop established the fact that he was the author of the autograph.

“Well, if you need physical evidence, I have the novel’s plot and the unedited version of the manuscript where I live. “I’ll bring it to you if you need it.”

Baek Seol muttered.

“Then why on earth am I…?”

“Anyway, the important thing is that I am the author of the autograph. Yes?”

Moon In-seop looked at Lim Yang-wook and Baek Seol alternately and asked a question. He pointed to an office that was neat and tidy, but could clearly be seen as a warehouse.

“But are you the editors who can publish my novel?”

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. This was because Baek Sul knew the TF team’s situation well, and Lim Yang-wook remembered the TF team’s past.

“Of course, it is true that I have already signed a contract with Team Leader Yangwook Lim. But isn’t there something more important than that?”

In fact, Moon In-seop and Lim Yang-wook’s contract had no legal effect. This is because the signature of the daycare center, the legal representative, is not yet available.

However, through conversation, Lim Yang-wook confirmed that Moon In-seop had outstanding intelligence, and they agreed to publish a book together.

This was much more important than that contract.

It’s trust.

“okay···”

Lim Yang-wook finally opened his mouth.

“I’ll explain everything. “What happened here?”

* * *

The Publication Management TF Team was an organization launched to create star authors.

What we need to pay attention to here is not the concept of ‘star writer’ but the concept of ‘creation’.

“Are we creating star writers? how?”

“We had several weeks of meetings just about that topic.”

Baekhak Bookstore’s elite editors and Baekhak Entertainment’s veteran marketers gathered together and put their heads together. Considering their education, qualifications, and experience, they were the best talent in the industry.

Although Lim Yang-wook’s senior, who was leading the team, had some leadership issues because he graduated from a local university, he skillfully guided the team members and led the discussion.

After intense meetings, the so-called elite paid attention to Korea’s passion for education.

“Novel books have failed, but workbooks are still selling well…”

They got to the essence.

Books are products.

People who want to buy that product are people who want to learn something. Because books were a tool to convey knowledge.

There are various people who want to learn something. Anyone of any age can want to learn something.

But if you put them all together, minors would be the most numerous. This is because young children have the least amount of knowledge.

In other words, we need to create writers for children!

“Oh… that sounds plausible.”

“right? Are you fine? “It seems that way to you too, right?”

The planning did not end here.

Children have no economic rights. It is usually mothers who buy books for their children. Therefore, he had to be a handsome man that mothers found attractive.

In addition, based on the public’s general image of the author, the age range must be high so that they can comfortably respect and trust the author.

Lastly, since we need to receive support from the younger generation that leads trends, we must be kind, smart, and open-minded.

The concept that came out of putting all of this together is…

“Grandfather who reads books”!

“From what I hear, it doesn’t matter what kind of novel that guy writes?”

“Someone else can write the article.”

“It really looks like trash…”

Whether you use a ghostwriter, teach someone how to write, or join the co-writing team, the content of the book can be resolved somehow.

What was important was the image.

To teach children in a fun way, to suck up YouTube views, to be kind enough to earn the respect of society as a whole, to be good-looking enough to lead a pack of moms, and to satisfy the younger generation’s desire to be recognized by the older generation.

Roughly speaking, [The suffering that young people experience is all the fault of our older generation], [I feel sorry for the adults], [It has become incredibly difficult for kids these days to go to college and get a job compared to our time], [Young kids are much better than the people of the past. ] Filling in the deficiency by saying things like that…

“Wow…a big company, really…”

“I know I’m embarrassed too, so be quiet.”

“I’m really speechless. It’s really toxic, big company…”

The publication management TF team’s plan went smoothly.

Fortunately, we were able to find and train the right talent.

We planned a spectacular debut by coordinating half a year’s worth of broadcasting schedules.

We have fully prepared a YouTube channel and even a book to be published by a star author.

Now all you have to do is get started…!

however···!

“The writer we hired.”

“Why the writer?”

“······.”

“What is it?”

“······I touched it.”

“What.”

“······Disciple.”

“ah.”

That’s how the TF team exploded.

* * *

“···That’s how it happened.”

After giving a long explanation, Lim Yang-wook was smiling heartily as if his soul had escaped.

Perhaps it was Baek Seol’s first time hearing the detailed story, and he could not easily hide his shock.

While the two adults remained silent, the boy cautiously approached Yangwook Lim and tapped his shoulder.

“You’ve been fighting a tough fight…”

“It wasn’t my fault… It was all because of that bastard…”

“But are you saying you’re going to use me in that ruined plan again?”

Lim Yang-wook’s eyes flashed like a person crazy about gambling.

“We can succeed this time.”

His finger pointed at Moon In-seop.

“As long as I have you…!!!”

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