Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 95



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EP 4 – Hunting Reds

“Teacher! “Inseop didn’t come!”

“Inseop says he’s going to be a little late because he has an interview~”

The homeroom teacher smiled brightly even though a student in the class was absent from the assembly due to personal reasons. The success of a literary writer is the success of a homeroom teacher, so it is natural.

Teachers at private schools are office workers, not public officials.

If you don’t perform well, you can be fired or your contract cannot be extended, but if your performance is good enough, you can get a better salary or transfer to a better school.

This trickle-down effect also trickles down to students. The higher the name value of Baekhak Arts Middle School’s Munchang Department, the smoother the future of students who will graduate from that school.

The homeroom teacher left, and there were cheers among the students.

“Hurray!”

“I’m done with being intimidated in front of idols, Youth World Cup winners, and international competition winners…”

“Our Munchang department is also inviting reporters to the school!”

“Teacher Park Chang-woon once called a presidential candidate.”

“Again.”

“You…don’t ever mention that incident again…”

The children loved Moon In-seop’s success as if it were their own. Because it was half his job.

However, jealousy is an emotion that occurs to everyone, and first-year middle school students are at an age where it is difficult to hide their emotions.

“Then what do you do? You became famous for entertainment, not novels. Now, it’s trash, right?”

“Honestly, aren’t you an emotional arm? All I could think was that Moon In-seop was working hard to sell his books.”

“Do you believe that? All the stories that appear on entertainment shows were written by broadcast writers. That’s all a script too. Ugh.”

Opinions differed, but no conflict occurred.

This is because, as is the trend these days, where everyone only watches media that suits their tastes, all children talked to friends who shared the same opinions as them.

But there were people who were not afraid of conflict.

Gu Yu-na, the rebel of the rebels, approached the students who were striking and struck them.

“Do you feel special when you criticize Moon In-seop?”

“What, what do you say…”

“Do you think criticizing other people’s sad family stories makes you stronger?”

Gu Yuna was born early, so she is one year younger. And regardless of her age, she is a very small person.

However, the other children did not even think of threatening Gu Yuna with shoulder blows.

Just as the reason why a Chihuahua runs away from a Chihuahua that is showing its teeth and dripping saliva is not because it is big…

‘This guy… his eyes are weird!’

Gu Yuna’s eyes were radiating cold murder.

As Gu Yu-na, who proved her ‘combat power’ several times, sneaked around the classroom like a shark looking for food, the public criticism towards Moon In-seop magically stopped.

Even the large Iljin became silent when Gu Yuna, who had a delicious look in their eyes, came creeping towards them like a ghost.

In that way, Moon In-seop finally entered the classroom where Gu Yu-na had established discipline. Half exhausted.

“Ugh···”

Gu Yuna, who had changed the genre of the classroom from academy drama to horror, stopped wandering around the classroom and took a seat when she saw Moon In-seop.

The children cheered with great emotion.

“Welcome, Inseop!”

“Welcome!”

“You are a hero! Moon In-seop!”

“?”

Moon In-seop just tilted his head with a question mark amidst the excessive cheers.

* * *

The children gathered in the popular culture and arts research club room had strange expressions.

“Long time no see. “How was everyone’s weekend?”

“Uh, uhm…”

“How have you been, then…”

“……”

I watched the broadcast, but I couldn’t say congratulations on becoming famous, and it seemed like it was because it was an ambiguous situation where I couldn’t even comfort him by suddenly asking him if he had been through a lot.

Of course, as soon as I met Gu Yuna in class, she complained to me, listing out the disadvantages of communist hunting. (You can interpret it to mean that you like everything except that.)

I brought out a gift to break the awkward atmosphere. The gift is a piece of paper.

“Senior Kim. “Take this.”

“huh? “What is this?”

[Actor Kim Byeol. I hope you continue to show good acting. Film director So Tae-woong.]

As soon as she received the paper with the word – scrawled on it, Kim Byeol cheered, making dolphin noises.

Even though the high frequency of the famous child actor (which is becoming increasingly difficult to say) was different, there was something different about it.

The high frequency generated by the precise vocalization made the eardrums vibrate. Gu Yu-na calmly covered her ears, and Min Hyo-chan looked a little offended.

Kim Byeol was so excited that she hugged the paper out of breath, not even knowing how other people were looking at her.

“this···! It’s real, right?! Is this really director So Tae-woong’s autograph? really? Is it real? It’s steamy, right? huh?!”

“yes.”

“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah -!

Kim Byeol’s dolphin show resumed briefly. Kim Byeol, who was stomping her feet while sitting on the sofa, finally calmed down and spoke like a human, not a dolphin.

“How was Director So Tae-woong?! What is it like to meet you in person? Passion for creation! Genius! Do you feel that? membrane! huh?!”

Well, that’s fine.

What kind of person is director So Tae-woong?

“A little crazy…?”

Kim Byul looked with a straight face.

“What did you say now?”

I changed my words.

“You are a good film director. “He has manners and looks quite normal on the outside.”

“Of course it’s director So Tae-woong! “He is famous for his fair treatment of his staff!”

“yes.”

“What happened when director So Tae-woong was filming ‘Hwahwa’…”

There was a moment to praise So Taewoong. Kim Byeol, who had been testifying about God’s goodness for a long time, suddenly came to her senses.

Realizing that her three juniors were looking at her with ‘strange’ eyes, Kim Byul coughed gracefully to manage her image. In order not to lose her prestige as a senior.

Of course it was already too late.

“Keu, keuhm! Anyway, I thought it would be good for you to know what kind of person Director So Tae-woong is, so I’ve been talking for a while. “He gave me advice as a senior, so take it to heart.”

“Are you finished praising So Taewoong?”

“Cha, it’s not praise!”

“Okay, then, Demon Sword, let’s come up with a plot and then go home. How is Demon Sword these days, Yuna?”

‘Demon Sword! ‘Please control me!’ is currently in charge of Gu Yuna. She is a man who has mastered Harry Potter fanfiction and is continuing her series without difficulty based on that experience.

Since it was a series every other week, the schedule was generous.

Of course, the comment window was burning like hell, but Gu Yuna did not bother to explain what biweekly serialization meant in the web novel version.

Isn’t it common for a volume of pure literature to come out every few years? I’m just sweating and wondering if only Min Hyo-chan can be like this. Gu Yuna gave the OK sign without hesitation.

“I’m cruising.”

If the loyal readers who are still following the ‘Magam Master’ and the ‘Magam Dan’ had heard it, they would have been twisted and bleeding, but Moon In-seop took what he said at face value.

“good. “Then let’s start the story meeting.”

* * *

After club activities are over, it is naturally time to go home.

The meeting dragged on a bit and dusk fell.

The evening glow passed over the black horizon.

While I was admiring the beautiful scenery, a yawning Kim Byul came into my field of vision.

“Ah, what should I do when I go home…”

For the first time in a while, I got to leave school with Kim Byeol. Since her house is in the same direction, she naturally follows along.

However, this did not happen often, because Kim Byeol usually went to work before school ended, or the manager came to pick her up right after school ended.

“Why won’t the manager come pick me up?”

“Because my schedule is empty!”

“Weren’t you filming a drama?”

“hey! “Don’t you know that your senior’s drama is over?”

“I don’t have a TV at home…”

“Oh, is it because you just moved here?”

“No, I just don’t feel the need to buy it.”

“?”

“?”

As we walked and talked about trivial things, we arrived near my monthly rented room.

“I’m going in.”

“okay! See you tomorrow~”

It was a time when we naturally said hello and were about to part ways. A middle-aged woman approached us.

“mom···?”

Kim Byeol called her mother with a voice mixed with a little joy, a little wonder, and a little fear.

Kim Byeol’s mother smiled softly, walked towards me at a slow pace, and grabbed my hand first, not her daughter’s.

“Oh, aren’t you a literary writer?”

“yes. hello.”

“I am Byeol’s mom. “I came to pick up her daughter and she didn’t expect to see me here. Nice to meet you.”

“Yes, nice to meet you.”

“How much do I like your book? “I couldn’t believe it when I heard that he was my daughter’s friend, but it’s so amazing and nice to see him like this!”

Kim Byeol’s mother was a very sociable and sophisticated person. You could feel it through her tone and fashion.

She very naturally tied up Kim Byul and me and led us as she intended.

“Oh, our school doesn’t have dinner. I guess neither of us had dinner. Right? It’s fate that we met like this, so I’ll treat you something. I heard you like sushi? I was just about to take my daughter to my favorite sushi restaurant…”

“Oh, that’s it…”

“Haha, don’t feel too pressured. Her friend’s mom could buy her food. Especially after our Byeol was filming the movie ‘Sign’, I saw him and promised myself that I would definitely meet the writer someday. “How did you write such a masterpiece…!”

The whole time she was speaking, Byul Kim remained silent, unable to utter a single word, like a butterfly caught in a spider’s web.

In the end, as she intended, we headed to a nearby sushi restaurant. From the outside, it was indistinguishable from a home.

However, seeing as the chef made each piece of sushi and placed it in front of us, and there was no menu with prices on it, no matter how I looked at it, it didn’t seem like an ordinary restaurant.

And her intention in bringing me to such a restaurant did not seem unusual.

Kim Byeol’s mother, who had been trying to embarrass me for a long time, brought up what seemed like a serious matter when the meal was almost over.

“···ah. Now that I think about it, I heard that the novel ‘Communist Hunt’ is being made into a movie. Is that right?”

“yes.”

It seemed like she already knew everything and asked, but she clapped and pretended to be surprised, as if she had just remembered it.

“right. right. Director So Tae-woong! “Our Byeol has loved director So Tae-woong ever since she was young!”

I could have made a joke here by mentioning something that happened at school, but when I glanced at Kim Byeol’s expression, I couldn’t make a joke.

Kim Byul lowered her head slightly and bit her lip.

Eventually, Kim Byeol noticed my gaze and changed her expression as if nothing was wrong.