Great Novelist

You notice a piece of paper dropping from the sensation of being trampled on.

The condition is still bad. There are already multiple footprints. You can see why the paper is being persecuted.

“The Moon Book.”

That name doesn't look very interesting to me. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have read the activity and would have gone looking for another club. It looks like it's hitting and reaching under the feet of the Lord.

It's a doorway. I read the details. I'm the teacher who took a breather.

“Are you interested in the book? ”

Seongwang, who came out of the crowd, asked.

“I didn't think it would be bad. ”

“Do you want to come in? If I say you, I'll give up the book and go this way. ”

“Giving up the book is because of Sam Han. ”

I pretended not to hear Seogwang and took the information. I already read it, so I handed it to him happily. Introduction

I did not like the look on his face when he read the article.

“They switched it from reading discussions to doorways. Maybe he's a playful rich man. ”

"Playing wealth" refers to wealth whose activities are self-taught. Since it was only the name of the movie, it was an English language edition, and it was actually self-study time. His teacher only shines his face in the middle. The children in it were either solving the problem book, sleeping, or both.

“Well, that's not so bad either. ”

“I see. Well, you can read if you want. ”

Australia was about the same thing. If it is autonomous, you can write. Of course, they're the only students reading and writing among the problems books.

“So this is it? ”

“Yes."

So the two of them decided not to worry. We don't know how many people there are in the wealth that they don't promote. After making up my mind, I proceeded to the Fourth Heaven. I wrote my name on the application and went straight to the office.

Moon's seat was right in the office, and unlike the other teachers who were dealing with the students who had gathered there, he was relaxed in his reading trilogy.

“Sam, the club application. ”

“Oh.”

I look at him with my face held up in the book. I was impressed and received two applications. I just glimpse the name and put it between the books. Without a word, that was all.

Eventually, I asked a lot of questions.

“What do we do? ”

Moon raised one of his lips and said.

“I can't get bitten because I applied anyway. ”

I don't know, but I think it's a lot of money to play with. He's a doorman, so he probably writes.

“It scares me to hear that. ”

“Well, you're used to being forced. ”

“Haha, yes. But you're curious.”

He was the one who lightly said what he wanted to say. Seogwang agreed with him with a smile. As he avoided answering, I asked him persistently. Teacher Moon's gaze turned to the book in his middle hand. I didn't want to hide it, I just wanted to read it quickly.

Books are more important than student questions. Why is this guy a teacher?

There was a buzz in the background. Turning around, two girls were holding the application in their hands. It was a girl who had a short hair tied high. The girl with the hair tied high said.

“Excuse me for a moment. ”

“Huh."

Without even giving him a break to signal the western lights, she forcefully penetrates through the center. After that, the short head follows quietly.

Moon, who received the application from two girls, put the application between the books, just like when I received our application earlier. That was the end of it again. The silence sat for a moment followed by a conversation that had been broken.

Teacher Moon was forced to nod and reply.

“Then let me tell you about the past of the Moon Scroll. How the future can be seen when you know history. ”

“Is there a past in the literature? Didn't the reading department just change their name? ”

“Just by name, isn't the book debate more refined? Change it for something. ”

Even so, two girls remained without returning to the classroom. Moon emphasized to the four people who gathered in front of him that there is no more traditional club than the gatekeeper. He was more lively than ever, explaining the book of verses.

“There's no such thing as a deep tradition. ”

Mr. Moon did not deny what he said.

“That's right. I don't. So he disappeared, but I brought him back. ”

“Aha.”

It seems that this door prophet has taken over the reading discussions and resurrected.

“It's the same as if you still don't exist. ”

A girl tied her head said. Moon slowly picked up a book in front of the children. It was a book I just put in my application for. Several applications were fluttered between the white covers.

“Times are different. Because of him, the wind of literature is rising. ”

The title of the book is traces of birds. He rolls his eyes to the left and to the right, following the book that was shaking in front of him. Moon explained.

“The birth of a high school best-selling author. It means that the gatekeeper was resurrected with that momentum. ”

I remember watching the news that there were more parents sending children to writing school after school. Now that I think about it, it was natural for me to be arrogant because I was surrounded by such things.

We went back to the classroom because it was not a very pleasant topic, and the bell rang.

*

Australia and Seogwang headed to the science prep room. This is Moon Ye's club room. In the science preparation room in the corner on the third floor, it was won in the background of a myth that each has one in the school. It was a very common story, even though the human model on the third floor of the science prep room is alive at midnight. Kindergarten students also lost their smiles.

At the end of the hall, I entered the science prep room, which was separate from the other classrooms. There were already two voters there.

“Hello.”

The woman who tied her hair together greeted her first and followed her with a single head. He and Seogwang went inside and greeted the two of them. This is the second meeting I've seen in the office.

The four of you sat face to face with a long desk. In front of him, there was a single headed girl. I could see how awkward it was.

“Are you two in the same class? ”

“Yeah. You guys saw them come in together? ”

Seogwang asked and the woman in the ponytail replied. Seogwang gave his name and started with his name.

“I'm Ahn Sun Hwa. This is Yoon Spring.”

He also said his name. Seogwang said to avoid the silence and awkwardness that comes after introduction.

“Why did you two enter the door book? ”

“Because I like books. ”

I had a bright smile on his face. He shoulders and wails for his comrade immediately, but then he puts his butt back on the chair.

“Comics.”

“Comics?”

Different disciplines. He was a writer. Not that he didn't read the comic book, but he had a taste for white paper with tightly packed writing on it. When Seogwang was disappointed inside, he asked.

“I think they had a comic book department. ”

“That's a lot of money to play with. I don't want a fake club with just a name. How dare you shell out two sacred words called cartoons? ”

She frowned as if it were unpleasant, and he admired her. She was proud of the cartoon.

“What about the friend next to you? Did you say spring, because you like comics? ”

Seogwang asked Spring with a curiosity, but she nodded in a positive way, contrary to the expectations of Seogwang. Every time she shakes her head, the hair around her cheeks shakes.

“Sunhwa recommended it. I'm enjoying it. ”

“Well, why don't you take an interest in a book this time? I can recommend it to you if you like. ”

“No, yeah. ”

In response to spring, Seogwang asked him with his eyes. That means I know. I don't want to. He replied, I don't know.

I spoke to him as if I couldn't lose to Western sales.

“What about you? ”

“I've read some famous works. ”

He mentioned a few comic books that he knew. She rubs her eyes and pushes her face in. I stepped back and thought. I think I messed with this one.

“Dream, friendship, love. Lively character design and protagonist adventure. between the lessons of life melting gently and the appearance of a sweet and salty youth. I can't help but admire your talent for creating a wide readership with a clean composition and a robust storyline. ”

He unconsciously stared at the light. It was a scene I've seen a lot. Seogwang was listening to her speech with a serious face.

“I also recommend the short comic book, which is the author's debut. It's a story of an actor with a girl with a rare disease. The two of you rely on each other and burn the will of life, and there is nothing in it that is short of character, plot, plot and lines! ”

“Hmm."

“If you say you want to read, I can get you out of my bag right away. ”

“No disrespect. ”

“Tsk.”

It was a line that kicked his tongue right into his rejection. In front of him, Seogwang said.

“Yes. He decided to read the book I recommended first. ”

“Did I do that? ”

The murmur of Australia did not reach the ears of the western lights. He pulls a book out of his bag and pushes it into the painting.

“Here. You've heard the name. Nowadays, if you don't know this work, you're an spy. ”

“Oh, that. ”

“Yes, I know. ”

Shenzhen and Spring made a sound at the same time. I had to get used to it. It is a book that speaks at Masscom and mentions Mr. Moon. The birth of a genius writer. Traces of birds. All the critics were excellent.

“I didn't read it. ”

In response, Seongwang turned on the lights and told the story. The story of a boy who's afraid of birds.

“If you say you want to read it, I can give it to you right away without having to take it out of my bag. ”

“I don't need it. ”

The line of fire is bitterly rejected.

“I'm negative. A woman who wants to walk the opposite path from many choices. Even if I read it, I'll read it when it goes down. ”

“What? What is that stubbornness? ”

“Stubborn for what? ”

Since then, Seonghwa and Seonghwa were busy growling at each other. Spring was restless and tried to stop them both, but it didn't work.

He left the two of them alone and looked inside the science lab. Various experimental tools are inside the Storage. In the left-hand corner, there are a number of unused desks and chairs. Horses were the science prep room, and it was a storage space. Every time I took a breath of air, there was a faint smell of alcohol along with me.

Glug.

At the sound of the door opening, the four of you turn your heads together. There was a new guest standing there. A strong body and long arms and legs that can be felt beyond the uniform. Short hair on the scalp. Extraordinarily white teeth that appear between thick lips.

And black skin.

“Black?”

Someone mutters.