Chapter 330 – Talent, Dreams, and Happiness (6)
Most of the ten days granted to Gabriela had passed.
During the past time, Gabriela followed Joo-hwan Seo and met many people. Some of them I knew by name from her previous background investigations, others I didn’t know at all.
The first person he met was Seo Ju-hwan’s best friend, Lee Seok-chan. He came to see Gabriella first, as if he already knew her, and explored her with her eyes her, her playfulness and her interest her.
Gabriela asked.
“Ok? Why did you cut off the succession race?”
As far as she knew, Lee Seok-chan had been carrying the title of genius since he was very young. His father as well as the chairman recognized Lee Seok-chan’s talent early on and cherished it.
However, contrary to the expectations of his adults, Lee Seok-chan went astray at some point. The succession race had long since ceased, and he was now attending an ordinary university. If it’s unusual, is it that he’s making a web novel platform with Seo Ju-hwan?
Lee Seok-chan replied:
“Because it bothers me. I don’t really need fortune. Don’t you regret? Why do you do that? It’s a lot more fun now.”
Lee Seok-chan said with eyes that he soon lost interest.
But you look like you’re not having fun. More than you think, he said.
“Hi! Are you also a classmate of Joo-hwan? No? Let’s be friends anyway. Can I call you Gav? I am Yang Hye-ji!”
Hyeji Yang. He was an uninformed person.
According to Seo Joo-hwan, she was an alumni of middle school, but she was a woman who hung out with low-level bullies and dropped out of high school to live a dead end life.
No, she is a woman who lives and ‘has been’.
“Have you been good at drawing since childhood? It’s not. I got it thanks to Joo-hwan. Well, I think he just said something, but I had nothing to do anyway, so I tried it. But did I have any talent here? If I hadn’t tried it, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life.”
She was living a completely different life than before. She entered the art academy out of curiosity, and in about four months she moved up to the senior class, and she recently won a prize in a small painting competition.
Seo Joo-hwan pointed to Yang Hye-ji and said that a surprisingly small opportunity is needed for a person to change.
“Kyaaaaa oh my, oh my! Look at this hair! Platinum crazy! What should I do, can I really cut this hair? Aaaaah, Mr. Joo-hwan, thank you so much. How did you introduce me to this person? Gabriella, can I keep this hair cut?”
New sky. Crazy woman with hair.
However, her skills as a hairdresser were amazing, but looking at her, it seemed meaningless to distinguish whether her talent or interest her came first.
Besides that, she has met many different people.
“Model! Please model! A two-shot with Hayeon! Or a two-shot with Joo-hwan! It’s good to do it together!”
Following her hair her, I also met a woman who is crazy about clothes.
“Yes? What is your job? Uh… In white water To be exact, aspiring voice actors. I gave up on acting because I was too shy, but the voice actor seems to have potential.”
I also met a woman who had once given up on her dreams of her.
“Ahaha. This is the first tarot point. Thank you for your support.”
The Star card. Hope and a bright future.
The future of the aspiring voice actor who revealed her name as Joo Kyung-eun was shining brightly.
On the other hand, she had her fading star her, unlike her her.
“Haha. Aren’t you afraid of losing the light?”
A cartoonist who once dominated the era stroked his graying beard. The old man smiled and answered even the rude question.
“Of course I am afraid. It was scary, and I was frustrated that I was the only one who could do this. At one time, I gave up, and I tried again and regretted it.”
“Then why do you keep drawing…….”
Isn’t it hard? It is to check oneself that has faded compared to the days when I was young. To realize the talent of stepping back. The reality of having to rely on others for one’s own flaws.
“Tiring. But I just couldn’t let it go.”
“…….”
“My lady, would you like to see this?”
The old man manipulated his smart phone with clumsy hand gestures and held it out.
Thousands or tens of thousands of comments appeared on the small screen.
– Thank you for the interesting piece today! I can’t wait for the next part!
– You are familiar with the drawing style, but are you not a martial arts artist? When I was a kid, I really enjoyed the Knights Templar series. To the extent that I still have the first edition of the entire volume. Hopefully I’m not mistaken.
└ It seems to me that the martial artist is right. Somehow I thought the drawing style was familiar, but the way I wrote the lines is perfect.
– You’re a martial artist, right? You don’t know how sad I was when he suddenly disappeared when he was a writer with whom I was in high school. That was already 30 years ago, but I became a mother of two children before I knew it. You don’t know how good it is to see you again.
– I am the father of a child born in 1984. When I was young, thanks to my father who liked comics, I came across comics through the works of a martial artist. At that time, I was able to see the author’s work thanks to my father, but this time I came to see the artist’s work again thanks to my son who likes comics.
└ Me too… Son… For recommending… I came. Son… Comment… I saw… To me… Martial arts… Who… Do you know… He asked. Thanks to… Before… By phone… A cartoon… Copy… Enemy… I didn’t… Until payment… To do… It’s done;;
└ Oh, my father. Stop making dots.
└ It’s nice to see some friends at the class reunion. I came because my daughter told me about it.
└ Ajos are so excitedhaha
└ There is also a lady ^^
└ Something is strange. I’ll have to ask my dad too.
To comic fans who lived in the same era as Kang Pil-chun, the two words “Martial Arts” Were quite meaningful. Kang Pil-chun at that time was in that position.
“Thank you for not forgetting and remembering. It was meaningless to even change the pen name to return to the beginning, but… To be honest, I was delighted. That it remembers me.”
Readers who recognized Kang Pil-chun were, surprisingly, old-generation fans who grew old with him.
The average age of fans is roughly 40 years old.
At that point, there are many people who have not adapted to smartphones, so I thought that he would not be able to recognize his identity after changing his pen name to a painter for a while, but unexpectedly, fans quickly guessed his identity .
Of course, it wasn’t just good comments.
– You said you were a great writer? Then I have to draw an original manga. Why did Seohwan use a straw?
– Do you think your head will roll when you get old? I should even use a strawhaha
– The story sucks. If it wasn’t for the value of Seohwan’s name, neither mice nor birds would have known.
└ There are so many stupid bastards. Does the martial arts writer look like a ? This is beyond the original.
└ I’m sick and tired. It’s not that I don’t like it, but I’m doing it for the sake of it.
Gabriela’s expression hardened when she saw the primary color swear words.
Pilchun Kang said with a bitter face.
“I’m not the type to pay attention to bad comments, but this one hurts quite a bit. It’s true that I can’t weave stories as much as I used to because I’m old. If it wasn’t for Joo-hwan, I wouldn’t have been able to recover.”
“…….”
“But let me tell you.”
The bitterness disappears from Kang Pil-chun’s face. And overflowing emotions and happiness were buried.
He continued.
“What if? There are people who are happy to see my work. I want to be as happy as they are.”
“…….”
“For no other reason. I just love drawing, and I can’t let go of my pen because I’m happy that readers look at my work.”
“… Thank you for your reply.”
Gabriela bowed her head in gratitude. She hadn’t bowed her head in the past few years, so I thought she would be awkward, but surprisingly, she didn’t feel anything.
“Haha. Then would you like to watch my grandson’s cartoon?”
“I know. But I’ve never seen a cartoon, so I’m not sure if it’ll help…….”
“It’s okay. You just have to be honest. Naruto, come here.”
“Oh, hello. You can see it from here. Will Joo-hwan oppa watch it too?”
“Then. Give it to me Gabriela, move aside so we can see each other.”
Gabriella sat side by side with Seo Joo-hwan and watched a cartoon drawn by Kang Na-ru.
‘You are good at drawing. Also this one…….’
Gabriela glanced over the river wharf. Excellent drawing level even for pretending to look at. She was easily convinced now. She realized that geniuses, whom she had thought of as a minority, were very common.
‘By the way, what is this about?’
Gabriella’s eyes narrowed as she read her comics of her. She could look at the picture, but she couldn’t understand the content. She wondered if she was lacking in her Korean skills in her.
At that time, Seo Joo-hwan, who was moving his fingers to find the next episode, let out a short exclamation.
“… Uh?”
Suddenly, Gabriela’s eyes widened slightly. She must have pressed the wrong file, but another picture popped up on the screen instead of a cartoon.
“This…….”
What appeared on the screen was a portrait.
Familiar appearance.
It was an old man in front of her eyes.
‘It’s warm.’
The picture of her on her screen looked just like him. From the wrinkles around her eyes and mouth to every single beard, her meticulous expression her stood out. She was, of course, not up to the paintings of the famous artists she had seen, but somehow she couldn’t take her eyes off them. Even though it was only a picture without warmth, I could feel the warmth.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled a little when he saw Gabriella.
‘Her face has changed quite a bit since the first time I saw her.’
A lot of the expression that I always acted with a mask on has disappeared. Instead of the mask that was beautiful but not affectionate, a clumsy expression was revealed on the outside.
Kang Na-ru then asked.
“Uh, how are you? Are you having fun?”
“…….”
Seo Joo-hwan was silent, but Gabriella opened her mouth.
“Well. Did you say Naru? Do you like to draw?”
“Yes? Ah yes. I want to become a cartoonist like my grandfather.”
Is he a cartoonist, not a painter?
Gabriella smiled softly and stroked her hair.
“I will cheer you on. Work hard.”
“… Thank you.”
Naru Kang replied with tears in her eyes.
I’m not saying it’s fun after all.
*
Dinner time.
“What do you think?”
Seo Joo-hwan asked.
How are the people you’ve seen so far?
Was there anyone among them who wasn’t a genius?
“Juhwan, you were right.”
Gabriela replied with a light smile.
She conceded after nine out of ten days.
Even though I was admitting the truth right away, it took me a long time to get it out of my mouth because it seemed like I was denying my life so far.
Just one thing.
‘I’m still not sure about that.’
Lee Hye-ri stroked her small swollen belly and made a gesture of kindness on her lips. Baek Kang-ho looked at his wife like that.
The formula Seo Ju-hwan said while introducing his girls. The emotions of the women who looked at him with surprised eyes.
– The companion is a dog horn. I’m not love for you, but a tool, right?
That’s right.
If she hadn’t helped herself, she wouldn’t have looked for Seo Joo-hwan. She wouldn’t have had to come all the way to Korea. Even if it restores the ability of divination, it is not much different. If he had been an ordinary person, he would not have thought that he would be easily accepted as a companion.
Because I thought love was a relationship where we could help each other.
I thought so.
‘I don’t know.’
After meeting him, the values I had built over half my life were shaken. Broken, changed.
“Juhwan.”
“Yes?”
“Tomorrow is the last day. Time left for me.”
“Okay. Are you going back the day after tomorrow?”
“Yes. So…”
Worriedly shaking eyes look at him.
“Hug me tonight.”
Gabriela begged.
