Chapter 74 – Chapter 74 – #Bridge Intern Maeng So-Yul
I could hear your name now.
Even after saying his name, he shook his head at the sight of him quickly turning his gaze away and looking at the computer.
I was already worried about whether he would follow as well as I taught him.
Her bobbed hair, small face, and dark black thin eyebrows above her fair-skinned, cat-like eyes.
She didn’t wear any special makeup, but her lips were pink.
I don’t know if it was makeup I didn’t know about, but what was clear was that the makeup wasn’t too thick.
However, there was a lot of moisture in the skin, so it looked very firm.
“It sucks.”
She licked her lips and pulled out a chair and sat down.
It looks pretty, but it seemed like it would be difficult for a junior at work.
Tiririk.
As soon as I sat down, the door opened and Won Yoo-chan came in.
Originally, he was right next to me, but now he was sitting on the other side of the partition.
“Hello, sir.”
“Sub~.”
I was shocked when I saw Maeng So-yul’s face while saying hello as usual.
“Hello.”
Won Yoo-chan nodded with a heavy body, and Maeng So-yul also nodded and accepted.
If you are a new employee, you might be nervous, but rather than that, you have a strong curiosity about the company.
First of all, it didn’t seem like a normal reaction to show interest in the desk and computer.
“Brother, I bought a sandwich on the way. Do you want to eat it?”
“No, I don’t eat. You always buy me sandwiches, hamburgers, and bread every morning.”
I don’t skip a day every day, and I take turns buying three specific brands, but to be honest, I’ve been bitten by stealing for almost a month.
I shook my head because I was sick of seeing fast food.
“Aren’t you tired of that?”
I asked Won Yoo-chan, who put down a large bag to fit his heavy body across from me.
“Yeah, I really like this. Haha.”
“That’s right, Yuchan, I’ll send you the files I’ve organized in a little while.”
“Yep.”
Around the time the smell of sandwiches spread through the company, Kim Woo-hyun and Woo Da-young walked in holding hands.
It was unchanging love as usual. When I saw the two of them, I felt something warm in my heart.
“You two should get married soon.”
It seemed that a married woman would be more warm-hearted than her lady-in-law.
“Whatever, I’m going to take a seat and do it.”
Woo Da-yeong quietly raised her middle finger, but pretended not to see it.
“Ah, Mr. Soyul, you’re here. Hello, do you remember my face? This way.”
Maeng So-yul, who was still standing, followed Kim Woo-hyun’s gesture and moved.
“Siwoo, Yoochan, you guys are coming too.”
As usual, they gathered around the conference table. It was convenient not to have to prepare Maeng So-yul’s own because there was an extra chair.
Dreuk.
After sitting down one by one, Kim Woo-hyun smiled broadly and introduced Maeng So-yul.
“Did you say hello earlier? This is Maeng So-yul, an intern who will work with Siwoo this time.”
Clap clap clap
Unlike me and Won Yoo-chan, who applaud without a soul, Woo Da-young was clapping with a heartfelt smile.
“Shall I introduce myself?”
I looked at Maeng So-yul, wondering if he could introduce himself well.
Nod
He politely put his hands on his belly button and bowed at the waist.
I wasn’t even a studious, so I didn’t know how to greet them neatly.
“Hello, I’m Maeng So-yul. Thank you very much.”
Needless to say, it was a short greeting like hers.
Clap clap clap
“Welcome~.”
With Dayoung Woo’s bright voice, they clapped again.
“As I explained during the interview, I am the president, and this is Dayoung Woo from the sound team. That is Siwoo Nam, the head of the editing team 1, and Yuchan Won, the team leader of the 2nd editing team.”
After her unremarkable greeting, I took her back to her seat.
“Mr. Soyul.”
“Yes.”
She asked, scratching her forehead as she sat her down in her seat.
“Do you know how to handle an editing program?”
“Nope.”
It was so bold that I was intimidated.
“Aha… Adobe…”
It was an unknown sight.
“We use Premiere Pro and After Effects…”
I don’t know Adobe, but I couldn’t understand the programs made by Adobe.
“Then do you know how to use photoshop?”
“Nope.”
“Then, of course, you don’t even know how to hold a peak…?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t even know how to make cuts…?”
“Yes.”
She smiled brightly at her, revealing her healthy teeth, then stood up with her cigarette and lighter.
“Do you want to smoke?”
“…Nope.”
“Okay, then wait a minute, I’ll just smoke a cigarette.”
“Yes.”
I was about to leave with only a pack of cigarettes in her mouth, but I just took the pack and came out.
Seeing my face, Won Yoo-chan also followed me down to the first floor.
Profit.
When I lit it, Won Yoo-chan lit a cigarette and asked.
“What do you say?”
“…”
I closed my eyes and looked up at the sky.
“Sueup, whoa~.”
Tobacco tasted bitter today.
“I don’t know anything.”
“Newbie?”
“Ssang.”
“Wow, work hard, brother.”
As she exhaled her cigarette smoke at Won Yoo-chan, whom she hated for no reason, she hit her heavy body and evaded it with quick movements.
“This shack…”
“Haha, think of it as if you are teaching a junior in the first grade.”
“I’m not even a professor… If you teach through FM, you can’t die under my command.”
In the end, it seemed that only necessary things should be taught.
“Isn’t there a lot of deadlines left?”
“Two or three days are the longest, you know.”
The long time given for editing was only about 2-3 days.
Mostly, what I received had to be edited on the same day or the next day.
Those beyond that period are mostly outdoor broadcasts, but there were still a few in Neulsom Studio, and it was a work that required the touch of an expert.
“…Whoa.”
After spitting out the last smoke, I flicked the butt with my fingers.
“Hey.”
Won Yoo-chan picked up the butt that had bounced off the wall and put it in the bucket.
“You shouldn’t be rude here.”
“Then did you teach?”
Haha!”
I hated Won Yoo-chan, who laughed loudly and pretended to kick me, and I avoided him.
It was even more disgusting to see how fast he was as a pig.
“Let’s go up.”
He pressed his throbbing temples and climbed up.
Back at her office, she was sitting and working on her computer.
“Whoa.”
After shortening her breathing, I approached her.
It’s her first day since she came and she knows nothing.
“Then I’ll teach you from the beginning. Now, this is the mouse.”
Click.
“It’s a click.”
Then, while she was blank, she looked at me with her eyes asking if she was serious. For some reason, I felt ashamed and humiliated.
“Anyway. Then, I got the program before you came.”
She got rid of all useless things and told me one by one what to use in the field.
I looked at her as she explained, and I saw her nod.
“Did you remember everything?”
“Yes.”
“Then…”
She plugged in the USB and opened a file.
“Then I’ll edit this. If you look, the audio is empty, right?”
“Yes.”
“I have to cut and paste this here. Would you like to try what I just told you?”
I tried to do it with small hands, but it didn’t seem to work.
“After reverting like this… Try again. Tell me when you’re done editing.”
“Yep.”
It didn’t matter if I blew it up because it was the original of the video that had been finished before the deadline.
Bu-wook.
I tore up a piece of notebook that I had placed roughly next to me and started writing down frequently used shortcut keys.
I’ve been writing a lot by hand lately, so my handwriting has increased quite a bit.
“Hmm, satisfied.”
After her long absence from studying in her library, she asked her.
“How long have you been editing?”
“…About half.”
“Hmm, let’s see.”
I pulled a chair and stood next to her to check.
“You did a good job. I’m going to continue practicing with this today. Here’s a list of frequently used keyboard shortcuts. Can you memorize them?”
“Yes.”
It allowed her to practice with video.
“Tell me if you don’t know anything. I’ll teach you.”
Her week seemed like something I would have to hold on to and let her know one by one.
First of all, I moved my hands quickly to finish my work.
Crash.
I felt Maeng So-yul glancing at me from the side at the sound of the fast keyboard.
“You can’t look at me, you have to practice.”
“Yes.”
He was a boring friend with an inconsistent tone of voice.
Lunch hour.
Woo Da-young got up first and said.
“Me and Woohyun and I will eat together.”
“Okay~.”
The two of them left, and this time Won Yoo-chan stood up.
“Hyung-nim, let’s go eat. Let’s cook a bossam restaurant in front of us.”
“Okay, let’s go to George. Mr. Soyul. Let’s go.”
At those words, a swearing rate arose.
Glancing at her monitor, she seemed to have been doing it all morning until she got used to what I told her.
Looking down at her desk, I saw that the things I had written down had been transferred to her own notebook.
Even without words, it seemed that he was making an effort.
“By the way, was there a Bossam restaurant nearby?”
When asked after closing the company door, Won Yoo-chan answered confidently.
“Of course.”
“How do you know all of that?”
Most of the places Yu-chan Won took me to had good taste.
“Lunch was there when I followed the crowds.”
“…Wow.”
Thanks to that, I didn’t have to worry about what to eat today, so it was convenient.
There were quite a few small companies around, so people flocked to the restaurant at lunchtime.
If you order it as a lunch special, it comes out neatly, but usually the team leaders know this kind of place well, so it was just amazing.
Tok.
Tok.
While eating, Maeng So-yul, who was sitting next to me, removed the oily part of Bossam.
Won Yoo-chan, who sat across from her, who she thought was an unusual child, looked at her with an uncomfortable expression.
The reason she knew later was after she heard herself say, ‘It’s delicious because it has oil.’
§
A few days passed.
In the meantime, I was busy teaching basic things next to Maeng So-yul.
Fortunately, he was a child with a calm expression, so even if he hated it, I didn’t know, so that was good.
“Huh~, hello~.”
In the morning, Dahee Woo appeared waving her hand, and she was wearing a gray blazer and white fluttering clothes with either a semi-see-through or blouse underneath.
“Isn’t the skirt too short?”
Looking at her gray skirt at Woo Da-young’s criticism, she raised her mouth.
“This is adult fashion~. Woohyun-ah~. Let’s go~.”
I crossed my arms around Kim Woo-hyun, who was preparing, and tried to drag him away.
“Hello Siwoo~.”
He greeted me, but somehow his eyes weren’t different from before.
I was in the process of realizing the effect of 0 influence.
“Wait a minute sister. I’ll be back.”
Kim Woo-hyun also dressed up in a suit for the first time in a while and packed his belongings.
It was because the response to the promotional video completed this time was good, so a table was set up for a meal with the officials.
“Don’t go and get work.”
At my playful words, Kim Woo-hyun just laughed and went outside.
More time passed and Woo Da-young got up and left work while talking on the phone with Kim Woo-hyun.
“Brother, I will go too.”
“Yeah.”
I hadn’t been caught for a while, so I was helping Won Yoo-chan with his work.
When I folded it and got up, Maeng So-yul, who was sitting next to me, was concentrating on practicing.
I handed over a few videos, but seeing that he didn’t get tired of it, he had more grit than I thought.
“I’m off work, Soyul.”
He spoke in an appropriate tone.
“…Just a little more.”
“Okay, when you go, turn off all the lights and just close the door.”
“Yes.”
As a result of watching him for several days, it seemed that he continued to practice and then leave work.
I didn’t know what time I got off work.
§
When I got home, I scratched my forehead with a pen and thought of the next scenario.
“Influence Sup, it’s too bad.”
It’s regrettable, and this time I thought of writing a new story.
“I think it would be fun to completely change the world view…”
I wanted to bring an apocalypse and do a zombie or nuclear war survivor, but it seemed like I couldn’t handle it.
I didn’t have the confidence to write a short story by hand in a scenario book.
Besides, the sense of incongruity would skyrocket, so the points were essential.
“Shall we try one more sister rice bowl…? Which of the sisters’ pussies is better? Having them compete with each other would be fun too.”
However, I had to be prepared to be pulled out.
Scratching my balls, I wrote down the synopsis that came to my mind as if scribbling.
§
Several days passed again.
The cooldown was over and the level of immersion was low, approaching 0%.
And still, Maeng So-yul was practicing all day with the new things he had learned.
“Can I see this?”
I saw her scribble something on her, so she hinted at me and she glanced at me.
“Nope.”
“…Yes, then.”
I didn’t even need to see it, so I just skipped it.
In the meantime, it’s work time that came back.
I watched in silence as Maeng So-yul continued to practice after leaving work one by one.
I wanted to keep an eye on what time he would leave work.
[PM 07:00]
[PM 08:00]
[PM 08:45]
She couldn’t help but admire her as she practiced until the time when the sun was setting and it was nearly 9 p.M.
It was guts, it was nabal, and it was clear that this was crazy.
“…”
I looked at her with a glance at her, but I didn’t notice my gaze as she was concentrating on her practice.
Suddenly, I had a small curiosity because I wanted to do this to this extent.
Bassrock.
After taking out a scenario book from my bag and opening it, I began to jot down lightly.
Only about an hour’s worth.
I wrote her screenplay with the intention of lightly finding out about her even though she is silent.
Square square.
After writing everything down, I closed the notebook.
“Soyul, are you done practicing?”
“…Not yet.”
“What time do you usually do it?”
“It’s until nine o’clock.”
Looking at the time, it was almost 9 o’clock.
“Then would you like to talk to me for a minute?”
