Chapter 343 – Fifty Is Too Much (3)
Kim Hyun-young is young compared to her age her. She is and she looks very nicely aged. She must have been very pretty when she was young. It was clear that she had rang several men.
But that was when he was young, and no matter how much he was in his fifties, it was impossible! Seo Joo-hwan swallowed her dry saliva and checked her status window her. And then he let out a sigh of relief.
‘Phew. Thank god. I felt cold for a moment.’
The liking level went up by one level, but the sexual desire went down by one level. Presumably, the blessing was not pointing to Kim Hyun-young.
‘Then why did the blessing rise?’
She was like that when she was lost in doubt.
She said as Kim Hyun-young looked at him with admiration.
“Writer Seo, would you like to go out for dinner? If it’s okay with writer Seo, I’d like to talk more.”
Seo Ju-hwan postponed the question and nodded his head coldly.
“Hey, thank you. It was already a pity to go back.”
A physical relationship is physiologically unreasonable, but it was welcome if it was to talk about writing.
‘We only talked for two or three hours, but my skill level went up by 1%.’
Not just 1 percent. While writing ‘Eunah Healing’ and pure literature studies for the past few weeks, the level of proficiency he raised was only a decimal point.
However, the conversation with Kim Hyun-young quickly raised the proficiency of the writing (A+/A+) talent, which had been sluggish. She even wanted to take her as her teacher her.
“Huh, I’m glad. Oh, by the way, a guest is coming, will that be okay?”
“A guest?”
“Yes. My disciple was supposed to come today.”
Hyunyoung Kim is a professor at the Department of Creative Writing at Daehan University of the Arts. Recalling that fact, Seo Joo-hwan internally sang joy.
‘This is it!’
This was the reason why the blessing suddenly came to mind. There was a high probability that the blessing pointed to her disciple her, not Kim Hyun-young.
“I am okay. However, I am worried that my disciple will be uncomfortable.”
“Ugh. That will be fine maybe.”
After saying that, Kim Hyun-young glanced over the bookshelf. That was the reason she called the disciple today.
*
The Department of Creative Writing at Daehan University of the Arts is one of the top three prestigious schools in Korea. Many of the famous writers in the literary world were graduates of Daehan University of the Arts.
Woo Seo-yoon is a student at Daehan University of the Arts. She was in her fourth year this year and was preparing for her debut in the literary world as she was about to graduate.
“January is already over. There are only two months left.”
“You mean the contest? There must be a lot of people aiming for it in our grade, right?”
“Is it just our grade? Seniors who have already graduated must have their eyes on you. Senior Min Jeong-woo said he was also preparing to sharpen his teeth.”
At the name Min Jeong-woo, Woo Seo-yoon’s eyebrows her slightly furrowed. Min Jeong-woo was her ex-boyfriend.
“I didn’t like that senior. You’re so fucking stupid.”
“Who is it? In what time of day are you, you still have an old-fashioned mindset. Because of web novels, the quality of literature is declining, and literature is dying because the level of readers is low. If you twist it, you should write it well, why blame the readers?”
“That’s it… To be honest, that senior writes well, doesn’t he?”
“Hey, then what are you doing? You haven’t climbed yet.”
“That too.”
No matter how well she wrote, if she hadn’t made it to the stage, she was no different from the students at school. It would be similar everywhere, but what was needed to be treated in this edition was not age, but stage appearances and book sales.
“… But isn’t that the same for us?”
“…….”
In other words, they were just mediocre students who hadn’t made it to the stage yet. It is also a student who is in the 4th grade this year and is about to graduate. At least, the 1st to 3rd graders still have a fence called school, but it was time to make a choice for them, who are in the 4th grade. Do you keep holding on to writing or do you compromise with reality?
Did he want to escape the bleak reality? One of my friends turned to another topic.
“Oh, but you know what? Did you open a web novel site called Novell Dice this time? The total prize money for the competition there is 2 billion, 2 billion.”
Friends who did not know the news widened their eyes at those words.
“Two billion? Isn’t it 200 million?”
“No. The prize money for the grand prize alone is 300 million won. The grand prize is 5 people each with 100 million won.”
“Hey. Aren’t you crazy? What kind of web novel contest prize money is so big?”
“I know yeah. It seems to be trying to increase the pool of writers because it’s a new site, but my jaw dropped. The Excellence Prize is 5,000, but 12 people are selected?”
“Wow, it turned. How much was the prize money for literary contests these days?”
“It must be around 100 million?”
“Uh? That many?”
“No, the total prize money is 100 million. The target will be around 3,000. The most recent prize money must have been 5,000 grand prizes?”
“Oh, what is that?”
A sigh of despair escaped the mouths of the companions. The prize money of the literature contest is not as good as the excellence prize of a web novel contest? It was a moment that even made me feel unfair.
At that time, one of the party said, stretching her body as if she was losing her energy.
“Shall I write a web novel too? I don’t know the grand prize, but I’m confident about the excellence award.”
“What are you saying? Arthur, Arthur. If the professors find out, they go crazy. You won’t be able to dream of going on stage in the future, right?”
“How do professors know if you use a pen name?”
“Look at him? Are you serious?”
“No, honestly, web novel writers make good money these days. But if you don’t make it to the stage, you won’t be able to eat or die. Where are you going to rest after climbing the stage? Realistically speaking, web novels are better. I will not starve.”
“I still have pride.”
“Hey, what about pride? Honestly, what if we write a web novel? The generation of professors and Min Jung-woo look down on web novels and young old people like him. The quality of the web novel is low? Then we, who have learned properly, can improve the quality.”
“Well, I heard that Yesung, who took a leave of absence the other day, gave up on the stage because of Webso. Looks pretty good Do we really want to do it too?”
“Let’s do it. Since the contest here in March.”
“Eh. Then you can’t do it? The Spring Literary Contest is in April.”
“Anyway, that’s hopeless. Are there any competitors? It’s also in July, so I’m going there. Earn some pocket money before that.”
“How is Seoyoon? I already said that I almost finished submitting the New Year’s Literary Contest. So, can’t both of them participate?”
“Right, right. If it’s Seoyoon, maybe she can win the grand prize in both competitions?”
“… Seo Yoon-ah? What’s wrong with your face?”
Did you feel something strange? In the midst of her chatter, one of her friends called her with a puzzled look on her face.
Woo Seo-yoon smiled and stood up from her seat.
“Guys, sorry. I have an appointment, so I will wake up first.”
“Oh, did you say you had an appointment tonight?”
“Yes. It was fun today. See you later.”
“Goodbye, Seo Yoon-ah. Fighting for the contest!”
“Thank you.”
*
Woo Seo-yoon, who came out of her cafe, let out a small sigh.
‘They’re not bad guys.’
Rather good friends. In a position where we have to compete together, how easy would it be to give genuine support?
But as she continued to listen, she became more and more annoyed. It wasn’t that she was annoyed by the mention of her ex-boyfriend her, Min Jeong-woo. Will you care about that when we broke up?
Woo Seo-yoon frowned as he recalled what the girls had said.
‘Are you confident enough to win the Excellence Award? Do you earn some pocket money? Without even trying it.’
They say that web novels are popular, so it’s not something to look down on, but aren’t they the ones who look down on them? It was disappointing to say that if you put your mind to it, you can easily succeed. How can you say such things easily without looking down on them?
But apart from that, the story about Nobel Dice was interesting.
‘Didn’t I say there’s also a romance section?’
I was tempted. The prize money is huge, but should we aim for the target? As my friends said, the works to be submitted to the New Year’s Literary Contest have already come to an end. All that remains is retirement. If you prepare from now on, you will be able to challenge at least one more contest.
‘If I use a pen name, even the professor won’t know.’
First name is never If the professor finds out, the teacher-teacher relationship may end. Although I am a respected professor, people in the literary world of my age disapproved of the fact that it was a web novel.
“Oh, I’m going to be late. I have to go.”
Woo Seo-yoon caught a taxi.
Today was her first visit her to the professor’s house.
*
She is screwed Why does the professor have that book? A confused voice came out.
“Yes, yes?”
It was an awkward question. Feeling guilty, she averted her gaze.
The respected professor asked again.
“Seoyun-ah, you wrote this, right?”
“That, that…….”
For a moment, I thought that maybe I should catch it now. But the professor already had a confident face.
There is a saying that style is fingerprint. This is because each writer has his or her own style of writing and frequently uses words. And even if you can change your pen name, you cannot cheat your fingerprint. In fact, there were some readers who guessed like ghosts the identities of the writers who changed their pen names just by looking at the style.
In the end, Seoyoon Woo closed her eyes tightly and nodded her head.
“Yes. The novel I wrote is correct…….”
“As expected, Seoyoon, you were Wooyun.”
‘Uyun’ was the pen name she used when writing her web novels. She had her believed remorse inwardly. I should think about a pen name a little more before choosing it. She thought it would be enough to remove only the letters in the middle, but she resented herself in the past.
It was then. The man she had n’t seen before said, looking at her with a surprised look on her face.
“Your name is Wooyun? The Uyun who wrote ‘I possessed a time-limited villainess’ and ‘I am an extra maid, but it is difficult to seduce a tyrant’?”
“…… !”
Woo Seo-yoon let out a soundless scream with her pale face.
‘Kyaaaaagh Don’t say the title out loud!’
If it wasn’t for the professor, I would have shut that mouth right away! She looked down at her floor with her fresh red face. She couldn’t quite lift her head.
What would the professor think? Now you’re saying you’re not my disciple? Did the podium cross the water in the future? Anyway, that guy is handsome I think I saw it somewhere No, more than that, how did the professor have that book?
All kinds of thoughts swirled in her head. But no matter how much time passed, her words were not heard.
Woo Seo-yoon lifted her head slightly and looked at her professor.
“… Professor?”
The professor was covering his mouth with a flushed face. The corners of his eyes his trembled, and the pupils his were moist with water.
Are you that disappointed?
At that time, the professor, Kim Hyun-young, seemed like he couldn’t stand it! And he let out a laugh.
“Poo-wow! Mi-sorry, Seo Yoon-ah. By the way, the title is, puheuhuhh! Ahahahaha!”
“…….”
Woo Seo-yoon bit her mouth tightly. And she was glad at the man who was laughing from behind.
Are you sure you didn’t do that on purpose?
*
Dinner spot.
Kim Hyun-young asked Woo Seo-yoon, who was eating his eyes her by himself.
“Seo Yoon-ah, when did you start writing web novels?”
“Coke! Cough Cough!”
Woo Seo-yoon heard a case in response to a sudden question.
“Oh, Seo Yoon-ah, are you okay? What should we do.”
Seo Joo-hwan smiled and tore off a piece of tissue and handed it over.
“Here you go.”
“Coke, go, thank you.”
“You’re welcome, writer Woo Yoon.”
“…….”
Is this man making fun of you on purpose? Surely it can’t be like that in the first meeting? It will be an illusion.
Seo Joo-hwan looked at her with her laughter flowing inside her. I felt like I had to tease him for attention.
“Wasn’t it in 2009 when writer Woo Yoon first published it?”
Woo Seo-yoon’s eyes widened.
“How?”
“That’s because I’m a reader who has been with you since the beginning of the series. I have seen all of the author’s works of his. I also enjoyed watching ‘Flowers with Blood’, which you recently completed.”
“Go, thank you.”
Woo Seo-yoon bows her head with a bewildered look. When he said that he was a reader who had seen all of his works her, his attitude his naturally became polite. Even a male reader, which is rare in the romance world.
At the same time, on the one hand, a small dissatisfaction reared its head again.
‘I know all the titles, so why bother?’
Maybe it was on purpose too. I was definitely laughing earlier.
“Thank you for writing such a good work. I have everything that came out in paperback. Oh, and I also bought a personal map. Please continue to write good articles.”
It also seems to be an illusion. There’s no way such a good reader would have done that. He was a grateful reader who even separately purchased individual magazines he picked when he was 20 years old. Woo Seo-yoon bowed his head once more.
Kim Hyun-young looks at Woo Seo-yoon with her curious eyes and asks.
“It was written a lot longer than I thought. I’ve only seen things up to 14 years old.”
“That, that’s all the previous works were taken down last year.”
“Didn’t you tell me right away? It’s too bad.”
“Ahaha. I’m sorry. I thought the professor would definitely hate it.”
“Oh, do you mean you saw me as such a tight-fisted person? I’m a bit disappointed with Seoyoon.”
“Oh, no. Professor, I don’t mean that…….”
Woo Seo-yoon waved his hand with a puzzled face.
Meanwhile, Seo Joo-hwan smiled and looked at Kim Hyun-young.
‘He’s quite playful.’
Woo Seo-yoon seemed embarrassed and didn’t see it, but Kim Hyun-young had a mischievous smile on his lips.
Kim Hyun-young calmed down her student and said.
“It is a joke. Say hi instead. Here, the author is also a person who writes web novels.”
“Yes?”
Seo Joo-hwan bowed his head slightly and said hello.
“It’s late to say hello. This is Seo Joo-hwan. My pen name is Seohwan.”
“… Are you Seohwan?”
Woo Seo-yoon’s eyes widened as if they would tear.
At the same time, a series of system messages popped up.
[Woo Seo-yoon’s affinity has risen to C+ grade.]
[Woo Seo-yoon’s affinity has risen to B grade.]
[Woo Seo-yoon’s affinity has risen to B+ grade.]
*
After the meal, they had a light chat and concluded.
“Then, sir, I’ll see you again.”
“You are welcome anytime.”
After leaving Kim Hyun-young’s house, Seo Ju-hwan looked back at Woo Seo-yoon. Woo Seo-yoon, who was looking at him, looked away startled at the gaze that met her. Curly brown hair moved along with his head.
Seo Joo-hwan said with a small smile.
“Writer Wu, where are you? I’ll give you a ride if you like.”
“Uh, did you bring tea?”
“Yes. I parked it nearby.”
“Um…….”
Woo Seo-yoon was in trouble. He rode in the car of a man he saw for the first time today, normally he would have refused at once. However, the fact that her opponent was her ‘Seo-hwan’ made her worry. She was a huge fan of author Seohwan.
Seo Joo-hwan saw Woo Seo-yeon in trouble and activated her abilities her inwardly.
[Activate the special ability ‘Whisper’.]
[There is an unknown trust in the user’s words.]
“Because it was winter, it got dark quickly. I’m worried. And… “
“?”
“I want to talk more about the work with writer Woo. There are no other writers I know.”
“Ah, me too. I’m preparing for the debut stage, but if I run into a familiar face, it’s a bit sore.”
Woo Seo-yoon also had no separate contact with other writers. She didn’t meet people because she was afraid that the judges of the literary contest would look badly if the fact that she wrote even one web novel leaked out.
Seo Joo-hwan said with her face that she was fine.
“How about hanging out sometimes? The teacher will also visit you.”
“Like.”
“Haha. Then let us speak. I see you’re the same age.”
“Is that so? No, yes.”
She exchanged her cell phone number with Woo Seo-yoon. Right after she did, she casually headed for the parked car. Seeing her large and crude carnival her, Woo Seo-yoon blinked her eyes in surprise.
‘Write. Should I buy another car?’
Isn’t that a bit like a carnival?
