Chapter 347 – Lunar New Year Holiday (4)
Due to Soon-ae Kim’s sudden birth, she had to stay three days longer than planned. Actually, Seo Joo-hwan didn’t mind going home first, but he chose to stay because Seo Jeong-ho secretly wanted him to stay with him.
Of course, there was nothing Seo Joo-hwan could do. At most, would it be Seo Jeong-ho’s counterpart? More precisely, it was closer to career counseling.
Seo Jeong-ho looked at me with an embarrassed face and asked.
“Isn’t it too much? You said I was working Just don’t waste your time, make money…….”
Seo Jeong-ho didn’t even answer, but he was talking gibberish. He showed a demeanor that was not usually confident, and showed no signs of self-confidence.
Seo Joo-hwan first calmed down his cousin his.
“I haven’t even seen it yet. Why are you making your own conclusions?”
“No, that’s because I can’t draw too well…….”
After saying that, Seo Jeong-ho looked at the smartphone screen I handed him and turned his head away with a growl. The answer is that you can’t see it at all. On the phone screen, there was a cartoon drawn with a skill that fits the word development bird.
Seo Joo-hwan laughed while watching the cartoon. Did you think it was a joke? Seo Jeong-ho’s face turned red as he watched.
‘I couldn’t draw it.’
To be honest, I couldn’t draw too badly. I wonder if I can call this a painting. I could understand why Seo Jeong-ho couldn’t easily tell me about his dream.
To dream of becoming a webtoon writer with these skills. As much as he knows his skills well, he would n’t have been able to say it easily. In addition, given the difficult family situation and the birth of a late child with an 18-year age difference, they must have given up, judging that it was practically impossible.
However, Seo Joo-hwan brought the abandoned dream to the surface. He will support you as much as you want, so if you have something you want to do, say something, and the first thing that came to your mind was comics.
Seo Joo-hwan continued to turn the page.
‘I couldn’t draw. It’s embarrassing to even call it a real painting… It’s strange that I keep seeing them.’
To be honest, I found Seo Jeong-ho’s cartoons more interesting than the ones of Kang Na-ru, who boasted of high quality. I wonder if this is why they say that the story is more important than the drawing.
Seo Ju-hwan honestly expressed his impressions of him.
“Cartoons are fun.”
“Really?”
Seo Jeong-ho, who was trying to sell the rat hole himself, asked with a surprised face. He asked again in disbelief.
“Isn’t that a nice way to say cousin? To be honest, I didn’t draw too much. I’m not a stickman because I’ve tried my best, but…….”
“A stickman is better, man. I couldn’t really draw. I couldn’t draw too badly Even if I draw with my left hand, I think I can draw better than this?”
“I can’t say anything like that…….”
Seo Jeong-ho glared at Seo Ju-hwan with displeasure. However, since Seo Joo-hwan knew that he was good at drawing to the point that he even drew illustrations himself, he had no choice but to shut up.
Seo Joo-hwan smiled and called Seo Jeong-ho’s status window.
〈 Jeongho Seo 〉
Gender: Men
Age: 19
Height: 176cm
Weight: 68kg
Likeability: B+
Current sexual desire: B
Fetish: –
Retained Talents: Conception (D+/A+), Imagination (C/A), Directing (C/A)
There was no fetish, and the liking was higher than expected. Sexual desire… Being a male high school student in his prime, is it natural for him to be in the B grade?
Anyway, what matters is talent.
Seo Joo-hwan, who confirmed his talent, clicked his tongue inwardly. He had seen it the other day when he checked it out, but it was a talent he envied anew.
‘Imagination talent. I want it soon.’
The talent he most wanted to acquire lately was imagination.
New subjects, unpredictable stories, unique characters.
Writers and readers have always been thirsty for freshness.
Anyway, I’ll think about this later.
Seo Joo-hwan said to his cousin who was sullen.
“Cheer up, man. The drawings are really different, but the cartoons are fun. Do you know what this means?”
Seo Jeong-ho narrowed his eyes and replied.
“Improve your drawing skills?”
“I’m going to grow really well. You said you’ve been self-studying since middle school?”
It is said that Amman has never studied professionally, but if he has been self-taught since middle school, it has already been five years. But what about the picture? It was just hopelessly incompetent.
However, not being talented in drawing and not being talented in comics are two different things.
Seo Joo-hwan returned the phone to Seo Jeong-ho and said.
“I definitely need to improve my drawing skills. But I think there is a faster and better way than that.”
“What is that?”
“You’re going to be a story writer.”
“A story writer?”
Seo Joo-hwan nodded his head with a confident expression.
In the past, a single artist handled everything from story and painting to coloring the background.
But now it’s different.
The division of labor in specialized webtoon editions has been activated, and it has now become common for different illustrators and story writers to collaborate to create a single work.
“Jeong-ho, my brother will introduce you to a friend.”
“Friend?”
“Yes, Naru Kang.”
“Is it a girl? If you were my brother’s friend, would you be older than me?”
“No, not my friend, but your friend. I’m the same age as you He draws like crazy. Hyung thinks it would be nice to make a webtoon with you and Naru.”
“… Would that kind of kid do it with me?”
“What to do? Naruga is good at drawing…….”
Seo Joo-hwan recalled the cartoon Kang Na-ru showed him and laughed awkwardly.
“Everything else is better for you.”
Kang Na-ru’s drawing skills are so good that I think it’s a waste to draw only her webtoons from her. Wasn’t she enough to show her interest in her in her, even Gabriela?
However, cartoons are not enough with high-quality drawing skills. She said Naru Kang was desperately lacking in her ability to tell her story and her non-painting comic skills in her.
On the other hand, what about Seo Jeong-ho? It is a drawing skill that is slightly better than elementary school students. But other than that, it’s overwhelmingly better than Naru Kang. She sensibly captured the ingenious story and unique characters as well as the cut distribution and directing method that she had never learned before. It can be said that Seo Jeong-ho is more outstanding than Kang Na-ru in terms of overall comic talent.
‘If the two of us agree well, we might make a masterpiece.’
They are two people with clear strengths and weaknesses. If we make up for each other’s weaknesses, a great work will surely be born. Of course, that’s still in the future.
*
It was the car Seo Ju-hwan had just returned home.
A KakaoTalk message came.
[Jung Ha-yeon: When are you coming? Miss you.]
Seo Joo-hwan, who saw the message, was surprised and called right away. It was very rare for Jung Ha-yeon to say these words in a message, not to anyone else.
‘Is something going on?’
I had some guesses. Jung Ha-yeon said that this time she would definitely stop by her parents’ house in her. She had a hunch that it was something to do with him.
Jung Ha-yeon answered the phone.
– Hello?
“Oh, Ha Yeon-ah. It’s me, Joo-hwan.”
– Yes.
I was a bit weak, but my voice didn’t crack or crack. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to cry.
“Where are you now?”
– I’m at home. When are you coming I’m bored.
“Arrival in a little while. I’ll be going soon.”
– I’ll be waiting for you at home. Come fast.
“Okay.”
Just arrived at Anyang Station. After hanging up the phone, Seo Joo-hwan immediately took a taxi and headed for Jeong Ha-yeon’s house.
“Ha Yeon-ah, I’m here.”
I knocked on the door, and soon the door opened with an electronic sound. And Jeong Ha-yeon came straight into her arms.
Instead of being embarrassed, Seo Joo-hwan brushed the hair of Jeong Ha-yeon in her arms and asked her.
“Did you cry?”
“No.”
“Show me your face.”
He grabbed the ball with both hands and lifted it gently. There was no sign that he lied or cried. Her eyes were not red, and her face was clean.
Seo Joo-hwan asked teasingly, feeling relieved.
“It’s not even luck, so why are you kidding me?”
“No?”
“I don’t like it. Welcome to me.”
He wrapped his arms around Jung Ha-yeon’s shoulders and went inside her. I take off my shoes, throw them away, and head to my room. The person holding his hand and walking in the lead was Jeong Ha-yeon.
Jung Ha-yeon lay down on the bed and pulled Seo Joo-hwan. He casually lay down next to Jeong Ha-yeon and asked.
“Did you meet your father?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“I met you the other day.”
“What should I be concerned about?”
“No.”
“What do you want me to do now?”
“Hug me. Please.”
He wrapped his arms behind Jeong Ha-yeon’s back and hugged her tightly. A sweet smell emanated from her in her arms. Seo Joo-hwan gently stroked Jung Ha-yeon’s head her, who buried her face her in his chest her.
“You weren’t always at home alone, were you?”
“I played with Jikyung.”
Han Soo-ah goes down to her country and she comes up only tonight. The same goes for Jang Deok-hoon. Lee Seok-chan might have been rather uncomfortable to watch. I’m glad I played with Yoo Ji-kyung.
“What were you playing with?”
“I just watched a movie while eating delicious food. Joo-hwan curses at you while drinking.”
“…….”
I didn’t notice, but when I looked closely, I saw bottles of alcohol neatly arranged in the corner of the room. How much did the two of you drink?
Could it be that Yu Ji-gyeong is hiding somewhere here? It was time for her to sneak around the room thinking about that.
“Jigyeong went home.”
“That, is it?”
“Today I was given a concession.”
What have you been given? That was before I even gave an answer. Jung Ha-yeon, who was in her arms her, twisted her body her to escape, and she climbed on top of him. The long black hair that fell down her tickled her cheek her.
Jeong Ha-yeon brought her face closer. Soon, the soft skin interlocks her. Her tongue mingled at the beginning of the sound.
Seo Joo-hwan moved his tongue rhythmically and took off Jeong Ha-yeon’s clothes one by one. Dolphin pants fell to the floor first. As soon as he lifted his thong or shih, his white chest was exposed. He wasn’t wearing underwear because he was from home. It was when I took off his panties after kneading his voluminous breasts a few times.
Jeong Ha-yeon, who parted her lips, said with an excited breath.
“I will do it today. Stay still.”
“Today is so pretty that I can’t stand it.”
Jung Ha-yeon looked down and said.
“Be patient.”
“Yep.”
She thought it wasn’t bad to be led sometimes.
