1983 Past Life Manga King

Seon-hee seems to have just picked up one and started eating it, but suddenly she doesn’t see it.

“uh?”

She asks where she has gone and sits crouching on the floor.

“Apart from eating, what are you doing there?”

Kyung Hee pulled her head out to the side and looked at it, and saw a white cat.

Seonhee gently stroked the white cat on her head, and she held out the fish cake she had been eating to her cat.

Then, as if waiting, the cat bites the fish cake and begins to chew it deliciously.

“Why, give it a cat? pity.”

“He said he wanted to eat.”

“Oh, did you?”

Kyung-hee smiled and nodded her head.

That’s what Seon-hee looks like. Since I’ve seen her all her life, there’s nothing special about it.

Asking a lot of strange questions since childhood, or talking to animals, etc. Most of them are muttering to themselves.

Anyway, it seems that the white cat looked pitiful to Seon-hee.

By the way, for a stray cat, it has neat fur. It feels like it’s been well cared for in human hands. In a way, it has a luxurious feel that is different from a normal cat. Besides, like other cats, they don’t seem to be very wary of people.

As Seon-hee squatted down, she continued to stroke the head of the cat that was eating the fish cake she had held out.

“Hey, you want to be friends with me.”

“Oh, right? Then we can be friends.”

“okay.”

She nods her head with Seon-hee fixing her gaze on the cat.

“The butterfly is very pretty.”

“My name is Baek Seolgi.”

“Snow white? Oh, that’s a cute name. Is it because it’s white?”

“Yeah, her original name was…, Poby Ginovir. But I just like Snow White.”

“Poby Ginovir?”

“Huh.”

Seonhee nodded her head and she continued to stroke the cat’s head.

Phoebe Ginovir, that’s a cool name, but it’s probably a name from her imagination.

Kyung-hee’s expression when she saw Seon-hee’s face was bitter.

She promises to herself that she will protect Seon-hee like this forever.

Nyaaan.

“dumpling? Okay.”

When Seon-hee offers a dumpling, the cat takes it and eats it.

“Hey, don’t be patient with the dumplings. This is where I live.”

“·················ogue.”

Kyung-hee or not, Seon-hee was just feeding the cat dumplings.

***

The rest of the storyline was completed two days after the promise with Jeon Sang-gil.

When I contacted them that it was finished, they seemed to ask me to bring it to the studio.

“what? Aren’t we going to meet outside?

“I don’t know, I think it’s okay to bring it directly to Team A.”

“Yeah. It’s a big deal.”

I just went to Team A’s studio without much thought.

As soon as you open the door, you are greeted by the characteristic smoke of cigarette smoke.

Really, scumbags. How can this not be?

The face is reflexively frowned.

But as soon as we enter, the eyes of the people who are working on us all at once.

And at first glance, my eyes naturally went to the place where the story writer was.

But it is not visible

Huh? Where did you go?

But the place is completely empty.

I can’t see the books on the desk or the notes I was working on.

Oh, is it cut?

Or maybe I quit.

There is something bitter aftertaste.

But I can’t help it. This world is a place where the weak and the weak exist anyway, and it is impossible to sympathize with others. It’s a place where you can’t survive unless you’re strong.

Jeon Sang-gil, who saw us in at that time, stopped working and nodded.

“Uh, hello. Yes, did you bring the finished product?”

“Ah yes.”

Park Sang-sik rummaged through the bag he was carrying, took out three notebooks from inside, and handed them to Jeon Sang-gil.

Two people standing next to him catch my eye.

One is the drawing man of this team A, and the other is the B team leader, Yanggu Chu.

What is this person doing here? Isn’t it the busiest time?

There is no way that the story work of Team B, which was handed over earlier, has already been completed.

But it may have just come to play, so it’s not my job to get involved.

But since before, the people in the studio keep sneering at us.

In particular, the two people who were next to Jeon Sang-gil had their eyes fixed on whether they were interested in the note that Park Sang-sik gave them.

“I’m sitting on the sofa for a while and waiting.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

After saying that we knew what Jeon Sang-gil said, we went to the sofa and sat down.

Immediately, the female staff brings us coffee as usual.

He sips his coffee and hints at Jeon Sang-gil’s seat.

Jeon Sang-gil opens the continuation note that Park Sang-sik handed over and reads it intently. But the two of them sit quietly next to him and look at him, then take turns looking at us again.

What is this atmosphere?

I don’t know exactly what the situation is, but the atmosphere is quite different from when I came here.

After a while, as Jeon Sang-gil puts down his first continuity note, Chu Yang-gu picks it up. The drawing man who was beside him also looked at the notebook with Chu Yang-gu.

Why are you doing that?

However, the atmosphere is quite different from when the two usually deal with a manuscript or story.

I wonder if this is similar to when people who just like comics are reading comic books.

While waiting for such a long time and observing the reactions of those people, he closes the last note. Then the two people standing by quickly took it and started reading it.

Jeon Sang-gil regained his appetite, and soon he came over to us and sat down on the sofa across from us.

And then it says

“It’s too short.”

What are you talking about?

“It’s perfect for 10 volumes.”

Jeon Sang-gil laughed at my words and nodded his head.

“okay. right. 10 volumes. But it feels too short. Do you have any plans for a sequel to this?”

“no. I thought it was temporary, so I made it there.”

Actually, I was thinking about a sequel, but it might not have been, so I took it off a bit.

“What is it that ends like this?”

“Yeah.”

“It doesn’t work. When it ends like this.”

He reacts violently, then straightens his posture and scratches his chin.

“It’s a game on the subject of middle school students and comparable to those of prestigious high schools……. It’s a great finish as it is, but I think I’ll get a bit of an insult if there’s no sequel.”

“To whom?”

“Who are you, readers?”

“is that so?”

“I think yes. And Park Sang-sik.”

“Yeah.”

Park Sang-sik answered in amazement.

“Your continuity feels really good. From now on, I want you to take charge of the continuity.”

“Yeah.”

“And I have a favor for you two.”

I looked back for a moment at the two people who were still looking at the continuity notes, then put a new cigarette in their mouth, lit a fire, and opened their mouths again.

“After all, it’s a work that needs a sequel. Please make a sequel to this.”

“If it’s a sequel, are you going to keep making it?”

“okay. I understand that you are busy as the king of management right now. Still, let’s ask With this, I want to make a manga for Team A.”

Park Sang-sik’s eyes widened at those words.

“Then tell all the stories of Team A and Team B?”

In response to Park Sang-sik’s question, Jeon Sang-gil exhaled smoke and nodded.

“okay. Both teams. I’m not saying to keep going, I’m going to bring in a new story writer soon, so until then. What do you think?”

After that, Park Sang-sik turned to me.

I nodded my head slightly.

Then he immediately nodded his head to Park Sang-sik and answered.

“Okay. And the manuscript fee is…”

“Oh, I’ll make sure you don’t feel bad about it. As I said before, if the response is good, I’ll add more. And let’s get the manuscript fee completed today a little later. Oh, that, should I write a contract?”

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The world is not up and down (1)

“It feels good to be praised, but can you really handle all of this?”

As he left the studio of Team A, Park Sang-sik said he was worried about me.

“It must be a little burdensome for my brother. I’m sorry about that.”

“I am not the problem. The real problem is you, you.”

“It’s me, talking to hyung.”

He looks at me with a look of disbelief.

“What kind of story is it that comes out like a rice cake?”

Saying that, he looked at me and took a deep breath.

“Hey, looking at what you’ve said so far, I have no choice but to deny what I said now.”

“Don’t worry, it’s easier than the king of management. After all, if it is a new story, it can be continued with strong enemies appearing for a while.”

“I mean, it’s easy. It’s just thinking, tuk tuk… Yes, you are a little special.”

“Come on, you have to work hard like this to improve your skills.”

“·················ogue.”

It’s ridiculous for a while and then you laugh. Still, he says in a small muttering whether he seems worried.

“It’s okay now, but I’m worried about the future. Can you continue to be prolific like this?”

“You say you’re hiring team A story writers. Until then, you can do this.”

Well, even if that’s not the case, I’m not too worried about it.

“Hey, thanks to you, it’s nice to be able to earn money these days. I am a little worried.”

“Your brother, take good care of yourself. Don’t stay up all night saying you’re working too hard.”

“Yeah. I’m a little worried too. Because this is so much fun.”

Saying so, he giggled to himself.

But it was then.

When you come in front of the stairs, you will see someone coming up. I tried to just pass by, but the other person saw Park Sang-sik and pretended to know.

“uh? who is this Isn’t that Park Sang-sik?”

“······Ah.”

Park Sang-sik is also quite surprised.

Looks like someone you know

However, from the first word, the young feeling is not good.

“What do you know, you haven’t greeted your seniors properly after a long time?”

“······Good morning.”

“This is Won, get down and receive me. That bastard, I think it’s better to live all this time, but her face has gotten fatter, it’s gotten fatter.”

He is a man with brittle hair, a skinny body, and black horn-rimmed glasses, who appears to be in his mid-20s, but his tone is offensive. We’re about the same age, but I don’t know what kind of geeky thing you’re doing because you’ve been dating for a while

“Who is next to you? friend? No, you look young, are you your brother?”

“Yeah. He is a close brother.”

“Ah.”

He glances at me up and down once.

I get annoyed because I get a bad impression.

Soon he turned his gaze back to Park Sang-sik.

“By the way, what’s going on here? I want to join the teacher’s team? It must be too much for you to come in here.”

“······no. Not that.”

“Oh, so you want to sell the story?”

“Yeah.”

I feel like I want to slap my face.

However, without knowing what kind of relationship he had with Park Sang-sik, he just looked at what he was doing.

But I guess this guy doesn’t know how big it is.

“Hey, even if there is no place to sell the story. This is…, honestly, from your level, isn’t the rating too high?”

“······If there is no more business for me over there, I will leave.”

Park Sang-sik also struggles to see if he presses on something that makes him angry, and then tries to turn away. Then the guy got mad.

“You bastard, you’re a funny guy. Is your senior funny?”

Park Sang-sik stopped at the sound of yelling.

“·················ogue.”

“A bastard grabbed one and blew up the firebox, shuddered, saying that he wanted to become a storyman, and have been doing this all this time? Yeah, has he sold a lot during that time?”