Change Your Life with the USB from the Future!

Chapter 36

Episode 036: The flapping of the wings of a caged bird (2)

Kakao Talk-

[Eunsol: Mr. Kim. Are you ready for class? o(*’▽’*)/]

While I was looking at my phone, I got a call from Eunsol.

She is still accompanied by a youthful emoji.

“no. I’m ready for class, and I’m reading some novels now.”

As soon as I send a reply, the read mark disappears and a reply comes in.

[Eunsol: Do you read the novel? If you don’t mind, may I ask what novel you are reading? (❛ᴗ❛。)]

Eunsol’s sudden request.

After thinking for a while, I slowly tapped the keypad.

“It’s a work titled ‘Ascension to Life with Future Enhanced Weapons!’ on a site called Goo Moorim.”

I give a brief answer, but there is no reply from Eunsol for a long time.

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I don’t have to wait any longer, so in the meantime I finish reading the novel.

Have you been reading a novel for about 30 minutes like that? Kakaotalk from Eunsol appears on the screen.

[Eunsol: ^^ I read the novel you mentioned once, and it is really interesting. The author’s writing skills are good and the comments are clean, so I like it!]

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unexpected reaction.

Bleeding is the norm.

Is the main character a hard-boiled survivor who desperately survives among bizarre monsters such as zombies and dragons?

No matter how I looked at it, I thought that Eunsol was not something to be enjoyed, but again, it seems that a person’s taste cannot be determined just by looking at his appearance.

“Do you like novels like this?”

I send a Kakao Talk with a half shaky feeling and half a strange feeling.

Then the reply comes right away.

[Eunsol: Yes, I really like it. (๑ơ ₃ ơ)♥]

what is obsession

After all, I’m the type of person who likes novels like this.

Leave your reply behind and scroll down slowly.

It will not be too late to reply to you after reading all the parts as there is not much left until the serialized part.

“·················ogue.”

The author of the novel I was looking at was ‘Burning Hermit Crab’

It is the pen name of Il-Han Park.

This was the secret of the guy who attacked him thinking he was a smoker.

At first, I started reading to see what he was thinking, but it was quite interesting to read.

Except for the slightly sloppy early-mid development and slightly rough sentences, the quality was not strange even if it was written by an established writer.

First of all, the solid setting and deep understanding of the setting gave the character a feeling of being alive.

I wonder if I’m the only one who feels this way, and most of the comments below the series are also favorable.

[Goala: Uh huh, this time’s painting, Jamie is out of the picture. Gunpen!][Middle arm: I saw it well…][koelove: It’s fun! Can’t it be a lottery?][Little Stars: Take a good look at the writer ^^ Please write.][KH Dragon: Jumo! Here’s a bowl of conch, roll it up and give it to me!][Eunsol: I saw it well. ∑(^ _ ^ )/]

The more I checked the comments, the more the outline became clearer.

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supplementary study time.

It is a class time for students with low achievement.

And there is only one student currently taking supplements.

This is Park Il-Han.

“I enjoyed the novel. It was fun.”

As I speak out, the guy who was reading the fingerprints’ head pops out like a spring.

He looks at me with wary eyes, then takes on a cynical expression.

“okay? That’s fortunate.”

He looked like he had no expectations.

Did you really see it? want to see

The guy lowered his head as if to solve the problem again.

I smiled lightly and threw the words towards the back of the guy’s head.

“I liked the inner portrayal of the main character until he gained power. He wouldn’t have come out if he hadn’t thought deeply. I must have suffered.”

The guy pretends he didn’t hear and quietly jots down the problem papers.

However, the blanks on the test paper are not filled.

“But there was one configuration error, did you leave it to explain later?”

Then he opens his eyes and looks up at me.

His eyes are a mixture of some anxiety and dissatisfaction.

“Please. How carefully did I check? Did you really read it?”

The guy straightened his thorns and said. I opened my mouth, passing over the boy’s gleaming eyes.

“You know, there’s a character named Shin Se-hyeon who plays a leading role in your novel, right? Apparently in episode 34 she has a girlfriend waiting outside the survival zone, but in episode 30 she says that she is obviously married and has a daughter. Isn’t this a setting error?”

Hearing my words, the boy’s expression changes completely.

Then he starts to panic with an urgent expression.

“Hey really? Can I use my phone for a moment?”

This guy, who was usually like a mong-seok, revealed his inner self in a strangely easy way when he only talked about novels.

As I nod, he busily pulls out his phone and searches for my novel.

And then he looks at me with a look that said he had been in prison for ten years.

“Hey, that’s true. Because I couldn’t check each reader’s comments because of school and academy…”

I smiled and opened my mouth about the part I was curious about while reading his novel.

“Look. By the way, isn’t Shin Se-hyun just dropping out later?”

Then the guy blinks his eyes and accepts the word.

“Yes. Once the protagonist survives until he escapes from the survival zone. As one of the important helpers, I thought a lot about character setting.”

The boy laughed and nodded his head. Just by looking at his face, his affection and pride for the character were buried.

“Then it has a lot of weight to it, but the motive of this character’s actions is his wife and daughter, right?”

“Yes. for now.”

“How can a guy who has never been married try to describe the psychology of married people? Do you have any ideas in mind?”

When I raise a question, he tilts his head and opens his mouth.

“uh? Can’t you just do that? After looking at the other novels, did you just say that?”

The guy makes a face that he doesn’t know what’s wrong.

No, he would be more of a sneak peek at knowing than not knowing.

I opened his mouth, blowing a chestnut into the awkwardly smiling guy’s head.

“men and horses. Your novel has a serious atmosphere. If you write it like that, readers will notice it first. Don’t do that, because people who got married to me and went to the military tell me. Look at it and use it well.”

and add words.

“And in the case of sentences, it would need to be refined a little. Of course, it’s your unique style. There is no need to force the change, I think it would be better to practice in a way that improves readability. It’s important to write with your senses like you, but it’s also necessary to hone these basic skills.”

He nodded his head and started taking notes of what I said on the notepad app.

Seeing him constantly moving his fingers, I wondered if it was Park Il-han, whom I usually knew, and looked at him again.

A proactive attitude that is different from problem-solving.

It was ferocious enough.

I smiled and opened my mouth.

“By the way, the nickname was funny. How did you come out?”

Then he scratched his head and said:

“I just did it without thinking about it. I’m not a professional writer, I just write because I like it. No one cares anyway…”

The guy said with a sigh of relief.

It’s a low self-esteem to the point where the heat that was blazing just before was a waste.

It was a sudden change of attitude, to the point where it was better to be cynical as usual.

“Why aren’t you interested? How many comments are there on your novel? I see that the number of favorite works is quite high.”

I’m not the type of person who reads a lot of internet novels, but considering my experience before going to the military, I can see that his novel is one of the best novels.

When I saw this guy’s novel that ran about 50 times, there was no sharp drop in the number of views, and there were no negative comments or deprecations.

It is not that my thinking is wrong.

Moreover, if you look at the trend of favorite works, it is clear that there are more people who like his novels than you think. So he was in a situation where he could have enough confidence.

But his thoughts seemed to be different from mine.

“I know that. But… then what would you do?”

He put down the cell phone he was holding, and looked down at the exam with an unmotivated expression.

The deep, young depth of water on his face seemed to eat him at any moment.

The boy’s face and his mother’s face overlap.

Even if he didn’t say anything, he could tell where his depth of water came from.

‘Don’t do anything useless and study.’

His mother’s shrill voice is already good in my ears.

“…is it very hard?”

When I ask him, he shakes his head.

He even showed a self-contained smile.

“no. What am I having a hard time with? To say it’s hard from my point of view is a real blessing. I know. It’s not like I can’t go to the academy I want to go to because I don’t have money like others, and it’s not because I don’t have lunch, so I don’t fill my stomach with bread from convenience stores.”

The expression on the boy’s expression, who had been speaking slowly, suddenly clouded.

There was a deep tremor in the boy’s voice as he spoke.

“By the way, what can I do if I can’t? I want to concentrate and go to a prestigious university like my older brother or sister, but I don’t know what to say to me because I feel like I’m going to vomit if I just go to class.”

The boy bit his lip with a sad expression and said. But there was something unusual in his words.

“You think you’re going to vomit?”When I ask him, he puts on an ‘Oops’ expression. Then, as if giving up, she begins to open her mouth.

“Actually, I think it’s been like that since middle school. I felt like I was going to vomit when I just went to class. It was really hard at first, but now I’m used to it and it’s manageable.”

Looking at his symptoms, it seems to be one of the symptoms of extreme stress.

“Did you tell your parents?”

When I ask in a worried tone, he is cynical.

“Your parents? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Dad’s face, and Mom thinks everything I say is a lie. And… I’ve also told my brother… I was just swearing for nothing.”

Then he looks at me and smiles bitterly.

It was a laugh that a teenager in his late teens shouldn’t have made.

“I am really grateful that my teacher reads my novel and that, but don’t expect too much. No matter what you promised your mom, it probably wouldn’t work. Still, if you just go to school and academy quietly, you won’t be kicked out, so I’m happy for you.”

Then suddenly a poem came to mind.

My parents tell me to look away

Parents tell us to look ahead.

My parents tell me to go with you

Parents tell me to go ahead.

My parents tell me to dream

Parents don’t give them time to dream.

I said looking at the boy’s depressed face.

“Let’s go to class with me.”

The tone of the mafia godfather who says, ‘Let’s do a movie together’.

But I don’t know if I have that much charisma.

whatever anyway