How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 616

How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World 616

616 – Lecture (3)

There is a very famous meme in fiction. This is the ending that everyone is talking about.

The lineage of the ending of the light road is the sentence ‘It was summer’, and most of them end up as a heel.

In fact, dream endings are a cliche that is often used everywhere, but it is easy to get criticized if you use it after cutting the front and back.

You have to have enough probability, but even if you have probability, you tend to get cursed at. It means that everything you have done so far is meaningless.

However, the light road ending showed a different ending. He dropped a huge meteor at the end while taking the doubles in the middle.

You don’t know how shocked I was when I saw that ending. Because I wanted to be able to do this.

It was summer and it continues the genealogy of Asian heels, but it won’t be talked about as much as that ending.

“Coke! Coke!”

“Are you okay? Here’s a handkerchief.”

When she coughed up a cough from so much surprise, Adelia stood beside her and handed her a handkerchief.

I took her handkerchief from her and hurriedly wiped her mouth around her. I patted her on the back and it was resolved quickly.

After that, I looked at her cherry while coughing a little. She didn’t know what was wrong and blinked her eyes slowly.

Last summer, the incident, and the title of this new work. I’m not sure if I knew it or if it was just a coincidence.

‘······It must have been a coincidence.’

Still, as it was one of the symbols of ominousness, there was no choice but to be concerned.

After the cough subsided to some extent, he asked in a slightly lowered voice.

“······Can you tell us a little bit about the content? Just hearing the title, I can’t get a feel for it.”

“Hmm…”

Cherry also seemed to pass without much doubt. She listened to my question and lowered her head slightly.

Looking at his slow blinking habit, he seems to be going through a time of trouble.

In the meantime, I cleaned up the parts that I couldn’t wipe with her handkerchief. Glad she didn’t spray her cherries on her face.

“······The story of a warrior chosen by God saving and reviving the world?”

After a short thought, Cherry told me the overall contents. When I heard that, I put on a strange expression.

It was a common setting enough to be designated as a cliché, but there is one work that comes to mind as soon as I hear that content.

“Isn’t that the biography of Zeno?”

Adelia seemed to have the same thoughts as me. Even if I tell it to others, they will most likely answer that it is a biography of Zenon.

If it were Earth, there are too many questions to answer easily. However, this world can be unified with Zeno’s life.

“No······ It’s not a novel like the biography of Zenon······ It’s just······ There is such a thing······ Yes······”

Cherry was confused as if he had nothing to explain. Even though her tone itself is dark, she is the one who says everything she has to say.

I was puzzled because there was no other case of hiding something like now. What novel would you like to write?

“Is the main character of this work also a woman?”

“No… I’m a man…”

“Romance?”

“Hmm… There will be romance…”

I can hardly get lost. Eventually, I stopped asking questions.

But I couldn’t help but worry. It’s not going to happen, but isn’t there a saying that when coincidences overlap, it’s inevitable.

It could be meddling, but it wouldn’t hurt to talk about it once in a while.

“Sorry to keep asking. I suddenly had a bad memory.”

“A bad memory…?”

“Yeah. Which one is…”

I made up an acceptable lie. I once read a work when I was young, and it says that the happy daily life was all a dream.

It was summer I said something similar back then, but now it’s a little different. Lies and truth are mixed half and half.

From Cherry’s point of view, it’s a story that will make you tilt your head, but Adelia, who knows about my past life, reacted differently.

She wondered what all that devilish stuff was about, because she had a disbelieving look on her face.

“Wow… For me, all the happiness I’ve experienced up to this point is a dream, and when I open my eyes, it’s the Kingdom of Terse? A place I don’t want to go back to?”

“Worse than that. Living in misery in the slums and then being sacrificed to devil worshippers?”

“Ugh…”

Adelia was fed up as if just imagining it was terrifying. She will come to realize that she has had a past as unfortunate as her cherry.

She is not only her, but also me. What if all this happiness is a dream and goes back to Earth’s Yuhwan Kim?

She would have killed herself for real, not lying. It’s already a hole in my heart, but it will fly bigger.

In their different positions but in common thoughts, Cherry blinked her eyes a couple of times and responded quietly.

“Wow…”

By exclaiming. She knew she could empathize, as she too had a disadvantaged home environment.

But rather than empathy, the reaction was closer to admiration, so I was a bit embarrassed.

“I would like to dream for the rest of my life. From the person concerned.”

“Oh, huh? Is that so… I guess? Because you want to run away from reality.”

“Umm…”

Cherry heard me and began to ponder whether she had any inspiration. All this time, I just drank coffee in silence.

At this time, it is best to be as quiet as possible and not disturb. If you accidentally touch it and lose concentration, you’ll get annoyed.

How many minutes had passed since then? Cherry nodded slowly, then opened her mouth in her characteristic dark voice.

“I’ll have to write a book like that later… The last time I heard it, I passed it by easily, but I think I’ll catch something when I listen to it again…”

“That’s good.”

“Are you going to use it…?”

“No. Cherry is bitter.”

She answered right off the bat. The material related to dreams belongs to a fairly difficult level of difficulty.

Moreover, I have many books to write in the future. In addition to having to finish Blood and Steel, there are also myth-related materials left.

It’s hard to handle if you increase it here, and you don’t have enough time. You can’t be stuck in canned food forever.

“Thank you… I came up with a good material just in time…”

“I’m sorry, but avoid the ending I said as much as possible. Even if you can gain recognition, there will be a lot of troublesome things.”

“I don’t like endings like that… I always seek a happy ending…”

Because of the aftermath of

It Was Summer, Cherry’s first novel actually ended with a happy ending.

Abduction, which was recently released, is also a diary of the main characters’ honeymoon life and parenting. The response was also quite good.

I just received some criticism in the parenting section, but this can’t be helped. She knows she should have raised her child.

Because of that, people were guessing Cherry’s age to be in her late teens at most.

‘It seems like Ariel was used as a motif.’

Anyone could tell that the naughty part was Ariel. She was also described as being as cute as an angel in the middle.

While I was thinking about that, Cherry took out her notebook and started writing.

He seemed to be faithfully following my advice to make sure to write down the settings because you might forget them.

“This should be fine… I can really use it, right?”

“I have something else I need to write. When are you going to write that?”

“I think I’ll probably write it as soon as I have time… I’m writing the new one I mentioned earlier because of circumstances…”

I nodded. I think it would be better to end the story about the work here.

In addition to asking about this and that without my knowledge, Cherry might feel burdened.

“Okay. Come to think of it, Cherry is already in her third year, right? Where is her major going?”

“I want to enter the humanities…”

Cherry stares at me while saying that. I met her pale pink eyes.

It seems like he wants to come under me as a professor. I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw that.

“If you become a professor formally, apply. I will accept you.”

“Really…?”

“Yeah. Really.”

“Wow…”

The low voice was the same, but the emotion contained in it was ‘joy’. In fact, you can tell by looking at the mouth slightly open.

Since she hardly changes her expression, a slight change is enough.

‘But wouldn’t it be enough for her to come as an assistant instead of an undergraduate?’

If you come as a teaching assistant, you will spend more time together in the lab.

Of course, unlike me, she hasn’t revealed her identity, so it’s something to think about later.

“Staying by your side… Hee hee.”

“··· ···”

You must be happy, right?

******

My lecture continued even after meeting Cherry. Even though it was a short week, I couldn’t relax whenever I gave a lecture.

It’s normal for all sorts of questions to come in, and sometimes there are questions that are difficult to answer.

Fortunately, all of the questions were not out of expectation, so the answers were easy.

The biggest example was related to the ‘control’ of language.

“Language is a gift from the gods to mortals. Wouldn’t it be an insult to God to scatter such blessings randomly?”

This is a question from someone who usually gave me a bad look. From what I heard from Rina, she was a writer with a deep reputation.

However, like writers in this world, she was submitting workbooks that were neither philosophy nor anything, which was not very good. She’s pretty much buried now.

I don’t know how I attended the lecture, but I gave a clear answer to that question.

“Not at all. Rather the opposite.”

“No?”

“Yes. When do you think a language will truly lose its value? When it becomes free? No, it is when it is ‘controlled’.”

Language reveals the culture of a nation. It is not for nothing that there is a saying that a language is a nation.

The easiest way to invade culturally is also to restrict the use of that language.

Communication is the most important part of humanity, and if you block that part, the occupation will be easier.

Extremely difficult at the same time. Even during the Japanese colonial period in Korea, the name was changed, but the language was not completely controlled.

“Language should never be controlled. Just as a seed is planted and a plant grows from that seed, the gods have planted the seed of blessing in us. Would the gods like to control the plant from growing?”

“··· ···”

“The opposite of freedom is control, not order. Be careful not to be mistaken.”

After non-teaching, the number of people who made language-related complaints to me drastically decreased.

Thanks to that, the lecture became a little more comfortable… But a bigger problem remained here.

“Professor Isaac. Excuse me, may I ask you a question?”

“Uh… What are you asking for? Professor Beerus.”

Professor Beerus, a humanities professor who had been watching me since my freshman year, asked me a favor.

As the lecture was about to end, I handed over the request, so I couldn’t help but focus on it.

“It’s a personal question, so it’s okay if you don’t answer it. I’m just curious about what the professor just said.”

I get really nervous when I get a question from a real exhaust expert (a deceased person). Why is the person who has been watching with interest so far suddenly asking a question?

Around the time when I was nervous inside, Professor Beerus asked me a question worthy of a humanities professor.

“Professor, which do you value more, order or freedom?”

“Um… I’ll answer this next time. I don’t have enough time to answer.”

Fortunately, I somehow managed to extend my life using time as an excuse. When asked by Professor Beerus, not by anyone else, his heart skipped a beat.

So the next day.

“I’d like to hear from you yesterday, Professor Isaac.”

The time has come to reveal my bottom line.

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