Time Mansour - Chapter 20



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Episode 20: The First Customer

-It’s a Mace Book!!

I tilted my head slightly when I saw the first customer’s reply.

Even if you happen to see my post by chance because of the algorithm.

-I··· posted the article in English···

An elementary school student read a post written in English and even replied to it.

-Yes! Of course! I’m going to Hollywood!”

It must be a billboard.

Sealook.

The corners of my mouth go up without me knowing it.

-Why don’t you just ask the question in the same place as Aber Knowledge? It doesn’t cost anything.

-Oh my. Do I have to pay for this? I didn’t know···

ah!

It was only after reading the reply that I realized that I had never mentioned the cost anywhere.

For field engineers, the most important thing was the relationship with the customer.

Anyway, the cost issue is something that salespeople get tired of.

I was always careful with my words because I was afraid that I would be resentful if I did that to him.

This has become a habit.

I didn’t even know I wrote down how much it cost.

-I don’t have any money… How much is it??

If I have a small amount of money

I wrote a message and then deleted it again.

And then write a new one.

-Then, could you please sing just one song and send it to me as a gift?

He sends a message while smiling alone.

-Okay. I’ll send it to you later. Thank you~

That would be nice.

Certainly, at that age, it’s more appropriate to have lofty goals.

Did I ever love music so purely?

I don’t know.

I just played the piano because I missed my mom.

The image of my mother stepping on the sewing machine pedal kept coming to mind.

Actually, the band started because Seongtae insisted on it.

A simple problem written in HTML.

After quickly scanning the problem, I solved it.

I added an explanation to make it as easy to understand as possible.

‘This should be enough.’

I press the send button and quickly get up from my seat.

I was talking to a child whose name I didn’t even know.

Suddenly I felt like typing on the keyboard.

**

A few days later.

“Ah. Ah. Ah···”

I feel a pain in my neck.

Every time I swallow, my face wrinkles.

I played along, humming the song as I got into the mood.

Why would that be?

I was upset with myself for yelling even though I wasn’t a vocalist.

“Strawberry latte. No, I’d like warm lemon tea.”

I bought a drink at a cafe and headed to an unfamiliar building.

Click.

I open the door to the ensemble practice room and go in.

“The main one is the drums. These other things.”

As soon as you enter, Myung-gyu starts to struggle with his large body.

Drumsticks dance and flap in the air.

“Bass is not a guitar. It’s soul.”

“Oh my. It’s too narrow because of you, Myung-gyu. Move aside.”

My mind is wild.

It feels that way even more because the space is narrow.

The sound rings.

The noise is louder than the performance.

I squeeze through the noise and put the keyboard down.

I put the keyboard in the practice room aside and placed my keyboard on the stand.

After finishing setting up like that, I turned my head and asked the kids.

“What about Gukyeong?”

“I’m here.”

At that moment, Guk-yeong opened the door behind me and appeared.

When Guk-yeong opens his mouth, the smell of cigarettes wafts out.

The small practice room is filled with the smell of cigarettes.

“Didn’t you say you were quitting smoking?”

How many have you avoided? I asked, shaking my head from side to side.

“I thought about it. I think it might be a good idea to make your neck stronger.”

Guk-young scratches his head, embarrassed.

“Hey. Okay. Now that everyone’s here, let’s get ready quickly.”

While I and Gukyeong were talking, Seongtae made a gesture.

Sit down and start playing.

One song, Oseam. You only need to practice one song.

Put your hands on the keyboard and take a deep breath.

after.

Doo-doo. Doo-doo.

-The temple is quiet at night~

As expected, the bass starts first. Everyone follows after it, as if they are used to it.

Is it because it’s been a while since you last performed?

The sight of those guys shaking their bodies makes me look even more excited.

**

“Drink.”

Seongtae pours a cola.

My throat hurts. I brought a drink. He points to the lemon tea next to him with his eyes.

Exactly.

Seongtae pours himself a glass of cola that he was about to give me and drinks it.

Then he plops down next to me and looks at me with narrowed eyes.

“Hey. You kept typing on the keyboard, right?”

“Of course. Because I’m a developer.”

Seongtae frowns, as if my joke isn’t funny.

“When did you practice like this?”

“I was a bit hit originally. It’s because you guys couldn’t support me.”

I smiled playfully and shrugged my shoulders.

What the hell. What the hell are you hitting? I really want to hit a dog. Don’t hold it in. Myunggyu, if you hold it in, you’ll get sick, so just hit me.

And so on, and so forth, are making a noise.

He just sits there with his mouth still open.

We spent more time talking than playing.

I can’t play.

It’s the same now as it was then.

“Ugh. This is hard. I’m dying. I’m dying.”

My physical strength is definitely not what it used to be.

Perhaps when I get older, I won’t even be able to dream of performing anymore.

The first thing that comes to mind is that I am lucky.

But still have some stamina left.

“Quick. Quick. Everyone, get up. We’re in trouble right now. We need to get more aligned.”

Because we can laugh and chat like this.

**

Beep beep beep.

Enter the password and open the front door.

As soon as I got home, I threw myself straight into bed.

“It’s tough.”

I’m unemployed.

No. I guess that’s true because I can rest in my sister’s room.

Those guys must be having a really hard time. Going to work? Playing an instrument?

I lay there blankly, checking the poster Seongtae sent me on my phone.

-Wolgyesa Temple 400th Anniversary Mountain Temple Music Concert.

– A concert hosted by Buddhist broadcaster Hong Sang-in, with singers Yeongrak, Mami Kim, Park In-bin, Kim Ye-ji, and more. A surprising lineup of top-notch performers.

Our band was like this.

The singers on the list were all famous people with a certain name.

“Can I really do this?”

Honestly, I was worried when I saw the list of singers.

They were famous singers too.

There are probably quite a few people like us mixed in there.

It wasn’t that we were particularly worried because we were unknown.

The real problem is.

Most of them are trot singers, with a few ballad singers mixed in.

Oseam was blues rock. No, it was almost hard rock.

This is going to be really loud. Only the lyrics have Buddhist overtones.

The song was a bit more boisterous.

Besides, our performance was even more hectic than the song.

I don’t expect cheers. I just hope that Buddhists don’t feel any resistance.

With a little worry in my heart, I check the message my child sent.

-Actually, I’m more confident in dancing. Sound file.

As soon as I pressed the button on the audio file I received as a gift, a tearing sound was heard from the speaker.

-Come to me again!! Come closer!! Secretly!! Whisper in your ear!!

We sing Red Blue’s dance song in our band style.

Listen to your child’s song while lying in bed.

You say I can’t do it because my face is ugly?

You have a really good mom.

I hope you continue to be loved and grow up well.

I smile as I think about that.

**

In front of the monitor.

Play the keyboard. The mouse slides and dances across the pad.

The letters are written in the developer community.

-Connect to the Memory In Grid Cloud.

-Please inquire about the cost.

One post a day. Hit enter and you’re out of the screen.

I added a new post with some information about the amount.

It’s a similar type of cloud-related engineering.

It would be nice to post about topics that attract more attention, such as AI deep learning, hacking, or security.

“Honestly, I don’t know.”

I have never experienced such a technology that seems so great and popular.

Because I never asked you to do something like that in the first place.

“Ugh.”

Take your hands off the keyboard and stretch.

Grab the air and pull it in.

The stopped time falls into my hands.

Well, do you have enough time?

I could have researched books and materials and pretended to know.

It’s not really my style. I didn’t like it.

To begin with, there were many people who were theoretically more knowledgeable than me.

However, actual system operation is a little different.

Ph.D. in Engineering. Ivy League graduate. Engineer with 20 years of experience in Silicon Valley.

Everyone was embarrassed when they came to the field.

Customer requirements that do not go as per the manual.

How to respond to it.

I have my own technical skills.

I wanted to let other people know.

“It’s also the area I’m most confident in.”

Even in Korea, where it is difficult for IT engineers to work, he mainly dealt with only the most demanding customers.

‘So is that okay? Or is that not okay?’

The customer always asked who the rich family was.

I wonder if there is a school that teaches that.

Either way, the answer was set.

‘It is absolutely possible.’

What about server capacity?

Functionally unsupported.

No matter what I say, it won’t get through anyway.

I answered first and then made it roughly possible later.

Press the computer power button.

I get up from my seat and glance at my phone.

The posts I upload will probably not be of much practical use.

The customer’s unreasonable demands.

Because it’s a kind of workaround that can be used in limited situations.

‘Look, I’ve done this too.’

It was just a kind of reference that packaged me in the most grand way.

**

I finished what I had to do today.

I slowly come out to the living room to wash up and go to sleep.

Unless I was too tired, I tried not to sleep in my sister’s room.

Given infinite time, people spread out infinitely.

I thought it wouldn’t be good if it stretched out too much.

I tried my best to avoid sleeping in that room.

While brushing my teeth, I turned the shower water to hot water.

at that time.

suddenly.

-Geeeeeeeweewingwing. -Geeeeeeeweewingwing.

The cell phone shook on the table.

Is that the student?

I didn’t use any tricks, and tried my best to imitate it as if it were something an elementary school student would do.

Did I make a mistake?

I tried to recall the code from memory, but there was nothing that caught my eye.

I come out to the living room and pick up my phone with my toothbrush in my mouth.

-You live in Asia now, right? Sorry for the late hour. We’re in a hurry, but please let me know when you check.

-I have another question. We are trying to migrate live while maintaining the data. Is it possible to do it on just one server?

“···”

Check the message.

I was momentarily taken aback.

“This?”

Are you really going to do it?

I look at my phone for a while with the toothbrush in my mouth.

The toothpaste dripped down my chin and onto the floor.