Sung Jin Woo Solo Leveling Art Novels & Stories

Sang-Woon smirked and sent the pictures to Soo-Yun. Soo-Yun finished her night routine and laid on the bed. She was in Jun-Sang’s room, as her room was not fixed yet. She took her phone from the nightstand and checked some emails. Soo-Yun was about to place her phone again on the nightstand, but was stopped when her eyes landed on Sang-Woon's name. She opened his messages and her gaze turned emotionless. She let out a sigh and threw her phone away from her. Soo-Yun was staring at the ceiling blankly. It’d been two-hours. Suddenly she heard Jun-Sang's car sound, and she stood up out of the bed and made her way to the living room.

The officials and ministers watching feels the chills because they saw the glint of anger in Lady Han's eyes when he said the the flame should kill the grasses. Kana look happy in his creation, despite that, he gave those corrupt officers a plain and simple warning. General Han who's still wondering why his son ask for wood earlier now felt proud on what he did. General Han felt accomplished as a father. Kana did his best and he is proud of him. Crown Prince Sunwoo wanted to clap his hands but he is astonished when Kana manage to silence the judges. The five judges was silence in awe, they who always judge for arts became silent with just a bare painting that can even be drawn by a toddler.

I didn’t mind this too much until I saw their artwork. In their second week of school, the Singh twins were working on sketches. These weren’t just your average sketches either, they were finely detailed, realistic masterpieces. All of them happened to be of me, too. Sharon was a little better than Jenny at drawing me. She drew my eyes so well that they looked like a photograph. Jenny was also busy drawing sketches of the classroom from different angles. She could even draw shades of sunlight coming through the window beautifully. She had a unique style of bringing the furniture in the classroom to life through a twisting and spiraling viewpoint. I had studied all the great artists in histor

And the person Gunwo thinks of first is Roley; only Roley can do that. "Don't just hide behind Roley with arrogant breasts," Gunwo grumbled. "Women threw away look like torn shirts; no one needs them, look pathetic," "Gunwo," Hana looked straight ahead and said. "Has anyone told you that it's wrong to despise women?" Gunwo smirked; women to him were just decorations and tools for men when they avid. Never before had Gunwo taken women seriously, not even Madam Anna. From Gunwo's contemptuous gaze, Hana knew his answer. The hammer in his hand spun around repeatedly and delivered powerful blows to the position where Hana was standing. Hana smiled calmly, standing still in place; she raised her

The contents kept spilling until Shinwoo’s shirt was drenched and he was bathing from the various liquids that we made him drink. When there was none to drink, Mingyu handed him the measuring cup. Shinwoo tried to ignore it but Mingyu slapped him in the face, making him accept the cup in quivering hands. “Pee.” Wonwoo commanded as he pulled him back to his knees. Intrigued, JB came closer with a smirk on his face. He purposely blew puffs of cigarette smoke to Shinwoo before letting go of the stick on the ground. “Please let me go!”, cried Shinwoo.

Compared to Augustine, he was nothing but a child trying to find himself in Augustine’s castle, and that is why Augustine felt no threat, he was not being proud, but rather, he had something to support his actions. “A pleasant evening, My Lady, Master Kings. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jung Loevan or better yet known as Jungsook. I am a french-Korean and an idol of GDE Entertainment from HIT kpop group. It was nice to finally meet you.” for a Korean man, he was fluent with his English accent and vocabulary. Allana soon understood who he was and nodded her head politely. If she remembered correctly, at Jindo Island, there was a person who was being chased by fangirls and they helped hi

“Like you could. Look at those weak sticks you call arms. The only time you lift your hands is to shove food into your mouth or wipe your butt.” Changwan cringed. “Somin-ah, not very ladylike of you.” “And when did I ever claim to be a lady?” Somin tilted her head. A tiger eyeing her prey. “Never.” Changwan lowered his eyes. As his friends continued to bicker, Jihoon laid his head down to take a nap. • •

Grab her attention before your enemy snatches her away! Jae Woon released a heavy sigh. He grudgingly standing up from his crouching position and approached the basin of clear water on top of a broken shelf. He gripped his knuckles tightly as he braces himself to look at his reflection on the water surface. The hideous face full of pimples with bruised and puffy brown eyes is staring back at him. His nose is definitely broken and dried blood smeared all over his face, adding the gruesome sight of a monstrous appearance.

Duncan nodded in agreement, taking the back seat. ~~~~~ “Uhm… let me get this straight.” Duncan cocked his head to the side. “Min-a completed one of his artworks and that earned him a signing with Kwan Seung-ho, the famous, uprising artist. You mean I know someone famous aside from Min-a now?” He cackled, “Sweet…” Kwan Seung-ho was mute all through the entire process of Eun Hye defining his and Min-a's relationship as a pure art coach and student relationship.

He was really wondering if Eun-Woo knew about everything and if he did then why in the world, he did not stop her. … “Wow, just wow. Three of our solo artists only know how to lip-sync and those who actually can sing, are foolishly working under them. May I ask what is the reason?” Tae-Hoon was glaring at everyone in the meeting room. The whole room was in a pin-drop silent mood. Someone raised her hand confidently and then stood up arrogantly even before Tae-Hoon allowed her to speak. “I will tell you the reason, the nation wants visuals and nothing. You give them good looks and they give you brilliant output.” she was really confident in her beauty.