Change Your Life with the USB from the Future!

Episode 010: One Day Dog and the National Association for Academic Achievement (2)

8:09 am.

As she entered an unfamiliar classroom and sat at a desk instead of a classroom table, it felt strange.

All around, there were only faces with signs of anxiety.

From the one biting her nails to the one trembling her legs.

To varying degrees, most of the people in this class were trembling with anxiety.

Except for me, of course.

soft-

Hand over the paperwork you brought with you. This is the September National Coalition Assessment Questionnaire, condensed into five pages.

It is a treasure that will not be sold even if it is called a million gold in this classroom, where the answers to the neatly arranged questions as well as the solutions are written down in detail.

Ding dong ding dong-

[September national joint academic evaluation begins at 8:40. Candidates who have not yet entered the examination hall are requested to enter the examination hall by 8:10. Once again...]

8:10. It's check-in time

In the case of the September Evaluator's Mock Test, which is held on the same schedule as the SAT, it is the test that is the most similar in trend and difficulty to that year's SAT, so it's likely that you will have different successes depending on whether you take this test or not.

Moreover, those in this classroom are repeat students who have been tormented more than once.

Since they have been sharpening their knives for more than a year to survive the fierce battle of college entrance exams, the level of tension was clear as if they could be grasped.

'It doesn't mean that everyone who sharpens a knife becomes a good knife.'

Most will have to endure another year. Lying on the thorn fire and chewing the gallbladder.

at that time.

A squeaking sound was heard from the side.

‘Is that person Jae-soon too?’

‘Who do you think you look like a celebrity?’

‘Where is the school?’

‘Shall we talk to you later?’

Seeing them roaming around, it seemed like they were attending this academy.

It might sound like a small whisper to other people, but because the old market was so quiet, it came into my ears.

I turned around and banged my head on the desk in shock.

'Ttttttt, it's more ashes than flames...'

Judging from the bird's eye, they seemed difficult to get good results in this test.

It was because they were wasting the time they didn't have enough time to make up their minds and prepare to solve problems.

The number of test takers for the mock exam in September is about 500,000.

Of these, about 400,000 high school seniors account for about 100,000 retakers and GED students preparing for the exam at this time and in a space similar to this one.

Assuming that there are about 100,000 people who do not take the mock exam in September, about 600,000 people fight fiercely every year for the SAT.

So, unless you're a test taker like me to maintain a sense of the SAT, you need to be alert.

Druck-

When the door opens and the supervisors come in, everyone straightens their posture.

They may be familiar faces to those who attend this academy, but because of the presence of outsiders, there is no sound of private conversations.

The inspectors who came with envelopes with test papers closed the door after checking for vacancies.

Ding dong ding dong-8:25 p.m. When the broadcast airs, the supervisors hand out test papers.

“You know what everyone can’t see, right? I have to start right at 8:40. Anyone who reads the test paper before that will be considered cheating.”

No answer. Everyone just stares at the exam paper in front of them.

I think my eyes might be able to pierce the cover of the test paper.

On the other hand, I have a light heart.

I can't be this comfortable It felt like returning home, taking a light walk, and even saying hello to old friends.

Ding dong ding dong-

8:40 p.m. The test has begun. The first class is the language.

fuck-

As soon as you open the cover, the smile on your lips widens.

I immediately started taking pictures of the problem.

Thinking of Kim Yeon-seo, who is currently taking the exam in another space.

suddenly.

I remember what happened yesterday again.

* * *

“How much?”

It was a scene that would bite my tongue when I was in a drama.

However, after actually experiencing it, I thought that it was the final secret of the wives of the house.

‘No matter how much you call, I can accept everything.’

Because it was the most powerful word in capitalist society.

For ordinary people, whether the proposal was accepted or not, it was a heartbreaking remark.

If it was me before I got the USB, I would have accepted it right away.

However. I am different now.

"mother. I think you misunderstood something. Right now, I have no intention of doing private tutoring. No matter how much you give me, this will not change.”

quietly refused.

Even if you get a blank check, you won't be able to write a million dollars.

Anyway, the amount that could be received from tutoring was limited. And for that amount, it doesn't really appeal to me.

However, Yuna's mother seemed unwilling to give up.

Rather, her eyes lit up.

“Why? Even if you ask for more money than the academy is getting, we are willing to accept it. Please wait until our Yuna goes to college.”

The content that came out of Yuna's mother's mouth was also more specific than before.

However, she did not intend to take the offer outright.

“I have no plans to do it right now due to personal circumstances. As far as 'now'. sorry."

After hearing my words, Yuna's mother licked her mouth as if she was about to say something, and then she bit her mouth.

instead.

“If it doesn’t work now, what about later?”

Yuna's father, who was listening to the conversation between me and Yuna's mother, said:

Not now, but later...

Come to think of it, I was thinking of moving to another academy after unlocking the USB to some extent at the academy I am currently at.

It seemed possible to watch for a while during that time.

She was also treated with respect earlier, and it bothered me that she continued to refuse.

So at that moment she was just about to answer positively.

"Good for you."

A cold voice broke through the conversation.

When she turned her head, there was Kim Yeon-seo with her face full of hostility.

I thought she was going up to her room earlier, didn't she?

She continued to stare at me as she slowly descended her remaining steps.

It was a completely different expression than usual.

“Mom, why are you hanging like that? After all, it is a well-taught academy. People who don’t do it anyway, why do we have to…”

she shot me

“Kim Yeon-seo! What do you say to your teacher? Adults are talking, so don’t interfere and get up!”

Yeon-seo's parents were a bit bewildered by the sudden development.

Her father scolded her for her love affair, but she seemed unwilling to move her.

“It’s true. The size of the academy was small, and he said he wasn't even in high school. How many times did you pass the exam? i do that too I heard that he was from Jijap... Some people like that...”

It was as if a dagger flew and pierced her chest.

academic discipline.

Kim Yeon-seo, who usually hardly speaks, threw a dagger with an incredibly sharp blade.

“I asked if this guy was coming or going, is he really going to keep acting like this!? Maybe the teacher is from Jijap University!?”

“·················ogue.”

“Even if it’s not ‘SKY’, you’ve come up with something like ‘Cheer Up’ or ‘Awesome Poetry’, so you’re not going to teach students at the academy! If not, where would you have completed your doctorate…”

academic ability.

My original sin grabbing my feet.

It was a stigma that did not fade even after several decades, but rather became clearer.

Yeon-seo's father's admonition stuck with me.

Yeonseo nailed it once more.

“All the kids know. Teachers with good academic background say Y and K in a casual way, but teachers who don't have it don't talk about it."

Facts that are close to violence.

Sorry, but it's all true. It is also an undeniable fact that cannot be denied.

While it was an implicit taboo to tell students the level of education or salary of instructors themselves or of others, they are rarely followed.

And those who break the rules are almost always confident in their academic abilities.

After such people tell the students about their academic background, the students question the other instructors' academic abilities as if they were questioning them, and they rank the instructors according to their academic background.

In the end, all that's left of the Jijapdae graduates is filth and sorrow.

Just like right now.

She heard Kim Yeon-seo's words and her parents' eyes were telling everything.

A deep suspicion loomed on their faces, who had looked at me with desperate eyes until recently.

“Is this guy real?! Do you keep coming out like that? Apologize!”

“Oh, I don’t know!”

Yeon-seo went up the stairs again and went to my room. The sound of her thumping footsteps could be clearly heard from below.“Hey, this guy really is!”

Yeon-seo's father put on a troubled expression. Then he turns to me and bows his head.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Kim... Our eldest child cares so much for my younger brother... Huh, what can I say? It's all because we didn't teach our children properly. Please forgive me for my disrespect.”

Then he bows his head again. I stopped him and opened my mouth.

“No, Father. I fully understand the heart of the love letter for my younger brother. I'm a teacher, so I don't understand that much. That’s what kids my age do, adults like us should understand.”

Yeon-seo's father's expression brightens a little after hearing my words.

"Yes. He doesn't show it outwardly, but he's been really special to his younger brother since he was little. Thank you so much for your understanding.”

There was a young look of relief on his face. I nodded and started talking to them.

For a long time after that, the conversation continued in the form of when they asked about their children's education, I answered them. So, the time was running out.

“The time has already come. Then I'll just get up. My mother is eating really well.”

“No, sir. I didn't even have much to wear. I'll invite you one more time next time, so please come again. And… if you have any thoughts about what we said earlier, please contact us right away.”

Yeon-seo's parents, who dare to see me off to the front door, as I was about to leave.

I refused to see them off and left the house.

And the moment you are about to start moving.

Something black appeared in the darkness.

Surprised, I noticed that the black In-young hesitated for a moment, then nodded her head.

Upon closer inspection, it was a Yeonseo with a bluish face.

“Teacher... I'm really sorry earlier... When I get excited sometimes…”

Judging from it, it seems that the shooting at me earlier was in my heart. Even after he apologized, he bowed his head for a while and didn't say anything.

Only the fingers that don't know what to do are trembling and trembling.

I smiled and left her telling her it was ok and told her to come in and headed to her stop.

* * *

Checking the bus time, I leaned against the pole of the stop. In the distance, the rising moon was seen being eaten by the clouds.

silent Night. The car didn't come, and I naturally remembered what I had experienced at Yuna Kim's house earlier.

The fact that the tutoring proposal and the letter of affidavit were violence, and... cow balls.

I smiled bitterly and inhaled slowly.

As the cold night air filled my body, my head cleared.

‘I think the limits are clear right now.’

Yes. No matter how well an instructor hits past exam questions, there are things that cannot be helped. In order to survive as an instructor in Korea, it is more important than anything else, but the things I lack. education and experience.

It was also true that they were lacking in me.

Realizing that fact anew, my heart ached as if it had been cut by a sharp piece of paper.

“·················ogue.”

But it wasn't just the feeling that was painful.

Because there is also a medicine that can heal that pain in my hand now.

I fiddled with the USB in my pocket.

Hard feel to the touch. I felt more at ease than ever.

'okay. Let’s show it properly.’

I swore to myself, clutching the USB in my pocket tightly with my hand.

Yes, I am not satisfied with my current position. I can climb higher. Yes, now, it is possible now.

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