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Episode 16: The Little Ball Launched by the Dwarf (1)

A fishery exhibition just before the wave.

Rotting fish fill the shelves.

As I gazed at the hazy, melting eyes, I had no desire to buy it at all.

The scene in the classroom is just that.

I'd understand if it was more like sleeping on a desk, but...

The guy who opens the lid of cup noodles while consuming hamburgers greedily.

A guy who puts his legs on the desk and shakes them.

A guy who puts all his makeup tools in a row and isn't busy with makeup.

.

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Those are amazing looks.

glance-

Even if you look at me at the school table, it’s okay to be a yangban.

Most don't even care who came in.

“·················ogue.”

A man and a woman sitting in the corner clapped her shoulders and flirted,

The guy who was eating cup noodles is looking at me and pouring soup over her noodles.

No matter how you look at it, it's not a scene you'd see in a classroom.

Even the smell of cigarettes floating in the air.

At this point, I wonder if this is the right school for me.

“Everyone get up.”

The hills that are built up only after I speak out.

Still, some of them either didn't hear or they ignored them, but they were still sleeping with their heads down on their desks.

Moreover, the students who woke up did not have good posture.

Tok tock-

The courage to press the screen of a cell phone without caring whoever comes in front of you.

glance-

Flexibility to lie halfway on the desk and turn only the head toward the desk, whether or not it happened.

square-

Even the pen that freely crosses over the clean textbook and the soul of modern art drawn by it.

It was a total mess.

He seemed to understand why the face of the instructor who took over was so dark.

And why did you have a regretful expression at the end?

Anyway, if you want to proceed with the class, you have to deal with that eye right before you leave the real world.

"you guys. If I don't do it right, will I regret it?"

As you continue to work as a lecturer, you will come to understand why the wars are continuing over the royal family and why Gandhi is treated as a saint.

“What regrets?”

It's because of these guys.

When I entered the classroom earlier, it was a girl doing makeup.

When the guy spoke with a languid expression on his face, the guys who were putting on makeup together burst into laughter.

“Munju is so cool.”

“Isn’t the teacher ringing again?”

“Anyway, that year is another year.”

They'll be gossiping about others.

I hear it all, guys.

Thanks to the guys talking openly, the eyes of the rest of the students are dazzling.

Judging by the atmosphere, it seemed that it was not something that happened once or twice.

“Are you harming yourself if you don’t do it right? I’m super scared.”

He sarcastically repeats what I said in a small voice.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Occasionally, there were dangerous molecules that popped up like this.

Those who believe in their identity as students and want to rise to the top of the instructor's head.

They live under the illusion that it is the person who pays the school fees.

The type of bomb that the instructors are reluctant to because it is a bomb that explodes easily with just a slight touch.

But they can't be that simple. The fact that they were attached to the academy in the first place tells me.

The guys are actually more desperate than anyone for their inner desires.

sexual desire.

As I smiled and looked down, he narrowed his eyes.

"why? Do you want me to call you?”

He snorted her with a look of knowing everything and said.

‘Call Mom’ skill.

It was one of the quickest and most effective prescriptions for a deaf student.

Of course, I didn't think from the beginning that that method would work for this guy.

Because I already knew that this was not the case by looking at the reactions of the students around me.

There are two main cases where it comes out like this.

Either ‘parents are more serious than students’ or ‘parents want students back beyond their control’.

If the parents are serious.

Without thinking about their children's faults, they make a fuss and demand an apology from the academy, and they spread word of mouth on the 'Mom Network', which adversely affects the academy and the instructors.

In general, this case seems more difficult to respond to.

However, in reality, a more difficult case than the truth is that the students are hoped for so much that even the parents cannot control them.

In the case of the truthful parent, the truth does not go anywhere, so it will be sorted out on its own sooner or later.

In the case of a reluctant student, contacting the parent also does not work.

However, when they are kicked out of the academy, the situation in which the parents are crying is unfolding.

It is also difficult for the school.

Guys who rot their parents' soy sauce and call their own flesh.

If you don't know, you're pitiful, and if you know that, you're a creepy type.

However, looking at it, he seemed to be a ‘returned student’ rather than a ‘real parent’.

There was a way that was just right for this class.

“If you have any complaints, go away. Don’t hurt others.”

Just to draw the line coolly.

The simplest and most effective method was to draw a clear line that even students could understand, and to expel anyone who tried to enter it without exception.

You can forgive a soldier who is defeated in battle, but you cannot forgive a soldier who fails to keep vigilance.

Students who fail to study or fail exams should be supported, but students who ruin the classroom atmosphere for no reason should not be tolerated.

“·················ogue.”

The girl who listened to me just put on a sullen expression. She didn't seem to want to get up from her chair.

kick-

“Earl, is this teacher a little hot?”

“Oh, that’s funny. Which side is Moonju?”

“You should have done that in moderation.”

I heard a growl from the back of the classroom, but it soon became quiet as my eyes turned towards it.

I opened my mouth to the guy.

“Come on, if it’s going to be noisy, you better be quiet.”

Hearing my words, the guy just pouted his lips with a dissatisfied face, but he didn't intend to grab the horse pod as before.

If you are a student enough to come to the academy, this is enough.

And there should be no personal feelings on the lines the instructor makes.

That way, even later, when the sprout returns, I should be able to embrace it with a happy heart.

Unintentionally, the mood in the classroom became bleak.

It is impossible to conduct a class in this atmosphere.

"...you don't want to study?"

As soon as I opened my mouth in a friendly voice, the classroom became noisy.

“I really hate it.”

“I think I’m going crazy.”

"I want to rest."

"play!"

Students talking about Junggu Heating.

The way he expresses the dissatisfaction in his heart is quite intense.

Except for sleeping hours, most of them are confined to academies or schools, so this reaction is understandable.

I raised my hand to calm them down, then opened my mouth.

“From now on, if only I will follow you…”

He continued speaking slowly.

“It allows me to study only one hour a day and rest the rest of the day.”

The expressions of the students who heard me are a spectacle.

A look of no-nonsense.

Among the dogs, there were some who snorted.

They think I'm bluffing.

It was a natural reaction for anyone who didn't know about my weapon.

I smiled and opened my mouth.

“Don’t trust anyone you don’t want to believe. Instead, who is to blame?”

While saying that, I glanced at the girl who was walking around with her, and small laughter erupted from here and there.

Of course, she's a female student, but she's staring at her like she's going to kill her.

“It is unreasonable to take care of everything in class, and only those who are interested, come to the office after class later.”“Anyone who can’t do that can’t help it. Because I don't have a hobby of forcing someone who doesn't want to eat."

Most of the atmosphere is laughing and passing.

However, one student's eyes are not serious.

He's the guy who had his legs on the desk before.

He was staring at me about what he was doing.

* * *

After class, organize your progress for the day.

It was the first day, so I didn't say anything about the intensity.

Just matching students' names and faces and 'ice breaking' is enough for today's value.

After all, once the class is on a normal track, it doesn't take long to progress.

The real question was whether the students could fully understand the contents or not.

To do that, you must understand the style of your students through observations during class and the notes of full-time instructors.

soft-

Closing the record for the day and going back to the daily progress.

And refer to the student record, which contains the attendance results and brief personal information of the students.

'Moon Ju-eun'

It was the name of the student who boldly grabbed the horsetail today.

In the student record, the whole story of the incidents caused by Moon Ju-eun was written in euphemistic tones.

[October OO of 20XX. Ju-eun Moon's parents visit the academy. After consulting with parents...]

After that, it was written in abundance.

What I went through today seemed just the tip of the iceberg.

Decide to pay attention and look at the records of other students.

Quiet- Quiet-

However, the more I read the records of other students, the clearer I felt.

Students whose grades are far below the classroom average, but who consistently occupy one place,

A student who has an extroverted personality, but doesn't think about improving grades at all.

On the other hand, an extremely closed student with good grades.

Lastly, even with the highest grades, some subjects are crawling so low that they cannot be considered high school students.

Most of the students at the previous academy had similar characteristics to the students I was in charge of.

What is better than the previous academy is that there are no people who maintain extreme grades like the 20th Corps?

widely-

I closed the record I was looking at.

Looking at the data, I found a definite estimate.

This class will perish if it's not me or anyone else.

A black hole that eats away the careers of instructors and an ant hell that destroys the motivation of students.

Because it was an exile that was intentionally made by the academy.

Of course, it's a different story in my country.

If I use my powers well, I can turn this class, which no one cares about, into golden eggs.

whatever it is

'I was just in need of a realistic career to go to a higher place.'

It seemed like a pretty good opportunity in many ways.

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