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Episode 017: The Little Ball Launched by the Dwarf (2)

teaching room.

There was little time left for class.

The office door opened and closed nonstop, and the sound of staplers could be heard from all directions.

The front of the multifunction device is already full of instructors who want to print materials.

In the meantime, the instructors who drew the wrong materials anxiously waited for their turn, and those who couldn't wait ran to the next office.

Other than that, people who pray that their material is selected first.

A person who wants to give up printing and cover everything with writing.

The classroom was bustling with people frantically creating beam projector materials.

It's me, I went to work early and pulled out the necessary materials, so I'm just watching the scene.

“Toner is out! toner! toner! It's painted white! I'm going to check it out! Oh, that's crazy. I have to do it quickly.”

People like Kim Won-yong, who are late, have no choice but to jolt their minds in front of the multifunction device.

Meanwhile,

“·················ogue.”

I sat in a relaxed position and watched them.

Since morning work has been common since I was at the academy, it was more awkward to go to work late in the afternoon.

Some people tried to dissuade me that I was doing something wrong, but it's not bad to finish preparing for class so early and enjoy the scenery of the academy.

“·················ogue.”

I took a sip of coffee.

The coffee that Song Min-ji bought me, who came to work before me.

He took care of the error that appeared on the multifunction device earlier, so he said thank you and bought it.

The price for clearing the jammed paper is a bit excessive, but what do you get?

Anyway.

Now I had to prepare myself to finish. No matter how much class materials were printed out in advance, it was essential to take time to organize them before class starts.

From the moment you neglect these basic things, your ability as an instructor will gradually decline.

But then.

ssuk-

I could feel the popularity behind my back.

“···········?”

When I turned my head, a crooked male student was standing there.

The guy who was staring at me from the far corner in class yesterday.

He was a student with his legs up on his desk and a bluffed expression on his face.

‘Applause’

The personal information of the students I checked yesterday flashes through my mind.

He was good at other subjects, but was particularly weak in English and Korean.

The class attitude was poor, but surprisingly, the grades came out well, so it was memorable.

"Why?"

When I ask him, he makes a face that says nothing is wrong.

“Oh, no, just what. Students may come to the office.”

Wipe some sweat and talk.

The expression on the guy's face, who was trying so hard to look relaxed, was funny, but he doesn't need to show it.

"okay? what a good thing do it If it's important, we'll talk about it in class."

Then the boy's mouth twitched. The guy's words that don't seem to come out.

But even if you don't listen, I know.

After all, it was the first time I saw him yesterday, so there is only one chance that this guy will come to see me.

"Why? Do you want to improve your grades?”

Park Soo-han's eyes widened.Like, how did you know this? facial expression.

“Then don’t tell me. Why are you struggling?”

But when he heard my words, his expression turned strange. He looked like he had heard something humiliating.

The boy frowned and opened his mouth.

“Ah, of course. But you can do it yourself, like that.”

Quite a rebellious tone, unlike before.

It was such a change that I wondered if it was the guy who had been crawling before.

But to me, who knows who he really is, it just looks ridiculous.

“So you want to know?”

The light of conflict shone in the eyes of the boy who had turned into a rebellious one.

"···Yes!"

I couldn't help but laugh.

obedience.

The name of the disease he is suffering from.

It is an evolutionary form of middle school and secondary disease, and it is a terrifying disease that has no cure if it occurs in high school.

In reality, I'm not an unusual person, but I just want to look like an unusual person, so I can see my inner feelings clearly like this.

“Then why did you have to come to the teacher?”

When I asked him playfully, he sighed as if he had given up.

“That is, in fact…”

* * *

“Look. Are you risking your life for your school's Korean language teacher's note test? People like this aren't common, but I have to match them anyway. So···"

Since class time was approaching, I started to inform you through the prompts.

“First of all, I take notes seriously, focusing on the keywords I tell you, and…”

He's full of bluffs, so he doesn't usually write well.

In addition, he coaches other problematic learning methods.

It is important to pick up the problem with tweezers, but it is also important to master the basic learning method.

‘It’s like giving me a fish and teaching me how to catch a fish.’

Still, he had a natural brain, so it wasn't difficult to understand.

But the biggest problem remains.

“And since the part you are teaching right now is the grammar rule, just memorize the parts I tell you in ancient times the day before the note test. Don’t be pretentious.”

“Oh, sir, that’s not bluff! If I really want to, everyone in this academy...!"

As soon as the word 'bluff' came out of my mouth, his path began to run rampant.

“…what is everything?”

When I asked with a smile, he muttered while avoiding his gaze.

“In the first place, the teacher didn’t listen to our school teacher’s class, and how did he even get to the note test question…”

Well, from his point of view, it was a reasonable doubt.

But if you don't like the temple, you have to leave.

“If in doubt, don’t do it. But is your Korean teacher's stick okay? I'm going to break your foot."

“... no, why are you worried about the stick?”

“Then stop being pretentious and do what I tell you.”

The guy lowered his head.

You take a note test every week, so you get the wrong number.

This happened because Park Soo-han's Korean language teacher at school was an educator who didn't fit in with today's times.

For this guy who has never taken notes because of his unique bravado, it must be a prescription for rat poison.

That's the reason he came to me. To advise on how to avoid sticks, at least as a temporary measure. At least, if I can't avoid it, I want to release my stuffy stomach.

It seems that if I was an academy instructor, I would have cursed the school teacher together.

However.

In the meantime, it seems that there was no particular side for him at the academy.

“Hey, is our Suhan studying too? Kim is great, isn't it?"

Kim Won-yong, who was returning to his seat, saw Su-han and started talking to him.

It was a word of surprise and praise, but at the base of it was full of ridicule.

His arms are full of warm papers.

He could still hear the mourning voices of the other instructors, but he didn't seem to care.

“No, try speaking English like that. It’s embarrassing for me to say hello every class.”

“·················ogue.”

Hearing Kim Won-yong's words, Soo-han's mouth tightly shut.

Although mathematics and science are science subjects, that does not mean that the language area is not important. Not to mention English.

Then I remembered that Kim Won-yong was in charge of Su-han's English class.

And his disastrous score.

‘30 points’

It was a score range that could be taken.

He had a problem with his Korean score, but the real problem was English. At least the Korean language was only slightly lower than the average.

“Yeah, how many were you right today?”

Hearing Kim Won-yong's words, Su-han's expression distorted.

How many were right?

How many points did you get right?

When I heard it, it seemed that not only Korean but also English were punished according to the test scores of the students.

Come to think of it, these days, I heard that there are schools that secretly accept corporal punishment oaths... Suhan's school seems to be one of those schools.

If that is the case, it means that he has received not only the Korean language test, but also the portion of the English test.

Somehow, except for the pretentiousness, the corpse came to me too quickly.

If he were a human, it would have been difficult for him to endure the beatings that were struck twice a day. As a guy, he must have felt like catching a straw.

“Why are you shy to talk? If you don't want to be beaten up like that, listen to your teacher's class a little harder, man."

However, Kim Won-yong, who criticized Park Soo-han, was also not good to see.

Because it was a conversational tone that gently scratched the other person's weaknesses while smiling round and round.

What's more, the attitude of the instructor trying to run away from the student's grades. He looked very cowardly.

“·················ogue.”

I could see Park Soo-han's hand trembling.

Kim Won-yong, who was sitting right next to him, must have seen Park Soo-han like that, but he has no remorse.

He's rather humming his prints, stapling them.

"What are you doing?"

As I got up from my seat, Kim Won-yong's expression completely changed.

'uh? Suddenly, why is this?’

Applause Hando opens his eyes and looks up at me.

"Yes? No, I was saying it would be good for Suhan to study English a little harder. Are you making this teacher laugh a little? What did I do wrong? If anyone sees it, I think I made a mistake…”

Kim Won-yong speaks quite aggressively, perhaps outraged by the momentary flinch.

I just shrug my shoulders.

"no. I don't mean that. Class is over, but I don't think you can come in."

Then, Kim Won-yong quickly looked at the wall clock.

Oops, class time has passed.

A crackling sound can be heard from all over the partition.

“·················ogue.”

Kim Won-yong, embarrassed about being stabbed by a ragweed, was embarrassed to take his data and disappeared.

I also beckoned to Park Soo-han, who was stiff, and took the materials.

“Come and see me after you’re done.”* * *

after class.

In the classroom, only me and the two of us who applauded remain.

A guy who usually puts pretentiousness into his breathing. But today, I don't see even a single handful of bravado.

but.

“The teacher is ready.”

just ready to burn

Could it be the fire directed at the person who first took his side in the office? I shrugged.

It wasn't that he took a particular side, but it may have a slightly different meaning to the delicate emotions of adolescence, who were always ignored and marginalized.

Anyway, as a teacher, students who show enthusiasm are just as willing.

Yes, I will turn you into a handful of ashes today.

Seeing the guy staring at the blackboard with his burning eyes, it seemed like he had misunderstood him.

I thought he was just a guy who spent his school days with bluffs, but he was a guy who could show the same seriousness as today.

I nodded willingly and picked up the chalk.

It feels like chalk sticking to my fingertips today.

widely-

first start.

“Page 25. Second line. Standard Language Assessment Principle Chapter 1 Paragraph 1. A standard language is the official language of a country…”

At your words, his eyes read the book.

We don't have much time left for him and I, so we need to check the parts that will appear in tomorrow's note exam as soon as possible.

"... Among the principles of standard language, focus on 'cultured people', 'modern', and 'Seoul language'. What this part means is the ‘hierarchical’, ‘chronological’ and ‘regional’ standards of the standard language in order, so be aware…”

His eyes go back and forth between the blackboard and the book.

I thoroughly read only tweezers and keywords. There is no reason to hesitate or to hesitate as these are all exam questions that you have seen from the future.

A cut line that can avoid sticks. I'll just show you a 70% hit rate.

“First of all, you should never confuse the Romanization system with the foreign language writing system. It's a simple question, but it's surprisingly wrong, so I'm going to make a clear distinction. Who needs Romanization? It’s the foreign speakers…”

From the simplest to the most complex. It is organized by keywords in a short period of time.

Neither I nor the guy in front of me needed many words.

I didn't have the time to do it in the first place, and I didn't want to.

widely-

“Now the Korean language is over.”

I wrote the last letter and hit the chalk on the blackboard. Shattered chalk falling to the floor. The guy tilts his head.

“Eh? Already? Can I just memorize this?”

The guy who bluffs, saying it's just this, but his arm was already trembling.

“Well, I can do more. Can you do it with that arm?

I spoke to him as if provoking him. Then the guy laughs.

Beads of sweat were forming on the boy's forehead.

"of course."

It was the answer I had been waiting for.

But I shook my head. The Korean language is already sufficient for him.

instead.

I pulled out a print that was embedded in the Korean language book.

This is a little different than before. A single piece of simple A4 paper that is like a test for me and is also the first step towards the future.

“Sam. What is that?”

The guy looks at me with curious eyes.

I opened my mouth.

“Transplanetary furthest from the sun. Dwarf Star Dwarf Star. Sole unique. Gleamed shimmer.”

Within.

Park Soo-han's eyes widened.

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