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Episode 26: No More Barley Tea

Today is barley tea without any doubt.

It was as good as when I first drank it, but now I think it would be better to just drink plain water.

They say it's different every time, but no matter how much I drink, the taste doesn't change much, so I didn't get my hands on it.

widely-

The vice president put down the tea he was drinking and opened his mouth.

“We should have a dinner party together, but everyone is busy, so we can only see each other like this.”

The deputy chief said with a friendly face.

A bright smile with no pretense whatsoever.

If I didn't know how many people wasted their time and career with that laughter, I would have suffered helplessly.

However, there are things I have heard from people in the past and things I have experienced before, so I am not shaken.

But then.

“Deputy director, some time…”

The general manager started urging the vice president.

Then, with an expression that the vice president had forgotten for a moment, he nodded his head and opened his mouth.

"Oh yeah. I forgot to bring busy people. Mr. Kim will also have to leave work, so let's talk soon."

Then, Bat-eun coughed once and continued talking.

“Hmmm. Mr. Joon-Young Kim. You did a very long job this time.”

serious voice.

It was a different voice than when he was usually praising barley tea.

“I know because I peek at this test paper, but this is no joke. I don't know if this is my major, but I can't even touch other subjects, but it's amazing. Is that right, general manager?”

Suddenly, the arrow returned to the general manager.

The general manager, who was looking at the phone, opened his mouth with a surprised expression.

“That… that’s right. That’s great.”

Obviously a random answer.

He didn't seem to know what he was talking about.

However, the vice president nodded his head as if satisfied with the answer.

Then,

"sure. To have such a person in our academy is something to be really grateful for. No, in today's world, who would take the SAT every year to help students prepare for classes? Isn't it?"

Again, useless words were listed.

“·················ogue.”

There is something called intonation.

It is a type of rhetoric, and it is a method of first demeaning to give praise or praising first to look bad.

The words that the vice-president now uttered every now and then were the precursor to this intonation method.

Why are you giving compliments that you don't even care about in order to say something bad later?

Unsurprisingly, the vice-principal, who had been constantly praising him, stopped him for a moment and began to lick his lips as if he was thinking about something.

“·················ogue.”

After thinking about it for a while, the vice president slowly opened his mouth.

“By the way. There is one thing on my mind.”

He raises his voice as if trying to capture a heavy atmosphere on his other side.

“What?”

When I asked, the deputy chief knocked on the table and opened his mouth.

“Did you film an interview video this time? That’s kind of what I like about it.”

When he finished speaking, he made a sullen expression.

“·················ogue.”

It seems that I am dissatisfied with the interview video I took after I took the SAT.But as far as I know, thanks to that video, if the image of the academy improved, it got better, nothing worse.

On the contrary, I heard that the number of students had increased, so what the director was saying now seemed like a joke.

Looking at him with a questioning look, he makes an awkward expression.

“What do you mean?”

When I asked, he opened his mouth cautiously.

“No, so. I’m telling you that it would have been better if you did that after consulting with us.”

I frowned slightly.

Then, the deputy chief hurriedly takes action.

“Oh, I’m not blaming the teacher for that. But... we are just letting you know that we are very upset and sad. Isn't that right, boss?"

And then again, the responsibility is passed on to the general manager.

The general manager, who suddenly got the gun, looks back at the vice-chief with a puzzled look.

Then, as if giving up, he frowned and opened his mouth.

“Yeah what. Yes. To be honest, sir, we are a little embarrassed too. No, it seems that we didn't feel sorry for the teacher in the meantime, but what if the interview is suddenly conducted on a place like Yotube?”

As he speaks, the vice president shakes his head next to him.

His eyes lit up as if that was what he wanted to say.

“Well, what has already happened, I’m telling you to be careful in the future. Sir, there is still a contract issue, but if you keep playing like this, it will be difficult for us to meet good conditions.”

Having said this up to here, I glanced into the eyes of the vice president. As the vice president nodded his head, he continued to speak.

“So the next time something like this happens, please discuss it with us and proceed. Do you know?”

After finishing the conversation, the general manager smiled and looked at me.

He even mentioned the contract issue, so he seems to think I won't say much.

It seems that I really don't know anything about not even talking about parents' contact or newly enrolled students at the academy.

It was ridiculous and I just laughed out loud.

He shook his head slowly and opened his mouth.

“Is that what you’re talking about?”

“···········?”

When I say it, the director and general manager make expressions like, ‘Isn’t this?’ He opened his mouth to see them.

“If you have said everything, I will tell you. I will quit school.”

Then, the vice president and the head of the department make an angry expression.

When I saw that I was about to get up and leave, the vice president got up and grabbed my hand and hung on it.

“No, Mr. Kim. Why are you I think the general manager made a little mistake, so let me explain it slowly. So···"

I stretched out the director's fingers one by one and pulled out his hand.

Then the director's expression changes to a fly.

"no. You won't. However, don't worry, the handover will be finished."

“Mr. Kim! Wait! No, the general manager, how do you do it? Mr. Kim! Don't do that, let's have a cup of tea together..."

The director tried to catch me by wiping the general manager with an expression that did not let go of regrets until the end.

But it's already too late. Because the bus has left.

“It’s done. For some reason, barley tea did not suit my taste.”

I pushed aside the vice president and turned the doorknob.

However.

the moment you open the door.

Dozens of eyes stared at me.

Dozens of people standing in front of the door.

are different people

An office worker wearing a crooked tie.

A man who shakes off stone dust from his work clothes.

A young man with a suitcase larger than his body.

Even a high school girl holding a credit card and looking at people's eyes.

Other than that, people from different classes were just looking at my face.

As if expecting something to fall from me.

“·················ogue.”

There was a strange heat in their eyes as they looked at me.

Among them, a middle-aged woman in a nearby supermarket cashier uniform approached me and opened her mouth.

"Teacher. Teacher Kim Jun-young, right? Was she on TV?”

Sweat was glistening on the swing's forehead as if he had even jumped from the mart to here.

If I said no, they looked like they were going to collapse at any moment.

I looked at her and nodded her head.

Then people started to surround me.

The man with her charred face approached first and opened her mouth.

"Teacher. Please teach our children too. Please.”

He said as he hid the grease-stained sleeves behind her back.

Then the people around them taught their children to run and started screaming.

Most of them, like her man, told stories about her children, the rest were asked to teach herself.

But every time I shook my head.

But people seldom thought of giving up. He was just holding my hand and, if that was not enough, holding his sleeve, repeating the story with earnest eyes.

“I can give you any money.”

Meanwhile. A woman in a cashmere shawl spoke to her with a calm complexion.

Then the faces of some people darkened noticeably.

Most of them were people with rough skin.

Soon, the hands holding my sleeves fell helplessly, and their red, bloodshot eyes and the eyes of the cashmere woman smiling coldly met in the air.

The air cooled down among the people.

I bowed her head in a big gesture for everyone to see.

“I’m sorry, but I have decided to only work until this month at this academy.”

Then the people looked down into the abyss.

As I moved slowly, regrets flooded the people's faces.

“Aren’t you tutoring?”

"please. If I fall again this time, it will be the last time.”

“I came from Busan. Teacher, please.”

“Some of our kids. Help me."

“Oh, I’ll give you any money. We talk separately.”

Their voices hit their backs. But I didn't stop walking.

Without hesitation, I opened the front door of the school and went out.

* * *

next day.

After preparing for class, I started packing my belongings.

I wanted to quit right away as I thought it would, but since the students were not guilty, I thoroughly prepared for the handover so as not to harm them.

When I finished preparing like that, the instructors who were working were looking at me with surprised eyes.

Everyone was taken aback by my sudden action.

“Mr. Kim! What's happening all of a sudden? Where are you going?"

At that time, Song Min-ji, who was in the opposite seat, asked me with surprised eyes.

It seemed that the other people had their ears pricked up this way, whether it was a car they were curious about.

I smiled softly and opened my mouth.

“I just did it this month. But I don't think I'll have time later, so I'll try to organize it in advance."

When I said that, Song Min-ji's expression clouded.

A somewhat depressed expression.She opened her mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out of her mouth.

But while she hesitated, the other instructors sneaked up and started talking to me.

“Have you ever been scouted, Mr. Kim? Hey, it's a perfect score too. Hunting comes right away.”

"where are you? Maybe it's the entrance exam school? Do you have a headquarters? Or is it bigger than malt?”

“No, it seems like Mr. Kim can speak Korean as a public official? Samtooth and factory machines are taking care of me these days.”

“We do this once at our dinner. In the meantime, I have a crush on you, but if you let it go like this, it would be a shame.”

They approached with kindness, and they all told similar stories.

In fact, in my current situation, it was natural to think like that if I suddenly said I was going to quit the academy.

But I had no intention of answering their questions.

Until a week ago, they and I were just like cows and chickens.

“No, can’t you tell me where you’re going? We're not asking you to take us with us."

In the meantime, Kim Won-yong, who was sitting next to me, whispered to me.

Talking Tu is just like a child who quarrels.

“·················ogue.”

But when I saw them fluttering while biting the rice cakes that I had not even thrown, a story I had heard before suddenly came to mind.

It was said that if an elephant was tied up with a thin chain from a young age, the elephant could not get out of the chain even after it had grown up and had enough strength to break the chain.

Come to think of it, I wondered if I, up until now, had turned around as an elephant tied to a chain like the other instructors in front of me.

Thinking like that, my fear of dropping out of the academy disappeared, and I felt so light-headed.

okay. It was wrong to say that I was only able to stay as a lecturer at an academy with power outside the standard of USB.

After all, the kind of treatment that an instructor at an academy belonging to the academy could receive was there.

Even if it started as a study room, it was better to hit it with all my might.

* * *

He was on his way out of the academy after completing the handover.

katok katok katok-

I checked my phone at the sudden sound of KakaoTalk.

[Oh really sir! Isn't that too much?]

[Again, if you don't talk, I'll go crazy!!!!]

[He said he was making me study! Chae Ming-jeo is responsible!!!]

It was Yuna Kim.

She looked at a bunch of typos, and as soon as she heard I was leaving, she looked like she was crazy.

Well, I felt a little sorry for him. Anyway, it was like he came to this academy trusting only me.

In addition, although the ending was not good, it struck me that it was his parents who introduced him to McA Study, a rather large academy.

“·················ogue.”

She slowly organized her thoughts and pressed her keypad.

[Yeonah, do you really want to take my class?]

As soon as I sent the message, the read mark disappeared.

And the reply comes right away.

[of course. So take responsibility!]

What do you mean by responsibility?

I smiled bitterly and wrote down the answer.

[Then I will give you the address. Come to my house tomorrow.]

Again, the read mark disappears immediately.

But this time the response is a bit slow.

Considering the speed at which he usually sends KakaoTalk, it was impossible.

Kakao Talk-

After a while, a reply comes.

[···Only me?]

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