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Episode 074: There is no future for idols who forget history (2)

“How are you, teacher?”

The man sitting in front of me asked me.

It was a polite tone with few differences between high and low.

I looked at the man slowly.

A masculine face with a clear outline of the face.

It was a look that made the viewer feel intimidated by the hardened face that had been happening recently.

The look of the man who looked at it slowly was in one word.

‘It’s a bear.’

It was like a mother bear holding back her anger.

To be honest, I had never been told that I was short anywhere, but when I stood in front of him, I felt that I was short for a long time.

It was not so strange that I misunderstood, as such a person was standing in a dark hallway after 11 p.m.

At least it was me, so I was taken by surprise, because if it were someone else, I would have reported it to the police right away.

‘No, would you have hit the sound first?’

I'm glad to notice though, that he only looks at me outside the window, and he doesn't do anything else.

Otherwise, I would have acted the same as everyone else.

But when I opened the door after calming my startled heart, the first words he spit out were unexpected.

'Teacher. Please save our Nayun a little.’

Yes?

And without even letting me dry him, he bowed his back as if his head was touching the floor.

I was startled and tried to stop him right away.

‘Is this a rock? Is it muscle?’

No matter how much the dragon was used, it was immovable.

It was a difference to the extent that I felt a little shy as a man.

‘Should I do some exercise?’

I was so busy these days that I neglected my self-management, but I didn't expect it to be this much.

However, when I was younger, I used to work hard.

Anyway.

He had the momentum not to move until I 'promised to save Na-yoon'.

But as I thought about it slowly, I realized that I had seen a picture similar to this before.

‘Where did you see it?’

But I couldn't remember his face right away because I couldn't see his face properly.

‘Nayun?’

Come to think of it, there was a familiar name among the words he said.

Among the people I know, the only person with the name ‘Na-yoon’ was Public Velvet ‘Na-yoon Son’.

Then I slowly remembered who he was.

The appearance of a man running to the PD as soon as Na-yun Son made a speech mistake while filming Baek In-jeok.

When I refused Son Na-yoon's hug, the person who looked at me with a complicated and subtle expression was similar to the figure of the man in front of me now.

Then I understood what the situation was.

I smiled softly and opened my mouth.

‘I don’t know what it is, but if you do this, I will reject you?’

As soon as I fell, his back straightened out.It was as if the wind was blowing in the academy for a moment, how fierce the momentum was.

Click-

I put down my share of the teacup and said.

“Do you like tea?”

Then her man, who had been sitting silently, raised his head.

"Yes. I have a lot to think about these days, so I was a bit nervous, but it seems to loosen up a bit when something sweet is added. thank you. All of a sudden, she came to me and asked me for a favor without introducing myself, but she treated me like this and really...”

He said to me with serious eyes.

I nodded happily.

After all, no one hates sweet things.

What's more, if you, like me, are suffering from fatigue all over your body, this type of cocoa is more suitable than coffee or green tea.

That's why his expression looked much better than when I saw him in front of the school door.

Before he was like a starving mother bear, now he's like a honey-drunk cub.

“…But what’s the teacher’s answer…?”

But as if the sweetness had not forgotten everything, he said to me in a cautious tone.

I smiled softly and opened my mouth.

“Well, first of all, I want to hear why Na-yoon Son asked me to teach Korean history? I know the situation well, but I still don’t understand it.”

When I asked, he looked at me with serious eyes.

“What do you not understand?”

He said as he took the papers out of his bag.

The sofa, which seemed wide when others were seated, seemed rather small when he sat down.

I looked at it and opened my mouth.

“Why does it have to be me? Are there many others?”

Then he said with a desperate expression.

“Because I thought the teacher was the right person. Others... don't. never."

He shook his head heavily.

Then, even though I hadn't told the reason yet, I somehow started to believe it.

At least he didn't look like a liar.

But that didn't mean I couldn't make a decision without hearing what I had to hear.

Because there is nothing more stupid than judging the success or failure of a job based on the appearance of a person.

“You want to know why?”

When I asked with a smile, he gave me a thoughtful expression for a moment.

He thought and nodded as if he had made a decision until the steam that had been rising over the cocoa glass disappeared.

Then he looked at me with heavy eyes and opened his mouth.

* * *

“···So the teacher must do this····If this is the case, for the other members at the company level also···················.”

Having said this far, he blurted his words as if he couldn't put the rest into his mouth.

But it was easy to guess what he was saying behind the scenes.

'Perhaps resignation ... no, expulsion.'

It was a possible guess because he and she were in the entertainment industry more fierce than the Amazon jungle.

The era of 1 million aspiring celebrities.

A place where hundreds of thousands of new stars appear every day.

That was the entertainment industry.

So, it had to be seen that there was no place for the wounded 'star' to remain.

That star's place will soon be occupied by another star.

"i See."

I nodded.

Hearing what he said, I understood why he had come to me in such a secret way.

The fact that there is a controversy in itself is a huge blow to the company's bottom line.

So I guess I'll try to end this situation somehow.

But there were still unanswered questions.

“But why do you believe in me and tell me this? In a situation where I may or may not be able to teach Na-yoon Son well. Besides, I am a Korean language teacher.”

Then he opened his mouth, avoiding my gaze.

As he scratched his chin with his finger, his form was shaky.

“Actually, I did some research on the teacher. However, after researching, it turned out that you were from last year's SAT. Besides, I've looked all the teacher's lectures, and it's a shame...but actually, I hate reading books. But seeing that it comes into my head even for me like that, it seems that my skills are certain...”

Then he glances into my eyes.

It was his intention, he must have inspected me anyway, so it seemed like he was looking at my expression.

But anyway, if you just search the internet for a bit, you will find a lot of data.

So it was funny to say that I'm angry now.

As I smile and nod my head, his face brightens.

He began to open his mouth again.

“And I have good reason to believe in you.”

After speaking up to this point, he looked at me for a moment and then spoke slowly.

“I saw your superhuman self-control that very day.”

Yes?

For a moment, I didn't understand what he was talking about.

‘Superhuman self-control?’

If that was the reason, it was an absurd reason.

And I wondered if I had ever shown superhuman self-control in front of him.

It was the first time he and I had met, except for 'white people'.

I asked him with a face full of embarrassment.

“I am? when?"

Then he nodded his head resolutely as if there was no doubt.

“I saw it clearly. That day, on the set of the white intellectual.”

“····???”

I didn't remember it at all.

He glanced at me, then slowly opened his mouth.

“Then, after filming was over, the teacher…”

In an instant, something came to mind.

Isn't that what 'superhuman self-control' means with that?

If that's true, then this guy is amazing...

“I think you remember. Yes. From the moment my teacher refused Nayun's 'hug', I was convinced that she was a trustworthy person. I didn't know that there would be people who would reject Nayun, but that day really..."

.

After that, for a while, he started arguing how pretty Son Na-yoon was and how kind he was.

“...So, I thought, if you are a teacher, you can trust me and entrust Nayoon.”When his earnest praise for Son Na-yoon was over, I was at a loss for words and had no choice but to look at him.

No, what happened was like the ‘final boss at the end of the century’, so these kinds of words...

I kept my mouth shut for a moment, and he opened it with a cautious expression, as if he had misunderstood my expression.

“It seems that making this suggestion somehow became my apology. So, let's hear our proposal first. It will not be too late to make a decision after that.”

Then I pushed the documents I had prepared in front of me.

“Actually, I'm not very good at using tablets, so if you take a look here, you can see what we can offer if you accept our offer. How are you?”

I slowly read the papers he handed out.

Then he nodded his head.

Looking at the proposal over there, it seemed like they could see how seriously they were taking this situation.

"Yes. Once the teacher accepts our proposal, we will guarantee a tuition fee of 5 million won per month from now until the end of October, the Korean History Proficiency Test.”

“And if Na Yoon-yi gets the 1st grade in Korean history in the exam in October, we plan to give 10 million won in a lump sum as a reward for her performance. How are you?”

Then he looked at me with a pretty confident attitude.

He seemed to think I would accept his offer.

In fact, even if you prepare for and take the Korean History Proficiency Test for about a month, you will get a decent score, so if you follow what he suggested, it can be seen that he overdone it a lot.

So, if you were a general Korean history lecturer, it was a suggestion that would make you cry 'Call' as soon as you hear his suggestion.

But.

“Is there anything else? I am still earning enough money. If I were to take Na-yoon Son’s class, the preparation time would have been wasted solely for Na-yoon Son, but with this amount of money, it doesn’t seem worth spending that time.”

That applies only to those people.

To be honest, even if I prepared something else at that time, I was confident that I would make more money than the amount suggested by Son Na-yoon.

So that amount of money was not a reason to focus on Korean history lectures, which are not easy to connect with my major, Korean.

Then his expression turned to embarrassment, as he didn't think I would turn down his offer.

But for a while, he quickly regained his expression like a professional and asked me.

“Then, do you have any other money you want? We will try our best to match it.”

It was surprising.

When he already showed special affection for Na-yoon Son and Stellaris,

I had already guessed that he was a manager with quite a few years of experience, but I didn't know that he was in a position to arbitrarily have bargaining rights in the field.

Then the story was different.

Because I had no intention of accepting his offer.

Of course, the situation of her hand, Na-yun, was perfect, and the manner of her man who thought of her was also impressive, but as I was already digesting her busy schedule, I couldn't add any more work.

It is easy to make mistakes when working with compassion.

Who said that, worrying about celebrities is the most useless worry.

However.

If he had the bargaining power, he was willing to accept it even if it was a little overkill.

If he definitely had something to gain, it was right to get it.

Because for now, only they could give me something.

I smiled softly and opened my mouth.

“Can it be anything other than money?”

Then he nodded his head as if he was determined.

“I’ll make it happen even if I commit a mortal sin, so I’ll do everything except to ask you to catch a tiger.”

Well, mother bear versus tiger would be fun, but there was more to it than that.

If only this was accepted from the other side, it would have a bigger effect than paying some extra tuition.

I slowly opened my mouth towards him, who was looking at me with his leaning eyes.

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