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Episode 76: There is no future for idols who forget history (4)

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With her half-closed eyes, she could see Nayun the hand, shaking her head.

It was 15 minutes after her I started class again, and less than 20 minutes after her manager, who had come in worried about her, left her classroom.

I sighed and opened her mouth to her.

“Mr. Na Yoon? wake up."

However.

“...”

Na-yoon Son remains silent.

She was nodding her head as if she couldn't hear me, and was doing head-bearing.

Because of her busy schedule, she probably hasn't slept since dawn until now, so it's not that she doesn't understand that she's asleep...

It was unavoidable.

The Korean history ability test in October doesn't come easily for idols.

“Mr. Na Yoon. You'll regret it if you don't wake up now."

“... well.”

“Mr. Na Yoon! This is the last warning.”

"···Well···"

However, Na-yoon Son never came to his senses.

Now he couldn't help it.

He had no choice but to use the last resort.

“After that, I apologize in advance.”

I sighed and pulled a piece of paper out of my bag.

Then, the dense letters written in it caught my eye.

It was a very thin sheet of paper, but she was confident that it would have a greater effect on her than her lightning bolt that fell right in front of her.

because.

‘Because reading with your own eyes and listening to it are two different things.’

I approach her hand Na-yun and bow her head to her.

I slowly began to read what was written on the paper.

“You are really ignorant. Walk around the streets and walk along the Kim Do-gang for the rest of your life, you bastards…”

OK.

Son Na-yoon's ears twitched.

It worked too.

However, as if her firepower was lacking, she did not fully wake up.

But she still had a lot to read.

Because there were dozens of sentences written on this thin piece of paper alone.

I read down the contents that had been printed in a calm tone.

"...it's really embarrassing. When I think about how much Japanese children will laugh at me, my eyes are in tears.”

“Idols said they were empty brains, but you didn’t know it was true, did you?”

“You go around with the name of a star somewhere.”

As I recited the contents that had been printed for a long time, I could see Son Na-yun's shoulders trembling.

It looks like he's already awake.

Seeing her red and burning ears, it was as if she couldn't lift her head in embarrassment.

But there was still a climax left.

“···If you are pretty and popular, everything is fine, right? That's terribly pathetic logic. Idols like this..."

It was one of the best comments I've ever seen.

At this point, I thought that I couldn't stand it and would wake up.However?

Surprisingly, there was no reaction.

Rather, her trembling shoulders calmed down.

Can you fall asleep even after listening to this story?

She lowered the paper she was holding in her bitter mood.

But then.

“I’m sorry, sir. I teach quickly.”

she said raising her head.

She looked at her slightly bloodshot eyes, as if she were about to burst into tears at the slightest touch.

But at the same time, her eyes were burning.

His eyes were a mixture of anger and resentment, shame and will.

It was only then that I realized that my method, which I thought had failed her, worked for her.

‘A man who reads malicious comments.’

This was what I prepared when I heard the manager say that Na-yoon Son can't concentrate in class.

Actually, I didn't even want to use this method.

Because no one wants to say such a thing in front of the person concerned.

However, not only Na-yoon Son, who is an idol, but also me, who has a lot of things to do, was in a position where I could not fully focus on studying history.

So, from prehistoric times to modern times, in order to teach Na-yun Son the history of Korea within two months, it was necessary to raise the concentration of Na-yun Son, the person who was taking the class, as much as possible before starting the full-scale class.

Otherwise, no matter how hard I put my heart into class, it was difficult to make Na-yoon Son into a ‘history idol’ within the remaining time.

of course.

‘It’s easy to pass the exam itself.’

To be honest, it was easy to make Son Na-yoon a first-class Korean history student.

It was possible enough just to search the USB and memorize the answer.

However, if Son Na-yun did not study history herself, something like the ‘Kim Do-gang’ incident could happen again someday.

So, even if Son Na-yun was a little shocked, he had to give her a reason and her will to pursue her studies.

Fortunately, she didn't get caught up in her shock and seemed to have turned the shock into 'poisonous'.

I nodded.

and

Burning her will, she started her lessons for her.

"like. Mr. Na Yoon So, continuing from the previous section, let's take a look at the development of the prehistoric era. The prehistoric era of our country is . . .”

Then she looked at me with her twinkling eyes.

* * *

after a few days like that.

widely-

After writing the last note, I smashed the chalk on the blackboard.

The chalk split in two fell to the floor.

I turned around, dusting off the chalk dust on my fingertips.

OK.

I saw Son Na-yoon looking at me with poison eyes.

After class for about two hours, tiredness was still on her face,

She clenched her teeth as if she could never sleep, waiting for my story.

It feels completely different from when I first started class.

It was a completely different atmosphere.

It was a positive change.

I opened her mouth slowly towards her.

"Thank you. Today’s class will end here.”

OK.

"Phew."

She let out a sigh of great depth.

She then opened her mouth as she smiled embarrassedly.

“You suffered.”

I shook my head and said.

"no. Well, Nayun suffered more. She must have been tired after the schedule was over.”

Then Na-yoon Son looked at me with a soft smile.

Although his eyes were tired, his eyes seemed to be full of trust towards me.

After reading the comments on the first day, the class was able to proceed smoothly.

Of course, as she was a late class, she was tired of her, so she had no choice but to doze off from time to time.

Every time she mentions 'a CF' or a 'failed movie', she turns on a light in her eyes, trying not to go to sleep anyway.

And as a result.

I was able to progress at a faster pace than I expected.

So, if I had to suffer a little more, the day would come when Son Na-yoon would get rid of the stigma of being a 'brainless stone' and become a 'star' in the sky once again.

‘And by then, my book will be out too.’

I looked at Na-yoon Son, who was organizing his luggage.

After Son Na-yoon obtained her Korean history license, if public opinion reversed, then she was planning to launch an advertisement modeled on Na-yoon Son in all directions.

as soon as.

A book by ‘The person who turned a blank stone into a stone of history’.

* * *

[Mr. Nayun, please review yesterday's lecture regularly. And make sure to solve the problems I gave you once.]

After sending a text message to Na-yoon Son.

Organize lecture materials.

As long as there is still time until the Korean history exam.

Until then, it was important to constantly manage her so that she would not lose her will.

What she had been racing up until now was that she could go to nothing if she erroneously loosed her will.

But then.

"Teacher. Here you go."

Someone suddenly held out a hand in front of me.

I looked back in surprise.

It is Park Il-han with a bright expression on his face.

He held out a box the size of a chalkboard eraser and waved his hand as if to get it.

"what's this?"

I asked.

Then Park Il-han answered with a smirk.

“It’s a gift.”

Anyone could have known that.

Because I saw that the box was packed with poor skill.

But that's not what I was wondering.

“No, out of the blue, what kind of gift is it? What's going on?”

When I asked him, he shook his head and said.

“No, what is it? Last time, if the pay-per-view became a hit, you decided to buy me a present.”

Then he looked at me with a look as if he didn't remember.

Come to think of it, he must have said something like that in the office the other day.

Then, involuntarily, I burst out laughing.that the promise is.

It was because he was joking to relieve the guy who was very nervous about the pay issue.

“Isn’t that a joke?”

let me say

Park Il-han opened his mouth with a determined expression.

“Absolutely not? My arm hurts, get it soon. I mean, other people have to go there too.”

Then he handed me a present again.

He probably didn't want to put his hand down until I got the gift.

Reluctantly, I handed the gift from the boy's hand.

Then the guy nodded his head as if to release it quickly.

When he saw the bright eyes of the young man, he couldn't bring up the words of trying to solve it later.

The reporter carefully removed his wrapping paper, revealing a luxurious looking box.

“Open it now.”

Then he urged me.

I slowly opened the box.

what came out of the box.

It was a fountain pen with the ‘white star’ clearly engraved on it.

“Is it a fountain pen?”

When I asked in a slightly startled tone, he nodded his head and opened his mouth.

“I was thinking about what to buy, and other people like fountain pens as gifts for adults, so how about…?”

At the same time, the form that looked at me seemed to make me proud inside.

After all, it must have been the first time in his life that he had bought it with the money he earned on his own, so the feeling had to be different.

But.

I couldn't get this gift.

First of all, I thought that students should not accept a piece of gum other than tuition, and it was because I knew that brand fountain pens were quite expensive.

I held out the box to Il-Han Park and said.

“The biggest gift you can give me is ‘You’re going to college’. Refund this and buy me a present for my mother.”

However?

He was grinning as if he knew I would.

“I already bought a present for my mom. And since the receipt has already been thrown away, there is no refund.”

And then speak slowly.

“And that’s a bribe to send me to that college. The price is not that expensive, so just accept it.”

And then, before I could say anything, I ran out of the classroom saying that I was going to give presents to other people as well.

Guys, it's a bribe, but I guess it applies to other people as well.

I looked at the fountain pen in my hand.

Then a smirk leaked out.

It was because I was able to reaffirm that the guy who had been struggling because of his mother's pressure until recently was already walking his own path like this.

I took the fountain pen out of the box and put it in the inside pocket of my jacket.

Then I felt my heart grow heavy.

As long as I got a bribe from him like this.

A university that wants a guy no matter what.

I had to make it so that I could get into the department I wanted.

of course.

‘I would have sent it if it wasn’t a bribe anyway’

I see already.

“October, the cruelest month,” was approaching.

Now was the time to be very busy.

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