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095 Study (3)

[Am the Korean Top Class Hip Hop Model Noblesse- ]

the sound of waking up in the morning.

In Dong-hoon Lim's room, where the bromides of famous rappers from home and abroad were attached to the walls, the song resounded with great speed.

It was the sound of a wake-up call set last night by Dong-Hoon Lim.

It's after I took the SAT, so I usually go to bed at 3 am and wake up at 11 am to enjoy a happy life.

Today, especially, I went to bed at 1 am and set a wake-up call.

However.

Seeing Dong-Hoon Lim sleeping droopy, it seemed that he could not hear this loud noise.

just.

“Check…check….”

It was only snoring his nose with a strange sound and tossing and turning.

But then.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar shadow entered Lim Dong-hoon's room.

[I'm a submission that twists the beat and replays it.]

The shadow stopped Lim Dong-hoon's cell phone.

Lim Dong-hoon's room, which was full of loud beats, became quiet.

And right away.

"weather."

A hard voice echoed through his room.

A voice that crushes the hearts of those who hear it.

It was a sound that instinctively made people nervous.

Lim Dong-hoon, who was smiling, distorted his face as if he was having some kind of nightmare.

But he never woke up.

OK.

“Lim Dong-hoon! weather!"

The shadow shouted into Lim Dong-hoon's ear.

Moment.

“Oh! Jesus Christ!”

Lim Dong-hoon jumped up from his seat as if waking up the game.

Then he hurriedly looked around.

In the eyes of Dong-hoon Lim, who had a confused expression, Kim Jun-young, who was smiling deeply, was seen.

Lim Dong-hoon, who finally understood the situation, frowned and opened his mouth.

“Ah... what the heck, you were surprised!”

It was a voice full of dissatisfaction.

Seeing that face, Junyoung smiled and opened her mouth.

“What if I am still sleeping? Did you forget what you promised?

Lim Dong-hoon pursed his lips with a sullen face.

“No, it’s not like that, but the appointment time hasn’t come yet.

Then, as if Jun-young was talking, he pointed to Dong-hoon Lim's cell phone and opened his mouth.

“What are you talking about, look at the time. Is it time or not?”

Lim Dong-hoon, who heard Jun-young's words, picked up the phone with a hopeful expression. He looked at the time and looked surprised.

The time is 5:10.

He was five minutes past the time he had set for his alarm.

"Uh...why didn't you hear the alarm? Is it strange?”

Lim Dong-hoon said with a trembling expression on his face.

Joon-young, who looked at him, smiles and throws something at Dong-hoon Lim.

Lim Dong-hoon received it and checked it out, and it is a thick tracksuit.

"What's this?"

The training clothes that Jun-young threw to him, who would never wear anything other than a fashionable hip-hop look, were unfamiliar.

He asked with a puzzled expression.

“The clothes you are going to wear today, put them on quickly.”

Joon-young, who gave a simple answer, began to urge him.

Lim Dong-hoon tilted his head.

It was still close to dawn.

Because Lim Dong-hoon didn't think it was time to go outside yet.

"Yes? Where are we going? Weren't you teaching at home?"

When he asked, Junyoung shook his head and opened his mouth.

"of course. Today is a 'special tutoring', so I'm going to wear it quickly and be late."

after a while.

The place where Lim Dong-hoon, who picked up clothes and wore them, headed...[Iron Blood Human Resources Office]

Just looking at the name, it was a place that felt terrifying.

Lim Dong-hoon, who saw the signboard, followed Kim Jun-young with a nervous face.

yet.

Kim Jun-young stopped walking.

"Hmm. this is true Are you ambiguous?”

A large, middle-aged man who looked like he had a temperament looked at Dong-Hoon Lim up and down.

With a somewhat suspicious expression on his face, he opened his mouth to look at Junyoung standing next to him.

“Aren’t you a minor?”

Then Junyoung opened her mouth with a calm face.

“Yes, it’s your birthday, so don’t worry. My nephew wants to earn some money before going to college this time.”

With those words, the man who had been looking at Lim Dong-hoon distastefully just before looked at Lim Dong-hoon with her new eyes.

“Hey, he looks sloppy, but surprisingly, he is a young man with a strong mind, right? Well, let's just register. Here's your ID. There's still some time left, so let's drink some coffee and wait. When I get a seat, I’ll call you first.”

Then he smiled and returned the ID.

But at that moment.

“Sir, what are you doing here?”

Lim Dong-hoon asked Jun-young with a frightened face.

Junyoung smiled and opened her mouth.

“Where? Can't you see?"

Lim Dong-hoon looked around at his words.

OK.

It's still before dusk, so it's time to catch the blue morning air.

The dawn scene of the manpower office entered his eyes.

A middle-aged man in old work shoes.

A young man in his mid-twenties who came to find a job without work boots.

People waiting for coffee at the vending machine next to an old man who is constantly coughing up dry cough.

A typical morning manpower office scene unfolded before his eyes.

Lim Dong-hoon looked at Joon-young with a confused expression.

Then, Joon-young smiled and opened her mouth.

“This is the place to introduce you to tutoring.”

Lim Dong-hoon's face became pale.

Bad keywords such as Sinan-gun, shrimp fishing, and island slavery flashed through his mind.

‘Isn’t this for sale?’

He thought about running out of this place right now, but his wallet and cell phone had all been confiscated, so he had no choice but to leave this place.

But then.

“Hey, there are two young people there. got a seat I'll follow you, boss."

The voice of the head of the human resources office was heard.

Joon-young tapped Dong-hoon Lim on the shoulder.

I looked outside.

A furry dragon wagon was waiting for them.

* * *

pounding pounding-

A house construction site with a loud noise.

In a corner where workers were busily coming and going, a group of people gathered and murmured.

Something that would not normally happen.

In normal times, the roar of the work group leader was a sight that would fill the heavens and earth.

But today, even the strict working group leader was caught in the midst of the noisy workers and lost his mind.

where they look.

Where the cement sacks pile up like a mountain.

clinging-

There was a man mixing cement, water, and aggregate in a grotesque movement.

A person who lightly lifts a cement sack approaching 40 kg, pours some water and a large amount of aggregate, and then moves the shovel in a natural flow as if dancing.

That person is right there.

It was Kim Joon-young.

Every time Joon-young moved the shovel, the almost raw materials were turned into concrete as if red bean ice was mixed.

The working group leader, who was looking at him, looked at him with admiration.

It was because I knew how difficult it was to do that seemingly easy task.

“The only thing that happened to me was that the handsome yangban had a very good haircut. So, where did you learn to work?”

Then the head of the work group, who was watching Joon-young's shovel carefully, asked.

“I learned it in the military.”

Junyoung paused the shovel for a moment and answered.

Then the operation manager nodded his head and opened his mouth.

“After all, people have to go to the military. ok where? army? The shovel looks like a sapper or artillery, right? no?"

“The Marine Corps Reconnaissance Team has arrived.”

As Jun-young spoke, the workers around him looked at him with a surprised expression.

“Oh, for some reason, shoveling was no joke. how old is it? Did I join the Marines too?”

“Hey, what kind of marines are you? I know for sure it's a defense."

“Uh-huh! Don't talk nonsense. Marines have a tight defense!”

The head of the work group, who was angry at the worker who put the rice cakes for nothing, looked at Joon-young.

“If you don’t have anything to do these days, just do it with us. I'll take care of the crew."

Then, in a soft voice, he said to Junyoung.

Then the workers around them nodded their heads.

This was because, among the many people he had seen so far, there had never been a worker who was as quick-witted and hard-working as Jun-young.

Apparently, just looking at his face, he looked like some kind of grandchildren, but his work looked better than those with thick bones on the construction site.

However.

Where there is light, there is also darkness.

“Hey, look at him. yum don't! Then you go out of your back! One plague, I'm sick and tired. Uh huh, where are you going to go and say sida instead of daemodo?”

I saw where the foreman was looking at him, twitching his tongue.

There was Dong-Hoon Lim, who was carrying a sack of cement while moaning.

The workers who saw him crouching and sulking around, carrying cement sacks, shrugged their tongues.

It was because he knew that Lim Dong-hoon had been wrestling with a cement sack for ten minutes.

"men and horses! So, are you going to finish your work today? If you do it like that, you won't get a daily wage! Can't you do it?"

Hearing the roar of the working group leader, Dong-Hoon Lim began to move the cement back and forth.

'Damn why do I have to do this!'

Lim Dong-hoon looked at Kim Jun-young dazzlingly with a shovel and thought, looking at him with resentment.

To him, who had never lifted anything heavier than a backpack in his 19 years of life, a sack of cement he was carrying was like a ton of stone.

I felt like I wanted to throw everything away and go home right now.

However.

‘If I hear that you are playing a joke in my ears, I will stop all cards on that day, so I know that! what? Graduation gift? Ferrari? Hey! Baby Inomu! Does it sound like a Ferrari after taking a score like that? If you don't want to be kicked out of the house, don't talk too much and do what your teacher tells you!'

He couldn't stop working when he thought about what his father said yesterday.

But it's still 11:55.

He told Joon-young that he had to work by 6 o'clock, so there was still an awful lot of time left.

But.

My arms are already brittle.

Legs are stout.

My back felt like it was going to break.

there

Loud, rumbling, rumbling-

There was a roaring noise from inside, begging for some food, please.

hardship and hunger.

An unfamiliar sensation haunted him.

But then.

“Let’s eat and eat!”

The sound of lunch time was heard.

Then Lim Dong-hoon's expression, who seemed to collapse at any moment, changed to that of a Bushman who tasted Coke for the first time.

of course.

“Ah, are you doing what I ask you to do? Hey! I think you'll pass thanks to our Marines!"

I heard a disapproving voice from the head of the work group looking at Lim Dong-hoon.

A deep smile appeared on the corner of Junyoung's lips, who was looking at him.

* * *

widely-

Lim Dong-hoon closed the car door.

Then the car window came down and Junyoung's face appeared.

“You worked hard today, see you tomorrow. Get some rest."

Lim Dong-hoon, hearing Jun-young's words, roughly nodded his head.

He wanted to say something if he felt like it, but it was because he had neither the strength nor the will to respond anymore.

Jun-young, who looked at him, smiled, and immediately started the car.

Bureung-

As soon as Joon-young's car left, a sigh escaped Lim Dong-hoon's mouth.

He thought that Jun-young was clearly the devil.

After work on the construction site.

‘Is it hard? Okay, shall we go to the sauna and sweat a little?’

As soon as work was finished, he was sitting on the floor as if he was going to collapse, when Jun-young tapped his shoulder and said,For a moment, he didn't even know why the sound sounded so sweet.

‘I should have said no back then, you idiot!’

Maybe it was because he wanted to wash his body and mind, which had been stuffed with dust all day, in hot water.

He just instinctively nodded.

But.

It was another hell.

wiggle wiggle-

A colorful dragonfish that wriggles unpleasantly with the movement of its muscles.

With a wide back like Gaema Plateau in front of him, he looked at Joon-young with a resentful expression.

But.

‘It’s been a while since I contacted you, but thank you for your permission.’

‘Hey, what are you doing with this? It's me, I'd appreciate it if a young person could help me. But why don't you grab a towel? You used to do it well, didn’t you?’

Jun-young smiled and talked with the gentleman next to him, but did not even look at him.

But then.

just-

Lim Dong-hoon's eyes flashed.

Let him come to his senses and look into his eyes.

‘Yumma! what are you doing massage? Time to push the time! So tight that our dragonfish scales fall off! okay?'

I could see a tiger-like man lying on the sanctuary, frowned.

He wanted to cry, but he thought that if he did, his spine would face each other in front of the sanctuary.

Since then, he has had to push the backs of dozens of people.

Lim Dong-hoon looked down at his hand.

I could see small blisters caught between my swollen fingers.

Every time he moved his fingers, he throbbed.

“Hey, I’m going crazy.”

The fact that today is the first day of the week bothered him.

But the idea did not last long.

It was because today's fatigue was too great to worry about tomorrow.

“Oh, I don’t know. You'll be fine for now."

He put off tomorrow's worries until tomorrow and jumped onto the bed.

The bed, which had been uncomfortable until then, felt like heaven.

‘I hope tomorrow doesn’t come.’

He checked his watch.

The time is 11 o'clock.

Even if Joon-young came at the same time as yesterday, there was still a tremendous amount of time left of 6 hours.

He closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his lips.

However.

As soon as he closes his eyes.

“Lim Dong-hoon! weather!"

A voice that sounded like it had come from hell pierced his ears.

“Aww! Father God!”

Lim Dong-hoon got up from the bed, startled.

Let him look around the nightmare.

I saw Junyoung smiling the same as yesterday.

Lim Dong-hoon could not stand the boiling tantrums.

“Oh sir! What wakes you up as soon as you close your eyes! This is abuse!”

he shouted

But.

"What are you talking about. The time is up. Look at the clock.”

Joon-young just opened her mouth with a sad expression on her face.

Lim Dong-hoon, startled by the sound, looked at the clock with a hopeful expression.

The time is already 5:10.

In an instant, Lim Dong-hoon's expression collapsed.

‘Ahhhh! This is nonsense! I just blinked!’

That time when Lim Dong-hoon was silently lost in his mind.

“Now, let’s go study.”

Jun-young handed the thin tracksuit to Lim Dong-hoon and said.

“Are you going to work today? Sir, please save me.”

Then Lim Dong-hoon said with a tired expression.

If a sound came out of Jun-young's mouth, he had a face that looked like he would collapse.

Jun-young, who looked at him, smiled and opened her mouth.

“No, I’m going to study another day today.”

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