Change Your Life with the USB from the Future!

096 Study (4)

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Junyoung stopped the car and looked at the passenger seat.

OK.

“···ㅤㅞa···ㅤㅞa···”

I saw Lim Dong-hoon sleeping without knowing the world.

“·················ogue.”

Seeing him sleeping with saliva dripping from his lips, it seemed that he had mistaken Junyoung's car for his master bedroom.

But the time is already 5:25 in the morning.

It was time to move quickly to start today's 'study'.

"wake up! It's been a few minutes and I'm still sleeping!"

Joon-young shouts loudly.

"Ahh!"

Lim Dong-hoon shook his body like a loach soaked in salt.

"···to?"

Lim Dong-hoon woke up and looked at Joon-young with blurry eyes.

“·················ogue.”

Seeing the boy's dazed expression on his face, Junyoung shook his head.

He looked into his unfocused eyes, and it seems he still hasn't woken up.

"Wake! Aren't you going to study?"

When Joon-young shouted once more, only then did Lim Dong-hoon's eyes slowly return to life.

"what is this place?"

Lim Dong-hoon, who had managed to come to his senses, looked around and asked.

Junyoung sighed and raised his hand and pointed out the window.

Lim Dong-hoon, who followed Jun-young's hand, caught an old concrete building.

Noryangjin Station.

Established in 1899, it is the first station in Korea, and the average daily number of passengers is approaching 50,000.

Noryangjin Gosichon is a place that serves as a pier for transporting Gongsi people to an island in the city.

Lim Dong-hoon, who saw the signboard at Noryangjin Station, looked at Joon-young with a bewildered expression.

“Sam, this is...”

Dong-Hoon Lim asked Jun-Young with an expression of ‘I hope’.

Joon-young answered, packing his luggage.

“Yeah, right. It’s Noryangjin.”

“Are you studying here today?”

When Dong-Hoon Lim asked with leaning eyes, Joon-Young nodded.

In an instant, a look of relief appeared on Lim Dong-hoon's face.

It was because it didn't seem like he would suffer from physical labor like yesterday.

'Yeah, I'd rather sit down.'

Lim Dong-hoon opened his mouth with a smile.

“Huh, that’s good. I thought I was going to a strange place like yesterday again. The cupbap here is delicious, can I eat it?”

At the same time, they started saying that they wanted to visit once before, and that there are many restaurants in Noryangjin on the Internet.

It sounded pathetic.

Joon-young opened his mouth and clicked his tongue.

“Don’t be silly and pack your bags. If you are late, you may not have a seat.”

And Lim Dong-hoon got out of the car without saying anything.

Lim Dong-hoon paused for a moment and looked at Jun-young's back.

‘What suddenly?’

Confused, he checked the time.

The time is 5:30.It was too early for him to think.

For Dong-Hoon Lim, who had never woken up at this hour even when he was in school, this hour was like midnight.

“Hey, it’s not even six o’clock yet. Aren't you just trying to torment me again?"

Lim Dong-hoon grumbled with a sullen face.

Come to think of it, it seems that everything Jun-young has been doing from yesterday to today was to torment him.

I felt like I wanted to grab Jun-young by the neck and say, 'Why the hell are you doing this to me?'

However.

'Ugh... I saw you shoveling yesterday, so you weren't kidding about your forearms.'

I don't think I can win by force, so I was just thinking about it today.

Lim Dong-hoon sighed as if he had no choice but to follow Jun-young and got out of the car.

and after a while.

Lim Dong-hoon's face, full of dissatisfaction, hardened.

'What is that···.'

A time when twilight is not over.

It was because he witnessed a bizarre scene in front of the academy that had arrived after Jun-young.

"Mumble mumble ... Korean is an agglutinative language belonging to the Altai language family ... murmur mumble ...".

“...I can do it. can do. can do···."

“Held at the Peace House in Panmunjom on April 27, 2018…”

Renewed students form a long line from the entrance to the academy.

Im Dong-hoon caught the eye of people studying with a milk box lying down on the floor of the alleyway.

“Sam, why are these people here?”

Lim Dong-hoon asked Jun-young with a tired expression.

"what?"

“These people. Why are you doing that over there?”

Lim Dong-hoon pointed to the people queuing in front of the academy.

Jun-young looked at the place Lim Dong-hoon was pointing.

Then there.

A person who slaps himself on the cheek to wake him up.

A person who flips through the pages of a book with his shaggy hands.

Even someone who rolls his feet and memorizes words.

In their own way, I could see people waiting for the lecture to start.

However.

“Why is that?”

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

Then, Dong-Hoon Lim looked at Joon-Young with an absurd expression.

“No, it’s strange. Why are you doing that?”

Lim Dong-hoon said with a look that he did not understand.

He looked like he had to study like that.

Jun-young opened her mouth with an indifferent expression.

“In Noryangjin, that’s normal.”

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

The figure of Noryangjin that he vaguely thought was not like that.

'Crazy, do you have to do something like that?'

After hearing from Jun-young that it was impossible to select a special talent, he was vaguely thinking about his luck, so it was a shock to see him like that.

Because he didn't want to understand or understand at all.

at that time.

There was a question that suddenly ran through Lim Dong-hoon's head.

‘By the way, who’s lecture are you waiting for like that?’

It was a natural question.

Looking at the desperate and desperate faces of those people, I can't help but wonder how great it is because they are waiting for something like that.

Lim Dong-hoon opened his mouth with a curious expression.

“But whose class is it that people line up like that?”

OK.

A very casual answer came back.

“My class.”

* * *

"ruler! Concentration. 'Cause there's one year left If you don’t want to see my face again next year, start studying now, okay?”

Junyoung's voice leaked out from the speakers in the classroom.

Then the students looked at Junyoung with burning eyes.

Everyone was concentrating on every single word Jun-young said with a look like a swordsman who threw away the sheath.

But only one.

The only exception was Dong-Hoon Lim, who had a blank expression at the back of the classroom.

'what's this?'

It's been an hour already.

Lim Dong-hoon, who was listening to Jun-young's morning lecture, could not concentrate on the lecture.

He was listening to Jun-young's lectures and taking notes of Jun-yeong's words like everyone else, but the more he did, the more uncomfortable he felt as if he was wearing clothes that didn't fit.

‘Is it just me?’

Im Dong-hoon looked around, just in case.

Then he caught sight of the people listening to the lecture.

It's like it's going to explode if you touch it.

They looked like they were facing a life-and-death enemy in front of them.

Except for him, everyone else was focused on Jun-young's lecture, not paying any attention to anything else.

‘What’s different?’

Lim Dong-hoon was confused.

Even though he was in the same room, class, and situation, the atmosphere between him and the others was different.

But then.

‘What have I been up to?’

Up until now, his actions flashed past his eyes.

Even if all the efforts he had put in for 19 years were put together, it didn't seem like a day's worth of effort by the people in this class right now.

And at that moment, Lim Dong-hoon could understand.

He is the biggest difference between him and others.

The biggest reason why he couldn't concentrate on Junyoung's class unlike others.

That popped into his mind.

'I've never been fierce.'

* * *

after class is over.

It was when Junyoung was driving.

"Teacher."

Suddenly, Dong-Hoon Lim, who was sitting next to him, spoke to Jun-Young.

"Why?"

When Jun-young answered, Lim Dong-hoon opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“Can I work hard for a year too?

It was a nonsensical story.

However, looking at Lim Dong-hoon's eyes, he seemed to be talking about luck.

Obviously, I remember he told me to work hard for a year when I was giving a lecture earlier.

Junyoung opened his mouth as he turned his handle.

"University?"

Lim Dong-hoon nodded his head.Then he looked at Joon-young with a desperate expression.

"Yes. Is it possible?"

It was a face he had never seen in the morning.

Obviously, even when he first arrived in Noryangjin, Lim Dong-hoon's expression was full of tiredness and irritation.

Junyoung opened his mouth, thinking that he was lucky.

“Then that’s enough. However, on the premise that you are alert.”

Then Lim Dong-hoon sighed and said.

“I’ll give it a try.

He even looked at Joon-young.

“Shall we start class tomorrow? What kind of textbooks do you prepare?”

They looked like they wanted to start class right away.

However.

Hearing those words, Joon-young just smiled and shook his head.

In an instant, Lim Dong-hoon's face hardened.

“Are you sure you won’t attend my class?”

He looked at Joon-young with eyes as if he were looking at a traitor.

Then he gave Junyoung a ridiculous expression on his face.

“I don’t need classes, so what textbook should I buy?”

"Yes? What does that mean?”

“What are you talking about? You're saying you're going to college this year."

Lim Dong-hoon, hearing Jun-young's words, opened his mouth with a worried expression.

“But, because of my father’s personality… he wouldn’t ask for a last name according to some prestigious school… but would he accept me… of course he wouldn’t? I didn't even try..."

“I will have no choice but to accept it.”

“...? Would you like to donate a building?”

“Who is receiving contribution admissions these days? I'll put it on time and proudly. prestigious university.”

“Sam, are you kidding me? That’s the grade of 7777 for the SAT.”

He had a slightly dissatisfied expression on his face.

Jun-young, who saw Lim Dong-hoon's face, said with a kick.

“Everything has a way.”

Jun-young turned his steering wheel and spoke.

“I will write the application as soon as I get home. Tomorrow is the deadline for application submission.”

Seeing Jun-young's determined expression on Lim Dong-hoon's face, a little bit of anticipation rose.

He said that although he was determined to study hard for a year, he still had a way to go to college and didn't want to give up on it.

“Where are you going to use it?”

Lim Dong-hoon asked in a cautious tone.

Then Junyoung parked the car and opened his mouth.

“Gyeonghui University Department of Korean Language and Literature.”

In an instant, Dong-Hoon Lim opened his eyes and looked at Joon-Young.

‘Kyunghwi University.’

Among the universities in Seoul, it is rated as a fairly good university.

It wasn't like Seoyul University or Hanryong University, but it was still a school where students heard that they were studying quite a bit in high school.

"Yes? Sam! What nonsense are you talking about! How can I get there with my grades!”

Lim Dong-hoon jumped and said as if it was nonsense.

But.

“Don’t worry about getting stuck and study hard starting today. Don’t be so irritable that you can’t keep up with your classmates by going back later.”

After parking, Jun-young got out of the car with an expression that didn't care whether Dong-hoon Lim jumped or not.

"OMG···."

Im Dong-hoon, who was left alone, looked at Jun-young's back with a blank expression.

'How do you really put it? Maybe the college president’s son?’

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