Chemistry

Chi Yin.

Jungwoo, who was removing the rust marks on the gate by sprinkling a bunch of ‘WD-40’, shook his head thinking about the morning.

‘I thought you'd like it, but you're just worried. ’

I briefly explained my background to joining KG chemistry and I was told to watch out for fraud.

A week ago, I was worried about my job. Suddenly, she seemed unacceptable to wear a suit and go out to a chemical company.

‘It's weird to explain how lucky you are. ’

That's why I couldn't add that the salary could be closer to 10 million won. Even if you're a stranger and you can get over it, your mother who knows you inside will start to doubt you.

It's just that the chemistry is increasing with the meds, but that doesn't change people. It's okay to show off your knowledge, but clinical trials don't speak.

‘Neither did Chan. I have no one to talk to. ’

Jungwoo sighed.

Like the applause, the correct explanation focused on the oil painting of the gate, which organized that the contract should be postponed after the end of the contract period.

After a while.

Jungwoo, who said he opened and closed the gate, stopped working on the rust removal because he thought it wouldn't be enough to blame the local elders for the noise.

Where's the paint? ’

I found the green paint I had bought a long time ago on a corner shelf in my yard. Eugene Chemical's total care system would be nice, but putting that expensive thing on the gate was literally a pearl necklace on the pig's neck.

“Dinner! Come out and paint! ”

I shouted for my brother in the living room.

The phone in my pocket rang as I wiped off the oil from the 'WD-40’ with a cloth and prepared the paint roller. It was Song Bo-young, so Jeong said, "Why this time? I got a phone call with the idea.

“Hello."

- Jungwoo?

“Huh?"

I heard a voice of confusion over the phone, because Jungwoo's answer was strange.

- Oh, aren't you Mr. Lim Woo?

“I'm only one person. Who are you?”

- Song Bo-young, huh? Did you not save my number? Wow, that's too much. I'm doing chemistry.

“Why do you think logic is so weak? ”

I was just surprised that they didn't call it a parachute.

- Wait, I'm in a cab. This is the range where you can see the so-called super, which way is Jungwoo's house?

“Oh, it's called your superface, straight down the hillside to the left. ”

Jungwoo stopped.

“I beg your pardon?”

- Delivery.

I suddenly remembered the text I received when I was asleep.

About 30 seconds later, a taxi stopped in front of the house. Jungwoo grabbed an aluminum barrel from the back seat and went down to check Song Bo-young's face.

“Will you take this? It's pretty heavy. ”

Jungwoo ran close and received a barrel full of coatings.

“You don't have to bring it like this. ”

“Help each other and help each other. I go to the same lab. ”

Song Bo-young's face without makeup smiled. She was wearing jeans to a comfy padding, not a suit, just like when she was going to work, looking like a college freshman.

I felt a green charm and shaken my head in Jungwoo.

‘You look like you have a plan, but I can't feel it. ’

Jungwoo placed the coating next to the gate and looked at her again, not losing her bio-weagle smile.

“What do you want with all this pressure? ”

“Burden? No. Oh my! Is this Mr. Lim Woo's house? ”

Song Bo-young looks over the fence with her toes raised. He was so small that he could only look over Jungwoo's shoulder. However, Jungwoo stood in front of her pretending to look hard.

“Don't talk back. Tell me what you want. ”

Immediately after asking the key, Song Bo-young glanced at me for difficulty.

“No · · · Well. I don't really have anything to say. I suddenly remembered that her gate is rotting. Just a concierge. ”

“There you go. I knew you were such a good man. ”

“Right? Dr. Chen recognized my Jinga a long time ago · ·”

“I appreciate that, sir. I'll see you at work tomorrow. ”

Jungwoo, who took the horse like it was running water and cut it cold. As he swung his back, Song Young-young's cheeks swelled as much as he could.

“Shame. How could a person be so cruel? No, I don't. I thought I could buy you a cup of coffee and talk to you. Someone's been thinking about not sleeping since morning. ”

I laughed and laughed at the sound of Song Bo-young grumbling. What she wants to talk about is, of course, something chemical.

‘Talking to each other · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ’

Jungwoo turned his back and asked.

“Weren't you supposed to buy me coffee? Instead of rice.”

“Yes?”

“Well, I'll buy you a cup of coffee since you're a local hand. ”

Song Bo-young's expression brightened.

“But what do you want to talk about on the holidays? When it comes to the current situation, Dr. Shen, I refuse. ”

“I don't ask people who don't want to hear it anymore. because of an article that I'm reading more than that. I think I know Jungwoo well. ”

“If that's the case. Wait a minute, this 'll be over in a minute. ”

Ducky.

Meanwhile, the gate was opened and a churning dinner came out yawning.

“Where is the paintbrush? · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The dinner that found Song Bo-young standing in front of the house did not hide her surprised gaze.

“You hold the roller, not the brush. ”

“Huh? Huh. ”

Jungwoo looked at himself and laughed at his speechless sister's reaction, constantly looking at her.

Objectively, Song Bo-young's appearance was remarkable. Cute neck gear, those eyeless things. It was a natural reaction to keep an eye on her.

Song Bo-young bites next to Jungwoo.

“Who is that? ”

“He's my brother. He may look like a bandit, but he's in high school. ”

“Wow."

Song Bo-young opened her mouth as she watched the dinner.

“Are you admiring how old he looks, now? ”

“I envy mature-looking people for some reason. ”

Jungwoo glanced at the beauty for a few years, not being able to escape from the cave in his early twenties, and then told the supper that it was still blank.

“Chan, say hello. Mr. Company.”

“The company? Your brother Alba? ”

“I told you exactly what I said this morning. It's none of your business.”

Song Bo-young, who was friendly, said to the dinner, "Hello.” I waved my hands. "Oh, hello.” As I was greeting, I just remembered my brother's words and swung my head.

“Wait, you're a senior? ”

“Amazing. She's about my age. She's like a sister to you. We don't have time. Let's paint. ”

The paint was finished in five minutes because it was a small gate.

Song Bo-young, who was sitting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Jungwoo, was silently watching the two brothers repairing the gate.

Jungwoo immediately removed the coating.

“Bro, what is this? ”

“Semi-crystal coating. Studying by the man sitting over there. ”

The dinner turns to this sound.

Song Bo-young painted a V. Song Bo-young smiled and turned her eyes to her cell phone as she avoided the stare.

“What is this? ”

“Explain? It can be a little overwhelming for you to understand the concept of a sub-decision. ”

“I'm studying. ”

Jungwoo opened his mouth with a nod, "Yes, yes."

“Some solids have a regular array of atoms. It's called crystalline. On the other hand, it's called amorphous because atoms are intertwined like glass or plastic. Sub-crystal has a special effect on both sides somewhere in the meantime. ”

Jungwoo following the description without blockage. While painting the coating from the inside of the gate, he chatted without rest for one minute.

“Brother.”

“Huh?"

“Are you my brother? ”

The dinner watched Jungwoo talking about the principle of things I had never seen in my life with a confused look on his face. Then I realized something and was surprised.

“I've been thinking. These past few days, you've been acting like you're possessed. ”

“Intrigued by chemistry. ”

Jungwoo shrugs. When I saw it, I was shocked.

“Type · · · · · · · · · · · ·. Multi-phase?”

“What's he talking about? It's time to be impressed. ”

“How much did you pay for this? That's the sister out there, isn't it? Visitor salesman.”

I grabbed the paintbrush I was holding in my hand, following a ridiculous misunderstanding.

“What are you talking about? ”

“That's right! Suddenly, I'm wearing a suit. I'm always late. I don't know what's going on. ”

“I said KG chemistry, didn't I? You're organizing a multi-level pyramid because the big corporation is crazy? ”

“Well, don't. Pyramids. You got all the mortgages from mom's store. If you don't solve it and you get into an accident. ”

“Shut your stupid mouth! ”

The dinner quickly dodges Jungwoo's fist and moves inward.

The coup. The iron bar.

Song Bo-young, who was looking at her cell phone for a while, suddenly started fighting with the two of you running around the yard, 'Huh?’ I turned my head.

Big street cafes.

Jungwoo, sitting at the window seat with Song Bo-young, asked Jungwoo what was so funny to her earlier.

“What would you like to drink? ”

“Pyramid · · · Jungwoo's brother is really funny. ”

“I knew it was funny enough, so stop laughing. ”

“How can you misunderstand that? ”

“I think it's a very bitter coffee with a shot triple. ”

Song Bo-young shouted as Jungwoo got up and walked to the counter.

“Sweet mocharate, please! ”

After a while, Jungwoo sat down with a tray containing the beverage he ordered.

“Thank you, Jungwoo. ”

“It's the price of the coating.”

“We don't even pay for deliveries. Taking a taxi because I don't know the geography. ”

“Let's get a drink and get out of here. ”

“No, no. I love the vibe of this cafe!”

Song Bo-young smiles brightly, holding a mug in her hand.

“I laughed a long time ago. ”

“She pretends to be smart, but she doesn't know much about water. ”

“That's cute. So, let's cut to the chase. ”

Song Bo-young, who took out a bunch of A4 on the table, asked Jungwoo.

“What paper do you need my opinion on? ”

“This is Dr. Shen's paper, as I mentioned before. Take a look."

Jungwoo held the paper in his hand.

Next generation biocode? ’

Over a few chapters, we were able to confirm that this is a new theory of perspective on DNA analysis methods. It was written by the kingdom of heaven, but I didn't think of anything detailed. It's just an analogy to the process.

I did not intuitively understand the content, so I had to look into it for a long time.

‘Wait. There was another time when information didn't come to my mind like this. ’

The Universal Parameters Project. The note that was embedded in the file.

Jungwoo read this paper even more interested to suggest the basic theories needed to make "AF-12."

The expectations were correct.

There were references to DNA knowledge similar to ‘AF-12’ in the paper.

‘But this is not enough. ’

The substance in the pill.

It was initially thought that it was simply a protein polymer that passed chemical information on to others. But over the course of this week, there was something more.

The power to detect and analyze the world on a molecular basis.

The force that draws or exports free electrons in your hand.

Forces that affect a particular molecule to modify.

These have evoked a phenomenon that is uniquely magical.

After researching this paper that the heavenly kingdom of Germany proposed when Jungwoo was young, I thought that I might be able to understand the identity of 'AF-12’ more clearly.

While Jungwoo was pondering through the paper, Song Bo-young, who was squinting at the mocharate, periodically blinked her eyes.

About 20 minutes later, Jungwoo asked, keeping his eyes fixed on the paper.

“What are you staring at? What's on my face? ”

“No, I thought you were looking at the paper. ”

“I just saw the whole thing. Then I was wondering why you were staring at me. ”

“I was just looking at it. I think it looks like you're focusing on him. ”

“Aha.”

Song Bo-young avoided her gaze with a mug in her hand because she felt ashamed of being caught before stealing.

Jungwoo put the paper back on the table and asked.

“Just out of curiosity, did you like Dr. Shen? ”

“I loved it. Out of respect. ”

Song Bo-young took a sip of mocharate, and Jungwoo's gaze stayed on her fingertips. There seems to be a magnified area with traces of detergent.

“Did you get the laundry done today? ”

“It's very clean. ”

Song Bo-young, who caught it briefly, looked at it for real this time.

“Let me give you some serious advice about being in a bad place to do laundry. Just leave it at the dry cleaners. ”

“You punched him, what did you see? ”

“Does it matter? So, what's the question in this paper? I'll tell you as much as I can. ”

“Wait.”

Song Bo-young began to look around Jungwoo's face as if she was going to find something.

“I see it, I see it. ”

“You see it?"

“I can't see! ”

Chet, Bo-young, who sighed, asked me right away.

“Metagenomics. I know the technique of cutting and inserting DNA into bacteria, but there's no mention of extensive shotgun sequencing. I think this is an important part of the biocoding process. ”

“Oh, that. Finding samples of certain coastal areas with low biodiversity. ”

When Jungwoo and Song Bo-young started talking in alien terminology, the guest who was sitting on the other side saw the two people with the eyes of "huff."

Noon Sunday at leisure.

Jungwoo and Song Bo-young shared their passionate opinions about the paper for more than 3 hours in a place filled with lovers who enjoy café dates in private. On the table, a new cup of coffee was piled up.

“Have you seen this paper before? ”

“No.”

“I knew it.”

“You helped, right? ”

“Never mind. And I could feel the walls. ”

“Wall?”

Song Bo-young pointed to the wall, Jungwoo.

“Can I be honest? because I've been told I'm a good student in Germany, and I'm a good student here. But how can Mr. Lim Woo, who looks like he fell from the sky, admire this material at his age? ”

“Whom are you praising? · · · · · · · · ·. We've been here too long. ”

“Get up.”

After placing the coffee cup that had been piled up on the drinking water table, all Jungwoo called Song Bo-young.

“Sunbae.”

Song Bo-young, who was walking outside, looked back at him with anticipation that he would want to talk more.

“The papers that Dr. Chun published in Germany. Where do you see it? ”

“Why is that? ”

“I just wanted to read it. ”

Song Bo-young suddenly replied with a vivid look.

“It's hard to see in Korea. If you know as many people at the Heidelberg Biochemistry Center as I do, it will be very simple. ”

“If so · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Jungwoo saw Song Bo-young.

“May I borrow your paper? ”

“What's in it for me? ”

“Oh, that's right. I don't need it right now, so don't worry. ”

Song Bo-young urgently said to Jungwoo who accepted immediately.

“I used my toebox. I'll show you often like this. ”

“Really · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Next Sunday? ”

“Who are these for? ”

Song Bo-young left the cafe pretending not to hear it. Jung, who was watching her, scratched her chin.

‘I didn't know time was running out. ’

I felt completely different from when I was with Soon-chan all day yesterday. Conversation that wasn't worse than I thought. I think this is the power of my work colleagues.

‘Oh, you're going to work tomorrow, by the way. ’

After the planned evaluation, the training period ends and the horns scatter.

‘Where will I go? ’

And I don't know what's gonna happen this week.

Planning evaluations that came in handy would do the best they could, but they had no idea which department they would be in. Dr. Moondo said that part was the power of the warden, so we can't be sure.

Jungwoo straightens his base and opens the door of the cafe.

“Sunbae, shoot your lunch and go. ”

“You said you had enough coffee? ”

“Don't dislike it. ”

“What's good about this neighborhood? ”