Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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In a dark gym, a student's voice is heard modulated against the ominous sound of the beast in contact with the shield.

Although his face was mosaic covered, anyone who had recently seen the news could immediately see who the student was.

He was a junior high school student who was once a star as a "little hero."

The little hero aims an item card at a student who is injured and unable to move.

If there's a live bait, it's different. Even the Jin family would be satisfied if three of their speed died. Bait.

Do you intend to use ■ ■ as bait?! ■ ■ ■ I said I'd save you! You ungrateful bastard!

Grace? I don't know. Did you play in middle school? You came all the way here with the other guy's grades.

A small hero uses item cards to bind other students.

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The board of directors of the Yellowknife Foundation, which had been subjected to public opinion attacks, decided to release the video.

The position of the Imperial Foundation Board was as follows:

"After late confirmation of the student's misconduct, the Board decided to refuse treatment and other support, and decided to release the video in order to solve the public misunderstanding."

I checked it out late.

'As you know, I think it's Carl who changed his position on the subject he was about to move on.'

The Yellow Myeong Foundation provided pre-processed footage to the media.

The image of the person's eyes was mosaic treated, and the part screaming for blindness was erased.

Another controversy was whether Yellow Flag wanted to stop it or whether Yellow Flag gave it consideration.

The scene I was handwriting to Mingi was cut off.

Videos provided by the Yellowknife Foundation are being released.

Public opinion was overturned on a temporary basis.

The press releases the news anchor's comments and subtitles on the air.

Afterwards, the video was uploaded to a web video channel owned by the media, and the video was viewed in an instant of one million.

Little hero Sonmingi became a 'hand bait'.

There were a lot of comments that condemned the hand bait.

[Hero? blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah]

[Mingi Hand Bait]

[You tried to bait a child who was injured trying to save his life?? Earn 1 defeat of the Demons today. Earn 1 Devil. Be nervous, Satan's Blessed Player!

[Totally chewy; chewy; chewy; puppy not even under energies]

[Yellow Myeong Foundation, please don't pay for the baby's hospital. Please, you can use the expensive lawyer money.

[Recognize Hogu if you pay here]

The Sonmingi side responded immediately.

It didn't appear on airwaves or major newspapers, but an article was beginning to appear advocating for Gangan's grandchildren.

[Tears of a little hero, "I was scared, I'm sorry to my friends."]

[Imperial Foundation's Hollow Security, Push the Young Elite to the Ground]

[Video Disclosure, "Little Hero," I disagreed. [Notice of accusation for defamation]

The public has already turned their backs for a long time.

I almost killed a man to live.

This fact may have been easy to fraud sympathetic votes.

Because of that, all the blades could have been pointed at the Yellowknife Foundation.

However, the public dared not forgive their deception and heroic behavior.

[Disgusting and audacious]

[Interpretation: Give me the money]

[Obligation to protect schools?? Defamation?? blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

[The journalist who wrote the news from the Gossadrip interview. Journalist, how much did you get this time?]

[Watch the article. It's not "indictment," it's "accusation," it's not "accusation." There's something creepy about each ash.]

And the next day.

In one web community, exposés about handicrafts were posted.

It was said that the school 'pushed out' the grades in order to send Mingi to the silver advertisement.

The person who wrote the exposé said that he had two or three subjects that were better than Mingi, but he checked each subject's position, so he changed his position with Mingi.

Some suspected manipulation.

However, as soon as the person who wrote the exposé became suspicious of manipulation, he released a screenshot of the messenger with his student ID and a confession of guilt.

Son Mingi threatened to make him go to high school if he reveals this fact because he was overconfident.

'When the Mingi fell,' said the Mingi, 'the graders were trampled.' I expected them to provide support fire. '

I didn't think it was this bad.

[I wrote to the same school student who ate the penalty for bait. Three line summary. 1. Hand Bait + School Hand Bait Grade 2. Bait, Confession, Threat 3. Hand bait is a son of a bitch]

[Isn't that a crime? Murder, assault, sexual assault, intimidation! I want you to go to jail!]

[I'm 16 years old for doing that. How many people would have been sacrificed if they had grown up as an elite in the best prestigious book in Korea without being seen. Horrible.]

By this time, the news advocating for Sonmingi was no longer up.

And it wasn't just Sonmingi that the public cursed.

If I show my face in the media and do my part in the deception of Songminy, I also get a fire from Songminy's parents.

[If you have any questions about the face of the bait parents in that town, you can review the news ^ ^]

[Spend a month working for the bait company of Abine]

[Link your bait company's site address ~ ~ ~ ~ sue or not ~ ~ ~ Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!]

[I can't think of anything from an employee's point of view, even if I go back here almost part-time anyway. I can't undo the details, but the hand bait, the kidney, the kidneys are planted, the beans are planted, and the kidneys are planted, and the crab is real.]

Son Mingi's parents were in the business of selling consumables used by players to player associations and professional player teams.

When the company's name was changed, a protest was poured on the homepage of the Players' Association and pro teams to stop trading with Songmingi's parents' company.

And the fundraiser that was running to sponsor the grandson Mingi had to evaporate and become a Yammu with a gun that started the fundraiser by one Sain.

The anger of those who participated in the fundraising was also directed towards the work of the Mingi family.

[Spit out the patronage, you chewy family swindlers.]

[I was caught by the bait and commented on it. I think I'll be embarrassed.]

[ Search. With me.

[Black Rain Suicide Statement Sponsored by Hand Bait. Aren't you cold in December? Get it first and let me know.]

[ Don't you know there's a team of players living in the Han River? Hangang Suicide Difficulty Helm.]

[We have set up a Café for the Refund of Sponsorship of Fraudsters. We're discussing the aftermath. Please join the cafe.]

The footage will be announced until we get here, about a week.

Sonmingi was completely entrenched in money.

Combining the cost of settlements, hospital fees, and counselling with the cost of media executive hospitality was billions.

It was also unclear whether the contract would be renewed annually due to the breakdown of the business.

Of course, I couldn't afford a limb regeneration procedure.

He also refused admission to Songminy in all high schools supported by Songminy, as well as silver advertisements.

Sonmingi became a moderately handicapped person with only debts left.

At the end of December, when Sonmingi completely collapsed.

The direction of attention changed a little by the time the subject of Mingi's hand sank.

[Chief Contributor Joe? Mr. Joo? Why didn't you say anything? Kingly Godshim for intimidation.]

[Threatened by hand bait I spring]

[Strange if you think about it now. The other kids are fine, but I don't know why they got so hurt by themselves. Why PlaySATK is treated as an air contributor of choice.]

[But why did you end up getting hurt? Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.]

[Top Contributor Half of us! I'm in the eighth grade, and I'm not going to school because it's been so hard;]

[Aren't you just trying to protect your loyalty? When I hit my body at the beginning of the feeding video, I was distracted by my hand bait.]

Our work resulted in the attack on Mingi, but we were unable to play the media that said we had a smooth settlement.

Speaking of settlements, we had to ask for a penalty equal to three times the settlement amount.

While the situation was going on, I closed the hologram with a satisfied face while monitoring the main articles and comments.

As planned.

No, it's more than a plan.

* * *

"Nowadays, it's hard to read news and comments. Everything I've read is scratching. I try to reread it every time I have a hard time."

Yooseong-hee smiled softly and showed us the holographic screen when we came to Yooseong-hoon's room.

"I get calls every day. At first it was pleasant, but now it's annoying. I want to apologize, and I want to put the picture of getting along on SNS. · ·? It's the limb that's been cut off, so why is the brain cut off?"

In the sun, Yooseong-hee, sweeping her long hair, invited her to be a priest of the healing goddess.

What I'm saying is blasphemous.

Jang Nam Wook inhaled the apple juice from Yooseong Hee without much reaction.

I guess I'm used to Yooseong-hee now.

"I didn't give you your contact information. Don't worry, I'm playing with it pretending to hesitate."

Yooseong-hee came to me with a fresh smile, laying down all the juice glasses and refreshments.

"Thank you, my Lord. It's all your fault. I'm sorry I didn't believe you from the start. I will repay this debt."

"No, actually, I didn't do anything."

"Humble. You don't have to make specifications. I'm a senior now. Call me Sang-hee-na."

He smiled brightly at me.

The statue that I saw next to me looked like a beast.

"Oh, Sang-hee's sister."

Bang!

Yooseong-hee's hand fell on Yooseong-hoon's back.

Yooseong-hoon didn't react that he was sick, but his face turned bluish.

The capital of Yooseong Hee was skill level 3.

Wouldn't the injuries you sustained last time be disgusting.

"Then play well. Tell me what you need."

When Yooseong-hee left, I lay down in a comfortable position on the floor of the room.

I lay down roughly and the basketball in Yooseong-hoon's room touched my back.

I said, pushing a basketball that rolls around with my fingertips.

"But why are you here today? A holiday anniversary?"

I sent and received messages in a group message room, but it was the first time I had gathered offline since signing the agreement.

I missed school, but the two of them were leaving school faithfully, so I didn't even have time to meet them.

"To congratulate you. Anonymous supernova."

Where do you not know that?

"I saw it on the official homepage of the player association. You have been enrolled as a wanted Enemies Subjugation Player."

Yang Yoohyun, who looked at my face and read in my heart, added:

During the defeat of Mingi, I entered the player association.

An unprecedented number of 16-year-olds who are not enrolled in PlaySATK have had problems with record management.

I didn't want to leave my real name, so I decided to get a player tinnitus that the player SATK would arbitrarily choose based on the performance.

The result was an anonymous supernova.

Hongyubin said,

'Because a young junior high school student is still active in an unregistered general population who can't even go crazy. It suits me.'

I didn't like Hong Gyu Bin who got hit, but the tinnitus wasn't bad in itself.

It is currently an anonymous ad-hoc player supernova, but will automatically become a full player at the age of 17 in a few days.

"Yes, thank you. You and Jang Nam Wook are full players in a few days. Do you really need to celebrate this?"

"I took a vacation, so I'm a gynecologist."

"Did you call to celebrate?"

"Let's play a game."

"Hey."

Me and Yooseong-hoon were followed by petty chatter.

While pulling out the controller to play the Feud game, Zhang Nam Wook suddenly throws a bomb.

"I decided not to go on a silver commercial. I'm going to the Player Military Academy and I'm going to be a soldier."

"What?"

"What!"

I also opened my mouth to unexpected developments.

Zhang Nam Wook's eyes glowed behind his glasses.

"Silver ads are grades from the beginning, so I wrote them. I didn't want to go to the silver advertisement from the beginning."

You've been to Korea's top prestigious academy?

Two million high school students in South Korea will be targeted for assassination, or a bounty on their necks.

However, Jang Nam Wook's voice was serious and sounded penetrating somewhere.

"I don't have the courage to fly like you, and I can't operate like a righteous man. All I had to do was scream," Get away. ""

"The world is full of bastards who can't even do it."

"That's the same thing with grandchildren. I didn't have the same attitude, and Sanghun didn't believe in it like you did."

"Jang Nam Wook · · ·."

Yooseong Hun noticed that he wanted to dry Jang Nam Wook.

However, Jang Nam Wook shook his head and said decisively.

"I just applied for a silver ad because I was my grader, and I was talented. Though I wrote that it's about joining a team of pro players in the future, I don't actually have any future hopes or goals."

"Where's the middle school with the right hope for the future? If anyone asks me, I say roughly president."

"But you want to be a player in silver advertising, don't you? I'm not one of them."

Yooseong-hoon kept his mouth shut as if he didn't think of anything to say anymore.

"The silver commercials tradition that values freedom doesn't suit me. If you go to the silver commercials like this, all you have to do is grab your ankles."

Jang Nam Wook was an incredibly honest man.

Jang Nam Wook's words continued.

"But I want to be someone who can help and protect others. If you want to learn that, you better go to the Military Academy and become a soldier."

I would have thought about it every day since the incident.

What am I supposed to tell you here?

A piece of advice that saved your military life?

Comparison or analysis of the pros and cons of silver ads and military schools?

If Zhang Nam Wook had any hesitation left in his eyes, he would have said anything.

"Yeah, I got it."

It wasn't the information that Jang Nam Wook needed right now.

"Feel free to contact me if anything happens. Even if you can't do anything, I'll listen to you."

Jang Nam Wook didn't say this to us because he wanted us to dry him up and tell him what he didn't know.

I just wanted my friend to listen to me.

"You look like a man."

"Ajaji?"

My overly serious attitude immediately reached two junior high school students.

Soon, I and Yoohyun's headless chatter followed.

Jang Nam Wook also snorted in a chatty conversation with his uncomfortable face.

Winter sun is short.

After a little early dinner at Yooseong-hoon's house, we decided to dissolve before sunset.

Yu Sang-hoon's family said they could go to bed.

However, Jang Nam Wook's parents came out to Yooseong-hoon's house in person, and I said no.

There are three modes of public transport to get home:

Subway, ground bus, unmanned bus.

Unattended bus fares were also expensive and I decided to go to the ground bus because there were no Airbus stops in the Dalhousie I live in.

It was time to wait for Yoohyun and the bus from the bus stop.

"I don't think Jang Nam Wook noticed, but there's something I liked about it."

"What's wrong?"

There was no one on the street.

I could only hear the car passing by on the side of the road.

"At that time, it's strange that you threw an item at Mingi. If you want to increase the status quo, you better throw it into the shield."

I've never seen Yooseong-hoon's horse tail this long.

He was beaten in the back and didn't say this long before he died.

I've been questioning you for a long time.

"You've been thinking about this ever since?"

I did not answer

From the moment my destiny was triggered, I envisioned the worst scenario and thought of the next number.

'Any gamer who played this game to the final stage would have assumed that.'

I even left a few ways out.

Stop using Yoohyun as bait.

I didn't or didn't intercept the ball with media play.

If you truly apologized to Yoo Sang-hoon once.

I'm sure he didn't come all this way.

But Sonmingi had the worst number.

"Bounty money came out. I'll buy you some food next time."

Yoohyun stared at me openly.

Yooseong-hoon gave up listening to the answer.

"I got the settlement. I'll live. Let's call Jan Nam Wook."

By the way, the settlement was much bigger than the bounty.

I feel defeated.

Even though the amount we raised in the settlement on the condition that we decided to keep our mouths shut was shared between me and Jang Nam Wook.

We started projecting holograms and searching for things to determine where we were going.

Two AI recommendations from search engines.

Airhotel snow and air winter specialty buffet overlooking the Han River.

Restricted dinner course to celebrate the anniversary of the famous French patichet player.

They both looked fine.

I was seriously considering whether to cook a hotel buffet course.

"Thank you, Lord Jo."

Yoo Sang-hoon said thank you.

I pretended I didn't hear from him.

And a few days later, January 1st.

I became a full player when I was 17 years old.

The moment the beginning of the analog clock passes zero.

I heard a system alarm.