Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

Evening time after the Carnation delivery.

The evening menu was limited.

Stewed spicy ribs thinly sliced on top mushrooms, martial arts, pumpkin wars and verse plates.

The main dish was a hot tub ( decoction), meaning a bath that delights the mouth.

The youngest Eunjae Ho did not reach the fresh path, helping to make a fuss, and the first and the second gave out the bowl.

"Banking and spreading the top mushrooms!"

"Give me a lot of shrimp!"

"Yeah, eat a lot,"

"Thank you!"

The three of us who used to babble.

The Three Brothers of Nho are said to have made carnations as many Ho clans or descendants as they know them.

'You must have been exhausted.'

I was glad to see the dishes I often reach out to for the three who are tired, and then give them to me.

The Emperor, who was watching with his eyes, struck an accident.

"Eat."

Huangji gave me tons of abalone and sea cucumbers to my youngest Eunjae Ho.

'He doesn't like seafood very much.'

Eun Jae-ho looks down at the front plate with tears in her eyes like she can't eat it and doesn't have enough hands to eat it.

Dalgrak.

"Ah."

The Baek Ho soldiers who watched it swapped it with a plate of cow ribs.

"Tuesday, Emperor. Thank you, Baek Ho."

Eunjae Ho, who escaped the pressure of seafood, greeted him late.

Emperor Ho had a subtle expression, and Baek Ho troops continued to eat with a cool face.

I think the Baek Ho Army is number one over the Emperor Ho.

The way back to the dormitory.

Slowly, carefully and often in line with the pace of the walking snail, the Baek Ho Army also slowed down its steps.

It's a snail that used to run around between me and the Baek Ho Army, but I'm afraid I'll drop a paper flower tube today.

'When I ran out of flowers on the porch, I lost all my face.'

A snare that stops as if it had pressed a pause button.

The Baek Ho army remained firm until he put the paper flower tube on his head again.

I think my brother and sister took the picture as a video, so I should send it to you later.

After a long stroll with the snail and the white tiger, the dormitory.

Before entering the first grade dormitory building, the paper carnation was placed in the item window.

When I think I'll be able to sleep in a good mood and head to my room.

"· · · Uh, Deputy Director."

17th floor common area, central lounge.

It was quite late, and I was sitting on the couch in the restroom with the blinding money.

There are always about three or four people in the break room reading a book or turning on a hologram.

Right now, there's only blinding money.

'2nd and 3rd grades were just a few people left in the dormitory, but most of the 1st graders went home. I told you to go home today. · · · Today is my father's day, so my head will be complicated too.'

A lawsuit is still pending between the father who sold the blind money.

The story about my father since the birthday bun incident was never taken out.

I didn't say anything, but I don't think so.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm just waiting."

I turned my step into the room and sat on the couch opposite the blind money.

"You're not going home today."

"I surrendered before I came into the dormitory and I didn't have a home."

"What are you talking about?"

I answered the question of blind money too honestly.

I'm going to turn the horse around.

I regretted it, but I told him the truth, not just what I wanted to hide.

"It's been a while since my parents and brothers left. I left it outside the house and there was no one to take care of it, so I cleaned it up before I came to the dorm."

"Sorry."

I had a face that I didn't see if I thought the blind money had made a mistake.

"· · · When was it?"

A blind money that seems to have forced the horse to try its own heavy atmosphere somehow.

'It's been a while since I left.' I think it was a mistake.

It's old by my standards, but it's still in this world last fall.

"Last year."

Bang!

My answer was that the bald money hit the wall behind the couch.

I'm worried about the dormitory wall.

"Oh, shit, sorry."

"I'm sorry about what."

"Oh, I'm sorry, anyway!"

The atmosphere became heavy.

No one, no conversation.

I was wondering if I could get a drink from the vending machine.

The blinding money took out the horse first.

"Hey, the wall and lawyers told me never to contact you. I don't know what to do."

I had no idea who the target was.

Obviously his father sold the blinding money to the Fight Club.

I'm talking about that garbage that's being sued multiple times by hundreds of anonymous debtors right now.

He chose to escape from the Fight Club, but internally, he couldn't completely break his ties with his father.

'The blind money is only 17 years old. If you've been through this, it'll be hard to cut off your only father and kite in one piece.'

With his head on the wall, his gaze was toward the ceiling.

"Watching you pay for your crimes and get a chance to rehabilitate is also called a way of doing things. I don't know."

A garbage that has no achievement but to provide a reason for the birth of a blind money.

Of course I want to tell you not to contact me.

'But let's not tell that to the blind money who won't be contacted anyway.'

Even though he didn't know, he didn't even touch the device.

Even if he was troubled, he was not the one who would break the advice given to him by his superiors or counsel.

Taaaa ―

I heard the words go off again, and the air cleaner went back.

The silence was lengthened and I decided to take out anything to change the subject of the conversation.

"Have you eaten?"

"· · · No."

As usual, I expected a taste appreciation of blindness money.

I can't believe the gourmet and cannibalistic dinner was going through the menu before the dorm!

I was really thinking about it.

If you're hungry, you'll have more useless thoughts.

I'll feed you anything.

"Let's go to the convenience store."

No elevator going down to the first floor.

I thought I was going straight to the first floor, but I stopped in the middle.

"Uh, we're half the kids."

"Hey!"

There was an Irena and a Hani, as the blind man said.

These two don't have a home to go back to, so they're left in the dormitory.

"We're on our way to the convenience store. Where are you going?"

"I'm going for a walk. My head hurts while Lena keeps refreshing in the break room."

Irena must have been in hell of cancelling tickets.

Now that we're done talking to the Emperor, we need to get Irena out of hell.

"Let's go to the convenience store together. If you have 3 +1 deals, let's share them."

"Yes."

"Yes! I wish I was exercising ice cream."

He moved to a convenience store outside of the Silver Advertising School premises and said he would have a daily staff position.

When I heard that, Irena's face came back to life.

"Wow, come on! Really? I really want to!"

"Well done, Lena."

"Yes!"

I think you should ask the other children later, since there is not just one spot left for the daily staff.

Hanna is not going to be able to come to work part-time on the day of the internal performance of the author.

The four of us who bought a bunch of deluxe rice, bread, sweets and ice cream at the convenience store.

First class dormitory building, first floor lobby, male and female common room.

Until the end of May 8th, we spent some time eating snacks.

* * *

Time not yet past midnight.

Kim Sin-rok visited the Great Mansion of Yeongmyeong-ho.

"I'm sorry, it's too late to talk to the head of the department. Emperor, Baek Ho. Have you already returned to the army?"

Hwang Ho and Baek Ho sitting on the living room couch.

The clothing collars of the two mythical Ho clans were decorated with paper carnations.

"Yeah, we're done talking. Joseon also went back to the dorm."

The Emperor was making a playful little face.

'Do you intend to do something else?'

To Kim Sin-rok, who said he would not be able to come here in advance, the Emperor lays a grudge saying, 'You must stop by the mansion today.'

The Ho clans have become tougher since they were motivated by the Emperor recently.

Ho clans who are happy with the change of Empress and die because of the increased workload.

His progeny, Kim Sin-rok, also greatly reduced his sleep time.

"It's your share of the flower. Guys, you were asleep waiting. He told me he had to deliver it today."

The Emperor picked up a paper carnation on the table and handed it to him.

As he approached the couch, he saw three descendants of Eun-ho who had fallen asleep on the couch and on the rug.

Kim Sin-rok had no idea that he had a carnation to receive.

It was a shaky face while handing over the carnation from the Emperor's hand.

"· · · Thank you."

I cherished the paper carnation and put it in my arms.

"I have a carnation of paper made for the enemy. Maybe you should give it to him."

Kim Shin-rok has been a teacher for decades, changing her identity.

I knew very well what day it was and what the carnation meant.

Kim Shin-rok did not even give a single glance at the harmony that remained on the table.

"No. I think it would be better for the children to pass it on to the enemy."

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes, I think so."

Kim Shin-rok had an unnatural expression that seemed to be upside down.

"I'll be back when I'm done. We have some material to submit to Congress and Seoul City Council in the coming week. Hwang Ho, Baek Ho, let's go."

Kim Shin-rok greeted Hwang Ho with a respectful greeting and turned his back.

Kim Shin-rok is disappearing out of the mansion.

"I guess I didn't like it when I didn't ask."

Huangho looked back at Baek Ho.

"Neither the enemy nor Kim Sin-rok are stupid. Don't you think so, Baek Ho?"

As expected by the Emperor, Baek Ho did not answer anything.

* * *

On the weekend, I went to play with Yooseong Hun, Jang Nam Wook and the three of them.

"Hey, why do you look so tired?"

"I slept late last night with the dorm kids."

"Well, Goddess, how important it is to get a proper sleep in your teens. Growth is declining and academic skills are declining. Studies are also underway that sleep deprivation also affects bipolar development · · ·."

Even today, Jang Nam Wook's nagging was like nothing else.

The cinema that arrived with Zhang Nam Wook's nagging.

Just because there is a movie that Yooseong-hoon wants to see, his first schedule is to watch the movie.

A Hollywood blockbuster featuring a Korean star player as Cameo.

There were only a few scenes or lines appearing.

'It looks like Yoohyun was a fan of that player.'

At the end of the movie, I mentioned a few of those scenes at the Great Slaughterhouse I moved to.

The shooting foam was perfect when playing basketball with the protagonist.

The Korean star player likes to play basketball more than Yoohyun.

Then the subject changed.

"I heard that Shihu's brother and I are friends. Especially when Sang-hee said that Sang-nuna was a staunch and precious person of her brother."

"Oh, a friend of mine is a dick."

I'm talking about Dowon Woo.

Yooseong-hoon cut off Jang Nam Wook's words and expressed his strong feelings.

"Something bad happened, there's only a compliment."

"I just made a total lunatic into a lunatic."

After all, either one is crazy, so I guess so.

The face of Yoohyun, who said that, was heavily wrinkled.

Although there seems to be a story like that, Yooseong-hoon doesn't seem to be willing to tell it.

Jan Nam Wook also turned to whether he thought so.

"Oh, I heard from Sifu. I think we should leave it empty next weekend."

"Why."

"I was told that I was going to throw an award ceremony and a party at the level of the Zuo and TC groups for the Children's Day baseball court."

That's one thing.

If that happens, I'll be in touch with the school next week.

'The main character is more likely to participate. If there is a party, I definitely want to participate.'

After three three-and-a-half-year-olds and five cold meals, we played in the VR game room.

I don't think I've played much of the game besides Plemago.

I have the lowest odds of three.

The overwhelming odds were Yoohyun.

Until Jan Nam Wook's curfew came to a close, we broke up.

At the end of the weekend, again during the week.

The everlasting Lake Team Master Authority Day became the inner day of performance.

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