Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

A day into the future until the day of the teacher.

Each class, club, and gathering was busy preparing an event for the teacher.

Of course, there was a bad priesthood, and even the carnation in front of the courtesy school ended up on the line, "Let's buy."

However, most of the students carefully selected the carnation and prepared for the event.

'I think our class is just going to have a quick refreshment.'

There will be no different events if you go like this, but half our children will run on their own feet for a few days and have a choice of carnations and refreshments.

If you're stuck, you'll know the hard work.

"I think the zero-half kids are doing something else."

"Last year, Moai had a hard time."

"What is it, Horror House? A house of ghosts? I want you to rebuild it and get paid to enter. Curious."

Most of the students' conversation topics on the back road are on Teacher's Day tomorrow.

Among other things, it was a zero-and-a-half walk.

"I was on a second-grade, 0-and-a-half-week transfer."

"What the hell are they trying to do?"

"Newspaper first grade literature caught up in sneaking up. They were lured and locked up in their captain's air hotel suite until the end of the attack."

"What is it, I want to be locked up there too."

There seems to be a continuing record of a second-grade 0th grade legend and a failure to cover literature.

Ding-dong ―

Before arriving in the first grade 0th grade classroom, a device message incoming notification sounded.

"Send the student council papers from the morning? '

The student council papers arrived.

I saw a holographic window open everywhere to see if it wasn't just for me.

[Guideline for Safe Teacher's Day Event]

Roughly as follows:

An introduction to the events of the 0th century.

Relevant doctrines and penalties.

It is an essay that says, "Please don't do that."

'It's practically a zero and a half shooter's door!'

That's the second and third grade.

He's in the second grade 0th grade. He's in bad shape, so the student council has to be careful.

The third grade 0th grader has been calm recently, but considering what he left behind in the first and second grades, he was never a carefree opponent.

Now that third-grade student council officers have watched the mess, they have also been nervous.

"Hey, what's that?"

"Huff."

Fieueueueueueung

The sound of firecrackers firing.

Students in school looked up.

"I think it's made of merit."

"It's still 14 days, so start the event already!"

"Looks like a flying tail cloud."

Students' attention was directed to the sky in the guidelines sent by the student council.

'· · · The student council paper seems a little late. Even if the paper came earlier, nothing would have changed.'

A gigantic writing that begins to be engraved in pink on the sky.

I chose a pink color that is related to the color of the sky to make it stand out.

[Challenge]

"Crazy, what a challenge."

"Just those three letters makes me feel zero and a half."

"What a challenge."

The writing continued.

[Grade 0 and a half Ildong proposed a Teacher's Day Revenge match to Mr. Yeongyeon. The losing side surrenders in front of the Clock Tower at the front door. Cole?]

What kind of bullshit is that?

'Last year, the third grade 0 class was devastated by the creation of a house of ghosts, waiting for revenge for a year! "

The third grade 0th grade spent a lot of time exploring the energy of the universe to gain momentum.

This insane public challenge, as well as the third grade 0th class, seemed very tasty.

Fieueueueueueung

"Hey, it's not over yet!"

"What. What are you trying to say over there?"

The writing that came to mind this time was not pink but black.

[Cole!]

"· · · I think it was sent by Mr. Lee Yeon-hwa."

"Is it real or is it impersonation?"

"You did it yourself. I'm taking an authentication shot with SNS right now."

Is that a reply from a third-grade class 0 and a third-grade teacher?

'The same goes for the tasty wall!'

On Teacher's Day, the match between Lee Yeongyeon vs. Grade 3 was confirmed.

According to the director of the third grade 0th class through the comprehensive bulletin board, the method, place, and time of the contest will not be disclosed to exclude external intervention.

'Let's wait for the review.'

I scraped some of the articles on the bulletin board and headed to my classroom.

First grade 0th grade classroom.

Today I went to school at the latest.

"Goodbye, righteous man!"

"Hello."

The children who were here before me have said hello.

I heard that I was shopping yesterday and everyone seemed fine.

"I kept going around the flower market at dawn, and there were lots of pretty flowers! It was really fun."

"I didn't know there were so many different types of carnations. The turquoise and coral pink carnations were the prettiest of the pastel tones."

"It's too bad you can't buy a different color because of a flower horse."

"Let's pay more attention to floral decoration instead. I'm still trying to figure out which one to pick between a bunch of flowers and a basket of flowers."

Having heard about Kim Yuri and Irena, it seems that the Carnation group has not made a decision yet, even though they travel to the flower market every day at dawn.

'Tomorrow is the Teacher's Day, so I will go to the flower market again after school.'

I couldn't sleep, but I didn't look tired.

Meanwhile, the blind money that accompanied the two men was watching the conversation with a soulless expression.

That's all the blindness in your eyes that doesn't seem very interested in flowers.

There's no way I can tell you how to get out and wait outside or buy a cup of coffee.

Kim Yuri and Irena followed him to go, and it was good to be blind.

"Are you okay?"

"· · · · ·"

I didn't seem physically troubled, but I was mentally exhausted.

"I'll give you a change. We'll set up a meal today, and we'll have a reservation at the homemade bakery by the front door tomorrow morning, and it's over."

The soul that had escaped from the blindness of money in the words of Cake came back for a moment.

Blind money, hesitant for a moment, shook his head.

"I'm good."

"Yes?"

The blinding money will still come from the flower market at dawn.

I said that I developed a catalogue that Han sent to the hologram.

It was a list of pieces of cake and waffles, doughnuts, burns, brownies and tarts that were still available for booking.

"Do you want something to eat?"

"Oh, can I pick?"

"I haven't picked one yet, so I'm fine."

Walnut chocolate brownie with dark chocolate.

Croquemonche with Vechamel sauce.

Blind money with happy thoughts between two menus.

In the end, Huangzhou's choice was also handed over to the blind money to buy both menus.

Even after school, I was busy preparing for the teacher's day.

The newspaper also told me to prepare an event for the torturer ZegalJagger.

"I'd like to give you a carnation. By the way, the second-grade 0th grade warriors each prepared flowers last year! Zegal had to carry dozens of carnations. I'm trying to get something else ready this year."

The head of the newspaper showed the draft magazine.

It summarized Zegaljagan's role as a player, as well as interviews with the media.

'I want this, too.'

Instead of the first grade, which had a lot of assignments, the second and third grade had already completed more than 90% of the groceries.

The new recruit completes a brief comment to Zegul Jagger and then finishes his absence.

My dorm room back from the evening training.

During training, there were tons of messages arriving at the device.

I sat on the couch and checked the oldest messages in order.

[Chess Contest Schedule Reminder]

The schedule for the chess tournament is next week.

'The schedule I don't want to do seems to be coming back soon.'

I would like to cancel now

When I was thinking about it, I saw a few names I knew.

'There are a lot of playable characters!'

I would have lost. I couldn't show you such a corrupt look in front of my playable characters.

The following week, participation in the chess competition was confirmed.

Next message.

[Juo Group, TC Group Joint Shipbuilding Party Invitation]

This message was an invitation from the player association.

It was a childhood bedtime baseball event that revealed a willingness to personally reward the players who played at the time.

'Is that what Jang Nam Wook said last time?'

I thought I told you to leave the weekend empty as the party was about to take place.

There were no events in the game, but there were similar events.

'It's a ship's party. I don't have a good feeling.'

This day must be left blank.

The next message came from a group chat room with Jang Nam Wook and Yoohyun.

[Jang Nam Wook] I can't prepare for Teacher's Day!

[Yooseong-hoon]?

[Jang Nam Wook] It sounds like Shifu is joking. Things are getting bigger.

[Yooseong-hoon]?

[Jang Nam Wook]

[Jang Nam Wook] 329

Suddenly, the writing on the screen was shattered.

It is strange to think that Zhang Nam Wook did not usually give a typewriter.

When Zhang Nam Wook stopped playing weird letters.

[I]?

[Yooseong-hoon] What is it?

[Jang Nam Wook] Nam Wook is now vacant. Heh.

The device is usually worn on the body, but where is it other than leaving the room?

'Last time I was caught in the madness of Zhang Nam Wook City, I took the device.'

Urban forests were subtle and captured whether they were aggressive or not.

It seems that Zhang Nam Wook's roommate Urban Hu did something using Guangwook again.

[Yooseong-hoon] That's the city.

[I] Where is Jang Nam Wook?

[Jang Nam Wook] Nam Wook is accused of leaking information, so he is in quarantine!

[Yooseong-hoon]

I don't know about the situation, but it looks like Urban Hu, the head of the Academy, is preparing for a Teacher's Day event.

Jang Nam Wook got caught up in it, and a strange charge was brought to Dum.

'I don't even know what the cadets will do.'

Jang Nam Wook seems to be struggling, but I'm glad the military school looks good among the priests.

The next message comes from Hong Gyu Bin.

[Hongyubin] Kyungshin, Jarod Lee concluded with no charges.

Suddenly I didn't think I'd hook up and come in with it.

[Hong Gyu Bin] To the extent that it is not problematic to disclose, the target sent by Jarod Lee, a Korean player who was different from Jarod Lee, but was a distant relative. The player is permanently removed, though.

The nationality of Jarod Lee is British citizenship.

The nationality of Jaird Lee's cousin on the fantasy list is Korean.

[Hong Gyu Bin] It took me a little while to find out that the source of the funds sent was the residence of the authoritarian.

[Hong Gyu Bin] It seems to have been done with the consent of the authority. I wanted to help Jarod Lee's relatives.

[Hong Gyu Bin] I reviewed the history of all messages from both people with the consent of Jarod Lee and the author, and there was no interaction other than sending money. I really only sent money. The lake of eternity has never benefited from a hallucination gate.

According to Hong Kyu-bin that day, the amount remitted over 10 years was more than 30 billion won over 10 years.

Moreover, the remittance target is Korean, and it is also a player.

As a matter of authority, I supported him without any exchange, without any price.

'I like a lot of things.'

This is even more true given the actions and remarks that the author came to Korea.

[I] Thank you for letting me know.

[Hong Gyu Bin] Yes, if anything happens in the future, contact me.

[I] Yes, I will.

[Hong Gyu Bin] Then I'll go back to work.

I guess I was still working.

Since the team members of the Lake of Eternity heard the message of the Butterfly Spirit told the association about the frozen relay, players of the Hongyubin class will be busy.

Last message.

The caller has' (unknown) '.

'Do you have any idea what this is?'

I was the one who waited a few days to send this message.

[(Unknown)]

[(Unknown)] Can I only go to school one day on Teacher's Day?

It was Mingreen who sent the message.

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