Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

After the first event, rest time.

A proactive band member composes and plays the song of wrestling live.

"Teacher Lee Yeon-hwa, here's a towel."

"Yeah, hold on."

Lee Yeong-soon, who was in the waiting room, was posting photos to SNS without changing his sweaty clothes.

After completing her posting, she received a sports wet towel and an ion drink and made a satisfactory expression.

I wonder what the hell he wrote. I checked the SNS of Jungyeon boots.

A few lines of comments were written underneath the selfie in the background of the Octagon stage.

[Playing well with my class today.]

I'm afraid the kids are crying so much that they'll lose muscle.

If you get weaker here, you won't be able to play with me.

I need you to roll up my semi-guys' supplementary classes and power them up!

# You can't even bulk up # This time it won't grow # Supplementary classes will be in India # [Bootcamp for summer vacation]

When they saw the third grade 0 and a half, their anger filled the bubble with water.

But isn't boot camp a recruit training camp?

Are you planning on raising a soldier for the summer vacation?

'Your hands are shaking.'

His hand trembled as he held the Beverage Master.

I didn't pay for it, but it was a little hard to defeat the fallen third grade zero-third graders who were led by the silver commercials for 10,000 years.

'It's weird to do that in the first place.'

I took off my glasses and started to wipe my eyeglasses with a sports towel while putting down a drink bottle.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course. Playing with my sweet pupil. That's enough!"

Cute?

It's an adjective that can be used by children other than the Emperor.

Third-grade warriors who bulked up and had a strong appearance were thrown at Lee Yeonghua and rolled around on a wrestling board and wobbled.

Those chickens weren't cute enough to be hairy.

Although he was releasing the Loser's Force at the end of the century, he was much better at smiling brightly at the cute disciple canal.

'Wait, who do they look like?'

Take off your glasses and show off your disciples.

She resembled the forecasting team leader of the satellite management team she had seen before in the Association.

Imperializing the perfect makeup and office look, even as a mall model.

Wear glasses that look like they're made of bulletproof glass and wear gym clothes.

Of course, I didn't recognize the look I usually make, but they resemble names as well as faces.

"Do you know the head of the Imperialization team at the Association?"

"Huh? Do you know Ji-hyung? Oh, I saw it in the baseball court case."

I guess Imjeonghua was my sister.

"Are you twins?"

"No, he's just a brother. You look a lot like him, don't you?"

"Yeah, I didn't know until I took off my glasses."

"Haha! Then my camouflage is working."

"Camouflage?"

Lee Yeonghwa wore glasses that didn't work.

"I used to dress like you. Then Jericho mistakes me for a weak and good sister, and there are a lot of nasty things to complain about. Decorate and make other impressions on purpose."

There is no way that the player association team leader will be sluggish and weak.

I looked older than Hong Gyu Bin, but at that age, taking on the team leader of the satellite management team, the core organization of the association, is not an easy bet.

"You're talking about the head of the Imperialization team, right?"

"Yeah, that's right. Ji-hyeon is weak, unlike me. I'm afraid the world is tough, so I'm not going to get beaten up outside."

I didn't understand, but I tried to understand.

The majority of humanity is feeble compared to the forests, so it's not wrong to say.

"Then let's make a boot camp plan! God, I'm going in first."

Lee Yeonghua turned on the base once and went out of the waiting room.

When the door opened, the main vocal shauting of the band, which overwhelmed the sound of the electric guitar and drum, was heard louder.

[Long live the Blue Dragon! Hail, Baek Ho! Hail, Milady!]

Her hands were not shivering a bit as she walked energetically behind the 'song of wrestling'.

The strong walls seemed to have a different recovery rate.

* * *

At the end of the band's celebration performance and when the maintenance was also completed.

The deputy, who carefully checked if there was any sand left on the Octagon stage, looked over here and said,

"Ji Ho and Sa Ron have half the friends, right? Stop going in there. You've been preparing cheers half by half."

"Yeah. We'll take care of it when we play the Hyodon and the Breadshuttle."

"Thank you."

"Oh, I'll stay here. This is easier to cover."

Moon Sae Ron, who is burning his cover, decided to stay.

I gladly accepted the manager's consideration and headed to Emperor Ho and the audience.

"Uh, the conscience is here."

"I left my seat blank! Here's the cheering towel."

"We've done all the holographic settings!"

Blind money and nuisance of competition with Dae-electron.

The first and second grades of two people had a group seat near the stage.

The children in the first grade 0th class were one and the same face.

"I think I'm ready to cheer in the first and second grade."

"There seems to be a lot of hair over there, but you don't seem motivated."

"This is why I like the minority elite."

It is not a minority problem, but the result of the usual practice of nuisance.

Even the first and second graders came here for now, but to defend their loyalty to Soo-hyuk, not to Wang Yun-sup.

'Since Yun-sup is as good as I usually am, he's always praising me every day.'

Few are worse than a nutsuck in a silver commercial.

My bread shuttle is like buying a silver commercial.

Every day, Su-hyuk broke down miserably or dried up or was one of them, so he had no friends.

'If Joo Soo-hyuk hadn't come to support Yun-sup, there wouldn't have been a few.'

I would not have come to sit in the cheering stone, even if I had come to see that Yun-sup broke.

However, when I saw the first and second graders sitting in line, I was proud to feel the desire of the title hero Su-hyuk.

"Sir, you're out of your hair!"

"Huh? I think the tie's changed."

"The patterns are different."

As expected, half our children had different snowflakes.

In fact, I tried to match two referee outfits, but I only replaced the tie on the opposite side of the hammock.

"Thank you for your patience. We will resume the event."

I grabbed the gallows microphone and read the script.

The first thing I'd like to introduce you to is blindness.

'Oh.' Oh, 'oh, I think I saw you in middle school. "Oh," we used to come to school.' I heard chattering all over.

"Introducing Blind Money, the Hidden Powerful!"

Waaaaaaah!

One more spotlight turned on in the cheers.

Right in front of my half-cheerleader, I had a face that looked like a big, nervous man.

'I came to fight with my life in the Fight Club.'

Blind money that breaks joints with indifferent eyes and prepares for exercise.

After that, half our children screamed.

"Hyodon, fight!"

"Good job!"

"Come win and buy me some food!"

When I heard that voice, I saw this way.

As the children shouted louder, the blinding money suddenly started to get nervous.

To an unnamed crowd and an opponent who doesn't know his name, he's more nervous when he sees children cheering for him.

Someone approached and knocked on the back of the blind money spotlight that stopped moving.

"Oh, my God!"

"There's Mr. Takzan over there, so this is Mr. Neighborhood."

When Mr. Hammyung said something, he took a deep breath and began to relax and relax again.

'Good job asking for a nearby teacher.'

If you can hear the muscle tape, you're going to play the Ring of Blindness coach right this time.

"The legendary dance of tearing the wind and drying the sea opens the Great Lakes with a career of more than 10 years."

Meanwhile, the introduction of Wang Yun-sup continued.

'I don't think it's about Yun-sup, it's about the open Guru.'

I don't think there is anything I can do for Wang Yun-sup, so I ended up writing the history of Taekwondo Mountain.

This time, I felt the grievance of writing a script.

"Taxan, Temporary Pupil of Dao and First Grade Deputy Commander, Anonymous Supernova. His bread, no, errand boy. Introducing Yun-sup!"

Though even Guru said it, the word Chama Bread Shuttle did not speak and pointed directly to the other side of the mild gallows stage.

A cheer burst out that was more intense than in the days of the famine.

Spotlight on Taekwondo Mountain and Yuan Seop.

The faces of the two men looked very calm.

"The atmosphere has changed. It looks like the taxidermist has trained well. '

I didn't even bulk up ignorantly like the third grade 0th grade, but the energy of Wang Yun-sup stood strangely.

"I will reveal the discipline."

[Contest: Triumphant Face-to-Face]

The holographic text echoes.

"You are prohibited from using items other than pre-paid round-the-clock weapons. Instead, you can freely use your merit."

The contest discipline and rules were the result of a modification proposed by Taxan and made in consultation with Zegal Jaegel.

'I didn't know that the skill of blind money was second to none.'

The zebra hanger reaches out to two people, each with a bifurcated horn and a guard with a performance sensor.

"The armor you put on two students in advance will calculate the damage from the weapon with the sensor on it. The side that accumulates the level of damage that will be incapable of combat wins first."

This was the rule proposed by the gallows to prevent them from bluffing even though they were severely injured.

If there is a situation that requires a regenerative procedure, the vacation will fly away because of the procedure, the recovery period.

"When a part of the body comes into contact with the ground outside of this octagon in octagonal form, it's an out-of-the-box rebound. We will also deal with the offense of attacking the opponent after declaring the match suspended at the discretion of the referee."

When I finished explaining the rules of the hammock, I nodded my head.

"I'll check the requirements on both sides. If the student wins, Taekwondan Guru will stop spreading the cult and stop soliciting disciples."

That condition must have been written by the blind money, but did you use that word?

When Mr. Ham said something next to him, he looked down with his head clasped with blindness.

"When the Wang Yun-sup student wins, the Blind Don student becomes a pupil of the Taxan teacher, and the Cousin student releases the effect of 'Invulnerability of Promise' among the Wang Yun-sup students. Is that correct?"

Takzan and Wang Yuan nodded with a clear face.

Takgesan, however, has a serious face.

That's how much I wanted to smoke.

"I'll start in exactly three minutes. Please be prepared."

A hologram counting down three minutes came to the gym.

The band played 'The Beast', one of the soundtracks of the Fight Night Champion, live, to heighten tension.

'Should I take a picture in this gap?'

I want to talk to the blind money, but I think I'm nervous. I decided to take a picture.

The other children kept their mouths shut and waved their cheering towels.

I checked the script and said to Moon Sae Rhone, 'This introduction seems too much.' Tyre is a lost girl, his picture is to Hong Gyu Bin.

A picture of a blind money talking to a neighbouring teacher while unwinding is presented to a mathematics teacher in a bulldozer.

Upon completion of the transmission, the band stopped playing and the countdown was completed.

"Round 1 Start!"

When the hologram took a zero, the two men struck at the same time as the signal from the zebra hanger.

After the battle, the first round ended with the victory of the Blind Money.

But it is.

"Shiva. It's worth a shot. I think I'll win next time!"

Prior to the start of Round 2, Wang Sop, who used the Recovery Item, provoked blindness with a well-nounced face.

And it was true that it was nothing but a bluff.

* * *

Top floor of Yellow Nam Tower.

A young man in his early thirties was arranging his papers.

A secretary with the same face appeared before him after finishing the approval.

"Hwang Ho."

Now that I'm done, is that another thing?

The Emperor pointed to the desk, meaning to give out the papers, but the secretary kept talking.

"I caught the whereabouts of the painting you were looking for."

This is the noble nature of this weapon.

The Emperor said, "Keep talking."

"Do you remember that garbage that the Emperor cut off one hand himself and the chief shaman disturbed his mind?"

"By the way."

"I masqueraded as a state attorney and put our guy next to that garbage, but it worked. He opened his mouth because the hallucinations were loosening and the medicine was working."

The secretary handed out a chip with a transcript file and a pile of printed paper.

"I'm sure that scum was involved in the theft. He said he had a card to reduce his sentence, and he mentioned" The Nature of Foreign Weapons. ""

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Ends