Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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Wang Yun-sup didn't really want to be or want to be.

One day, when I lived as a fisherman, I awakened my talent.

Since that day, the goal of Wang Yun-sup's life has been to enter Korea's top talent education prestige.

- Friends can go out when they get into silver.

- You can go in and play silver.

His parents, who were enthusiastic about education, said so and roasted him.

Buoyed by his parents' full support, Wang Yun-sup took classes from first-tier private education instructors in the Korean high school and studied with rats in his head and passed the silver advertisement.

Problems have arisen since acceptance.

There was no 'next' to the one who achieved the goal of life.

I was just a junior high school diploma student.

On the day of the middle-school graduation, Wen Jin said, after taking pictures with friends and leaving good memories, he almost tore the money from middle-school students who were playing daily.

- You're such an idiot. But I think that point is attractive.

- With my blessing, I will defeat them one by one.

Seeing the faction laughing like a snake, Wang Yun-sup nodded several times.

They defeated middle-school pupils who played with aggressive abilities as promised.

"You look like a serpent-men to your people! 'I put a special curse on the one who opened it.

This rescued Wang Yun-sup received the blessing of his people.

- I wanted to show my gratitude to the silver commercials student, but that's great! Let's take a look at it sometime.

-Uh · · · · Your bowl is too small to give you much blessing. I don't think the sharing of minds is going well. Oh, I wanted to watch, but I was screwed.

- Well, what do we do? Helps you stay awake when you're doing something really unprofessional. If you remember it aloud, it will lead to me.

He said so and the faction snorted away.

Since then, Wang Yun-sup has tried to summon the Quartermaster several times.

However, I don't know if I have enough aspirations, but no matter how much I asked you to help me, my people didn't respond.

The blessing of his people, who thought he was lucky, was really nothing to use.

"Yoon Seop, I've shaved my head off! Come out and eat!"

He was crumpled and bruised in the corners of the room.

I went out to the living room and saw a white-shaped oak and a small fork.

The hologram on the wall was flowing with youth retreats.

"That's all I've been talking about on TV lately. People next door are just talking about silver ads! Everyone is surprised to know that our son also participated in the subversive attack!"

Wang Yun-sup's mother handed him a piece of cake.

On the screen, there were reports of the main revolution and Andaine's performance.

'What did I do then?'

I knew it best.

I didn't do anything.

Van was almost in a crisis by breaking the road, and even after Su-hyuk went to the attack, he accidentally injured himself.

I thought it would be anything if I went to Korea's best prestigious book, but Wang Yun-sup was still an idiot.

I tried to imitate the people who were scared of bullying all my life in middle school, but it didn't change.

The only thing that was clumsily revealed to the geniuses of silver commercials were the curse and the nickname of the bread shuttle and the list of bread restaurants in the capital.

When my insides became frustrated, a voice came to mind.

- You really don't have the talent.

Taxan kicked his tongue and said so.

- But if you teach me that rotten tenacity is tenacity, I'll give you a human pretext.

Taekwondo, who said that and laughed, allowed him to win the first prize from the blind money.

When I came down from the ring, I suddenly felt a choking sensation.

"Why am I, Mr. A?"

"Yoon Seop?"

When Takzan said that he would accept him as a disciple, he had a fever on his head and said, "Get your hands off him."

Now, even if you want to come and be strong, what face can you go to?

When I thought about it, I remembered what God said in the motto of the title Breadshuttle.

- Think again when your hair cools. If you change your mind later, don't think it's too late. Go see him right away.

Wang Yun-sup stepped up.

"I'll be out in a minute."

"It's hot, but I'm not going anywhere! Put on some sunscreen to get out and get out!"

"Oh, okay, okay!"

Wang Yun-sup replied without a castle to his mother's nagging and ran out.

'Shiva, I don't know if I'll be here right now.'

Though I think so, the bulletproof advertisement came as well.

It was when I came to the first grade district sweating.

I saw who was in the first grade district stadium.

"Again! Faster!"

It was the voice of the taxidermist.

In front of the Taekwondo Mountain, I saw the blinding money that was sweating more than myself and running out of training.

According to Takzan's instructions, he managed to run a bifurcated wave and saw a blunt fist, and the nuisance filled his tongue.

"Oh, I guess I decided to be a disciple! '

Should we go back?

I thought about it for a long time, but what the suspicious deputy commander of the 0th class said kept hovering over my head.

- You don't have to catch anything if you get a chance.

It was not uncommon for a player to be taxidermic.

And even if I had, I could not accept him as a disciple.

This was the only chance I had in my life.

'I won't tell you that the grandfather accepted me as a disciple, so I have more disciples!'

Wang Yun-sup clenched his fist and walked out one step in front of the genius priests.

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"His name is Hye-jeong? '

There was someone who came to mind because he said he was a comedian.

Sister of Playable Character Hye-jeong, the leader of Silver Advertising Grade 3.

Both sisters were active players, but unlike Wisdom, Wisdom is rarely known to the public.

She was then currently missing and was in a state of silent search in the Zuo group.

When the engagement with Soogyeom was decided as part of the 'I'm Juo' apprenticeship, he stole the engagement ceremony hall and left a message, 'Fuck you.'

Lee Hye-jeong, who had such a background, had never appeared in the game.

'In Korea,' Hye-jeong 'is a common name, so it's hard to be sure.'

I couldn't stop because I didn't even know the name of the woman who was standing in front of Samuel Shemin.

"If you say that, it's hard to send."

"Then you shouldn't send it."

"Do you intend to stay in this dark place?"

"You have Semin in that dark place."

The more I heard my voice, the more I remembered.

It was the guard's voice that he heard at the Convention Center in Yeouido, where the fantasy auction was held.

'I think we like each other no matter how we look.'

Just listening to the conversation seemed to hang 'Hye-jeong', but when I looked at him with desperate eyes, that was not the case.

Yeolseomin spoke to Hye-jeong with a loud voice.

"I recognized Mr. Hyejung's origins."

"It's been a long stay at this month-long mansion. So?"

"Mr. Hyejung has many family names in the chairmanship and board of directors of the major financial affiliates of the Zuo Group."

"So?"

"Hye-jeong is the daughter of a precious house. So, compared to my predecessor and executive director, Hye-jeong and I were scheduled to get engaged."

After the Zuo Group, it became clear to me that it also came under the name of Soogyeom.

He was sure of Hye-jeong.

His face was badly injured at the time, but now he looks very much like Wisdom.

"That's how you recognized it. So?"

"There must be someone who suits you."

"Who's hanging out?"

Oh Hye-jeong approached Moon Shemin one more time.

Samseol Semin winked once, but looked only with a compassionate gaze at Yi Hye-jeong, who did not step back.

"Do you intend to send me to Il Bug Golf Master with no blood or tears? It was only when that wretched goalkeeper looked human that he helped her escape the day she opened the engagement ceremony and splashed."

"There will be others besides him who can fit in with Hye-jeong."

"Or the soybean flour house TC's wretched Mr. Do's? Among the unmarried babies in that house, there are only normal teenagers. Oh, are you talking about the Emperor of the Imperial Group, who may or may not be human? It's not like you're going to dig up the goodwill of a healthy son with an upright head and marry him to an open Southern Archery group, is it?"

In an instant, Yi Hye-jeong, who had dismissed all four of Korea's fines, took another step.

The distance between the two men narrowed even further, and Lee Hye-jeong quietly leaned his head on the shoulders of the soothsayer.

"Mr. Hye-jeong."

Yeolseomin winked once and raised his hand.

I didn't know whether to push Hye-jeong or hold her in my arms. I saw her hands wander in the air.

He neither pushes nor pulls, and stutters.

"It's nice not to be a Javelin family member. Hye-jeong wants you to meet someone cooler than me and live freely."

"Who's cooler than Mr. Semin? Where is he? I've never seen anyone cooler, sweeter, more just and more lovely than Mr. Semin."

"So, that's it."

Oh Hye-jeong, who was so glorious, was only warm to Chaewolsemin.

After hearing the words of Hye-joong, Moon Se-min was embarrassed.

When I heard the sweet words, I had to pull them under the walls of Todam as they flushed my face and floated over the air.

"I've given my permission to the elders for the month. I don't need our permission. I didn't ask, but if I disagree, I'll screw it all up. Even if the inspiring are old, the calculator rolls well, so shut up.

When I search, I'll know that everything I know will explode and be searched. When you're done with that, those damn inspiring old people's plans are doomed, and 10 years are doomed. "

"I can't believe you're dying."

In his ferocious remarks, Chaewlsemin worries about her solely by saying that Hye-jeong is behind.

I was shy when I realized that.

"All my guests need is one brother. So all you have to do is nod."

"What do you mean?"

"Marriage."

The moment I heard the word 'marriage', I stumbled heavily.

If I hadn't leaned on the Chun Yang Timber in the back, I might have rolled.

"Gee, marriage!"

"I love this house, but the idea of paganism is so deeply rooted. I went to see the elders to ask for Mr. Semin, and he had no relationship and he got married right away. But I thought about it, and I think it's going to be okay. I also looked at some of the traditional wedding dresses, and they were bright and pretty. But I also want to throw a bouquet at Mr. Semin's tuxedo, so I do a remand wedding in the western version on the first anniversary."

"Mr. Hye-jeong! You're joking!"

"Do I look like I'm going to get married for a joke? It's a joke when you're talking about an engagement ceremony you almost had with an irresponsible goldfish."

Yi Hye-jeong put his hand on Moon Semin's cheek and pulled a little toward himself.

Yeolseomin has been dragged without much resistance.

"I know you're worried. Trust me, though."

"Mr. Hye-jeong."

Lee Hye-jeong showed strength in the hand of pulling Moon Shemin.

I'm still making excuses, but if I keep looking ahead, it'll be a bigger one.

I tried to retreat with my mortgage.

Bang!

"Argh!"

A psychic euphemism struck his head on the wall of Todam.

I grabbed him and stopped him from falling to the ground, but the two of them recognize this side.

"Are you here? Is that the guy next to you?"

"Aunt Sue, hello!"

"Hello."

Lee Hye-jeong stood side by side with his arms full of pride.

Yeolseomin's face flutters red as if zinc was pale because we watched this situation.

"Do you, Master, Aunt Morani?"

"Cem is Cem's nephew, so calling him by name or by Western name fits the law of painting, but Cem is following him like his brother. So I decided to call you Master when I organized the titles."

"It is not a matter of family law or title."

"So what's the problem?"

Sawgsemin said nothing.

When I noticed it, I listened to the shopping bag and said it would change the mood.

"Ah, uncle! I got you a present. I went to the store you told me about last time and picked out a set of cosmetics for my aunt."

"Sehmm! Why are you telling me that here!"

"Mr. Semin, did you let me buy you a present?"

It was an adverse effect.

The atmosphere was ruined, and Samseomin grabbed the sound of Samseomin and began preaching something.

Don't call me Aunt Hye-jeong! It was called.

"You were the one who was mimicking the fever, right? I had something to tell you."

Between the end of the month and the end of the month, Lee Hye-jeong grabbed hold of me.

"It's about the blessing I received."

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