Life, Once Again!

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‘Daemyung, your face is going to burst. ’

Perhaps they don't know. The reason why the dew cooks and covers its mouth.

The public's face turned redder than the ripe red shrub it is now. A well-ripe apple gloss. I still think I like it, so there's no problem. Tae-jun and Dew don't look bad enough to tease the public.

Some people are quietly reading books while talking to their neighbors. The floor has been observing the quartz for some time now. I looked away because everyone was silent while talking.

I can see the words "smoke" written on the cover of the book I'm looking at. Great concentration. Taejun and Dew are chattering quite a lot about the adherence there, but the view of the Stone never deviates from the book.

Slightly protruding eyes, angled forehead, and a flat nose. There is still an at age, but if it is a bit bigger, it will definitely become Honam. The level of lottery you don't need to scratch. Just stop looking and get a quote. Of course, he still looks manly enough.

The floor looks at the crew in turn. Soyeon, who sits next to the cornerstone, is a little light, but doesn't look dull. I'd say it's more of a cube. It's a good match. the same design as the cornerstone and the rainforest sitting next to each other. Soyeon often glances at the cornerstone of a silent book.

Laughter comes from the smell of green love.

Yurim, sitting next to Soyeon, has been touching his cell phone ever since he came in. I don't think he's doing anything. There are limited things you can do with a mobile phone at this time. Is it texting, or is it a game? It's dark brown like dyed hair, but it looks natural brown.

‘Well, it's a long school. ’

A man should not let his hair fall on his ear and a woman should not cross the shoulder line. To the extent that they kept it, they were all cool students. Yurim was one of those students. Slightly wavy ends. Even the teachers don't touch that much.

You turn your head slightly and look at the other person.

“You guys aren't coming. ”

“I see.”

“Is it hot in here? ”

“Not really.”

“Why do I feel so hot? ”

He used to gaze at Yurim while chattering.

I wonder what the colony will do when they make eye contact. I was quite curious, but decided to postpone the next one. It's a pity if the face of the sinking masses turns red again.

On the left, there are a lot of people chattering. Looks like it fits nicely. I don't really notice it because it's a fussy personality, but it looks quite good when I'm still.

Of course, it's one step lower than Tae Joon next to him. If I trimmed my hair and dressed well, Tae Joon would be handsome enough to take CF right away. If the stones are serious, Tae Joon is soft. His personality seems pleasant. It will be quite popular in class.

Next to him. The smiling dew of fog. Tae Joon is electrical and dew is computer, but seems to be quite familiar with each other. The first day we met in the theater room, it is likely that we knew each other before coming to school.

The dew was similar to Yun Jeong's.

No, I'm correcting it. It is a quiet version of Yun. The dew is quite cheerful, but it may seem peaceful next to the guy who doesn't know where to splash it. When I got caught, I put a raw head over my head for a long time. Just like Tae Joon, he will be very popular in class.

When I knew the impression of the deputies, I met the dew and eyes. The floor shrugs and turns its head.

‘That's funny.'

I never thought it would be so interesting to observe people. The face of the person with the same nose and mouth changes by a thousand steps depending on the subtle arrangement.

It's very mysterious.

Not only that, the movement of the eyebrows, the direction of the eyes, the wrinkles caught in the nose, the degree to which lips appear, and the height of the chin lift. I suddenly realize that physical changes are also signs of emotion.

Don't say it.

Nevertheless, we can tell.

How I feel.

And why I feel that way.

There is a difference, but once the faces of the children in this poor room can be easily recognized. The easiest thing to recognize is Confucius, and the hardest thing is Yurim. The phone is blank, so Yurim has no facial expression at all.

“Hey, guys. ”

Tae-jun caught my attention. Lee Kyung-suk and Yoo-rim, who were both books and cell phones, also looked at Tae Joon.

“Anybody here for a staff meeting? ”

How long has this been a constructive question?

The floor was even welcome.

“But you still have to learn to play. Even Jo.”

“I'd love an extra. ”

It was a dodge and an answer from the crowd.

“Me, too. ”

“I want to play a significant role, or I want to play a role. If possible.”

It was Soyeon who gave a slightly chic answer to Yurim and his ambition.

“The most effective character. It doesn't matter whether you're starring or starring. ”

In response, Tae Joon applauds. Normally, it would be cool for children, but there is no change in the look on the cornerstone.

The floor reminded me of the moai statue for a moment. It also seems similar.

“Then I'm either an impactful female protagonist or Yeon Jo. ”

The dew follows the stone. The gaze of the root stone and dew collides briefly.

“Both of you do it. What about the floor?”

Returning questions.

While thinking about the floor for a while,

“Staff.”

He replied.

“Really?"

“If everyone wants to learn, at least one person should be left behind. by doing one of the smallest tradesmen in the theater. ”

“Don't you have a starring appetite? ”

“I don't know. I'm still having fun. ”

It's fun.

I share different ideas in the same space with various children living in the same time period. This was fun enough for the floor.

Live a funny life.

It doesn't necessarily mean get a spotlight.

I'm going to be satisfied with a little happiness. I don't want to get hit by a reality rather than wishing for big happiness.

‘Is this an escape? ’

Well, whatever.

Maybe the only lesson in 45 years of life is safety.

At that moment, I remembered a piece of iron that broke the bus window and hit my chest.

I feel the blood draining from my body.

A slight vomiting dizziness struck me. The memory fades, but not completely.

“What's the matter? ”

Tae Joon asked worriedly. The floor smiled and said, “I bit my tongue.” I replied.

“I did something else. ”

The constructive question is over. Maybe everyone can see each other's determination, or even a little bit of the mind.

It was then.

The door to the theater room is open. Classmates and teachers rushing in at the same time. In their hands are the scenes, the mulberries, and the pork buns.

“You don't think it's stuck? ”

“Yes, I think so. ”

After Park Tae-sik, the teacher, sighed.

“You waited a while, right? ”

“No, I'm not.”

First grade gave a voice.

“Come on. Let's eat first. I'm starving even after lunch. ”

“Wow, did you shoot that? ”

I asked. Tai Lung nods silently.

“I'll eat well.”

They closed the door of the theater room and rushed to eat food. The floor had fun with this strange tension. Tai Lung is constantly looking outside. Maybe eating in here means getting your eyes peeled.

“But Sam. I think I saw the principal earlier. What do I do? ”

Yoon Jung said, agitated.

“It's okay. Let's eat first. It's the first time.”

From then on, the children began to eat food in combat. The anxiety of the appetite will spread greatly.

The floor felt like it had been a long time since I returned to the army. Corporal soldiers who stick chopsticks in the grilled pork belly on the day of the sports tournament come to mind. I give them plenty of meat to take care of the soldiers, and the sergeants forget about it, so it was always Corporal who fought hard.

“Eat the floor. We have to get rid of it quickly. ”

“Yes.”

It was a floor that answered with a big squeeze.

* * *

“You didn't get it, did you? ”

“Sam, who is he again? I'm not doing this once or twice. ”

He proudly said.

“Whew. You must be fed. Everybody, let's go to the fifth floor. ”

Taekil stood up first and said.

“The theater department uses a five-story auditorium because it is small. But sometimes it feels cramped. ”

“That big place? ”

He asks because he's surprised.

It is a five-story auditorium, about half the size of the school's main area. The floor reminds me of the size of the auditorium I've seen before. I wonder what 12 people would have to do to make it narrow.

The theater department went up to the 5th floor of Ur, following a predicament.

A cloth is over the props inside the auditorium. I think I did it because of the case.

The floor saw a moderate revolution. Junghyeok sets up his index finger and brings it to his lips.

“Here. I know you've been here before, but let me introduce you again. This is the fifth floor auditorium where you can jump in. Here you can run or scream. Of course, you have to be a little selfish when you're in class, but in the full time.... ”

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

It was like shooting cannons and screaming. The auditorium was ringing. The first graders were surprised at the look of the teacher they had never seen.

The floor also appeared to be a little more than 160, and it was surprising that a soft breed came out of the last kidney.

“It means it's okay to yell like this. ”

“Wow, you're really loud. ”

“This is how you're going to be. As long as you practice well. ”

Tai Lung clears his voice.

“Well, I'll tell you what I want to tell you, and I'll let you pass. First things first. You know it costs money to get an outside counselor, right? ”

When it comes to money, the faces of first-graders without flooring and limestone are slightly stiff. The floor knew there was nothing free in the world, and the stone probably learned about the smoke, so it would feel reasonable to pay this fee.

“The cost is 30,000 won. ”

“Ah……. ”

Somebody's moaning.

Tai Lung smiled and joined the horses.

“It was, but it was resolved well. There was a lot of flatulence. So don't worry about the guest fee. ”

Tai Lung sweeps his head up.The faces of first graders grow wide. 30,000 won. A small amount for the student. After all, you have to open your hands to your parents, but if something other than studying invests ₩ 30,000, they probably won't like it.

Besides, if a child comes to work because he can't study quickly,

“So you have to work hard to make a great play. Okay?"

“Yes!”

It's an unbroken answer.

At that time, the floor found that the faces of the second-graders were not very good.

‘Let's hold still. The theater department's reputation sucks. You must have had bad results in the candidate budget decision. In addition, there are few acquisitions due to the fact that third and second graders are getting out. Low acquisition clubs, and poor reputation clubs are paid a lot of incidentals? ’

I can see it's a little strange just by looking at the causality.

The reason for the bad expressions of second-graders is probably based on this reasoning.

A well-mannered fetus teacher.

A fetus teacher who loves theater.

A teacher who buys food generously for his children.

It comes in roughly sized.

The floor scratches the cheek. Save money with Savvy. undesirable. Running the theater department practically ended up with 12 people here.

If you have to pay unjustly, of course you should reject it, but if you are inviting external forces, you should actively pay it.

Hmph.

The floor decided to keep an eye on the situation. Funny thing about getting your horse out of here.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.

Whew. Some beautiful guy in second-hand country came out with money and said he was full.

I'm going to write the prosecution tomorrow. I'll give you a refund, but I don't want you to go. I just want to hear your face or your voice. Please let me meet him.