Life, Once Again!

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“Don't give up math. You guys are going to engineering anyway. Mathematics is fundamental to any major in engineering. ”

“I'm going to Gamematology. ”

“Don't you use math there? ”

“I don't use it. ”

“I don't think so. You get the character on the screen when you play the game, right? Everything that moves is mathematics. ”

The math teacher asked me to concentrate while tapping the blackboard. Fourth period before lunch. The children's minds were already headed for the restaurant outside the classroom, so they couldn't listen to the teacher.

“What the hell are you looking at this morning? ”

The floor saw a flutter of chattering on its side.

“What?”

“What the hell. That thing under the desk. Is that a dirty picture? If it's good, let's see it together. ”

At the words of Dojin, the floor sighed and took out the card that was in the desk drawer.

“What is this? ”

“Tarot cards. ”

“What are you doing? ”

“It's not me. ”

While the doppelganger was making a fat face, I saw the math teacher holding his hand over his head on the floor. I knew exactly what the movement meant, so the floor bowed without delay. It was pink chalk that flew down with a clean straight line.

The chalk is split in half, striking the forehead of the dojo with sound.

Nice!

“Sir, your skills are intact. ”

As he frowned and scratched his forehead, the bell said that the four teachings were over.

“Enjoy your meal. Don't fall asleep in five. Don't run. Go. ”

As soon as the horses dropped, they were scary runners.

“I'll go first! You bastards, come with me! ”

Dojin slammed the shoulder of the floor and walked out the back door of the classroom. All that's left in the classroom is the crowd and the floor.

“Radio bothersome. ”

“You say that, but you'll work hard when you get on the air. Isn't that right?”

The fallen man clapped his mouth.

I don't know what the station's third-grade illness did, but the theater department was able to eat in the broadcast room. It was difficult to run around eating and broadcasting live without any breaks, but it made me quite comfortable.

“What did Dojin say just now? ”

I asked him with a curious face. The floor pulls out the tarot card that you showed Dojin. A card with a black and white mask on the stage.

“Taro?”

“You know?"

“A little. I saw it on the Internet. But why Taro? ”

They turn over the cards and look around. I woke up and looked at him.

“I saw a fortune teller on the way back from the concert on the college track. ”

“A fortune teller?”

“Yeah. I just went in for fun because I was in trouble, and I didn't hear anything, and that's all I got. ”

“You just asked for this? That's weird.”

You picked up a card and said, "Is it expensive?” I asked. The floor shakes its head.

“If it's expensive, there's no line. ”

“Then throw it away. She's not even a girl. ”

I swung the card. The card flew out of the curve hit the floor chest and fell to the desk.

“I was just going to throw it away, but it took a while. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

The public was full of curiosity and asked.

"I went home and searched for this tarot card. But cards like this don't come out. I know you have a lot of tarot cards, but I don't see any similarities. It's kind of weird."

Of course, that's not the only weird thing.

I've seen this clown in a mask with a mixture of black and white and two colors.

A dream. In a few dreams where you can't tell if it's a nightmare or a dream, you see a man wearing a mask like this on the floor standing on the stage talking to himself. I couldn't answer for sure that the mask pattern that the man wore matched the pattern of the mask on this tarot card, but it felt quite similar.

The stage where the clowns are standing. The stage where the man I saw in my dreams stood. I kept worrying about the odd coincidence.

Tarot card examiner opens his mouth.

"Taro is not the only one."

"Oh, yeah. Yesterday I searched the Internet for tarot cards, and it was very popular."

"There's a lot of different paintings in different parts of town. Different features, different ways of interpreting."

"I know."

"I just know a little bit."

"So, have you ever seen a clown card like this?"

The floor presses down on the clown's face with its index finger and asks.

"Well, I've never seen this before. It's usually described as a clown, so the grass is usually like being with animals on a cliff. Of course I'm not sure. I dug it up because I was interested in this in middle school."

"It's worth the credit. So these images aren't common?"

"Oh, and this dress, isn't it modern? I think it feels like a suit."

"Obviously."

The hem is tight, so the overall look is not that different from the ready-to-wear clothes worn by professionals these days.

"Here you go. I think I have a tie."

I took a closer look at the place the colony pointed at, and there was a blue rope wrapped around my neck. I thought it was just a shorter tie, but it looked like a tie because they said it was a tie.

"I don't think they usually sell them, but they're made separately."

"Is that so?"

I was staring at the tarot card, chewing on the words that it was made separately.

“Guys! Bob! Bob! Bob! ”

Aram opened the back door of the classroom like a house room, singing elongated rice while dancing in a language that is hard to explain. Following that, the ark came in with the same dance, and Ji-yoon shrugged his shoulders. Aram, who was waving his arms up and down, reached out to the V at the end and said, "Bob!" I cried. Although the ark was straightforward, Jiyun eventually lowered her head and ignored it.

“Let's eat first. We have to broadcast.”

The floor folded the tarot card in half and put it in the wallet. It wasn't a question of sitting down and trying to figure it out, so you should just fold it up for now.

I went with the kids to the second floor broadcasting room. When I opened the door, I greeted the spicy smell of Kim Chi Guk.

“Welcome, welcome. ”

While eating first, he waved his hand with a spoonful. Daemyung and Aram quickly sat down with their tongs and chopsticks.

“I'll eat well. ”

The floor was also seated. I poured the rice in a large bowl onto the plate. The side dishes were piled up on the plate and could be eaten without shortage.

“I'll start right after I eat. I've got a story coming up today, so it takes me a while to read it before the show. ”

It was talking green with rice in its mouth.

“Okay, just eat something and say it. Let's go eat. ”

The floor looks at the rice balls that have flown to the front of its plate. Green chewed the egg with his fingers.

“Finish it. I'll get ready. ”

The pox takes off first and stands up. You seem to be busy preparing for the broadcast. And then I don't see one of the broadcasters I've always seen.

“I heard their class say it was a waste of time. I found out he's a really good student. ”

“I'm a good student. Why are you here? ”

Aram asked as he bit the spoon.

“They've agreed to get a scholarship. Since you are a noble body, I have been ordered to make you eat properly. I don't know what kind of person will hang a Seoul University plan card when he graduates. Aram, can you help me when you're done? I need you to pull the cord. ”

“Yes!”

I pushed the last spoon into my mouth and stood up. Sitting at the desk is now only for the colonel. The man who was building a shy smile organized the dishes by putting five bell tomatoes in his mouth at once.

“But who's cleaning this up? ”

“Me.”

Green was checking the broadcast equipment, said. Short hair is busy enough to swing. From radio shows to missions. What a woman.

“Oh, and it's about love today. ”

“Love?”

While reading the story of the student in the school newsbox, the floor reached out and received a script from Green Green. Whether to benchmark a domestic drama script or a drama script from the High School Broadcasting Union began appearing just before the broadcast. There is no big problem because there is a purpose for student radio resurgence than completeness.

“Wasn't it Jiyun and I today? ”

“Yes.”

I shrugged through the script. I made a script of the situation often in the youth drama, but I had a favorite child, and I drew a picture of a girl who was struggling with the confession by another boy.

“Eh……. ”

After reading the script, Ji-yoon embarrassed me.

“Shall we practice? ”

“Yes.”

The floor faced Jiyun and struck the line in the script. Whether the student who wrote the script liked love comedy very much, it was sweet as if each ambassador put honey on it. No, it's too sweet. It's too sweet. It's sweet. This is a chemical additive.

“Hey, I... Solve. ”

Ji-yoon, who was playing the ambassador, smiled and soon became depressed.

“I'm sorry, sir. ”

“This can't be right. ”

I was wrong three times in the same line. Even though I'm looking at the script, if I see tongues twisting, it seems like it's hard to get on the air right now.

“Daemyung, you try it. Better than me.”

I put the two together, wanting to do less for my real boyfriend.

I gestured to start looking at the two of you closely, but they kept their mouths shut and said nothing.

“Come on. It starts in 10 minutes. ”

“Well, well. ”

The public glances at Jiyun. Ji Yun also looks at the people.

When they look at each other, they look at the script in surprise.

It was only after repeating the action twice that I was able to strike a wobbly ambassador.

“So I like... like... you... ”

“Stop, Sunbae. If I stutter... ”

“I'm sorry. I'm so nervous. I'm sorry, do you want to go for it? ”

“Yes? Me, me. Umm... there... ”

It took only 30 seconds for their apricot skin to become like a drunken drunk. The floor sweeps down your face and covers the script. Love comedy is right in front of you.

“What are you doing! ”

The green crashes in and grabs the script.

“If you can't, I'll do it. All right? You guys go ahead and analyze the story. I have to pick something fun. ”

Green pushed the news.

“You'll do it? ”

“Why? Are you complaining? ”

“No.”

The floor shrugs. The level of improvisation is there anyway. If you can continue the dialogue without smiling, that's fine. Entertaining students is the top priority, so it's okay to twist your words a little. I will not tolerate perfect powdery.

I read the stories from the newsbox one by one, as the power of the theater was attached. Usually it was a news box without a note, but today it contained more than eighty notes about what the wind was.

“Write it down if you're stressed during the third grade palm, and I told you yesterday that I came here in one day. Oh, and I told her to put something memorable in it. I don't have much time left to graduate. ”

Green said.

Ah, stress. High 3 stress is scary. Graduated from there.

I opened the letter and began to chew on the problems of school facilities, relationships, and politics in this country. Among them, I found something worth broadcasting. Reasonable criticism, compliments, and warmth.

“I think that's enough. ”

The group organized the note and said:

“Let's get ready, then. ”

Green set the microphone and was ready to go on the broadcast. Time for students to come back from their meals. I opened the broadcast door with a popular idol song.

“It's gotten colder. So why hasn't the heater started yet? We want the heater! ”

It was a pox that screamed into the microphone like a rock. A cheerful comment heard laughter coming from the corridor outside the station.

“Today, there are so many stories on our dominant television station. I'd love to read it when I can, but the principal won't let me. I hate you, Principal! ”

You're going to stop broadcasting today. The floor smiles softly as it looks up at the pox, shrugging its shoulders.

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The weather finally broke.

It's a good day to breathe.

- Wh...

I opened an icicle in front of my house, which is longer than my palm.

Wow.

It's so cold, I haven't seen any longhorns lately. I used to smile comfortably when I saw them, but I was worried about where I was going to live.

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Coupon, thank you. Thanks to you, I rent a room.

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