Medical Return

Jinhyun laughed.

“Sir, that wasn't Cunning. ”

“So? Did you solve it yourself?" ”

“Yes, that's what I did. ”

“This son of a bitch keeps lying!! ”

I'm going to swing even a whirlpool.

“Don't you have any evidence that I've cured it? ”

“What?! ”

Jinhyun said,

“Don't be angry, listen to me. ”

The flickering wall frowned at the moment.

‘What's wrong with his attitude these days? ’

In the past, Jinhyeon was a confident child who stuttered words on his shrugged shoulders.

But now... it's hard to explain exactly, but I'm calm and curious.

I feel like an old man when I say bad, and I feel like an adult when I say good.

“Just as you don't have the evidence that I curled, I don't have the evidence that I curled either. So why don't you do this? ”

“How do you know what? ”

“I'll prove my grades on the next test. If you're right about Cunning, you won't get these grades on your next test. ”

It was reasonable.

“Yes, I'll admit that you didn't do the conditioning in the middle of the class. If your grades don't go up instead, make a mistake. ”

Then the wall laughed.

You're going to raise your grades like a naturalist?

“Thank you. I'll be right there. ”

After bowing his head and greeting him, he left the classroom.

I frowned at the sound of it.

‘Anyway, I'll see you at the final exam. ’

* * *

Meanwhile, the parents who received the transcript were greatly pleased.

“No, what happened? 100 points!! That's two subjects too! ”

My mother looked at the report card like a winning lottery.

Carrying it here and there is a time to keep it in the frame.

Of course, the overall grades are still subordinate. It is because other subjects will die and die.

However, the first 100 points my son received in my life, my mother was troubled with tears.

Jinhyun made a bitter laugh in his heart.

‘He just loves that grade. I was such a jerk. ’

My father didn't say anything, but I'm glad to see the report card cleared up beyond the newspaper.

“But you didn't cheat, did you? How did you only get English? ”

My mother suddenly shed an eye.

“No, I'll score 100 on the next exam. ”

“Oh, thank you for saying that. That's for sure!”

My mother prepared a dish for me.

Jinhyun smiled.

She was a generous mother, but her generosity was especially valuable to Jinhyun.

Later, so after my father returned, my mother lost her smile and lived a hard day.

‘I won't make it that way this time. With my hand.’

Jinhyun said to his father:

“Father, can you do me a favor if I get more grades at the end of this exam? ”

“What is it?”

“Let me help you in your restaurant, too. ”

My father shook his head firmly.

“Never. ”

“Don't..... ”

“Not unless you're in the top half. ”

It was a stubborn impediment.

There was no way he could go first.

“Oh, my God, what's he doing in first place? I don't want to be in the top 20 in a class! ”

My mother laughed while cooking.

“All right, we're done. Jin-hyun, let's eat instead of talking useless too! ”

Jinhyun nodded.

“Yes, Mother. ”

* * *

Soon the time passed and the final examination came.

“Now, put the bag in the middle of the desk. Don't think about conditioning. ”

A tense tranquillity flowed.

The wall struck the church with a whirlpool.

“Everyone sees it with all their conscience, and if they train, they'll die. ”

Then I looked at Hyun. Just try to catch it, is the eye.

Jinhyun was particularly indifferent.

The bell rang and the test began.

The first subject was national, as was the midterm.

“Ugh... what is this? ”

The children who had received the test paper moaned.

The teacher is known for being stubborn, but his personality was buried as it was on the test paper.

Difficulty has deceived me from the first problem.

The wall saw progress again.

Jinhyun was looking at the test paper with his indifferent eyes.

It is a tranquil glance, as if one were reading a humanist romance novel.

Then he shrugged the OMR marking.

‘Ha, this guy. That's it!’

Jinjin Middle School's National Exam was also known for its high level of difficulty.

I can't believe I'm solving a problem like that at that rate.

I thought Jin Hyun would take all the pictures.

That's how the exams have passed: National History, Mathematics, English, and Language.

Looking at all the tests, the progress did not take more than half of the 50 minutes and the wall of the conference grinded it.

‘Yes, just show me your grades. I'll light your thighs. ’

I also thought of the children who were sitting around Jinhyun.

‘What a jerk, you gave up the test this time. ’

Everyone thought that Jinhyun gave up the test and took a rough shot.

And at the end of the test, the grades came out.

* * *

“Oh, no...? ”

The wall opened its mouth.

The trembling hand contained a class report card.

“What's the matter, sir? ”

The English teacher asked.

“Is this printed wrong? ”

“Yes...? ”

The teacher told the young mathematician who was responsible for OMR scoring.

“Kim, how did you score this? What do you do if you make a mistake? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“This, this. ”

Then the wall pointed to a part of the transcript.

“This is all wrong. ”

The math teacher's expression became strange.

“I thought it was weird... I scored it again with my hand... That's right. ”

“... That's right? ”

“Yes, that's right. It's all been scored correctly. ”

The wall looked at the class report card again.

If the report card is correct, is my eye wrong?

But no matter how much I look at it, the numbers haven't changed.

[2nd and 23rd grade, average 97.3 points for Jinhyun Kim. Half masonry [1st place, 2nd place, 3rd place]

It was written on the transcript.

* * *

The time to relax, Jinhyun's mate said, paying off his debts with a textbook.

“Jinhyun, what are you doing today? Let's go to the entertainment room after we're done. ”

“I'm good.”

“Why?"

“I'll study.”

The mate had a ridiculous face.

“What's wrong with you these days? You can't have kids like us. You're gonna be studying. ”

Jin Hyeon looked into her mate's eyes at the words.

His name was Yellow Moon Jin, right?

His mate, Yellow Moon Jin, had a lot in common in middle school.

timid, unconvinced, not getting along well with other kids, not fighting, not exercising, not studying. Gyeong-hyun was first behind and Yeongmun-jin was second behind.

“Moon Jin.”

“Why?"

“You really should study too. I'm thinking about you. ”

Jinhyun said with a serious face.

Of course, university acceptance does not guarantee future success.

In the future, the society that children will meet, including Jinhyun, is not pleasant enough to be rosy because they have a good look at their skills.

But studying during the school year allows us to start at the least favorable starting point in a warlike society.

And that little difference was bigger than I thought. I don't know if I've ever experienced it.

But Yellow Moon put out her lips.

“Do you really want to keep talking like a cheat? ”

Then the classroom door opened, and the wall came in.

“Uh, isn't it moral time? ”

The children told the wall.

But the wall did not answer, but came to Jinhyun with a firm face.

“Why do you do that? ”

“Come here for a second. I have something to say. ”

“ ……?? ”

Jinhyun followed the wall.

“ ……. ”

The wall headed to the corner of the corridor without a word. It's next to the warehouse, so no one goes around.

Jinhyun asked.

“What do you mean? ”

I hesitated for a moment and said...

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