Change Your Life with the USB from the Future!

Chapter 41

041 Cat Fight (3)

afternoon after class.

When the classroom door opens, the noisy classroom becomes quiet in an instant.

“Sit down.”

The homeroom teacher entered the classroom and said. Then the students, who were scattered all over the classroom, quietly return to their places.

“·················ogue.”

A yellow paper bag in the hand of the homeroom teacher standing at the school table.

The eyes of the students are focused towards it. They are a mixture of a little bit of expectation and a little bit of anxiety.

The homeroom teacher looks at the faces of her students and smiles.

“Why is everyone looking so dumb and eating honey? Why are you going to turn the report card around because you are afraid of this?”

Today is the day when mock test scores are distributed.

It is a day in which students’ expressions cannot but be firmly fixed. At the homeroom teacher’s generosity, the students try to smile, but the rigid face only creates an awkward expression.

The homeroom teacher, who looked at her students’ expressions, shakes her head and breaks the seal of her briefcase.

I thought I was going to continue to face those awkward faces until I checked my report card anyway.

“What happened? I’ll call your name, so come out one by one and pick it up. And I’m speaking out of boredom. Please don’t mess around with the report card you’ve just received. Because there is still a lot left until the exam. got it? Isn’t it short? A marathon is a marathon.”

Yes-

When the homeroom teacher speaks, the students respond in weak voices. They are expressions that I know with my head, but I don’t understand with my heart.

No matter what the homeroom teacher says, they are looking at the teacher’s mouth as if they are ready to have fun.

The homeroom teacher sighs and pulls out her report card.

“Hey what’s good? I can’t help it. come on call First of all, Ki Tae-gyu…”

The homeroom teacher begins to call her name slowly. Then, one by one, in the order in which her name is called, they receive a report card and have a conversation with the homeroom teacher.

When I saw the students who listened to the homeroom teacher’s words, nodding their heads or making gloomy faces, most of them seemed to be encouraging or complimenting their grades.

And that moment.

“…and Park Hyun-sun.”

The homeroom teacher called out Park Hyun-sun’s name.

Park Hyun-sun grabbed her pounding chest and stood up from her seat. The eyes of her students in her classroom were focused on her.

Everyone in her knew her and Yuna Kim’s bet, so this reaction was natural.

Park Hyun-sun glanced at the place where Yuna Kim and the 20th Corps were gathered.

But Yuna Kim was chatting with her friend next to her, not caring whether she knew what she was looking at or not.

‘Yeah, you’re probably laughing now.’

Park Hyun-sun went to her classroom, imagining what punishment she would give Yuna Kim when she won her bet with Yuna Kim.

“Now, let’s see, Park Hyun-sun is here.”

Seeing Hyeon-sun Park approaching her classroom, her homeroom teacher finds her report card, looks at her, and laughs at her.

“Have you seen Hyunseon well? She can look forward to next time.”

When her homeroom teacher presents her report card, she receives her report card from Hyun-sun Park. A smile spreads across Park Hyun-sun’s lips.

From the reaction of her homeroom teacher, it seems that her test scores are good.

She checks her report card with her anticipatory look on her face.

However.

‘Language level 2’. Level 3 repair. 3rd level foreign language. Level 2 satam.’

Tier 2 or Tier 3.It was either a breathtaking 2nd grade just before reaching 1st grade, or 3rd grade that spanned 2nd grade.

For a moment, Park Hyun-sun pondered whether to be happy or angry about his performance.

Objectively, this was a decent score. Besides, looking at the standard score, she maintained grades from 1st to 3rd grade for the rest of the period, and it was a grade that would be satisfactory if she worked hard in her studies.

However, her plan, which was supposed to flatten Yuna Kim’s nose with an overwhelming grade car, seems to have been a little bit messed up, so her disappointment was inevitable.

‘Well, it’s still Yuna Kim, enough…’

Kim Yuna’s grades were not as good as her last time, but she is still Park Hyun-sun, who still thinks that she is below her.

However, her expectations were soon shaken.

The moment she returns to her seat with her arrogant expression on her face.

“And… Yuna Kim? Hey, hey, hey, hey, look at me.”

With her bright expression on her face that her homeroom teacher had never seen before, she called out Yuna Kim’s name.

Moment. Almost all the students in her classroom focused on Yuna Kim.

“·················ogue.”

As Yuna Kim got up without hesitation and approached her homeroom teacher, her homeroom teacher began to tell her story with a bright expression on her face.

I don’t know exactly what kind of conversation is going on because of the gossip of the students who received the report card, but looking at the expressions of the homeroom teacher and Kim Yuna, it didn’t seem like a bad thing.

‘What are you saying? Perhaps···’

Even when talking to himself, who has received decent grades, he is a homeroom teacher who does not show anything other than a very faint smile.

When such a homeroom teacher was having a conversation with Yuna Kim, she was smiling broadly as if it was a really happy event.

Park Hyeon-sun felt her anxiety, which had faded away, rise again in an instant.

‘no way. no. No way.’

So while she was worried, the distribution of her report cards ended. The homeroom teacher folded her empty briefcase straight and opened her mouth to her students.

“Come on, everyone worked hard. As I said before, it’s still early days. Those who have received well should not be vigilant, and those who have not received it should not be too burdened. Then, don’t think about the palm tulle and have a delicious dinner. Now, let’s say hello to the class president.”

attention-

salute-

thank you-

When the homeroom teacher left the classroom after her funeral, most of the students in her classroom woke up as if she had made a promise. She then went to find someone close to her.

Her friends flock to Park Hyun-sun as well, check her grades, and start chatting with her.

Thanks to this, she had to accept her friends’ chatter with her smiling face, far from checking her Yuna Kim’s grades.

But at that moment.

wow-

A great shout erupted from Yuna Kim’s place.

The eyes of Park Hyun-sun and her friends around him turned to where the sound had come from.

“·················ogue.”

Around Kim Yuna, students from other classes also gather and chat.

Their faces brightened, as if the exclamation that had just burst forth was an exclamation of joy.

On the other hand, most of the people in the classroom just look at it with a curious expression.

In the end, one of the students around Park Hyun-seon could not overcome her curiosity and sneaked up to Kim Yuna’s seat.

And she soon returns in contemplation.

“Oh my God, aren’t they crazy?”

“What, why?”

“No, their scores are really absurd.”

“Unbelievably miserable?”

“No, not that…”

She paused for a moment, then glanced at Park Hyun-sun’s eyes and opened her mouth.

“They are all first-class or second-class…….”

Moment. The expressions of Park Hyun-sun and her friends around her harden.

“Crazy… all?”

when someone asks A friend who had visited Yuna Kim nodded her head without hesitation.

“·················ogue.”

Park Hyun-sun, lost for her words, looks down at her report card with her Parisian complexion.

She looks like she’s going to tear her report card at any moment if she doesn’t have an eye to look at.

But at that moment.

Kakao Talk-

The sound I heard from Park Hyun-sun’s cell phone.

Let her check.

[Kim Yuna: Language 1 Repair 2 Foreign Language 2 Satan 1 hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Park Hyun-sun’s hand holding the phone trembled. Let her look at her Yuna Kim with burning eyes.

I saw Kim Yuna pretending to cut her neck with a bright smile on her face.

* * *

“User 1, did you get your mock test score today? Did you see?”

While talking with the viewers, a word about the mock test score came up. Then, Yuna Kim, who was managing her chat window, shoved her face toward her and robbed her of her camera and microphone.

“We also got our report card today! Hehe, I got good grades!”

And when she was ready, she started shaking her own report card.

At that moment, the chat window exploded.

[User 770: Hahaeng Yuna is also good at studying hahaeng.][User 1: Hing ㅜㅜ I also want to get 1st grade. ㅠㅠ][User 5: I have to move to Seoul, but I am seriously thinking… Can I taste that score if I go to Junyoung’s academy too?][User 999: Moving, Kazua!]

Most of them said that they were envious of Yuna Kim’s performance.

But there were also chats that chilled her chatter.

[User 20: By the way, was Yuna’s grades like that originally? I saw it when the midterm exam grades opened last time, and it was definitely not like that, right?]

It was a reasonable suspicion. In general, even if there is no relationship between the test scores and the test scores, there is a basic skill.

Kim Yuna’s score, which received enough grades and grades to chew her last time at once, was common sense absurdity.

Then, Kim Yuna, who was looking at her chat window, opens her mouth with a bitter expression.

She said, “Ah, I was careless at the time… and my teacher taught me all the classes…”

A guy with an inappropriately depressed expression. The facial expressions are top-notch.

[User 770: Yuna, don’t cry ㅜㅜ My heart is broken TT][User 1: User 20 is too good.][User 5: Right! I might have studied harder because I couldn’t see my body!][User 999: Yes. No, why did you kill our Yuna Ki!]

The majority of viewers began to accuse ‘User 20’ with half jokes and half seriousness.Then eventually.

[User 20: Oh, I’m sorry; I had no other intentions 😉

A viewer who raised suspicions raised a white flag.

Then she smiles brightly as if Yuna Kim remembers when she was depressed.

“it’s okay! So, this time she was alert!”

She then throws a ‘V’ at the camera as she lets out a cruel laugh.

This is the point at which the brief happenings are coming to an end.

[‘User 10013’ gave ‘500 Night Balloons’ as a gift.]

Sponsorship suddenly flew in. She was the first viewer.

[User 10013: Kim Jun-young, I’m sorry. I doubted the teacher. I will never again doubt the skill of the teacher…]

Viewers who sent support began to apologize in a serious tone.

“·················ogue.”

It was a random apology. I’ve been thinking about it, but lately I haven’t found anything that deserves an apology.

However, Yuna Kim, who was next to me, poked me in the side as she floats her hidden magician.

She said, “Hey, I guess I have something to apologize for. Isn’t it 10013-sama?”

Then he starts to laugh when he sees me. It’s been a long time since I smiled like a chatter cat. It looks like he did something. Come to think of it, they said there was a problem the other day…

“···Yes, user 10013, thank you for your support. Well, I don’t know who you are, but I’ll accept an apology first. So, will you enjoy watching my broadcast from now on?”

Whatever the case, thank you for your support. User 10013 then disappears leaving a short answer “Yes.”

and from then on.

“Let’s get stronger! Viewers across the country, wake up! Sniper Broadcast!”

Yuna Kim’s tension broke through her atmosphere.

* * *

Ding Dong-

She was cleaning up after the broadcast. A text alert sounded from the cell phone she had tucked inside her coat.

[Hello! Are you sure it’s Kim Jun-young’s 18th grade at Seoyul University?]

It looked like it was a text message from the university. As soon as I answered yes, a text message flew in.

[Oh, that’s right! My name is Su-ji Cha, the head of the 18th class ^^ We are going to Yonhap MT on the 15th. Can you attend?]

When I saw the text, I burst out laughing. They must be people in the same class, but they are treated like people they see for the first time.

All of this happened because I was doing university classes, broadcasting, and academy work at the same time.

But no matter how hard it is, it’s such a hard text… Even though I couldn’t participate in school events, I was listening to classes all the time…

It seems to be the case of repeating the life of coming in right before class starts, listening to the class at the back, and leaving as soon as class is over.

It was when I was thinking about what kind of text to send with such a bit of trembling.

Ding-Dong-

[My classmates really want to see me, but can’t you come?]

It was a letter that was full of freshness.

After receiving such a text message, it seemed that it was not very sincere to send only text messages.

Well, I’m not used to sending something by text message.

I slowly picked up the phone and pressed the call button.

OK.

[···Hello?]

A trembling voice was heard.