Complaints flowed from the beginning of Chung-Myung's mouth, which entered the place of a long writer with a frown on his face.
"No, it hasn't been long since I've finished, and I'm in a hurry to...….Huh?"
But he soon slipped out of his mouth.
The atmosphere of the people gathered inside was so different from what I thought. I don't know about anything else, but Hyun Jong...….
Uh... Why are you lying down?
No, did that fall back?
"Come on, long man!"
"Wake up, Jang Moon-in!"
"SoSo! Call SoSo! Hurry up and Sosso...What? Soso! Now, let's see what we can do about it's a long story!
"Oh, my god!"
At that moment, Hyun Jong raised his upper body and breathed in like a man who ran out of the water while diving. The white face seemed like a man who had been taken out of the water just before he drowned.
"This…" This, this……what is this…….”
His hands trembled visibly loud. Then the book that was lifted shook as well.
"Now, Zaha…… Now…… you…….”
It's your ball.’
Chung-Myung returned to his usual, unnerving face with relief.
Hyun Jong glared at Baek Cheon with distrust, astonishment, fear (?) and anger in his eyes.
"Oh, what the hell is this?…Why all of a sudden? This?"
Baek Cheon answered politely.
"It was discovered in the process of recovering the remains of Sajo."
"Do you mean this?…?”
He replied loudly with a proud look on his face and nodded. If Jang Moon-in hugs me with a face full of joy, I think about whether I should hug him or not.
But somehow Hyun Jong's response was a little different from his expectations.
"……why would you…"…now?"
When Hyun Jong asked with a blank face, Baek Cheon scratched the back of his head.
"Since I'm doing my homework seriously, it's right to report when you have a little bit of time…….Argh!"
At that moment, Hyun Jong, who jumped over the table in front of him like a thunderbolt, kicked Baek Cheon's chest with both feet.
Everyone's eyes popped out when Baek Cheon fell back in the unexpected attack.
What did I just see?…?’
"Did the writer beat him to death?"
'No, beating is beating.…Kick in the air kick?
Hyun Jong, who had fallen on the floor, jumped up and shouted.
"Hey, you crazy bastard! You know what this is, and you're reporting it later! I don't know what this is...….Ugh!"
"Come on, long man!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Soso, come on!
Chung-Myung was standing still and grinning at the chaotic scene.
What a mess.
Chong Jin아. Close your eyes for a second.
A little later.
In a sullen mood, Baek Cheon lowered his head and Hyun Jong stared with his ax eyes open.
"I thought I could report it to you later."
Hyun Jong's blood-stained hand grabbed the inkstone on the desk.
"Come on, Jang Moon-in! Let's calm down for now.
"It's Baek Cheon! It's not Chung-Myung!"
"If Chung-Myung did this, I wouldn't even talk! That's the guy! That's the problem! How can a great student not know the importance of the matter? Hey, dude! What an important thing this is!"
"Please calm down. Long-written man. What would he know? We're still experienced."
Hyun Sang dried Hyun Jong with a serious face.
And Baek Cheon looked at him with blank eyes.
I mean... uh, obviously...….Elder, there's something we've worked on this time, and I don't know if I should tell you now...….
- This is not the time. Let's talk after I'm done.
At that moment, Hyun Sang and Baek Cheon's eyes met in Ho Gong.
Hyun Sang's eyes clearly expressed his will, "If you shake your mouth half-heartedly, you will experience desperate punishment accompanied by power and violence."
Baek Cheon closed his eyes gently in sorrow. The long tail of the eyes became moist.
Oh, my God, trust me.…. No, I don't trust anyone.Derney.
At that time, Woon-gum, who was quietly watching the situation, quietly changed the subject.
"By the way, a long writer. Is the salary very important?”
"Huh? Oh……. This emergency……….”
Baek Cheon looked back at the ungum with a look of emotion.
I felt betrayed by Sa Sook-jo was filled with the consideration of the ungum.
Hyun Jong turned over a few pages of the class with trembling hands. It was a careful touch because the bookshelf would be damaged. After a while, he closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice.
"This salary is…….”
"……I'm your ball."
A heavy silence fell on the hall.
Ungum, whose face got worse, opened his mouth to Hyun Jong.
"Yes, you, too. Why would I...….”
"Your ball is…… What is it?"
Hyun Jong looked straight at the ungum with a puzzled expression.
"Don't you know?"
"Yes, I am...….”
"You don't know?"
"……I've never told you said.
Hyun Jong tilted his head wonderfully.
"I'll tell you... Didn't you?
His eyes glanced at Baek Cheon with a hint of apology. But for a moment, the gaze returned to another place faster than the speed at which it had come.
Baek Cheon's face, who had roughly guessed the situation, was frustrated. Yoon-jong snatched him by the shoulder and patted him.
"…That's what it is, Sasook."
Hyun Jong coughed awkwardly in vain and said.
"This master of self-defense is the greatest accomplishment of Hwasan."
"……Oh, come to think of it. But I think it had a different name...…. Isn't it the self-deprecation period?"
"Yes, this one."
Yun-jong took the book out of his arms and looked blankly at it. The eyes gradually expanded and blood began to rise.
"Ee, where else did you get this?"
"…It's like an emergency you had, but I recovered it from that con man. It says "Lower self."
"There's a plum print behind you."
"Oh, yes. It looks like one book, but it's two, one self-deprecation and one plum print."
Shocked and shocked again swept through the lengthy place.
Having managed to come to his senses, Hyun Jong alternately looked at the scaffolding and the five swords on the floor several times.
However, he finally gave up thinking and clasped his face with both hands, trying to hold his face with both hands.
"What the hell are these guys doing?
You went to catch the impersonator, and you picked up your own ball? It's not a stone that's falling off the street...….
And I've been collecting such things, but why did I sneak in now like it's nothing? You nutbags!
"…What you need to think about is coming out of the closet."
"Huh? De, did you hear that?”
'Yes... 'You idiots!'
Hyun Jong coughed in vain with a slightly heated face.
"So…… this is…….”
"Oh! I'm so frustrated!"Hyun Young, who had remained still until now, couldn't overcome his hyperplasia and suddenly became irritated. Then Hyun Jong snatched the ball he was holding.
"This is the ball of your own! It's self-deprecation to be there!"
"…are you two different?”
"It's different! The self-descent is Hwasan's top-level airspace. Seven-star or plum blossoms are different."
"And what about the ball?"
"Your ball is a further ignorance. It's the best skill that can only be mastered by Hawsan's long storyteller."
The admiration and awe of Hwasan's disciples were all drawn to the ball in Hyun Young's hands.
Of course, I thought it was a great martial arts, but I didn't think it was a true season that only the long man of Hwasan could learn.
"But why is it there...….”
Why was there a non-literate person holding the martial arts that only the long-literate can learn? Hwasan's thirteen-year-old writer is Cheon Mun Jin.….
"Give it to me.”
When Hyun Jong reached out, Hyun Young quickly handed over the emergency.
Receiving the emergency, Hyun Jong sighed deeply and carefully placed the emergency on the tea table.
Hyun Jong, who was smiling in vain as if he was out of his mind, asked Baek Cheon.
"Did your father say he hid himself in a deep cave?"
"Yes, Jang Moon-in."
"……Yes, I see. My lord……."
Hyun Jong, who was understanding the approximate circumstances, nodded quietly.
Hyun Jong's eyes are wet looking at the ball.
This self-inflicted ball is nothing more than a symbol of the Hwasan long-written man.
Although he was raised to the post of a long-written man in Hwasan's will, he and his predecessor had no choice but to hold in their hearts the fact that they were half-hearted who had not mastered the ball.
But the self-destructor, which had been a lifelong lack, finally returned to the arms of Hawsan.
"The grace of thought...…same as the hae...….”
Hyun Jong murmured in a wet voice and stroked the half-done cover of the self-inflicted ball. And he said.
"A footless drink."
"Yes, Jang Moon-in."
Hyun Sang answered quickly with a serious face.
"Reclaim the pay to see if it's authentic, and see if there's a problem. If there is any damage or if it is, can it be restored?"
"It's a matter of great importance, put your heart and soul into it.”
"Yes, Jang Moon-in! But……."
But Hyun Sang, who had been answering loudly all along, hesitated a little.
"I can check the self-lowering period and the plum blossoms. Of course, I've never seen it before, so it could take a long time to figure out what it really means, but it's not that difficult to check against Hawsan's."
"Well, you do?"
"But…… it's impossible for me to confirm your balls."
"Hwasan's law says that the only person who can learn about self-harm is the lengthy writer. You are not allowed to read unless you are a lengthy writer. To see the true meaning of the class by looking at it with your eyes is to learn the class."
"Huh? Really? Then what was he?”
During the serious conversation, everyone's attention was drawn to the voice that suddenly intervened.
Suddenly, Chung-Myung shook his hand, smiling awkwardly.
"Hehe... don't mind me. Where is it a day or two?"
It is true that it is not a day or two.
But I don't usually say that myself, Chung-Myung.
"Well, then what should I do?""Even if you give me special powers to see your ball, the order has changed. It is ridiculous for me to check the martial arts that Jang Moon-in did not learn first. You've done yourself a favor.…I think you'll have to check it out for yourself."
"Yes, Jang Moon-in!"
Hyun Sang's voice was a little rousing.
"It's a science that can only be learned by a long-time hwasan writer. Of course, seeing and learning in person would be the best!"
At that moment, all of Hwasan's disciples gathered in the room and paid attention to Hyun Jong with sparkling eyes.
It was impossible not to read the young expectations in those eyes. A cold sweat began to flow on Hyun Jong's back.
"Hwasan's best ignorance."
"The strongest craftsmanship that only a man of letters can master!"
"So how much stronger is the man of letters?’
Won't Chung-Myung be beaten?’
Under the eyes of anyone who might feel pressured and want to run away, Hyun Jong asked Hyun Sang again.
"Yes, Jang Moon-in."
"At this age?"
"…Is there anything wrong with age?"
Hyun Jong's head jolted down.
Even though they were in the same class, their minds and eyes were completely different from when they saw the class a while ago.
You want me to learn this?’
The best of the Hwasanian school? At this age?
Hyun Jong slowly raised his head. Looking at the expectations pouring down, he smiled unknowingly brightly.
This is elder abuse.