Chapter 241 – The Twins Make Love.
Today is the day the test results come out.
Before going home after all classes, the homeroom teacher was handing out the graded test papers again.
With a very nervous face, Seho was waiting for his name.
“Park Ji-won.”
“Ha Tae-seong.”
“Park Min-gyun.”
Children taking exam papers as they are called in turn.
Each returning child had a different facial expression.
There were some who were delighted with the unexpectedly high scores, while others were depressed by the results that fell short of expectations.
“Lee Se-ho.”
At the teacher’s call, Seho jumped up and ran to the front of the podium.
“It’s Seho. You can’t run in class.”
The teacher scolded him, but Seho only wanted to get the test papers quickly.
“Thank you!”
As soon as he received the test paper, Seho checked the letters written in red pencil on it.
[Math: 96]
[Language: 82]
[English: 78]
“Heeeee?”
Seho returned to his desk and made a sound that sounded like the cry of an unknown animal.
“What’s the matter? Are you Seho?”
“Ah. Just one more hit!”
To be honest, I knew that it would be realistically difficult to receive a gift if I received 90 points or more in all subjects my father gave me.
I could feel it just by solving problems on the day of the test.
However, confiscation of the game console when the score went down below 80 points, which was given by the mother, was too harsh.
And because it was even a difference of one issue, Seho’s anger was doubled.
“Lee Se-hwa.”
When the teacher called Sae-hwa’s name, Sae-hwa slowly stepped forward and accepted her test paper.
“Sehwa did well on the test this time~”
When the teacher praised her with a wide smile, Sehwa felt better.
Saehwa returns to her seat and checks the test papers.
[Math: 93]
[Language: 96]
[English: 100]
“Ah…”
Sehwa exclaims at the thought of how wasteful it is.
The last math problem was wrong from the beginning, so I answered yes, but the fact that I got two other things wrong made me feel very wasteful.
Even though Seho and Sehwa lived under the same roof, they evaluated each other’s grades with completely different standards.
“Park Jong-in.”
It was Jongin who was called to be Sehwa’s next hitter.
Let the servant approach the church with a straight gait.
The homeroom teacher called the entire class.
“Everyone! Since Jongin passed all of his exams this time, shall we give him a round of applause to show he did well?”
At the teacher’s words, class 3 began to hear whispers again.
“Wow! That’s awesome!”
“But Jongin always studied well.”
“Ah. I’ll give you some points.”
“Ruler. Applause for Jongin who worked hard!”
Clap clap clap clap
While the children were clapping with eyes mixed with envy, Jihoon was clapping leisurely with a very arrogant attitude.
He was the kind of applause he deserved anyway.
Even the children who are making a fuss now will look at you with the same eyes.
After about two children were called, Ji-hoon could hear his name.
“Jihoon Choi.”
Jihoon moves forward with a majestic gait.
A smile was in full bloom on Jihoon’s lips at the thought of receiving applause soon.
“Ruler. Jihoon.”
Teacher handing out exam papers.
Even though Jihoon received the test paper, he did not return to his seat and stood in front of it for a while.
“Does Jihoon have anything to say to the teacher?”
A different reaction from the servants.
It was at the moment when I wondered if the teacher was just being cold towards me like Sehwa.
Ji-hoon, who passed his test paper behind him, noticed something strange.
…Isn’t it 100 points?
Originally, Jihoon’s test paper, which should have totaled 300 points, had other numbers written on it.
Not even a single 100 was news like a thunderbolt to the boy.
“Jihoon?”
As the child standing in front of the podium turned pale, the homeroom teacher called the child by name once again.
“Ah… No.”
Ji-hoon returns to his seat with his hands shaking.
As soon as Jihoon sat down, he turned his head and turned his head towards Sehwa’s seat.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Sehwa doesn’t look at me.
Jihoon frowned as he looked at each test score.
[Math: 96]
[Language: 96]
[English: 92]
Of course it wasn’t something I couldn’t see.
It was a score to applaud for those who were clumsy or unable to study, but in the eyes of Ji-hoon, who had studied for a very long time, it was a score that was no different from garbage.
English.
Why did English, which said that it was easy and that there was nothing wrong with it, even got two problems wrong?
Jihoon opened her exam paper and looked for traces where the teacher had drawn a diagonal line instead of a circle.
There was one grammar problem that Ji-hoon got wrong, and one was a wrong notation of the answer.
When I rubbed my eyes again, it was a problem that could be hit by both.
The first question should have been written as are, not is, and the second question should have been written as number 3, and she had checked number 4 herself.
Branch filling.
That was the four-character idiom that best expressed Ji-hoon’s current state.
Sweat began to come out of the pencil in his hand.
No… How could it be so wrong.
It’s not that I didn’t study, how could I be so vainly wrong.
Jihoon couldn’t overcome the pain and tore his own hair.
He was himself
It was again lost to Park Jong-in.
I even told Saehwa that English is easy and that she would be hit all-back this time. What kind of humiliating situation is this?
Ah… If that’s the case, to Sehwa…
Jihoon raised his head slowly again and turned his eyes to where Saehwa was sitting.
It seemed that Ji-hoon kept hearing hallucinations that Sae-hwa hadn’t even spoken to.
[Jihoon says you don’t have 100 points?]
[Didn’t you take the exam better than me?]
[Sorry, but I have to play with Jongin.]
…I have to explain.
Afraid that Saehwa would think he was a liar or a braggart, Jihun jumped up and ran to Sehwa’s seat as soon as the teacher finished speaking.
“Se… Sehwa.”
“Huh?”
Saehwa stopped organizing her pencil case and looked up at Jihoon.
“Did your test score go well?”
“Just. What.”
It was not a score to personally boast about, so Sehwa spared his words.
“Okay?”
That meant that maybe Sehwa could have failed the exam better than herself.
Thank god. I’m so glad
“Jihoon, who are you? He said it would be 100 points right.”
Judging from the fact that the teacher didn’t tell them to clap a moment ago, Jihoon must have done something wrong.
“Ah. Almost never wrong.”
“Okay? Then how many 100 points are there?”
Regrettably, Ji-Hoon is wrong even in one or two revisions of all subjects.
The pupils of the boy who had predicted 300 points shook like crazy.
“Ah… There isn’t, but…”
“It’s Sehwa!”
As if he was all ready to go home, Jong-in came to Sae-hwa’s desk with his bag on his back.
After taking the test, the composition is exactly the same as yesterday.
It was a scene where nothing had changed, but Jihoon’s mind was incomparable to yesterday.
“Uh. Servant.”
“Do you want to go down to the front door with me?”
“Okay!”
As Sae-hwa smiled at Jong-in, who was hit by an all-back, Ji-hoon was dominated by more and more nasty emotions.
It was the moment when Sehwa finished organizing her bag and got up from her chair.
Ji-hoon suddenly grabs Se-hwa’s wrist.
“…Jihoon-ah?”
Sae-hwa, who had no interest in Ji-hoon’s grades, called his name as if he was somewhat embarrassed.
Why is he holding onto me without even going home?
“…I’m not wrong because I don’t know.”
Jihoon’s words could not be conveyed directly to Sehwa because he chanted in a small tone.
“It’s not that I’m wrong because I didn’t study!”
Ji-hoon shouted at Se-hwa with a sense of desperation, as if he sent Sae-hwa away now, he would be remembered as an idiot who could never get a 100 in her mind.
“Am I really good?”
From Ji-hoon’s point of view, she might be the male lead in the drama, but Ji-hoon in Sae-hwa’s eyes looked a bit scary.
“Okay, so let’s put this…”
“Then don’t be a servant and go home with me.”
The servant, who was good at studying but had no knack for stopping a fight, was at a loss.
Why the hell is Jihoon talking like that?
Sehwa gave a signal to Jongin with his eyes telling him to do something, but the panicked Jongin left the worst possible move.
“Ah… Then it’s Sehwa. Today, Jihoon and I go together!”
After saying that, Jong-in runs out the back door of the classroom.
I thought Jongin was still okay…
Sehwa was obsessed with the thought that all real boys are idiots like that.
“Leave this.”
Ultimately, you have to do your own thing.
“I’ll let you go if you promise to come with me.”
“Ah. No. Why do I have to go with you?”
“Then I won’t let this go.”
Ji-hoon becomes more impatient at Se-hwa’s contemptuous eyes and pushes himself.
“Let go!”
Saehwa tried to grab his arm, but Jihoon had the best grip, so the girl couldn’t shake off his arm.
“It’s Sehwa. You… Kuck!”
Sehwa’s eyes widened at the sound of the blow, which seemed painful to anyone to hear.
Jihoon got hit on the head properly.
“Let go! You bastard!”
Se-ho lashed out at Ji-hoon with the worst words his father uses while driving.
