Chapter 11 (2/2)
Myohan didn’t know what he meant by that. Of course, he was too bewildered to say anything. O Shin glanced at him and whispered, “A snake’s mind is hard to understand.”
See?
“I told you, we already have him.”
O Shin gritted his teeth to think how Sajun had looked, crouching and blushing. Myohan had caught the snake. So it would never be able to escape. Now, the snake was in the cat’s hands.
“The answer to question No.14 is choice 5.”
“Aagh!”
“I thought it was choice three!”
Circle.
“The answer to question No.15 is choice 3.”
“Oh, I shouldn’t have changed it.”
“I was right to change to it!”
Circle.
“Write-out question No.1: converge to 0.”
“Will there be partial points?”
“As if it’ll make any difference for you.”
“Hey!”
X…
“There will be partial points, just wait.”
No, a triangle, for undecided.
“Write-out question No.2: 1806.”
“And does that have partial points?”
“You’ll get 1 point if your answer is right, but there’ll be no partial points for the solving process.”
“What the, how was I supposed to get the answer right without the solving process?”
Circle.
“As for question No. 3, x is 1 or 1/…”
“Hey, Yuja! Please tell me the answer to question 2 again!”
“Hey, Byeon Sinsul, don’t stop him!”
“….1/2.”
Circle.
“I’ll put the key here, so take a look at them and give your wrong answer notes to Chookjae.”
“What? We have to make wrong answer notes?”
The classroom was in chaos. Myohan, who had been half-heartedly grading his test papers, turned at the eyes looking at him.
“What?”
It was O Shin. He had been looking at Myohan for some time without looking at his own test papers. He smiled to see Myohan’s test papers full of circles. He had felt it for some time, but Myohan was surprisingly diligent.
“You’re better than studying at I thought.”
“Of course.”
The day he captured the snake, when Myohan went to his homeroom teacher, he was told he could stop cleaning the library. He was excited to hear that, thinking all of his hard work was being recognized, but then his teacher ruined his good mood with just one sentence.
‘The midterm exams start tomorrow. You should study.’
Myohan had forgotten that cherry blossoms always came with midterm exams.
As O Shin said, he was a surprisingly hard-working student, so he started to study, although he didn’t have much time.
He didn’t even have time to rejoice about catching the snake. Thankfully, he had been born smart. Or else he would have failed the tests and been scolded hard by his teacher.
“Let’s play soccer!”
In any case, the three-day long midterm exams were over now. When Sinsul finished grading his last test paper, which was math, he jumped up and down with a soccer ball in his arm.
He kept wailing about how he hadn’t been able to play soccer during the midterm exams. (Not because he studied, but because there had been no one to play the team sport with.) A few of his classmates pitied him and decided to play with him, but then Yuja, the class president, hit the teacher’s table hard.
“Stay where you are, and focus.”
Sinsul yelled, “Why are you stopping? We are going to play soccer!”
“It’s important.”
But Yuja took care of his protest, easily and firmly. He put his glasses up as he saw Sinsul sit down without saying anything more.
His charisma was enough to make the excited boys calm down. When they were all seated, he showed them a piece of paper. It was a guideline about the school festival.
“The school festival is in two weeks. Each class must put up a play. I know none of you will raise your hand, but I’ll ask out of courtesy. Who wants to be in the play?”
No one said anything, of course. Why would any of them be made a laughingstock in front of the whole school? Myohan looked out the window, completely uninterested. O Shin also looked at them.
But Yuja had expected such a reaction, so he started to write on the blackboard.