Chapter 43 (2/2)

Juho gave another example, ”How about a leftover loaf?”

When a person had already had too much to eat, the smell of bread alone would be enough to make them nauseated . They'd probably want to go out and walk around more than anything .

”What's wrong with leftovers? It tastes fine once you microwave it . ”

”Besides, how do you not finish your bread?”

”Have you heard of the five-second rule?”

Seo Kw.a.n.g and Sun Hwa presented their arguments simultaneously . Being the only person who agreed with Juho, Bom looked around timidly . Of course, they had stomachs of steel at that age .

By the time everyone had enough opinions, Mr . Moon changed the subject of the discussion . He showed them a picture of a steep cliff . Its irregular surface gave off a dangerous feeling .

”That cliff looks pathetic compared to the real thing,” Seo Kw.a.n.g said mischievously . It was true . A picture of a cliff didn't hold a candle to the actual cliff .

”Then, a clay wall made by a child has gotta be the same way . ”

”Sure, but wouldn't it be different for the parents?”

”I guess so . They'd probably give anything for their child . ”

”They might give the child away for a gold!”

”I know my mom wouldn't!”

They moved onto the next phase, and Seo Kw.a.n.g said, ”What about a cliff made of gold?”

”That's not bad . ”

”Is that the best you got?” Sun Hwa gave her opinion right after .

Once the club members had a grasp of the activity, they raised and lowered the value of the subject . They had thought of a situation where a group of people simultaneously wanted the same thing . This time, Mr . Moon took out his cell phone . After tapping on its screen a few times, a sound came from his phone: Snore, pff, snore, pff, it was the rhythm of a person snoring .

”Who's that?”

”I can't tell you since it's my personal life . ”

The members quickly resumed their discussion with their eyes, 'Could it be him? No, it can't be . Maybe a roommate? Maybe it's just sound effect . '

They came up with all sorts of speculation . Juho too was dying to know, but out of respect for his teacher, he decided not to dig too deep . He did admire Mr . Moon's pa.s.sion for the club and ignored the suspicious looks the club members' eyes had as if on a mission .

”Make it more valuable than gold . ”

Making a snoring sound more valuable than gold was not an easy task . Juho rested his chin on his hand and let everyone else speak first .

”What if the recorder was made of gold?”

”Are you serious?”

”This is creative too . ”

'What if that snore came from somebody who couldn't afford to be shown with their guard down? If it was the snore of a person who had a lot to lose from their personal life being exposed, they'd be bound to have enemies . Especially so if they had to appear dignified on a regular basis . If the person who recorded it were to sell what they had captured, they could probably ask for quite a bit - like a piece of gold,' Juho thought as he listened to the two quarreling .

At that moment, Sun Hwa made a suggestion, ”How about this? What if we have people competing for who can snore the loudest for a gold prize? So-called: ”The Snoring Contest . ” The person in the recording would be the winner of the contest . Wouldn't it be worth the gold?”

”Well, there are million dollar legs . I'm sure there's a snore that's worth a piece of gold somewhere in this world . ”

”If this contest took place at night, I'd hate to be anywhere around it . ”

”Next door as well,” Juho added to Seo Kw.a.n.g' remark .

At least a family could wake him up . For a nextdoor neighbor, it would be a much more complicated situation .

”A snoring father,” Bom said timidly . She actually understood the mission now .

”Wouldn't a father snoring after a long, hard day at work be as precious as gold?”

”I miss my dad all of a sudden . ”

Seo Kw.a.n.g and Sun Hwa said simultaneously . Juho thought of his father going to bed early after coming late from work . He snored quite loud at times, but he wanted his dad to be healthy more than anything else, even if that meant he would snore for the rest of his life .

”I've heard snoring is a sign of bad health,” Sun Hwa said . Her sensitivity simply didn't last .

The students came up with a few more ideas for their discussion . As he sat still listening to them, Mr . Moon suddenly stood from his seat when it was time they start wrapping up . All eyes were focused on him, and he opened a shelf and took something out .

”Is that for us?” Sun Hwa asked .

”Uh… That's not…” Juho said out of reflex . He recognized what it was at once . In the past, he had seen the label on the bottle countless times .

”This is alcohol . ”

Mr . Moon had brought alcohol to school, and Seo Kw.a.n.g said, ”This is going to get you fired . ”

”It's for educational purposes . ”

”Still! The school will call the parents!”

”Not if I don't get caught,” he answered briefly .

It definitely wouldn't be good to be seen with alcohol at school . He had hid the bottle in a shelf because he was aware of that fact . Schools and alcohol didn't blend well . Juho stared into the shelf where the bottle was in . As familiar of the sight of it was, it was quite entertaining . Everyone was excited .

”But why did you bring this? Are we going to drink it?”

”I said it's for educational purposes . ”

There was a blunt sound as he opened the bottle, and everyone exclaimed in astonishment . Juho squinched his eyes and looked at the bottle in Mr . Moon's hand .

”Now, make this cheap . ”

”I want to smell it!” Seo Kw.a.n.g raised his hand .

He added an excuse as Mr . Moon looked at him . To allow for a more realistic imagination for the club members, he handed the bottle over to Seo Kw.a.n.g without hesitation . Like a dog, he put his nose over it . No one said anything, but they all waited for their turns .

”It does smell like alcohol!”

Since coming up to high school, Seo Kw.a.n.g had had experience with alcohol . His parents would let him take a few sips sometimes . However, seeing alcohol in school was an exciting experience . He pa.s.sed the bottle to Sun Hwa as she rushed him impatiently .

”It smells like alcohol,” she said .

Translated by: ShawnSuh. Edited by: SootyOwl I see what youre trying to do . I wont judge him by his age, Molley answered calmly as he brought his coffee to his mouth once again . By now, he was getting a grasp of that authors character and was slowly realizing that there was nothing ordinary about this Yun Woo Nabi had been talking about . From his perspective, Nabi didnt talk about her clients in too much detail . It was one of her strategies because higher expectations could also lead to greater disappointments . This time, it was different . She was full of confidence . No matter how high the expectation was, she was certain that he was not going to be disappointed . She hadnt been like that when she was working with Seo Joong Ahn not too long ago . OK . Im interested in taking a look . Do you have a sample for me? he said as he savored the nutty fragrance of coffee . Yes, of course . The materials she had prepared went over to Molleys hands . * Heres a loaf of bread, Mr . Moon said as he placed a loaf of bread onto the desk with it still wrapped . All eyes were on the bread . It was a m.u.f.fin . Turn this bread into gold . His mission didnt make a lot of sense, so Sun Hwa asked, What do you mean by turn it into gold? The members looked at each other . Are you telling us to plate it with gold? Well, thats not too bad . Juho Woo, give us an example, Mr . Moon spoke ambiguously . Then he looked at Juho, who had was resting his chin on his hand . Juho stopped himself from smirking at being called out all of a sudden . Hes so certain that Ill have something, he thought . What is it? Did you get it? Sun Hwa asked . Juho did understand the instructions . Though he was planning on keeping his mouth shut, he was forced to speak by suddenly becoming the center of attention . A loaf of bread after starving for three days . Aha! Everyone understood with that one sentence alone . Just the thought alone was enough to understand how precious the bread must have been . Before a person who had been starving for three days, a loaf of bread would be much more precious than gold . They probably wouldnt trade it for gold . I see . Thats what he meant, Seo Kw.a.n.g murmured . All together, the club members understood the entirety of that days lesson from Juhos example . Once they understood, it actually sounded sounded fun, and everyone willingly started discussing their ideas with one another . OK, lets do this . They brainstormed as they sat around the bread . That loaf of bread had to be made precious, so everyone thought as hard as they could while looking piercingly at its smooth, golden brown surface . What if everyone was sharing a loaf? Bom said . It probably makes the bread more valuable than it is when only one persons eating it . Wouldnt it still be less valuable than gold? Yeah, I guess youre right . She smiled awkwardly as she scratched her head . Juhos example was stuck in their minds . They couldnt think of something different . Seo Kw.a.n.g spoke up next, What about having a loaf to yourself without having anyone else knowing? Eh, thats a little ambiguous . Sun Hwa tilted her head, Wouldnt he feel guilty for tricking others? she thought . The word betrayal was as far as it could be from the word gold . Seo Kw.a.n.g argued, Why? Theres a saying that food tastes best when youre eating in secret . You dont know if someone chose to eat that loaf of bread in secret even with a piece of gold in front of you . Maybe hes right . Who would do that? This guy . Youre funny . I think Id feel guilty too . Gold would be better . Seo Kw.a.n.g clicked his tongue at Boms answer as he quarreled with Sun Hwa . Well, I think it depends on how you set the situation . Try to be more specific . For example, being surrounded by the people youd hate to be around, Juho said . I actually wouldnt feel all that guilty . What if everyones stranded and on the verge of starving to death? It wouldnt be weird to choose bread over gold . Sun Hwa, Seo Kw.a.n.g, and Baron answered Juho in order . Baron was drawing something on his sketchbook as he spoke nonchalantly . Bom clapped timidly, and Sun Hwa placed her hand on her temple . She seemed upset . Why couldnt I think of that? Isnt it because youre not as quick as Juho? She retaliated with her hand at Seo Kw.a.n.g mocking her . As he looked at the two close friends, Juho said, Lets not compare ourselves to others and make ourselves feel small . That tranquility . I hate how politically correct he can be . Haha! Juho laughed it off . Sun Hwa glared at him as he laughed peacefully, and Bom said timidly, Then the bread in another persons hand must look more valuable . Theres a saying that the gra.s.s always looks greener on the other side . Clap, clap, clap . Mr . Moon clapped at Boms words . He seemed proud of her . Their discussion was going much better than he had antic.i.p.ated . Then, lets try the opposite this time . Make it worthless . Less than dirt . The members got together excitedly, and Seo Kw.a.n.g said, Let it sit for a few days . Itll go bad, and n.o.body will be able to eat it . It was simple, but it wasnt wrong either . You might as well throw it on the ground, Sun Hwa seemed unsatisfied with his answer . Juho gave another example, How about a leftover loaf? When a person had already had too much to eat, the smell of bread alone would be enough to make them nauseated . Theyd probably want to go out and walk around more than anything . Whats wrong with leftovers? It tastes fine once you microwave it . Besides, how do you not finish your bread? Have you heard of the five-second rule? Seo Kw.a.n.g and Sun Hwa presented their arguments simultaneously . Being the only person who agreed with Juho, Bom looked around timidly . Of course, they had stomachs of steel at that age . By the time everyone had enough opinions, Mr . Moon changed the subject of the discussion . He showed them a picture of a steep cliff . Its irregular surface gave off a dangerous feeling . That cliff looks pathetic compared to the real thing, Seo Kw.a.n.g said mischievously . It was true . A picture of a cliff didnt hold a candle to the actual cliff . Then, a clay wall made by a child has gotta be the same way . Sure, but wouldnt it be different for the parents? I guess so . Theyd probably give anything for their child . They might give the child away for a gold! I know my mom wouldnt! They moved onto the next phase, and Seo Kw.a.n.g said, What about a cliff made of gold? Thats not bad . Is that the best you got? Sun Hwa gave her opinion right after . Once the club members had a grasp of the activity, they raised and lowered the value of the subject . They had thought of a situation where a group of people simultaneously wanted the same thing . This time, Mr . Moon took out his cell phone . After tapping on its screen a few times, a sound came from his phone: Snore, pff, snore, pff, it was the rhythm of a person snoring . Whos that? I cant tell you since its my personal life . The members quickly resumed their discussion with their eyes, Could it be him? No, it cant be . Maybe a roommate? Maybe its just sound effect . They came up with all sorts of speculation . Juho too was dying to know, but out of respect for his teacher, he decided not to dig too deep . He did admire Mr . Moons pa.s.sion for the club and ignored the suspicious looks the club members eyes had as if on a mission . Make it more valuable than gold . Making a snoring sound more valuable than gold was not an easy task . Juho rested his chin on his hand and let everyone else speak first . What if the recorder was made of gold? Are you serious? This is creative too . What if that snore came from somebody who couldnt afford to be shown with their guard down? If it was the snore of a person who had a lot to lose from their personal life being exposed, theyd be bound to have enemies . Especially so if they had to appear dignified on a regular basis . If the person who recorded it were to sell what they had captured, they could probably ask for quite a bit - like a piece of gold, Juho thought as he listened to the two quarreling . At that moment, Sun Hwa made a suggestion, How about this? What if we have people competing for who can snore the loudest for a gold prize? So-called: The Snoring Contest . The person in the recording would be the winner of the contest . Wouldnt it be worth the gold? Well, there are million dollar legs . Im sure theres a snore thats worth a piece of gold somewhere in this world . If this contest took place at night, Id hate to be anywhere around it . Next door as well, Juho added to Seo Kw.a.n.g remark . At least a family could wake him up . For a nextdoor neighbor, it would be a much more complicated situation . A snoring father, Bom said timidly . She actually understood the mission now . Wouldnt a father snoring after a long, hard day at work be as precious as gold? I miss my dad all of a sudden . Seo Kw.a.n.g and Sun Hwa said simultaneously . Juho thought of his father going to bed early after coming late from work . He snored quite loud at times, but he wanted his dad to be healthy more than anything else, even if that meant he would snore for the rest of his life . Ive heard snoring is a sign of bad health, Sun Hwa said . Her sensitivity simply didnt last . The students came up with a few more ideas for their discussion . As he sat still listening to them, Mr . Moon suddenly stood from his seat when it was time they start wrapping up . All eyes were focused on him, and he opened a shelf and took something out . Is that for us? Sun Hwa asked . Uh… Thats not… Juho said out of reflex . He recognized what it was at once . In the past, he had seen the label on the bottle countless times . This is alcohol . Mr . Moon had brought alcohol to school, and Seo Kw.a.n.g said, This is going to get you fired . Its for educational purposes . Still! The school will call the parents! Not if I dont get caught, he answered briefly . It definitely wouldnt be good to be seen with alcohol at school . He had hid the bottle in a shelf because he was aware of that fact . Schools and alcohol didnt blend well . Juho stared into the shelf where the bottle was in . As familiar of the sight of it was, it was quite entertaining . Everyone was excited . But why did you bring this? Are we going to drink it? I said its for educational purposes . There was a blunt sound as he opened the bottle, and everyone exclaimed in astonishment . Juho squinched his eyes and looked at the bottle in Mr . Moons hand . Now, make this cheap . I want to smell it! Seo Kw.a.n.g raised his hand . He added an excuse as Mr . Moon looked at him . To allow for a more realistic imagination for the club members, he handed the bottle over to Seo Kw.a.n.g without hesitation . Like a dog, he put his nose over it . No one said anything, but they all waited for their turns . It does smell like alcohol! Since coming up to high school, Seo Kw.a.n.g had had experience with alcohol . His parents would let him take a few sips sometimes . However, seeing alcohol in school was an exciting experience . He pa.s.sed the bottle to Sun Hwa as she rushed him impatiently . It smells like alcohol, she said .