I Become a Doting Father 68

I Become a Doting Father chapter 68

Sun Woo Young

It was really fortunate to find Yeondoo and Sieun right away.

Dark darkness. Crowded crowds. No means of contact.

If you had lost your children in this environment, it would have been hard to find.

I’ve been thinking about it.’

I thought over and over again since I left home. Let’s never take our eyes off Yeondoo.

However, the last moment of carelessness almost led to an accident.

“Whoo…”

I ran around and checked the children, and I took a breath of relief.

But I’m glad I found it, but there was a problem.

It was none other than the current state of the children.

What happened, Yeondoo?”

“Oh, Dad…”

While Yeondoo was about to say something.

Knock, knock, knock.

Shin Se-yeon, who followed, arrived where I was.

She gasped, holding her knees, perhaps out of breath.

It was the aftermath of running with uncomfortable shoes because they suddenly followed me.

“Oh, I’m out of breath…”

“I thought they were gone, and I was so surprised. I’m sorry I ran all of a sudden.

“No, I forgot, but I’m looking for it.

I’m glad you’re here.”

She stood up with her hands off her knees, saying so.

Slippery!

Huh?

But Shin Se-yeon lost her balance and stumbled.

As soon as he tried to stand up, his heels were twisted.

The hand responded immediately.

S

Both hands wrapped around Shin Se-yeon’s shoulder and supported her so that she would not fall.

Fortunately, it was right in front of me, so I was able to deal with it on time.

I pulled her up straight and pulled her back.

“Are you all right?”

She answered gibberish, perhaps surprised.

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine.

“Did you sprained your ankle?

“No! It’s because I lost my balance for a while..”

“That’s a relief.”

Thank you for holding me.’

“No, it’s because of me.’,

It was a relief that there was no injury.

Hey, if I sprained my ankle, I would’ve been so sorry.

Now that I knew there were no injuries, it was my turn to get back to the point.

I turn my head and look at the children.

“I said,” he said.

“So, what’s going on, guys?”

Only then did Shin Se-yeon also look surprised when she checked the condition of the children.

It was natural to be surprised. Both of them were so wet.

I wouldn’t have gone into the fountain since you asked me to.

I wondered why the clothes were wet.

“Oh, I didn’t think you’d enjoy it.”

“What?

“I don’t think I’m going to enjoy it if I get close.

Yo…

The reason why the clothes were wet was simpler than I thought.

It was Yeondoo who was amazed that her clothes wouldn’t get wet by the splashing water.

So, he held hands with Sieun and went to the fountain with one footprints.

I thought it wouldn’t get wet.’

However, the closer it got, the stronger the splashing water would be.

By the time I noticed that, my clothes were already wet.

It must have been after he went away.

I smiled and said to Sieun.

“Sieun, you didn’t know, did you?””

Sieun turned her head around when I said it.

But I could see it in my eyes. Sieun’s red face.

Is it a shame that I didn’t know?

He was still a five-year-old even though he was mature for his age.

I looked at Shin Se-yeon and said,

I think I’ll have to go home like this.

“Kkk, I know,”

We stood there for the last time and looked at the fountain.

A stream of water rising from every hole into the air.

I felt like I was saying goodbye to us who are going back now.

* * *

Inside a high school classroom in Seoul.

At lunchtime, the students gathered to talk.

It was here.

Among them, the student in the chair said with his feet on the desk.

“LOL. It was so funny.”

“Why?”

“No, I said spotted watch, and I smoked behind the cafeteria building.”

“You mean the one with the crown on his forehead?

“Oh, that bird, but before I could wash it all, the scholar walked in.”

Talking about smoking at school in someone else’s classroom in a loud voice.

a male student

Some students frowned. But I couldn’t express it on the outside.

Oh Sung Hyuk, who I’m talking about now, was quite a celebrity in school.

Unlike the adult world, school was a place where one-dimensional logic of power was very important.

From that point of view, Oh Sung-hyuk was seen as the most powerful man.

185cm tall, muscular, broad shoulders.

And Oh Sung-hyuk’s fighting skills from such overwhelming physical strength is the school.

made it possible to reign

Except for student supervisors, there was no need to read the room.

How to speak and act against him can be no one is.

That’s why a student is playing along with what Oh Sung-hyuk is saying.

“So what happened?”

“What do you mean, giggle. I left the dots alone, and I cut him off.’

“That’s hilarious.”

Inside, I feel sorry for the dots.

I had no choice but to do so.

If you want to make your school life comfortable, you have to please them.

At that time, Oh Sung-hyuk’s eyes went somewhere. It was a file on the desk.

“What’s this?”

There was no reason to hesitate as always.

Oh Sung-hyuk immediately took out the paper inserted in the file.

There was a picture on the paper.

Oh Sung-hyuk, who was looking at the picture for a while, said,

I did

“Oh, my God, you’re such a good painter.”

It was a picture of a woman that I could admire for a second.

Oh Sung-hyuk opened his mouth waving the picture.

“Hey, who drew this?”

The student who had been trying to please just now replied.

“It’s Sun Woo Young. good at drawing

We won several awards in the auditorium. Haven’t you seen it, Sunghyuk?

“Can you tell just by the name? I’m in class 15 and there are over 600 students in my first year of school. How am I supposed to know him?

“Well, that’s true.”

Well, I’d know every kid.”

“Ha ha. Right.

It was arrogant, but I didn’t know it was wrong.

If fighting is the standard, Oh Sung Hyuk was the strongest out of 600 people.

“Well…”

Oh Sung-hyuk looked at the painting for a while and smiled.

It was an expression that made me think of something interesting.

“Hey, Dong Woo.”

“Huh?”

“When is he coming?

“I don’t know. What about that?”

I’m just going to ask him to draw something funny. I’m sick of what I usually watch. I’ll look at some high-quality pictures.

I want to.”

Oh Sung-hyuk talked excitedly.

The high-quality painting he was talking about was not a work of art.

I was going to ask him to paint a racy picture.

Cho Dong-woo, who was listening to the story, carefully brought it up.

“Hey, Sunghyuk.”

“Uh.”

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to ask her to do that.”

“What? Why?”

“Actually, he’s a bit of a nut job. Especially when it comes to art. He can’t even touch his paintings, so he might be angry with what you’re holding right now…… II

“Hey.”

“Huh?”

“You idiot. Are you kidding me?”

In an instant, the atmosphere became ugly.

Oh Sung-hyuk put the picture on the desk with frightened Cho Dong-woo in front of him.

And I grabbed the blue pen in front of me.

A O and A

The woman’s face in the picture began to change.

Oh Sung-hyuk drew tears, runny nose, and saliva on his face.

The reason for ruining the painting was simple. It was to show off to the eyes of dozens of people in the classroom.

I’m the kind of person who can act like this.

“It’s more likely.”

Oh Sung-hyuk grabbed the painting again with a satisfied expression.

It was then.

Slowly.

It was an ironical timing.

The student who opened the door was none other than Sun Woo-young. The eyes of the students naturally turned.

Sun Woo-young walked straight to his seat.

But a big guy was taking up his seat with his legs on his desk.

“What? Get out of the way.”

“You’re Sunwoo Young. Baby. You look pretty because you’re not an art student.”

Oh Sung-hyuk replied with a smirk.

I didn’t mean to pick a fight.

I just said the first impression I saw and felt.

Sunwoo Young, who he saw, had a sharp image and a double appearance.

“It’s an exaggeration to say that you look pretty.”

I thought he might be a big guy because he said he’s crazy.

It was completely different from what I thought. In a word, he was a pushover.

Oh Sung-hyuk thinks so, but I heard something that can’t be ignored.

I don’t know what you’re doing, but you’re ugly.’

For a moment, Oh Sung-hyuk doubted his ears.

I’ve never been told that I’m ugly except for my parents.

Oh Sung-hyuk said, opening his eyes fiercely.

“What did you say?”

“You’re ugly, you.”

Students began to murmur in an unusual atmosphere.

Before getting angry at the word ugly, Oh thought of one thing.

‘You don’t know about me.’

I don’t know what kind of person you are,’ he said.

By analogy, I could see that this guy had no basic common sense.

About who should never be touched in school.

In comparison, it was seen as a herbivore that did not recognize predators.

So Oh Sung-hyuk decided to give him another chance.

“Ha ha, it hasn’t been a semester yet.

I know. It can happen if you don’t know. It can do that.”

Smiling like that, Oh Sung-hyuk brought up the point. It was no less a request to paint a racy picture. If he understood the atmosphere and listened to the request, he was going to move on.

But the answer that came back was no different than just now.

No, it was rather stronger.

“Get out of here.”

At this point, he was a fool to endure.

There was no reason to put up with it. To this little, weak little bastard.

A picture you want is something you can hit and take. As I’ve done so far.

Boom

Oh Sung-hyuk, who had a fever, put the paper hard on his desk.

Naturally, Sunwoo Young’s eyes turned toward the paper.

Sunwoo Young’s eyes began to shake after checking the picture.

“Hey.”

“Did you do this?”

Oh Sung-hyuk replied, raising the corners of his mouth.

“Oh, that? Do you like it? The picture is a bit dull……”

Gasp!

Suddenly, the sound of watermelon cracking rang out in the classroom.

It happened in an instant.

Sunwoo Young was holding the brush handle and he hit Oh Sung Hyuk’s head.

“Argh!”

The pain was greater because it was an unexpected blow.

Sunwoo Young’s brush strokes didn’t stop there.

Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!

It’s a mess!

The fight didn’t last long.

* * *

Pyeonghwa High School Art Room.

A student whose face was plastered with bandages was drawing.

He was none other than Sun Woo-young.

Let’s move. Sneak, Sneak.

The pencil danced flexibly on the paper.

There was a middle-aged man looking at it.

I was Hong Soo-chan, an art teacher who has been in Pyeonghwa High School for more than 10 years.

Why would someone who can’t even fight fight?”

Sun Woo-young answered while drawing.

“So you messed up the painting, and you’re staying still?”

“So… did you just go for it and get hit? Look at his face, his face.”

“It doesn’t matter because I didn’t hurt my hand. that

“Ligo…”

I didn’t just get hit, I was just going to say it, but I shut up.

I’ve had a few strokes on the head with a brush, but it’s true that I got hit a lot more.

It was only ugly to talk about it.

Still, it was satisfying to think of a few big bumps on his fucking scalp.

It’s a relief that it ended lightly as a school volunteer.

It won’t be a big problem to paint.

“Hm… ”

Hong Soo-chan looked at Sunwoo Young quietly and opened his mouth.

“Anyway, the painting is unfortunate. It would have been a precious painting.

“It’s okay, you know.”

“What? “…

“I’m a genius. The picture is…

I’ll just have to lie.

Hong Soo-chan burst out laughing.

The student’s face didn’t change at all even though he got hit and his face messed up.

In fact, Sun Woo-young was redrawing the picture that Oh Sung-hyuk ruined.

As a habit, preaching broke out of Hong Soo-chan’s mouth.

“I’ve told you, there are people who are more talented than you. If you want to develop further, you’d better throw away your pride.

To be honest, Sun Woo-young had a tremendous artistic talent.

an absolutely unacceptable

Your OS •

It was really rare to see such a talented student.

I’ve never seen a student even though I’ve been a teacher for more than 10 years.

‘But.’

I’ve rarely seen it, not without it.

Sun Woo-young smiled and said.

“Are you going to talk about that student again?,,

There was always a student who used Hong Soo-chan as an example whenever he did this.

I was one of the students who taught me before.

“Well, you’re not as good as him when it comes to talent.

“Then you should bring him in. Let me see with my own eyes how great it is.”

It’s noisy, and you have to go out, so draw and go home on your own.”

“You’re avoiding me again. Be honest with me. You made up a student you didn’t have because of me, didn’t you?”

“I’m not going to be quiet.

At Hong Soo-chan’s shouting, Sunwoo-young pouted and murmured.

Then he opened his mouth as if he had thought of something.

“Oh, that’s right. But teacher. I’ve seen a talented person.

“Talented? In art?

“Yes, not as much as I do, but you’re having a lot of fun.”

While having such a conversation, Hong Soo-chan left the art room.

Hong Soo-chan, who was walking down the hall, grimaced.

‘There’s no way I can tell you.’

I had talked to Woo-young as if he had been a big fan of her.

No, it’s true that he was actually a favorite.

But now I don’t even have his contact information. I couldn’t bring myself to say it.

Besides, there was a fact that was most important than anything else.

That the disciple gave up art.

You’re a fool.

Years have passed, but the more I think about it, the more bitter it is.

He was the one who only brought Ham.

By the way, I suddenly got another curiosity.

It was about ‘Four Talents’ that Sun Woo-young just said.

“It’s the first time Woo Young has said that.’

It was the first time to call someone else talented.

Who could it be? You met him at the academy?

I thought it would be better to ask next time.

Meanwhile, Sunwoo Young was drawing in the art studio.

Woo-young briefly put down the pencil while sketching.

Tuck

‘I’ve broken my concentration.’

I lost my concentration while talking to the teacher.

I remember going to Children’s Grand Park yesterday.

I naturally remembered the man I met that day.

I liked him six times.’

I watched carefully without knowing.

The hand holding the brush, how to mix colors, and even how to draw pictures.

Strangely enough, each of them felt strange to the man.

Sun Woo-young had thought about it while looking at it. I thought this might be a talent.

I got your number.’

I was thinking of contacting you soon.

I’m sure the man would like him, too.

Talented people like talented people.

Sneak. Sneak.

After finishing his extremely personal thoughts, Sun Woo-young focused on painting again.

Hong Soo Chan, an art teacher at Pyeonghwa High School. Student Sunwoo Young.

The two were still in the dark.

Don’t tell me we’re thinking of the same person.

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