NOTES FROM THE LAST ROW
- Lee Min-yeong. - Here.
Jang Han-seul.
Jang Han-seul?
- Heo Do-jun. - Here.
I finished marking the assignments you submitted last week.
They're right over there. You can come and get them after class.
Yes, Professor.
Did you take notes?
- Is it okay if I look at them? - Sure. I'll send them to you.
Hey, did you understand what he was talking about today? I've…
Professor.
Professor!
Um, what's…
I mean, "trash"?
Are you calling my paper trash?
Don't you know?
I'm an influencer.
Do you have any idea what that is?
It means I have over 30,000 subscribers on my blog alone.
Do you know how many likes I get every day?
Really?
That's fascinating.
What's it called? "The Trash Can"?
Although, if it's full of writing like this,
I think you should call it "The Dump," instead.
Ah… 12 paragraphs.
167 sentences.
Maybe you think this is a piece of writing because you filled some pages with words.
Unfortunately, none of the sentences in here mean anything at all.
That's because nothing in here is personal and heartfelt.
The whole thing's a series of cheap clichés and sentimentality,
not to mention what you copied from other people's work.
What term should I use for this stream of words
you've vomited out without even understanding it yourself?
So if you think there's a better word for this than "trash," tell me.
I'd be happy to use that word instead.
Can I go now?
That crazy bastard. Ignore him.
Want me to kill him for you?
Ugh! He's the worst.
If this weren't a required course…
…I'd drop it.
I heard Heo Mun-oh does that because he can't write.
Huh?
Some seniors told me all about it.
He's only ever written one novel, and that was, like, 20 years ago.
And ever since, he hasn't been able to write anything else.
He wants to, but he can't, no matter how hard he fucking tries.
So he takes all his frustration and self-loathing out on his students.
What a loser.
RESEARCH IN PROGRESS DO NOT DISTURB
Oh, Mun-oh, there you are.
Your door was open, so…
Hello again, Mr. Park. Back so soon?
Oh, yeah, I guess so.
Well, I missed you, Mun-oh.
Hey, not again. I told you I'd rather we keep it professional.
Yes, Mr. Heo.
Ah, that just sounds so formal.
So you got home all right yesterday?
- Coffee? - Oh, no, thanks. I just had one.
Hey, what's this? Oh, my goodness!
You're so stubborn, Mun-oh.
You're still taking attendance on paper, huh?
Look, I'll install the program for you.
- It's way more convenient. - Oh, no, thank you.
I like my way just fine.
So what brings you here?
You wouldn't come from the College of Engineering
without a reason.
Oh, uh…
I actually wanted to bring this up yesterday but forgot.
- Mm-hmm. - Listen, Mun-oh.
I understand you know Kim Su-hun, the author.
Who? Uh, Kim Su-hun?
Yeah, yeah.
You went to university together.
Man, I had no idea you were so well-connected, Mun-oh.
I wish I'd known it earlier.
I would have asked for your help getting him here years ago.
What do you mean?
Uh… I think I told you about this.
Um…
I organize monthly cultural events for the College of Engineering. Hmm?
Our students don't get out much, so I volunteered to--
Just get to the point.
Ah, yes! To the point.
The point is, we hope that Kim Su-hun will be our guest next month.
Uh, to give a lecture on his new novel, followed by a conversation.
And I hope you will host that conversation.
Hmm?
- Host the conversation? - Yes.
It was Mr. Kim who first suggested it.
Kim Su-hun suggested it?
- Yeah. - And what did he say?
Well, he said he thought it would be more comfortable and fun
if a friend hosted it.
He said he'd come if you did it.
Kim Su-hun said that?
Yeah.
Careful, Mr. Gu. It's slippery.
- Gonna write a good article? - Oh, yeah, absolutely.
Just make sure you're ready to print more copies of the book.
Su-hun.
Oh.
- It's just up here. - Oh, Mun-oh. Just a second.
- Uh, Mr. Gu? - Hmm?
Please, go on ahead. I'll be right there.
Okay, sure.
Don't take too long. The real interview starts now, you know.
- Right. - We'll be at the pork restaurant.
- See you there. - See you there.
I should have given you a call earlier.
I'm sorry about that.
Yeah.
Weren't we supposed to have dinner together tonight?
Um, that's what I thought, anyway.
Yeah, for sure. That was the plan.
We need to talk, actually.
Then, this afternoon, Mr. Gu came to see us unexpectedly.
You know who he is, right?
Yeah, sure. Of course, I do. Who doesn't know Gu Yeong-ho?
I've never seen him in person before, though.
Listen,
you wanted to talk?
What about?
If it's the favor I asked you,
did you decide?
Yeah.
Sorry. I can't write you a testimonial.
I feel like I've been writing too many testimonials lately.
Oh, too… too many?
But you…
you did read it?
Of course, I did.
Let's talk later.
- Soon though, all right? - Wait, Su-hun.
Tell me. What is it? What did you think?
Tell me now, please.
I had trouble understanding what the writer was attempting to say.
Honestly, I thought,
why would you bother writing without saying anything?
There's nothing wrong with that, you know?
But most of all, you should
revisit how to write good sentences.
That's why the first sentence is so important.
It's because once the author writes the first sentence,
they've taken their first step into the story.
For example, listen to this.
"How glad I am that I am gone."
"Dear friend, what a thing is the human heart."
"To leave you,
whom I love so dearly, and yet feel glad."
Can anyone tell me which novel that's from?
You don't know?
A classic among classics.
Goethe's--
Who was that?
Whose phone was that?
I'm sorry.
The first sentence of The Sorrows of Young Werther by Goethe.
As I'm sure you all know,
it's written in the form of letters that Werther sends to his friend Albert.
Do you think my class is a joke?
Do you think I'm a joke? Huh?
Stand up.
Right now.
You're not going to?
Then get out!
Go on, get outta here!
It's not Albert. It's Wilhelm.
What did you say?
Werther's friend is named Wilhelm.
Albert is the… fiancé of Lotte, the woman Werther loves.
Albert is Werther's rival.
The one he's jealous of but also idolizes.
Maybe
in the sense that all of those things are a part of it…
…you could say they're actually friends.
The object of his envy
is also his friend.
Ooh…
Professor… I think time's up now.
That's it for today.
Hey, get up.
FUNDAMENTALS OF WRITING CONCEPTS AND PRACTICES
PROFESSOR HEO MUN-OH
ELECTRONICS ENGINEERING LEE KANG
Hey, thanks!
If it weren't for you, I'd be in trouble.
So how about I take you out for lunch?
Whatever you want. Anything. Fried chicken, pizza…
But if jealousy came before affection,
could that really be called a friendship?
I first met Se-yun in the winter before we started school.
It was… a coincidence.
Hey, what are you doing? Clear the table.
Hey, is this, uh…
Are you looking for this?
Hey, thank you. Thanks a lot.
It's okay! I found it!
Okay, great. Thanks so much.
Thanks.
Our meeting was a coincidence, but becoming friends
wasn't.
It was my plan.
CODING CLUB
Oh.
You're in YDOC too?
I've got the same bag.
I'm Kim Se-yun. I just started in Library Science. And you?
Hi. I'm Lee Kang.
- Electronic Engineering. - Whoa!
You're in engineering and taking this class?
Well, actually, it is a general course.
Hey, do you know how to code already?
'Cause I don't know anything yet. I just joined because I like gaming.
Coding isn't difficult.
It's easy.
Really?
Wow! How do you do this?
Can you show me how?
Not right now.
I have to go to work soon.
Tomorrow? At my house?
My plan was a success.
- Your house? - Mm-hmm.
- I finally became friends with Se-yun. - What's good for you?
Friends who could go to each other's houses.
TO BE CONTINUED..
Can you be nostalgic
over a place you've never been?
Can you be filled with longing
for a person you've never met?
It was my first time at Se-yun's house, but it felt familiar.
It looked exactly like it did in the photos.
Come on in. This way.
Mom.
- Ah, you're home. - This is my friend.
He's from the coding club.
I told you he was coming over.
Oh yeah. That's right.
Hi. I'm Lee Kang.
It's nice to meet you.
No, it was different from the photos.
Everything was even more beautiful than I'd expected. The house…
You're so good at this. Seriously.
…and the people.
- Good job, huh? - Yes, good job.
Of course.
"To be continued."
Oh my. What is this? Who wrote it?
Just, you know…
What do you think?
Not sure.
So he wanted to be friends with this other boy.
No, that's not it.
He acted like they were friends,
because he wanted to go to his house, right?
Oh. I'm confused. What does he want?
Why would he write this?
Oh, for God's sake.
I wanted an expert opinion from you, not this.
You're asking the same questions I did.
What do you think the psychology of this is, if you were to guess?
I can't tell just based on this.
But it doesn't seem like it's anything too complex.
He's envious.
He must have seen something he desperately wanted
in that friend of his.
And since he can't do anything about that feeling,
he's letting it out through writing.
While it's a little odd,
putting these feelings into writing is a good thing.
Hmm.
I'm curious what happens next, though.
He's a very good writer.
I think… he's the best writing student you've had.
Yes, by far.
Well? Are you gonna mentor him, do you think?
Don't be ridiculous.
All right.
Hey, by the way…
when was the last time you came in here?
Do you know?
Good night.
I'm curious what happens next, though.
I think… he's the best writing student you've had.
Well, are you gonna mentor him, do you think?
You asked me to stay behind?
Is there something you wanted to… say to me?
You humiliated me in front of the other students.
Did you get a kick out of that?
Oh.
Is that Kim Se-yun?
Yeah.
Does he know what you're writing about?
Has he read it?
No.
You're the only one who reads them, right?
That's what you said the first class.
Have a seat.
Now.
What do you want to write about?
What are you trying to say?
I don't know.
You said to just write whatever we felt like.
So that's what I did.
No, no.
You understand what I'm asking you.
You don't have to pretend.
Uh, you…
envy him, don't you?
You wish you could be him.
That's why you wrote this, isn't it?
You know what?
There's nothing about you in Kim Se-yun's assignment.
It seems he doesn't care about you, whether you envy him or not.
You're the only one who's suffering.
Do you know, Professor?
Have you felt it?
Oh.
So what you're saying is that I should write about something else?
There's nothing else I wanna write about.
No, no, write! Write about this.
I wanted to say
you should keep writing.
Even if it's hard, write through it.
It's so important to have something you wanna write about.
You're talented.
If you want,
I'm willing to offer you individual lessons once a week.
- Individual? - Mm-hmm. That's right.
I wanna offer you extra lessons, more of my time. What? Don't you get it?
No, I do. It's just…
I have to work as well.
I can't lose hours for extra lessons.
Okay, then.
What if I pay you enough to make up for any lost hours you may miss?
Why?
Pay me for what?
Christ. No, that's crazy.
Lee Kang.
Now, I'm serious. Stop being silly, and listen to me carefully.
You'll never be Kim Se-yun,
but you can write as much as you want about your desire to become him.
If you can digest that feeling,
that's what writing is.
That's the power of literature.
I want to help you, so that what you write doesn't end up just marks on a page,
but becomes a story.
Because… talent is a rare thing.
And I'd like to teach you.
ALL RIGHT, PROFESSOR
All right, Professor. I'll quit one of my part-time jobs.
ALL RIGHT, TEACHER I'LL QUIT ONE OF MY PART-TIME JOBS
Hmm.
What is it?
I just find it funny.
Individual lessons? I didn't think you'd actually do it.
Anyway, you look happier than I've seen you in a while.
I thought you had an appointment. I don't want you to be late.
Better get going, hmm?
I'm not sure I feel comfortable about you doing the lessons here.
Why at home? Why not at school or a coffee shop?
Because then people will see us. I'd rather give it a few weeks first.
And when you see Park and Seong-hui, please, you can't tell them either, okay?
- Say I had plans. - Jeez. All right.
Why do you always wanna keep everything such a secret?
See you later. Have a good lesson.
Mm-hmm.
Hey.
Come in.
Through here.
What are you doing?
Why do you look so down? You came here to study.
You haven't even said hello.
I said hi.
You didn't. Sit.
Actually…
Something happened, and I… was gonna call and tell you,
but I thought it would be better to wait until I saw you.
Mm, okay. Go ahead.
I won't be able to do these lessons.
So, um…
I went over to Se-yun's house yesterday,
and I… might not be able to go back there again.
Which would mean I can't write anymore,
and, um, there'd be no point in having these lessons.
Okay.
Wha… what exactly happened?
Wha… what's wrong?
You know the computer coding club Se-yun and I are in together?
Yeah.
Well, it's hosting a competition in about two weeks.
It's essentially the first round for the national level.
Uh…
Se-yun and I decided to pair up and enter it.
So I went over to his house to practice together, and then…
And then?
- Keep trying up to here. - Okay.
I gotta go take a piss, okay?
Sure, yeah.
Bracket…
I was only going to use the bathroom,
but then I got curious.
I know… I shouldn't have done it.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't find the bathroom, so…
Oh.
Well, I thought that you were my Yun.
There's actually a bathroom upstairs.
And one by the front entrance for guests.
Thanks for letting me know.
I won't get lost again.
Even though I was out of line,
Se-yun's mom was kind to me.
She didn't get mad or even seem upset.
She didn't say anything during dinner either.
- It's hot. - Mm-hmm.
Are you coming? What are you doing?
Everybody's waiting for you.
Yeah, be right there.
Mm… the new friend.
I'm Se-yun's dad. Your name is Lee Kang, right?
- Hello. - Have a seat.
I hear you're good with computers.
You know, you're almost all he talks about these days.
Seems like that.
He's had so many friends, but he talks about you a lot.
Oh, come on, Mom, not that much.
But the only reason I'm in the competition is 'cause Kang here is helping me out.
Hmm.
He even impresses the seniors with his skills.
- Ah, you're exaggerating. - Exaggerating?
Anyway, take good care of Se-yun.
He dreams of becoming a programmer now.
Had we known, we would've sent him to engineering school, like you.
Okay, let's eat.
Mm…
- Mm-hmm! - We'll say grace first.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy gifts,
which we are about to receive from Thy bounty, through Christ our Lord…
But by the time I left that night, I found out how she really felt about me.
I don't know. He seems a bit sneaky or something.
People have a certain vibe to them.
I felt it the first time I met him.
I wish he'd stop coming over.
Mm-hmm? What is it?
What's got you all worked up now?
We shouldn't talk like this about a friend of Se-yun's.
All we can do is watch over him.
Something happened today. He was in our bedroom.
I just…
I'm just saying,
I'd rather our Yun be friends with someone… more cheerful and friendly.
Oh, jeez.
I thought he was fine. He looks like a smart kid.
How about this?
We leave it alone until after the competition.
Who knows? They might even win an award.
Winning an award at a competition like that will be good for him
when he starts applying for jobs.
That's been on my mind too.
All right.
If it means he'll be better off,
let's wait and see what happens.
Yeah.
Well, what'd you do that for, huh?
I know I shouldn't have done it.
All right.
So what this means is
you have to win in the competition,
or whatever you call it, so they'll keep letting you go over there?
Hmm? Is that it?
Yeah. That's how it is.
So then, win it.
I'm getting the impression you're good at it.
You have no idea. I'm better than Se-yun.
But there's no chance I could win the competition.
Okay, but still,
who says you have to go into that house in order to write?
Don't you understand?
What do I write about? I don't have anything else.
You're right.
Yep, that's true.
That's true.
Oh, what do we do?
We need to come up… with a good idea.
There's one thing that might work, but…
Well, what is it?
Forget it.
I don't think you'd do it.
What are you talking about, huh? What wouldn't I do? Tell me.
The questions.
The questions?
What about them?
You don't mean…
You wouldn't ask me…
to find out what…
the questions are gonna be, right?
I would never ask that, but what else can we do?
Are you crazy?
Oh my God. You are.
You punk!
How dare you suggest that to your teacher?
Who do you think you are?
How could you ask me to cheat for you?
Hey, get out!
Get outta here!
I'm not giving you lessons anymore.
You know, you're a real piece of work.
Now, get out!
Then it can't be helped.
Why don't we pretend this whole thing never happened?
What are you trying to do?
You're some kind of asshole? Huh?
Why didn't you hand in your assignment this week?
I had nothing to write about.
Hey, Lee Kang!
Aren't you gonna hand anything in?
If you don't, you won't get a grade!
Hey.
Hey!
ELECTRONIC ENGINEERING LEE KANG
GUEST LECTURE WITH AUTHOR KIM SU-HUN
AUTHOR OF EYES OF THE HOUSE
Hello, Mr. Park.
Hey, Mun-oh. I mean… Mr. Heo.
Uh, where are you?
Oh, uh…
Mr. Kim is already here and waiting for you.
You two should have a cup of coffee and chat before the lecture.
Oh, really? Uh… he's waiting?
I'm on my way now. I just parked.
Ten minutes. I think I'll be there in about ten minutes.
Tell him to, uh… have a cup of tea and wait a little longer, okay? Yeah.
Sorry about that. Be right there. Yeah.
Sure. All right. Yeah.
Ah! It's been a while.
- It really has, hasn't it? Yeah. - It sure has. Too many years.
Hey, when was the last time we saw each other?
I can't remember anything these days.
Ah… Let's see, um… When was it?
Sorry. No, I'm not sure either.
This is great, to see a reunion of old friends.
I've never seen Mr. Heo with such a big smile on his face.
Oh, is that right?
Yeah. It's true. It feels great.
You haven't changed a bit.
Through seven full-length novels and four short story collections,
Mr. Kim… um…
you've plumbed the rich depths of the human psyche.
But in your latest novel, Eyes of the House,
you attempted something very different.
You decided to include aspects of the mystery genre.
Yes, that's right. I borrowed from mystery novels.
But while your standard mystery focuses on solving the murder,
I was interested in something a bit different.
I took all the scenes, including those of the murder,
tore them into pieces, and scrambled them up,
so no one could be sure what the real sequence was.
What was important wasn't the revelation of the mystery for the reader,
nor was it even the conclusion of the case.
Instead, it was the fascinating ways the characters relate to one another
that I focused on.
You got that, right?
Well, I got it.
Yes, it's truly…
Well, it's remarkable.
That's the reason so many
have called this book "very exciting," "truly unexpected," and "refreshing."
However…
Yeah. Hmm.
However… hmm…
there are those…
mm… hmm… mm…
"There are those…"?
Mm, let's just say, um,
there are those who might say…
Uh, and I'm sorry…
…if it's uncomfortable for you to hear.
But we're all here for free discussion, aren't we?
So I'll say it. Hmm?
With this book, Kim Su-hun is now a writer who accommodates the masses.
Well, that is…
That's an example of the sort of critical opinions that are out there.
To be clear, it, it, it's not one I agree with.
The fact is, in advance of this interview,
I received a few questions from students for you.
Mm. This was one of the questions.
Uh…
Mm, it's right here. Um…
All right, uh…
Let me see.
Where is it?
Uh… Ah, here it is.
Ah, so this…
This is the one I was thinking of. Uh…
"Mr. Kim Su-hun, you've long established a reputation in literary fiction,
and so I had great respect for you."
"I was a huge fan of yours."
"But I was very disappointed to see you come out with a mystery novel."
"Is it because you don't have any stories left of your own,
so all you could do was accommodate the masses?"
That's a tough one.
"If you don't have anything left to say,
um, shouldn't you
face the truth and quit writing altogether?"
More or less.
First, which student asked this?
This isn't your question, is it, Mr. Heo?
What? Uh, no. No, it's…
I'm just kidding.
Whoever you are, I want to thank you for bringing up this point.
You sound like a fan of my work.
Not only that, but you seem to be interested in me as well.
To answer your question, yes, I am accommodating. That's right.
"Accommodate" actually has a few meanings.
"To ingratiate oneself for personal gain."
We typically think of this use of the word, but it also means
"to make space for."
In that sense, accommodation is invaluable
in the world of literature.
What do we need right now
but authors who are willing to make space with their work?
Always, what truly matters is not "what," but "how."
A flexible and multifaceted perspective is crucial.
If you insist on sticking to the worldview you're familiar with,
your creativity will soon wither.
That is why I will continue
to tell new stories, and experiment with new forms,
and strive to become better
at accommodating the masses.
Wow. The atmosphere was so great today, wasn't it?
They were amazed. They were…
- It was really good. - Mr. Kim.
- Thanks. - Uh…
You know, of all the events we've had so far,
today's had the highest attendance.
I've never seen the dean so excited.
Oh!
It was all thanks to you, but you made me look good.
Oh no, it's not thanks to me. It's thanks to you, Mr. Park.
And Mr. Heo too, who hosted the conversation.
But more than anything,
the students who paid such close attention.
I got so excited that I talked a bit too much.
Ah, well, thank you.
The students were really into it today.
If only they acted like that at my lectures.
- Yeah. - You just have to do better.
Cheers to you. It's been an honor.
- Cheers. Great to meet you. - An honor.
- Cheers. - Thank you.
- You too. - Hmm.
Hey there, Mr. Heo, why have you been so quiet tonight?
Oh, no reason.
Just enjoying the company and conversation.
Oh yeah. You two are friends, right?
Yes, from university.
Oh!
Is teaching enjoyable?
Enjoyable? Are you kidding?
- Mm! - Oh, Mr. Kim.
Your daughter's pen name is Lee I-pil, right?
Didn't she make her debut with Seventeen Green Wings last year?
- Wow! Really? Wait. - She did.
That's the writer who won the Literary Debut Award.
- She's your daughter? Wow! - Yeah, glad to hear about that.
Oh, jeez, huh? There are no more secrets in this world.
Guess who thought of her pen name so people wouldn't know who she is.
- That's great! - Everyone knows now, I guess.
It just means talent runs in the family.
Oh, you must be so proud. I envy you.
How did you manage to raise such an amazing kid,
on top of everything else?
- You have it all. You do. - I envy you too.
My kid's still trying to figure out what he wants to do with himself.
Professor.
What are you…
You work here?
Yeah.
You're having dinner here, I guess?
Mm.
So what was that you were busy writing there?
Oh.
This is just…
Well, I'm just curious. You don't turn anything in, so…
Well,
the truth is, I…
I was thinking of submitting something to a contest. Literary Debut Award.
I heard their first prize money is pretty big, so why not, right?
Wait, what? An award?
I thought about what you said.
That I have talent.
I just… haven't found a story I want to write yet.
Literary Debut Award.
Little shit.
The audacity.
LITERARY DEBUT AWARD LEE KANG
Uh… Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Someone else actually deserves this award.
The one who told me, "You have talent."
The one who opened my eyes to what was possible,
who taught me everything.
From what real writing is to what it means to really live.
Mr. Heo Mun-oh.
I'll always be grateful to you.
Look.
The Literary Debut Award contest isn't some kind of game, you know.
You wouldn't stand a chance with your current writing skills.
Listen.
Hypothetically…
…if you got the questions ahead of time for the coding competition…
…would it make you… start taking writing seriously?
Would you take individual lessons from me?
Tell me. Tell me, what do I need to do?
Come on. What's the plan?
Are you sure you're okay with this?
It'll be easy. You just need to do as I say.
What exactly do I need to do?
First, go to Professor Park's office.
Professor Park?
- From the College of Engineering? - Yes.
He's the head of the committee for the coding competition.
Oh, that guy. He's got a finger in every pie.
W… wait. Did you know that I know him?
Of course I know that. That's why this'll work.
What? I've seen you two talking.
- Enjoy your meal. - Ah, yeah. Thank you.
- Here you go. Enjoy. - Thank you very much.
- Hello, sir. - Oh. Mm.
Mr. Park.
Oh, Mun-oh!
Come join me.
- Having a late lunch? - Yeah, you too…
All right, so I go to Mr. Park's office.
What do I do once I'm there?
The competition is tomorrow,
so the questions will be on Professor Park's computer.
All you need to do is copy them onto a USB drive. Simple, right?
No, it's not simple!
How am I supposed to get into his computer?
I don't know his password!
I know. I thought of that.
Professor Park is going to unlock it himself.
- Mm. - Mr. Park.
Hmm?
I, um… would like to ask you a favor.
Wow. You're asking me to do you a favor?
- Sure, go ahead. - Uh, I just thought, um…
I thought I'd make a little change in my… my attendance system.
- Really? - Yeah.
You were saying there was an easier way?
Wow. I have to say, this is music to my ears.
Yeah, it's about time you changed it.
Hey, how's this?
I can come by your office and install it for you.
No, not at my office. Uh…
I'd rather go to your office.
Um… because I wanted to see how it works, just to be sure.
Uh-huh. Yeah?
I'm, uh… I don't really have time today. But you can come by my office tomorrow.
- That works. - Tomorrow?
It won't work. Tomorrow's the contest. Do it today.
Uh… That's not, uh…
- Tomorrow's not good. I'm a bit busy. - Mm-hmm?
Couldn't we today? It won't take long, will it?
- Today? Right now? - Sure. Just a few minutes.
Okay, well, I have a little time right now.
- I'll just finish up. - Great. Okay. Let's get going.
Hmm?
- Let's strike while the iron's hot. - Now now?
Oh yeah, just for a bit. Anyway, the food is… terrible.
- But I barely ate anything. - Oh, terrible, really.
- I'll owe you one. - But… um…
- Let's go. - But what about the…
- Don't worry. Hey, Kim. - Yes?
- Would you mind clearing this? Thanks. - Sure.
- Sorry to ask. Thanks. - Have a good one.
I went on for about 30 minutes.
But when the show came out, I was only on it for a minute or two.
And that's after they showed up at my office and begged me to do it.
Jeez! Ah…
Once you get used to it, it's much easier.
- Hi, Professor. - Hey, Mi-jin.
No. No, no, no, I can't do it.
I don't think I can do this. How could I?
I'm a teacher, a professor.
It's too late to say that now.
Hmm?
Hey, Mun-oh, are you okay?
Uh, well, Mr. Park, uh…
Sorry. I… I need… I need to use the bathroom.
All right, sure.
- Right down there. - Okay.
- I'll go ahead. - Won't be long.
All good.
There's no need to feel guilty.
I'm not gonna do the finals anyway,
so this won't hurt anybody.
Hit this.
Here, I'll log into my account.
PARK HYEONG-JONG
Once you're logged in… the attendance…
The only problem is how we get Professor Park out of his office.
- I'm not sure how-- - Don't worry.
- Get your TAs to do this. - I've come up with a plan.
- They won't like it. - What? You have? What is it?
…end of the semester, the attendance is automatically included in the final grade.
- What is it? - My chest.
- Hmm? - Oh no! Oh no! It's coming!
W… w… what's going on?
- Huh? - Oh no, no, no, no, no!
What--
Are you okay? Should I call 911?
No, no, no, no. No, don't call an ambulance.
- I think, uh-- - Just a minute.
Wait, what?
Ah! In the car, I have medication. Please.
Okay, what is it? What's it for?
Oh, it's for my angina.
- Angina… - What's that? You have angina? Really?
Okay! It's okay! Wait here a minute!
- Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Park. - Wait! Just wait here!
- Mr. Park, I'm sorry. - Okay, I'll be right back!
- Hello, Professor. - Hey. Yeah, yeah.
Where are you?
- What's the medication for? - You don't need to know, kid.
Hemorrhoids.
I'm gone, I'm shaking
Oh, sh…
Forget it.
You know you make me lose control
But… the parking lot is too close. It'll take him, like, five minutes.
- Hello! - Five minutes is plenty.
Just tell me the file name.
Actually, I don't know what the file name is.
You don't? God dammit!
- L-O-S-I-N-G I-T - I know I'm losing it
L-O-S-I-N-G I-T
You have dolls made in my image
Like I'm under a spell If not, I can't tell
Actin' out of my limits, uh! Over the edge, burning the bridges…
You really are gonna give me a heart attack.
Damn it. Where is it?
Let's see.
Oh!
Taking me out on the town Whatever…
I'm gone, I'm shaking…
Ah! That's it!
YEONSEO UNIVERSITY PROGRAMMING COMPETITION
ANSWERS COMPETITION PROBLEMS
Oh, hey.
- Hello, sir. - Hi.
Man!
You make me lose control
- L-O-S-I-N-G I-T - Oh yeah, you got me losing it
- L-O-S-I-N-G I-T - Uh-huh
No confusing it
- L-O-S-I-N-G I-T - I know I'm losing it
L-O-S-I-N-G I-T
Got it.
It's done.
Oh jeez.
Why is it so slow?
Fifty percent.
Hey, hey, hey! Let's go, let's go, let's go!
Okay, okay. Hurry, hurry, hurry up. Come on. Almost there.
Go, go, go!
Come on, come on. Let's go, let's…
Huh?
Mun-oh, here, your medicine.
- Oh. - Are you okay?
- Oh gosh. Thank you, Mr. Park.
I'm okay. I feel better now. Thank you.
You see, it just… swoops in…
- Yeah? - And swoops out again.
Oh.
- All right. Sorry for all this. - Oh, it's, uh…
Oh, Mr. Park, uh…
I've been thinking,
and I'll… keep the old way after all.
- What? - Thanks anyway.
- Hmm. Are you sure you're okay? - Oh yeah.
But how are you suddenly fine?
Oh…
That scared me.
Oh man. I'm dying.
Hello, Professor.
Hi.
- Hi, Professor Heo. - Hello, hello, hello.
Give me my moment, step aside
- Yeah - Oh, Professor, hello.
'Cause this moment's mine
All mine, yeah!
I'm gearing up
Getting ready
Feel it coming
We're rocking steady
Anticipation
Like a wave
Energy building
Got to crash the stage
Well, I want it all, and I
I want them big bright lights I want that center stage
All eyes on me Ain't this why you came?
Oh, them big bright lights
Show up, show out
I'm 'bout to blow your mind, no doubt
I'm 'bout to own it
Give me my moment, step aside
Yeah
'Cause this moment's mine
All mine, yeah!
I want them big bright lights I want that center stage
All eyes on me Ain't this why you came?
Oh, them big bright lights
Show up, show out
I'm 'bout to blow your mind, no doubt
I'm 'bout to own it
Give me my moment, step aside
- Woo-hoo-hoo! - Yeah
'Cause this moment's mine
Mun-oh… Oh…
Mun-oh, you've gone crazy. Yep, crazy.
Mun-oh… oh, what have you done?
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