When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 727 Silence

But taking a month's leave was beyond his bottom line.

How many months are there in a semester?
"No, you little bastard, what are you going to do in those few days? It won't take that long to travel around the world."

Li Renyong lowered his head and said, "I have made a movie, right? It has already been submitted to France. I took the leave just to attend the film festival."

Teacher Liu knew about this matter.

He also knew that winning awards for making movies was a way to avoid military service.

Compared to military service, taking a month off seems like nothing.

Before joining the army, Teacher Liu spent some time in the Eagle Sauce Eighth Army Club.

I became a teacher only after I finished my military service.

I more or less know what the situation is like in the Peninsula Military Camp.

If he could be exempted from military service, he would be the first to raise his hand in favor.

But as a teacher, taking a month off at this critical juncture of senior year is really too long.

Not to mention the progress of study, I don’t even know when I can get my heart back in the field.

After thinking for a long time, he finally agreed.

"I'll only give you ten days at most, and you must call me when you arrive in France. I'll be following the news on this matter. If you dare to lie to me, hmph..."

Teacher Liu took a wooden stick and gently hit Li Renyong on the head.

Li Renyong wanted to fight for it: "Teacher, ten days is really not enough."

"Nine days!"

"Teacher Liu, please believe me."

"eight days!"

"Okay, ten days is ten days."

Seeing that the days were getting shorter, Li Renyong covered his head and ran out of the office quickly.

If we continue, it will probably only be a week.

It seems that I can't go with Lee Chang-dong and the others.

To be honest, ten days is enough, but the schedule is a bit tight.

He returned to the classroom with a sad face, and Siyan turned to Zhenghuan and said, "It seems that I didn't get leave this time."

Jung Hwan said, "That should be the case. Look at his miserable face."

Liu Donglong said with a smile: "Don't be fooled by him. Ayong must have got the leave, but it didn't meet expectations."

As expected of the son of the Nampo-dong swindler, he is very clear-headed and knows his friends very well.

Li Renyong sighed and said, "Alas, I only hired him for ten days."

After hearing this, everyone stopped talking and started reading.

Too much of a shock.

In fact, Liu Zaiming is the most complicated and contradictory person in the entire alley.

The rules and stick in the hand are hard, but the limbs are soft.

I prefer princess pink polka dot pajamas to adult-looking suits.

He is a role model for others in normal times, but he does not hesitate to cheat when playing cards.

The Eagle Sauce Eighth Army Club, which he joined that year, was a consolation performance organization established by the Peninsula Command to boost the morale of the Eagle Sauce soldiers stationed on the Peninsula.

In the 50s, there were more than clubs on the peninsula.

Not only American stars but also many Peninsula artists participated in the performance. It is considered the earliest trainee organization of Peninsula.

If someone who doesn't know much about it hears the word "club", they might think it's similar to a bar.

Born in the 40s, Teacher Liu was a passionate teenager when the Eighth Army Club was popular on the peninsula.

In an era when radio was not yet popular, the club played rock, jazz, blues and folk music that was synchronized with world music.

Teacher Liu plunged in and was completely immersed in it.

Because of the love for dance, one can say that he forgets to eat and sleep and is completely devoted to it.

But now, he is quite worried about Liu Donglong who loves dancing.

The dream in my heart has never changed.

But there are other things mixed in my mind.

Liu Donglong knew about his father's past. He was the kind of person who could abandon his dreams for reality and put his dreams deep in his heart.

Li Renyong's request for leave must be for something very important, and Teacher Liu has no reason to object.

Liu Donglong has a deep understanding of other people, but when he encounters problems in this area, he is a little confused.

……

Afternoon. Ssangmundong Girls' High School.

On this special day, an unusual atmosphere permeated the classroom.

The college entrance examination negotiation is like a huge rock, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

The entire classroom was shrouded in an invisible force, so clear that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.

The students sat upright in their seats, their eyes lowered and their expressions solemn.

Nangong Yimeng stopped sleeping and lay on the table with his head on his arms.

Today, she is wearing an orange sweater and looks very beautiful.

It seemed that she was the only one in the class who didn't take this to heart.

Not sleeping, just in case I missed the notification calling her.

In the whole class, no, I should say that the most mysterious person in this drama is her.

There is almost no information other than the name.

The strangest thing is that there are often shots.

He always looks nonchalant and doesn't take anything to heart.

silence!

The silence was unsettling.

Deshan held the ballpoint pen tightly in her right hand, and her fingertips turned slightly white due to the force.

"Squeak."

The door of the classroom was pushed open and a girl came in.

"Wang Zixian, you are next. Your parents are here."

After saying that, the girl walked back to her seat, laid down on the table and burst into tears.

It seems like another poor student.

Wang Zixian turned to look at Deshan, stood up, and walked out of the classroom with a look of a warrior who would never return.

Deok-sun looked at her back and sighed.

What will it be like when it’s your own time?
Five minutes later, Wang Zixian came back.

"Oh Joo-yeon, you're next."

Deok-sun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn’t her, she was glad that time would go slower and slower.

Returning to their seats, several people looked at Wang Zixian worriedly.

Wang Zixian didn't make any movement. He just sat down and let out a breath.

She doesn't want to talk now.

The wait is long, especially the wait that is like going to the execution ground is even longer.

Deok-sun scratched his head in annoyance.

"Sung Soo-yeon, it's your turn."

Hearing this, Deok-sun shuddered all over.

She stood up, her face looking as if she was in mourning.

In the negotiation room, the head teacher and Li Yihua and her daughter sat opposite each other.

On the table was a magazine similar to a newspaper.

"Classification of disciplines and enrollment quotas of 89 universities in China in 103"

With a glimmer of hope in her eyes, Li Yihua waited for Deok-sun's result.

As for Deok Sun, she sat aside dejectedly.

The head teacher looked through the university directory, looked up and smiled.

Some words are very hurtful.

The hope is as great as the disappointment.

Why did Deok Sun change her name to Sooyeon?
She knows it.

But no matter what, I still have to tell Li Yihua in the end.

Seeing this, Li Yihua quickly smiled as well.

He looks a little humble.

The head teacher held a ballpoint pen and flipped through the university list page by page, scratching his head from time to time.

What can be said?

Is Deok-sun a kind child?
(End of this chapter)