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The essay topic Jae Young left him was a dead end.

"What can you do, bro, there's nothing you can do."

Shang Yu muttered in his heart and got up from his seat.Before you know it, the lunch time is over, and the students are coming in to prepare for the next class.

Shang Yu walked slowly to the cafeteria and ate his lunch in big mouthfuls.Because I took two spoons and one chopstick, I had to eat with only spoons like in the army. I ate the thorns in the fish without picking them out completely, which caused my throat to hurt.

"Senior Shang Yu, senior Shang Yu!"

Someone called him on the way to the library, and soon the footsteps approached, and the man walked up to Shang Yu.

"Hey, hey, senior, please drink this, I just bought it."

There was a black drink in the plastic cup that the boy handed over, and Shang Yu waved his hand.

"I have my own coffee."

"This taste is more advanced...then I'll buy you another one next time."

"Forget it, why did you buy me coffee."

"Hey, thanks to the senior who got a good score this time, this level is what it should be."

It means that the scores of the mini-project announced this time have come out. Shang Yu asked him how many points he got, and the other party replied that the highest score was 19 points.Shang Yu shook his head.

"Strange, where did the 1 point get deducted?"

"...Expressive ability gave 4 points, I'm sorry."

He lazily apologized several times, but Shang Yu didn't mind much.He has forgotten to care about grades recently.

"Ah, and, my classmates said that the PPT is awesome. You didn't make it yourself, did you?"

"Students from the Department of Visual Design made it."

"Sure enough... I knew it. Many people asked for a template, can you send it to us?"

"No, it's mine. The right to read and use it belongs only to me, and you have to permanently delete it."

"unacceptable."

They walked to the library side by side.It was a sunny day, and it was early summer in a blink of an eye, but sweat was already dripping down my back.It has been a long time since I walked side by side with someone, but this person is not the one Shang Yu expected.Strong and busy thoughts flooded my mind.

"Didn't the seniors join the programming club or learn it?"

"do not add."

"why?"

"There are so many open source programs that I can't learn by myself. Of course, experts on the Internet are more reliable than students."

"I'm still thinking about whether to join the academy next semester. Is it better not to?"

"You can figure it out yourself."

"Hey, don't say that, please give me a little advice."

"Why is this person so annoying?"

Shang Yu quickened his pace in displeasure, it has never been like this before, recently all cats and dogs feel that they are easy to bully.

"There are a lot of people over there. They seem to belong to the drama club."

Hearing the words of the junior passing by, he stopped suddenly.He was right, there were many people crowded together where the finger was pointing.

"Please line up, line up!"

Someone was shouting at the top of their lungs.The students were setting up tables and selling tickets. The queue was so long that it broke into three pieces.A black poster affixed to the wall shows a giant pirate ship, along with cast catalogs and photos.Sang-woo ran over in one breath to see the person who was arranged in the front.

"The Notorious Pirate" Francis - Jang Jae-young

In the huge quadrangle, Jaeyoung in the makeup photo is dressed as a pirate, with a haughty expression on his face.He wears his hat on one side, with a dagger under his tongue.

"..."

Sang Woo looked at the photos for a while as if he was nailed to the ground, and then quietly walked to the end of the line.Felt like a fool, but he had no other choice.

The line gradually became shorter, and Shang Yu stood in the crowd screaming like monkeys, enduring the noise and moving forward step by step.After waiting for a long time, it was finally the turn of the person in front of him.As soon as she left after buying 6 tickets, the students who sold the tickets gave each other a high-five.

"Wow! It's exam week and it's still within 35 minutes. Sure enough..."

"Look, it's good to put it in the front."

"Because it's not the starring role, the department representative also promoted it, but it will definitely be scolded."

"It's in the order of appearance, so I put it first. Ah, but what about next semester?"

Shang Yu clearly stood in front of them, and they were still chattering like no one else was there.Finally one of them saw Sang Woo.

"Sorry, tickets are sold out."

"why?"

"Huh? It's sold out."

"Sold out right in front of me?"

"Correct."

Shang Yu used the number of seats and the number of people in line to calculate the probability that he would be sold out. After the calculation, he felt unbelievable.

"Is there no online ticket sales? Other ways to watch?"

"If you buy other people's refund tickets on the same day, you can enter the venue."

"I really want to see..."

Shang Yu was still standing in front of them, and they had already started to pack their things.The people in the back line left one after another muttering despondent words, but Shang Yu still stood still.

"Is there no other way?"

"Yes, sorry. This time there is no station area."

"Is it really gone?"

"Yes."

"Think about it again, is it really gone?"

"...Probably our fan, give him a poster."

The members of the drama club tore the poster off the wall and rolled it up, and handed it to Shang Yu sympathetically.

"You should have come earlier. It might have been sold out in an instant because of the actors, so come back next semester."

"I won't watch any more next semester, this kind of drama."

Shang Yu took the poster while talking to himself.

On the way home the stress was at its peak.The weather was fine, but he was as languid as a drowned chicken, as powerless as a man who has been beaten.

"Should... learn."

Shang Yu parked the bicycle in the storage area and locked it, and pushed open the glass door in despair. The advertising paper in mailbox No. 402 was exposed, and the note "Please do not place advertisements" was useless.Shang Yu used to have the habit of checking the mailbox every day, but today he was very irritable and didn't care about it.

He unlocked the door and walked into the dark and cold room.This space that has always made him feel comfortable has become strange now, and Shang Yu's chest is full of depression.

"Asshole Lovesickness!"

Sighing, he unfolded the poster he had carefully tucked under his arm to keep it from wrinkling.In the photo, Jaeyoung's temperament is so prominent that all other actors are overshadowed.But Shangyu didn't understand why he still couldn't be happy, and he always felt a burning pain in his heart.

Shang Yu looked at this small square photo, looked at it, took a closer look, and traced it with his fingertips before pasting the poster on the wall.In order to prevent the poster from being damaged in the future, I turned on my phone camera and took a photo in a pose.The moment I was about to take a picture, the screen on my phone changed.

Senior Jang Jae-young from the Department of Visual Design is calling!

Shang Yu was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone on the ground.He clenched the phone again, and his eyes rolled quickly. Since he sent a message to say that the project was carried out remotely, they hadn't contacted once.What could it be? Is there any dissatisfaction? Is it VV's business? Or is there something urgent? Could it be that I'm in danger?

The moment I made up my mind to talk first, the phone hung up.

"Ah Xi..."

The originally held breath exhaled from his mouth.I really can't do anything lately, trouble No. 1, and I was worrying about whether I should call when a new message reminder appeared on the screen.

——Senior Jang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [Give me your ID card number] 14:22

——Me: [Purpose. ] 14:23

——Senior Jang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [Registration of pornographic websites] 14:23

——Senior Jang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [I'm joking about the fund, hurry up] 14:23

"...Fund? What kind of fund?"

They discussed it at the beginning of the production, and the cost was paid by themselves, and they didn't talk about the fund.

——Senior Jang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [No time] 14:24

Sending a message to him is also suffering, Shang Yu obediently sent him his ID number.Anyway, if Shangyu has set up a misappropriation, he will be reminded immediately, and if Jaeyoung really registers on an adult website, he will know immediately.Shang Yu wanted to stop there, but Jae Young was still making trouble for him.

——Jang Jae-young, the senior of the Department of Visual Design: [Do you have a qualification certificate?Korean history test, excavator driver's license, ***TOEIC** etc] 14:26

——Me: [Industrial Engineer, OCJP, LinuxMaster] 14:27

——Jang Jae-young, senior student of Visual Design Department: [No TOEIC? 】14:27

— Me: [X] 14:28

——Jang Jae-young, senior student of the Department of Visual Design: [Why don't you take the TOEIC? 】14:28

"What nerves?"

Sang Woo wanted to throw away the phone.

——Me: 【I'm not a graduate, why should I apply for TOEIC.And why are you asking this? 】14:29

——Senior Zhang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [I seem to have to write when reviewing the appstore] 14:29

——Me: 【Obviously impossible. 】14:30

——Senior Jang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [No, I’ve clearly seen it] 14:30

——Me: [Send the screenshot to me. 】14:30

——Senior Jang Jae-young, Department of Visual Design: [I'm too busy to make time] 14:31

Sang Woo began to feel that Jang Jae Young was getting weird.Why on earth do you want to know other people's ID numbers, and you are curious about qualification certificates, and you don't know what your intentions are.

"He's been weird for a day or two."

Shang Yu sighed and replied that he knew.

Waited for 3 minutes, no new message came.Sang Woo didn't lock it immediately