When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 816 Is Jung-hwan starting to get scheming too?

Chapter 816 Is Jung-hwan starting to get scheming too?
When Li Renyong arrived home, he found Teacher Liu sitting in the living room, with Huili keeping her company.

Why is Teacher Liu here?

Under normal circumstances, he rarely visits other people's homes unless he has something important to do.

This falls under the category of home visits.

Li Renyong racked his brains and realized that he hadn't caused any trouble recently, nor was there anything that required him to make a special trip.

"Mom, I'm back."

Huili stood up and said, "Ayong is back. Teacher Liu came here specifically to see you."

Li Renyong bowed and apologized: "I'm so sorry, I'm late."

Teacher Liu waved her hand and said, "I just got here too."

He took out a volunteer form from his inner pocket and said, "A-Yong, you filled this out, right?"

Huili took the form; the edges of the paper were still warm from her body.

Yonsei University College of Medicine?

Her eyes shone as if she had discovered a new continent.

Although Li Renyong has been writing screenplays, his future prospects are bright, and he earns a lot of money.

But in her heart, having a high level of education, especially from a prestigious university like Yonsei or Seoul National University, is of great significance.

Li Renyong nodded and said, "I wrote it."

Huili quickly looked at Teacher Liu, worried that he might suddenly say something like her grades weren't good enough.

Every year around this time, senior high school homeroom teachers enact similar scenarios.

They went to talk to the students, clutching their completed application forms.

Regardless of their grades, the homeroom teacher would provide them with historical score lines for reference.

If a student with exceptionally high grades applies to a less desirable university, they will tell the student to be bolder.

In short, students should be encouraged to choose universities that match their scores.

As for those with particularly poor grades, they simply ignore them.

Teachers are human too, and their energy is limited.

Teacher Liu said with a smile, "If you keep up your grades, you have a good chance of getting in, but I suggest you switch to another major."

Huili quickly replied, "Medical school is also good; you'll become a doctor after graduation."

Although the social status of doctors in the Korean Peninsula is not as high as that in Japan, it is still quite good in their own country, especially in terms of social trust, which is higher than that of any other profession.

Teacher Liu took a sip of tea: "A-Yong's scripts are very good, and I've watched all the movies he's made. Such a talented person, I believe he has already planned out the path he wants to take. Medicine and film are two different paths."

Li Renyong smiled and said, "Teacher, you have a keen eye. Actually, I want to continue down the path of film and television dramas."

Teacher Liu said, "Then medical school is not suitable for you. You can consider humanities and social sciences, among which Chinese literature and history and culture are very good majors."

Li Renyong chose his major randomly.

His path was already set, but I never expected him to come knocking on my door for this.

I usually think Teacher Liu is quite stern, but I didn't expect him to care about me so much.

"Thank you, Teacher Liu. I will seriously consider it."

Teacher Liu stood up and said, "I'll head back now regarding this matter."

After the mother and son saw him off, Huili said with a smile, "Our Ayong is very good at studying, but he must keep it up."

Li Renyong smiled and said, "Don't worry."

Huili pointed to her watch and said, "It's almost midnight, I'm going to sleep now."

Li Renyong said, "Okay, I'll clean up the teacups and then go to sleep."

When the bedroom door closed, the entire living room fell silent.

Li Renyong tidied up the teacups, picked up the phone, and dialed Paula's number.

"toot toot"

The call was quickly connected, and Paula's voice came through.

"Hello? Why are you calling so late?"

Did Aunt Ichika say anything?

"Hmph~~ You still say that? It's all your fault."

The image of Paula glaring at him flashed into Li Renyong's mind.

"Actually, it's not a big deal if I'm seen, I didn't do anything anyway..."

"Shut up, don't say another word."

"Alright, that's enough. Did anything interesting happen during your exam today?"

"Nothing particularly interesting happened, except that we encountered a stray cat at noon. A lot of people were watching, and I even fed it." "Speaking of cats, I'm reminded of the coffee shop we went to before. There were lots of cats there. We'll go back sometime next time."

The two chatted on the phone for a long time, talking about everything under the sun.

……

Jung-hwan's house.

Deok-sun lay on the edge of the table, her chin resting on the open math textbook, her pen tip drawing meaningless circles on the draft paper.

She couldn't solve the problem, and her face was full of frustration.

Jung-hwan sat next to her, flipping through his English notes, occasionally glancing up at her before casually looking down again.

"Dog Zhengba, this question..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jung-hwan tapped the table and said, "Deok-sun, it's time to go home."

"Huh? So fast?"

Deok-sun straightened up, looking reluctant: "It feels like time has flown by."

Jung-hwan looked at her slightly puffed-out cheeks and couldn't help but laugh: "You can come tomorrow night too. It's too late tonight, and Auntie will worry."

Deok-sun pouted and slowly tidied up the textbooks and notes on the table.

Jung-hwan also stood up and put the scattered textbooks into his schoolbag.

"Huh? I think I've lost my wallet."

Deok-sun was slightly taken aback and looked down to search: "Did it fall under the table?"

Jung-hwan waved his hand: "I'll look for it myself later. You should go back now."

Deok-sun had no choice but to say, "Then I'll be going."

Jung-hwan said, "I'll see you off."

"Okay."

Dusk was falling.

Inside the bedroom, Zheng Huan was waiting.

When the door was pushed open, Aze's smiling face was revealed.

He was holding a wallet in his hand, which belonged to Jung-hwan.

"I found it at my house."

Jung-hwan took the wallet: "It's so late, it's fine to bring it tomorrow."

Aze didn't say anything, just smiled, turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Jung-hwan opened his wallet, revealing a photo.

That's a photo of him and Deok-sun.

In the photo, Deok-sun has a big smile on her face, looking sunny and cheerful, with a cute yet slightly goofy vibe.

"Did Aze see it?"

Jung-hwan's voice was very soft, so soft that only he himself could hear it.

When I returned from the nightclub, my wallet was still there.

Then there's only one possibility left: it was left at Aze's house.

Although Jung-hwan is rather dull, he is not stupid; on the contrary, he is quite intelligent.

He immediately realized this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to show Taek his relationship with Deok-sun.

If Aze comes to return the wallet no matter how late it is, it means he has already seen the photos inside.

It's like Aze saying, "I already know about your relationship."

……

the next morning.

When Deok-sun pushed open the iron gate, the hinges made a familiar creaking sound.

The moment I stepped out of the courtyard gate, I saw Jung-hwan standing by the steps.

Deok-sun skipped over to him: "How long have you been waiting?"

Jung-hwan raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "Five minutes. I know exactly when you're leaving now."

After saying that, he took a piece of paper out of his bag and said, "This is for you."

Deok-sun was completely bewildered: "What is this?"

(End of this chapter)

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