Returning to the classroom during class, Lee Jong-seok entered the classroom.

The Korean history teacher pointed to the back of the classroom without saying much about Lee Jong-seok, who came in late.

"Excuse me..."

Lee Jong-seok tried to tell him that he was with the principal, but he just pointed his hand at his mouth and pointed at the back.

Lee Jong-seok is forced to lie on his stomach.

'You're not making sense.’

When Lee Jong-seok grumbled inside, the history teacher opened his mouth.

"Lee Jong-seok, wake up."

Lee Jong-seok stood up at the words of the history teacher.

"Why were you late?"

"The principal called me and I was with him."

"The principal? Then I'll say yes."

"I'm sorry."

'You didn't let me talk.’

As he grumbled inside, the history teacher said.

"Go sit down."

At the words of the history teacher, Lee Jong-seok went and sat down.

Then, taking the class that begins again, Lee Jong-seok wrote the name Wang Moon-kyung in the history book.

'Wangmungyeong......'

The Royal Knights is a book about the teachings of the royal family. It is the same castle as Wang Mungyeong.

And Lee Chung-deuk-sim also copied the writing in Wang Ga-hoon. So...

"Is it Wang Mungyeong who wrote the Royal Family Medal? Or was it written in Wang Mung's handwriting? And is Wang Mungyeong a famous person? Like Han Seok-bong?'

If it's a book written by a famous person like Han Seok-bong... The class ended when I was thinking about what the price range would be.

As soon as the teacher went out, Lee Jong-seok took out his cell phone and searched Wang Mungyeong.

Wang Moon Kyung

a blue-collar politician and master calligrapher

The west wind is...

When I searched about Wang Mungyeong, I didn't find much information. He was just a person from the Qing Dynasty, a master calligrapher, and the west wind was concise and beautiful.

Lee Jong-seok searched again.

What was curious was the price of Wang's handwriting. However, nothing about the price of Wang Moon-kyung's handwriting came out.

'Is it because you're Chinese?'

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at the search box for a while, wrote.

Han Seok-bong's handwriting was searched for how much it was sold. And Lee Jong-seok's face was surprised young.

'700 million?'

A collection of Han Seok-bong's letters was auctioned off for 700 million won.

"Gulp!"

Kim Young-woo said when he was looking at the screen with surprised eyes.

"I thought you went to see the art teacher. Did you see the principal, too?

"That's what happened."

"Why long?"

"Write it."

"Written? Letter of apology?"

Lee Jong-seok shook his head when he saw Kim Young-woo, who thought it was a letter of apology that the teacher called and asked him to write.

"I don't know."

Lee Jong-seok, who shook his head, prepared for the next class.

And time flew so fast that Lee Jong-seok's final exam came.

***

"Good luck on your son's test."

"What are you saying to your son who's going to take the test? Just look at it as it is."

Lee Jong-seok, who shook his hand roughly listening to his parents, left the house. Lee Jong-seok, who goes to school, had some expectations.

I've never waited this long for an exam.’

Lee Jong-seok's expectations were his test scores due to his study experience.

Preparing for the final exam, Lee Jong-seok studied hard. My parents don't tell me to study, but they will like it if I do well on the test.

Lee Jong-seok, who hurried to school thinking about it, sat at his desk. Then Kim Young-woo sat next to him smiling as he was reading the book.

"Hey, why did you come so early today?"

"It's a test."

"Funny. Since when did you study?"

Then Kim Young-woo leaned back and touched his body and said,

"Test is such a good thing.”

"Why did you finish early?"

"Sure. How nice. I only have morning classes all week."

"You're the only one who's going to like the test because the class is over early."

"You're so strange."

"What?"

"Where'd the guy who was as excited as me in the last midterm go?"

Lee Jong-seok, who shook his head at Kim Young-woo, took out the books for the test today.

'I already memorized it, but... 'Cause I don't know.'

The teacher came inside as I was reading the books.

"Put all the books in. Some say forgive enemies, but the one caught cheating will find forgiveness is just two letters, a combination of courage and a letter. Don't cheat."

"Yes."

Listening to the students' answers, the teacher handed out the exam papers.

"Is it math from the start?"

Looking at Kim Young-woo grumbling, Lee Jong-seok took the test paper and opened it.

And a smile on Lee Jong-seok's face was young.

'It's not difficult.'

I had a rough look, but all the problems didn't seem difficult. There were answers at a glance.

'Hahaha! Wait for Mom. I'll surprise you.’

Lee Jong-seok solved the problem, holding back his endless laughter.

When the math test was over, the children ran for a child in a stampede.

"Hey! Answer seven is three."

"What's the answer to number four?"

The student whose children flocked was Kim Soo-chul, the top student in the school. As the children came, Kim Soo-chul gave the test paper to the child next to him.

"Give me a guess."

"Thank you."

Kim Soo-chul smiled as the children held up their test papers and answered their questions.

What's the point of guessing the answers for the exam that's already over? I'd rather prepare for the next exam.’

A child next to Kim Soo-chul, muttered to himself, approached him as he opened a book to prepare for his next test, the history of the nation.

"Sue Chul."

"It's next to the test paper."

A test paper was placed in front of Kim Soo-chul, who read a national history book without raising his head.

Kim Soo-chul raised his head on a test paper bearing Lee Jong-seok's name.

"Why?"

"Looking at your answer here 13 times. Number one. Isn't it number two?"

I wondered what Kim Soo-chul was saying when Lee Jong-seok said, so I looked at the test paper and said.

"This... Ah!"

Kim Soo-chul hurriedly brought the test paper that the children were looking at, and his face hardened.

"It's number two."

"Yay!"

At Kim Soo-chul's words, Lee Jong-seok drew a circle on his test paper with a pen.

Then Kim Soo-chul hurriedly took the hand as he tried to turn his body with a smile.

"Wait a minute."

"Huh?"

Kim Soo-chul pulled Lee Jong-seok's test paper and his face hardened.

Lee Jong-seok's test paper was all round.

"Perfect score?"

Although Kim Soo-chul does not know Lee Jong-seok well, he knows that he is not good at studying.

But... it's all round?

Kim Soo-chul, who was looking at the test paper with surprised eyes, compared Lee Jong-seok's test paper with his own.

And I knew Lee Jong-seok's answers were all right. Up to the 13th time he made a mistake by mistake.

"You Con..."

Kim Soo-chul, who was about to say, "Did you cheat?" closed his mouth.

"Huh? Why?"

"No. You studied hard.”

"What."

Kim's face hardened as Lee Jong-seok smiled and went to his seat.

'Math is... hard to cheat. How did you get a perfect score?’

If it is a subject of memorization, mathematics can be solved even if you know the formula.

Even if he secretly wrote down the formula and cheated, it was impossible to get a perfect score.

So you cheated on someone else's? That was also impossible. There is no head around Lee Jong-seok to get a perfect score in math.

'What's going on here?’

Kim Soo-chul, who was looking at Lee Jong-seok with hard eyes, bit his lips.

***

The Oban homeroom teacher, Choi Hyun-soo, was looking at the exam questions the day after tomorrow again.

"Kim Soo-chul came to see Choi."

Choi Hyun-soo tilted his head at Han's words.

"Suchul?"

"Yes."

When the teacher left, Choi Hyun-soo rose up and came out of the teacher's office.

Students are not allowed to enter the teachers' room during the exam period.

"What about the season?"

At Choi Hyun-soo's words, Kim Soo-chul opened his mouth after a while.

"Lee Jong-seok."

"Jongseok? Why Jongseok?"

"Today's test... I got a perfect score."

"What does that mean? A perfect score?"

At Kim Soo-chul's words, the wonder on Choi Hyun-soo's face was young. Lee Jong-seok, whom he knows, is a quiet, book-loving student who doesn't cause any accidents.

Though I was good at memorizing subjects such as national history and society, I was weak in science, math, and English.

But I wasn't good enough to get a perfect score.

"Is that true?”

"Yes, I think... I thought I should tell you."

Choi Hyun-soo stroked Kim Soo-chul's jaw.

Did you cheat? No, you could have studied hard.’

Choi Hyun-soo looked at Kim Soo-chul.

"Thank you for telling me. Go away."

Kim Soo-chul bowed his head to Choi Hyun-soo's words and became distant. Choi Hyun-soo, who was looking at the back, entered the teacher's office and walked to the math teacher.

"Please show me the answer sheet for the Oban."

"Sure."

When the math teacher held out the envelope on one side, Choi Hyun-soo took out Lee Jong-seok's answer sheet from inside the envelope.

"What's the answer?"

"Here you go."

When the math teacher presented the answer sheet with the answer, Choi Hyun-soo compared it.

And...

'Perfect score?'

The answer sheet and Lee Jong-seok's answer sheet were the same.

Conning?

Choi Hyun-soo knows Lee Jong-seok's performance. And the memory was questioning Lee Jong-seok's answer.

After thinking about it for a while, Choi Hyun-soo approached the teachers of the subject who took the test today and checked Lee Jong-seok's test paper.

And...

'Perfect score for everything?'