I only play villains chapter 123

I only play villains 123

Rap and non-rap (1)

A vehicle with a domestic emblem, but with a larger physique than other sedans, stopped.

Behind the strange sense of incongruity coming from the emblem and body, the driver’s seat opens, and students passing nearby explode with exclamation.

“This is Jeong Seo-hoon.”

“It’s Jung Seo-hoon.”

“You really came to graduate school.”

At least in the Department of Electrical Engineering, there was no one who did not know Seo-Hoon Jeong.

This year, it was famous that there was a really fierce competition for admission to Lee Se-jong’s laboratory in electronics engineering.

“Aren’t you filming a drama?”

“Now, every time you appear in a drama, you will lose billions of dollars. If you’re like me, I think I’d work hard to appear here and there rather than go to graduate school.”

“They say there’s a lot of money in the house.”

“But why is the car domestically produced?”

“Isn’t it trying to show an image of frugality?”

“But I feel a strange sense of incongruity in the emblem… … .”

Calmly letting go of the gossip between him, Jeong Seo-hoon entered the graduate school building.

Graduate students also take classes, of course. Contrary to popular perception, it does not live only in rap.

The students who arrived first were sitting in the classroom.

When Jeong Seo-hoon enters, the slightest gossip disappears and a tight silence settles.

Eyes pour from all directions.

Most of the stares staring at her face were female students.

Surprisingly, 80% were women.

Probably less than 1/4 of them graduated from the Department of Electrical Engineering. maybe even less than that.

The female fans who chose the graduate school of electronic engineering because of Jung Seo-hoon couldn’t show it because it was a lecture hall, and they only rolled their feet because they liked it while covering their mouths.

‘All in makeup, in a miniskirt.’

As soon as the teaching assistant enters, it is a scene that will probably take your breath away.

Did everyone reset the experiences accumulated during their undergraduate life?

‘Well, with time, fashion from my undergraduate days will come back to life.’

The neat appearance of now will disappear, and one by one, they will quickly acquire the appearance of a graduate student.

Of course, as Jung Seo-hoon’s main job is an actor, he always intended to maintain a neat appearance.

As a star, everything is exposed from the moment you leave the house. Even at home, you have to be conscious of your fans and the public the moment you turn on the camera.

Kiik, the door opened and Professor Sejong Lee entered.

As he stood on the podium, a tingling tension settled in the classroom air.

“Nice to meet you. Everyone knows who I am, right?”

A small ‘yes’ sound came out here and there, and Lee Se-jong grinned.

“The student I know by the nickname of Commander or Captain Sejong, a raised hand.”

He shudders and raises his hand.

Most of the female students raised their hands, and the female students who didn’t raised their hands, as if they were doing it on purpose.

“You guys should look especially good to me. Oh, not because of getting a degree. I set up a media production company this time, and one of the board members is going to be a director and lead actor in a new drama.”

“… … !”

In an instant, sparks flew from the students’ eyes.

Jeong Seo-hoon felt the eyes concentrated all at once behind his back, but he pretended not to notice and sat calmly.

“Every time you decide to drop out of graduate school later, think twice or thrice before deciding.”

The expression of the female students was covered with a terrible sense of defeat at the slow blow.

“Lectures are conducted in two ways. One is to replace all attendance, lectures, and exams with thesis. The other is to listen to lectures steadily. Either way, do whatever is comfortable for you.”

At the same time, Lee Se-jong wrote the thesis topic with a board marker on the white board.

[Tokamak Plasma Turbulence Improvements]

“ah… … .”

“oh my… … .”

“Professor, isn’t it our electrical engineering department?”

“What is a tokamak?”

“Wow, you did four years of engineering and don’t even know that? Is this too harsh?”

Painful moans erupted here and there, but Lee Se-jong still maintained a gentle smile.

“This is one of the research tasks that our lab handles, so we can’t avoid it anyway. I said enjoy it if you can’t avoid it, right? Guys, just have fun.”

* * *

The first day’s class ended with Lee Se-jong briefly explaining the direction of the class, the process of obtaining a degree, and the vision of a doctorate in electronic engineering.

“This is the end of the lecture, let’s see everyone in the lab later. The meal is delicious.”

Lee Se-jong left the classroom with a meaningful eye smile, and only then did female fans sneak up on Jeong Seo-hoon.

“Hey, can you sign it for me?”

“of course. Do you have a pen?”

“Here, here!”

When Jeong Seo-hoon readily agreed, everyone was excited and asked for his autograph.

In an instant, Seohun Jeong was surrounded by female fans, and the few male students watched the scene with envious eyes.

“Hey, I’ll sign it too… … .”

It is said that the object of envy was not Jeong Seo-hoon, but the female fans surrounding him. Just because you’re a celebrity of the same sex doesn’t mean you don’t like autographs.

‘There are still a lot of master’s students this year. Will it be the first semester with more master’s students than doctoral students?’

Although I entered graduate school with the goal of getting closer to the comet, I can’t do it lightly just because it’s a hobby. It’s a self-esteem issue.

‘I’ll have to run around a lot to make all these freshmen become doctors.’

He himself is a freshman and younger than them, but that doesn’t matter.

“Do you want to go to dinner together? I will buy it.”

“Oh, you’re the same freshman, really?”

Regardless of gender, when Jung Seo-hoon said he was going to shoot, everyone liked it.

Jeong Seo-hoon took them out of school on purpose and came down to the commercial district.

The store he visited was the one Lee Se-jong loved to visit and the one he had been to with Jang Seung-won the other day.

Everyone seemed to be cautious about the price tag, which was burdensome for students’ pockets.

“Don’t be afraid, just do it to your heart’s content. I received a lot of fees this time, so I don’t feel burdened at all. If you don’t decide, I’ll arbitrarily decide on the most expensive menu.”

“Well, then I will… … .”

“I have this… … .”

Alcohol, of course, was omitted.

After feeding everyone a full course of Korean traditional food that cost more than 100,000 won per person, Jeong Seo-hun was satisfied inside.

A tiktok came.

Professor Sejong Lee

Did you eat something good?

Yes, I had a full Korean meal course.

bring me the receipt

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No. Most of my fans are there, so I’ll just buy it myself.

Well, since you’re the friends you’ll be attracting from now on, having some sense of responsibility is good practice for the professorship.

After the meal, everyone went back to school in a bright and happy atmosphere.

Jeong Seo-hoon explained while walking around the campus.

“In our lab, we are dealing with many different topics besides the tokamak magnetic field. Look around the topics for the next month or so and choose what you want to research.”

“Does life really go to hell if you choose the wrong research topic?”

Jeong Seo-hoon calmly answered the male student’s question.

“It would be a great loss for me personally if the research topic I studied was abandoned by the times even though I had completed my Ph.D. However, the topics you deal with are socially useful now and in the future, so no matter which one you choose, your degree will not be useless.”

“Hey, Bachelor. I have a question for you.”

“Shouldn’t B-Lab also change the title to master’s student?”

“No. How do you change a nickname once decided?”

“that’s right. Once a bachelor, always a bachelor.”

“It was a title that contained our wish to please not go to graduate school… … .”

“Hey, it’s only been two months since you started non-rap, but you said that you had such a longing.”

After a moment of raucous chatter, the female fan who said she had a question spoke again.

“The Hunter is coming up on Net Prime today. hey, maybe… … .”

“Shall we all watch together in the lab audiovisual room? Do you also do chicken and beer?”

“good good!”

“Kyaaa, is it real? You can’t hold back!”

“Sure. I will also buy chicken and beer.”

Female fans jumped up and down and liked it, and a male student cautiously said,

“Me, over there. Just because you’re an old hyung fan… … .”

“Fans love everyone equally. Join us.”

Everyone liked it and thought the same thing to themselves.

It was good that I came to graduate school, too.

Suddenly, he got closer to the research building, and Jeong Seo-hoon could feel Lee Se-jong’s gaze looking down from the 4th floor lounge.

When he raised his head and met their eyes, Lee Se-jong was startled and smiled brightly.

The professor and student shared a common emotion with only their eyes at this moment.

‘Jung-kun, are you doing well?’

‘Of course, Professor.’

‘I only trust Jung.’

‘It’s something I used to do when I was an undergraduate.’

Most of the freshmen have attended this school in the past few years.

However, like high school seniors visiting school for the first time, everyone entered the laboratory with excitement.

The first to greet them was a man in a white coat with a dull and stern look.

“Welcome. Everyone is welcome to Professor Sejong Lee’s lab.”

“… … hello.”

At first glance, he looked like a senior, so everyone greeted him hesitantly.

Jeong Seo-hoon introduced me from the side.

“You wouldn’t even know that this hyung was from the Department of Electrical Engineering. Because it’s such a fossil.”

“Seo Hoon-ah, don’t treat me like an old person.”

“This is senior Hwang Gi-tae, the best in our rap. You’ll be going out soon after getting your doctorate, so keep close to him when you can see him often.”

“Can I go out?”

“Let’s go. Why can’t I go out?”

“No, I keep losing my confidence because I’m trying to finish my PhD while raising children… … .”

The appearance of Jung Seo-hoon talking freely with the oldest doctoral student in the lab seemed amazing to the freshmen.

It’s the same freshman, but there’s something about it, like it’s the 2nd or 3rd round, and it’s full of leisure.

Perhaps to ease the tension, Hwang Ki-tae told various stories while drinking coffee with the freshmen.

“I know that there are quite a few friends here who entered rap with dark hearts.”

“Ehehehe… … .”

“hehehehe… … .”

“Come to think of it, there are some of our brave master’s students who dared to throw bombs into the chemical industry at the fan meeting, right?”

A female student from the Department of Chemical Engineering was shy and laughed.

“Everyone knows to some extent, but Seohun is almost treated as a postdoc in our rap. If you were in the US, you would have earned your degree and taught before? It’s Korea, so it takes a long time here and there.”

“Brother, it’s not like that.”

“If you don’t know something, I’m saying don’t ask poor PhD students, ask Seo Hoon. The kid has a nice personality, so explain it well. Did you see him suddenly change into professor mode during the fan meeting?”

“Yes! I remember!”

“I fell in love with that figure and decided to enter the same graduate school as my undergraduate!”

“Wait, how does your brother know that?”

At those words, Hwang Ki-tae was startled for a moment, then quietly turned away.

“Come to think of it, I was worried that B-Lab would come in droves on the day you entered graduate school, but today school was quiet all day.”

“Iknow, right. It’s fortunate that it’s quiet, but I’m a little worried that the fans are disappointed because of going to graduate school.”

“Hey, what a disappointment. It’s because everyone made a collective pledge not to interfere with your studies.”

“How else does your brother know that?”

“… … I’m busy.”

Hwang Gi-tae quickly threw the empty paper coffee cup into the trash and turned his back.

* * *

Jeong Seo-hoon explained the lab rules and the chores that the members had to do. He also informed us about the inside of the laboratory and various facilities.

When I heard that he had been in and out of the lab since he was a 17-year-old freshman, everyone was amazed.

The day passed by in an instant, and the release time of <The Hunter: Demon Hunter> was approaching.

“As promised, shall we all watch while enjoying chicken and beer? If you order it in advance and wait, it will arrive just in time.”

Everyone sat down with their hearts pounding.

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No one worried about being scolded by seniors anymore.

It is thanks to confirmation that his rank in the laboratory is right after the professor or after.

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