(This novel is fictional. The characters are all fictional characters created by the author’s imagination and have nothing to do with reality.)
Under the bright lights of a broadcasting station studio.
A child is writing formulas on a huge blackboard.
The child’s small hand, which was constantly moving, stops, and the child turns back and looks at the camera.
The child’s blank expression.
The child cried and opened his mouth.
“Mom… .”
The bewildered expression of the moderator conducting the live broadcast is caught on camera.
However, the moderator soon regained his calm expression and spoke with a bright expression on his microphone.
“Children Jung-ho seems to be a little nervous. We will take a short break and then proceed again.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the advertisement screen started.
Dong-su, who was watching CRT TV, said to his mother.
“Mom, is that really Jeong-ho?”
Dong-soo’s mother said, banging Dong-soo’s head.
“Ugh, you idiot! can’t you see? Jung-ho studied well, so he appeared on TV like that. What the hell are you? Stop watching TV and go study!”
“Sheesh! No matter how smart you are, Jung-ho can’t even punch me. Yesterday too, I gave away catfish at the playground! Hi-Hi–.”
Dong-soo’s mother banged Dong-soo’s head again.
“What is catnip in front of mom! And bullying kids is what I’m proud of right now!”
Dong-soo quickly got up from his seat and headed to his room.
“But what if I don’t want to see you! I’m going to kill all the bastards who don’t want to see me!”
After finishing his speech, Dong-soo slammed the door shut, and Dong-soo’s mother clicked her tongue and said.
“That… Who the hell does he look like, so his personality is such a bummer.”
On TV, after the advertisement was over, the host’s face reappeared in the center of the CRT.
The presenter gave an awkward smile and took the microphone and said.
“It must have been a very difficult problem for a six-year-old child.”
When the presenter finished speaking, Dong-soo’s mother raised the corners of her lips.
“Well then. Because I knew it would be like this Whoops… what kind of genius is a genius Caught a few mice while walking backwards, sheesh!”
The voice of the presenter continued on the television.
“Then let’s hear the opinion of Professor Park Bo-soo of the Department of Mathematics, Korea University.”
A middle-aged man handed the microphone opened his mouth.
“The first problem that our child Jung Ho solved was a sophomore level problem, and the second differential equation problem that we just gave up was actually a problem with no correct answer.”
The moderator received Professor Park Soo-soo’s words with a bright expression.
“Aha! Then, it was only natural that Jung-ho said that he couldn’t solve it in the middle.”
“Yeah, that’s it. In fact, just looking at the solution process shown so far, I was very surprised. The solution was not completely finished, but at first I used the induction method to determine the solution direction of the problem, but at this point I got a little goosebumps.”
“Oh! Is that enough?”
“Yeah, this is a very efficient way to do it, and if I had to ask a math major like me to solve this problem, I wouldn’t have approached it this way.”
Dong-soo’s mother turned off the TV and muttered to herself.
“Hey, you bastards. If you can’t solve it, you can’t solve it. There are so many things to say!”
Dong-soo’s mother picked up the phone and called Yeong-mi’s house.
“uh! Young-mi’s mother, what are you doing now?”
-Jungho is on TV right now. I’m watching with Youngmi.
“You don’t seem to be able to solve it properly, what are you doing?”
– According to the professor of mathematics at Hankuk University right now, Jung-ho did a very good job.
“Stop looking at that and let’s go shopping together. I’m a little tired today, so it’s okay to walk to the market.”
– Dong-soo’s mother, I’m sorry, but Young-mi’s dad went out with a car today. So today is going to be difficult.
“ah… okay?”
– Yes, I’ll go with you next time. ah! Looks like Jungho is back on TV now… I’ll call you when this is done.
“uh… yes… okay.”
Dong-soo’s mother hung up the phone and muttered with a displeased expression.
“Are you ignoring me now just because you live a little?”
Dong-soo’s mother let out a long sigh and muttered to herself as she stared into the air.
“Do you think I’ll stand still? I will take revenge on everything that I hate to see in my eyes.”