Chapter 52: The True teacher of our time, Part 4

This year, he is 57 years old.

This man, who is approaching retirement, has a fairly classical view of education.

Should I call him a believer in tenacity?

Of course, the national language, math, and social studies.

Various foreign languages, including English.

Even various field skills learned at Yongsan IT High School, including programming languages.

Tenacity and effort.

Steady investment of time based on sincerity.

Repetitive mastery.

He is a person who believes that if you keep doing those things, you will naturally blossom and settle in the industry.

In that sense.

“You have good spirit. Can you explain in more detail? Huh?”

Min Hayoon’s method touched Park Geun-soo’s heart.

It’s not like that.

Do these days, kids view a teacher as a teacher?

If you ask them to do something, they show their displeasure on their faces because they don’t want to move a little.

If you don’t ask them to do anything, they really don’t do anything.

Those kinds of guys are everywhere.

“In detail?”

“Yes, in detail. First of all, I want to know what level of game you are trying to make.”

In that sense, he liked Min Hayoon’s method very much.

It means that she is carrying out a project that does not deviate significantly from the department’s curriculum, even though she was not specifically asked to do anything.

“Most of the materials I use for my work are on my tablet. May I bring it?”

In addition to that, this politeness!

This pureness that cannot be found in those gloomy guys who are full of rebellious spirit!

To Park Geun-soo, Min Hayoon was quite a desirable student.

“No. I’ll go.”

“Yes?”

“I’m saying let’s go to the classroom. It’s too noisy to talk properly in the teachers’ room anyway. You’ll also be conscious of other people’s eyes.”

So, Park Geun-soo tried to accommodate Min Hayoon as much as possible.

That’s why he gestured toward the inside of the teachers’ room with a solemn nod.

There are too many eyes here.

Therefore, he judged that the ambitious freshman who is trying to spread her dream might be discouraged.

“Yes, well… I understand.”

Like that, Min Hayoon accompanied Park Geun-soo to the classroom.

There was no one left in the classroom today, as there was no cleaning duty assigned.

Min Hayoon took out her tablet from her bag hanging on her desk and showed her work so far.

“It’s an animation-style drawing.”

“Yes, I prefer this style.”

“Is it your personal preference?”

“Well, it’s better to do what you like for a long time, right? I think it’s similar with the drawing style. If you tell someone who hates a very realistic style to make a living with it for the rest of their life, they’ll get depressed, you know?”

While Min Hayoon spoke calmly, Park Geun-soo silently focused on the illustrations Min Hayoon was handing over, even though her tone could be seen as somewhat arrogant.

‘The drawing style itself is a very Japanese-style. It’s a drawing style preferred in that animation…’

The technique in Min Hayoon’s illustrations is so brilliant and practical.

The basic light processing, composition, and human body are impeccable.

In addition, other techniques such as the production that focuses on people by differentiating the texture between the background art and people are flawlessly natural…

‘She doesn’t need high school courses…?’

Park Geun-soo was sure.

Whether she is consciously using it or applying it instinctively, Min Hayoon does not need art theory at the high school level.

Rather, it might ruin Min Hayoon’s already completed method.

Even in sports, there are many cases where a player who specializes in clutch plays through individual skills is ruined by being forced into the coach’s unique tactics.

“Haha…”

When his thoughts reached this point, he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

“You’re something, aren’t you?”

“Yes?”

“No, it’s not a disparagement… This, it’s a plan that focuses on art, not gameplay, right? Right?”

“Yes, it’s a visual novel. It’s a genre that practically competes with art and sound, rather than plausible technology. Even if the story is basic, you won’t get insulted.”

“Yes, that’s what I’m saying.”

Even if he conceded a hundred times, someone who draws as well as Min Hayoon at this age? There is.

If you look, there will be younger ones.

Age doesn’t matter to a genius.

However, there will be no one who can draw illustrations like Min Hayoon and carry out such a plan.

He could say for sure.

“You know your strengths very well. You pushed your art as a strength that is comparable to professionals, but you chose a genre that minimizes gameplay to make up for the weaknesses that only high school programmers can find.”

In fact, if Min Hayoon had intended to hire an adult programmer, she could have used one somehow.

However, it is not easy for Min Hayoon to control and move adult programmers.

That’s why she got a programmer from Choi Arin’s school…

Well, even that, if you look at it positively, there was no particular reason to correct it.

“In addition, if you plan to hire professional voice actors, this will also act as a strength.”

“I’m planning to use pro voice actors.”

“Yes, that’s why your plan is excellent. As a high school student, you have created an environment where you can make a game that is comparable to an adult game team.”

Park Geun-soo spoke so passionately that he even spat.

That’s how much he liked Min Hayoon’s plan.

“Why did you want to make a club? Tell me honestly.”

“I didn’t want to waste time. And also, I wanted to get some money for dinner to treat my seniors.”

“Yes! That’s the right mindset for a team leader. Isn’t it? Taking care of your people, and blocking external variables to push the project to the end!”

Min Hayoon’s boldness, which others would have looked down on, seemed to be a favorable factor for Park Geun-soo.

So Park Geun-soo.

“I’ll help you.”

“You’ll help?”

“I’m saying I’ll be your club advisor. I don’t know how much the budget will be, but if I actively express my opinion, you’ll be able to get around 200,000 won per semester.”

“That much?”

“Yes, you can use that to have dinner with the kids and keep pushing the project forward. Instead.”

“Instead?”

“It must be completed by this year. If you can’t release the game within this year, I’ll be out of the advisor from next year.”

He made a bold deal with Min Hayoon.

He’ll keep an eye on it this year.

Instead, if she doesn’t produce proper results, he’ll be out of the advisor from next year.

It was a really bold proposal.

Min Hayoon, who seemed to be contemplating for a moment, rummaged through her cell phone and brought up the funding page.

“The game will be released normally. We’ve already earned this much.”

The funding page had accumulated a whopping 36 million won in donations.

For a moment, Park Geun-soo’s eyes widened, but…

“Just because you opened a funding and received donations doesn’t mean the game will be completed. In the end, teams without perseverance will all collapse.”

“Ah, I agree with that.”

“If you’re trying to say how sincere you are, I understand, but you can’t get an answer from me to be an advisor until next year with just this.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Park Geun-soo didn’t back down easily either.

Min Hayoon bowed her head and thanked Park Geun-soo, who readily volunteered to be an advisor.

And then.

“This is the club establishment application with the student numbers and signatures of our three members. If I give this to you, can I assume that the club can be established?”

“If it doesn’t work, I’ll make it work. Where are they trying to steal people from a regular club that has no meaning when students with vision are gathered to work? It’s not right.”

Saying this, he told her that he would take care of everything, so she should go home before it gets too late, and left the classroom.

And Min Hayoon, who was quietly watching his back.

“This is amazing.”

Seeing Park Geun-soo’s back, who was truly a ‘good person’ itself, she thought that she might have gotten a better homeroom teacher than she thought.

As for Seokmin, who is being scolded by such a Park Geun-soo…

It’s a pity.

“Our class homeroom teacher’s recruitment is complete… To be honest, I don’t know why he’s doing it…”

After finishing the briefing on the advisor recruitment in the group chat, Min Hayoon packed her bag to go outside the classroom in order to properly digest the remaining schedule.

With this, the most worrisome problem was solved, so she was thinking of going home and concentrating on her art work again.

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A few days later.

Min Hayoon went to sleep a little after midnight, woke up early in the morning, and got on the school bus.

Honestly, she wanted to die.

She came to school staring blankly at the bus window, not knowing why she had to suffer such terrible torture.

“Eat this.”

“Yes…”

Then she came to her senses a little while chewing on the snack that Choi Arin brought to the classroom.

“Kwak Seok-min!”

After the morning assembly, where Park Geun-soo was verbally beating Kwak Seok-min again today.

“Min Hayoon.”

“Me?”

“Yes, you. I’ve chosen a club room, so hurry up and come.”

“Yes?”

“What do you mean, yes? Hey. I told you to follow me.”

Park Geun-soo, who called Min Hayoon, told her to stop talking nonsense and just follow him.

“Uh…”

How can a club be established so quickly?

She was a little surprised.