A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 25

The Martial Surgeon – 25

The Martial Surgeon 25

Chapter 5: Medical Student (5)

Jun-hoo got up from his seat and started a music app on his phone.

Optimum’s , which was dominating the recent music charts, began to play.

Jun-hoo showcased his choreography to the rhythm and melody.

Jun-hoo’s movements were full of energy, like a male idol. There was precision, and the connection between movements was as natural as flowing water.

His high-level choreography captivated not only the members of Jun-hoo’s group but also the other group members.

Jun-hoo had become a black hole, devouring the attention and interest of the auditorium.

‘This is nothing,’ Jun-hoo thought.

Jun-hoo smiled secretly.

In fact, Jun-hoo’s greatest weapon was his physicality.

Jun-hoo’s physical abilities, backed by inner strength, had already surpassed the realm of humans.

For Jun-hoo, digesting idol choreography was no different from chewing gum.

-First of all, his appearance stands out. He could be an idol.

The reason Jun-hoo decided to dance at the talent show.

The reason was thanks to the conversation he had with Sung-ho earlier.

Since the talent show was said to be a deep-rooted evil of Shinwon University’s OT [Orientation Trip, a common but sometimes problematic tradition in Korean universities], he decided to break through head-on with idol choreography.

So, 30 minutes ago.

He played the choreography video of the most popular male idol.

After watching it about four or five times.

Jun-hoo was able to memorize the choreography entirely, as quickly as roasting beans in a flash of lightning [a Korean idiom for doing something very quickly].

The choreography was similar to the stances of martial arts.

You just had to move your body according to certain rules.

If you understood those rules, you didn’t have to force the movements into your head.

“Senior, will this be enough?”

After finishing the choreography, Jun-hoo asked Yoon-gi, a second-year senior.

Yoon-gi belatedly came to his senses at Jun-hoo’s question.

“Huh? Uh. But you dance well? Were you in a dance club in high school?”

“Not really, I just like to dance.”

“I like it, but…”

Yoon-gi stroked his chin as if he was somewhat disappointed and continued.

“I’m worried that the other group members might feel like they’re just extras. That’s the only thing I’m worried about.”

“I’ll take care of that.”

“How?”

“The group members can just do simple choreography behind me. I’ve already planned it all out.”

Following Jun-hoo’s instructions, the group members got up from their seats.

They began to follow the choreography that Jun-hoo had prepared in advance.

The choreography that the group members were following was the first stance of the Azure Cloud Martial Arts, Azure Stream. (청운권법의 제1초식 청산유수)

Its difficulty was similar to that of modern gymnastics, so anyone could easily learn and master it.

It also had the advantage of looking plausible if done well.

Among the group members, Ah-young was clumsy.

So Jun-hoo taught Ah-young intensively.

He corrected her wrong movements and even told her the secrets to making the movements look cooler.

Thanks to that.

Jun-hoo’s group finished preparing for the talent show in just 40 minutes.

Other groups hadn’t even found a topic for the talent show yet.

“Wow, thanks to you, Jun-hoo, it’s much easier?”

Yoon-gi approached Jun-hoo and put his hand on his shoulder.

Originally, it took 90 minutes to prepare for the talent show, but thanks to Jun-hoo, the time was greatly reduced.

It was a bonus that there was no need to rack his brains.

Because Jun-hoo directed everything from start to finish for the talent show.

As expected, the top student was different.

“It’s just a field I’ve always been interested in.”

“At this point, we’re guaranteed to win first place. Everyone, take a good rest. I’m going to go get some fresh air.”

Yoon-gi left the seat with a relieved expression, and the group members finally relaxed.

The behavior and tone of voice were bound to be different depending on whether the senior was present or not.

Soon, questions from Ah-young, Sung-ho, and other group members poured into Jun-hoo.

When did you learn to dance?

How can you dance so well, etc.

Since he couldn’t honestly confess his martial arts experience.

Jun-hoo answered with plausible words.

‘Let’s see,’ he mused.

Now that he had safely resolved the first deep-rooted evil of Shinwon University’s OT, there was only one evil left.

If you had to weigh the importance, the remaining evil was one level higher than the talent show.

People could get hurt or even die.

But Jun-hoo was already looking forward to the remaining evil.

If he had passively resolved the first evil, he could actively break through the remaining evil.

He would smash the cruel acts disguised as tradition today.

Jun-hoo vowed inwardly.

* * *

Two hours had passed since the group assignments were completed. It was dark outside the window, and the cries of night bugs could be heard occasionally.

The talent show finally began.

Following the host’s progress, the groups went on stage in order from Group 1.

They began to perform the talent show they had prepared.

As it was a hastily prepared talent show, most of them performed songs, dances, and skits.

Of course, the quality was not good.

The majority of the talent shows were awkward, crude, and mistakes were frequent.

It was embarrassing for the people doing it.

Jun-hoo still didn’t understand why he had to do such a talent show that was embarrassing for the people watching.

‘We suffered, so you should suffer too,’ he thought.

It seemed like that was the only reason.

“Group 5, please come up on stage.”

Following the host’s words, Group 5, to which Jun-hoo belonged, stood on the stage.

Jun-hoo monopolized the center of the stage, and the group members lined up behind him in rows.

[You’re a boomerang. You’re destined to come back to me.]

The first verse began after the intro.

Jun-hoo began to perform the full-fledged choreography.

The group members behind him began to perform the choreography that Jun-hoo had taught them.

‘Amazing, really,’ Ah-young thought.

Ah-young was busy watching Jun-hoo’s back and admiring him. She didn’t say it, but Ah-young was a fan of the male idol Optimum.

She even searched for stage videos and *jikcams* [fan-taken close-up videos of idols] one by one.

But Jun-hoo’s dance lines were a carbon copy of Optimum’s members.

Energy and flexibility.

He was the same in that he digested two conflicting charms.

Maybe that’s why.

Jun-hoo exuded an overwhelming presence as if he filled the stage alone.

To get a perfect score on the college entrance exam, you wouldn’t have enough time even if you studied all day.

Ah-young wondered how Jun-hoo could take the time to acquire such high-level dance skills.

When Ah-young suddenly looked at the stage, the audience was all immersed in Jun-hoo.

It was natural.

Because Jun-hoo’s appearance was at the level of an idol, and Jun-hoo’s choreography was also at the level of an idol.

In other words, the people here were watching a current idol stage for free.

Soon, 3 minutes, which felt like 30 seconds, passed.

“…….”

“…….”

A heavy silence came after the song ended.

The cheers and applause began to push back that silence.

After the talent show, Group 5 succeeded in winning first place in the talent show without any objection and acquiring the prize.

It was all thanks to Jun-hoo.

* * *

“Jun-hoo. You were so cool. I’m going to become your fan.”

“I thought you were possessed by an idol. Kekeke [onomatopoeia for laughter].”

“You should have gone to an agency instead of medical school?”

Jun-hoo listened to the pouring praise from the surroundings with one ear and 흘렸다 [let it flow] it out with the other.

He was grateful for the praise, but he didn’t feel much emotion.

From some point on, Jun-hoo’s heart only started beating when he was studying medical knowledge.

Or only when he was treating sick people.

No matter how much he was praised for other things, he was indifferent.

The conversation with the group members ended soon after the talent show.

The freshmen returned to the pension from the auditorium one by one.

Unlike the other freshmen who had relieved expressions, Jun-hoo’s expression was serious.

Because the last deep-rooted evil of Shinwon University’s OT that he heard from Sung-ho remained.

It was the drinking culture.

According to Sung-ho, Shinwon University’s OT was notorious for forcing freshmen to drink.

Regardless of individual alcohol tolerance.

They had to accept and drink the alcohol given by the seniors unconditionally.

If they couldn’t drink, another freshman had to drink the alcohol instead.

Since there are individual differences in the ability to detoxify alcohol.

Jun-hoo couldn’t believe that such an absurd evil custom existed in a medical school that knew better than anyone else that life could be in danger if that limit was exceeded.

‘It’s okay,’ he thought.

‘I just need to cut off this evil custom in my class.’

While Jun-hoo was determined, a table was set up for drinks at the pension.

Soju [Korean distilled rice liquor] and beer were piled up in crates, and snacks and dried snacks were scattered everywhere.

Freshmen began to gather around the table in groups of three or five.

Since they had become close to each other while doing group activities, most of them sat down in groups.

“What’s coming is coming. I’m screwed. I’m trash at drinking.”

Sung-ho, who was sitting next to him, complained to Jun-hoo.

“If I die, bury me in a sunny place. Don’t let the enemies know about my death.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you don’t die.”

“What? Are you going to be my black knight [someone who takes the blame or drinks for another]?”

“A knight isn’t enough. An emperor?”

Jun-hoo 받아쳤다 [parried] Sung-ho’s joke.

The drinking party began in earnest as the seniors appeared.

Jun-hoo stepped forward to protect the peace of the freshmen.

And to correct the rotten drinking culture.

Jun-hoo got up from his seat and began to provoke the seniors.

“Are there any seniors here who are good at drinking? I’ve never been drunk before, but I want to drink with seniors who are good at drinking until our noses are crooked [completely drunk].”

“What is that bastard saying?”

“He’s never been drunk before? He must have never drunk alcohol before. Kekeke.”

“He doesn’t know his place and is 까부네 [acting up/being cheeky].”

Jun-hoo’s wide-area provocation was effective.

The seniors who were 술꾼s [heavy drinkers] in the seat said a word each and looked at Jun-hoo with fierce eyes.

By nature, along with game pride, 술 [alcohol] pride is something you can’t stand.

“Hey, Seo Jun-hoo, come here. You’re so good at drinking?”

Jung-seok, a third-year senior and the highest-ranking person in this seat, called Jun-hoo.

It was according to Jun-hoo’s plan.

If he gathered the seniors who were good at drinking in one place with wide-area provocation.

Wouldn’t there be no one to force alcohol on other freshmen?

Then today’s drinking party could flow peacefully.

Not only that.

If Jun-hoo, who had subdued the seniors with alcohol, participated in next year’s OT and didn’t force alcohol on the freshmen.

He could also prevent the dirty drinking culture of OT from being passed down.

“Yes. Senior. Did you call me?”

Jun-hoo pretended to be innocent and approached Jung-seok.

Seniors who were good at drinking were already 포진해 [positioned/stationed] next to Jung-seok.

They were already smiling 방긋방긋 [brightly/smugly] at the thought of 골탕 먹일 [messing with/screwing over] Jun-hoo.

‘Yeah, right,’ Jun-hoo thought.

‘Laugh as much as you can when you can laugh.’

“You look like you’ve never even tasted alcohol, but you’re good at drinking?”

“Yes. I think I can drink at least better than the seniors.”

“Are you 당돌한 [audacious]? Are you 멍청한 [stupid]? Have a drink.”

Jung-seok filled a beer glass with soju and handed it to Jun-hoo.

Jun-hoo emptied the glass without hesitation.

Then some seniors raised their eyes as if they were surprised.

“The freshmen will also offer a drink to the seniors.”

Jun-hoo poured alcohol for the seniors around him one by one.

Perhaps thinking that they couldn’t be 밀릴 [pushed back/outdone] in the 기 싸움 [battle of wills/psychological warfare].

Everyone 넘겼다 [downed] the glass that Jun-hoo filled.

Three bottles of soju were 거덜 [emptied/finished] in an instant.

“They say that people who are really good at drinking don’t eat snacks. Because you have to fill your stomach with alcohol instead of snacks. The same goes for beer. I’ll clean it all up this time.”

Jun-hoo 당돌하게 [audaciously] removed all the snacks and beer from the table.

The seniors were 어버버거릴 [stammering/flustered] at Jun-hoo’s surprise attack and couldn’t cope.

The drinking party continued.

Jun-hoo 넘겼다 [downed] the soju filled in beer glasses with the seniors like water.

Originally, he was good at drinking since 무림 [the martial arts world], and Jun-hoo had a 필살 [sure-kill] weapon.

It was inner strength.

By using inner strength, he could detoxify the alcohol in his blood vessels.

The alcohol-evaporated alcohol was just water.

In other words, unlike other seniors, Jun-hoo was drinking water instead of soju.

쿵! [thump]

쿵! [thump]

In less than an hour, the seniors 처박았다 [smashed/buried] their heads on the floor.

Some went to the bathroom and didn’t come back.

Some groaned in pain and 기었다 [crawled] on the floor like earthworms.

Jung-seok lasted the longest, but of course, he couldn’t 감당할 [handle/cope with] Jun-hoo.

Immediately after drinking 4 bottles of soju.

Jung-seok became 고주망태 [completely drunk/smashed] and 뻗었다 [passed out] on the floor.

After giving the 술 빌런s [alcohol villains/alcohol abusers] a nightmare, Jun-hoo safely returned to his group members.

Now there was no doubt who the real 술꾼 [heavy drinker] was.