Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 469

Hey, I’m cute, right? Hey, I’m cute, right? Extra – Episode 44 (2)

Today is Monday, the day for learning assessments.

Siha arrived at school and hung up his backpack.

He took out his pencil case and sat down.

Seungjun was sitting next to him, and as soon as Siha arrived, he started shaking his shoulder excitedly.

“Wow~ It’s Siha!”

“Wow~ It’s Seungjun~”

Only after greeting each other did the conversation proceed.

“Siha, did you study a lot?”

“Yeah. I studied a lot. I don’t think I need to look at it anymore.”

“Right. What’s the point of looking at it now? It’s already too late.”

“Huh?”

Siha said he didn’t need to study anymore because he had already studied hard, while Seungjun had given up, saying it was useless to look at it now.

Hana shook her head at Seungjun.

“Oppa [older brother, used by girls], I told you to study in advance.”

“Hey. It’s not like I don’t study. I study soccer hard.”

“Soccer players need to study well too.”

“Still, it’s not like I don’t do anything at all. I’ve never not done my homework.”

“Doing homework isn’t studying.”

“Ah, whatever.”

Seungjun collapsed on his desk.

He looked like the sports kids from cartoons who sleep every morning.

Siha poked Seungjun’s side.

“Hahaha! It tickles!”

Seungjun grabbed his side and abruptly raised his upper body.

Siha didn’t care and poked him again.

“Don’t sleep.”

“I know. I’m not sleeping. I wasn’t sleeping!”

“Let’s study now, even if it’s just for a bit. I’ll teach you.”

“It’s already too late.”

“But Seungjun, you said before that a goal can still be scored even if there’s only one minute left.”

“!!!”

“So it’s not too late yet.”

“?!?!

Seungjun looked shocked.

How could he forget that spirit? This couldn’t be happening. Then shouldn’t he study now, even if it’s just for a bit? But he doesn’t want to study.

Siha said.

“It’s fun to study together. Let’s look at this.”

“Okay. Sure.”

So Siha and Seungjun started reviewing together.

Hana also studied with Yeonju.

Suddenly, a study atmosphere was forming.

Jongsu smiled contentedly as he watched them.

He had been studying since earlier, but it was a bit uncomfortable because everyone was talking. However, with more kids studying, it seemed to have quieted down a bit.

“Seungjun already won.”

From what Jongsu heard, he was sure they had forgotten who would win. That was a bit upsetting, but in the end, winning against Siha in studying was what mattered.

He had no intention of losing in what he was best at.

“Jongsu, fighting!”

Jongsu nodded at Jaehui’s small encouragement.

“Yeah. You do well too.”

While the kids were studying hard, Eunwoo and Yundong were a bit different.

Eunwoo was writing rap lyrics in the blank spaces of his textbook.

“Puhaha.”

He was laughing to himself, wondering what was so fun.

Yundong, who was next to him, wasn’t even taking out his textbook and was staring blankly out the window.

He was simply indifferent to the learning assessment.

Or rather, he wasn’t that passionate about it.

As that scene unfolded in the classroom, the homeroom teacher walked in.

“Alright, everyone~ Today is the day of the learning assessment.”

“Yes!”

“It’s time to check if you’ve all studied hard and mastered everything so far. Are you all ready?”

“No!”

The teacher ignored the children’s unanimous response that they weren’t ready.

“Yes. You’re all ready, right?!”

“No!!”

“Then let’s start the learning assessment. This is to help you understand how well you’ve learned and what you don’t know, so don’t peek at your neighbor’s paper. Got it?”

“No!”

“If you peek, the teacher will take away one star.”

“No way!”

The star stickers the teacher gave were important.

She said she would give amazing gifts to those who collected a lot.

The problem was that they didn’t know what the gift was, but the children valued the star stickers.

“Alright. Shall we start the test? First, separate your desks.”

Seungjun and Siha’s desks moved apart.

Seungjun reached out his hand and said to Siha.

“No. Siha. I can’t be separated like this!”

“Seungjun. We’ll meet again.”

The teacher thought.

Seriously. Is separating desks such a big deal that they have to act like this?

You’d think they were dividing the North and South.

“Hana.”

“Yeah?”

Yeonju said with a determined face.

She took an eraser out of her pencil case and broke it in half.

Then she handed one piece to Hana.

Yeonju said with a wistful look.

“Let’s match this eraser on the day we meet again. Got it?”

Yeonju and Hana’s erasers fit perfectly, like puzzle pieces.

“We can meet again even when we grow up.”

“Yeah. Yeonju.”

The teacher stared at the two in disbelief.

If Seungjun and Siha were joking, Yeonju watched them carefully and practiced acting.

Hana wasn’t flustered and accepted it as if it was natural.

But kids. It’s just that the desks are being separated for the learning assessment. You’ll put the desks back when it’s over.

Is this really something to do?!?

“Ye, Yeonju. Do well.”

The moment Jaehui cheered for Yeonju, the acting broke.

Yeonju, who had come to her senses, smiled and said.

“Yeah. Jaehui, you do well too.”

“Uhm. Thank you.”

“Let’s both get a hundred points.”

“Yeah!”

Jaehui looked to the side and told Jongsu to do well too.

Jongsu was secretly a bit sad.

Because she said that to Yeonju first.

“Puhaha. Learning assessment! Learning assessment!”

As Eunwoo was just laughing, Yundong quietly moved his desk for him.

“Oh. Yundong. Thanks.”

“Move your chair yourself.”

“Puhaha! Okay. Okay. I just have to move it quickly.”

Eunwoo dragged his chair sideways while sitting on it.

Creak. Creak.

The teacher watched the children separating their desks in such diverse ways.

It was amazing how separating desks could result in so many different patterns.

“Alright. Alright. Now that you’ve all separated them, I’ll hand out the test papers. Make sure to take out your pencils and erasers.”

“Yes!”

“First, it’s math.”

“Aaaah~”

Many children disliked math.

But the teacher didn’t care and distributed the test papers.

The children grabbed their pencils and started solving the problems diligently.

Seungjun looked at the problem.

[A swimmer won the following medals at a competition. Which medal did they win the most?]

[Gold medals: 2, Silver medals: 7, Bronze medals: 4.]

[Write down the solution process and the answer.]

It was an applied version of the problem that asked which number was bigger in math.

A problem to check the concept of big and small.

And a problem where dictation was also possible depending on how the solution process was written.

The teacher watched how the children wrote their answers.

First, Seungjun.

[Solution process: People only remember those who win gold medals anyway, so they only remember the number of gold medals. So the answer is gold medals with 2.]

[Answer: Gold medal]

The teacher looked dumbfounded.

Seriously. Why is that the answer…? Should I say it’s right? Or should I say it’s wrong?

Her head was already starting to hurt from grading.

[An archer hit the target and scored points. 9 points, 10 points, 8 points. Then how many points did the archer get in total?]

Addition problem.

The teacher looked at Siha’s answer this time.

First, she thought it was fortunate that he wrote silver medal for the swimmer problem.

Then how would he do the addition problem?

[Solution process: 9+10+8 = 19+8 = 27]

[Answer: 27]

[But teacher. Hyung [older brother, used by males] can hit all 10 points. 30 points. It has a 3 in it, so I think this is a better problem.]

The teacher shook her head.

Seriously? Siha? You don’t have to write personal opinions like that?!

He was writing something that was hard to tell whether it was a test or a letter.

Wait?

Then he must have added a footnote to the swimmer problem too, right?

[If it was hyung, it would all be gold medals, so 2+7+4 is 13. 13 gold medals. It has a 3 in it, so it’s a good problem. Teacher, this is a good problem because it has a 3 in it.]

What kind of footnote is this?

Even if there’s enough time to solve the problem, he’s writing this too?

It’s like the teacher is taking the learning assessment.

Anyway, hyung and 3 are always included.

Even if he likes them so much!

Still, the other kids from Gangin Kindergarten were solving it well.

Jongsu raised his hand and said he had finished because he had solved everything too easily.

“If you’ve finished, the teacher will collect them. And be quiet because your friends are taking the test.”

“Yes.”

Jaehui was solving it diligently, and Yeonju was also solving it diligently.

Surprisingly, Yundong was also solving it just fine, which was surprising.

The last one was Eunwoo.

He looked at the swimmer’s medal problem.

[Solution process: A dirty world that only remembers gold medals. But I don’t give up, the love ‘silver’ world!

I’ll start remembering from ‘silver’ time.

The status I have! yo!]

[Answer: Silver medal.]

The teacher was stunned by the solution process.

Seriously. The answer is right! It is right! But the solution process! The solution process! What should I do with this!

No, let’s say it’s wrong. No, but he did compare them, right? Gold medals and silver medals. Or not? Uh? Since I’m seeing him compare them, should I say it’s right? Uh??

Still, I should say it’s wrong because he has to compare the numbers. Triangle. Yeah. Triangle.

The homeroom teacher shook her head at such an answer.

She was strangely passing by the kids from Gangin Kindergarten more often because she was secretly grading the answers in her head.

***

After the eventful math learning assessment, the children gathered together.

If they were middle and high school students, they would have submitted OMR cards [optical mark recognition cards] with answer sheets, but since the children wrote their answers on the test papers, it was difficult to compare them.

Seungjun said to Siha.

“Siha, did you do well?”

“Yeah! I did really well. I think I’ll get a hundred points.”

“Wow! Awesome!”

“Then did Seungjun do well?”

“Yeah! I wrote the answers really well too. Maybe I’ll get a hundred points?”

“Oh! Awesome!”

Siha clapped his hands gently.

While they were dreaming of getting perfect scores, Jongsu walked up to Siha.

“Hey, Lee Siha.”

“Yeah?”

“What did you write for the medal problem? Silver medal, right?”

“Yeah. I wrote silver medal too?”

Jongsu remembered the problem and compared the answers.

Seungjun’s eyes widened at that.

“Huh? Isn’t it gold medal?”

Jongsu looked at Seungjun with a pathetic look.

“You idiot. There are only 2 gold medals. There are 7 silver medals. Of course, there are more silver medals.”

“Huh? No. People only remember gold medals, so of course, there are more gold medals.”

“You’re not supposed to think like that, you’re supposed to ask about the number. You idiot.”

Seungjun turned his head and looked at Hana.

He needed someone on his side.

“Hey. Hana. You wrote gold medal, right? We’re twins.”

Hana shook her head.

“Oppa. It’s silver medal.”

“Huh?”

Seungjun looked betrayed for some reason.

Jongsu smirked at that.

“Ah. I got one more right?”

“It’s not over yet! There’s Korean next! And you can get other things wrong.”

“I get all these things right.”

Seungjun grabbed Siha’s wrist as if he was angry at Jongsu’s attitude.

“Siha. Let’s study next. Next study!”

“Yeah. And Seungjun. It’s okay. You can do better next time.”

“Yeah. The game isn’t over yet!”

The two of them went back to their seats and opened their textbooks.

They didn’t know what kind of Korean problems would come out, but they started studying hard.

Watching the two of them, Jongsu also felt a little uneasy and quietly went back to his seat and opened his textbook.

They were stimulating each other and working hard.

Regardless of those three, the other 5 people were just blinking their eyes.

Yeonju said to Jaehui.

“Jaehui, do you think you got a hundred points?”

“Um. I don’t know. It was too difficult.”

“Yeah. It was difficult for me too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah!”

“That’s a relief.”

Jaehui stroked his chest.

Yeonju smiled at Jaehui.

Hana passed by the two of them and approached her brother.

“Oppa. I’ll help you too.”

“I don’t get help from my younger sister. Go away.”

“Tsk tsk. Then if you get a lot wrong, call me noona [older sister, used by males] from now on.”

“I don’t want to!”

Siha said something in response to Seungjun’s reaction.

“I like younger siblings.”

Of course, this was just Siha’s personal opinion.