I Became a Law School Genius – 122



I Became a Genius Law School Student Episode 122

I looked back at Hanseol and Lee Haru. The question was who would stand at the front as the representative.

Although I am the one who actually led this team the nominal team leader is Han Seol.

“You do it. “That’s right.”

“Is that so?”

“huh. “I could never have come up without you.”

Actually that also applied to Hanseol.

If I hadn’t had a partner as trustworthy as her I wouldn’t have been able to focus on understanding the key issues.

‘If that were the case I would definitely have made mistakes several times.’

These were problems that could never be overcome alone. However even knowing this Hanseol gave me the opportunity so it would be right for me to comply with his will.

So I stood in front of Lee Hwan. Across a small podium I faced the big man called the Director of the National Court Administration.

He stared at me for a moment with gentle eyes and then he let out a low barely audible voice.

“You’re Changsu’s nephew right?”

‘uh?’

Did you know Kang Chang-soo?

“I’m a member of the Judicial Research and Training Institute. “He became a Supreme Court Justice before me and retired before me.”

After explaining that he added a little.

“You have a nephew to be proud of. “I envy you.”

“….”

It was a new feeling for me to feel that I had come this far.

It’s been half a year since I was possessed by the bastard Park Yoo-seung.

My body which had been treated as an embarrassment and a nuisance to the family was now being heard as a source of pride.

At this level wouldn’t you deserve to feel a little proud?

“crape. “Winning.”

I quietly lowered my head to show respect and swallowed those sentiments.

The awards ceremony ended quickly. It was really fortunate that Lee Hwan was a person who did not enjoy being ostentatious or pretentious.

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After giving the award he simply congratulated us on our hard work and went back leaving us all free.

“Ahh! wait a minute! wait for me!”

correction. Not everyone found freedom.

“Are you Mr. Park Yu-seung Hankuk University Law School? Would it be okay for you three to interview me briefly?”

As we were about to go back someone anxiously called us out.

When I turned around I saw a woman holding a camera and a notepad in her hands stomping her feet and chasing me.

“Interview?”

“yes! Oh my look at my mind. I didn’t even introduce you. “I’m reporter Na Min-joo from the Law Times.”

A woman who identified herself as Nam Min-ju handed me a business card.

Reporter Nam Min-joo Legal Newspaper.

It was a simple design with name and affiliation displayed.

‘Why is this to me?’

I knew that the legal newspaper publishes an article covering the finals every year. It was also true that the article included an interview with the winning team.

The problem was why it was targeting me.

‘In the original it went to Shin Seo-jun.’

There are two winning teams every year detective and civil affairs but only one team usually gets the interview article.

And of course the one featured in the newspaper at this year’s competition was the civil affairs team led by Shin Seo-jun.

“Oh you didn’t know. Actually it’s becoming quite a hot topic around here. “The detective team at Hankuk University Law School.”

“yes?”

“In previous rounds spectators were also allowed right? Actually I came to cover the civil affairs section and while I had time to spare I also watched the criminal semi-finals.”

But well it’s so exciting. Nam Min-joo’s eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.

“The defendant faked a confession to hide the real criminal! It’s an unprecedented truth. Park Yoo-seung’s performance in revealing that was also amazing. “I took a video and shared it with the editorial department and everyone said that this year’s interview must be done here.”

‘her.’

In short it was a self-inflicted disaster.

“Please. The article will be helpful in some way. I will also give you a small compensation so please….”

‘How do I do it?’

Actually the interview itself was no problem. It wasn’t like he had any aversion to selling his face anymore.

‘It’s just a matter of timing…’

I asked Namjoo.

“Do we really have to do that interview with all three of them?”

“No no! Not really! Of course I would be very happy if all three of you could attend but if it is difficult it is okay for one person to represent you.”

“Did you hear?”

I nudged Hanseol who was quietly listening next to me on the back.

“good.”

“What? “Why are you like that?”

Lee Haru was about to express a question but looked around and closed his mouth as if he realized something.

This is where Hanseol’s eyes were focused a little while ago.

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Jang Hwa-eun was standing in a corner of the conference room staring in silence.

“…Is that okay?”

“okay. “I will have the interview all to myself.”

Hanseol smiled faintly at me who dared to joke.

“…I’ll be back.”

“Tie it well sister.”

Lee Haru clenched his small fists and cheered her on.

“Okay then.”

I clapped my hands to get their attention.

“Shall we go?”

“Oh yes! Over there…!”

* * *

My mouth never dropped.

Jang Hwa-eun couldn’t look her daughter’s face straight. It wasn’t just about this moment.

‘Have I… ever looked at this child properly?’

Therefore she turned her head fixed her gaze on the distant wall and barely managed to utter a single word.

“…You did a good job.”

“….”

There was no reply from my daughter.

“And he looked happy. It was the first time I knew it. “That you were able to make that kind of expression.”

Only then did Hanseol react.

“Because it wasn’t fun. In the meantime.”

It was a phrase that condensed twenty years of history into just one sentence.

“Do you blame me?”

“Are you holding a grudge?”

“okay.”

“About what?”

“that….”

Jang Hwa-eun was speechless.

Actually I had a lot to answer. More accurately it would have been correct to say that there were many things to answer. Because there were more than one wrong she did to her daughter.

But for some reason Jang Hwa-eun couldn’t say anything out loud.

It didn’t seem like that would work.

Looking at her mother like that Hanseol let out a dry smile.

“no. “I don’t hold any grudges.”

Jang Hwa-eun’s eyes widened at the next words.

“For me yes. “I always felt sorry for my mom.”

“…what?”

The sincerity of a daughter who has not been heard or tried to be heard for a long time.

“I knew. “My mom thinks of me as a replacement for herself.”

Han Xue is not stupid. On the contrary Jang Hwa-eun was much smarter than she thought.

She knew very well that her mother still had not recovered from the failures of decades ago.

Jang Hwa-eun’s harshness was not purely a matter of telling her to do well. A pathetic struggle to release old trauma and find meaning in my life through my daughter’s success.

Even though he knew full well that this was the case Hanseol faithfully followed his mother’s instructions.

“I was a good daughter who listened to my mother well.”

But it wasn’t because Jang Hwa-eun was afraid. The whip she lifts. Harsh words. Coercive attitude. It wasn’t the result of being weighed down by these things either.

“I feel sorry for my mom. I want you to be happy. “It’s because I thought it would be nice if you could smile thanks to me… even if it’s just like this.”

“…!”

Only then did Jang Hwa-eun’s gaze which had been pinned to the wall turn to her daughter.

Hanseol said that he sympathized with her and pitied her. It is said that the reason he endured such a difficult and painful process from a young age was because his mother took pity on him.

“I am I….”

Jang Hwa-eun thought that her daughter was blaming her.

It had to be that way. Jang Hwa-eun herself was well aware that her teaching method was overly harsh.

They have simply justified it by insisting that this is the only way to succeed saying it is inevitable.

Therefore after the mansion was shattered by Park Yu-seung there was nothing left for Jang Hwa-eun. How can you be forgiven if what you have done so far was not even right?

Do you have the right to ask for forgiveness?

‘iced coffee.’

But Jang Hwa-eun’s daughter was a much stronger person than she thought.

“I’ll be honest. “It was really hard.”

“….”

“While I was following my mother’s methods I never once felt that studying was enjoyable. I had no choice but to do it because I had to so I forced myself to do it. But no matter how hard I tried instead of praising me my mom just whipped me more.”

Because it was all true Jang Hwa-eun could not say anything.

“I don’t hold any grudges. Because I know my mom is that kind of person. Because she is that kind of mother’s daughter. But I will take revenge in my own way.”

“plural…?”

“Please watch.”

Hanseol’s mouth portrayed a smile that did not match the cold sound of the word revenge.

“To see me succeed. “Please watch me run through every step of the process completely enjoying it which is the exact opposite of my mom’s way.”

It was indeed revenge in some sense. Every time Jang Hwa-eun encounters her daughter’s success she will have no choice but to face her own mistakes. It was obviously going to be very painful for her.

Jang Hwa-eun closed her eyes.

After what felt like a very long silence she opened her eyes again. Her only daughter was giving her a straight look without even the slightest wavering.

As Jang Hwa-eun faced those gazes there was only one thought that came to mind.

‘…they don’t look alike either. Not like me.’