I Became a Law School Genius – 91



I Became a Genius Law School Student Episode 91

“They say there is no major problem with your health.”

Hanseol lying on the emergency room bed smiled slightly.

“They said he just passed out for a moment because he was a little tired. “If you rest well and eat well you will recover quickly.”

So he looks cool and rolls up his sleeves as if to say don’t worry.

“…I told you not to overdo it.”

“don’t worry. “I won’t avoid it during debate competitions….”

“Is that important now you burnt son?”

I rushed to the hospital and heard the whole story from Han Seol.

Also about how her mother forced a murderous schedule and the reason why.

‘Damn it.’

The existence of a variable called me ended up rolling the snowball.

In the original work Han Seol applied to be an intern at Jin & Ahn and also participated in a debate contest.

Nevertheless I was not forced to study this excessively and suffered from excessive interference.

A bastard named Park Yoo-seung came out of nowhere and pushed aside my proud daughter.

That fact made Hanseol’s mother put more pressure on her.

“…don’t say anything.”

“Yeah sorry.”

Han Seol smiled bitterly.

“But if you had told me you would have thought it was your fault. “Like now.”

“….”

“Let me be clear is this all done of my own will? My goal is to become a law clerk I applied for an internship and I also participated in a legal argument competition with you. entire.”

So Hanseol’s argument was that there was no reason for me to feel responsible.

‘really….’

The most difficult part was saying something that was half true.

Han Seol did not lie.

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Although he started studying under pressure from his mother and the goal of becoming a law clerk and judge was instilled in him it has now become second nature to Hanseol.

She doesn’t particularly hate studying.

Because of his sincere and steady temperament he actually feels more uncomfortable when he doesn’t study like me. The will to achieve the goal is also firm.

In short he was the type that would take care of himself if left alone.

‘The problem is that my mother doesn’t really think that way.’

There are many ways to face failure.

You can just forget about it or you can use it as a springboard for growth and rise above it.

But sometimes… there are people who spend the rest of their lives unable to escape the swamp of failure.

Han Seol’s mother Jang Hwa-eun was exactly that type.

If you think about it she was our distant senior.

After graduating from Korea University’s law school he devoted his youth to preparing for the bar exam but failed in the end and ended up compromising with reality getting married and starting a family.

In fact up to that point I felt a bit of a sense of kinship.

In my past life I was a strange case in that I failed to become a lawyer even after applying for the second round but the same thing was true: the unfulfilled dream left me with a scar.

But in the end unlike me who lived with failure Jang Hwa-eun could not accept that she had failed.

So she changed her career path.

Although I was no longer able to participate in the exam preparation on my own I instead jumped into the exam industry and became an instructor teaching exam law.

You may wonder what kind of instructor a person who is not even a lawyer is.

However surprisingly among test takers in this country there were quite a few cases where students took advantage of the know-how they had accumulated while taking the test and immediately changed jobs to become instructors.

In fact ‘The Knot of Civil Law’ which I absolutely love was also a masterpiece written by an instructor who was not a lawyer but a former test taker.

‘Actually Jang Hwa-eun wasn’t that bad as an instructor but…’

Rather that became more of a problem. As a steady stream of successful students became lawyers and prosecutors Jang Hwa-eun began to deceive herself.

I came to truly believe that I did not become an instructor because I failed but that I devoted myself to this path from the beginning to nurture outstanding students to be the best.

With a noble sense of purpose we are focusing on nurturing younger students. The results are good too. So at least when it comes to taking exams the self-righteousness and stubbornness that you are always right and know better than anyone else grew using the wounds of the past as fertilizer.

In this way Jang Hwa-eun became a monster swallowed up by failure.

Needless to say the first sacrifice offered to the monster was her only daughter.

“Why are you making that face? I’m really fine. “Look I actually slept a little bit and my arms are brighter than usual….”

“Hanseol.”

“…huh.”

“I think lawyers are essentially idiots.”

I didn’t look at Han Xue.

“In order to realize what I believe is right and what I have learned is right I jump into other people’s stories at will. “We evaluate things using various standards draw conclusions and then put them into practice.”

Being a lawyer is essentially that kind of profession.

Therefore those who aspire to it also have no choice but to be born-in-laws.

Even if it’s not my job if I come across something that I don’t like I get so itchy that I can’t stand it and end up throwing it away.

“therefore….”

“huh.”

“I guess I’ll have to be a little more naughty.”

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Instead of answering Hanseol smiled faintly.

‘It’s implied consent.’

* * *

To solve the problem it was necessary to meet directly with Han Seol’s mother Jang Hwa-eun.

So I didn’t go back and waited in the hospital room.

“I don’t have to go? “You don’t like having your study routine broken.”

“Don’t worry. “Because there is a way.”

I took out a small journal from the briefcase I carried with me during my internship.

I kept it as a spare piece to review every now and then but I never thought the time would come when I would use it like this.

However the act of waiting itself was in vain.

Several hours passed and Jang Hwa-eun did not come even after I had reviewed every chapter in the memory book and Han Seol was about to fall asleep.

‘No matter what I heard that my daughter collapsed.’

Hanseol’s father was on a business trip overseas so this is out of the question.

The only guardian who came to visit her in the hospital room was her mother but even until it was very late there was no sign of Jang Hwa-eun coming.

“…I’m going. “I’m taking good care of myself.”

It was getting dark so I had no choice but to go back home.

The next day I took Hanseol who was discharged from the hospital to her home.

First he pushed the patient into his room and came out where he was able to meet the person he was trying to meet.

“under.”

My first impression of Jang Hwa-eun was not very good.

“You are that Park Yoo-seung.”

“nice to see you.”

“Where are you coming from?”

I didn’t expect to be welcomed but the response was so sharp that I couldn’t speak well of it.

“It’s a friend’s house.”

“A friend who collapsed while hanging out with you.”

“I don’t think this is something to be said by someone who didn’t even visit their daughter who was taken to the emergency room.”

What Jang Hwa-eun said was wrong.

Han Seol applied for the internship not because of me but because she wanted to gain experience to overcome her weaknesses through her own will and the direct cause of her collapse was because Jang Hwa Eun forced her to have an excessive study schedule.

“….”

Jang Hwa-eun who was looking at me disapprovingly changed the subject as if she had nothing to say in response.

“Well it just turned out well. “Because I also have something to tell you when I see you.”

Jang Hwa-eun turned her back and headed toward the study leaving me alone.

I stared at her back for a moment and then followed her inside.

‘…Why are there so many books?’

Jang Hwa-eun’s study was so crowded with all kinds of law books and exam book workbooks that it was almost impossible to walk in.

Even the professor’s lab at Hankuk University Law School was not this chaotic.

It wouldn’t be strange if it was a sign of research and effort as an instructor to teach better… but at first glance most of the books looked like they were new and untouched.

Like a crow decorated with the feathers of other birds.

Would it be too biased to say that it felt like a castle wall built by borrowing and stealing the authority of others?

After standing in the study for a while Jang Hwa-eun blurted out.

“you.”

It was a very stereotypical line.

“Don’t hang out with my kid. “Because it only affects me negatively.”

‘Is it a drama?’

Aside from the fact that it was a phrase that was only seen in morning dramas or youth novels from the 1900s it was shocking to me.

“Isn’t that the line you usually say to friends who aren’t good at studying? “I’m much better than your daughter.”

This body. Korea University Law School ranked 1st (provisional).

At the same time I was confident that I had helped Hanseol and that I had not caused him any harm.

Of course that help was not a one-sided donation but was closer to a relationship of reciprocity.

“That’s why it’s more of a problem.”

Jang Hwa-eun dismissed it like that.

“If you mistake the competitor you need to defeat as a friend you lose your stamina.”

“her.”

“Until you showed up you were a kid who just followed what I said and studied. There was no such thing as turning a blind eye to something unnecessary. If this continues it’s obvious that I won’t be able to become a law clerk because of you.”

It’s all my fault that Hanseol is actively involved in various activities and that he can’t get the head position.

If I fail to achieve my goal of becoming a law clerk in the future it will be my fault.

In that way Jang Hwa-eun passed the blame on to me.

‘That’s funny.’

Ranking is a relative evaluation.

Even though I was just too good for a first-year law school student armed with the experience of taking exams from a previous life it wasn’t that Hanseol’s skills were particularly poor or lacking.

Rather her skills have improved dramatically over the past semester. I also made up for the weaknesses and limitations I felt.

It was a story that can be seen just by looking at the fact that the score was the same as Shin Seo-jun who was unable to catch it in the original work.

In the end no matter how proudly she spoke it was as if Jang Hwa-eun was not even able to properly understand her daughter’s skills.

So I had no choice but to ask.

“How can you be so sure?”

The reason why I think Hanseol will not be able to achieve his goal of becoming a law clerk if things continue the way they are now.

And the reason why I am confident that my thoughts are 100% right.

What on earth is that?

“That’s natural.”

Jang Hwa-eun pointed to the textbooks piled up in the study.

“Unlike you who have studied law for less than a year… I am an exam expert who has been in this field for decades.”

That is the basis of Jang Hwa-eun’s stubbornness.

“Do you know how many lawyers and prosecutors I have trained so far? “The judge hasn’t come out yet but that doesn’t matter because Seol will be the first.”

Achievements accumulated as an instructor. personal history.

“She can’t do it alone. But if I the expert back you up and guide you in the right way you can do it.”

There was such strong and firm self-confidence that at first glance it could be seen as dogmatic.

But it wasn’t just confidence that came from professional accomplishments.

This person is just trying to cover up failures from decades ago.

Leaning on the success of students who have tried their hand at books and materials written by others.

I am never wrong. So there was also a distorted trajectory of life in which I constantly made excuses saying that the failures I experienced were not my fault.

‘Then there is room to squeeze in.’

“Fuha.”

“…What’s so funny?”

“No just. “If only my mother knew exam law so well and had mastered the correct methodology.”

It touches on the complex that runs through Jang Hwa-eun’s life.

“I was wondering if you didn’t have cross eyes. “It’s not about failing and running away from being an instructor.”

“what?”

Why are you showing off so much when you couldn’t even pass the second round of the bar exam?

I tried it.