Memories of the past suddenly rushed back into the mind.While still in high school, Jeong Taeui participated in a movie research club. Of course, he doesn't do grandiose things like research and deeply evaluate the values surrounding it, but simply watch a movie every week with his team members. At the end of each period, there would be a review of the member's performance, so he had to write and submit something like a feeling about the movie. Three or four people will decide on a topic together and choose the film to write a review.
At that time, Taeui's team decided on a film with elements of bloody horror mixed with a bit of the chivalric courage of young men of the same age. He remembers watching those haunting scenes of gore for two hours straight one Sunday afternoon after struggling to borrow a disc.
Jeong Taeui looked at the LCD screen, recalling those memories of his school days.
With the general training coming to an end, the final task is to edit the data during the training period and select useful parts to show to the members on the final day. Ilay took over the task, but he said it was annoying and handed it over to Jeong Taeui. He had to turn over a record of video recordings of the past 10 days of training.
Even though it's only been 10 days, Gyoho has already selected and almost finished editing them, so now he only needs to review them for about three or four hours. Taeui doesn't think it's that difficult since 2 hours have already passed.
Back in the day, Jeong Taeui had to watch a movie that he didn't want to see because of the review, in fact he could skip it because he didn't care about his ranking in the club very much, but he couldn't give it up on his own because it could directly affect the members other in his small group. Now, because of the gore scenes in the video now, he suddenly remembers those unhappy memories. In the scene the video is playing, blood and flesh are splattered all over the screen. At least one-on-one fights look a little less devastating. And he's seen a lot of broken arms or traumatic brain injuries that have to be taken to the clinic. However, many videos were taken during free training, and in the fiercest battles, nine to ten cases had Ilay in them. < Ilay: Ehe >
Although no one was beaten to death, after watching the scene of 3 men in a row lying in a pool of gore in the video, Jeong Taeui almost no longer has any appetite for anything. He pauses the video and feels sorry for Gyoho for having to edit and re-edit these horrible things for the past 10 days. Taeui had only half watched it and his brain was already exploding. After giving his eyes a little rest, he was about to go back and watch it again and hand it over to Ilay.
Jeong Taeui scratched his head and bitterly smacked his lips. Suddenly he felt sorry for himself when he was caught up in this mess when normally he could lie down in his room and relax after a day of work.
He reached back and rubbed his tired nape of the neck, intending to go upstairs for a moment to breathe some fresh air. But as soon as he stood up, the phone rang.
The red light flashed. A non-internal phone call at this hour without listening to him could tell who was on the other end of the line.
"Uncle."
"Are you okay?"
Who else but uncle Changin.
Although in all likelihood he was sure it was his uncle, there was a hint of invisible disappointment creeping in as Taeui still expected the person on the other end of the line to be someone else. He whispered in frustration.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Ah, I just called to see if anything happened. Are you still alive? Was this training helpful in any way?"

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