The Regressed Chaebol Grandson Finds It Hard to Forgive - Chapter 58

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Episode 58. Kneel! (10)

“Is this real?”
“The Math Expert actually lost…….”
“Does this guy really have the skills??”

Three second-year boys standing behind the Grand Auditorium.
The athletic scholarship trio.

They’d come to watch, and their jaws dropped as they witnessed the Math Expert’s downfall.

“Sigh.”

Oh Gwang-jun from class 3-2, standing beside them, exhaled deeply.

‘This feeling is the worst.’

Not long ago, Ha Tae-ung—that pariah—had crouched in a corner of the classroom, unable to even meet anyone’s eyes.

The Grand Auditorium had filled because Ha Tae-ung had gotten a perfect score—the first in Cheonghwa’s history.

Oh Gwang-jun still couldn’t wrap his head around this situation.

First Tae-ung had provoked him and trampled him underfoot, and now he was openly humiliating Lee Jang-yong—Cheonghwa’s Math Expert teacher—in front of everyone.

He’d solved a problem type that normally required serious concentration in such an easy manner.

Even Lee Jeong-jun, who’d never lost the top spot in his second-year class, was only just writing out the initial formula.

But what was even more serious was the math gangster—Teacher Lee Jang-yong.

He’d picked up a marker first, but after scribbling a few characters, he froze without moving.

A complete defeat witnessed by everyone here!

Only one problem had been presented, but anyone at Cheonghwa could have solved it.

“So this loser really is the perfect scorer?”
“Was our school’s test really that easy?”
“Don’t talk stupid. Cheonghwa’s got the top-tier difficulty rating in all of Korea.”
“Really?”

Athletic scholarship students who don’t focus on academics essentially serve as the baseline for regular students.

What matters to them is their tournament participation record.

“But why is Lee Jeong-ho looking for that pariah guy?”
“Are they close?”
“I don’t know, but the atmosphere was pretty tense…….”

The cold, menacing aura Lee Jeong-ho had brought when searching for the pariah.

“What do you mean?”

Oh Gwang-jun, who’d arrived late for morning attendance, showed his curiosity.

He knew well enough how Lee Jeong-ho typically treated athletic scholarship students.

Lee Jeong-ho mostly stayed in the Management Research Club Room, which nobody at school touched.

Eligibility to apply for the Management Research Club required membership in at least the top 100 conglomerates in Korea—and their family branches.

Cheonghwa maintained about ten students who qualified.

“He came by this morning and suddenly asked who Ha Tae-ung was?”
“Really?”
“That pariah guy must be properly entangled with the Lee family somehow.”
“Kekeke. What an idiot. Gets one win over the Math Expert and already acts like he owns the place.”
“By the way, Lee Jeong-ho and Lee Jeong-jun are cousins, right?”
“Yeah, and Lee Hyo-ju too.”
“Those three are okay. The real deal is first-year Lee Hyo-rin.”
“Ugh. Lee Hyo-rin…….”

The three trembled at the mention of Lee Hyo-rin.

Lee Hyo-rin, an idol member produced from Cheonghwa.

Without the backing of Han-guk Group and Do-a Daily News, such a path would be unimaginable.

“Wow! That pariah’s toast. Keke.”
“Didn’t know that gentle old principal could curse like that.”
“Go! Go!!”

“What, what happened!”
“What!!”
“Crazy!!”

Lee Jang-yong took the blow squarely on his cheek.

“That’s it—the dean! Must be! They’re always together. Starting trouble in my school!!”

Once the principal’s rage ignited, everyone in the auditorium fell silent.

No matter how well-connected your family was, as long as you were a Cheonghwa student, you didn’t challenge the principal’s authority.

The strange thing was that the principal seemed to be protecting the pariah—the student he’d never favored before—rather than the Math Expert Lee Jang-yong, whom he usually adored.

“Principal, you can lower your voice.”

It was Ha Tae-ung.

“No! A character like that belongs expelled from Cheonghwa! I can’t entrust this school’s future to someone who uses his eyes as mere decoration!!”

The principal’s retort was rough and resolute.

‘I need to clean this up by getting rid of that bastard cleanly!’

Lee Jang-yong had dared directly insult a direct family member of the Daeha Ryun Group.

There was no telling what kind of trouble could follow if he showed mercy to someone like that.

A pariah—no, a young master—who might have even gotten a perfect score!

“What, what’s happening??”

“Speaking formally to a pariah??”

The teachers and students watching were genuinely stunned.

Yet he’d just used formal, respectful speech to Ha Tae-ung—a pariah, no less.

Even seeing and hearing it with their own eyes and ears, they couldn’t believe it.

But what was even more startling was how natural the expressions and postures of the two seemed.

“Grrgh…….”

Lee Jang-yong, clutching his cheek, let out an animal-like groan.

The situation unfolding before his eyes was so unbelievable his mind went numb.

“…….”

Lee Jeong-jun felt the same way.

Ordinarily, he—as the son of the parent association president—should have been attended to first.

Lee Jeong-jun: grandson of the Han-guk Group chairman and great-grandson of the Do-a Daily News chairman.

Among all the students in Cheonghwa High School, few surpassed his rank and status.

Yet he absolutely couldn’t understand the principal’s current conduct.

The principal was clearly prioritizing the pariah Ha Tae-ung.

Even as their eyes met briefly, the principal showed no concern whatsoever.

‘This doesn’t make sense.’

Lee Jeong-jun just blinked, experiencing something entirely unfamiliar.

And he’d lost to him in the competition.

The moment he grasped the problem type, he’d begun writing the solution formula.

While he was finishing his solution, Ha Tae-ung had completed his formula.

What was shocking was that Math Expert Lee Jang-yong hadn’t even managed to set up the formula before he fell apart.

After today, it would be difficult for him to remain as a math teacher at Cheonghwa.

A competition conducted in front of students and teachers, with a wager on the line.

“Teacher Lee Jang-yong.”

Ha Tae-ung spoke kindly to the teacher who hadn’t risen from the ground.

Despite Lee Jang-yong’s deliberate, contemptuous tirades in front of the students, Tae-ung showed no emotional response.

Somehow, that made it even more terrifying.

Ha Tae-ung—the pariah who’d been hunted down in the classroom, insulted with foul language, and dragged to the Grand Auditorium.

Yet his expression remained perfectly calm, as if none of it had ever happened.

As the situation spiraled beyond anyone’s grasp, the students and teachers finally sensed something off.

‘Ha Tae-ung…… who the hell are you really??’

Lee Hyo-ju gave up trying to imagine further.

Ha Tae-ung felt like a being from a realm beyond comprehension.

This was the front of the Grand Auditorium, with hundreds of Cheonghwa students and teachers watching.

How could he stand so confidently in such circumstances?

How many people in the world could do what he was doing?

She couldn’t imagine herself acting like that.

It felt as though all the resentment he’d carried as a pariah had just been swept away!

None here dared to cross Ha Tae-ung lightly.

Ha Tae-ung maintained his composure without flinching at anyone’s provocation—like a master of silence itself.

Park Ji-ung’s hands clenched into tight fists, his heart overflowing with respect and pride.

‘I’ll dedicate everything in my life to you!’

Meeting Ha Tae-ung had been divine fortune.

After dropping out of school, he’d planned to track down and kill every last person who’d tormented him.

Then Ha Tae-ung appeared.

By today, Ha Tae-ung had become a legend in Cheonghwa.

‘Tae-ung…….’

An Hyun-ju had rushed over upon hearing the news.

Before her, standing amidst the calmed auditorium, was Ha Tae-ung.

The same composure he’d shown even before the O-yang Group chairman.

‘For real, I’ll prepare for the LPGA like you said!’

Now she could believe without hesitation.

People might call her a freeloader, but she didn’t care.

‘I’ll succeed…… and repay everything.’

An Hyun-ju still had a conscience.

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