Park Eun-ji, who is in the Department of Business Administration at Seoul National University, suddenly realized that the students around him who were in the same grade would be auditing the "Statistics" course he had already taken last year.

When the lights suddenly went out on the stage, leaving only a little light to illuminate the boy on the stage, "What color is the light?" The question immediately ran out of her head.

The girlfriend next to her pointed the mobile phone camera at the big screen and entered the live broadcast state, and the dazzling and gorgeous light hit the person on the screen, making it impossible to take your eyes off it at all.

The on-site director completely aimed the camera at Moon Young-heng, who was jumping to Park Chae-young's position, and the 23-year-old young professor quickly found the camera, with a slight cold taste in his eyes.

"Don't leave me, stay by my side, and let this moment stop."

After the introductory part is over, the boy on stage turns his back and finally gives him a full-body shot.

It was a close-fitting black suit, a well-proportioned blonde boy standing in contrast to the other three professors, like a swan with its head slightly raised.

"As long as I'm with you."

Turning around, the front of the suit reveals more details under the focus of the camera, and the fishnet jacket hidden from the inner layer faintly covers the muscle lines, but the outline can be clearly felt under the strong lighting.

“I could die in this moment……”

With fiery lyrics, a cold expression, and gestures in place, Park Eun-ji can make up almost all the characters about Moon Young-heng.

High-IQ scholar, forced to operate, world-weary face, cold urban man, elite, blonde idol......

If, if he wore another pair of gold-wire rimless glasses, Park Eun-ji felt that he would completely lose his mind.

As a Peninsula native who grew up in a strong entertainment atmosphere, she has never seen any big scenes, accompanying her girlfriends to chase EXO, BLACKPINK, and IZ*ONE...... Obviously, the person on the stage obviously doesn't have the expressiveness of a professional idol, but because of an indescribable sense of contrast, it's particularly fascinating.

That's right, it's a sense of contrast.

Park Eun-ji was very satisfied with the conclusion he had reached, his eyes were still staring directly at the stage, and his hands naturally wrapped around the person next to him who thought he was his best friend.

Suddenly felt a pull, Huang Jingxi, who was focused on the stage, glanced at the strange girl next to her who was too exaggerated, and helplessly wanted to tear her hand away, but had to give up because the other party's strength was too great.

Maybe I saw Moon Yingheng's appearance in advance backstage, and I saw his appearance during rehearsals, although he was also surprised by the stage performance, but Huang Jingxi thought that even if he didn't have these preconditions, he would not be more exaggerated than the person next to him who had no sense of boundaries.

"Really, that's too exaggerated!"

Li Zhaoyan glanced at the data displayed in the live broadcast room, almost more than 5,000 people poured in within two minutes, and this live broadcast was originally set up for other students who failed to squeeze into the auditorium, as if it was out of the circle.

"Which idol is this?"

"Five minutes, give me all the information about him!"

On the stage, between marching and traversing, after gradually adapting to the lighting and volume of the surrounding environment, Wen Yingheng also gradually found his state.

"forever young" also came to Jennie's rap part.

Through the move, Wen Yingheng has come to Jennie's position, standing in the middle of the other three professors, looking at the atmosphere under the stage that warmly caters to the rhythm of the stage, as if there is a ...... The feeling that I sang high in KTV.

The ghost made a mistake, Wen Yingheng aimed at the microphone and decided to open the microphone in this rap part.

“Forever young boy so we ride or die”

“Say life's a bish? But mine's a movie”

“Whenever wherever forever ever ever“

As the snow melts and the morning sun rises, Park Eun-ji can feel his heart beating rhythmically with the rap, as if the buds of early spring are throbbing before they emerge from the soil.

Why didn't he come to Seoul National University to teach earlier? If that were the case, Park Eun-ji believed that he would decide that he would listen to his professional lectures.

Seoul National University can retake these major courses to improve your GPA, right? Park Eun-ji shook his head, trying to shake out such thoughts.

It was precisely because of shaking her head that she turned her face away and finally saw that the person she had been holding her was not her best friend Yin Xiu.

"I'm really sorry......"

Huang Jingxi grinned bitterly and withdrew her somewhat numb arm: "It's okay...... Don't push so hard next time. ”

And at this moment, Kim Jisoo, who was sitting in the first row, looked at the stage with his eyes a little empty, as if he was watching the performance with full attention.

She could feel some of the students filming themselves with their phones, and part of the reason why there were so many students in this auditorium was that she had someone in the back.

It's just that she suddenly thought of a question, what kind of emotions should she reveal in the face of these cameras?

Approbation? Insipid? Or do you want to be a nymphomaniac like those kids in the back seat?

The 95-year-old pursed his lips slightly, and applauded with the rest of the audience, until his eyes refocused on the stage, and he exchanged glances with Wen Yingheng for a moment.

It's that kind of shyness with some enthusiasm in it......

Subconsciously stretched his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up to the boy on the stage, and it was this small movement that was also captured by sharp-eyed college students.

At the end of the music on the stage, Wen Yingheng and the other three professors stood in a row, guided by the host for the last few links before leaving the stage.

According to the seniority, the host must have asked a few other professors with more seniority first, and it was also taking advantage of this effort that Moon Young-heng looked in the direction of Kim Ji-so again.

It's just that...... After such a dozen seconds of hard work, where did she go?

So the eyes that were originally purposeful suddenly emptied, aimlessly looking for their familiar faces in the crowd.

It stands to reason that the students of the Department of Business Administration are required to take his "Statistics" course, so that is to say...... In the audience, the students who accounted for 1/4 of the number should be familiar to him.

But the problem is, standing on the stage and looking at the past...... Familiar faces may account for less than ten percent, and when I look at it, I can see a few more active students such as Huang Jingxi, and the auditorium, which was originally full of space, also seems a little crowded.

"Professor Moon, as a new teacher in your first year at our school, can you tell us about how you feel about teaching at Seoul National University?"

"Huh? Hmmm......" was suddenly cued by the host, Wen Yingheng retracted his gaze into the distance, and organized a relatively empty sentence in a few seconds: "Although there used to be an old saying called 'learning is endless', I still hope that students can maintain a healthy attitude in the coming year to face all the unknowns in life, including learning." ”

"Professor Wen, the unknown you said is really in line with my string of words, our next show is full of unknowns, students, do you want Professor Wen to stay on stage for a while?"