I Will Not Live as a Genius

17. Fifty nine

Dear Dr. Yoon:

I am pleased to inform you that your two submitted manuscripts will be accepted for publication in the journal Publications Mathematics if you resubmit your manuscripts after a minor revision in accordance with… … .

It was a conditional acceptance letter from Publications Mathematics, the top journal in mathematics.

It was a long letter with a peer review comment, but in a nutshell, it was about revising two papers according to the opinions of reviewers and sending them back for publication.

Of course, since it is a minor revision, it is not yet a definite decision.

But in the case of a minor revision among researchers, there is a joke about accepting it if you don’t send it with swear words… Well, it is certain that it will be published.

“Wow! congratulations sister Two papers at once… It’s amazing!”

“thank you. It’s thanks to you, Jung-ho.”

“But why did you buy the cake?”

“Actually, there was no reason. Earlier, my mother told me to cook something delicious, so I came here empty-handed.”

I said with a look of disbelief.

“not really… I think there’s something… tell me You said it was a secret earlier.”

“haha! that… Jung-ho, I was just saying that because you were so curious. haha!”

“I beg your pardon?!”

My sister and mother burst into laughter, and after a while, my sister asked me with a serious expression.

“By the way, are you really not going to be listed as the author of the paper? The professor said this is the last chance. If you send me a revised version of the thesis this time, they say you can’t change it anymore.”

“I am really fine. No matter how much I think about it, I haven’t done anything in this thesis.”

This isn’t something I’m saying out of humility, it’s a fact.

All I’ve done is give my major sister a sneak peek of the errors Mike Schultz discovered in his past life and how to fix them.

3 months later.

The two papers of the major sister were published side by side in the November and December 1993 issues of Publications Mathematics.

My sister printed out the published papers and brought them to me, and in the last acknowledgment of the two papers, it was written:

‘This work was inspired by CJH.’

* * *

1994.

There have been many changes in the past year, and one of them is the launch of Internet service.

The first place I went to through the Internet was the Pennsylvania State University Library.

I checked the list of dissertations kept in the library there.

Between 1993 and September 1994, a total of 769 doctoral dissertations were submitted to the Pennsylvania State University Library.

After scouring the catalog of 769 books, he could not find a thesis by the name of McLean.

Past Life David McLean, who received his PhD from Pennsylvania State University in 1993, was hired by Texas State University that winter, and his dissertation not being retrieved now means that David has not yet completed his PhD.

This is enough… Mike Schultz’s problem has definitely been solved.

If Mike’s death has caused me to suffer as much as I did in my past life, which was very difficult, I want to pat it as it is okay now.

A lot has happened to my family over the past year.

My mother passed the high school GED with ease last year, and now she is studying practical Chinese at Bangtong University.

My father and mother were divorced, and my youngest uncle living in the United States heard the news of her divorce and sent her an invitation to immigrate to the United States.

The reason why my mother decided to move to the United States in the past life was because of the unfamiliar events of my family being exposed to the media, but above all, the persistent persuasion of my youngest maternal uncle.

Despite the persuasion of her maternal uncle, her mother had a lot of worries, and the biggest concern among her many concerns was the language barrier of English.

But this life is different.

My mother decided to major in Chinese at Kwangtong University. Of course, there was a reason why I strongly recommended Chinese, but it was because my mother herself knew that there was nothing more to learn in English.

Thanks to her confidence in English, it seemed that her mother had already made up her mind.

“Isn’t Jung-ho afraid of emigrating to the United States?”

I shook my head at my mother’s question.

“It’s scary. It’s about experiencing a new world. As long as my mom likes me, I’m fine.”

“If you go to America, you won’t be able to meet your father, will you?”

After my parents divorced, I see my father once a month.

On the day I meet my father, I go to my father’s house early in the morning, spend the day there, and return home late in the evening.

My father is blunt, so whenever I go to see my father, I always have to bring a book to read, especially on days when the woman is at my father’s house, because of the awkward atmosphere, I would only look at the books I took and return home.

I smiled at my mother’s question.

“I would miss my father, but… If you have something you want to say, you can talk on the phone.”

My mother said while stroking my hair.

“I have to break up with my friends now, is it really okay?”

I, who is a freshman in middle school, is attending Namseo Middle School with Yeongmi and Incheol.

We are all in different classes, so we each go to school, but when school is over, the three of us get together and go home.

After school, I spend a lot of time with In-cheol, and on the weekends, Young-mi comes to my house almost every week to play.

If you go to America, you will miss Youngmi and Incheol a lot.

In response to my mother’s question, I tried to pretend to be bright.

“it’s okay. You can make new friends again in America.”

Despite the regret of breaking up with friends… When my mother decided to immigrate to the United States, to be honest, there was no joy in the corner of her heart… It was due to the fact that he did not go to the army.

After school, in front of the school gate.

In-cheol and I entered the shade of the tree and waited for Yeong-mi.

“Is there still a month left?”

I answered Incheol’s question.

“right.”

“Ahhh!! I’m really envious. I want to go too! U! S! A!”

At In-cheol’s over-mixed reaction, I burst out laughing.

“Are you that jealous?”

“Of course! In the United States, there is a Disney World, but they say that it is so big that it cannot be compared with Lotte World. When I was a kid, my wish was to go to Disney World once. Well… And this is only for you… Hmm!”

Incheol glanced around and spoke in a low voice.

“This is the best piece of information I’ve seen in Playboy magazine… They say there’s one strip club in every neighborhood in America, and when you go there, you’ll find big-hearted sisters… .”

Quick!!

It was the sound of Yeong-mi’s lunch bag hitting In-cheol on the back of the head.

Mangjeong because the lunch bag contains a plastic lunch box, and if it had been a warm lunch box used in winter, Incheol might have been taken to the hospital.

on the way home from school.

Incheol’s chatter that started at Disney World continued to Universal Studios.

“Jung Ho, you must go to Universal Studios when you go to America. If you go there, they say that the set of the Terminator 2 film set is still there. Do you know the final furnace scene in Terminator 2?”

I nodded, and Incheol continued.

“You can go to Universal Studios and for $7 you can shoot yourself going into the furnace.”

“really? How are you going to film what goes into the furnace?”

“I don’t know that either. Special shooting, something like that! Spicy is ignorant… Anyway, if I go there, I will take a picture in this pose.”

The final scene of Terminator 2 shows Arnold Schwarzenegger raising his thumb as he enters the furnace, and Incheol’s extended hand was in the shape of a fist with his thumb between his ring and middle fingers, the so-called ‘fuck you’ hand.

Again, this is an idea like In-cheol.

When In-cheol finished talking, he giggled and laughed for a long time as to what was funny, and seeing In-cheol like that, I, too, burst out laughing.

Incheol, who managed to stop laughing, grabbed my shoulder and said.

“Jung Ho, if you go to the US, please take a picture like this at Universal Studios. Understand? This is my order! uh-huh—-.”

Suddenly, Youngmi’s irritable voice was heard.

“It’s so childish, I can’t listen to it anymore. If Jung-ho goes to the US, he may not see him forever, so what the hell is such nonsense? Are you kidding me!”

At Yeong-mi’s nervous words, In-cheol instantly turned into a confused expression.

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Not only In-cheol, but I was also surprised.

It’s the first time I’ve seen Youngmi so angry.

This would be the same for Incheol.

In-cheol became dumb with honey, and I carefully sang Yeong-mi.

“I… Young-mi… .”

“Go with you. I have somewhere else to go!”

Yeong-mi turned around and went to the opposite side of the apartment complex.

next day.

When we met Youngmi again at the school gate, there was a moment of awkwardness between the three of us, but the awkward atmosphere soon disappeared, Incheol was chatting with exaggerated body movements, and Youngmi also had a bright expression as if something had happened yesterday.

That evening.

I lay down to sleep, and suddenly the scenes I saw at school today started to come to mind one by one.

Children talking in groups during break time, teachers engrossed in class by writing on the blackboard, children running chasing balls on a dusty playground, and children pouring out of school gates after school.

In a month from now, you won’t be able to see these faces anymore, will you?

I looked back at the images stored in my head one by one.

The figure of In-cheol trembling with a cubic tablet on the road, and the appearance of Yeong-mi bursting into laughter after seeing it.

uh… ?

But, is there something on Yeong-mi’s lips? ?

I focused on the image of Young-mi.

Youngmi’s upper lip, smiling broadly, was swollen.

Youngmi’s swollen upper lip… .

Memories of my past life with Yeong-mi began to surface one by one.