I Will Not Live as a Genius

40. Hanon Seventy-Three

“What? You’re going to hack the school district?”

In response to my question, Incheol said with a sullen expression.

“yes.”

In Cheol-i’s words, the distinction between bluff and truth is often blurred.

But no matter how much I think about it, I don’t think it’s the truth… .

Last week, the summer vacation of the third year of middle school began.

With the start of summer vacation, I wrestle with Incheol’s computer almost every day at Incheol’s house like this.

And In-cheol’s mother often makes lunch, if I had known this would be like this… From the beginning, I honestly regret that I like beef bulgogi.

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Now that it’s not too late, does In-cheol have to come out with bulgogi to his mother?

Anyway, these days, I’m learning about computer viruses from In-cheol, and In-cheol seems like a really good programmer.

I can memorize thousands of lines of source code in its entirety, but it takes some time to really understand how it works.

But Incheol is different.

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No matter how long the source code is, if you look through it, you can clearly see how the code works.

There is a virus called Michelangelo that took the world by storm five years ago, and it was notorious for deleting data in a specific section of the hard disk on March 6th.

When creating this kind of virus, there is an important algorithm, which is the algorithm that determines the tracks and sectors on the hard disk to be deleted.

If the virus erases any area of the hard disk, system files will be randomly deleted, and the computer will show various symptoms depending on the deleted files.

Ironically, this is not the result hackers want.

Many hackers in the ’90s wanted their virus to be popular, not simply to destroy other people’s computers.

So, in order for a virus-infected computer to show consistent symptoms, an algorithm that finds the area of the hard disk to be deleted was important.

Incheol, who first checked the source code of the Michelangelo virus, once said this.

If he had been the developer of the virus, he would have written the algorithm code for recognizing the tracks and sectors of the hard disk using a for statement rather than an if statement.

He said that if he had done so, he would have reduced the size of the virus file by up to half.

At that time, I had memorized the entire source code, and it took me two days to understand what Incheol meant.

I asked Incheol.

“By the way… Why the school district?”

“It’s fun.”

In-cheol’s expression in answering is quite serious.

I was starting to get a little worried.

“What are you hacking about in the school district? There’s no money in it… tell me something Why the school district?”

“Don’t try to know too much. hurt.”

“Master, why are you trying to hack the school district? Please teach this poor disciple!”

“this guy! If Sajo targeted that place… Yes, I see, I will, do you talk a lot about this or that?”

“You, maybe… Are you trying to manipulate the report card or hack the school district?”

Incheol smiled bitterly, and I continued talking.

“You idiot! To fix the report card, you have to hack into the school administration, not the school district.”

“Uh-huh! Are you saying that, in your eyes, this is just an obsessed with Kook Young-soo’s grades?”

This is true.

I’ve never seen In-cheol so obsessed with test scores.

This was also the case with Incheol’s mother.

In-cheol’s mother never told In-cheol to study or go to an academy, and even if she met Yeong-mi and me, she never praised our school performance in front of In-cheol.

Incheol smiled at me and continued talking.

“and… Back in the days when tigers smoked, the school has already broken through.”

In the summer of 1996, PC communication using a modem is gradually spreading.

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Not long ago, I visited the school administration office on an errand from my teacher, and the computer there is not yet connected to PC communication.

Postponing this… It is clear that Incheol’s words that he has already penetrated the school administration office or that he plans to hack the school office in the future are bluffs.

* * *

Two years ago.

The closing time of class 12 of the first year of Namseo Middle School.

bang—!

It was the sound of class 7 homeroom teacher Park Min-goo hitting the school table with the teaching assistant.

“Choi In-cheol!”

Incheol raised his hand with a light smile.

“yes.”

“Come here with your bag.”

Incheol asked with a clever expression.

“why… Do you?”

“If you bring it out, bring it out, man!”

In-cheol took his bag and went to the front of the classroom, and Park Min-goo opened In-cheol’s bag.

Park rummaged through his bag and pulled out a 3.5-inch diskette box.

teaching room.

“Is this the adult game you’re throwing around at school?”

Incheol said, waving both hands.

“Not at all, sir.”

“No, what is it? I got all the information in advance, and this is how I found it!”

In-cheol’s relaxed face turned into a sad expression.

“Sir, not really.”

“Tell your mother to come to school tomorrow.”

“ah—. Sir, not really.”

Park said in a stern voice with a short sigh.

“This is no longer a matter to discuss with you, so tell your mother to come.”

Incheol said with a determined expression.

“I can’t do that.”

“what?”

“I can’t do that.”

“no… This guy!”

“You can check now if it’s an adult game, right?”

“what?”

“Check it on the computer in the administration room, and if there’s a really weird game on the diskette, I’ll tell my mother to come to school.”

30 minutes later.

Park Min-goo left the school administration with In-cheol and returned the diskette box to In-cheol.

“men and horses! You don’t normally behave in a straight line, so this kind of misunderstanding doesn’t happen! yes?”

Incheol said as he put the diskette box in his bag.

“Yes, I will be careful in the future.”

At In-cheol’s polite attitude, Park relaxed his expression and said.

“Hmm–. Were you in a bad mood?”

“No, sir.”

“I was unintentionally suspicious, I’m sorry. It’s late, so please go home.”

“yes. Good-bye.”

A smile bloomed across In-cheol’s face as he left the school gate.

* * *

Incheol, who looked at the monitor without saying a word for a long time, opened his mouth.

“OMG—! I hope the vacation ends soon.”

It was a vacation last week, and I wish the vacation was over already… .

I said with a smirk.

“Stop talking about it. I’m tired of hearing it now.”

“What do you want to see? ah—! But the author is also having a good summer vacation, right?”

Kim Ji-eun.

In-cheol is the girl he has been in love with for 2 years, and strangely enough, he has been in the same class as In-cheol for 3 years.

For reference, there are a total of 14 classes in our grade.

So, the probability that two students will be in the same class for three years in a row is only 0.000364 or 0.0364%, which is 3 powers of 1/14.

Hmm, then… .

The fact that Yeong-mi and I were in the same class in 2nd and 3rd year in a row is a fairly low probability coincidence.

I told Incheol.

“ah… ! right! They said that Youngmi was in the same class as Jieun in elementary school.”

“really?”

In-cheol, who had a bright expression on his face, changed his expression for a moment and said.

“what? men and horses! Have you ever told Youngmi? You traitor child!”

“no way… Did you really think Youngmi wouldn’t know?”

“Of course. Because you’re the only one who said I like the author!”

“This is absurd! How much tea did you give, doesn’t Yeong-mi not know that?”

After arguing for a while, I said.

“I asked if Yeong-mi would call Ji-eun on her birthday too… Then I’ll tell you not to call me.”

In an instant, In-cheol’s expression brightened.

“no! no! Please don’t! Sorry. When I think about it, I think I told Youngmi the last time.”

Also… Incheol’s attitude changes quickly.

I said.

“Who am I?”

“You are my lifesaver. Jingling—.”

Incheol asked me with a smile on his face.

“By the way, when is Young-mi’s birthday?”

“It’s next Thursday, and we decided to eat pizza together for lunch on Saturday.”

“OK! good! good! very good!”

“Is the author that good?”

“right! Just like you like Youngmi.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his words.

After a while, In-cheol asked me with a serious expression.

“By the way… Do you not take science high school exams?”

These days, Youngmi is in the midst of preparing for the science high school entrance exam, and I’m asking why she’s not preparing for the exam.

“I didn’t get a recommendation from the principal.”

“really? why?”

“My grades dropped a lot last semester.”

By the way, I have no intention of going to a science high school.

You can take the science high school entrance exam only if you get a recommendation from the principal up to 5th place in the whole school, but I didn’t want to waste other students’ chances.

Incheol asked with a very serious expression.

“Then what if Yeong-mi gets accepted to science high school?”

“haha! What are you talking about? What do you do? Of course, we should congratulate you.”

past life.

When Yeong-mi came to me after reading a newspaper article, I once thought that Yeong-mi and I were connected.

And that thought remains the same.

If Yeong-mi goes to science high school and lives three years apart, it won’t cause any problems between us.

When I said congratulations, Incheol said.

“men and horses! are you not worried Out of Eye, Out of Mind! There is such a thing!”

It’s not ‘out of eye’, but ‘out of sight’… I didn’t want to point at Incheol’s serious expression.

“Are we going to see each other every weekend? And you know Even if Yeong-mi goes to science high school, it’s difficult for Young-mi and I to be assigned to the same high school anyway.”

High school admissions are decided in a so-called pep pep pang method, and there were a total of three high schools that students living in Namseo-dong could go to.

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Namseo Girls’ High School (Southwest Girls’ High School)

Southwest South High School (Southwest Boys High School)

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Northwest High School (Northwest High School)

Although the exact number is unknown, most of the students from Namseo-dong went on to Namseo-nam and Nam-seo Girls’ High School, and only a small number of students were assigned to the coeducational North-seo High School.

In this situation, the probability of being assigned to Bukseo High School at the same time as Yeong-mi and I practically converges to zero.

To my explanation, Incheol said in a low voice.

“What… It’s not that there aren’t many ways.”

“ha ha ha–! What is the way?”

Incheol let out a short sigh and turned his head toward the monitor without saying a word.