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Find these three students

before the entrance ceremony.

Have they gotten special admission?

You can say that.

They must be geniuses

for you

to have handpicked them.

Actually,

they're all lacking in one way or another.

Pardon?

One is bound by her own prejudice.

I will prove to you

that you made the wrong decision.

One is lost, without a dream to guide him.

And one is a country bumpkin who hasn't studied music at all.

But why me?

Why should I look for these nobodies?

Those kids are all like you.

Me?

Yes.

As you said,

they do seem like nobodies,

but they also seem to have that special something.

-Take the stage! Take the stage! -Take the stage! Take the stage!

-Take the stage! -Take the stage!

You are reincarnations of Romeo and Juliet.

What a handsome couple.

Now, young lady.

What's your name and where are you from?

I'm Go Hye-mi

from Seoul.

Very good.

She's as pretty as her name.

This is quite a chance encounter.

Why don't you two

sing and dance together?

Pardon?

That's a bit...

I don't want to be a hindrance.

A hindrance?

Would it be a hindrance if she sings and dances with you?

No, I'd like it very much.

-See? -But...

-I don't even have a stage outfit. -I have something.

Hey!

It's obvious I don't want to do this.

Why are you so dense?

You've embarrassed me enough already.

How can you ask me to wear this burlap sack and dance?

Are you nuts?

Enough with this crap and come with me to Seoul.

You've been specially admitted to Kirin Art School.

Let's go.

Seoul, my ass.

Why would I go with a pain in the ass like you?

Get lost before I make you.

What? You weren't able to get Song Sam-dong?

Why?

Why couldn't you put on a stupid burlap sack?

It's not that hard.

My brother lost his job because of you,

but you have the audacity to come back to our place?

Get lost!

Hye-seong.

If only you had put on

the burlap sack and danced,

we wouldn't be in this mess.

Hye-seong.

Hye-seong!

Are you really going to wear this?

Give it here.

Look at you.

Being in matching outfits make you even more compatible.

This is nice.

We will now see Song Sam-dong

and Go Hye-mi's performance.

They will sing

"You in Vague Memory"!

I'll do my best.

What did I tell you?

He can't sing for his life.

What the hell?

He definitely can't sing.

He's probably a genius dancer then.

Goodness me.

You went through all this, but fell short.

It's okay.

I didn't do well anyway.

At least he knows.

So what's your answer?

He sang his heart out and openly proposed to you.

-He deserves an answer. -Pardon?

An answer?

Do you accept or not?

I accept...

if he grants me

my wish.

So what wish will that be?

I want him to come to Seoul with me.

Goodness gracious. Come to your senses.

You're very forward.

I like that.

So now, Song Sam-dong,

will you go to Seoul with this young lady or not?

I...

would like to,

but I need to pick mushrooms.

My mom's back aches when it gets cold so--

Song Sam-dong is going to Seoul.

I'll make sure of it.

-Mom. -So you've given him permission?

Wow! Now that you even have your mom's permission,

nothing's stopping you.

It makes me happy.

Don't just stand there.

Go and have fun.

Okay. Let's take a break for two minutes.

Thank you.

I'd like a high-impact performance for the entrance ceremony,

preferably a female solo performance.

-Solo? -Alone on stage?

I'm sure you know what it means to do a solo

at the entrance ceremony.

Who wants to make a strong first impression?

Raise your hand.

Number 19, why do you want to do a solo performance?

Sorry? Well...

I think it'd be cool.

-And number six? -Because...

of my late mother.

Mother?

She used to love seeing me dance

ever since I was little.

Being on stage

might help her see me better from up above.

Gosh, I'm sorry.

-And number seven? -Pardon?

I'm fine.

I'd like

A-jeong to do it.

Me too.

Yes, you should do it, A-jeong.

I'd like you to do it too, A-jeong.

Yes, you do it.

So A-jeong it is!

-Check his vitals. -Yes, sir.

We'll need to take a CT scan.

A CT scan?

We need to find out whether or not he has suffered brain damage.

Are you his guardian?

No. I was just passing by when I spotted him.

Then could you please contact his guardian?

I will.

"Home." Nope.

"Mom."

Nope.

"Dad."

Nope.

"Hyun Mu-jin"?

Hyun Mu-jin.

Hello? Do you happen to know

a kid named Hyun Si-hyuk?

I see.

Si-hyuk's hurt and is in the emergency room.

Just read it.

This is Kirin Art School's prospectus,

and this is a recommendation from the director.

I don't want to attend this school.

What business do I have

at a place like this?

My thoughts exactly. You have zero talent.

Director Jung says you're a genius.

He says we need you at Kirin.

Did you...

come on stage to lure me to this school?

Duh. Do you think it's because I like you?

Of course not.

I would have done it regardless.

Really?

Of course.

What do you say?

Kirin Art School.

Won't you join me?

Give me some time.

I need to think about it.

Do you really want me to come?

Huh?

Yes.

Of course I want you to.

We have to go together, okay?

This is really tough.

What am I going to do?

I need to ask my mom.

The freak's having a panic attack.

It's all very simple.

Just come with me.

I'm sorry, but I can't.

Hey! Do you have a death wish?

-Mom. -Hey, Sam-dong.

Why are you so pale?

Let's get going.

-What's this? -We'll talk on the way home.

Where's that stupid country bumpkin?

NEMESIS KANG OH-HYEOK

What do you want?

Jeez, my ear!

Where are you?

Have you met Song Sam-dong?

Director Jung has no eye for talent.

Why in the world would he want someone like him?

He can't sing or dance.

He's a complete disaster.

And? Did you manage to talk him into coming?

No, not at all.

Not only is he a country bumpkin, he's a dimwit, too.

I knew it.

Come back to Seoul. I'll take it from here.

You just deal with Hyun Si-hyuk.

I'll take care of things here my way.

And what way might that be?

The Art of War, article 31.

The Art of War?

Seduction.

I have to go.

Seriously?

Seduction?

Good grief.

-The guardian of Hyun Si-hyuk... -Yes?

I'm not technically his guardian, but...

How is he?

He's ready to go, once his bill is settled.

Already?

So where is he now?

He just left. Didn't you see him?

What?

Wow.

How did you find out?

I'm amazed.

Did you plant a GPS tracking device in me?

It really wasn't my fault.

It's--

I let you go because you promised to live quietly.

If you can't lay low,

I'll ship you off abroad.

I'm busy with the company

and the foundation.

I just don't have the time to deal with my son's messes.

-If you were a good son-- -If you were a good father...

These are the questions

you should have asked me.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?

Who did this to you? Bring him here."

That's what you should ask.

I'd like to lay low as you want me to,

but I'm just

too well-known.

Did you enter the contest to win this?

They were offering a massager

to all the contestants.

It even shoots far-infrared radiation.

You should've told me.

Why did you keep it from me?

Your birthday's next week.

I wanted to surprise you.

What's going on with that young lady from Seoul?

Does she really like you?

Of course. She's crazy about me.

Really? Well, I like her too.

Hello, ma'am.

How...

How did you find our house?

I wanted to have a word with you.

You're here

to recruit him because he sings well?

Him a good singer?

What are you talking about?

I got that no-pass bell at the contest.

If I were good, I would've won

instead of failing.

Forget about it. I'm not going to Seoul.

Take this back.

Don't be like this

and give it some more thought.

I'll be attending this school too.

My number's on the last page,

so call me.

Where are you going?

I should return to Seoul before it gets too late.

Seoul?

There aren't any more buses to Seoul.

Pardon?

You obviously can't walk home.

You'll have to spend the night with us.

Get the guest room ready.

Go on.

I let you go because you promised to live quietly.

If you can't lay low,

I'll ship you off abroad.

Hey, Hyun Si-hyuk!

You can't leave the hospital without letting me know.

Are you okay?

You're bleeding again. Did something happen to your stitches?

Let go!

Did someone beat you up again? Have you called the police?

-Are you okay? -Who are you anyway?

Why are you nagging me like my dad?

Just answer me. Are you okay?

-I'm fine. -What's wrong with you?

-I'm... -You're...

-Hungry. -Hungry?

I haven't had anything since yesterday.

RICE SOUP TOTAL: SEVEN SERVINGS

How many

can you eat in one sitting?

I'm not sure about beef stew,

but I've had about 20 servings of pork at once before.

No wonder you're so tall.

So,

what's your business with me?

I suppose I should introduce myself.

I'm Kang Oh-hyeok,

a teacher at Kirin Art School.

We met at the auditions.

Really?

I don't remember you.

Never mind, then.

Anyway,

would you like to come to Kirin?

Director Jung has offered you a special admission.

It's warmest here, so sleep on this side.

Isn't the outfit comfortable?

It looks good on you.

Ma'am.

-Where is the bathroom? -Bathroom?

You take her there.

No.

-You can just tell me where it is. -Will you be okay alone?

-We get wild boars once in a while. -Pardon?

Wild boars?

Are you constipated?

What's taking you so long?

It's freezing.

Hey, Sam-dong.

Can you cover your ears?

Why?

Are you worried I might hear you

take a crap?

I must be right.

You now know, so shut your ears.

You don't need to act all prim and proper.

Fine!

-Are your ears covered? -Yes.

Don't you lie to me.

How can you hear me if your ears are covered?

Why don't you sing?

Just be grateful that I brought you our here

and stop ordering me around.

I don't want to,

so you sing if you want to.

Hey.

If you're gonna laugh, just laugh. You don't need to hold it in.

Huh?

I sang and took a crap at the same time.

Just laugh your heart out

and then forget about it. Don't ever think about it again.

It wasn't funny at all.

I really liked

your singing.

Of course.

Consider yourself lucky.

In the future, you'll have to pay big bucks to hear me sing.

Be careful.

You just follow me.

Special admission at Kirin is a big deal.

Moreover, you've been handpicked by Mr. Jung himself.

Can I become famous

-if I go there? -Of course. So long as you work hard.

Can I become as famous as Michael Jackson?

Michael Jackson?

Can I become as famous as him?

Well, yeah. Sure. If you work hard...

How sure are you? 100 percent?

Well, I'd like to say 100 percent,

but a teacher can't lie to a student.

How about 50 percent?

-Well... -30 percent?

Well...

So what's the percentage of success?

Be honest with me.

Michael Jackson is in the top 0.00001 percent.

He's really one of a kind.

I see. 0.00001 percent.

Hey, wait. Hey!

Hold on a second.

You must not know much about Kirin.

Our school's not easy to get into,

yet I've come in person to recruit you.

Hold on. This is Kirin we're talking about.

-You have special admission. -Forget about it.

-I only have a 0.0001 percent chance. -But...

That place would be a waste of my time.

A waste of your time?

As you said,

they do seem like nobodies,

but they also seem to have that special something.

-Where are you going? -To the pool hall.

You want to play a game with me?

What floor?

-The 11th. -The 11th?

Is there no pool hall on,

let's say, the fifth floor?

No.

All right. How about this?

If you take the elevator

and I run up the stairs,

who do you think will arrive first?

-Me, of course. -Right?

So I probably have a 0.00001 percent

of getting there before you, right?

I suppose.

So if I get there before you,

it's not entirely impossible, right?

All right, then.

I'll take the stairs.

If I get to the 11th floor before you do,

you'll reconsider

coming to Kirin. How about it?

I suppose.

All right then.

We go on the count of three.

One,

two, three!

That's one dirty trick.

Seventh floor.

Eleventh floor.

Is he gone already?

See?

I proved that 0.00001 percent can happen.

You can't possibly think you won, have you?

I got here before you, but I didn't get off.

What counts

is that you didn't get off.

Mister.

Do you have an empty room at your place?

An empty room? I do.

Why do you ask?

-Is this yours? -What?

Yeah.

Isn't this pretty, Hye-mi?

It's all right.

Let's get one for our cell phones.

Fine.

Really? Are you sure?

What's this?

Oh, it's pretty.

You can

have it.

Are you giving it to me? I can't take it. It looks expensive.

You think it's pretty, so keep it.

Thanks.

Hey.

The bus is here.

Sir, please drop her off at Dambong-ri Bus Terminal.

You have to come to Kirin, okay?

I told you that I'm not coming,

so stop asking.

We're all set, sir.

Excuse me! Please stop the bus.

Sir!

Sir, please stop the bus.

Let me ask you one question.

About yesterday...

What about it?

Why did you come on stage?

Why did you come with me?

What do you want me to say?

What?

What do I need to say to get you to come to Seoul?

It would be nice to hear

-it was because you liked me-- -I like you.

What?

I like you.

I went on stage because I like you.

So just come to Seoul.

Please?

Are you getting on or not?

I'm not.

Just go.

Hey!

You're coming to Seoul, right?

Just remember. I told you I like you,

so you have to come to Seoul.

If you don't, you're a real jerk.

She's lying.

She's lying through her teeth.

She's terrible.

She's driving me nuts.

Don't fall for her lies, Sam-dong.

It'll be 150,000 won for 3 months.

It's more than three months, but that's what I'll take.

Thank you.

So has Hye-mi quit classical singing altogether?

I think so.

What a shame.

She's so talented.

I'll make sure her talent doesn't go to waste.

Hold on.

Could you make out a handwritten receipt for me?

Add a zero and keep it somewhere safe.

Soon,

when Hye-mi makes it big, I'll get the money back from her.

Pardon?

Open the door.

Sir!

-Me? -You're Hye-mi's chauffeur, right?

Good thing I ran into you.

Here.

What's all this?

Clothes and books Hye-mi gave me.

I need to return them to her.

Can you give them to her? I don't need them anymore.

I'm not Hye-mi's chauffeur.

Pardon?

You came to pick up Hye-mi and refused to give me a lift.

You must not know yet.

Hye-mi's family went completely bankrupt.

Pardon?

I don't believe her.

How could you?

Mr. Kang.

Mr. Jung.

Do you have all the chosen students?

Not yet,

but they'll be here by the entrance ceremony.

This is the new English teacher.

Mr. Yang Jin-man, this is Mr. Kang Oh-hyeok.

-Nice to meet you. -Jin-man, you...

Do you two know each other?

-Of course. -No.

You two are saying very different things.

I've never seen him before.

I have a very run-of-the-mill face. I get that all the time.

Your face is definitely not run-of-the-mill.

-I agree with Mr. Kang. -But of course...

That vile-looking man...

He's Mr. Jung's appointee.

He's the new English teacher.

The winds of change are sweeping this school.

He bypasses the admissions process and also hires a contract-term teacher.

He also canceled Mr. Kang's dismissal.

Our ship is small, yet he keeps letting useless people on board.

Those that don't make the cut

should be dropped.

-If we keep going like this... -The ship will sink.

Sir, KBC's Star News says

they want to film our new students' performances.

Haven't you been here long enough?

Our entrance ceremony is closed to the public.

The producer is begging and pleading.

There is a lot of buzz because Mr. Jung himself

judged the auditions.

Because Mr. Jung judged the auditions?

What did I tell you? It's a no-go.

Our arts director is very firm when it comes to--

Hello?

It's lovely to hear from you.

Did you suffer an accident? Do you have amnesia?

How can you not recognize me?

We worked together to become singers.

Don't you remember?

I'm not sure.

Hey.

We went to the same middle school and high school.

Do you remember Flaming Sweet Potato?

He was our homeroom teacher in 11th grade.

Aren't you coming?

Could you please take Mr. Yang on a tour of the campus?

-I would rather-- -Sure thing.

I'll make sure he gets a thorough tour.

Thank you.

You're welcome. See you later.

You must remember Flaming--

I remember. I remember every last detail.

You talked me into becoming a singer,

didn't show up to our debut performance.

I had to move out of my place in order to pay the show's producer

-for your no-show. -Hey, Jin-man. Calm down.

If I had known you were here, I never would've come.

Don't act like you know me ever again.

-Got it? -I got it.

Hye-seong! I'm home.

What are you doing here?

You...

Are you okay?

What the hell is she doing here?

He's one of the three. Hyun Si-hyuk.

Why here? He has no right to be here!

What am I to do?

I need to get all three specially admitted students.

I've had to cajole him and do all that he asked.

Plus, he seems sweet and gentle.

Sweet and gentle?

Haven't you seen his beat-up face?

He's a hoodlum who always gets into trouble.

And he's an exhibitionist pervert.

No, he's not.

Just don't call him Hyun Si-hyuk.

He hates being called by his real name.

Your sister will kill you.

She'll like it.

He has promised to pay rent.

She was having a hard time finding a renter for the second floor room.

This works out well.

You materialistic pig.

You let a hoodlum stay with you for money?

How about you?

Aren't you staying with your enemy because of money?

I'm glad you know you're my enemy.

I wasn't sure you knew.

Enemy...

Sure.

REGULAR COLLEGE TRACK

IT'S NOT OVER FOR ME YET

HELL I WANT TO SING, I WANT TO DANCE

NOTHING'S SADDER THAN BEING ORDINARY

Here you are.

I've been looking all over for you.

We'll have a few reporters cover the entrance ceremony this year.

They were begging and pleading to cover the event.

But the entrance ceremony has always been a closed-door event.

Why the sudden change?

Let me ask you.

Why can't we let the press come?

Right.

I don't see why not.

So we'll have press coverage.

Sure.

Double-check the size. Make sure you check your name too.

-Thank you. -What's your name?

Cho In-seong, ma'am.

She's Yun Baek-hee.

Cho In-seong and Yun Baek-hee.

What's this?

Is this a blanket or a skirt?

Do we have dorms that provide us blankets?

-Who can be that fat? -You can wear it as a cape, Baek-hee.

-It's out of this world. -This cape will keep you warm.

Who does this 2XL uniform belong to?

Claim it before Baek-hee wears it as a cape.

Wait. Here's the name. Let's see.

-The name is... -Oh no.

-Kim... -It's mine.

Hey! It's a skirt. It's for a girl.

A man should wear pants.

Is that how you distinguish between guys and girls?

Those girls are all wearing pants. They must be guys, then.

You make no sense.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

-How can you be here? -Didn't you know?

I was granted special admission.

-Special admission? -They offer those?

That's news to me.

Didn't she fail the audition?

I didn't fail the audition.

I just didn't need it.

We should talk.

Let's go.

We don't need to go anywhere.

We can talk here.

I heard what happened to your family.

I heard your dad went bankrupt.

Is that why you quit classical singing? I...

You...

Hye-mi! Hye-mi...

You know, you're really pissing me off.

Broadcast it louder why don't you!

Yes. We went bankrupt. We're bums now.

That's why I came to this crappy school.

I'm sorry. I really am.

Let go. Let go of me!

I had no idea you'd end up this way.

I'm so sorry. If I had known...

So what if you knew?

What then?

Would you have paid off our debt?

Hye-mi...

I'm sorry.

I really didn't know.

I should've known when you quit classical singing.

You wanted

to go to Juilliard, didn't you?

Am I right?

You're funny.

Who are you to...

Who are you to...

You think you rule the world

because you passed that stupid audition?

Remember your place.

You're in no position to pity anyone.

Wake up.

You're Yun Baek-hee.

You're only my tail.

Hye-mi...

You asked what it felt like to be third-rate, didn't you?

I still don't know what it feels like.

So you tell me.

I'm sure you know.

See you at the entrance ceremony.

Don't wince. We out number her anyway.

Are you okay?

-You didn't cry, did you? -No.

Good.

Don't even bother with the likes of her.

Let's go for tteokbokki, Baek-hee.

I'll even get you dumplings.

No, I'm fine. You have the rehearsal for the solo performance anyway.

My God!

I completely forgot about that.

We'll have it later though, okay?

-See you after my rehearsal. -Okay.

Here. See you later.

I'm sure you know what it means to do a solo

at the entrance ceremony.

Who wants to make a strong first impression?

Raise your hand.

-You want to do the solo? -Yes.

-It hasn't been finalized yet, right? -Right.

But why the sudden change of heart?

-You said you wanted number six to do it. -No.

I want to do it. I have to do it. I must.

All right. Then you two figure things out.

You go and talk to number six.

Tell her we'll decide on the solo at the next rehearsal.

You want me to tell her?

What's the problem?

Don't you want to?

It's not that I don't to.

I just feel bad.

If you feel bad, don't do the solo then.

Then I don't feel bad.

I'll tell her.

Number seven.

Yes?

I'm telling this to you because you seem to be torn.

About number six...

Her mom hasn't passed away.

Her parents are divorced and her mom is in America.

I have no issue with the lying though.

It means she really wants the solo, even if she has to lie her way to it.

I respect that determination.

Now,

let me give you a piece of advice.

JEONG A-JEONG

You're a good singer.

Mom.

You sound

like a pro.

Why have you been hiding it

from me all this time?

What guy is proud of being a good singer anyway?

You must know

who your dad is.

Right?

Did you think

I hated music

because of him?

Because your dad was a singer?

It's not like that.

You kept your amazing talent from me

because you thought

I would get upset?

Mom.

I love music.

That's why I met your dad.

And because I met him,

I had you.

So why would I not like music?

Really?

My poor son.

I had no idea you were such a dunce.

I'm not a dunce.

Of course you are.

Why else would you not have told me you wanted to go to Seoul?

It's that she-devil.

She looks like a loner.

She must really have no friends.

Hey, she-devil!

Hey, she-devil!

There's a seat here. Come and sit down.

Here.

I'm good.

Is this a joke? I can't hear a thing.

It works quite well actually.

People can yap away,

and you can pretend you don't hear a thing.

You can also pretend to

be friends with someone who's not really your friend.

Are you okay, A-jeong?

What's going on?

There's something in my shoe.

Take it off.

Be careful.

My gosh. Let me take you to the infirmary.

WELCOME TO KIRIN ART SCHOOL

For the first time ever,

the press is covering our entrance ceremony.

Here are three points you must focus on at this year's event.

First, why did the arts director

call the press to the ceremony?

HR ANNOUNCEMENT

Second, who are the three kids Mr. Jung

granted special admission to?

Third, who will be the freshman

who's going to wow everyone with a solo performance?

Get excited because it's coming soon.

Musical genius Song Sam-dong

has arrived in Seoul.

Hye-mi, are you sure Sam-dong will be here today?

We're screwed if he doesn't show up. I'll get the boot, and you--

He'll come.

He will come, so stop blabbing.

What's taking him so long then?

Is something wrong, Mr. Kang?

When did you get here?

Just now.

I wouldn't miss the new beginning of a singer of our company.

Where am I supposed to go?

Hey.

Is that Song Sam-dong kid coming?

I don't know.

We're done for.

I should've known when you said you were going to seduce him.

This is all my fault. I should've gone to get him myself.

KIRIN ART SCHOOL ENTRANCE CEREMONY

Every year at the entrance ceremony,

our new students put on exhilarating performances.

These performances

are probably what the press is most looking forward to.

The future movers of Korean pop culture

will now pay homage to our school and alumni.

A warm round of applause, please.

We have a child named Ko Ah-ram in our care.

-Please come to the broadcasting room. -No.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Her name isn't Ko Ah-ram. It's Ko Ah-ran.

Ko Ah-ran.

Let me do it.

Is this on?

Song Sam-dong.

What a jerk.

Let me give you a piece of advice.

Do you know what's more valuable than a friend here?

A competitor.

Someone you want to beat and conquer.

That someone

will help you grow.

There are three new students who could not take the stage today.

These handpicked students are also precious constituents of Kirin.

-Show us! Show us! -Show us! Show us!

Perhaps they're not good enough.

Perhaps it wasn't talent that got them in.

-You should dismiss. -My admission will be canceled?

You messed everything up.

I have to get into that stupid school.

I need to pay off my debt if I want to dream again.

It was me who caused the disorder.

The following will be the last item I will be suggesting.

My pendant. My pendant's gone.

The real battle begins now.

You're going to have to fight it alone now.

Wait, this is mine.

You are more than qualified to win.