Chapter 198 (1/2)

Chapter 198: Chapter 192

“Of course, I know that.”

“And you know there are lots of talented students there, too, right?”

Hyunwoo recalled the case of Minkyu Kang and the annual exhibition hosted by Dreaming School. When he visited it last time, he was quite impressed by the students' works.

He was impressed by their creative power, in particular, and it was their creative power that his father Duyoung and Kuroda volunteered to teach them to explore.

Recently Suji's father, Taeho Min, also decided to donate his talent to the students.

Duyoung continued, “I hear the graduates from Dreaming School are in trouble. They go to alternative high schools, but the problem is they don't receive creative education like Dreaming School.”

Hyunwoo felt sorry to hear that sad situation.

“That's why I would like to bring some of the graduates here and teach them directly,” said Duyoung.

Hyunwoo seemed to know why his father brought up the topic so carefully.

“In other words, you want to establish an alternative school for them, daddy?”

Duyoung's eyes opened wide at his question.

“Alternative school here is just a grandiose idea. I just want to bring some of them here and take them as my a.s.sistants.”

What he really meant was that he wanted to have them beside him and teach them in person.

Hyunwoo wanted to create an environment in which the students could only focus on studying without worrying about anything else.

And he coveted the creativeness of the young students. In fact, the pace of research was too slow in the case of his father and Kuroda. Though Taeho Min was long involved in the research, he didn't produce any tangible results.

Hyunwoo felt the students could bring about a breakthrough in their research. For they could approach the problem from a new angle with their out-of-the-box creativeness.

The real problem was money.

No matter how small it was, they could not use the container house as an alternative school. In particular, a new dormitory would be needed for students who had to come from faraway places.

But Hyunwoo's agonizing didn't last long.

The incoming students of the new alternative school would be 20 at the most, and the separate research inst.i.tute for Duyoung and Kuroda would not be large. Even if Taeho joined them, the inst.i.tute would be more than enough for their research activities.

“Don't worry about the money. Let me find a solution,” said Hyunwoo confidently.

And now Kuroda also cautiously expressed his wish to move his research room along with Duyoung.

“Of course, you should move with me,” said Duyoung.

Then, turning to Hyunwoo, he asked, “Don't you agree?

“Sure, Dad,” replied Hyunwoo pleasantly. Hyunwoo continued, “If Dr. Taeho Min also wishes to move, he can join you, of course.”

“Wow, you're my son! You already read our minds, hahaha.”

In fact, Duyoung was full of enthusiasm for his research but had no real progress. Still, he was persistent. He continued to pursue his research with the firm conviction that his research would be regarded as a success if it laid the foundation for his students' further research.

In the process of pursuing his lonely path, Duyoung met a colleague, who was none other than Taeho. Like him, Taeho was devoting himself to the development of new materials.

Hyunwoo gently asked his father, “Do you want to pursue joint research with Dr. Min?”

“Do you think that is easy?” answered Duyoung with a perplexed look.

Giggling at that, Hyunwoo felt he needed to help his father with it.

Several days pa.s.sed.

Taeho usually stayed at home during the weekends. Sometimes, he spent time in his container house for research, but he kept his promise to take a walk with the family.

After dinner, he went back to the container house.

Hyunwoo cautiously called him outside and said,

“Dr. Min, can I talk with you a bit?”

“Sure, Hyunwoo.”

Without hesitation, Hyunwoo told him his point, “I understand your research has something in common with my father's research.'

“Yea, that's true.”

“I wonder if you are willing to do joint research with my father. Or you can share your research findings with my father…” said Hyunwoo, slurring the end of his sentences.

Taeho was staring at him with a serious look, and then said, “Was it Dr. Jang's idea?”

“Not necessarily. But I can say with confidence that he wants it earnestly.”