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(Mar 31, 2024 – Mar 31, 2024)
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
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USER: translate to English, don't change symbol and line break. Don't change space between paragraphs.
CHATBOT: Sure, I'd be happy to help with the translation, but it looks like there's no text provided that needs translating. Could you please provide the text you would like translated?
USER: je34hwa naneun ceonjaega anida. acim 7si. nuni seureureu ddeojyeossda. gabjagi jal deulrideon yeongeoga an deulrigo, ib baggeuro han jado mos naebaetneun agmongggaji ggweossda. deungi cugcughaessda. naneun jarieseo beolddeog ileonassda. mogi malrassda. bueokeuro congcong geoleogaseo naengjanggoreul yeoleossda. acimeul junbihadeon eommaga nolraseo dwidolabwassda. "seongguga, mweo caja?" "muul." "canmul meogeumyeon an joha." eommaneun sangone issdeon muleul nae jeonyong dijeuni kaerigteo keobe ddaraseo naemileossda. naneun du soneuro keobeul deulgo beolkeogbeolkeog deulikyeossda. "eomeo, seongguga. eodi apa?" ddame heunggeonhage jeojeun nae oseul manjin eommaneun nolraseo nae ima, mog, pal, darireul soneuro manjyeossda. hajiman yeol gateun geoseun naji anhassda. [eomma, an apa. geunyang agmongeul ggweosseul bbuniya.] i maleul hago sipeossjiman, haji anhassda. naega ceonjaega aniraneun sasile cunggyeogbada agmongeul ggweossdan maleul eojjihandan malinyago! naneun simurughan eolgulro osman galaibgo TVreul kyeossda. acim gyeongje nyuseuneun nohcil su eobseossda. sesangi eoddeohge dolaganeunji naega al su issneun yuilhan sudanigido haessda. nyuseueseoneun gyeongje hohwanggwa Xsedaeyi deungjangiraneun isyureul darweossda. [jjeusjjeus. ije god IMFya. curage yeoncagryugeun eobsdaneun geosman aladweo.] god jeungsi sanghwangi deungjanghaessda. ajigggajineun sangseungjangieossda. samjeon jusigdo ggwae joheun pyeonieossda. naneun gyeongje nyuseureul caenggyeobogoneun eommaga jun bananareu...
CHATBOT: Episode 34 I am not a genius. 7 AM. My eyes slowly opened. Suddenly, I couldn't understand English that I used to understand well, and I even had a nightmare where I couldn't utter a single word. My back was soaked. I jumped out of bed. My throat was dry. I scurried to the kitchen and opened the fridge. My mom, who was preparing breakfast, turned around in surprise. "Sung-guk, what are you looking for?" "Water." "Drinking cold water isn't good for you." Mom handed me a glass of room-temperature water in my Disney character cup. I grabbed the cup with both hands and gulped it down. "Oh my, Sung-guk. Are you sick?" Feeling my sweat-soaked clothes, Mom touched my forehead, neck, arms, and legs with her hand, but I didn't seem to have a fever. [I'm not sick, Mom. I just had a nightmare.] I wanted to say this, but I didn't. How could I say that I had a nightmare because I was shocked to realize I'm not a genius! With a gloomy face, I just changed my clothes and turned on the TV. I couldn't miss the morning economic news. It was the only way I could understand how the world works. The news covered the economic boom and the emergence of Generation X. [Tsk tsk. The IMF crisis is coming soon. Just remember, there's no such thing as a soft landing in a crash.] Soon, the stock market situation appeared. It was still a bull market. Samsung Electronics stocks were doing quite well. After watching the economic news, I chewed on a banana my mom gave me and opened a book. In this life, I was born with an average IQ of 121. To overcome this mediocrity, effort was the only way out! Solid fundamentals! Before I knew it, Mom came over and looked at me worriedly. "Sung-guk, are you sick? Should we skip kindergarten today?" I shook my head. [I need to learn even a single letter more. They teach English conversation for free at kindergarten. If you don't use a language, you forget it, Mom.] * * * A car like no other in South Korea. Bulletproof glass was standard, and the security was presidential-level. The car entered the parking lot of Samsung Kindergarten. As the car stopped in front of Samsung Kindergarten, the waiting principal hurried to the back door to open it. The Iron Lady stepped out gracefully. On the other side, Jeon Mi-jin, wearing a kindergarten uniform and carrying a luxury brand bag, got out holding the hand of a kindergarten teacher. Black as the base, with a flashy patterned scarf, a bag that not everyone could afford, and her fashion completed with killer hee...