God of Tennis

The 10-minute break between sets ended before the two athletes could even eat. And as Hanwoojin predicted, John's stamina did not exceed two and a half sets of floors, and a set of completions also added to his psychological burden.

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But John was excited. I jumped on my barely moving leg and hit the ball somehow while running.

“Game John! ”

As a result, the score reached 52. Even though his skills are low, he is also a pro at the top of the ATP Tour. It was hard to brake Hanwoojin without missing a single sub-game. I don't know if this is the finals, but I'm gonna need you to give me the next one.

I could not place a mob in his shoes.

‘Fantastic.'

He admired it small. John was already out of five games. The wheezing state doesn't seem completely normal. But my feet didn't stop. In the meantime, I won a game.

Han Woo-jin got into position holding the ball that had crossed along the sub-sphere. This is as far as I go. John, who has neither feet nor arms, is unlikely to break his sub-game.

Bam!

“Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

John remains motionless even after the sub is plugged and bounced. No, it's probably not moving. He only sees the ball rolling in his coat with his misshapen eyes. A reckless scoring declaration of judgment pierces John's ear.

“Thirty Love (30: 0)! ”

Just aim for sharp angles with a flat. Han Woo-jin cleverly struck the end of the service coat to make it hard for John to get even in this situation. That attitude of not being nervous until the end was a compliment for John's struggle.

Forty Love (40: 0)! Han Test, Match Point! ”

The last one that was scheduled has come. Han Woo-jin threw the ball again without much emotion. There was no reason to stall.

Bam!

“Han Test Game! Match won by Ujin Han, 60, 62! ”

Hearing the referee's resounding voice, the two athletes stepped forward to join hands with Nate. There was a strange connection between those living in the same field without speaking.

John opened his mouth with half sorrow for his final Mets Open and half astonishment for his astonishing Eastern rookie.

“Nice play, Mr. Han. ”

“T, thanks. ”

Han Woo-jin stuttered slightly with a compliment that he did not expect. John blinks at Hanwoojin and turns away. Despite losing the battle, his back is straight. It was evidence that it did not leave anything to chance.

And as Hanwoojin stepped out of his coat, he heard a series of noisy beeps in his ears.

[Great Play! The lowest stat goes up by 1 in return for your first win in the ATP250 League.]

[Great Play! Skills used to win in the headquarters of the ATP250 League increase EXP greatly.]

[Robe's level has increased by 1.]

[Achievements in the ATP250 league will be settled in batches after all matches have been completed.]

"Batch Settlement?"

I had never heard it before. Hanwoojin, who went up to the audience after the game, looked at the meaning while tilting his head. The system was thoroughly explainable and unfriendly. All he had to do was roll his head.

‘Since you said it was entrepreneurial... it's probably a gradual calculation like 32 or 16. ’

And by the time he finished the competition, it seemed to be settled. by losing and failing, or winning until the end.

By the time he has roughly made up his mind, he has already arrived where the group is. After realizing that Choi Jun and Choi Hyuk were invisible, Han Woo-jin tried to say something and swallowed them up again. What are you talking about in this situation?

I also didn't say long.

“Good work. Let's go. ”

“… Yes. ”

Even though I was only three, I felt like I was walking later than yesterday. When I arrived in the parking lot, Choi Junsung came back alone. It was like I drove the car straight after I brought Choi Yeon-hyeok.

Hanwoojin's group gets into the car without a word. Until we got to the lodge, the car was just quiet.

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Han Woo-jin couldn't find Choi Hyuk until he arrived at his place and had dinner. What was the first question I asked? The winner asked how the loser was doing, but I also wanted to be more salt.

He clicks on the spoon while placing the finished bowl. Today, I ate in a restaurant in my accommodation, and I didn't have a chance to get up first. The director opened his mouth as if he had never deserved it.

“If you have nothing else to do, go outside and get some air. Don't make a fuss. After I digest it, I'll brief you on the fighters I'll be dealing with tomorrow. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Rather, it was a lucky sound for him. Hanwoojin happily replied and woke up. Nothing was more frustrating than being stuck in a situation where I didn't know what to say.

Queek.

When they opened the front door of their accommodation, a chilly wind shook their hair. Mets' wind was chilly after a new year had gone by. Han Woo-jin didn't feel too cold because he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt because of the lessons he learned while staying.

I told him I was briefing him a little later, so I couldn't go far. The inn on the outskirts was not worth the time it took to walk.

‘Let's just go for a spin. ’

Just as I was in the wind, his body began to tremble. Even in long-sleeved clothes, my body was cool enough when I stopped. Han Woo-jin decided to take a look around the house.

But he had to stop immediately. As soon as I got back to the house, I noticed a familiar face.

Choi Hye Hyuk's agent, Choi Junsung, was leaning against the wall and smoking.

“Joonseong? ”

“Oh, it's Woojin. ”

After spending a few weeks together at Metz, Choi Junsung spoke to him. Choi Yeon-hyuk and Han Woo-jin were twenty-three years old, and Choi Jun-seong was already twenty-eight years old. I naturally got to spend time with my brother due to the typical Korean atmosphere

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Choi Junsung, who was holding a half-burnt cigarette in his mouth, immediately turned off the cigarette as Han Woo-jin approached. I was in a hurry to support the buttocks with my footstool.

“You don't have to worry about that. ”

“Because I care. You think an agent can smoke in front of a bunch of jockstraps? ”

Though it was a good-looking plume, he did not lose his seriousness in his work. In front of Hyunhyeol and Hanwoojin, even a pack of smoking cigarettes a day is mouth-watering.

I did not.

Hanwoojin leaned against the wall, smiling shyly. There was a moment of silence between the two of them. The cold wind doesn't come near the two sides, either because of the structure of the building.

With Han Woo-jin's ears, I heard Choi Junsung's voice, thinking about what to say.

“Congratulations on making it to the 16th, Woojin. ”

“Ah... thank you, brother. ”

I didn't have anything else to say. Choi Junsung was not his agent, and it was even the day his player was defeated. The only way to save a tribe is to fight them. Han Woo-jin briefly thanked me.

They talked about nothing. What happened to the opponent today was that he entered the 16th river and ATP points were somewhat confirmed. Their conversation suddenly changed the Mac because of a sudden expression of excellence.

“I'm going back tomorrow. ”

“Back?”

Han Woo-jin indifferently refuted a sudden word, but soon he noticed what his words meant and fixed his face. There can be no agents acting separately from the player. Then it's not just Joonseong that goes back. We also have Yeon-hyeok Choi, who is in charge.

Han Woo-jin thought for a moment and opened his mouth. The return was much earlier than he anticipated.

“Is history already scheduled? I don't think there's any reason to rush back. ”

“Yeah, I barely got one. ”

Choi Junsung confirmed his reasoning without a word. There was a reason for rushing things home a little slower. Considering the time when the Mets Open was over, he went through a lot of trouble to change the plane ticket that he had booked to tomorrow.

To Han Woo-jin, who was curious about the competition, Choi Joon-seong showed a brochure of the next contest, which he had stored in the mobile photo tray.

The strange and familiar crooked writing filled Han Woo-jin's view.

“Huh? This is a Japanese competition. ”

“I wanted to catch a national competition... but this was the closest I could get, Sapporo Open. ”

Sapporo Open was a competition for the Challenger League. In the original way, it was not a competition that could be entered immediately before this. There were two reasons why Choi Junsung was able to push the story of Choi to the Sapporo Open.

“One of the players going to Sid got knocked out by an injury. That's why Yeon-hee was there. I felt bad for him, but I got lucky. ”

“You've gone to Yonke Sid. I still can't get a spot in the rankings or nominations or overseas Challenger League. ”

As a matter of fact, Han Woo-jin was right. But there was one thing he forgot. There was a huge sponsor, Joe, who was supporting them both.

“That's right. I wish it were Europe or the United States. At least it's Japan. I can feel your breath. ”

“Ah, Chairman...”

Chairman Jo was also a top executive of the Korean Tennis Association. In the beginning, almost all of Korea's tennis competitions were based on his support, and he was more articulate than anyone else.

Although Korea is lagging behind in tennis, the weight is borne by a person who is about the chairman of the group. A single seed from Japan, the host, weighs a lot of money. At the Sapporo Open at Choi Yeon-hyuk, there was this lining.

“But isn't it too urgent? I don't know if all the fatigue from this competition will go away... ”

Han Woo-jin said that he was worried that he had too much scheduling, and Choi Joon-seong waved his head to the left and to the right. In fact, he thought so, too. Sapporo Open was too close to overlap with Mets.

“I've said that before, but what can I do if I want to go there? Agent, whatever it is, it's only right that you listen to what the player wants after all. ”

“Then, is it history? ”

Hanwoojin opened his eyes wide. Are you telling me that this model student who judges everything calmly has an urgent schedule? It was very unexpected for him to think that it would be an order from Chairman Jo.

Choi Junsung nodded, looking surprised at him. Seeing that even Hanwoojin was surprised to say that he was the best friend, it was only surprising that he chose Choi Hyuk. But he saw the change positively.

“That's a relief. I was afraid I'd get frustrated with guys like Andrew, but he's so motivated. ”

“… that's right. ”

While he felt fortunate, Han Woo-jin felt relieved somewhere. The opponent who thought he was a rival got off the stage before him.

"Still,

Han Woo-jin convinced himself it was okay. The Mets Open won't be the only competition to compete with him. There was a chance to meet at the next and next competition.

Today, Han Woo-jin wins and Choi Yeon-hyeok loses.

Once here, the two of them had crossed paths once.

The End

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