God of Tennis
< It's Before the Storm # 2 >
The fierce three rounds that took place up to Medical Time ended with Henry's victory from one set to the climax. I was impressed to respond to the audience with a relaxed face as if I had never been injured.
Only Han Woo-jin saw through Henry's condition. Even if you hide your face and suppress your body's reactions, perfect camouflage is impossible. Not to mention anyone who knows he's been injured. Misguided, unknown steps
The sweat that began to flow was proof of that.
‘Maybe tomorrow's game... ’
Hanwoojin sensed the trend of tomorrow's 4th war, but did not pull it out of his mouth. I couldn't mourn the misfortune of the opponent, but I wasn't overjoyed.
If Henry was old enough, it would take him a lot of time to recover from that kind of injury, and once he was fully recovered, his life would be completely over. Resilience is very different from that of our youth.
Two people who took a taxi wanted to make sure that rude journalists like yesterday would stick to the game.
Shin Se-yeon seemed quite confused when the results were the exact opposite of what she expected. Well, it was worth it. Even with Hanwoojin's system capability, Joshua was superior in every way.
“I'm really scared of being a veteran. I heard that my skills were pretty dull from the start... Maybe I should underestimate your skill level. ”
“Maybe it's a different kind of strength than in its heyday. He's a great player.”
Hanwoojin confronted Shin Se-yeon's assessment. The level of the stat or skill wasn't the only one. After losing his youthful energy, he built a new style based on the experience he had accumulated. The effort and determination must not be commended.
Landed.
When the unexpected variable appeared, she blurred her face. I thought I only had to watch out for Max Müller in the finals, but a veteran who had won in a malformed way appeared. I've already discarded the Joshua briefing.
It was Rae.
“When I get back to the lodge, I'm going to need to recollect everything I can find on Henry. Your briefing is going to be a little late today, so if you're going to practice, please come back before 9: 00. ”
A long career can also mean a long period of exposure. Maybe Henry is proving to his career everything he's used to making him. With a little time and effort, it was not difficult to find the relevant data.
What was surprising, however, was Han Woojin's reaction. He didn't nod at Shin Se-yeon's words. Rather, I shook my head firmly, making an awkward face. It had meaning on its face that it didn't have to be.
“Maybe you don't need a briefing on Henry. ”
“… Why? ”
Shin Se-yeon gave a strict expression. It was because I was worried that he might have been arrogant while trying to win.
Of course, there was another reason for Han Woo-jin to say that.
Senior veteran, serious ankle injuries, and left foot that began to limp on his way out of the venue.
The penalty for one leg was enormous for Henry, who had low agility. If I was stronger than Joshua, I was stronger than Han Woo-jin, not weaker.
Han Woo-jin had already won a chance to win tomorrow's flight by more than 8. It was the same even if they did not abstain. It just takes the broken ankle off the track from your coat. Even if he's stronger, if he's tied to one leg, unilateral.
It almost became a phosphorus battle.
“When it came to medical time, Henry didn't look so good. It's probably not a day or two of injury. ”
“But you came right back to your coat, right? It's a little premature, don't you think? ”
Her doubts were overwhelming, but also shallow in depth. I know the players who have a long career. that even if the injury is a bit severe, it doesn't immediately lose performance. Just as a runner takes another deep breath with his breath to its limit, it's a mess.
Like a boxer getting beaten up somehow.
The strength of an athlete whose adrenaline is extremely active during a game is unusual. Outside the ring or coat, I don't care if the injuries are often demoralized. It has the effect of relieving pain and preventing the worsening of the wound.
“I crouched as I left the stadium. which is quite severe, so that the center of gravity is shifted all the way to the right. ”
“Then…”
When Shin Se-yeon tried to answer his words mixed with confidence, her phone rang frantically. I could only think of the numbers on the contact list or not. She stops talking and answers the phone.
“Hello? Oh, yes, I'm an agent of the hundred-man player..."
Shin Se-yeon, who received a call in Korean, immediately changed her language to Chinese. The target appears to be Chinese. After talking for a while in words he couldn't understand, she looked at Hanwoojin with a face that looked like she had seen a ghost.
Soon after the phone call was disconnected. Shin Se-yeon was not as surprised as she was. But I have some news. A slight trembling voice came out.
“… Henry Joel has withdrawn. ”
Hanwoojin closed his eyes. I wasn't very impressed. Except for Merritt, who said she could go to the finals without using up her stamina, it only went as she had expected.
He stared at the back of a man who was drifting away from his blind-closed vision.
Someday, and everyone will follow.
* * *
Unlike Han Woo-jin, who felt an unknown emotion from Henry's abstinence, unresolved unrest occurred on the part of South Korea that secured an unexpected abstinence. Of course, it was not negative. It was a cheer to confirm the finals.
“CP! Isn't this how a real Han Woojin works? If you win, you'll get the most viewership. ”
A PD said that. Ha Jungwoo did not deny the excited voice. Rather, I nodded as if I had to.
“Of course. Kim's drinking days are over. It's only when the younger, fresher ones show up that people care. ”
Either way, sport stars are also important in their appearance. I needed a youth to remove the old image of tennis that had become stiff in my country. Ha Jung Woo, at least Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyeok are playing sports.
I thought I could change the reality a little bit.
In addition, Choi Hye Hyuk was tall and could be the center of a group of idols with a face. The influx of female audiences was also quite expected.
‘Good. It's going well. I'm worried because it's flowing so smoothly. ’
Hajung Woo remembers the word Hosadama. It meant that if something good happens, a lot of bad happens.
However, this contest about Han Woo-jin continued to do only good things. The rate continued to be high, and articles about tennis appeared on every corner of the newspaper or magazine, unlike domestic minor sports. If this much wind blows, the masts will crumble.
It was worth a reel, but there was no sign of any decline.
“... I have nothing to lose if I lose anyway. Push it as far as you can push it? ”
Even if Han Woo-jin lost the final, MBS had nothing to lose. I didn't invest in any Toto or stock, and I've already done well enough.
If you win, it's the best scenario, and even if you lose, it's a semi-win. The news of Henry Joel's abstinence that came in today was long past even Ha Jungwoo's tricky standards. He thought of a plan that would give him even more momentum to welcome Han Woo-jin.
Then there was one person who came to mind.
Who was the first person interviewed shortly after Han Woo-jin's debut? Who asked you to identify his possibilities and explain them at the Seoul Open?
“PD, you were the one who programmed with commentators at the Seoul Open, right? ”
“Oh, yes. I did it.”
“Do you remember who asked for an explanation about Han Woojin? If Park Sung-jin listens, he must have a pretty good name. ”
“Um... wait a minute. I'll think about it.”
Kim PD, who was excited with the others, deeply calmed his face. It was hard to remember because it was past shrugging. Hajung Woo waited for an answer while burning a pretty good child on the outside.
Luckily, Kim PD remembered everything that day very vividly. It was also because his name was quite famous on the floor.
“Ah! Kim Sang-pil, Kim Sang-pil reporter. ”
“What? Kim Sang-pil the Specialist? ”
Ha Jungwoo raised his voice without me knowing. A giant protrudes beyond the expected category. Why is it that everyone involved is a big deal? A gust of wind blows towards the sail, changing its appearance with a new storm.
“Reporter Kim Sang-pil, where are you right now? You got a warrant? ”
“Two days ago, I had a fight in Sports Lane. I think it's on the French side. ”
“France? Why there? ”
Kim PD picked up yesterday's newspaper and pointed to a corner. It's called "Korean Fighter's Classes!" Defeat 2 consecutive French Challengers League! ’There was an article.
* * *
“Hmm... I don't know why, but I can't help it. I don't see where else to touch it. ”
Kim Sang-pil wrote an article to focus on sports magazines that were different from MBS. He was the knight who decorated the winner of the second successive Challenger of Choi Hyuk. I didn't have much rhetoric, but it was acceptable for anyone who had been watching the game.
Although it was considered a challenge, it was not a level comparable to other entrants.
And the pace at which Yeon-hyeok Choi developed was such that he could feel even Kim Sang-pil who came to France along with him. Does it make sense that every single photo, every single video, will improve your skills?
Tadak, Tak!
Kim Sang-pil's thick thumb taps into Entertainment, neatly arranging the last paragraph. That concluded all the articles written about Choi Yeon-hee's performance.
He came to the far lands of Europe and unhooked himself from his laptop. Knng, I heard a thick, bony sound from my open forearms and shoulders. It was a payment for sitting in an inappropriate position for a long time.
“That's not funny. He's got enough moves to make him a star. Is it because you win too naturally? ”
Kim Sang-pil bored his face as he watched the game video of Choi Yeon-hyuk. Unilateral scores and consistently good matches. He was a flawless fighter, to be exact. Studying is like always being a class monitor and not missing first place.
was an image.
Or maybe there was another reason. If you have a more impressive player in mind, sometimes even a match that you might have enjoyed doesn't seem fun. And Kim Sang-pil quickly remembered why.
You said you were in the ATP League, right? ’
I remembered Han Woo-jin's deep sunken eyes.
If Choi Yeon-Hyuk was a model student, he had a strong image of the rebels. The dark atmosphere that made me look shy instead made Pokerface. A young man who is knowledgeable in various tactics, being a newcomer.
Honestly, Sang-pil Kim was more interested in that mutant side than a typical genius like Choi Yeon-hyeok.
“Let's find it.”
The internet was slow, but it was a matter of waiting a little longer. He published a portal site to search for articles about China's propaganda opening. The mouse cursor changes to the hourglass, and the screen turns white.
“What the hell...”
The four letters' no answer ’made several thick bloodlines on Kim Sang-pil's forehead.
It was then.
Rrrrr…
“Hello?"
It was a close reaction to occupational illness. Kim Sang-pil reached out his hand and pressed the call button as soon as he grabbed his cell phone. And I brightened my face to the voice from over there. It was because I was just about to search for a useless laptop.
“The finals? Are we done yet?" Ah, abstinence... I see. So who's the opponent? ”
But that was when his face was bright.
The moment I heard Max Müller's name, Kim Sang-pil's face became subtly stiff. He listened to Hajung Woo's call and said yes. Putting down the disconnected cell phone, Sang-pil Kim looked away with a worried young face.
“A German monster... I don't know. ”
The opposing Pokémon is a monstrosity that is always out of their minds, even though it is Han Woojin. I had no idea what the outcome would be if the two variables were hit, and I had no idea from Sang-pil Kim's perspective.
He decided to save the plane first. When I took off from the airport tomorrow on an international flight, I was able to keep up with my time. I was glad to hear the news sooner.
The fight was two days later.
End
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