Chapter 46 - After the first wave

"You have eaten properly. How was it? How do you feel about the game not being released as you expected? "

In the car, the former coach asked a question. Until Hanwoojin arrived at the parking lot, he wriggled his shoulders or coughed with a writhing face, and then showed his strange behavior.

It was.

His question pierced the core. Suzuki was the first type of player he saw. If only excellent, there were quite a few samples. Andrew did it, Leonard did it. Based on their overwhelming physical skills,

Was consolidating the position.

But Suzuki Takuo was different from them. It was good to sublimate the singularity of long arm to merit, but it was not a flawless strength.

"It was definitely annoying. I don't have to play a common ball to play Suzuki, so it's bad for me, the type that answers by rolling my head. "

It was a story that was used in all racket sports, including tennis. As long as it is based on hitting the ball and throwing it into the opponent's area, the principle of scoring is the same. Needless to say hard. Blow the ball harder for the opponent to catch

Is the basis and everything of the game.

There were two ways to hit hard.

It was the first time to use the skills that go beyond the expectations of others. If your opponent is close to the net, you can play with lobs. In anticipation of a smash, like a light drop of a solid opponent

Based on the principle.

"It's all that way. Pro, if it goes beyond a certain level, you don't have to be shy about some big tricks. "

The former director affirmed Han Woo-jin. If you're a professional player, you won't get stuck with anything good. Trained sensations and cumulative experiences make the opponent's work easier. Suzuki, Hanwoojin or something like that can be overwhelming

There was no. So the game was overly stretched.

"So at first I wanted to see the fight with strength or speed. No matter how long my arm is, I thought if I hit him, the bounds would be better. Suzuki's reaction far surpassed expectations. "

The method used by Hanwoojin in one set was the second tactic of the aforementioned.

Purely far away, it's hard to respond physically by dropping the ball away from your opponent. Even if you're not a pro, this is what people instinctively do. Racket may not reach out of range of opponent

Basic technique aimed at the branch.

But it didn't work for Suzuki at all. His height was not enough to be a pro, and the length of his arm exceeding that height covered the entire court. Perhaps the agility of close to 60 also contributed. Hanwoojin is stronger than Suzuki

There was a reason why I struggled with technology.

"You did find a hole to escape later. It was an ignorant way without any tips. "

While the car was caught by the signal for a while, the award ceremony looked back and laughed wildly. His mouth was reproached, but his eyes were not. If you go to Moro, don't you think it's okay to go to Seoul? Han Woo-jin played in an inefficient but fair way,

Won the bet.

'But you can't win twice like this.'

Han Woo-jin has rubbed his forearm, which is now starting to throttle. There was no way to win this way, but next time I would have to use Stinger in sub games. If you use your strength as you do today, you'll run out of strength before the quarter-finals.

The way he broke through Suzuki's defense was simple. There were many similar cases in boxing. The long reach was usually a good thing, but it was a poison when dealing with players who were able to dig in. Legendary Out

Boxer, like Thomas Hunts, was sunk by Marvin Hagler.

From the end of one set to the end of two sets, Han Woo-jin never rested and hit the ball at a step away from Suzuki's body. Twice if not once, three times if not twice. Accurate stomach over and over again

I hit the ball into Chi, Suzuki was not good enough to hold.

"The exercises I've been doing have seen the light, well. It was also helpful that the coat of Ariake Forest was a hard coat. "

And it was possible because it was Hanwoojin. His practice has long been unique.

When other players practiced each other in pairs, Han Woo-jin hit the ball alone against the wall or ground. I didn't like to rest my hand because I didn't have someone to deal with.

A hundred times and a thousand times, I blew up the ball and repeated it. Even if I close my eyes, I could easily get 10 times. It wasn't a grass court or clay court with irregular bounds, so there was nothing to say about it.

Had he been a little better, he could have crushed Suzuki from the front, but he still lacked time and growth. In just half a year, it was ranked in the top 100 in the world. If we meet again at this time next year, we can win without difficulty.

The voice of former director flowed into Han Woo-jin's ear, which is unsatisfactory even after winning.

"Don't be too nervous. You're a man compared to form gnome. It's hard to walk on my feet after it's over. "

"Kim Hyung-sensei?"

He opened his eyes wide in surprise. I heard that Choi Yeon-hyuk met the right opponent and won, but I didn't hear what kind of battle he was struggling with. I thought Hanwoojin himself had a hard time, but I listened to the director.

He didn't seem to be anything.

"The opponent is probably… Was it Jamie Lobredo? "

"Yeah, that thunderous colt was your opponent. Anyway, he ran wild and his coat looked narrow. "

Jamie Lobredo is the 18th largest player in the world.

In fact, if it was someone other than Hanwoojin, he would have been surprised to hear that he had won, not surprised that he had a classic. Even if you look at the rankings, the level difference was so clear.

The former coach stepped on the accelerator and rolled the car forward. In that seriously submerged tone, there was even an immortal admiration somewhere. Today it would mean that Kim's division was worth that much.

"It was a game that made my hands sweat from start to finish. In the first set, he went to Deuce, and in the second set, he was beaten upside down. The last three sets were beaten enough to go right before Deuce. "

Excited director shook his head as if he were standing on the court.

I do. Han Woo-jin slid down the eyelids as he understood. Looking at the score alone, the fierceness was felt indirectly. In addition, Kim is the face of Korean tennis. His victory raised the status of Korean tennis

It was the same.

The car, which was noisy as a result of the former coach's commentator's shame, entered the parking lot. Just as the record is not an outward appearance, the ceremony puts the car in only one reverse.

Quik.

"Well, we arrived. I'm getting in and relaxing. I have some time left for dinner anyway. "

"History are back?"

"Yeah, four hours had ended first. It's not a leisurely competition for time in the audience. "

4 hours.

The difference was quite large. It was because there were 16 games as much as 32 rounds, but the number of seed seats was off. From tomorrow, it would be better to enter the waiting room in time for the game. Relaxing and resting for 4 hours

The difference between the two was so great that it was hard to express in words.

Han Woo-jin turned his head into the hostel. There was a question. He asked a former director who had just taken out a cigarette.

"Director, was Roger's game next time?"

"Well… Right. Maybe the new agent is in full swing by now. Why is that again? "

"I wanted to see you."

"Era, you bastard."

I writhed the eyebrows as the director pushed the lighter into the back pocket. It seemed that Han Woo-jin had a glance at something like admiration and fan sentiment about Roger.

"Any agent will be recording anyway, and you have to go get some rest now. It's not an option. The ranking first place, yes. Of course it's interesting. But that's not what you need to do as a pro now. "

"… Okay."

System capabilities do not trigger through photos or recorded video. Han Woo-jin, who wanted to take a look at Roger's status window, came out of the stadium and got into the car to think about it. Anyway, it was information tomorrow and someday.

However, the world's strongest stats were an excuse to awaken the curiosity of being asleep as dead.

I can't give such an excuse to the former director, and Han Woo Jin just accepted his words. In fact, it was more reasonable to say what the former director said.

Suddenly, the cell phone cried in the racket bag of Hanwoojin.

Rrrrr…

"New agents aren't good enough. Take it. "

"Yeah."

There are only two people to call, one of them in front of her. In terms of elimination, Shin Se-yeon is the only person to call. When Hanwoojin pressed the call button without knowing what was going on, he heard a slightly rough voice from the speaker of the phone.

[Ujin? Are you okay with the call now?]

"Does not matter. I just arrived at the hostel. What are you doing? "

Beyond the phone, I heard her breath taking. And the voice that was cut off continued.

[Roger Pedro's game is over. Scores are 6-1, 6-1. Roger's victory.]

"… Seyeon, do you know how long it has been since my game? "

Han Woo-jin shook his voice. It was only 50 minutes, even though I stopped by the bathroom after the game and spent some time talking to the manager. Including the cleaning time given in each game, it was almost a little less.

However, in that few hours, the next game was decided.

[Elapsed time 41 minutes 25 seconds. It's the fastest finish in the Tokyo Open.]

It was information about game times, scores and numbers. But that alone was able to convey the presence of the player vividly.

Han Woo-jin experienced it for the first time today.

* * *

Roger Pedro, a Swiss young man carrying the world's strongest name, stepped off the court and crossed the racket with a dedicated team waiting for him. Then, a strong physique trainer who picked up the racket gave a fist and smiled.

"Good work, Roger. It's a win today. "

"Well, don't say that. The opponent was never a worthy player. "

Roger struck his fist lightly and leaned against the wall. It was a leisurely appearance that I couldn't see after a game. In fact he was not sweating. There was almost no consumption of health. Trainer, Hudson lightly tongue

Roger was half affirmed and half denied.

'Yes, it wasn't a big player. Roger, it wasn't much for you. '

He seals his black black eyelids and glides his opponent away from the competition. Wesley Morgan, high ranker ranked 35th in the world. But he was nothing more than a loser in front of Roger.

"Hud, my game was probably the fourth from the end?"

"Right. Now three more games is enough to finish the 32nd round. "

Roger reached out, emptying a 500 ml bottle of water. Hudson immediately noticed the intention and handed over a notebook he was writing. There was a draw of 16 round 32 matches, a dropout and a winner.

Roger slowly looked and looked at the names of the players who made it to the round of 16. Some names were familiar, some were not. There were some players who needed to be nervous, but it was always a daily encounter. There's no reason to come to me

After reading the turnout carefully, Roger returned the notebook back to Hudson.

"3 Korean players? I don't know how long it will be to see the Korean flag on the ATP Tour. "

"I'm the first player I see, except Mr. Kim. Korea is a country that is not very interested in tennis, but this generation seems to be quite good. "

"Hmm… "

Roger, who was interested for a while, quickly became distracted. When he woke up from the wall, all the team got up and got up. As the world's number one leader, they were all professionals who could claim to be experts in one area. The action is inevitable

It was.

"Well, good. If you stick to it, you can see how much it is. "

"Is there no guarantee that they will come up?"

Hudson refuted lightly. He was right. Korea was still a barren tennis field, and it was hard to say that the levels were high even though the two rankers were born. And Roger replied without looking back indifferently.

"Then that's it."