Chapter 51.2 - SEMI FINALS # 2

Ok.

In the quiet waiting room, only the sound of the second hand moving was disturbing. Hanwoojin sometimes spent time moving his body to prevent the joints and muscles from hardening. I didn't even turn on the TV in the waiting room to focus on my own game.

He was.

'… It takes a long time. '

How long has it been since the first round started?

He raised his head towards the clock, which he had never cared about. The start of the semifinals was at 10 am. And the first round was started about 20 minutes later. About 10:20 Choi Yeon-hyuk and Kim Hyung-ga start the game

It meant.

Han Woo-jin opened her eyes to see how the hour and minute hands made her watch. It was a long time later than I thought. 12:55. The first round was over 2 hours and 30 minutes, but it didn't end.

"It's like three sets."

It was obvious that a fierce battle was taking place. Kim Hyung-hyun, who was tired of climbing the court in perfect condition, and Choi Yeon-hyuk, who was exhausted and tired, made the 1-1 set score and proved it.

Originally, he was in the vantage point of the veteran to take advantage of the advantage to lead the game. By the way, Choi Yeon-hyuk is biting the game in adverse situations. After the crisis, the existing advantage loses its meaning.

'See you.'

Hanwoojin was not going to give attention to other players' games before playing his game. But the burden of dealing with Roger, and the unseen image that was invisible no matter how imaged, made him choke.

Eventually, Hanwoojin grabbed the remote control and pressed the red button, and the black screen lighted up.

Jiing.

The sound was mixed with a little noise and the screen was properly shaped. The blue coat, the white net and the two moving players were clearly visible. Not surprisingly, the score and points in English caught my eye because it was not a Korean broadcast.

Of course, the set score was 1-1 and the game score was 4-3.

Kim was 4 and Choi Yeon-hyuk was 3.

"Are you still behind?"

Even though the three sets of mental strength are greatly involved, the difference in remaining physical strength from the beginning is not easily reduced.

Indeed, Han Woo-jin's movements in Kim Hyung-jin and Choi Yeon-hyuk showed a marked difference in speed. If Kim was still up and down in his chest, Choi Yeon-hyuk was shaking his shoulders up and down and taking his breath.

As far as we can see, is Kim's chance of winning seven or Choi Yeon-hyuk's winning three?

Han Woojin calmly judged the superiority of the two. As expected, Choi Yeon-hyeok was struggling with physical disadvantages, but there was not enough to guarantee victory. Even if Kim Hyung dragged it as it is now, it would be a moment that Choi's stamina was exhausted.

Iii.

The TV screen turned black. As you watch the rally, your eyes will become accustomed to the play of the two. Han Woo-jin cleared his interest in the first round and began to move again. It was his turn after the game was over. beauty

It was better to let Lee loose.

Unlike what I've done before, Hanwoojin's regular breathing sound flowed from the mouth of Hanwoojin.

But the first round was barely finished.

The door to the waiting room did not open until 30 minutes after Hanwoojin turned off the TV.

* * *

'It took a lot longer than I thought.'

Hanwoojin thought so, pointing towards the court with a moderately sweetened body. In any case, it would have been over 10 or 15 minutes. Maybe he went to Deuce or Tiebreak.

There are no people in the passage from the waiting room to the court immediately. Because it was the passage that handles both entrance and exit, it was because the entrance was controlled unless the player or the official was in charge. The only agent in front of him was the other person.

The more you walk, the louder the noise becomes. Is it the crowd screaming or the speaker's loudspeaker? There was no way for Hanwoojin to know. At the edge of his stretch of sight, the blue coat was about to rise.

'There is someone.'

Han Woo-jin discovered that one shadow was hanging in the path of backlight due to sunlight. It was a little after noon, so the sun was too bright. I couldn't tell who was standing until I got close.

After walking five more steps, Han Woo-jin could face the man waiting for him.

Pickled in sweat,

I'm still hiding my shoulders

I leaned against the wall with my legs that didn't stand properly,

Choi Yeon-hyuk was there.

"you,"

"… I won. "

A half-rested voice came out before Hanwoojin even said something.

How long would I have run around without breathing throat? Ten minutes had passed since the game was over, but Choi was still breathing through his mouth, not his nose. It was acceptable to spit out five letters without interruption.

"I see."

Unknowingly, a blunt answer came out. Giving congratulations was not self-confident, I could not ignore it. Above all, the heavy feelings of Choi Yeon-hyuk's two words held up the ankle.

What did Hanwoojin say was better for him? Satisfied with just responding, Choi Yeon-hyuk looked busy and smiled as usual. The tattered expression revealed a sense of accomplishment that was not covered.

Coughing for a while, he opened his mouth with a calm face. The swelling of the throat still remained half the voice.

"Because of you."

"What?"

Hanwoojin's eyelids were raised by the unknown sound. As if to expect such a response, Choi Yeon-hyuk smiled and shook his head.

"Too hard… I tried to fall on my way. I fell down once and didn't want to get up. How comfortable would it be to stay in a hot coat like this? I heard this thought. "

"You fell?"

As I glanced down, I noticed a bitter gauze stuck to my knees. Probably not standing and falling off, it was obvious that his knees were cut to court by running over.

But Choi Yeon-hyuk did not care at all. If the adrenaline subsided, it would be quite bitter now. He bowed down as if worried, staring directly at Han Woo-jin's eyes. To the extent that we are invisible to tired people

It was clear eyes.

"But you were standing."

What Choi was looking at was not Hanwoojin in front of her eyes. A few months ago, he was stunned while standing at the NK Veterinary Training Center. Although he won, he didn't feel like winning at all.

A calm voice followed. I wasn't funny at all, even though my throat was about half way through. Han Woo-jin listened to Choi Yeon-hyuk with his mouth shut.

"So I stood up. I didn't want to lose while falling, so I tried to lose at least. "

At first glance, the gauze of the knee still bleeding little by little. Simple hemostasis was a level of bleeding. In addition, the whole bridge was bluish. The blood flew and the muscles were visible to the naked eye.

"by the way… I wake up and hate losing. "

Puffy loosened tightly tightened. Choi Yeon-hyuk, who regained his original eyes in a moment, sprinkled beastly eyes. If it weren't for Hanwoojin, he might have stepped back inadvertently. A new voice regains its usual spirit

there was.

Choi Yeon-hyuk took off from the wall. At one point, the body regained its balance by superhuman willpower.

"That's it."

The two smiled at the same time. If it wasn't for Roger Pedro, he might have been arguing in the finals. But the two could see Roger's abilities with their own talents and abilities.

That's an unanswered nightmare.

Choi Yeon-hyuk still came out with a fist. I could not say win. Winning against Roger was a mockery, not a cheer. So he spoke another word for his friend who had the worst enemy in the world.

"Please feed me one room. Is that your specialty? "

Clenched fist hit hard. Leaving behind the pain of a fist, Han Woojin passed Choi Yeon-hyuk to the court.

Stepping into the sun quickly flew around the whole body. It's not just because of temperature differences. The heat seemed to have been transmitted with pain.

'Let's see you.'

Hanwoojin narrowed his tingling eyes because of the sun. I first saw a man standing on the court waiting for him. Since he was holding a racket, the reality of nightmares came in at a glance without any preparation for mind.

But his body was still hot. The chills I felt yesterday's gaze disappeared without a trace.

""Five? Nice face, Mr. Han. Did you have anything good? "

Roger greeted with a playful voice as Hanwoojin approached. However, if there was something in his appearance, the pupils were still submerged without heavy play.

Is that good? Yes, definitely not a bad mood.

Han Woo-jin touched his right hand, which still had pain. It wasn't just pain. Subtle boiling heat was rising from there.

Born to date, even now, all the time that remains in memory, he had no one to say good friend. He had no chance to tie up with Hanwoojin, who was crazy about tennis, and approached him who was rotting without talent on the tennis side.

There was no tooth.

So Hanwoojin didn't know the name of this fever.

""… My friend gave me a present. "

"'I envy you. I have a good friend, Mr. Han. "

Friend. Speaking with his mouth did not feel a word. Hanwoojin nodded though. I felt that I had to. The heat that keeps Roger from facing and not shaking at all is unfamiliar.

The name of the column was friendship.

* * *

"Finally two players stood on the court. Beyond that fierce first round! Once again, Korea's proud player, Han Woo-jin, meets the world's strongest opponent! "

"I can say that the 91st and 1st place in the world rankings are clear. But everyone, you have to know that one! Hanwoojin hasn't gotten the critics so far! "

The two commentators threw more than one story flower in the second round, which may be called the highlight of the quarterfinals. Hanwoojin always causes unexpected events, Roger's fight to always win without difficulty.

Of course, the difference between skills and careers was too great to win Hanwoojin's victory, but it was impossible for anyone to abandon their mind.

Finally, the two athletes, facing the start of the referee, stood facing each other. The thick referee's thumb bounced off the silver coin, and the palm of his hand fell to cover the coin.

"I would like Hanwoojin to serve me. It's a very bad fight to give Roger a sub ticket and start it! I don't want to start when the momentum is broken. "

"Yes. It's important that you step forward from your area, as you're strong on the sub side. There's no way to reverse it if you start drying it up! "

Park Sung-jin and Yoon Ki-chan unwittingly gathered hands above and below the desk and wished Hanwoo-jin to win the serve. No matter how many Rogers, it would be impossible for Hanwoojin to pick up the harness-like ball from the beginning. If you take out one game at a time, you won't know

Reversal could happen.

Two commentators and many others waited for the palm of the referee to fall beyond the CRT. In less than five seconds, the thick, thick hands fell like a well-boiled shell.

The coin was on the back. I couldn't tell which player picked the back, so people had to stay focused and focus on the screen.

Soon the referee handed the ball.

"Five!"

"nice!"

The two commentators who looked at the direction of the ball passed in shouts. Viewers watching the broadcast had some similar reactions.

It was Han Woo-jin who took the first serve.