Chapter 58.1 - Fisherman Geography # 1

""Thank you.""

Han Woojin reached out with a calm voice. It was a basic manner, but the opponent did not respond. Han Woo-jin's semi-final opponent, Thomas, turned his right hand away with a full face. Then he went back off the court without looking back.

The loss of the game unilaterally seemed annoying.

I can't. Han Woo-jin was slightly dissatisfied with his feelings. The 50th ranked unilaterally lost to himself, so he would have been much more stressed than he would have lost in a regular game.

However, this game had a surprising result even for Hanwoojin. Are you going to win against Thomas in the world ranking 40? There was almost no memorable rally in the ATP league. Han Woo-jin himself was wondering about his head.

'It was so much easier than I thought. Did you grow up in a match with Radal?

If only the variable was that. Stats and skill levels that grew up in the fight against Radal.

Although it wasn't a clay coat to show off his skills, Radal was terribly strong. If he had not been injured and worked till the end, the direction of the victory would not have been known. By the second set Radall had been chasing after him tightly, and his strength was clearly on the Hanwoo side. If you went to a long-term war, it would have been a story with no real results.

Even with the help of luck, yesterday was a struggle with such a force. Today's opponents weren't too impactful compared to Radal. Where can a player be comparable to the big four?

Put the racket in your bag and slowly move it. After all, his game was last round, so he didn't have to care about the back man. At the end of the game, as I watched the people run out of the ebb, I noticed a person sitting in one corner of the audience and waving.

No matter how Shin Se-yeon, the heat of Australia was a little bit ugly, the usual suits were everywhere. The slender arms that came out of the short-sleeved T-shirt sleeves glowed white.

"Today was pretty good. Ujin seems to be dealing with it quite comfortably, too?

"Well, maybe it was."

It was a keen analysis. In the early days, she was trying to figure out the statistics of a player's skills. Now, just watching the game, you can read the superiority and flow between the players. Hanwoojin was not the only thing that grew steadily.

Han Woo-jin sat next to Shin Se-yeon and rested her legs. No matter how low the consumption of health game was not compared to the normal consumption. By the standard of the public, the amount of exercise would not be strange even if vomiting several times. Pro-level athletes are far beyond common sense.

Sitting on my buttocks, the two legs, which were stiff due to fatigue, melted. The feeling that the calf that was contracting slowly relaxed melted well.

At that moment, Shin Se-yeon, who arranged all his luggage, spoke to him.

"Woojin, did you see the sports newspaper today?"

"? no. It's hard to find them all in Australia and I don't read newspapers well. "

It wasn't a sound. Hanwoojin was generally indifferent not only to newspapers but also to all media including TV. If he had time to do that, he would practice or do more. Even if it is not at home in Korea, it is hard to find a newspaper that is not heard.

"Well, haven't you seen this yet?"

Shin Se-yeon smiled as if he knew it and handed it over to Hanwoojin as he opened his laptop. On one side of the sports news that appeared on the screen, Han Woo-jin had a big face.

His face, once glanced at from the title, didn't take too long to be painted with a dull look. Han Woo-jin, who responded as expected, burst into a laugh that Shin Se-yeon was referring to.

The article she showed was about the battle between Radal and Han Woo-jin yesterday. Korean players won against big players like Radal, so there would have been no shortage of knights.

The problem was that.

"… It's very plating on my face. It's only hot when you listen to compliments like this. "

The knight gave a high rating for Radal and at the same time overrated Hanwoojin who had won against him. It's as if a single game has established a superior relationship between the two players.

However, it was also an evaluation that could not be convinced if anyone knew the matter. If Radal had not been injured, the odds of the game would be opaque, and if it were a clay court like Radal's home ground, Hanwoojin's odds would have bottomed. Only one win could prove that he was better than Radal. This article was overwhelmingly praised even by Hanwoojin himself.

Hanwoo-jin, who was tired of Korean journalists' flutter, handed her notebook back to Shin Se-yeon. If you watch more than this, it was hot and you could cook it.

"Cook Cook, are you so shy?"

"I don't deny praise, but I can't understand this kind of admiration. There are a few articles that try to make it stand out. "

He scratched his side near the sideburns. I didn't know the intention, but the compliments I received in this way only made it hot. I do not know if he was a stranger than him, Hanwoojin was difficult to face articles.

Sensing an insecure air flow from Shin Se-yeon, smiling as if he found a weakness, he immediately got up. I stayed here longer and didn't know what would happen.

"I wake up quickly. Tomorrow is the final, and I have to go get some rest. "

"Well, then you should wake up."

She smiled as if she knew everything and woke up. A bag of cameras and laptops shook from Shin's shoulders. Although it would weigh quite a bit, she did not seem to be struggling.

The sun, which had turned its face over the clouds, was seeing them off in the sunshine.

* * *

The two of them face to face again after the sun set and the day was dark. Thanks to the sun disappearing from the day, the air was quite cool. The wind blowing from the open window tickled over Hanwoojin's skin.

'It would be nice to have this kind of weather all the time.'

The first Australian sun I experienced was more than that of Korea. If you could avoid the sun, it was cooler than Korea, but the coat was always under the sun. There was no way for the athlete to escape the sun. Hanwoojin's skin was rough and peeled off any of the skins. A slightly coppery body would never be mistaken.

As he was touching the forearm that burned so hard, he spoke in a voice mixed with Shin Se-yeon, who was working on the side.

"Why is it, Mr. Woojin? Do you have skin tingling? If it's burned, it's a big deal. "

Fortunately, however, Woojin was quite thick. Sunlight was a long time to change the color was a little change. He changed his subject while clapping his hands. When Shin Se-yeon starts to worry in earnest, the story is unnecessarily long.

"No, I want to be tan in January. I didn't know that I hadn't traveled to tropical areas last year… The skin burns unexpectedly. "

"Oh, it is. I just wore a few short sleeves for a few days.

She looked at Hanwoojin's words and fluttered her short sleeves. Obviously the white arm, like tofu, turned a little brown. Not only was it thin, but the forearm with a healthy beauty drew attention.

Hanwoojin, who was chasing it without knowing, shook his head and regained his reason. Then he told why they were gathered here.

"I think it's all over now, let's do a briefing on the final. Was it Marcos who won the quarterfinals today? "

"Well… I had something to say. I'd better see this first. "

Shin Se-yeon connected the TV to her camera. Choosing a video to play with the remote for a while, she found and selected Marco's semifinal video taken today. Not long after, the TV screen was filled with a blue tennis court.

The two players faced each other with the net in between, and the game started immediately as the referee ordered. Maybe the sub ticket was taken by the other party.

How silently did you just watch? Han Woo-jin, who was concentrating on the TV screen, gave a big breath.

'strong. Both are top rankers. '

It was not only Marcos. His counterpart, Jimmy Blake, was also a match for or above Marcos. The two players gave up the ball without falling back, and they were playing a game that only came out. The score was also 5-5, with a deuce from the first set. It is rare for the audience to be more excited. The cheers of the crowd recorded on the camera was heard so far.

"… Seyeon. How many sets did you go to this game? "

"3 sets. Can you call me score? "

"please."

Shin Se-yeon scoured his notebook for a while and found out what he wrote about Marcos and Jimmy's game. It briefly summarized the information of the video that will lead to a slow voice.

"The first set was 7-5 with Jimmy, the second set 4-6 with Marcos. The third set went to the tie break and Marcos eventually won 11-13. "

It was a terrible blood clot. I didn't know anyone was going to retreat from the first to the third set, and because of my tightness, my points and scores reached the end. Deuces, full scores, and tie breaks that add to the damage. Whether it's Marcos or Jimmy, it's hard to take care of yourself in three sets.

"Hmm."

Han Woo-jin stared at the two players who were tangled in the screen with an unknown look. Indeed, despite the stamina consumed as a top-ranker, there was no shaking of the ball trajectory. The whistle of catching the ball was about to admire.

But that was it. The impression that Han Woo-jin can give to the two players was just that.

'Have you been lucky since the new year? How come the competition flows in favor of me? '

If it was a final, I couldn't get a better game than me. The enemy fights with a whistle, wins with all his strength, and fights repeatedly to stick to the limits of limits. It wouldn't have been enough to make Marcos' victory and cup more valuable.

But if the opponent still remains, the story was different. Three sets, it's also a fight with a tie break to Deuce. Even Radal, famous for his stamina like steel, was a difficult development. It was a game of enormous stamina that would take at least three or four days to regain its original condition.

It was never a consumption that could be recovered until the finals tomorrow. For Hanwoojin, it's a great chance to knock out his weakened opponent from the front.

"… I can't see it. "

Marcos Bodieshi.

The first impression was a strong player. I wanted to try my best with all my strength. In this situation, the bite was a blasphemy against him. No one wants the other person to care about their weakness. That's the pride of the pros. Hanwoojin also knows well, and had a spirit.

If a weaker player is on the court, he will just knock out from the front. Whatever the other person does does not change. The same was true for Roger Pedro, not for Marcos Bodhi.

As a result, Han Woo-jin decided not to hesitate, even if he had only an empty victory in his hand.

His pupils trembling in his prepared eyes.