Chapter 91.2 - Long time no see # 2

Andrew Murray, it's been a long time. He also met in the French ATP League, where Han Woo-jin made his pro debut shortly after. Might be considered an enemy to knock down at that time

I heard it.

'The ranking is ... 10th? It's higher than Djokovic? '

The profile passed by Shin Se-yeon details Andrew's recent performance. His career was impressive as he swept the ATP250 and the Challenger League. Most of the tournaments have won or runner-up, so the ranking is soaring.

There was nothing strange. In the case of Zokovych, Hanwoojin failed to receive ATP500 points, so the rankings weren't lost.

But Hanwoojin's eyes were filled with surprise. Having memories of the future was something that Andrew felt as he grew up. The moment you feel the fear of the race of genius again

It was.

'But it would still be a few years before the heyday, but is it one of the Big Four'?

Andrew's heyday only began to bloom until 2010. Following the Australian Open runner-up in 2011 and the US Open in 2012, he will be reborn as a British hero by winning gold at the London Olympics. 4 years at least, 5 more years

After years of hard work, he became one of the big four.

"An Andrew from the Grass Court ... It might be hard."

Han Woo-jin's self-flowing self-talk, Shin Se-yeon picked it up and responded. In her head was the recent history of the top rankingers. Andrew Murray's was no exception.

"It won't be easy. Murray has won the hard-court competition in recent years, and rarely misses the ATP league held on the grass court each year. "

"I know. Andrew's style really works on grass and hard courts. "

Among the big four, he was the lowest and most of the time, but he was considered the strongest of the big four in terms of the power of the sub or forehand. It was an easy style to show off on hard and even grass courts. So 2013 Wimbledon Line

I could have freed one of Britain in the waters.

In addition, Andrew's ups and downs sometimes made fatal gaps, but sometimes they exploded to overwhelm other Big Fours. It's so powerful and counters to counters like Zokovych.

Attack and defense both mean top class.

But there was no need to be afraid. As Andrew grew, Hanwoojin also grew more than that. It wasn't a few bars of luck, but he was knocked down by Djokovic. Now, I've been hit by Andrew and I've fallen down

The trees have no face.

'I couldn't compete at that time.'

Scratching the bottom of the memory brought back memories of bitter defeat. Han Woo-jin had been eliminated in the past at the Mets' opening against a big black man, Leonard Sweet, even before he could compete with Andrew. Both physical and technical before ripening

Because it was a story, the walls of the real world rankers that were encountered at that time were not enough to cross the level.

But what about now? If Hanwoojin is equipped with technology that can compete with the world's best physical and big 4 levels, the situation would have been quite different.

'You can win enough.'

It was not just confidence. The confidence with the skills was rather close to conviction. The memory of the enemies who have been faced and knocked down several times made Hanwoojin unable to show his weakness. Andrew's growth is obviously astonishing

It was hard, but there was no reason for him to be scared.

It is the strength of the serve and Bali that influences the strength in the turf court. Andrew might have his own, but Han Woo-jin was also hard to find an opponent with those two skills. Hanwoojin may be more advantageous in terms of court

The castle was high.

It was nothing less than the car's sharp tires that stopped Han Woo-jin, who had struggled with Andrew for a while. Han Woo-jin, who thought he had arrived, asked a question with a puzzled face when the scenery outside the window was far from the hostel.

"Reporter Kim, why did you stop?"

"Oh, from here you have to get off and walk. There is no parking lot at this hotel. "

"Here is a public parking lot."

Han Woo-jin could only understand where the vehicle stopped. A large parking lot, a small teller that issues tickets, turned his guess into conviction. It seemed to leave a car in the parking lot around the hostel. No

Kim Sang-pil nodded neatly.

"The rates are good and close to the hostel. You will be able to come and go in 5 minutes on foot. "

If you walked five minutes on foot, the nose was within reach. Hanwoojin got out of the car and looked around the scenery. Traveling abroad has become a daily life, but the first time you visit the country, the first time you have found the scenery of the city

There was no choice but to be lonely. As if it was raining, the dim sky seemed quite quite different.

He improvisedly took a racket bag out of the trunk and talked to two people surprised by his sudden action. Sometimes you just want to be refreshed this way.

"The accommodation is that building? There it starts with D. "

"···Yes, that is correct. Dorint Hotel. "

"I'm memorizing the room number I've reserved, so I'll be back for a while. I stayed a little harder to sit back. "

Well, it wasn't a problem. Shin Se-yeon, however, glanced at his racket bag and asked with a puzzled face.

"Why don't you leave your racket? I think it's going to rain soon. "

"If this guy doesn't exist, it's empty somewhere. I'll be back if it wants rain anyway. "

"Hey, okay. Team members arrive three days later, so don't go around too hard. "

Han Woo-jin's team, sponsored by NK Group, is now spending time in Spain. Spain, one of the strongest nations in tennis, has many of the latest technologies they can come across, and it's easy to find items such as consumables and new rackets

Could. That's why Hanwoojin arrived first in Germany, a few days apart from the team.

Eventually, Han Woo-jin, who received approval, moved away from the two in a different direction. The unique blood of athletes is inevitable. Shin Se-yeon and Kim Sang-pil left each other with awkward smiles. Sometimes than a player

Han Woo-jin, who looks like a coach or a coach, also suited his age.

It was then.

Rrrrrr ...

"Well, this is Kim's phone call."

"uh? I'm not going to call you now. "

My hand accidentally went to my cell phone, but the sound didn't ring there. If it's not her cell phone, there's only one owner who's ringing here. Kim Sang-pil backs his bag

I put down the phone and took out the phone.

"Yes, this is Kim.

[Oh, senior! That's Young-geun. Sorry for the sudden phone call.]

"Young-geun! Yeah, what did you call suddenly? Didn't you say you entered MBS? "

[Yes, that's right. That's why I called you.

Kim Sang-pil's wide-ranging neighborhood broke out on news from over the phone. It was the same that MBS Sports Channel began to pay attention to Hanwoojin in earnest. Otherwise football or baseball can reliably draw viewer ratings.

There was no reason to skip tennis.

"It's a broadcast broadcast except for the reporter. I want you to help me in the field."

[Yeah! If you help me, I can proceed without any interruption. The number of people depends, but there are quite a few people who have never broadcast.]

The decision of the MBS side was a sudden change of department for reporters in Germany. Broadcasting from where you came from for reporting purposes? You can send the equipment by air, but you've never done it before.

The work had no jaw to easily touch.

That's why I contacted Kim. A veteran reporter who is based in Germany and has experiences of all kinds of departments as he travels through stations. In such a situation, it was the best figure to hold the baton.

"Then how long can I go?"

[I'm not sure yet. I'll be settled in at least three days, so I'll get back to you later.]

"Okay, let's congratulate you. The answer is back then. "

Kim Sang-pil, who hung up the phone, scratched the back of the head with Shin Se-yeon's feeling that she wanted to explain. Although I wanted to say it, he was now employed exclusively by NK. This request was hidden and could not be received.

Eventually, not long after, the decision of MBS TV station that had been heard by juniors a moment ago came out of Kim Sang-pil's mouth.

* * *

Meanwhile, Han Woo-jin left the public parking lot near the lodgings and was walking. The sky was dim but the passing wind was really refreshing. Like entering the mountains, the air flowing through the nose and mouth was clear.

Looking around everywhere, there is a lot of greenery, making the eyes comfortable.

'Good city.'

Could not be found anywhere.

The place where Hanwoojin's feet stopped, which did not decide on a destination, was just a park near the Saale River which was quite far from downtown.

"I'll only walk here."

If you get farther away, it is hard to find your way. Hanwoojin pulled down the bag he was carrying and pulled out a racket and a ball. I was going to flip the ball here. It wasn't easy for me to loosen up on the court, but

Just hitting the ball with the jacket can be a pleasure.

Tong-Tong-Tong

The ball danced on a string of racquets with a constant beat. Occasionally, you flip your wrist and flip the face, changing your height to a lower altitude and bounce the ball. In terms of football, it was a warm-up exercise that could be compared to lifting.

'You'll never meet Andrew. ··.'

I never imagined I would meet Andrew in the ATP250 League, which I picked without thinking. Of course, even if you knew in advance, I did not intend to lose weight.

The higher the level of the enemy, the better it was, as it was decided to compete against the Wimbledon Championships. Whoever comes, there's no one better than Roger Pedro. Rather, encountering comparable rivals is a great way to gain experience.

It was a roll.

And Andrew Murray was exactly the right person. One of the top ten players in the world, it's a Wimbledon winner of the future. Before meeting emperors and other enemies,

There was even left.

Is it because of my thoughts? Han Woo-jin's ball bounced in place for a while and bounced in a strange direction due to a racket with a short RBI.

Tongue

'this.'

If someone was passing by behind him, he could have been hit, or had to go pick up the ball. Maybe it's the price of distracted concentration. Han Woo-jin did not panic and tried to turn calmly.

But it didn't have to.

phut!

The ball dropped to the front of Hanwoojin with a cheerful sound. I could hear just the sound. Nothing else, it was a ball hit by a tennis racket.

'Who is it?'

The phenomenal agility stats of 68 made it easy to catch even a sudden drop. Han Woo-jin reached out and grabbed the ball, and turned to determine the direction of someone who had returned the ball he missed. Confirm

Indeed, there was a man grasping a tennis racket at an angle.

His height was close to 190cm, his head was short, and his hair was curled through the line.

"··· Andrew."

Is this also a coincidence?

Just as he faced him in a park in France two years ago, he met him in a park he thought about today.

But there was one difference.

There was now a racket in the hands of Han Woo-jin, who was empty at the time. As the two men grabbed the racket and faced each other, the sky, which had been frowning from before, began to throw up the sound of thunder.