God of Tennis - Chapter 105.0

‘customer?’

While suddenly embarrassed by the warm touch of the palm, Hanwoojin could not hide his puzzled expression. Wimbledon’s finals are only seven hours ahead. Who is the one who will come to him at this time? Hanwoojin’s head was filled with question marks all the way down the elevator.

At first, I wanted to have the president come, but then there was no reason to hide it. Besides, Shin Se-yeon’s face going to meet her boss couldn’t be bright. He was more and more bewildered in his unwise development.

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The elevator arrived at the first floor with a cheerful sound and the door opened. I was afraid that the polar reporters who had come to the hostel would welcome him, but fortunately, no one seemed to be rude enough to grab even the players who are in the finals.

“Okay, this way.”

Shin Se-yeon, who walked in front of Han Woo-jin, led him to the lounge located inside the lobby, not to the front door of the hotel. Maybe it was a guest who arrived first and it seemed to wait for him.

In the end, Hanwoojin could not infer the identity of the guest who visited him until the moment he pushed the heavy door of the lounge.

Well, I didn’t have to figure it out.

“son!”

“brother!”

As he entered the lounge, a loud tone struck the eardrum. Hanwoojin suddenly looked around the faces of the family members who appeared in front of her eyes and opened her mouth with a bloated face. The mother who got up from the couch and hugged him, the younger sister shaking his hands, and the father who put down the cup of coffee smoothly. Hanji family gathered at a hotel in London.

Indeed, Han Woo-jin, who rarely kept his face, asked his mother in a slightly trembling voice.

“uh… How did you get here? ”

If the usual thoughts would have remained straw. Shin Se-yeon’s heartwarming face opened Hanwoojin to open his mouth to answer his questions.

“You have sent a letter of invitation to your family. Of course final ticket. To a flight ticket to London. ”

“Ah… . ”

“But you should have arrived by dawn, but you’re here because of bad weather. If it wasn’t delayed, it would have been a big deal. ”

She sincerely glad that she swept her chest. I wondered if I was relieved that the final was postponed. If the finals were on schedule, they would have been racking up in the waiting room by now, so there was no time to talk to the family.

Han Woo-jin, who had regained her gratitude, turned her eyes to the family who saw her face in a while. The first thing I opened was Ms. Lee Soo-yeon, the mother who grabbed her hand as soon as she lifted her embrace.

“How have you been?”

It was quite simple to find her son who came up to the final of Wimbledon, but Hanwoojin’s heart became more tight. In a few short words, I knew that my worries about my son, Nami, who traveled abroad were sad. He pressed his eyes closed and tried to answer with a calm face.

“Yes. I’m fine.”

If it’s not about tennis, it’s my parents who collect nothing. Hanwoojin’s recent situation was well understood without a separate explanation.

So she silently nodded, touching the palm of her pretend adult son. Now he’s covered, and from the parents’ point of view, no matter how old he was, he wasn’t the same as a child on the water.

“Hello, when are you going to keep the kid like that? Sit down and talk. ”

“Oh, look at my mind. Come here. ”

Rejected and unwilling to do anything, Han Woo-jin was dragged across his father by Lee Soo-yeon’s hand. Then Han Yura, who was touching the phone next to her, came out with something. I wanted to see something. It was a pen and paper.

“what. Why is paper? ”

“We and the kids asked for my brother’s signature. Our arabang, you haven’t seen that, but you’re surprisingly popular. ”

“The governance is blowing.”

Even if I go to college, I still can’t stand. Han Woo-jin pretended not to win but shook her well-organized hair. Don’t be afraid to run away and see the moolgol then realized a little bit. The family really came to London to see his game.

‘Something very… I feel amazing. ‘

It’s like having a picnic, and my heart pounds like an actor on stage. It’s just like having family in the same space. Han Woojin unintentionally clenched his fist.

At that time, a strong voice aroused him.

“Woojin.”

“Ah yes.”

Han Dong-hoon, the father who emptied the cup of coffee, looked at him with a gentle smile. What are you talking about? As I read the atmosphere, people gradually heard it. When the sound finally disappeared from the lounge at all, Han Dong-hoon continued his speech by clicking on the handle of the coffee cup with his index finger.

“I feel like I’m dreaming now. Aren’t you? ”

“… A little bit. ”

I could not deny it. It’s a pity that a miracle is enough if you’ve been rotting away from the bottom of the well. At times, such thoughts sometimes came to mind. It’s all a dream, and if you open your eyes, you might wake up in that shabby studio ten years ago. Even if you do not want to put on the mouth was a terrible delusion.

“It’s been two years since my son entered NK, and now he’s the best player in Korea. I couldn’t imagine going up to the Wimbledon finals and calling us like this. ”

In a way, it sounded like a disbelief of Hanwoojin’s ability, but it never meant that. No matter how many hedgehogs are said to have their babies, Han Dong-hoon knew so well that Korean tennis players couldn’t even play grand slam.

But something near impossible was done on a scale beyond imagination. It was probably not enough to feel realistic in the current situation.

“Besides today the opponent is the emperor? My son competed with someone I could only see on TV. I can’t believe it. ”

“father.”

Hanwoojin wanted to say something, but Han Donghoon’s words were not over yet. He sternly changed his frown and smiled firmly at his son’s hand on the table. His strength, not too old, proved his athleticism, which he had always worked for in tennis.

“But what if this is a dream? Can you say that everything you’ve done so far is empty? ”

“… no.”

Han Woo-jin shook his head. Even if this incredible reality is only his daydream, he could not deny all his efforts so far.

Then, his father, Han Dong-hoon was a heavy head to the heavy.

“That’s it. Did you come here so hard? Don’t wake up to the end. ”

“that’s… ”

“I think it’s a dream. Even if it’s emperor or whatever, what can’t you win? ”

He did not express warmth.

He did not look down.

He did not answer long.

I just nodded once.

“Yeah.”

The answer was enough for that.

***

The time went smoothly without stopping by 3 pm when the final of the Wimbledon Championships was scheduled. The water, moistened with the grass, gradually dried up by the sun and wind, and the residential area near the stadium began to crowd with visitors preparing to enter.

Wimbledon’s final, the world’s largest tennis tournament, was an event that attracted people’s attention.

And literally hit the jackpot, MBS station played a special tennis broadcast two hours before the final. Former players came out to talk about the poor infrastructure, and the newly established NK Group’s tennis academy also attracted viewers’ attention.

But they were only four people. Whoever said anything, today’s main event could only be the final of the Wimbledon Championships between Han Woo-jin and Pedro.

Two narrators and former directors appeared in the background of the camera’s screen, which began to illuminate the stadium an hour before the match.

-It is now about an hour left before the long-awaited finals begin. Dear viewers, today’s game will be a milestone in Korean tennis history, regardless of the outcome.

-Yes. With the exception of Kim Hyung-soo, the grand slam has never been raised, and Han Woo-jin has already won the runner-up in the most historic Wimbledon Championships. Even if you don’t win, it’s no different than setting the best record in Asian tennis history!

What they did, Hanwoojin did not find anything to compare in the East. Even Choi Yeon-hyuk, which can be played with a similar level, was not comparable to Hanwoojin in terms of ranking and competition. You’ll have to pledge five to ten years later if you’re going to match him.

The two commentators, who had a historical moment in front of them, continued the story as if drunk on something. It’s not because they are forced to pull time, but because they’ve swelled up and down so much that they can’t stand without just opening their mouths.

Who could have predicted? No one really knew that the Asian player who dared to win the championship would really be here!

-Rafael Radal. Lobak Djokovic, Angie Roddick… I’ve come to this place beyond countless players. Just do your best until the end. Even if a miracle doesn’t happen, Han Woo-jin’s performance is not enough to praise!

But even they did not guarantee Hanwoojin’s victory. The opponent is Roger Pedro, one of the world’s strongest and best tennis players. Hanwoojin was not the opponent that can guarantee the odds of bringing Darron.

It was then. The former director, who was still watching their conversation, pointed to the corner of the stadium and asked for the camera to turn.

-… Why do you see a lot of familiar faces?

He looked at familiar faces one by one through a camera that returned to his own needs.

Ryosuke Okuda, who came to Wimbledon after Hanwoojin.

Leonard Sweet, a black guy who stands out even though he wears a hat.

Angie Roddick is busy talking with her agent.

Stan Barbinga with a cell phone in her ear to talk to someone.

Choi Yeon-hyuk is an Asian with a complicated face and arms crossed.

Fernando Garcia is a man who shows his face while wearing sunglasses.

In addition, the faces of athletes who participated in Wimbledon or who competed with Hanwoojin flowed through the camera. The strange feeling felt even though not the parties shut the two commentators and the former director. I felt as if I had captured the crystals of all the careers that Han Woo-jin had accumulated.

Today is obviously something special.

The three shared the same idea without me knowing. If Hanwoojin does something, it’s definitely today. Their exceptional intuition was ringing loudly. This tingling skin feels when you foresee a tremendous event.

And on their not long silence, two players appeared on the court.

-Ah…

Park Sung-jin commentator spontaneously admired. The appearance of the two players, backlit by the sunlight of the afternoon, was as cool as any scene in the film.

The two men, standing side by side in front of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of eyes, turned their backs on each other as they put their coats in front of them. The steps were similar, just as the Western gunmen spacing just before a duel.

Finally, the moment when Hanwoojin and Roger Pedro grabbed their racket on the court, the silence that remained unnatural was shattered.

Wow!

2007 Wimbledon Championships. It was the start of the final.