Chapter 3.6 - New Start

"Interview?"

Young-suk was surprised.

The magazine I bought at a bookstore a while ago.

The only remaining tennis magazine in Korea.

"If it's not long, it's fine."

Naturally, Young-suk's parents, who know what this magazine is, accepted coldly.

Yeongseok nodded. The magazine captures the content with half of the overseas news and half of the domestic news, and half of the domestic news played the role of looking at Korean tennis in general enough to introduce its fellows.

"Then let's take a picture first."

"Then take a picture of your family."

Yeong-seok said suddenly. When the reporter paused for the request, Okay and his parents awkwardly took pictures.

"Yes, that's it."

When the reporter who had shot several times gave OK, the relaxed family sighed and sat in the stands.

The journalist who took notes started a full-fledged interview from then on.

"The name… Yeongseok-gun? Lee Young-seok. "

"Yeah."

"Congratulations on winning first."

"Thank you."

The reporter, who was embarrassed for a moment, continued to pour out questions like a storm. It is no problem for you to write your own article.

"When did you hit tennis?"

Yeong-suk did not answer the question for a while. In fact, it was over 20 years ago and I was worried about what to do. However… … .

"I started this year."

Answered shamelessly. I can't help it.

"Oh yeah? Awesome. How did you get started? "

"My parents taught me. My dad was 5th in the ranks of my friends, and my mom was 8th.

Both reporter and Young-Suk's parents were surprised. The reporter glanced at the bag, pulled out a magazine and opened the back page.

"Then are your parents' names, Lee Hyun-woo and Han Min-ji?"

"Yeah."

"Then I have to interview my parents. Once you finish the interview with Yeong-seok. haha."

The journalist with a grin laughed again.

"Is tennis fun?"

'What is it like a magazine interview? Do you have to ask about your future aspirations?

Yeong-seok was fooled by a childish question, but it was his mistake. This question was taken for granted as is covering the children.

"Of course it's fun. I want to continue in the future. "

The reporter, who was eager to answer Yeong-seok's answer, wrote something for a long time and asked again.

"Last question. What kind of player do you want to be? "

"Well, I want to be a good player."

I thought about it for a while, but it wasn't a question of what kind of player I wanted to be, and it was so vague that Yeongseok answered simply.

"It's the answer to your door, haha… … . "

The reporter laughed and took a few more pictures of Yeong-seok. While holding a racket and smiling while holding gold medals, it was a bit bothersome but faithful.

The reporter took a picture of Yeong-seok and ran to his parents and asked various things. Jin-hee approached and talked to Yeong-seok, who was watching the picture.

"Awesome!! Youngseok is wonderful !! "

"Thanks."

Yeong-seok hugged Jin-hee and replied.

Considering that her legs have moved well since the child was saved, this child was no different from Eun-in.

"Yeah!"

Jinhee was frustrated.

"I want to play tennis too!"

"What?"

Young-seok and Jin-hee's parents were both surprised and stared at him.

"I want to! Mom! Buy me too! Please buy tennis! "

Jinhee ran to her mother and wrote herds.

The reporter approached Young-seok and told him how soon he had finished the interview.

"I'll have an article in the magazine next month. I'll send it home, read it. See you later. "

Then it disappeared like the wind.

That day, Yeong-seok and Jin-hee took the ribs and held a party to celebrate the championship.

***

"I need to talk again."

After winning, it became Sunday morning the next day.

Dad sat down and opened his mouth. It is a deep mountain to continue the story of a while ago.

Mother carefully sat next to father. My mother was always remarkable, but she respected her father carefully and thoughtfully for important matters.

widely.

My father put something on the table.

'Business card?'

When Youngsuk asked with eyes, his father answered.

"On the day of the match, I was talking to Sohn Sun-sol, and the coaches of the K-school all gave me one card. I want you to transfer. "

"Did you?"

As my mother wondered, she looked at each one with a business card.

"I can't help but admit that you're not at all."

"Would you like to keep talking?"

"okay."

Yeong-seok opened his mouth.

"I won't be in school."

At that, my father muttered.

"Well. Then my house won't have a common graduation picture. "

"Instead, you'll be photographing your family with trophies from various majors. exactly."

"… … . "

Young Suk's resolute words seemed to embarrass his parents.

In fact, they did not feel so rejected by Yeong-seok's stupid demands because they took the best elite course in Korea.

If the son's words were really true, the son's grand pride was to step on top of the world and challenge again. In comparison, it is a faded nameplate of Korea's top university. Aiming at 1% of narrow waters and aiming at the top of the world is different. However, it is only strange to talk with children that others will never experience.

"Are you there?"

The mother asked.

"Florida. I have to go to Florida at least once a year. "

"United States of America?"

"Yeah. I understand that there is a player training organization with the most systematic system in the world. "

"You're welcome. I have been playing tennis for over 10 years, but I have never heard of it… … . How do you know Yeong-seok? … Ah! I knew it in my previous life. "

After a while, his father opened his mouth again.

"However, will the things of the world you knew still be common in 1991?"

"… … . "

Yeong-seok jumped as his father murmured and pointed out the point.

Clearly, now is not the time to enter the Internet and do a few searches to tell everything. Errors and gaps in information were also worried about Yeong-seok.

"Well. That can be recognized by us. it will work out somehow."

"Let's clean up."

Mother raises her sharp eyes.

"I want to make full use of my school days as your time. Does that mean the elementary and secondary tennis clubs boldly pass? Is there anything else that college directors can do if they say they can? okay. That's right. How have you won the competition? It is… You don't need it either. You can't help but join the unemployment team by saying that it's not even an ATP 250 tournament. Well… okay. The rest of the story is that you have to spend your school days in your own way. "

"Yeah."

"Well… … . "

Yeong-seok's body looks like his parents who are wrinkling their foreheads and are in deep thought. Not afraid or burdensome. It's through talk after the tournament. The mindset is open and reasoning in vast areas. It wasn't easy to divert thinking just because it showed performance. It is Yeong-seok who thinks that meeting his parents is the best blessing of life.

"okay. I'll talk to you first, then tell you. I'm late so go to bed. "

"Yeah."

A long time after Yeong-seok entered the room, the lights in the living room were not extinguished.