Chapter 5.3 - Lesson

Even after knowing Jinhee's big worries, training continued every day. It can't be helped.

Play box balls, sharpen skills, run ... … . Training was not enjoyable at all compared to when I was young, but Yeong-seok did not feel any problems. This is because athletes have a unique mindset that they can't grow unless they enjoy tight control over themselves. In fact, if the body is not painful enough to be depressed.

Choi Young-tae also took Yeong-suk's attitude for granted.

It's hard to know what you're thinking about, but after a few days, Yeong-seok trained well and got used to it.

"Doubles?"

In the middle of the lesson, Jinhee asked Youngsuk while sitting side by side during the break. The tone of the question is embarrassed.

"Huh."

"Why?"

Jinhee's expression is very sharp. It is contrary to the attitude that has been so obedient to Yeong-seok. Yeong-seok dimly guesses why.

'Does the standard meet me?' … . '

After convincing Yuri, Jinhee used to compare Yeong-seok with herself even if everyone around her said no. You can't quit because you can't quit.

Yeong-suk carefully predicted that it was a comparison of feelings that were quite magnetic. It was a terrible pain for Yeong-seok to see Jin-hee, who is depressed each day. It is a fountain that each other adversely affects each other.

'It's good to have a match with your peers.'

What kind of deep mountain Choi Young-tae and Yu-ri did not let Young-seok and Jin-hee compete.

Jin-hee more and more into the swamp of self-determination, Yeongseok was only watching the appearance.

"… … . "

Yeong-seok is a person who believes that it is only himself that makes him sway. He wanted to live such a thorough life, moving his own design without hatching.

However, there was a thing that could lightly break such a promise. It is my parents. And recently, Jin Hee was added to the list.

Is it Jung or Han?

Looking at Jin Hee, Yeong-seok is a strange neck member. I wanted to care more and care for them.

"Double is good for playing lightly. As two people play, there is less physical burden and know-how to show technique more compactly. In addition… … . "

'Hugh.'

That's true, but Yeong-seok's words sounded empty. In fact, it wasn't.

-I hope you feel me as a partner, not a competitor.

Jin-hee looks at Yeong-seok with her eyes mixed with disbelief and resignation. Did you know that Young-seok is very light, or did you feel the fleeting feeling of styrofoam powder flying in the air? However, Yeong-seok brazenly speaks and looks at Jin-hee with profound eyes.

'Can you understand my feelings and my will? I don't understand either. '

***

Perhaps thanks to Young-suk's stubbornness, Jin-hee, who pretended to be unable to win, followed him.

"Coach."

Yeong-seok called Choi Young-tae and Yuri Lee coach.

"I have a doubles match. Me and Jinhee vs. coaches. "

At the end of Young-seok's words, Choi Young-tae and Lee Wee-ri showed signs of weight.

"… … . "

Oga will be very long to solve the meaning contained in the eyes.

"… okay."

Choi Young-tae replied.

"only! Learn and play. You both didn't even get the concept. It's fasting. We teach during our lessons, but I never thought of doubles. The rules are simple, so learning will be easy. "

Wei-ri breaks the breathing atmosphere and explained the details. And.

"Ah! Once a day, five times for five days! What do you think?"

Yeong-seok replied happily.

"Good."

Yuri spoke naturally as if he were excited by Yeong-seok's cool answer.

"Let's bet !! After all bet is bet! What shall we do with product… … . "

Yuri, who was pretending to be worried for a while, asked Jinhee as if she was shedding.

"What do you want Jin-hee to walk?"

"… I do not know."

"okay? Um, then you go through three sets of… Let's see… Three points, three points, that day is your victory. You can decide which item you have wagered on when you win. "

"Yeah?"

Yeong-seok asked with his eyes wide open.

'No matter how we do it, what if we do a double fault (the receiver takes it if the sub fails twice)… … . '

"… It's suitable. "

Choi Yeong-tae listened quietly and spit out.

Fascinating.

Is it a mistake to hear the hardening of blood vessels?

She opened her eyes thinly and elegantly like a crescent moon and smiled on her face, but she is angry at her.

'These guys… … . '

Even if you don't see it, only Jin-hee, who sees Young-seok's eyes more than anyone in the world and always looks at his signs, reads the atmosphere of Young-seok.Two coaches don't know or ignore it. Exchanged.

One sunny day, a doubles match started.

***

"Slow !!"

phut!!

Choi Young-tae's robes are precisely aimed at the baseline.

At the time when Young-seok, who was in the back, hit the backhand and decided to move to the vanguard (the position corresponding to Bali in front of the net), Choi passed the key to Young-seok.

"… … . "

Doubles can be viewed as "boxing across the net."

The outline uses an outside line, but once the court has the same area and doubles the number of people, the tempo of the ball moving back and forth is very fast. Futuristic vision to catch a fast ball, reflexes to respond to a ball faster than anyone else, is actually required for martial arts.

"… Love Forty (0: 40). "

Emotions spontaneously echo in reluctant words between the crushed lips.

Yeong-seok is so divided.

'Of course I knew I couldn't win… … . '

Choi Young-tae and Yuri did not look at the recognition.

Unless it was his own subgame (meaning a game served by the party), Jinhee continued to stand in front of the net.

Eventually, he went back and forth between his backseat position (mainly a forehand and a backhand stroke, back in the baseline), but he couldn't stand up to coaches.

"0: 6, 6: 0, 0: 5, love forty. It's a match point. "

Young-seok, who felt the dry words of Choi Young-tae, shuddered all over in resentment.

Jin-hee looks at struggling Young-seok with mysterious gaze and finds vitality in her eyes and squeezes her racket.

"Hou."

Did you find a cold, Yeong-seok breathed out a long time immediately served.

pop!!

Easy profit

The sound of splitting the air was quite sharp, but in the end, the child's sub receiver, Lee-ri, returned to the seat with a leisurely stroke.

suddenly-

It was then.

Jin-hee's movements were captured in Yeong-seok's eyes.

Jinhee, who couldn't figure out how to move through the game, began to move until he became a match point.

Jin-hee cut a long, smooth arm out of the arm and cut the ball to Yeongseok in Bali.

phut!

Just thinking that Jin-hee, who was in the vanguard, puts a racket on the ball, Yeong-seok momentarily took half breath. That amount of spare helped him to show his power.

'see.'

As if looking down from above, the movement of the net, including myself, was so clear. Choi Young-tae and Yuri Lee moved organically as if they were one body.

'Even one step moves with balance.'

When Choi walks forward a half step, Yuri moves back slightly. And simply turn the body a little bit to block the space itself. It's almost like wearing it.

"amazing."

Jin Hee's surprise Bali was taken care of by Choi Young-tae, who was in the vanguard.

Jinhee's volley, which reacted momentarily without any intention or calculation, entered the opponent so easily.

Squeak, Pong!

Choi Young-tae spins over a huge ball and slightly flips the net.

Jin-hee in avant-garde rushes like a ball unreceivable, Young-seok in the rear.

'I can get it.'

Whether Choi Youngtae is flimsy or Youngseok's feet are fast, the ball falls into a breathtaking position and is shallowly bound.

Udangtang

Just before the bound ball falls back on the court, Young-Suk deliberately overturns, reaching straight out and barely placing the racket between the ball and the floor.

pop!

Took.

Young-seok threw himself in the shot of Choi Young-tae who ate a huge top spin, but the ball couldn't cross the net.

"쳇."

Choi Young-tae jumped over the net to Yeong-seok who spit out a little sadly.

Crossing the net on the court should be avoided, but Choi did not care.

"Don't wake up!"

"I'm not sick… … . "

In fact, Young-seok, who was not sick, stayed in Choi Young-tae's uproar and only answered quietly.

"… … . "

In Jinhee's eyes looking at the two, a strange light was rising.

The game of the day was defeated by Yeong-seok and Jin-hee who did not earn a single point.

***

pop!!

pop!

"Youngseok!"

"okay."

In a short time of less than a second, the ball that has already crossed twice over the net, the squeaking noise and the sound of each other's names are eaten. Whether you like it or not, you have to communicate with each other. In that sense, Yeong-seok began to communicate little by little with Jinhee, who was always sullen.

phut!!

Yuri's robes slip over Yeong-seok and Jin-hee's heights.

'I can get it.'

The bet is the last day of the match.

Yeong-seok, who was robbed on the first day and the next day, ran back as soon as Jeori showed signs of robe. You could treat it with a jumping smash, but it wasn't enough because it was still a child.

Whirlpool.

The coaches are from the players.

The ball that ate the spin dropped exactly above the baseline. If you do it ten times, it will fall exactly on the line ten times.

Young-seok managed to catch the ball. But such diligence did not work for the coach who read ahead.

phut!

Both coaches stayed close to the net and managed to volley the ball Bark managed to take.

'Why? What's different? '

It's hard to beat the coaches who hit the ball looking forward like Go.

That's the sea that Yeongseok is guessing. But tennis has a sub-volume, and it is perfectly equal in chance.

'We can't live, coaches live.'

Coaches said they wouldn't watch it, but Yeong-seok knows that coaches are watching a lot. I can't do my best to deal with them.

Jin-hee, staring at Yeong-suk's head and troubled, approached him and knocked her shoulder.

"Do not come forward."