Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 174
57. First (3)
Doojun was like that.
It was all a first time.
Advance to the finals, victory in the finals, MVP selection, interview in a huge stadium, and huge cheers for yourself.
In the midst of those sound waves overlapping and resonating, Doojun stood in front of the microphone.
Perhaps the moment I dreamed of the most.
He recalled a certain time.
When a streamer named Almond joined our team.
‘I didn’t understand.’
He was one of the people who couldn’t accept Almond joining our team.
I had doubts about my skills, but that wasn’t a big problem.
What Doojun didn’t understand was another part.
‘That’s why.’
Why does Almond want to participate in the National Competition?
He is a person who has nothing to regret.
Although he may have gone through some hardships in the past, Almond is currently on the road to success in broadcasting, and is enjoying profits and popularity incomparable to those here.
For such a person, the march against the nation would be arduous.
Doojoon thought so.
‘People like this can’t survive.’
There is no need for people who have no reason to endure.
Skill was second.
Even if your skills were outstanding, it was meaningless if you couldn’t withstand this arduous march.
He was unable to function as a player in national competitions.
I have already seen numerous cases.
People who have skills but give up midway. In the end, people live for their original lives again.
There’s nothing wrong with those people.
Rather, I thought that it might be me who was wrong.
However, this system of national competition seemed to want people like Doojun who were somehow wrong.
So the conclusion has been reached.
People who have no reason to hold on are not accepted.
Chiseung also knew this.
But Chiseung gave this answer.
“Almonds have a reason to endure.”
“What? What do you regret about that person?」
「He wants to become a national university student.」
「… National university?」
It was my first time.
People who come here for that reason.
“Is that a reason to hold on? “Whatever…”
I couldn’t tell what he was talking about.
“We’re not a national university, right?”
Doojun was distrustful for quite a long time.
No, I didn’t understand it exactly.
But why does that story come to mind at this important moment?
The answer that Chi-seung gave with a bitter smile… Why was it pulled out of my memory and filled my head?
“That person says we are like a national team.”
Doojun closed his eyes for a moment.
The microphone is thrust towards him and the reporter asks a question.
Maybe it was because of the cheering, but I couldn’t hear what was being said.
Doojun bit his lip and held back something.
‘It was my first time thinking that way.’
Chiseung may not know, but Doojoon had no illusions about such things.
I’ve been in this game for a long time, but this is my first time thinking about Doojun.
A national representative.
Is that possible with a game like this?
Rather, it was just embarrassing.
Because we are fake.
‘But that’s a reason to hold on…’
Even if it was only a fake shell, that alone was a reason for him to hold on.
Isn’t that proof that you’re standing next to him like this right now?
“Coffee…?”
The reporter looked at his face in a worried tone.
The cheers of the audience gradually turn into murmurs.
I was wondering why the area around my eyes was so hot.
No matter how tightly I wrapped it, it didn’t seem to block it.
He opened his mouth, barely holding the microphone with trembling hands.
“…Oh, I’m sorry. “What did you say?”
“ah. What a feeling of victory! And you were selected as MVP for the first time. “How are you feeling?”
Doojun nodded.
He made eye contact with Sanghyun, who was standing next to him, for a moment.
The feeling in his gaze was neither worry nor bewilderment like everyone else here.
I was just staring. It seemed like some kind of power was being given to him.
“I am.”
Doojun’s uvula shook once.
“I never thought of us as a national team. But… But someone saw us as a national team…”
He took a deep breath and swallowed his wet voice once.
“At first… I was like, what does that mean? I wonder what it has to do with it… I wonder if they are going to play a national game… or if they will feed me…”
He was shy.
Doojoon burst into laughter as if he was trying to drive away tears for no reason.
“But because one person believes so strongly. A miracle happened. More and more… more and more people believed that… They said that we were nothing but just people playing a game… and that we were a national team.”
“….”
The reporter nodded and stared at him, saying he could continue speaking to the end.
Doojoon musters up the courage to continue speaking until the end.
“I was still wondering if that meant anything. “I wondered if this was a reason to hold on… but no… it wasn’t.”
-ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
-Why are you crying ㅠㅠㅠ
-Oh my gosh
-ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
He finished speaking clearly, word by word, as if he was squeezing his last strength.
“More than I thought…”
After Doojun finished speaking, he sat down as if his legs had lost strength.
In his mind, scenes from the film under faded lighting played smoothly.
The first time I played this game, the first time I met Cookie, the first time I saw a national competition, the first time I met Barum… These
were definitely not special memories.
“It was a much bigger help.”
* * *
Cookie was sitting in the waiting room watching Doojun’s interview. His eyes were staring at the screen with complex emotions.
It’s been quite a while since I’ve known coffee, so many stories pass through my mind.
As he was trying to control his emotions, someone approached him.
“Heechul.”
This is Lee Tae-yong, the general commander of the previous generation.
“ah. Taeyong hyung.”
Heechul knew that he had come to watch, so he wasn’t that surprised just by his voice.
I turn around and look at Taeyong.
Taeyong nodded as he approached.
“men and horses. I knew you could do it. “I…”
He took a deep breath before continuing.
“I knew I made the right choice.”
chin.
Heechul couldn’t reply to what he said as he placed his hand on Heechul’s shoulder.
“….”
After Heechul was selected as the general commander, Joseon has never made it to the finals.
As this continued for about two years, criticism also rained down on Taeyong, the former commander.
Why on earth did you choose Cookie, who was a complete rookie? You should have handed it over to another veteran. Since the commander has no eyes to see, Joseon is like this… etc.
Although they were small criticisms coming from a small community, it felt like the entire world had turned its back on them because it meant everything to them.
‘Did I choose the right one?’
In fact, this question was still unanswered in Heechul’s mind.
Taeyong’s choice has finally come to light, but he may have gone too far.
Heechul wondered to himself.
‘I still don’t know.’
I thought this thought would be erased if I won my first victory in the finals.
This is because it has achieved results that Joseon has never shown before.
However, Heechul is a person who pays attention to the process as much as the result.
That’s probably why I can’t shake that question.
The answer he gave to Heechul when he asked why he chose him.
“Because the time given is short.”
Taeyong doesn’t know Heechul’s physical condition. At least that was the case as far as Heechul knew.
But even after hearing those words, it was difficult to think that way.
“What if you choose me because of something like that? You have to do it properly according to your ability. “Because I’m fine.”
“I believe that I chose the right one.”
It was still an ambiguous statement, but Heechul knew about his physical condition and thought that Taeyong had given him the opportunity first.
In the end, the member who was pushed out by Heechul left the think tank, and Heechul maintained his position as commander for five years despite his poor grades.
He still didn’t know why Taeyong chose him and whether it was the right choice.
Even when I asked him why, Taeyong never gave me a proper answer, and Heechul couldn’t keep asking questions that seemed to reveal his own secrets.
I just quietly focused on the task at hand.
So today has arrived.
It was certainly a remarkable achievement, but it was not enough to completely reverse the strange process.
It will require overwhelming results that Joseon can never achieve.
Only then will Heechul be able to think that Taeyong made the right choice.
Tuk. Tuk.
Heechul smiled bitterly and patted Taeyong on the back.
“okay. “You chose the right one.”
Taeyong smiles brightly and nods.
“okay. men and horses. “After the competition is over, shoot big.”
* * *
Outside the stadium.
“almond!”
It was Jesse.
I ran into her as I was leaving the stadium after the game.
They lost with a score of 2-0 and the match was fierce, so things didn’t look that good.
Nevertheless, she was waiting for Sanghyeon to say her final goodbye.
“You did really well today. “It seems like just yesterday I was cute.”
I’ve heard compliments from Jesse several times. For some reason, it felt like they were all compliments about my appearance, and it felt like the first time I had received a proper compliment.
“Are you going straight to Denmark?”
“hmm. Shouldn’t that be the case? “It would be nice to shop and have fun here, but public opinion is not very positive right now.”
Because Jesse was working as a professional, he was sensitive to public opinion.
‘Countries that are doing well have this problem.’
As expected, meeting expectations is difficult.
Jessie, who always had a bright and confident expression, looked so depressed.
“Are you coming next year too?”
Jessie cautiously asked Sanghyun.
She knew the situation of Sanghyeon and the situation of the Joseon team roughly.
I know there’s a good chance it won’t come.
“uh. maybe.”
Still, Sanghyun said he could go.
Eat.
Jesse smiled at his confidence and then turned around to leave.
“See you later then.”
* * *
The losing team leaves and the winning team stays. For the next game.
Joseon’s national competition team decided to take a rest at their dorm.
“Huh~~ I’m tired.”
Panga shares the same room as Sanghyeon.
As soon as he entered the dorm, he changed his clothes and stretched out on the bed.
“Ah… I still won! It’s good to win! I will continue to be the kind of son who confidently says what he wants to say to his mother…”
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He stopped talking and just fell asleep.
For your information, Pang’er’s mother said she hasn’t said anything to him since he left the company.
This is probably a big shock to adults.
‘It’s really you.’
Of course, the son doesn’t seem to care much and is sleeping well right now.
Almond thought that there was something about him that made him feel comfortable in times like this.
Just looking at Joo-hyuk, conflict with his parents is not easy.
After Sanghyun finished his shower, he threw himself on the bed and lay down.
“…after.”
He brushes his still dry hair and raises his arms upward.
It’s the right arm.
After holding it for a while, it starts to tremble.
Sigh….
He clenched his fists.
The more strength I put on my hands, the more they start to tremble.
‘Can’t I play the second round?’
I knew it.
If you use a capsule that is not specifically for him like before, it will be difficult no matter how premium the line is.
Nevertheless, what I actually felt was different.
It’s not as easy as you think.
‘It seemed like he knew coffee too.’
I didn’t say anything, but I felt something when Coffee sent Sanghyun away and pushed the horse.
At first, Coffee clearly seemed to be trying to run away as well.
He suddenly stopped talking and jumped down.
‘You knew because you held my hand.’
Although Sanghyeon may not have a very good sense of humor, he was very sensitive to things related to his right hand.
It is no exaggeration to say that he has all his attention, and he notices even when someone looks in his direction, notices his disability, or even moves his pupils.
At first glance, it is not a confirmation.
It remains as a simple feeling, but eventually it becomes confirmed through the actions they show later.
Although there were actions that were resolved with good results, like today, there were more cases that were not so good.
“ha.”
He put this worry aside for now.
I adjusted the pillow and lay down in a comfortable position.
I thought it would be a good idea to take a nap while the panger was sleeping.
That’s how I close my eyes.
smart.
Someone knocks on the hotel room door.
‘huh?’
It seemed like it was probably junk or spam.
They usually gather in the panga room to play, so they often come here.
‘Everyone has good physical strength.’
You come over to this room to play right after the game is over.
Knock. Knock.
Another knock on the door.
“Ah… I’m leaving.”
Sanghyeon slowly stood up, roughly put on his jacket, and opened the door.
“!?”
There was a completely unexpected person standing outside the door.
“Mr. Sanghyun, you blocked me, right?”
“…!”
