Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 302
98. Same enemy, different composition (1)
As is the case with everyone in their childhood, Sanghyun did not fully understand his teacher.
Sometimes it was too harsh and other times there was too much interference.
I also tried to correct things like my attitude toward life and the way I speak.
“You bastard. You said your dream is to represent the national team? People will be happy if someone like you represents the national team. “Don’t ignore the kids.”
At times like that, I often thought of this.
‘I shoot better.’
Doesn’t he shoot better than the other players here, or better than the coach?
But who is teaching whom?…
A boy in puberty, full of energy, would sometimes judge his own skills much more highly.
“Pouting. I’m saying this for you. Hey.”
“….”
When he was young, Sanghyeon was not very friendly. Strangely enough, the darkness of the world did not leave him alone and tormented him.
I couldn’t fully believe that these words were for you. Only about 80% were accepted.
In fact, coach Yang In-cheol is also a human being, so not all his actions and words were made for Sang-hyeon.
“Hey man!! How many times do I tell you to take out the arrowhead!? uh? “This kid finds it funny how adults speak!?”
“It’s not like I didn’t take it out…”
“What the hell!? I confirmed that I am your arrow! “What are you talking about again?”
“….”
Sometimes he couldn’t control his temper and got angry, and sometimes he scolded him for strange misunderstandings. Therefore, the 20% remaining gap of distrust in young Sanghyun has always existed.
There was a moment when he accepted all of his teacher’s actions and aspects.
Asung’s first week at work.
It was the last Friday.
Ride, ride, ride.
Sanghyun ran down the hallway and rushed to the bathroom.
To people who didn’t know him, it would have seemed like he just needed to relieve himself.
thud.
He closed the bathroom door, sat on it without even opening the lid, and lowered his head.
His face, slightly visible as he was buried in his arms and knees, was flushed red and his breathing was rough.
It was only after spending Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday at the stronghold that I saw him. The original appearance of the world.
It wasn’t someone spitting out an irritated scolding or yelling at me that made my skin tremble.
Still, I felt it.
The distrust in the person named Yoo Sang-hyun burrows deep into my skin and deep into my bones.
A deadly coldness that feels like the world is rejecting oneself.
‘That’s what it was…’
Sanghyeon realized.
Why do I feel so nervous and cold in a place like this where everyone takes it for granted?
Why am I finally able to see the world in its original form now?
That’s because the world he had seen so far was a world that someone worked hard to create for him.
This is because there were adults who would light up an old charcoal stove when the winter was not warm and would stick cheap luminous constellations on the ceiling on nights in Seoul when the stars could not be seen due to the exhaust fumes.
The teachers at Grandma’s school and… Coach Yang.
“Kuh… huh…”
Sang-hyeon remembers, swallowing hard.
Coach Yang’s sudden outburst of anger, stupid misunderstanding, unfair evaluation, and request not to tell the children about the accident… I
finally realize it.
Even if it was his fault, it was all the result of his efforts.
He was trying to do something for Sanghyeon and the archery club, but he made a mistake.
No matter how hard you try, there are times when the arrow doesn’t hit the center, and the same was true for the coach.
Even those seemingly gigantic adults were ultimately just one person.
They were imperfect beings.
‘Like me now.’
What is certain is that we were looking at a single target.
Those imperfect beings were walking together on one path, shoulder to shoulder, lifting each other’s weight.
Although he didn’t realize it at the time, that alone made his life on the archery club worthwhile.
But it was different when I came out into this world.
Even within the same building and the same company, there were many, many targets.
Some are golden and some are purple and pink.
Sanghyeon’s honest and old-fashioned target of three primary colors has become worthless here and does not need to be hit.
He clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.
As if enduring something until the end.
‘Again…’
A desire to do it again with Coach.
How great would it be if we could have that experience of everyone aiming for one target again?
“Whoa.”
However, Sang-hyeon struggles to endure it.
Now I know how to distinguish between reality and dreams.
I didn’t wish for the impossible.
His trembling right arm holding the bathroom door handle was always a reminder of that reality.
‘You won’t be able to see it.’
He shouldn’t have gone to see the coach.
Now, I had to leave the relationship in the past and find another target.
After wiping his eyes, he restored his flipped employee ID card back to its original state. I went out into the company hallway.
Squeak.
The white lights of the office engulfed him.
* * *
[Amateur?]
[As far as I know, he’s always been a professional.]
After the video playing on the screen ended.
“Players, please enter!”
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
White light explodes.
illuminated them.
“Player let’s go!”
The players enter with the loud sound of the caster.
Sanghyeon also walked in with them.
Hehehe.
As the cold air outside swirls, my tense body shrinks even more.
But soon a hot wind blows.
“Waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”
The crowd cheers loudly.
thud! Coogung!
Along with the sound of huge drums, numerous multi-colored lights are shot out of the concert hall.
Cookie is the leader, followed by the two assistant commanders, pangeo malatang and almond.
Sang-hyeon looks at their backs as they walk in front of him.
Everyone was just looking ahead.
He was looking at the target in front of him.
Everyone is the same target.
Won the national competition.
‘okay.’
At that time, Sanghyun felt it.
A dream that you thought was impossible may have already been achieved.
He was already meeting the new sheep coach and archery club.
“proud! Our Republic of Korea! National competition team! “Joseooooooo!!”
At this time, Sanghyun’s eyes changed.
I was back to being the boy I used to be when I played archery.
* * *
Every time the players were called on the screen, the crowd cheered loudly.
“almond! almond! almond!”
The almond season was especially great.
This is not only because of his popularity, but also because Pierre appears right next to him.
The cheers from both camps for the two most popular stars were enough to make my ears tremble.
“Pierre! Pierre! Pierre!”
“almond! almond!”
“Waaaaaa!!”
Panga glances towards the audience.
“Hey. “It’s intense today.”
There were slightly more Korean spectators, but the gap was not as wide as it was during the China game.
What was also noticeable was that almost a third of the Korean spectators were holding almond costumes or cheering equipment.
His popularity was growing day by day.
Those almond-shaped cheering tools have become more and more advanced, so much so that even Panga now wants to own one.
Panga jokes, patting his popular younger brother on the shoulder.
“The whole world is almonds… huh?”
The whole world is almonds! I was going to shout.
I see something in his eyes.
“No, what kind of cheering is that? “Do Italians eat a lot of fish?”
A huge fish-shaped kite was flying around.
However, that camp is not Italy, but Korea.
It’s ambiguous, but Korea was definitely right.
“brother. “Isn’t that your brother?”
“uh? Wow. “No matter how ugly I am, I’m still a fish… Ugh!?”
I couldn’t even imagine Panga.
I couldn’t even imagine the real thing until I heard Almond’s words.
‘Wait a minute, it’s a fish? No way….’
A large fish-shaped kite flies above the stands.
Flutter~ Flutter~
It’s shaking as if it’s trying to attract attention.
The shape of the fish is very strange.
As for the size, it looks…
perfect for eating as raw fish.
“And flounder!?”
It looked like flatfish.
“It’s really mine!?”
It was like that.
This flatfish kite was a cheering tool to cheer on the panfish.
Only then do you see the slogan next to it.
[National Anglers Association]
I was wondering who made something that size.
It was a tool specially made by fans of the man whose fishing videos he regularly posts on AllTube.
Unbelievable.
It seems like people really see what they want to see.
I can’t believe I don’t recognize this.
Flatfish!
Even the phrase ‘You’re a big hit!’ is written all over the placards held by other people.
It was a cheering tool for panga.
‘Isn’t this the end?’
That’s not all.
It was only then that it caught my eye.
‘There are other players too…’
Not only that, but there were also cheering slogans from other players everywhere.
Even if they were not the main players of Maratang Carrot Spam, the names of almost all 200 people were spread out one by one in various places.
When on earth did a cheering tool like that sell for that much? Who buys it in the first place? Most people will want to buy almonds.
Only then did Panga realize.
‘…Manager.’
It’s clear that this was in someone’s hands.
That guess was correct.
This is an event prepared by Joo Hyuk.
After making a huge profit, he used a portion of it to make sure every player had a phrase. They gave the items that weren’t selling as a bonus or asked them to shake these as well.
This will be helpful to the team.
“….”
Electricity seemed to flow through Fang’er’s eyes.
“Mr. Ha….”
Fang Er knows it himself.
The hero of this game is not someone like you. It would be people like Cookie, Almond, or Choi Soon-shin.
‘Still…’
Yes, he wanted to show it.
I still have something in here too.
There is a fire burning that has not been extinguished.
Even if it doesn’t burn like crazy, I have kept my own fire alive in the cold winds of this world.
* * *
After all players enter the capsule.
The game is ready.
“everyone! “You’re logged in!”
“Now then…!”
The commentator and caster make eye contact.
The two of them jump up.
“You’ve waited a long time! everyone!”
“Underdog’s blast! Joseon of irregularity and momentum! And the standard elite who defeated the eternal powerhouse Mongolia! Rome!”
“That’s right! Joseon, which was considered the weakest! Roma, who were considered the strongest, met in the finals! “This fateful match!!”
“Joseon vs. Rome! Rome vs Joseon! National competition! The long-awaited final! now!”
Caster throws an uppercut and shouts loudly.
“Sssssssssssssssssss! “Do it!”
The stadium’s hologram activates and the first map slowly appears.
The first battle stage of the finals appeared with a hologram buzzing.
Kugugugugung…!
A sand-colored castle wall rises high around the main camp area.
This wall, which resembles a relic from when it was built, is stronger than any wall built by Civil M’s civilization.
[Ancient Castle Wall]
This is an ancient city wall.
It was the map where Joseon and Rome clashed with each other for the first time.
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