When God Made Me

“What are you practicing today? ”

After two claps of the hands were clapped, the staff pushed into the desk with wheels.

A red cloth covers your desk, making you feel uneasy.

“What is this? ”

“Isn't it weird again? ”

“You look like you're about to pop out of there. ”

As the cast became suspicious, Lee Jong-Wook Fidi shook his hand.

“Is that all we could trust? ”

“No, Fidi said she's going to the Olympics the last time she suddenly starts shooting at us and not noticing. How can we trust her? ”

Choi Kyungjin blabbered, and everyone, including Fidi, laughed.

Exotic pidi nodded and sent an ok sign.

“I see. It's not weird this time anyway, so open it." ”

“Just do something weird. ”

Choi Kyungjin tightened her red cloth. There were a total of 10 models of the same gun that Pidi used last week to introduce the sport.

“What am I supposed to do with a grievance gun? ”

“That's no ordinary grief gun. ”

Suddenly, the lights went out in the studio and the projector lit up on one side. There was a blueprint of the gun.

“This is a wailing gun that shooters use to actually train. So it's similarly retrofitted to a real gun. But the bullets aren't real. ”

Exotic pidi continued to explain.

“In a foreign country, real national athletes will use it for practice, and domestic will be introduced in a few years, and we brought it to try out in advance. ”

After a brief description, I actually watched the video practicing using that gun and finished recording the opening.

“I'm going to rest for a while. ”

Seung-ho questioned Jinhulan slightly because the practice video itself was slightly suspicious.

“Bro, is that real? ”

They called him a coach on the broadcast, but in the square, he and his brother were already finished at the last meeting.

“Are you sure?”

He smiles bloody.

“I wrote it because of the broadcast. Pidi will tell you when the show is over. ”

“Oh, really? ”

“Yes. For now, you're the only one who knows. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

Seung-ho only lost her suspicion after hearing his reply.

‘Then so be it. ’

At that time, he grabbed a ride back to the waiting room.

“Seungho.”

“Yes?”

“I've been thinking about the bear. Don't you want to try it this time? ”

Seung-ho nods naturally.

“Of course we have to do it right. You're pretending you don't even know it. ”

It was the answer of Seung-ho who had just become a professional broadcaster. But that wasn't the answer he wanted.

“No, not this one, the competition in two months. ”

“The Olympics? ”

Seungho's eyes widen. I only met him once, and to be honest, I didn't understand him.

“Yeah. I think there's a chance. ”

“Oh, it's been two months since I've been a national representative. We just have to have fun and get it over with. ”

“No, this Olympics is hard, and I think I can make it to the national tournament in two years. ”

Seung-ho is a little suspicious. I wondered if it might be a hidden camera.

“At that time, you overestimated it once. ”

However, he was confident. Not only does he have the perfect posture I briefly coached him last week, but he also has a high concentration of proficiency. It seemed promising enough.

“Just think about it. If you do, I can push you hard. ”

“I see. Hahahaha. You should get some rest, too. ”

“Yes."

Seung-ho returns with him to the waiting room.

In front of him, I passed it around with little thought, but his words reminded me of the old quest again, and his heart became warm.

Seung-ho returned to the waiting room, sat on the couch and took out his cell phone. There was a coffee tap for the index.

[If you see him, come to the roof!]

I don't see the index in the waiting room. Did you go to the bathroom? 'I was thinking. Seung-ho stepped out of the waiting room with a smile leaking out of his mouth.

As Alex's eyes met, he smiled, scratching his head with a disdainful look, and boarding the elevator.

In case anyone sees, I carefully looked around and headed to the roof.

Opening the door, I saw an index that was looking out of expectation on the ledge.

“Sis.”

In Seungho's voice, the index smiles brightly and waves its hands. Seung-ho locks the door on the roof in case a passage or someone comes in and approaches her.

It was nice to have the ability to lock the door outside to control the entrance to the roof.

“What were you doing? ”

“I was just waiting for you. ”

The index smiles and pulls out two tickets from its arms.

“Look at this! ”

“What?”

Seungho naturally approached the side of the index to see the contents of the ticket.

“It's a musical?”

“Yes, Jiyoung started the musical this time. That's why I got the tickets. I thought I'd come with you. ”

“I love it! When?”

“Today.”

The index pointed to the date on the ticket by hand However, Seung-ho made a serious face with a “town” sound.

“But after the shoot today, there's a party. ”

“I don't have a party today. ”

The index waved its hands with a smile.

“No banquet? ”

Asked as Seungho turned red, the index nodded.

“Yes, today the banquet was cancelled because of things like that. ”

“Oh, thank goodness. So when do we leave? ”

“Since it's 8: 30, can you come to my house until 7: 30? ”

“Yeah, it didn't end too early today. ”

“Yeah. That's good, right? ”

“That's great. ”

The index put a musical ticket in his pocket and patted the arm of the winner.

“Let's go down. People will find you. ”

“Yes.”

Seung-ho went down first, checking for no one, and signaling to the index to come down.

In case anyone else suspects, the index returned to the waiting room first, and Seungho stopped by the bathroom to wash his hands and entered.

I feel like I see employees in the same department having an in-house relationship.

Seung-ho slowly returned to the studio, having a gentle conversation, and then returned to filming.

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“32 points!"

“Oh!”

“Good job!”

“How many times have I been rewarded for shooting in the military? Hahahaha.”

Kim Seung-pyo returned to the waiting seat with a proud attitude. A test that matches 10 targets from 1 to 10 points into 10 bullets.

Of course, this is not a test for athletes at all. It's a contest that writers come up with as they plan.

The recording was done to find a point of laughter like the writers. In particular, the scene where Jinsung Hwan scored 1 out of 55 points was overwhelming.

“Finally, Seung-ho Choi. ”

He smiles and hands the gun to Seung-ho. His eyes were full of anticipation.

Seung-ho's eyes made him feel burdened.

“Good job.”

“I'll try.”

Seungho takes his gun and steps onto the platform.

I proceeded with a smile.

“Here's the hope of our star of talent! The youth of talent stars! Genuine Star Blood! I'm Cho Seung-ho.”

“Oh, don't do that. ”

However, he pretended not to listen and continued to misbehave.

“Then I will begin with a shout of challenge. You're a master of mastery, but you'll get half of this, right? ”

Seung-ho looked at him and pointed his gun at him, and he finally apologized with his hands raised.

“Oh, I'm sorry. ”

“Shoot him. ”

During the broadcast, I pretended to be killed like this. It feels like I'm playing with a friend. The role of the gospel was great for Seung-ho to be firmly positioned in the star of merit.

Seungho takes a deep breath, releases his wrist, and aims his gun at the distant targets.

“Challenge!”

A large target appeared about 20 metres away with urgent music.

A 1 point target is neither large nor mobile. Winning simply hit a 1 point target.

Then came the 2-point target. A target that moves at a slightly smaller and slower speed than before.

Again, Seung-ho knocked down the target with a light shot.

Next up is a three-point target. The size continues to shrink and the speed at which it moves is accelerated.

Ascension knocks the target down, one by one. The 8-point target doesn't just move left and right, it starts to move back and forth, but Ascension knocks the target down with focus.

“Oh!”

When I hit my nine-point target, I was amazed not only by the cast, but also by the staff.

And a 10-point target on the mainframe. Earlier, I saw other performers shooting, but it was too high.

The four directions, front, back, left and right, were also insufficient. They moved diagonally, then suddenly stopped, went backwards, and then they were moving at their own pace.

Virtually no target was made to match the crew. It was a target made with a crafty point for laughter.

The time limit has been decreasing, but Seungho has not been able to fire easily.

No, no, no, no. How do I get this right? ’

I tried to complain, but when I saw that I had only 10 seconds left, my mind was empty. I looked at the target as best I could.

He paused and looked at the target as small as the gauge of a gun. He looked at the target with intense eyes.

And before time runs out, bam! ’The bullet went off with a sound.

The bullet from the barrel plunges straight through the target and falls back.

The score on the target, along with the sound of a tie, was 55. Scores from 1 to 10 on all targets.

Seung-ho scored a perfect score by hitting a 10-point target that was barely in tune with him in the demonstration.

“Wow!"

After seeing the crossed target, Seung-ho glances at the camera and throws a shotgun at Sherimoni.

I stick my tongue out to the staff looking at him, the cast, and Jinhuang.

The sickness immediately approached him and deliberately said.

“Hey, it's Seung-ho Choi, right? ”

“Yes?”

“I don't think it's the fake Choi Seung-ho we used to know. ”

“That's right. I was reborn. He's a marksman now.”

Choi Kyungjin and Kim Seung-pyo showed that their fingers were reaching towards the camera.

“You're playing. ”

“Hahahahahaha. I'm sorry. ”

When the joke was over, Jinhuang clapped his hands among the cast.

“You're really good at this. ”

“Thank you. I got lucky. ”

“This is not luck. You did really well.”

At that time, Choi Kyungjin intervened.

“Aren't you nervous that Coach Seung-ho might be better? ”

Jinhuang denies it with a smile.

“No, you're not. You're my pupil, right? Hahahaha.”

“That's right. Hahaha. ”

As a result of this match, the top five had a course lunch at a Chinese restaurant, while the bottom five had a row of kimbap for lunch.

After that, the recording ended at 6: 00, an earlier time than usual, after a few training sessions.

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