When God Made Me

Kim Sung-chan nervously turned off the TV and woke up in his seat.

He said, "Oh my God, we're insulted by all these other people. ”

“Why? Sounds like fun and fun. ”

“People who have been preparing for years since we were kids go crazy trying to make the Olympic trials. ”

“Yes. They're going to fall anyway. ”

Kim Sung-chan pointed to Park Yong-tae with his finger and raised his voice.

“Yes, that's the problem! Those punks are out there and they're hurting our sense of challenge. Just a month or two. Pretending to work hard only when you're rolling a camera when you're recording a broadcast. ”

“But · · ·”

“Things that don't deserve a gun. Honestly, even for those of us who are risking our lives for sports, we have to disqualify them from the competition. ”

Park Yong-tae said no more because of Kim Seong-chan's firm attitude. It is because even if I try to say it nicely, it will be the same content.

“Otherwise, you'll just have to stare at the audience differently. What a shot, what a shot. Ha, there's gonna be a lot of reporters and stations at this competition. ”

“Oh, that must be complicated. ”

“Is that it? Buried by celebrities, they won't care how many places we rank. ”

Kim Seong-chan put a band on his wrist, walking distance by distance. Yong-tae was carrying her bag while watching such a compliment.

“Let's go practice. ”

“Yes, we can show them the results anyway. ”

“Of course. I'm just trying to draw the issue out of something like that. ”

“Never mind. Let's go.”

Yong-tae tapped his shoulder to calm his excitement. The Holy Supper also carried her bag and took a deep breath and went out to stay.

---

“Wow, you're the first one to feel so good so fast. ”

“Is that so?"

According to Harung, his skills were getting better and better every day. Currently, shooting a gun will not go below the 8th grade, no matter how bad you are.

Average nine points, 10 points if you're a good shot. Even a professional player would not be lacking.

It was never a coincidence that I got a good first shot.

“I'm jealous, to be honest. ”

“Hahahaha. Come on. ”

Seung-ho pushes the turbulence with a joke. He shakes his head with a serious look.

“If I had your talent, I would have done 10 more years. ”

“Hahahaha. Should I do it for 10 years? ”

“Yes. In the meantime, buy me some expensive food. ”

“I understand. Hahaha. ”

He checked the scores on the digital scoreboard.

“The average is 10.2 this time. ”

“Should I just beat up celebrities? ”

“No, you'd make more money doing celebrities than the Olympics. ”

“Oh, I can't help it. I'll do both. ”

“Yes. One last shot and we're done. ”

“Yes.”

A new target has been launched by pressing the swinging button. Seungho immediately raises his pistol and starts focusing on the target.

‘It's like a sponge. ’

He looks at his posture and admires him again. He was absorbing every bit of knowledge he had taught him.

I'm not kidding. As I said before, I was jealous of his talent. When he started shooting, he started with a 10m air pistol.

However, in a 50-meter pistol, it was only after Heman that he had stabilized, but there was no transition or wandering around.

Bang!

Seungho's bullet clears through the target. Even with the reactions, his body is barely shaken.

That recoil was a part of the struggle. Unlike the air pistol, a 50-meter gun makes it hard to adapt to that recoil, but Seung-ho was able to fully control that recoil in two days.

"A monster."

It's a shame he retired, but if he was running in the field, he would have been deprived of this tremendous talent.

Bang!

A sudden, new sound erupts with a second gunshot.

Boom, boom!

I'm the sound of celebration when I get to a 10.9. Seungho is surprised by the sudden sound, but his posture is not greatly distorted.

“What are you talking about? ”

“You got a 10.9. ”

“Really?"

Seungho expressed his joy with both hands. 10.9 is the highest score you can get in a 50m shot.

No matter how talented he was, he scored 10.8 a few times, but it was the first time today that he scored 10.9.

“Yay!”

“I knew it.”

He looks up and raises his thumb. 10.9 points is not a lucky area. You're really good.

‘If you really are this mature, if you are selected as the Olympic national representative, then at the Olympics · ·'

If only a few of the Olympic National Olympic trials had made it through, I could have raised the level of excellence so much that I could actually win gold in the remaining time to the Olympics.

“I'll shoot some more. ”

Seung-ho smiles and raises his pistol. He squeezes his arms and continues to watch with a delightful smile.

---

“She's coming? ”

“Yes, I heard it from my boss here. ”

“Wow, that's amazing. ”

“Oh, you're still a celebrity. ”

“He said he was coming. ”

“Yes, I heard from the chairman that he was attending. He asked me where I could go. ”

“I would love to come. ”

Four girls who couldn't take off their high school casts were gathering and chatting. There were already many students gathered in the auditorium to talk.

“But even if he did, wouldn't he play with us? ”

“Oh, that's possible. ”

“I want to be in the same group. ”

“Now, but isn't Joe all set? ”

“No, I heard there's a hit-and-run later. ”

“Weren't executives supposed to do that? ”

“Until last year, but from this year onwards, only the seniors will be chosen, and the new students will be randomized. ”

“How do you know so much? ”

“My brother belongs to the student council here. ”

“Ah.”

In the words of Silver, the children nod. It's time to get to know each other. We've gotten to know each other on the bus, but it's still an awkward phase.

“Ah, everyone, pay attention. ”

The Department of Autonomous Engineering has its own university because it can focus on the courses it wants to take all four years.

The student chairman of the university came forward and began to talk.

“Hello, I'm Seung-sik Kim, student council president. ”

With his greetings, Park Soon-ri paused and immediately continued.

“The best university in the country, the best department, is the best. You know?”

“Yes!”

“So in this orientation, you have to be really, really cool and have fun. Unleash all the desire for play you've been studying in high school. ”

“Yes!”

The student council president's words sparked the freshmen's interest and interest.

“We have to play like the best. Right?"

“Yes!”

“So I'm going to skip the hosting ceremony and have fun. We'll get started right away. The first one is a celebration of the Sunshine Club! ”

“Waaaah!”

After finishing the basic explanation in the auditorium before departing, the student council's words ended here simply and impactfully.

At the same time, the lights in the bright auditorium were turned off and the spotlight was turned on towards the stage. On the stage, members of the Sunlight Club, a multidisciplinary music club of the Department of Autonomy and Engineering, stood up in front of their instruments and began preparing.

“Shall we play?”

“Yes!”

The new students were already jumping to their hearts with exciting answers. I was finally realizing that I had become a college student.

“The first song is exclusively for me, the Hungarian singer! ”

As soon as the sunlight vocal was finished, cheerful music began with a drum to announce the beginning.

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“Seung-ho, we're almost there. ”

“Oh, really? ”

Seungho rubs his eyes and raises the chair that was lying down. The car was on a shallow white snowy mountain ridge.

“If it snows again, won't you be able to get out? ”

“Oh, there was no news of snow in the weather forecast. ”

“Really?"

A little deeper, a huge pension appeared. Like Wang Si-ri University, the top university in the country, Orientation was also said to be quite prestigious.

“And don't worry, we'll be in the same building where you're staying anyway. ”

“Are you here, too? ”

Seungho pushed his body into the driver's seat and asked.

“Yes, three nights with you. ”

“Oh, did you get this room for me? You don't have to do that · ·"

Seung-ho was moved by the manager's consideration. I told you before, I didn't expect you to stay with me, but you thought about him and you stayed with me.

“What are you talking about? I'm staying with my girlfriend. ”

“Huh?"

“I was supposed to come hang out with my girlfriend. But I did it today because you said you were coming. So don't call me for anything minor, but if you get in trouble, call me. ”

“Oh, yeah? ”

Seung-ho was confused as to whether the manager was being considerate and saying so, or whether he should take it literally.

‘Well, for once, you were trying to be considerate of me. ’

Seung-ho decided to thank him with that in mind.

“But when are you coming back? ”

“I decided to come as soon as I finished work tonight. Oh, don't call me that. There's a ski resort around here. I'm thinking of going there. ”

“I wouldn't ask you to do that. ”

Parked the car in a pension and the manager went to the concierge desk to check in and Seung-ho entered the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was a good horse, and it was just a big increase in the size of the high school auditorium. However, Seung-ho was in a very different atmosphere from the high school auditorium.

“You were in love with me! ”

“Waaaah!”

Inside the auditorium that carefully opened the door, there was a lot of rock band performances, and the students were excited to run in their seats and sing.

The atmosphere was exhilarating compared to the previous concert by Philip Management, who belonged to the index.

"I thought you were only good at studying at Wang Si-ri University, but you're really good at it. ’

Seung-ho was the teacher not long ago, but he looked unexpectedly energetic.

It was not wrong to say that the kids who studied well knew how to play.

Seung-ho quietly closed the door and stood behind the auditorium, listening to the music, and waved lightly on the beat.

Other students were screaming or joyfully enjoying music in their seats.

So the rock band dubbed three more songs and got off the stage. Again, the student council appeared and stalled while preparing for the next stage.

However, Seung-ho, who arrived late, could not have known who he was. I contacted my executive to tell her that I had a shoot today, but when I arrived I forgot to contact her again because I fell in love with the show.

The student council president asked the students with a gentle expression.

“Please wait until the next stage is ready. In the meantime, if you have any questions about Oti, we're here to help. ”

Seung-ho was still standing at the far back of the auditorium, leaning against the wall, looking at him in a constructive manner.

At that time, a student sitting on the inner wall raised his hand. This girl was having so much fun, her cheeks turned red.

“Yes, there's the red padding friend. ”

“Is Seung-ho Choi coming today? Rumor has it he's coming. ”

The girl in the red padded face was full of anticipation.

Me?

Seung-ho smiles as she tells her story. The student council chairman carefully said, touching his chin.

“I'm not sure I can answer that. I heard you were coming, but you're very busy, so I don't know what's going to happen. ”

“Oh, yes. I understand.”

The girl in the red padding sat down slightly. Seung-ho looked cute, even though he was the same age.

"Is he a fan, too? ’

Then I felt even more strongly that I shouldn't burn them. Seungho approached the students who appeared to be staff in one corner.

“Hello."

“Huff!”

The woman wearing the name tag of second grade Kim Yoo Bin was surprised and covered her mouth.

“I'm late, but where can I go for a freshman? ”

“Well, uh, whoa, you can go and sit wherever you want. It works.”

The woman stuttered a lot about how embarrassed she was. Seung-ho thanked me with a ceremony and approached the inner wall.

Then I went to the girl's side with the red padding I had just asked her a question.

“Can I sit next to you? ”

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