Chapter 197

                                    

                                          
Bijoo, who was standing at the shooting line, took his stance.
He took a deep breath and relaxed his breath, then his delicate hand gesture gracefully pulled the bowstring.
8 points. 7 points. 8 points.
It was a high score that matched his stable posture.
"Good job."
Woojoo and Jiho gave him a high-five as he came back with a gentle smile.
Then, Seok Jihun, the youngest of TNT, shot 7 points, 7 points, and 6 points in a row.
A lower score than the last special episode.
It wasn't just Seok Jihun, but the whole TNT trio had lower scores than last year.
Especially Taehyun, he had a blank expression.
"..."
The TNT trio looked at Woojoo's face like a ghost.
It was a bit awkward.
At first, Woojoo thought they wouldn't react so much, but when he thought about it, it made sense.
When he imagined himself as Rihyuk, he understood their feelings.
What if Rihyuk suddenly became a god of archery and came back? Woojoo would feel the same way.
Then Jiho came back after shooting 7 points, 8 points, and 7 points.
"Good work."
"Please praise me."
"Woo. Wow. Great. Awesome."
He bowed down to receive the praise, and Woojoo laughed at his reaction.
After Taehyun shot his last arrow, it was Woojoo's turn.
The eyes of the TNT trio followed his every move, while Jiho and Bijoo cheered him on.
"Good luck."
"Hyung, make a cool final shot."
They cheered Woojoo on like he was the ace of the team, and he smiled for a moment.
It felt strange.
It was the first time in his life that he received such treatment because he was good at sports.
Woojoo was always the hole in the team, and even in elementary school, he couldn't join the soccer team and had to cheer.
Even when he was a trainee, he often felt depressed when he had to use his body.
He never thought he would feel so comfortable and confident while exercising.
He felt proud and excited.
This was how people with good athletic skills felt when they used their body.
He felt energized and confident.
It was the first time he felt so happy and proud while recording a broadcast.
He took his posture and pulled the bowstring.
He felt the tension in his fingertips, and his body automatically performed the necessary actions.
His eyes pierced the target, and his breathing was optimized for shooting.
Woojoo gently released the bowstring, and the arrow hit the target precisely.
10 points.
He felt a tingling sensation all over his body.
"Wow!"
Woojoo smiled without knowing it, feeling his heart soar.
That day, they easily defeated TNT, the runner-up from last year, and advanced to the semifinals.