Regression Reset Life of Police

5. Accommodation

" Jong-hyuk아."

At the sound of the "My Treasure!" judo coach's office, Jong-hyuk pulled his butt out and took a defensive stance.

Ever since the article came out about two months ago, I've been told that you're so good at fighting. It was a day when my spine was about to crumble and my endless stamina showed its bottom.

This is because the coach, who lacked stamina, touched the captain and the captain touched the vice-captain and handed it over all day.

After winning the Brave Citizen Award, the stock price of the judo department rose, the view of the time bomb disappeared, but the aftermath of the trauma remained.

"What's going on?"

"No, I thought our Jong-hyuk was having a hard time. Do you want a drink?"

"It's not hard. It's over."

"It's over?! Finally?"

The long and long translation is finally over.

It took more than twice as long as it was originally scheduled for a month.

As I cared about Park Tae-kyu and Kwon A-young and prepared for the final exam, I spent more time.

The average score for the final exam is 93.5 points.

I finished fifth in my class.

Judo members also kept their rankings by increasing an average of at least two points from midterms.

I translated it so hard, but there was a problem.

This is Pandora's box.

"You're a big mouth!"

Should I erase it or not, saying it's a computer error?

After a deep conflict, Jong-hyuk finally decided to open Pandora's box with Shin's eyes.

"Wait a minute."

Click! Clink! Clink!

Shin Sung-il, who read the printed materials, wondered.

"Oh? Hmm? What?"

"That's cancer walking.

'Perfect for catching people.' Surprisingly, there was also cancer walking at this time of year.

"Oh, is this arm walking?"

Shin Sung-il was dumbfounded.

"I was wondering what's different about advanced countries, but they're walking on four feet here, too."

Walking on four feet.

It is a training for walking on stairs or hiking trails with both feet and hands, which is almost done by an athletic team. Since a long time ago.

"Turn over the back page."

"…oh?"

Shin Sung-il's eyes have narrowed.

"Yes! That's how developed the country is!"

There were training methods that modified walking on all fours.

Postures that can develop muscles evenly in the arms and thighs.

One of them is the cancer walking that Jong-hyuk knows.

Push and unfold with your arms.

I thought I could use this prototype.

"The posture behind it is the Buffett test."

Buffett test where the average person meets the Grim Reaper about 50 times.

"It's like jumping on your stomach."

"And the last 70 pages are Crossfit."

It was a proper improvement by Jong-hyuk, which is exactly the prototype of the crossfit.

The effects can be guaranteed, but they are certainly training methods that will be hard.

Shin Sung-il examined the data with serious eyes.

"Well, I'll have to do the crossfit separately, but I can do the arm walking or the Buffett test right now."

When Shin Sung-il, who raised his finger, went outside, Jong-hyuk smiled.

Outside the window, I could see cloudy weather as if it were about to rain.

"It's the perfect day to die."

But you've got yourself.

Thinking of a gold medal, Jong-hyuk clenched his teeth and went outside.

Under the placard "Dongil High School Judo Team Choi Jong-hyuk Brave Citizen Award," they are competing with Haat Hot Kung Kung Kung.

He promised to show off when he was competing with other schools.

"Attention, everyone!"

"Attention-!"

Director Shin Sung-il, who looked around the members with a heavy breath, opened his mouth.

"We are going to introduce new training from today."

The eyes of the judo crew shone.

There was no one who didn't know that Jong-hyuk was translating America's advanced training methods.

Medals, or those whose goal is to enter prestigious universities.

I was more excited because I loved the stretching and strength training that had been translated and included in the training curriculum.

"There's not much difference from the training I used to do, so I'll adapt quickly. To the skilled assistant."

"Forward!"

"I'm ready to walk!"

"I'm ready to walk! One two!"

Quickly lying on his stomach, Jong-hyuk raised his butt.

"Pose number two, start!"

"Go! One, two, three, hot!"

Walk tricycle and twist your body with your left arm and right leg up. At this point, the right leg tilts to the left, which is the direction of turning its head.

Crack!

Perhaps because I was sitting in a chair just now, a loud noise rang from my waist, and the faces of the judo crew turned white.

'That, that!'

They who guided from elementary school knew as soon as they saw it. What a vicious training that is.

One arm and one leg supporting at least 70 kilograms of body.

"Bend your arms, man! At right angles! What's wrong with a skilled assistant?"

It's hard to walk on all fours.

'Why is that advanced?'

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

"Two, two, three! Hot!"

Crack!

It was the moment when everyone got a ticket to Hell.

* * *

"Am I shaking right now?"

"Shut up. I don't have the power to talk."

It's 6 p.m.

In just three hours, all of the judo team members fell on the mat floor, and coach Shin Sung-il and coach Park Sang-mook laughed pleasantly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my kids like this."

By high school students, their physical strength is far above the average person. As a result, basic training in the judo department, which has a fixed time and method of training, cannot discharge physical strength to this extent.

It's not like we're staying in a camp where we're training all day long.

"As expected, it's a good thing because it's an advanced country. Well, by the way...…."

Coach Park Sang-mook's face darkened. It was dark in front of me to massage more than fifty children.

Shin Sung-il kicked his tongue.

"They'll get used to it in a month or two. Please."

I'd like to hire a professional massage company, but I don't have enough budget.

"Tsk. Okay. Then I'll prepare a massage for the kids."

"Yeah, you know I trust Coach Park, right? I can't wait to stay with you!"

Park Sang-mook, who looked at Jong-hyuk disapprovingly, turned inward, and the members followed the gaze and narrowed their eyes.

A lump crawling silently, twitching its hips.

It was Jong-hyuk.

You're supposed to do this in the dorms?’

"Get him."

"……you're dead."

Judo crews began to crawl towards Jong-hyuk.

"Ack! Ack!"

A fluttering sound rang of induction.

Whoosh.

The wind from somewhere surrounds Jong-hyuk.

It feels like I'm warming up after getting hit evenly except for the precious parts.

"It's summer now."

On a night when the sun is completely down, the wind is still hot even though it is still in mid-July.

"It's going to be hot this summer."

Maybe because I was under the air conditioner just now, I feel hotter. It's the same hot with or without air conditioning when you work out.

Recalling the cool breeze of the air conditioner that no rich man could dare to take, Jong-hyuk sighed.

"Mom, it must be hard."

asphalt burning in the blazing sun

I was worried about the health of my mother, Go Jung-sook, who sat in front of the fire.

'I wish I had a portable air conditioner.’

"I'm gonna get you a store or something, Won."

To do so, investment must be successful.

I hope the IMF will not come when I think of the people, but it is not a disaster that can be prevented just because individuals go crazy.

And it's already late.

It was better to take advantage than to do so. within the legal limits

For my mother.

To escape this poverty.

However, the person who would have a hard time must be concerned because he is a public official.

"It's complicated."

"Ouch!"

"Huh?!"

Jong-hyuk suddenly turned his head in surprise at someone putting his weight on his neck.

"Claim."

Captain Seol Dong-ik.

He is a high school athlete who always wins medals in competitions.

As he is a senior, he is currently sending love calls to Yongin University and other sports universities.

Even though he has chestnut hair, his good looks are impressive.

"What's complicated?"

"Ha ha. I'm worried about what to eat for dinner."

Seol Dong-ik narrowed his eyes because it was so obvious that he was surrounded roughly.

"…Well done. Thank you for translating everything before we stayed together."

This is an opportunity for the "Joint!" judo team to legally leave Seoul.

The average student is on a picnic. It's a school trip, a retreat, and at least twice a year, they leave Seoul, but the judo department can only leave Seoul by staying together.

After the mid-term exam in May, all the other students went on a school trip, and Jong-hyuk clenched his fist, recalling the day of judo with sweaty men.

I was already looking forward to it because it was my first joint training since I went to high school.

Where should I go? Mountain? Ocean?

Where the air conditioner is.

I hoped so.

Throw!

A heavy fist hit Jong-hyuk in the chest.

" Jong-hyuk아."

"Yes, captain."

"I've sacrificed my life for the sake of wealth, and now I only care about you. No matter what they say, no matter who walks."

It was quite significant.

"……."

"I hope to be regular in this stay. I'm coming."

Jong-hyuk squinted at Seol Dong-ik's wide back as he moved away.

regular

An elite member who can participate in major competitions such as the National Sports Festival, the presidential flag, the blue fan, and the general flag.

Such regulars are set in summer and winter quarters.

"Yeah, you have to be regular before you get a medal."

I've been so busy lately that I forgot.

Of the 50 judo members, only five regulars are available.

Five backup members are also selected just in case, but that's not enough.

Crunch!

"I'm gonna have to work out hard."

After warming up, Jong-hyuk lightly stamped his feet.

Running home.

Jong-hyuk's body and mind are on standby.

* * *

Time flew by quickly until the vacation.

"Don't worry, Seong-oh's mother. Seong-oh is a sophomore now, so he needs to be regular."

I trust you, Coach Park. This time at my father's house...….

"Oh, my God, what do you mean?"

Park Sang-mook, who hung up while talking more, saw Jong-hyuk hanging in front of the bus far away.

"He's the biggest problem."

But I'm a freshman.

He was good at foreign languages, and he turned the school upside down, but he was only 17 years old.

It translates taping methods, etc., but that's a separate. There was no problem.

Ring! Ring!

"Yes, Gyeongju mother!"

Accommodation for regular selection.

More than 50 mothers' skirts blew.

Meanwhile, Jong-hyuk was talking to his mother, Ko Jung-sook, on his phone near the bus.

Anycall Digital that Kwon Ahyoung bought for fast communication.

To Ko Jung-sook, he made an excuse that he would pay for two cars and even a fee as gifts for high-value investors.

Are you sure you want to go to school?

"Don't. Don't come."

My son's a detective. Does that make sense?’

"Don't you trust your son?"

You have to be trustworthy. If you make another accident like last time, you'll die.

"I'm going to remote areas like mountains and seas, so what about accidents? Hang up. Turn the fan around and buy it if the ice falls."

Don't get hurt. Eat well.

As many as a month. She was always worried about these accommodations.

"Mommy, too."

Don't be disappointed that you can't play the pot.

"Don't worry."

The call came back to Jong-hyuk, who hung up.

It's me, Park Tae Kyu.

The story of making money.

Jong-hyuk smiled broadly.

"What's the situation like?"

Roar!

The bus is finally leaving.

I want to go, too! Me too!

After So-young and Su-ho's whining, the bus carrying Jong-hyuk left Seoul and headed for Gangwon-do.

A long, long time.

At one point, the blue bushes disappeared and the sea of indigo spread out.

"It's the sea!"

"Wow! The sea!"

It's the sea!

"Hey, it's been years since I've been here."

I'm busy catching criminals, so I don't have time to go to the sea. All I did was grill meat in the valley for friendship.

Jong-hyuk was little excited about the sea, which he had seen in almost a decade.

However, the bus that ran along the coastal road headed back to the mountain.

"No, why not!"

"Sir, I don't think this is the way!"

"It's noisy, guys! You're here to stay, to play?!"

He is still a teenager even though he is staying together to select regulars.

Their lips are sticking out.

The bus went into a training center with a shabby sign called Cheonghae Training Center.

"Come on, get off! Get off!"

The children who got off the bus were stretching and breathing cool air.

"Oh, big!"

"The accommodation looks good, too!"

There are as many facilities as gymnasiums, and the exterior of the accommodation on the third floor looks as good as youth hostels. There were three such buildings, and the playground was as wide as the track.

It was like a training center built for athletes.

"What are you doing? Get your things out of here!"

Jong-hyuk ran quickly and took out the luggage in the bus compartment.

Clothes and underwear for the next month. Some snacks.

It was that moment.

Roar

"Hm?"

A bus is coming in.

The bus standing in front of the next accommodation building.

Oh, the eyes of the children who thought it was a different school soon became round.

"LOL."

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho.

Even though it's quite a distance away, the scent of flowers seems to be flying. I can't breathe even though I'm wearing a gym suit.

"Huh?"

"Uh-huh?"

It's a girls' school.

It was not long before their eyes met, and time stopped.

And Shin Sung-il grabbed his forehead.

What's comforting is that there is Jong-hyuk over there carrying his luggage without even giving him a glance.

"You bastards!"

"Dongil High School Judo Club!"

"Yes!"

A reflexive answer.

Whether it's a girl's school or something, Jong-hyuk, who was busy thinking about moving her luggage and looking around, also stopped.

forest bathing in the woods Maybe I could even go to the sea. Only the first day is a break, so we can play only today is today.

I was in a hurry.

But Shin Sung-il pointed beyond the playground.

"Run down the road to the beach! First come, first served!

"……?"

"Oh, my God!"

Jong-hyuk flung himself away, taking off his bag, and soon other members of his crew were stunned.

That's how Dongil High School's judo team began to join.

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