Real Man-Chapter 354:

Chapter 354

As he walked further in, the sound became louder.

Soon, he saw a sight that made him chuckle.

“Someone set up a golf practice range here.”

It was not just a joke. There was a green net that wrapped around the trees, like the ones in a golf practice range.

It was a large-scale project that required a lot of effort.

It was not just a net.

There was also a machine that dispensed golf balls, a basket full of balls, and a golf ball retriever.

There were golf clubs lined up on a board that was made next to the tree.

Someone had deliberately built an outdoor golf practice range here.

As he took a step closer, he saw the face of the man who was swinging the club.

It was Nam Hee-woong, the owner of the Chinese restaurant he had seen earlier.

Whish.

This time, he put too much force into it and the club missed the ball.

“Ha. I’ll be a laughingstock if I go to the field like this.”

Nam Hee-woong scratched his head in frustration.

But he still looked eager as he grabbed the club again.

He did not notice Yoo-hyun approaching him as he focused on the ball.

He finally gave up and put down the club.

That’s when Yoo-hyun cut in.

He was slightly tipsy and happy to see a golf club after a long time. It was an impulsive act.

“Can I try it once?”

“Wow.”

“Sorry if I startled you.”

Yoo-hyun followed with an apologetic smile.

Nam Hee-woong, who was shocked, snorted.

“Do you even know how to play golf?”

“Give me the club.”

Yoo-hyun calmly reached out his hand.

In this situation, one action was better than a hundred words.

Nam Hee-woong handed him the club with a doubtful expression.

But he added one more thing.

“That’s pretty heavy, you know.”

“It’s perfect.”

Yoo-hyun swung the club lightly for a moment and smiled.

Then he took his stance on the ground where he had made a platform.

He felt his chest open as he looked at the wide view.

He swung the club with ease, like water flowing.

His smooth movement followed by an accurate impact hit the ball hard.

Clang.

The ball flew out with a crisp sound.

Sway.

The net swayed as if it would tear, even though his movement was gentle.

“Huh.”

Nam Hee-woong’s mouth dropped open at that one swing.

Ching.

Yoo-hyun stepped on the button on the ground without paying attention to him.

Then a ball popped out of the machine and landed exactly where he wanted it.

The logo on the machine was faded, so it seemed like he had bought it from a golf practice range that was closing down.

Yoo-hyun got distracted for a moment and then lifted the club again.

He wanted to swing it again as he looked at the small white ball.

He put some strength into his lower body and hit it down hard.

It was a movement that he had repeated thousands, tens of thousands of times. There was no error in it.

The golf club that hit the ball cleanly came back to his back.

Whirl.

Yoo-hyun felt a slight vibration in his fingertips and smiled faintly.

He felt this sensation for the first time in a long time and it felt very fresh to him.

Then he suddenly tilted his head at a familiar feeling that came to him.

It was the same feeling that he had when he was spacing out earlier.

He did not think of anything at that moment either.

He just repeated the movement that he had done countless times before.

“…”

Nam Hee-woong cautiously approached Yoo-hyun who was lost in thought and asked him.

“Hey…”

“Just a second.”

Yoo-hyun reached out his hand to block the ball and then resumed his stance.

He started to swing.

Once.

Twice.

He focused on hitting the ball several times.

There was no room for any distractions in his mind.

His lips curled up slightly.

“Wow.”

Nam Hee-woong’s eyes widened like lanterns.

All the balls that Yoo-hyun hit hit the net cleanly.

He was speechless.

Yoo-hyun came to a conclusion after hitting the balls for a while.

Golf was better than fishing.

It was.

He preferred playing golf in the open air like this, rather than trying to empty his mind forcibly while fishing.

His thoughts vanished as he hit the ball.

It felt more like a mental refreshment.

Nam Hee-woong approached Yoo-hyun and offered his hand.

He was much more humble than he was in the Chinese restaurant.

“Hey, how about, can you teach me just once?”

Yoo-hyun gladly agreed.

“Sure. But can I use this for a bit?”

“Of course. As long as I can hit well.”

“It won’t be bad.”

“Please, I beg you.”

Yoo-hyun nodded as he saw Nam Hee-woong’s earnest expression.

They hit it off in an instant.

Yoo-hyun got straight to the point.

“First, hold the club.”

“Like this?”

“No. Your finger placement is wrong when you hold it. What you need to do is…”

It didn’t look like Nam Hee-woong had learned properly.

His form was stiff, indicating that he had some experience, but his basics were wrong.

If the foundation was not solid, no matter how high you piled up the stones, the dam would collapse.

Yoo-hyun taught him the basics again.

“And when you lift the club…”

“It feels awkward?”

“Relax a bit. Like this…”

He even grabbed his body and adjusted his posture.

Nam Hee-woong asked with a doubtful voice, as if the movement was too unnatural for him.

“Are you sure this is how you hit it? It feels like my body and the club are doing their own thing.”

“Just try it once and see. Don’t think of hitting the ball, think of tapping it.”

“Will this work?”

“It will. Try it.”

Yoo-hyun spoke confidently, but Nam Hee-woong tilted his head in doubt.

He still looked unconvinced.

“Just toss it lightly. And keep your eyes on the ball until the end.”

“Ugh.”

Yoo-hyun gestured again, and he swung the club without hesitation.

He tried to follow Yoo-hyun’s words at least.

But what was this?

Clang.

The ball that always flew sideways this time soared forward.

He hit it so easily that he barely felt any impact on his hand.

It felt too light.

But the power was not light at all.

“Wow. It really works.”

He was surprised and grabbed the club again.

But he put too much force into it again, and this time it flew in a different direction.

“I told you, you shouldn’t think of hitting the ball. You forced your body to turn, didn’t you?”

“Well. That’s true, but…”

Nam Hee-woong trailed off, feeling that Yoo-hyun had hit the nail on the head.

Yoo-hyun was about to add something, but he checked his watch on his wrist.

Quite some time had passed.

He thought it was time to wrap up, as the dinner might end soon.

“Let’s stop here.”

“Come on, teach me a little more. I can’t lose to the former boss of Seolreongtang again.”

“The people inside are waiting for us.”

“Just a moment. We only need more food and drinks, right?”

But Nam Hee-woong had a different idea.

He picked up his phone before Yoo-hyun could answer.

Then he spoke urgently to the staff inside the restaurant.

“Hey, Han-sik, bring a large tangsuyuk and two bottles of soju to the Hansung table. Make sure they eat it all as a service. Got it?”

He rushed in without caring about the front and back, reminding Yoo-hyun of Lim Jun-pyo, the vice president who used to push things forward like a bulldozer.

Yoo-hyun chuckled and Nam Hee-woong asked him cautiously after ending the call.

“Will this do?”

“Yes, I understand. Then please watch what I do for a moment. It will help you.”

Yoo-hyun nodded and picked up the 3-wood club that was leaning.

Then he swung it lightly.

Clang.

As always, it felt good to hit the ball in nature.

He felt his mind clear as he watched the net sway in the breeze.

“Wow…”

Nam Hee-woong exclaimed and Yoo-hyun added a few words.

“You’ll be able to do it soon.”

“Really? Just tell me anything. I’ll do whatever you want.”

Yoo-hyun looked at Nam Hee-woong’s desperate eyes and swung the club a few more times.

Yoo-hyun stayed in the forest behind the Chinese restaurant for a long time even after the dinner party was over that day.

From the next day on, Yoo-hyun’s lifestyle changed.

As soon as he finished his work, Yoo-hyun headed to the forest behind the Chinese restaurant.

The scenery was not much different from yesterday, but there were some changes.

First of all, the number of golf ranges increased from one to two.

He also brought in another machine that gave out golf balls. He didn’t know when he got it.

And there was another difference.

Yoo-hyun asked, looking at the blue outdoor table on the empty lot.

“Boss, what is this?”

Nam Hee-woong, who had been practicing since he came earlier, answered.

“Oh, I brought it here because I thought you had nowhere to sit.”

He smiled kindly and pointed to the sweet and sour pork on the table.

“Did you have dinner? Have some of this. I fried it myself with fresh oil.”

“Thank you. But this is too much.”

“Hey, just eat slowly. There’s alcohol too, so have a drink.”

“Why don’t you join me?”

“I have to practice. I don’t have time for that.”

Yoo-hyun sat on a plastic chair and ate the sweet and sour pork, leaving Nam Hee-woong behind.

The meat was thicker than what he had eaten yesterday, so it tasted better.

Clang.

While Yoo-hyun was enjoying his food, Nam Hee-woong swung his club endlessly.

Yoo-hyun had seen him practicing when he ran in the morning.

According to the employees, he lived here all day long, regardless of morning or afternoon.

In a word, he was a golf addict.

Yoo-hyun didn’t think his passion for one thing was so bad.

He wanted to say something more to him because he was so diligent.

“Boss, your center axis right now…”

“Is it like this?”

“Yes. And close your right foot a little more.”

Yoo-hyun didn’t just correct his posture.

He also taught him practical things that he could use on the field right away, using his experience.

Nam Hee-woong, who put down his club for a moment, listened to Yoo-hyun’s words.

“If you want to reduce your strokes on the field, it’s much more efficient to improve your approach accuracy than to increase your distance.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“It means that you should practice more with short irons than with drivers. I noticed that you never swing with short irons.”

“That’s because they don’t go far.”

“Just trust me and try it once.”

As soon as Yoo-hyun said that, Nam Hee-woong changed his club.

He trusted Yoo-hyun’s words completely, as he could see that he was improving every time he followed his advice.

Yoo-hyun also swung his club at another spot that was set up after finishing his meal.

Clang. Clang.

The two men made the net shake without a break as they hit the balls.

It was the same the next day, and the day after that.

From sweet and sour pork to kung pao chicken, from kung pao chicken to eight-treasure dish.

The dishes changed, but the two men kept hitting golf balls late into the night.

It was one evening when Yu Hyun was playing golf.

Lee Young-nam, the manager who sat on the sofa in the goshiwon, and Bae Yong-hwan listened to Bae Yong-seok’s words.

Bae Yong-seok was babbling about a story he heard from a Chinese restaurant delivery man a few days ago.

“Manager Han plays golf with the owner of the Chinese restaurant every day on the back mountain…”

Bae Yong-hwan immediately expressed his concern after hearing the explanation.

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