When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 690 Baseball

Soon, the half-hour break was over.

Each staff member returned to his or her own job post.

Lee Chang-dong came to the director's monitor and said, "Let's start."

……

Double doorway.

Late at night, evening self-study ended.

Sun Woo walked slowly in the alley, but the expression on his face looked like someone owed him five million.

I felt even more upset after the conversation with Li Renyong.

Before I knew it, I arrived at Aze's house.

His shop just closed.

Phoenix Hall was locking the door, wearing brown clothes, as if he was about to go out.

Sunwoo bowed and said, "Good evening, uncle."

Fenghuangtang smiled and said, "Just got back?"

Sunwoo said, "Yes, Pearl is having a good time."

Fenghuangtang smiled: "You play well with me, our level is about the same."

He has great kindness towards Sun Woo, after all, he likes his mother.

Now Zhenzhu is willing to play with him, but Shanyu is so old that it is difficult to deal with him.

The love between middle-aged men and women is very complicated, and the opinions of their children must be considered.

Therefore, every time he sees Sun Woo, he releases kindness.

He has always been a bear, but now he can make jokes.

A smile appeared on Sunwoo's face: "Thank you, uncle."

Fenghuangtang said, "It's cold, go back quickly, your mother is waiting for you."

Sunwoo bowed again and said, "Okay, bye."

He didn't ask where Fenghuangtang was going so late, nor did he want to ask.

As a younger neighbor, I just say hello to my elders when I meet them.

When Shanyu left, Fenghuangtang stood there, silently watching his back.

When she got home, little Pearl held up her paintbrush and shouted, "Brother, paint."

Jin Shanying came out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "Son, are you home from school? Are you hungry? Mommy will cook for you?"

Sunwoo picked up little Pearl and said, "I'm not hungry, don't do it."

Then, after playing with little Pearl for a while, he returned to the bedroom.

Putting down his schoolbag, he sighed as he thought about his mother and Phoenix Hall.

When my eyes fell on the baseball glove and baseball, I couldn't help but pick them up and play with them.

He likes baseball.

In the alley, there are only three people who like baseball.

Sung Dong-il, Yu-hui, and Sun-woo.

However, if we were to say who is the best at baseball, it would still be Sun Woo.

He has a baseball signed by Park Cheol-soon at home.

That was in 82, when OB won the championship, and it was given to me as a gift.

That year, Sung Won-joong took Sun-woo to watch a baseball game.

Both of them like playing baseball.

However, Aze also has a baseball at home.

Li Renyong had always suspected that Fenghuangtang was very good at baseball, but he had never seen him play.

Sun-woo put on a baseball glove and kept throwing the baseball into his palm.

His eyes were dull, and he was obviously thinking about something.

One wasn't paying attention and the baseball was not caught and rolled to the side.

Just then, a figure appeared in front of him.

"father!"

In front of Shanyu, the air seemed to suddenly freeze and everything became unreal.

At the boundary between blur and clarity, Cheng Yuanzhong appeared.

His face was still so gentle, and his eyes were filled with endless love and care.

My father’s figure seemed to come from distant memories, traveling through the long river of time.

Sunwoo was stunned.

Then he picked up the baseball and sat aside.

Many people think this is schizophrenia, but it is not.

Most people have a kind of delusion, for example, when they were young, they wanted to leave home, become a monk, and travel around the world.

For example, the fat otaku in the second dimension always imagines that there is a 1.5-meter-tall little loli with blonde hair and twin ponytails around him.

"This was given to me by Park Cheol-soon when BO won the championship in 82. Do you remember?"

Cheng Yuanzhong still smiled gently and said, "Of course, I gave it to you. I remember you were so happy that you jumped up and down. I still remember it vividly."

Sunwoo said, "My friends only like football, but I still prefer baseball, and I haven't done pitching and catching training for a long time."

Sung Won-joong said, "Is the frosty-faced little Jung-hwan okay?"

Sunwoo said: "Fortunately, I can see your smile recently, instead of having a sullen face all the time."

"How's the new family doing?"

"Ayong has become a screenwriter, and Aunt Huili has opened several stores."

At this moment, Jin Shanying shouted from outside the door: "Sunyu, mom made pumpkin pie, come out for a moment."

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Yuanzhong's figure disappeared.

Sunwoo put his baseball glove on the ground and shouted, “Got it.”

When he came to the living room, he picked up the pumpkin pie, took a bite and said, "It's delicious."

In fact, it tastes quite salty.

Jin Shanying smiled and said, "Eat more."

……

Jung-hwan's home.

Jung-hwan sat at his desk, flipping through his textbook, absent-minded.

There were pink shirts folded together on the bed.

I don’t know if Deok-sun noticed that he had already put it on.

Thinking of the smile on Deok-sun's face when she saw him wearing the shirt she bought for him, she couldn't help but smile.

This is what being introverted and reserved is all about.

If you want others to know, why not just say it openly?

Just then, Zhengfeng pushed the door open and walked in with a plate of sliced apples.

"Junghwan, have some apples. I just bought them today."

The smile on Jung-hwan's face immediately disappeared, turning into a cold and frosty expression.

"Well, put it here."

Zhengfeng turned his head and looked at the pink shirt on the bed: "Is this freshly washed? I haven't seen you wear it before. Is it a color you don't like? This is my brother's favorite color. I dare to ask if you can give it to me."

Jung Hwan stares at him, then puts the plate of apples in his hands and pushes Jung Bong out.

No words were spoken the whole time.

I wore this dress when I went out in the morning.

When I got home, I washed it immediately, ironed it and put it aside.

Can he give away the clothes that Deok-sun gave him to others casually?

Zhengfeng was still talking outside the door: "Brother really likes it."

Junghwan didn't want to pay attention to him. Now his mind was full of Deok-sun. He wondered what she was doing?
He looked at the time. Usually at this time, people would come up to study together.

……

Chungmuro, film crew.

It was almost twelve o'clock and Li Renyong was ready to go home.

Everyone understands, after all, they have to go to school tomorrow.

He is gone, but the filming continues.

Time is running out, and both the staff and actors understand this.

Overtime work is commonplace.

After leaving the crew, Li Renyong stood on the roadside and waited for a taxi.

At this time, there are few people and cars on the street.

Li Renyong prepared to walk while waiting for the bus.

It’s really troublesome without a mobile phone.

The shadow lengthened under the dim street lights, and looked a little lonely when viewed from behind.