Chapter 44: Backing (5)
“Thank you for your hard work, Doctor.”
“Thank you for your efforts.”
As the broadcast ended, Min-ji and Tae-young offered their greetings. Tae-young, in particular, approached Jun-hoo and even asked for a handshake.
A courteous attitude that was 180 degrees different from the beginning.
It seemed he had acknowledged Jun-hoo after witnessing his dance skills on the spot.
“Are you really not an actual surgeon with dancing as a hobby? You dance so well!”
“Hahaha. I might have been lucky enough to be born with some talent.”
“The zero-gravity dance was already unbelievable, but the dance you showed in the second round was fantastic.”
Tae-young said with admiration.
The highly anticipated dance battle’s second round was a freestyle performance.
Contestants were to dance however they wanted for 1-3 minutes.
Jun-hoo’s choice was a sword dance.
He found a traditional Korean outfit in the prop room and put it on. Holding a toy sword, he performed the first to fourth forms of the Azure Wind Sword Technique.
Perhaps it was because he came from the Murim world [a world of martial arts heroes], but he had consistently felt a thirst for the sword even in modern times.
-This is crazy. He looks like the main character in a martial arts movie.
-Eye candy for sure. I’m a winner for seeing this live!!!!!
The reaction to the sword dance was explosive.
Min-ji, Tae-young, the crew, and the viewers were all captivated by Jun-hoo as if possessed by a ghost.
Praise poured in.
Everyone was in shock.
And they fell into a frenzy of excitement.
The result was as natural as could be.
Even in the Murim world, it was difficult to witness the sword techniques of a supreme master who had reached the Harmonious Realm.
How much more so in modern times?
Thanks to the sword dance, Jun-hoo crushed Tae-young even in the second round.
The third round was no different.
No matter how much of a top-notch dancer Tae-young was, it was useless.
Jun-hoo possessed the strongest physique in human history and the unbelievable power of inner energy.
Tae-young was no match from the start.
“I don’t think I can ask for any other favors. Could you just teach me the zero-gravity dance?”
“…….”
“I was so amazed that you performed it without special shoes or equipment.”
Tae-young asked with sparkling eyes, and Jun-hoo was at a loss.
There was no way he could teach the Thousand-Kilogram Drop and the Inner Energy Cultivation Method + Absorption Art.
“I’m sorry, but that’s a bit difficult. It’s only possible because of my unique physique.”
“What kind of physique do you have?”
“My ankle joints are very flexible. So ordinary people can’t handle it.”
“That’s too bad.”
Seeing Tae-young’s disappointment, Jun-hoo was relieved.
It was a pretty good explanation for an impromptu excuse.
“Doctor. Our staff has tallied up the Super Chat [monetary donations made during a live stream] and donation amounts for today.”
“Oh, already?”
Jun-hoo perked up his ears.
In money-grubber mode, stories related to money were the most interesting.
“We’ve received the most support since we started live broadcasting. It reached a whopping 8 million won [approximately $6,000 USD].”
“That’s a lot.”
“Jun-hoo’s subscribers who couldn’t watch his morning live broadcast gave a lot of donations.”
Min-ji said with a smile.
“We’ll send it to you within three days, excluding the fees. Including the 5 million won [approximately $3,750 USD] victory bonus.”
“There’s no need to rush. You’re giving me the Super Chat amount before I’ve even received the settlement.”
“It’s money we’re going to give you anyway. What’s the difference?”
“We’ve built up a friendship like this, so let’s film collaboration videos often in the future.”
“We’d be more than happy to.”
The small talk soon came to an end.
Jun-hoo said goodbye to Min-ji and Tae-young and left the building.
A full moon hung in the dark sky.
A cool breeze caressed Jun-hoo’s face and departed.
Chirp~ Chirp~ Chirp~
The clear chirping of crickets could be heard from a nearby park.
A perfect night in every way.
The collaboration with Nice Dancing TV ended successfully.
He secured a generous amount of sponsorship money.
And he flattened the noses of Jun-hoo’s haters, those who claimed that the dance videos uploaded to his NewTube channel were fake.
That wasn’t all.
If Nice Dancing TV’s subscribers became interested in Jun-hoo’s channel and visited it, the NewTube channel could grow even larger.
In other words, from Jun-hoo’s perspective, the collaboration broadcast had achieved a triple win.
The preparations are all done.
Now, all that’s left is the most important surgery.
Well, no matter how much sponsorship money I have, it’s all for nothing if the surgery fails.
Until the surgery, I need to study hard.
And bring the sensation in my hands to its peak.
“Jun-hoo, you were really cool when you were dancing.”
“If I’m Ah-young’s boyfriend, I have to do at least that much.”
“I don’t think there’s another boyfriend like you in the world.”
“There’s no girlfriend like you either, Ah-young.”
Jun-hoo gently took Ah-young’s hand as she walked beside him.
Ah-young’s kindness and consideration were by no means inferior to the martial arts and inner energy that Jun-hoo possessed.
When he heard the news of Sung-ho, his colleague and friend, being brain dead.
It wasn’t martial arts or inner energy that lifted Jun-hoo up.
It was Ah-young.
“You must be tired from standing for over an hour. Let’s take a taxi on the way back.”
“Okay.”
As Jun-hoo took out his phone to activate the taxi app, Ah-young changed the subject.
“How am I saved in your contacts? I’m suddenly curious.”
“Want me to show you?”
Jun-hoo showed Ah-young his phone’s address book. Ah-young’s name, saved after his parents, was like this:
Ah-young♡
“I’m glad, at least. I thought you would have saved me with my full name, without any affection.”
“Hahaha. Really?”
Jun-hoo answered, sweating profusely.
In fact, it hadn’t even been a week since he added the heart to Ah-young’s name.
Originally, Jun-hoo had saved Ah-young as ‘Ah-youngie.’
He was somehow embarrassed to use a pet name.
-Hey, if you want to live, put a heart after her name. If Ah-young finds out later, she’ll be furious?
Then, Kyung-soo happened to see Jun-hoo’s address book and gave him advice.
Jun-hoo followed the advice.
As a result, he was able to prevent a disaster (?) from happening today.
“But that’s not enough for me. Want to see my phone?”
Ah-young held out her phone’s address book to Jun-hoo. Jun-hoo’s saved name was ‘My Love♥.’
“It has to be at least this much.”
“Then should I put a heart on my love too?”
“It’s no fun if it’s the same, right? I’ll change it for you myself. I have something in mind.”
Ah-young smiled and snatched Jun-hoo’s phone.
The newly saved name of Ah-young was as follows:
My Baby♥
* * *
“Sigh, I still can’t believe it. I really lost. A complete defeat, a complete defeat.”
Tae-young sighed deeply and sat on a chair in the practice room.
The staff was busily tidying up the broadcast setup.
Min-ji was beside Tae-young.
“I couldn’t have imagined this either. I was thinking that even if you only followed Jun-hoo by about 50 percent, people would say he’s amazing.”
“How was the reaction in the chat? I couldn’t check because my mental state broke down in the middle.”
“Don’t worry. No one was criticizing you. Most of the reactions were that Jun-hoo is on another level.”
“Ugh. I’m so embarrassed. I’ve been dancing for over 10 years, but I got beaten by a surgeon…….”
Tae-young ruffled his hair with both hands.
His hair became a mess like a bird’s nest.
During the live broadcast.
Tae-young experienced a truly intense emotional roller coaster.
At first, he ignored and looked down on Jun-hoo.
Then, he gradually admired Jun-hoo.
For a moment, he envied and was jealous of him.
Finally, he felt admiration and respect.
There was no way to beat him, who memorized all the idol choreography in just 10 minutes, copied Michael Jackson’s zero-gravity dance without equipment, and performed a beautiful sword dance like modern dance with a prop sword.
“Forget it all and shake it off.”
“How can I? It’s obvious that it will be preserved in NewTube videos or on social media, right?”
“If you lost, there’s no one in Korea who can beat Jun-hoo. Me neither.”
“That’s a little comforting.”
Tae-young smiled weakly.
Even with Min-ji’s consolation, the aftereffects left by Jun-hoo were not easily healed.
A professional dancer lost to a surgeon in a dance battle?
And unilaterally?
He felt like he wouldn’t be able to hold his head up at the dancer crew meeting next week.
“If you’re really upset, should we arrange another session next month? Want to do a revenge content?”
“I can’t win even if I do it again. I felt the gap for sure.”
“The incarnation of competitiveness, Sung Tae-young, what’s wrong with you?”
“It’s because what can’t be done can’t be done. But…….”
Tae-young carefully changed the subject.
“You didn’t tell Jun-hoo about the battle content in advance, did you?”
“Hey! I told you no! Are you trying to make me look ridiculous! Do you want to see me flip my eyes?”
“Okay, I’m sorry. I’m just saying that because it’s so absurd.”
Tae-young whimpered as Min-ji became furious.
No one could stop Min-ji when her eyes flipped. How else would her nickname be ‘Eyeball Candy’?
“I checked our team’s social media, and the reaction is generally good. There were many stories that today’s content was fresh.”
“…….”
“We should do collaborations often in the future.”
“You know that it was all made with the blood I shed, right?”
“Of course. I know it. You must be feeling down, so let’s go eat meat.”
“I’m not in the mood to eat meat.”
“Don’t you know that when you’re feeling down, you should go eat meat? Stop talking and follow me!”
Min-ji forcibly pulled his arm, and Tae-young was dragged out of the building against his will.
But aside from everything else.
I really want to learn the zero-gravity dance…….
I wonder if there’s any way?
Tae-young kept lingering on the zero-gravity dance.
* * *
A few days later, at dawn.
Jun-hoo, who was on duty, was in the neurosurgery ward’s on-call room.
The on-call room was as quiet as a mouse.
Faint moonlight streamed in through the half-drawn gap in the curtains.
Jun-hoo was sitting cross-legged below the window.
He was operating the Azure Cloud Mind Method, which represented the Seo Clan.
The Azure Cloud Mind Method was an excellent mind method that was not inferior to the Nine Sects and Five Great Clans’ mind methods.
It was a mind method created by Seo Won-pyeong, the first patriarch, and Seo Won-pyeong was the first and last master in the Seo Clan to reach the Profound Realm.
Ssshhh.
Jun-hoo deeply inhaled the natural essence floating in the air.
He slowly circulated the absorbed natural essence through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and the Twelve Regular Meridians.
Hooo.
He exhaled the turbid energy accumulated in his body to the outside with a deep exhalation.
While focusing on the tonap method (breathing technique).
Jun-hoo recited the g訣 [core principles] of the Azure Cloud Mind Method in his mind.
As if going, and as if staying.
As if scattering, and as if gathering.
As if pure white and noble, or as if tainted with ink.
If you put clouds in your heart
your heart also becomes clouds.
Life and death and the changes of all things are all within this body.
There is no need to look far away.
The moment you open your eyes to the five senses, you will become a cloud.
The cloud will become you.
While reciting the Azure Cloud Mind Method’s g訣, which sounded like grasping at fleeting clouds.
“……!”
Jun-hoo was startled by the momentary change that occurred in his body.
For a moment, he felt as if his body was floating in the air.
It was a welcome sign.
He had heard from his Murim father that levitation was possible the moment he grasped the principle of the Azure Cloud Mind Method.
But perhaps his enlightenment was incomplete.
Even if he practiced the mind method further, he could not feel his body floating.
Still, it seems like I’m doing it right. Let’s not forget today’s feeling and remember it.
It wouldn’t be impossible to reach the Profound Realm either.
I’ll gain great enlightenment.
And save more patients.
Jun-hoo released his cross-legged position and got up from his seat.
He dusted off his dusty gown.
And stared at the calendar hanging on the wall.
Jun-hoo’s determined gaze lingered on the red circle drawn on today’s date.
The day of Jae-eun’s surgery, who was suffering from Moyamoya disease [a rare, progressive cerebrovascular disorder].
That day was today.