Zhang Ze felt dizzy, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, and the whole world began to spin rapidly.
How did all this happen?
Then, Zhang Ze could see the mineral water handed to him, brand new and just unscrewed; there was also a pair of eyes full of worry and concern, not noticing his embarrassment at all, but asking eagerly.
"Are you okay? Do you need help from a doctor?"
"Need to sit down and catch your breath?"
Zhang Ze still had no sense of reality. He just felt that there was a chaos of war and his head was about to explode. But he didn't know how to judge whether the scene in front of him was true or false. He could only wave his hands subconsciously.
"No...it's okay, it's okay."
He hurriedly took the mineral water, took a big sip, and finally regained his breath. However, when he looked at the figure in front of him, his mind was filled with confusion, and his eyesight drifted nervously, lightly passing by the figure in front of him.
, but quickly jumped over, pretending that nothing happened.
"Gao...Gawain, why are you here?"
Standing in front of him was Gawain, accompanied by Peart.
So, it’s really Gawain!
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ze wanted to bite off his tongue. He was so rude. He spoke as if he disliked Gawain's presence here.
"No, I mean, hello, I'm Gao Wen, no, I'm Zhang Ze, Gao... I'm glad to meet you. I welcome you, but I'm just a little surprised."
Confused and incoherent.
Normally, Zhang Ze is definitely not like this, but today everything happened too suddenly, and he was not mentally prepared at all. He was simply killed and thrown away. Now it is too late to save some face.
Zhang Ze opened his mouth slightly, his face full of embarrassment. He had no idea what he had just said. The operation of the brain and the language system are two completely different things.
Gawain, however, looked down-to-earth and generous, with a faint smile in his eyes, and said matter-of-factly, "Aren't you looking for a sparring partner? I came here on a special trip."
Grand Slam champion as his own sparring partner?
Zhang Ze's legs were a little weak, and he subconsciously drank a large sip of mineral water again, and then regained some composure, but his heart was still beating wildly, "But, didn't you just finish the game?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, congratulations on winning." Zhang Ze scratched his head cautiously, then realized that his attitude and words might cause unnecessary misunderstandings, so he quickly explained, "I didn't mean to dislike your appearance.
Welcome, I really welcome you."
But he just said a few words over and over again. He was stupid and didn't know what to say. He obviously wanted to explain himself, but he didn't know how to explain it at all. Then as he spoke, his voice slowly dropped.
Gawain laughed heartily, "Thank you."
Confident, calm, sincere and straightforward.
It is completely different from the humility and low-keyness in the Eastern cultural tradition, but it does not make people feel proud or hypocritical at all. Instead, it is an upright and free and easy attitude, which gradually fits in with the impression in the rumors, and it is well-deserved.
Gawain's attitude allowed Zhang Ze to regain some composure, and the smile returned to the corners of his mouth, but he was still a little reserved. Then he could hear Gawain explain in a calm and generous manner.
"Yes, the game has just ended, but the amount of training today is still not enough, so I made a special trip here to practice more."
"However, I haven't found a suitable partner. There don't seem to be many players insisting on training at this time. Then I saw your name at the signing place."
"I thought, OK, I'm not the only weirdo thinking about training. Just right."
"I hope I can still catch up. You haven't found a training partner yet, right?"
Crackling, Gawain said a lot of words. It can be seen that the game has just ended. His whole body is active, his expression and demeanor are relaxed, his words seem to be more active and brighter than usual, and his whole body is filled with energy.
A gorgeous color that makes people feel warm.
Zhang Ze was still a little dull and nodded blankly, not knowing how to answer the question.
Gawain immediately laughed.
"If Zhang Shuai and others describe me as a ferocious devil with horns on my head, then I must protest. In fact, I don't have horns."
The lifelike and vivid expression made Zhang Ze laugh in an instant——
Gawain did not deny the devil's part.
However, Zhang Ze's thinking speed couldn't keep up, and his attention still stayed on the previous part. During the hesitation, the words were already murmured out.
"But don't you have your own sparring partner? Then why do you still..."
As I talked, I lost confidence.
Although Zhang Ze didn't finish what he said, Gao Wen was able to understand the rest of the words, and he didn't hide it and just burst into a bright smile.
"Because of you."
A simple sentence, frank and straightforward, but Zhang Ze was stunned and did not understand what Gowen said.
"Because I saw your name, and then I realized that at this moment, there is another person who is also training, and he is also a compatriot."
"Because all along, we have been watching your name struggle and run, and then we have worked hard to catch up with you."
"Because I want to make sure that I am not fighting alone. In front of me, beside me and behind me, there are thousands of friends who have the same dreams as me."
Simple, light, yet impactful.
After a short pause, Gawain continued.
"Tennis is a very lonely sport. We are the only ones standing on the court fighting, and even our opponents are separated by the Pacific Ocean."
Zhang Ze couldn't help but move slightly, it turned out that he was not the only one who thought this way, and then he felt a little more relaxed because of Gawain's joking tone.
"But whenever I feel tired and sleepy, I will go back to the training ground, feel the ground with the soles of my feet, feel the tennis ball with my hands, and then run here and hit the ball, and everything will return to simplicity and purity.
, reminds me why I started to like sports in the first place.”
"Actually, I have never been alone, because on the road to chasing my dreams, I am not the only one. In front of me, there are warriors cutting through the waves; beside me, there are comrades fighting side by side; behind me, there are hopes that spark a prairie fire."
"We never walk alone."
One word, one sentence.
Plain and sincere, yet as heavy as a stone.
Pressing heavily on Zhang Ze's shoulders, Gawain's eyes were burning with enthusiasm and passion. They were so determined and so bright. Every word hit his defense line accurately, making Zhang Ze feel a little embarrassed——
He had almost forgotten that he was once full of vigor, bravery and fearlessness, and just relying on his blood, he ran like this.
But they didn't expect that as time went by, their courage slowly disappeared as they grew up, and then they became more and more timid, mellow, and... cunning, and lost themselves.
In fact, he was never alone on the road to chasing his dreams. There was Wu Di, Wang Qiang, and Zhang Shuai. They all grew up together; and now, another person has been added to the mix.
A person who uses courage and enthusiasm, passion and fighting spirit to create miracles and transform dreams into reality.
Zhang Ze's chest swelled up, filled with warmth and courage.
