Training is still daily training, but the atmosphere and mentality have changed quietly.
Originally, Li Zhe thought that the main reason was because of the halo effect of being a "Grand Slam Champion"——
After all, even Gawain, a Grand Slam champion, has set an example. He is so focused and devoted that he started training as soon as the plane landed. How could they be lazy?
The arrogance was inspired, and then he devoted himself to training wholeheartedly.
But gradually, gradually, Li Zhe realized that there was more to it than that.
He could deeply feel Gawain's enthusiasm and concentration radiating from the inside out, and the happiness was almost overflowing.
However, how can training be happy? Daily training is boring, tedious, hard, and can even be said to be a kind of torture.
The key is here. The training is still hard, but Gawain is completely immersed in it, and a sense of satisfaction and burning gradually fills his chest.
That positive, bright and positive emotion quietly infected everyone present, and they couldn't help but become completely immersed in it.
Perhaps, this is a kind of leadership quality.
call.
Li Zhe adjusted his breathing slightly, dragged his heavy steps, and seemed to have dug out energy from the depths of his Dantian, and his speed increased again.
Run! Run! Run at full speed!
The wind roared, and my fingertips seemed to be able to catch traces of their flow, and my body became lighter, and then I ran faster and faster.
So pure and so simple, this feeling has really been absent for a long time.
Fifty laps.
After stumbling, Li Zhe finally completed the "unnecessary" training, but he did not regret it at all and smiled widely.
Huchihuchi.
Li Zhe gasped for air, a smile followed the upturned corners of his mouth and found Wu Di lying on the ground with a large font.
"What's up with him?"
Li Zhe turned to ask Zhang Ze, because Zhang Ze was the player closest to them and should know the specific situation best.
Zhang Ze was also out of breath, but he still answered.
"Trapped."
Li Zhe: ...Surprise! Wu Di, was actually trapped? No way?
Then, Zhang Ze raised his right hand again and made a scissors gesture.
What's the meaning?
Li Zhe blinked his eyes, "No way, the quilt is wrapped twice?"
Zhang Ze showed a big smile and said, "No, just a little bit closer, almost a circle and a half."
Li Zhe's mouth can fit an egg.
At the last moment, Gao Wen speeded up, broke out in an instant, and started sprinting. Although Wu Di also tried to keep up, the shortcomings in explosive power limited the acceleration. The gap widened and the speed became faster and faster. Gao Wen almost sprinted the entire distance.
I finished the last four laps with great posture, and I was exhausted all the way.
Wu Di refused to admit defeat and tried to keep up with Gawain. The whole rhythm was passively involved in Gawain's mode, and his cadence and steps were all disrupted. In the final stage, he ran more and more chaotically, and the more he ran, the more tired he became, and his breathing became disordered. The more he wanted to speed up,
The more intense the consumption, the more Gawain can only watch helplessly.
Gritting his teeth and completing the sprint, his knees could hardly stand, his calves trembled, and he fell to the ground softly.
Extremely embarrassed.
Zhang Ze was also trapped twice and a half.
But Zhang Ze didn't mind. He spread his hands with a smile on his face as if to say:
See, I told you so.
Gao Wen came towards him with a slight smile on his face, stretched out his right hand towards Wu Di, pulled Wu Di up, and supported Wu Di to walk slowly for a few steps.
No matter how tired or painful you are, you still need to slowly ease your cardiopulmonary function, otherwise you will be even more uncomfortable later.
Wu Di looked at the people next to him and shook his head repeatedly. He couldn't say a word and just kept breathing.
Gawain standing next to him was in sharp contrast. Although he was sweating profusely, he still seemed to have some energy left, his eyes were bright, his expression was relaxed, and he didn't look exhausted at all. His light footsteps seemed to have no problem running fifty laps more.
He met Li Zhe's gaze.
"mind!"
"Actually, just like a marathon, once you enter the variable speed mode, it's a battle of minds. The fight for speed control is not a pure competition between physical strength and speed."
"The main reason is that I caught you off guard. You were not prepared for the fifty lap distance, so naturally you did not plan well."
Gawain was not complacent, he still maintained his rationality and calmness, and the "trap" was not as exaggerated as it seemed -
If it were a pure test of physical fitness, the gap would be more than that.
But Li Zhe couldn't laugh, and kept a straight face, "So, are you mocking us for having no brains?"
Gao Wen:……
Li Zhe looked at Gao Wen's stagnant expression for half a second, and suddenly laughed brightly, "Haha, did I scare you? I won the victory!"
Gawain burst into laughter and raised his hands to express surrender.
Li Zhe thought of another thing and stopped joking, "Gao Wen, what do you think is the gap between us and the world level?"
Such a huge and complex subject?
Gawain was very surprised, and he did not hide his surprise. He did not think that he had reached the level of being able to "point the country."
Li Zhe laughed, and he could see Gawain's confusion at a glance, and then explained, "Don't think too complicated, it's just our private discussion."
"As you just said, we expected that physical training might not be as good as yours, but without comparison there is no gap. We didn't expect the gap to be so big, so I'm just a little curious."
Li Zhe can also understand Gao Wen's hesitation——
The friendship is shallow and the affection is deep.
After all, they have just met; and the system of domestic competitive sports is... It's hard to describe in one word. Every top athlete needs to face complex situations.
It is obviously unrealistic to rashly ask Gao Wen to give guidance here, and then change the entire system with just one or two sentences.
"The team leader and coach are not here, so we are just chatting in private."
Li Zhe explained again.
Like them, the coach thought that Gao Wen would only come in the afternoon, and there would be some basic warm-up training in the morning, so Li Zhe was responsible for leading the team. They did not attend, but were thinking about the formation of the team competition:
How to make good use of Gao Wen is obviously a topic.
There was a hint of sincerity in Li Zhe's expression.
"I have been playing basketball all my life, but I have never reached a higher stage. Now this group of young people behind me have a chance. Ah Ze even won a game in Melbourne."
"I think maybe we can have more possibilities in the future."
In Li Zhe's eyes, Gao Wen could see sincerity and love. He truly loved tennis and the court beneath his feet.
Gawain does not think that he has the ability to guide others. After all, he himself is still learning, making progress and working hard, let alone giving opinions on the entire training system?
But maybe, he can express his experience and opinions, just like training with Zhang Ze at Melbourne Park at the beginning of the year.
Gao Wen, like Li Zhe, sincerely hopes that more and more rookies will emerge on the Chinese mainland, allowing tennis to shine in this land.
He, he, and they are not alone in chasing their dreams and fighting hard in the arena.