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Chapter 1136 Shame Label

Chapter 1136 Shame Label

"ah!"

what happened?

"ah!"

Grass! Grass! Grass!

"Ahhh!"

Zverev finally let it out, roaring at his team members in the player box, releasing all his anger and depression.

Frustrated.

I'm so frustrated, so frustrated, so frustrated. I can't describe or vent that feeling. It's useless to yell and scream. My chest is burning.

No matter how much I think about it, I still can’t figure it out!

From a "40:0" lead in the first game, the situation was great; by the end of the game, he was "0:3" behind, and even had his head shaved in his second service game.

What exactly happened in this process?

Actually, the truth is very simple:

Haste makes waste, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, that's all.

If little Zverev could calm down, remain objective, and carefully recall the first meeting between him and Gawain, the answer would come out.

It was like this last time, and it is like this this time, everything is familiar, like a mirror image. Time has passed, but little Zverev has not changed at all.

Even though I have grown, my growth is still not enough.

Little Zverev doesn't need a panacea at all. All he needs to do is calm down, put aside personal grudges and off-court troubles for the time being, stay focused, and play point by point.

This is enough.

Regardless of victory or defeat, after all, little Zverev has not fully grown up yet, while Gao Wen has completely transformed in just six months; but at least, one thing is certain:

Broken eggs are 100% no problem.

There is another thing, breaking the "maximum consumption" should be no problem.

As long as these two things are solved, little Zverev will be able to get rid of his inner demons, stand firm, become more courageous as he fights, and then start a real showdown with Gawain.

At that time, the outcome will still be decided.

"Number one in the world in the future" is not an empty talk, because little Zverev's ability and talent have indeed shown the potential of a top player.

However, tennis is never that simple, and is it more than just tennis? In all competitive sports, the power of spiritual will plays an important role.

On paper, it seems very simple to control tension, clear your mind, and stay calm; after entering into actual combat, you will soon realize that the mental battle is even more intense and difficult than the physical and technical battle.

to a whole new level.

Zverev kept telling himself not to look at that guy, not to look at that guy, but in the end he still couldn't control himself.

He raised his head and took a quick glance, and then little Zverev saw Gawain——

He is wiping sweat.

Gawain was wiping sweat with his wristband, carefully wiping the sweat from his forehead and philtrum.

He! Actually! is! wiping sweat!

but!

The problem is that in the game just now, which took less than two minutes, Gao Wen didn't expend any effort at all. He may have touched the ball less than five times. There is still a question mark as to whether the running distance back and forth is thirty meters, and then he

It was so easy to win the break point.

Wipe sweat?

What are you wiping sweat on?

Isn’t this a clear attempt to humiliate little Zverev?

"Thank you for your hard work. You were just running around like a clown playing a monkey, and just gave away the serve. I really want to thank you."

do you mean this?

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

Zverev still couldn't hold it back, turned to face his players' box, and roared again, as if he could feel the anger deep in his soul.

The raging fire was about to burn out all the strings of reason, and he was only a hair away from smashing the racket.

Opposite the stadium.

Gawain seemed not to notice that little Zverev was on the verge of going crazy. He walked calmly back to his dugout and took a break between games step by step.

The opponent's fluctuations may often affect your own fluctuations.

In a tennis match, one player is injured or has extreme physical strength, causing another player to feel cold; or an accident occurs and one player loses control of his emotions, causing the other player's condition to plummet, similar to

There are simply not too many situations.

Therefore, how to maintain concentration when opponents fluctuate or unexpected events occur in the game is an essential quality for all top players.

In this regard, Nadal's tenacity is the best in history. Not only his contemporaries Federer and Djokovic expressed their admiration, but McEnroe, Sampras, Agassi, Wilander, etc.

Celebrities also expressed praise more than once on different occasions, which is indeed admirable.

Here, Gawain once again pressed Zverev’s emotional button.

On that side, Gao Wen settled his thoughts, stayed focused, and returned to the game.

Eighteen-year-old Zverev is still too young and naive.

"Game, high!"

The whole game, the last point——

Zverev Jr. used his best and most stable backhand position to return the ball to the net and send out the 21st unforced error of the day, which also gave him the victory.

"6:0", "6:2".

From the beginning of the game, Gao Wen once won ten games in a row.

It was not until "4:0" in the second set that Zverev was forced to the edge of the cliff and was about to swallow a humiliating double egg. Only then did he regain his concentration, fight with his last resort, give it a try, and rely on his outstanding

The serve established an advantage, the offensive connection finally showed its style, and finally secured serve.

At the end of the game, little Zverev, who put down his burdens, really performed well and played several wonderful rounds to wake up the drowsy audience.

Whether it was his own serve or Gawain's serve, Zverev Jr. showed excellent competitive form and proved his ability.

Unfortunately, his effort came too late. In the end, Gao Wen successfully maintained his serve and won the entire match. Moreover, he only lost two games.

"Highest consumption"!

Incredibly, Gao Wen actually continued this tradition and remained strong against the new generation born after 1995, so that immediately after the match point, the audience whistled and booed, and the whistles seemed to be taunting Zverev.

He laughed hard at the new star.

They don't have much sympathy for the "future world number one".

Little Zverev hung his head dejectedly and moved slowly, but it was impossible to tell what was going on with his expression or what he was thinking.

He slowly walked towards the net, not caring that Gao Wen was already waiting in front of the net. He refused to hide his expression. His face was full of reluctance. You could even see the unwillingness and disgust flashing in his eyes. He simply didn't care.

Unwilling to raise his head and look into Gawain's eyes.

Maybe, this is not their first meeting, but there is no doubt that this is the first official confrontation in their careers, and the ATP will record it.

Zverev used his whole body to resist such a humiliating match result, and the label of "highest consumption" was once again affixed to his forehead.

Just imagining it, little Zverev's stomach burned so badly that he used all his strength to resist the post-match handshake.

Therefore, little Zverev thought, he was going to just pat Gawain's palm and deal with it perfunctorily, as if Gawain had a plague.

Snapped.

Little Zverev patted Gawain's outstretched right hand perfunctorily, and then prepared to withdraw, but an accident happened at this moment——

(End of chapter)


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