For Pu Lan, everything seemed unreal, like a dream that he never woke up from. The concepts of time and space were both broken, so that his own perception was wrong:
It always felt like just five minutes had passed, but when I looked at the time, six hours had passed; I always felt like I was still studying in a library in Paris, but when I opened the window, I saw the intoxicating green trees and sea, and what looked like shells.
The yachts usually docked quietly in the port are slowly displayed.
She was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and realized that she had arrived in Monte Carlo, but the point was here——
How she came here, how time passed, how the space was transformed...the memories in between seemed to become blurry and hazy.
Reality evolves into a movie, with a camera switch and a black screen connecting, and then time and space disappear like this, but no one knows what happened in the middle. The haziness and blur caused by that "blank feeling" make the scene in front of you...
Everything that happened was even more unreal.
Even everything that happened in Monte Carlo escaped into a halo, the sweat, the heat, the impact, transformed into countless fragments, surging in my mind like a stormy sea, like a violent storm.
Eee.
There was a sound of opening the door behind him, and Pulan suddenly turned his head to look over, and then saw Gawain who was wiping his wet hair, with a smile blooming at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm ready, what about you? Have you thought about it? Are you ready to go to the training ground with me?"
At this time, Plan was able to truly confirm that she was indeed in Monte Carlo. All this was simply crazy.
Looking at Gawain with wet hair, some memories were once again awakened in his mind, those gasps, those murmurs, those touches, and goosebumps appeared on the surface of his skin. Lest the pictures in his mind reveal his true thoughts, he took a deep breath quickly,
Take your thoughts back.
"Training, yes! Training! Your training cannot be delayed. Peter and the others are waiting, right?"
Pu Lan cautiously tucked her hair, which was not messy at all, behind her ears and repeated meaningless words, but her attention finally came back.
Although it was already afternoon, Gao Wen was still preparing to go to the training ground to adapt to the venue. As he said, he was briefly off track and then returned to work.
She was sure and certain that Gawain's training time should be postponed once more and could not be delayed any longer. After all, there was not much time to adapt.
Pulan thought for a moment, then shook his head and refused, "I'm just going to stay here, have you forgotten? My graduation thesis? There really isn't much left before the deadline."
First of all, this is the truth. She has almost spent another whole day. Now she has no excuse to continue to be distracted, procrastinate and not do her job properly. She needs to concentrate on completing her graduation thesis. What's more, the reason she gave herself is,
Come to Monte Carlo to complete your graduation thesis, right?
Secondly, she didn’t want to disturb Gao Wen’s training. As she said, when Gao Wen is fully focused on training, that’s when he shines. After the success of the spring hard court season, the pressure now focused on Gao Wen’s shoulders has reached
At an unprecedented height, he needs to stay focused.
Finally, and the point that Pulan thinks about most seriously, is to pay attention.
With Gawain's current topicality and popularity, any slightest movement around her may lead to speculation. Once she accompanies Gawain to the training ground, it won't take long for those eyes to discover her existence, and things will happen quickly.
will be out of their control.
Those off-site topics may not only interfere with Gao Wen's concentration, but also interfere with her daily life - she is just a college student. She came to Monte Carlo from Paris on impulse, but she has not yet done a good job.
Prepare to stand under the spotlight and have your life turned upside down.
Everything is too fast and too fierce. Both he and she need a little time.
All things considered, Pulan still hopes to keep a low profile. For now, this is the best choice.
Gawain paused for a moment, looked at Pu Lan seriously, and confirmed again.
"are you sure?"
Pu Lan nodded firmly in affirmation.
Gawain looked at Pu Lan's eyes carefully, and after receiving a positive response, he did not continue to press, showed a smile, and nodded gently.
"Training is indeed boring. Watching it once or twice may feel a little fresh, but as time goes by, you just sit in the stands and bask in the sun."
"Instead of doing this, it is better to concentrate on writing the paper."
"However, we have agreed that we are going to Monte Carlo this time for a vacation. We will have half a day to relax tomorrow before the official start of the competition on Monday."
"So, tonight and tomorrow morning, we can relax and go out to sea to sunbathe, what do you think?"
Pulan's mood also soared. Even if he just pieced together some pictures from his words, he couldn't control his excitement and nodded heavily in affirmation.
Gawain packed his equipment bag and smiled at Pu Lan again.
"Then, I wish you all the best with your graduation thesis. By the way, after the training, I will introduce Gregor and Dominic to you."
Without saying a word, Gawain turned around and left the hotel room.
Pu Lan stood there, slightly dazed.
Gregor Dominic?
what does that mean?
He lowered his head to look at the large jersey he was wearing, and then turned to look at the blue sky and sea outside the window. Two blushes appeared on his cheeks, his heart couldn't help but feel high, and he couldn't help but want to scream. He turned around and saw the golden jersey.
It blooms under the sun, and you can wander among it with open arms.
Therefore, how time passed and how she arrived here doesn't seem to be that important.
If this is a dream, can she never wake up?
Outside the window, the sun is just right.
…
Tap tap tap!
Kick the ground!
Slide!
brake!
The whole movement of steps was done in one go. Then, the one-handed backhand was like a long sword unsheathed, whipped quickly. At the moment when it touched the ball, the speed of the racket head increased rapidly, and finally it was thrown out in a straight line, aiming at the big triangle on the baseline and hitting it, leaving
The next deep ball mark disappeared.
Tim, with his one-handed backhand, exerted full force and stretched his body, just like a roc spreading its wings, vividly displaying the beauty of strength and lines.
Opposite the stadium.
Dimitrov was expressing his helplessness with his whole body, like a melted wax figure. He spread his hands, tilted his head back, and squatted forward while lowering his body. You could clearly see his knees slowly squatting down, squatting down, and then squatting down again.
Squatting, it looks as if it could merge with the red soil at any time.
No words are needed, just one action is enough to express Dimitrov's affirmation of Tim——
This SLR shot is truly wonderful!
Gao Wen just walked into the training ground and saw the ball. He immediately whistled, then clapped his hands and cheered for Tim with howls:
"Domi! Domi! Domi!"
Obviously, Gawain was imitating the fans and screaming, but for Tim, he was still very uncomfortable and his expression couldn't help but become reserved.
