Among this group of young people, perhaps only Gawain is special.
His wisdom, calmness, and sophistication have a maturity that belies his age. Like a weather-beaten veteran, he can see through the essence of things at a glance, can clear away the clouds with an understatement, and can find the key to any difficult or troublesome situation.
Take steps forward.
In fact, Gawain didn't seem to have done anything special, but the comfort conveyed by his words and expression lit up a touch of faith deep in his heart.
Whether it's injuries or playing field... they are all still young and have a long and magnificent career ahead of them. What do they have to be afraid of?
Unconsciously, Raonic felt relaxed.
He looked at Dimitrov and expressed strong protest with his eyes. If it weren't for Dimitrov, how could things have developed to this point?
Dimitrov waved his hands repeatedly, his expression was like snow falling in June, his eyes were filled with innocence, and he waved his hands repeatedly, trying to express his innocence.
But the key point is that Dimitrov himself couldn't help it. The corners of his mouth slightly raised uncontrollably, and his smile was almost on the verge of bursting out.
Raonic tried to express his anger with a straight face, but he couldn't help but smile. In the end, before Dimitrov could explode, he lost control and the corners of his mouth rose crazily.
Laughter, opened the box.
The more I thought about it, the more absurd it became, and the more I thought about it, the funnier it became, and then I couldn't control it anymore.
Ha ha.
Raonic looked at Gao Wen and laughed heartily.
Hahaha.
Dimitrov looked at Raonic, couldn't help laughing, clapped his hands and laughed.
The laughter surged in the hotel room, even penetrated the door panel, and faintly spread to the corridor, shaking slightly.
Ljubicic's movements couldn't help but pause.
Standing at the door of the room, Raonic's coach Ljubicic was about to knock on the door, thinking in his mind how to comfort and enlighten his disciple.
As a former professional player and one of the top ten players in the world, Ljubicic obviously has his own feelings about the experience of professional injuries; but when switching from a player to a coach, how to guide players out of the shadow of injuries?
This is another subject.
Ljubicic is an honest man. When he was still competing in professional games, his playing style was like this. He was even called "Mr. Nice" by countless fellow players and reporters. He had almost no temper on and off the court; later,
He changed his job to become a coach and continued his consistent style——
At the technical and training level, he is conscientious and meticulous; however, when it comes to psychological counseling and mentality adjustment, this taciturn and honest man has no clue. He often works alone in a hurry. His mind has gone through a lot of changes, but on the surface he can't let go of anything
Come on.
Raonic's predicament is a problem. Since this year, their entire team has been helping to find a solution; and injuries have made matters worse, like a roadblock, standing between Ljubicic and Raonic.
become a communication barrier in their daily work.
Now, it's even worse:
Injury, the bomb finally detonated.
This has also become the thing that Ljubicic is most worried about.
Before coming to the hotel room, Ljubicic communicated and talked with doctors, physical therapists, physical fitness experts, etc., trying to analyze the entire situation clearly, be mentally prepared for all difficulties, and then start a dialogue with Raonic.
I hope I can help you in a professional manner.
However, deep down, Ljubicic still lacks confidence. After all, dialogue is really not his strong point.
However--
Ha ha.
Ha ha ha ha!
The joy in the room could be clearly felt through the door panel of the hotel room. Ljubicic could not believe his ears and his face was full of shock.
Just a few minutes ago, Raonic was still depressed and full of resentment, but he had to do his best to suppress a smile. In the blink of an eye, he was already in another world.
Standing in the corridor, the noise and lightness of laughter overflowed. When you close your eyes, you can feel the sunshine filling the entire space.
Ljubicic couldn't help being stunned.
He knew that Gawain and Dimitrov had come to visit, and the comfort from his friends could indeed arouse Raonic's resonance and relieve his inner depression.
But, to this extent?
In the final analysis, it is due to his personality. Ljubicic himself does not have such a personality, and his friends rarely fight like this. It is really hard for him to imagine that he is having fun with his friends when he is suffering from an injury.
, what kind of experience is that?
In Ljubicic's eyes, Gavin and Dimitrov are both children, whether on tour or in daily life. Their life experience is the same as that of Raonic, or even younger, so facing
When they are injured, they should be in a hurry.
result?
How is this going?
Ljubicic's plan was disrupted, and when he was about to enter the room, he froze in place, facing a dilemma.
Eee.
The door to the room opened, and laughter mixed with the hot air rushed in.
Subconsciously, Ljubicic turned around and left quickly——
To be honest, he didn't know why he turned around. He wasn't here to catch an adulterer, so why should he avoid it?
Then, Gawain's slightly surprised voice came from behind.
"Ivan?"
Ljubicic closed his eyes in frustration, feeling the urge to dig a hole and disappear.
But what else can be done at this time?
Bracing himself, Ljubicic turned around and saw Gawain's smiling face, his eyes wandering.
"……mosquito……"
Ljubicic didn't know what he was talking about. He looked at the non-existent mosquito and rolled his eyes.
Gawain seemed to notice Ljubicic's embarrassment, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
"We are all praying for Milos and hope he can recover as soon as possible, and I think Milos feels the same way."
After a pause, Gawain lowered his voice and added.
"It's true that mosquitoes are very annoying."
Ljubicic:…
Gao Wen did not give Ljubicic time to respond, and walked away with Dimitrov talking and laughing.
Ljubicic noticed that Dimitrov's eyebrows were also filled with a smile——
It should all be Gawain! He actually led two good children, Dimitrov and Raonic, into bad situations.
Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black!
But...should Gawain be regarded as "Zhu" or "Mo"?
Ljubicic stood there, watching the two people leaving, with question marks all over his head.
"Ivan?"
Raonic's call came from the direction of the door, and Ljubicic suddenly reacted. He was interrupted and almost forgot his mission.
Quickly collecting his scattered thoughts, Ljubicic quickly entered the hotel room, stabilized his mind a little, and got to the point. They still had problems to face.
"Milos..."
That night, Raonic left Monte Carlo, transferred in Paris, and returned to Toronto for further examination.