During the conversation, the training was coming to an end unknowingly.
After arriving in Paris, Gao Wen will maintain the intensity of training three times a day for the first five days to ensure that his body and mind can keep up with the requirements of Roland Garros.
After that, you will enter the Grand Slam preparation mode, maintain the intensity of training twice a day, but avoid excessive overdraft, and your body needs to slowly get into rhythm.
Some players don't like to overtrain, so they usually practice once a day on the eve of a Grand Slam. Others need to train to maintain their condition and maintain their feel. Even if the Grand Slam is approaching, they will still practice twice a day until the tournament starts.
, and then adjusted back to practicing once a day.
In fact, there are still a very small number of players who occasionally choose to practice twice a day on non-match days during the Grand Slam period——
In the final analysis, this needs to be adjusted based on the state of the previous round, physical condition, feel adjustment, opponents in the next round, etc.
Again, the more top players are, the more they need to pay attention to details.
For Gao Wen, clay is still a venue that requires understanding, depth and adaptation. He still needs more time to experience clay.
Therefore, going from three exercises a day to two exercises a day ultimately means adaptation through basic training and strength training.
At the end of the training, Gao Wen was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water. He went directly to the locker room to take a shower and take care of himself.
Sampras glanced at Gao Hongli. Although Gao Hongli didn't say anything, he thought that maybe they needed a little private space today.
So, Sampras took the initiative to walk towards Agassi and Peart, complaining loudly,
"There's a party tonight and you didn't notify me. Why, do you think I don't have a channel for information?"
While shouting, he pulled the two people out.
Agassi:?
Peart:?
The two of them had never heard of this incident at all, and their heads were full of questions: Party? What party?
But Sampras didn't give the two people a chance to resist. He pulled them forward all the way, and after a little distance, he slowly explained.
When Gao Wen finished sorting and came out, he saw Gao Hongli alone. He turned around to pack his equipment bag and asked casually, "Where are the coaches and the others?"
Gao Hongli was a little reserved and didn't know how to speak. After all, he had never done anything like this before and was a little nervous.
"They passed by first."
This sentence has no beginning or end, and even the sentence is incomplete. Where is the destination? Because of what situation? It does not answer Gawain's doubts at all.
Gao Hongli paused for a moment and said, "Xiao Wu, please walk with me for a while."
Gao Wen was stunned, stopped packing his equipment bag, and turned to look at Gao Hongli. Although he didn't know why, he could feel the change in the atmosphere.
He didn't ask further questions and nodded, "Okay."
With quick hands and feet, Gao Wen organized all the equipment bags. Gao Hongli wanted to help, but Gao Wen was used to taking it by himself and refused Gao Hongli.
Gao Hongli seemed a little uncomfortable.
Gawain wanted to make a few jokes to lighten the atmosphere, but the relationship between father and son was always a bit awkward. When those words came to his mouth, he couldn't help but turn them over in his mind, thinking about whether they were appropriate, but because of this little hesitation, he already missed them.
It was already inappropriate to speak, so I decided not to say anything.
If you think about it seriously, Gao Wen seems to have never been alone with Gao Hongli since he was a child. Either there were other people, or they were in different dimensions.
In memory, it is always like this.
When he was a child, when he came home from school or training, his parents were still busy most of the time, so he was the only one at home. Occasionally, he would see Jiang Yanyun who came back early, and very, very occasionally, Gao Hongli would be seen at home, but he
I will still look for Jiang Yanyun first.
If I hadn’t seen Jiang Yanyun, the first thing I would subconsciously say would be,
"Where's my mother?"
If Jiang Yanyun happens not to be at home, then he will turn around and go back to his room. The father and son will be busy in the living room and the other in the room.
Today, they were suddenly alone together, and both of them seemed uncomfortable. Not only Gao Hongli was cautious, but Gao Wen was also cautious. He didn't have the usual ease of dealing with the media and the friendliness of facing the fans. He couldn't find a topic, and then
Both of them became quiet.
I'm afraid the air will be quiet.
The two father and son left the training ground one after another, but no one spoke first.
So embarrassed that my hands and feet curled up.
Gao Wen was thinking about how to break the silence and break the deadlock. Should he take the initiative to ask Gao Hongli what happened?
He raised his head slightly and glanced at Gao Hongli with his peripheral vision, only to find that Gao Hongli lowered his head slightly and fell into deep thought——
At this moment, Gawain realized that he was already taller than his father.
Once upon a time, my father towered into the clouds like a locust tree. I tried my best to raise my head, and my neck almost broke, but I still couldn't see my father's face clearly. Those broad and strong shoulders supported a small piece of his world.
The sky made him believe that the shadow that enveloped him was the entire sky.
However, at a certain moment, even before he noticed it, his father's back was already slightly stooped, and he could no longer see the high spirits of his youth. His temples were slightly gray, and he could straighten his waist.
Seeing his father's eyes, his perspective unconsciously changed from looking up to looking down.
Time flies by so casually, seemingly never slowing down.
Despite this, he still never took a good look at his father.
In his impression, he looked at his mother carefully. Everyone said that his eyes looked like hers, but in his opinion, they were not similar at all.
Now when he looked at his father carefully, he suddenly realized that his eyes were indeed more like his mother's, but the look between his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose was more like his father's.
When he was young, his eyes were always bright, elegant and gentle, but full of vitality; now, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes wrap up the edges and corners bit by bit, and there is a bit of stability between his eyebrows.
With the vicissitudes of life, his temperament also became warmer.
It is precisely because of this that people who see Gao Hongli say that Gao Wen is like his father; people who see Jiang Yanyun say that Gao Wen is more like his mother.
But in Gawain's own opinion, he couldn't understand it at all.
Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth slightly rose, and the disturbing thoughts calmed down a little.
Gao Wen thought that maybe he should take the initiative to break the silence. Usually at home, Jiang Yanyun was always talking, while Gao Hongli was more listening.
"dad……"
Gao Wen had just spoken, and Gao Hongli raised his head in response, but before he could say the next words, he turned a corner and the scenery in front of him suddenly became clearer.
Wow!
Immediately afterwards, a heat wave came down on his head and face, bursting out with astonishing energy.
"Gawain!"
"Ahhh!"
"Gawain Gawain Gawain!"
"Come on for the game!"
"I love you!"
"ah!"
Screams, cheers, roars... everything came rushing towards us, interrupting the conversation unreasonably in an instant, and the billowing heat wave drowned Gawain and his son in the blink of an eye:
Fans, fanatical fans, are waiting at the entrance of the training ground, waiting for such a moment.
