"...Everyone says the draw is balanced, but I think it's really difficult for Roger to draw the draw this year."
"Come on, man, everyone is like this. They think their favorite players are the hardest to sign. Some people say that Novak is the hardest to sign this year."
"Haha! One thing to say is that Novak should have gone straight to the semi-finals in this year's draw. Until the semi-finals, Andy was forced to sign. But judging from their relationship records, Novak still clearly has the upper hand. Overall
, Novak is indeed in the best position to win the championship this year."
"Wait, wait! It's really difficult for Roger to draw. He will face Gayle in the top 16. Among this group of French players, I have always been optimistic about Gayle's breakthrough in Paris."
"Gael Monfils? Are you kidding me?"
"No, I swear, I'm serious."
"Ha! If you say that, then where did you put Gao Wen's draw? The top 16 matchup against Joe Wilfred, the quarterfinal matchup against Rafa, what kind of draw is this? And, this is
When Gawain came to Paris for the first time, he encountered such a lottery, which was so hard that his teeth almost fell out, and he couldn't chew it..."
"Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Stop arguing, both of you. I think Andy Murray's draw is the toughest..."
shock!
Yannick Sinner suddenly turned his head and looked over——
He really didn't intend to eavesdrop, but the noisy conversation at the next table was so lively that it was difficult to escape the hearing frequency range unless he covered his ears.
Then, Sinner saw a young man wearing an orange Adidas top trying to stop the quarrel between his friends, with a righteous look on his face.
The very next second——
"roll!"
There was no need to wait for Sinner's rebuttal. The young man's friends protested in unison and fired collectively at Adidas tops.
Sounds of different frequencies and different textures overlapped and collided together, erupting with astonishing energy. They rushed towards the Adidas shirt with an aura of hatred and hatred. It was so violent and unexpected that the Adidas shirt was touched with astonishment on its face.
Nose, head lowered with a sad face, mumbling——
"How innocent am I?"
His pitiful appearance immediately made all his friends burst into laughter. The atmosphere was very lively, and there was a youthful joy and excitement in the air. Even the other customers around him also cast their gazes, one or two.
They couldn't hold it back and smiled.
This situation, this scene, conveys a message in every aspect:
Tennis has indeed returned to Paris.
Sinner, who was usually calm, couldn't help but become excited. Without even realizing it, he clenched his fists and lightly hammered the armrest of the seat. He was like a flea, unable to calm down at all.
Looking back, Sinner could see the bright smile on the face of his mother, Sieglinde Sinner. This made him a little shy, lowering his head to avoid sight, but in the end he was still unable to suppress his excitement and couldn't help but ask, "
Mom, when are we going to the Stade Philippe-Chartier?"
Sieglinde could notice his youngest son's excitement, which was rarely seen in normal times, and the smile in his eyes overflowed.
Another older boy sitting next to him, Marc-Sinner, showed no mercy at all. He complained about his younger brother with a smile, "Can't you wait for this little time? Ah, what should I do?
I'm almost starving right now and I thought we should have lunch first."
Sieglinde knew without looking that her eldest son was making fun of her younger son, but she also admitted that in daily life, her younger son was always young and mature. He was obviously not yet fourteen years old, but he always acted like an old man. Now this
She is much cuter when she is reserved and shy, and she wants to tease her too.
Quietly, Sieglinde hid his smile in his eyes and looked at his youngest son affectionately, "Yannick, it's three o'clock in the afternoon, the time is three o'clock in the afternoon."
"We need to have lunch before going to the Stade Philippe-Chatier. Otherwise, you may not have the energy when you see Mr. Gowan."
Xinner muttered in a low voice, "I know, I'm not three years old."
Despite this, the smile at the corner of his mouth could not help but rise slightly. No matter how young and mature he is, he is still a child after all:
Later, he would see Gawain again, a second close encounter.
Time flies. Since the unexpected discovery of Gawain's treasure in New York last year, more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the world has been turned upside down.
At that time, Gao Wen was still a dark horse who emerged from nowhere, making waves every time he advanced to a round; now, Gao Wen has won two Grand Slams in a row, and his world ranking has jumped to second place, and he is officially ranked No. 2.
Going to the French Open as a seed carries the expectations of countless fans.
Sinner has always been a child. He likes competitive sports and admires superheroes. The idols he admires change every now and then. He loves the new and dislikes the old at a very fast pace. From Nadal to Federer to Gawain, the changes in idols can also be seen.
Changes in Sinner's life——
When they learn a sport, they can't help but imitate their idols and then imagine that they can become that person in the future.
Later, when he returned to the training ground, Sinner began to imitate Gawain's playing style for a long time.
Especially the backhand.
Sinner liked Gawain's backhand very much, not only the technical movements, but also the tactical layout, shot selection, etc., and even changed the way Sinner played.
Originally, even Sinner himself believed that liking Gawain should only last for three minutes. With the deepening of tennis training and the maturity of his playing style, he would soon fall in love with other players, and then draw wisdom from different players.
Slowly establish and enrich your game.
But he didn't expect that nine months had passed in the blink of an eye, and Sinner's favorite player was still Gawain——
Always read and always new.
Every time he watches Gao Wen's game, Sinner is always able to learn something new, slowly, not only in the arena, but also in dealing with people outside the arena, facing the media, facing pressure, and facing the honor and halo.
With the influence of his father, Gawain is becoming a real idol in all aspects.
then--
Not long ago, Nike launched a special event around Gao Wen’s clay court season jersey:
One is designing jerseys, and the other is designing cartoon images.
The final rewards of both events were personal belongings signed by Gao Wen. Suddenly, the entire social network was in a commotion.
Sinner was very excited and actively participated in it.
Although he was not good at it, but the important thing was to participate, he still designed a cartoon image for Gawain, depicting the image of Gawain in his mind with his immature brushwork.
The five-day event ended quickly. Among the works with the highest reposts and likes, Xinner could not be found. After all, there are too many capable people and strange people hiding in the vast sea of people. Naturally, Xinner also
He missed the final award, but Sinner was still very happy and enjoying it——
Appreciating the jerseys and opening images designed by other fans, you can always discover treasures inadvertently, and then quickly save them for collection.
Subsequently, the draw for the final prize of the entire Nike event was also officially announced. The winner of the ultimate prize of a three-day and two-night trip to Paris: