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Chapter 1369 cherish the moment

"Game, high, '6:4', '6:7', '7:6', '6:1'..."

The referee has announced the final score.

Tim stood there, slightly stunned.

In the last point, Tim tried to fight, but his one-handed backhand could no longer keep up with the speed and rhythm. The explosion was still going on, but he couldn't grab the hitting point, and his blind exertion was just a stupid move, so that the counterattack

The return shot from a diagonal shot clearly went out of bounds, and the whole game was sent away neatly.

So, is this the gap?

Three hours and twenty-three minutes, by the last moment of the game, Tim's entire game was out of control, and exhaustion of physical strength led to a complete collapse; however, Gao Wen was still able to maintain the quality of his batting and tactical layout, and his advantages became more and more obvious.

Race to the finish line of victory.

Moreover, in the four games, Gawain's scores were all "six". It can be seen from the side that the entire situation has never escaped Gawain's control.

For laymen, "World No. 2", "Grand Slam Champion", "Masters Champion", these titles are often just a symbol and a halo, and it is difficult to accurately judge how strong such a player is, even if others

It's so confusing that it's hard to have a concrete idea of ​​everything.

However, for professional players, it is very simple——

Stand on the court and play a formal game, and everything will become clear.

The gap exists objectively; and it is very clear, even more obvious than I imagined.

After slightly pulling away, Tim saw the narrow smile on Gawain's face——

Gawain immediately said with a well-behaved face, "Allow, allow, allow, otherwise, give me two more blows?"

"Dominic, stop! Stop, stop, stop! If you hammer again, I will vomit blood." Gawain joked.

Shake hands, hug.

However, when such a moment actually arrived, Tim discovered that it did not happen.

Then, the smile on Gao Wen's lips also rose, he took steps, trotted all the way to the net, and gave Tim a big hug.

From a distance, Gawain saw Tim's movements and deliberately showed a frightened expression. He stopped and looked around in horror.

Unfortunately, he met Gawain, a bad friend, so the pranks continued one after another.

When he looked up again, Tim trotted all the way to the net, showed a big smile, opened his arms early, and waited for Gawain to come over.

Bang bang bang...

But there is no doubt that the excitement of the first three sets is definitely the highlight moment since the start of this year's French Open. Tim deserves this wave of applause.

Tim can't wait to return to the training ground, continue training, sweat, and stay down-to-earth.

This short sentence also made Tim's blood boil.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

Tim's bear hug was solid and thick, almost beating Gawain's back as hard as a drum.

"Keep winning, and I hope you can go further."

Tim quickly let go of his hands and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."

"But today's game was indeed a good one, congratulations!"

In terms of eloquence, Tim was naturally no match for Gawain. After all, he couldn't hold it back and laughed, but still punched Gawain in the chest with his right hand.

On the Grand Slam stage that I dreamed of, I failed to make a breakthrough in the second round for two consecutive years. Such a loss is bitter.

But Tim is such a well-behaved boy. He has been fooled once, twice and three times by the same trap, but he will continue to fall for it the fourth time. It is simply a level that even liars cannot bear.

Originally, Tim thought he would be frustrated, disappointed and sad, not only because of losing to Gawain, but also because he failed again at Roland Garros.

To be precise, Tim is very motivated.

This concentration and investment are also awe-inspiring.

"Attention, hurry up and catch up, don't be left too far behind."

"Believe me, Dominic, today is just the first time. We will meet more and more in the future. In order to ensure that I can have the last laugh every time, I will work hard and continue to sprint."

Tim is so sincere and sincere, always like this from on and off the court. Maybe he lacks a sense of humor and always seems too serious to be entertaining; but no one can deny that he is very passionate about tennis.

Sincerely, I am pouring my whole heart and blood into it.

No words were needed, just an action was enough, and the audience at the Stade Philippe-Chatier burst into laughter.

This is the stage he dreams of, this is the event he dreams of. How honored he is to be able to team up with Gao Wen to complete such a game.

As he spoke, Gawain raised his head and chest, hammered his chest twice with his fist, showing a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, as if he was ready to die.

Tim, an honest man, also laughed along with everyone, but still did not flinch, signaling with his eyes that he was still waiting.

Perhaps, the fourth set was not as satisfactory as Tim's physical strength and mental fluctuations exposed his shortcomings. Gawain seized the opportunity and widened the gap in an instant.

Therefore, Gawain did not continue to joke, but raised his right hand, flattened it into a palm, gave Tim a high-five, and said the same sincerely.

Looking down at his racket, and thinking again about the backhand hit on the last shot, Tim made a slight swing and made two gestures.

When Tim was about to leave the stadium, he suddenly discovered that Gawain was calling on the audience to applaud him——

Tim, my nose is slightly sore——

He was deeply aware that since he knew the existence of the gap in strength, he would then set clear goals, invest in training, and work hard to keep up.

In the first sentence, Gawain was ready to interrupt Tim and continue joking, but the following words made Gawain swallow the words on his lips.

It’s the second round again.

Tim looked at Gawain helplessly, "In today's game, you simply crushed me into countless pieces. Why, you still don't allow me to take a small revenge?"

Then, Tim took the lead to go to the referee, shook hands, and then returned to his dugout and gave up the stage. Next was Gawain's moment.

Bang bang bang!

The applause started, and then kept rising.

Rarely, I also saw Tim joking.

Obviously, this is a prank.

The future is right in front of us.

After a little sadness, there is more happiness and joy, because Tim believes that this is just the beginning and he will have the opportunity to return to this stadium in the future.

"One, one is enough."

Tim also raised his hands and applauded Gawain from a distance, then retreated all the way and left the stadium, leaving the stage to Gawain.

Behind him, the tide surged, and the applause erupted with more turbulent and more fanatical energy. The rolling heat wave of the mountain roar and tsunami was finally released without any reservation.

Bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom!

In his sight, Agassi could see the packed Philippe-Chatier stadium standing up. This was obviously not the first time he had seen such a scene, and there was nothing to be alarmed about; but Agassi had a positive premonition that Gawain was using

Conquer this place in your own way——

Conquer those arrogant, picky and demanding Parisian audiences.

Maybe his and Sampras's memories of Roland Garros can be rewritten and they will like it more this time.


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