The sound waves were still raging in the Philippe-Chatier Stadium, but as the footsteps moved forward, they gradually disappeared and drifted away. The noise, the noise, and the turbulence were left behind. Gawain continued to walk resolutely, and everything was blank.
My brain seems to have finally come to its senses and started thinking again.
He hadn't noticed it just now. He was standing at the top of the stairs looking at the deep stair tunnel. Only then did he realize that his physical strength was exhausted again. His weak knees could hardly support him. He took a breath without even realizing it. He might need a breath.
Only with a little courage can we step towards the abyss in front of us.
Deep, dark, and steep, it looks like a stairway to hell.
Calm down and take your time. He needs to be careful if he doesn't want the headline tomorrow to be about him rolling downstairs in embarrassment and performing Mr. Bean live.
Hold on to the handrail of the stairs and go downstairs step by step——
A figure appeared in front of him, and then he climbed up the stairs to meet him.
Pert.
"Martin..."
Gawain looked at Pelt's outstretched hands, but before the words could be spoken, Pelt met Gawain's eyes resolutely.
"Gawain, it's allowed to ask me to help you sometimes."
Although Gawain did not speak, Peart knew Gawain well enough to see through Gawain's thoughts at a glance, and even spoke first.
Gawain looked at Pelt, his smile paused, and without saying anything else, he handed the equipment bag to Pelt, but still insisted in a brisk tone.
"Just let me go down the stairs by myself. I think this is a good opportunity to exercise."
Peart immediately thought of the Australian Open final. After that game, he hoped that Gao Wen could seize the opportunity to exercise his physical fitness. That was the breakthrough. As a result, he had some differences and disputes with Sampras.
But at this time, seeing Gawain's face full of sincerity and making a small joke, Peart felt a little uncomfortable——
At that time, they were winning games, they were high-spirited and ambitious, and they needed to guard against arrogance and impetuosity and continue to work hard. There was a hint of pride behind the advice.
But now that he was losing, his mouth was full of bitterness and regret that he hadn't had time to digest, and the mixed tastes were rolling on his tongue. However, Gawain was not dejected or demoralized. Behind his efforts, there was a lingering loneliness.
Today, Peart witnessed the whole game with his own eyes, witnessed Gawain fighting unyieldingly to the last moment, witnessed Gawain burning out the last bit of energy, and witnessed Gawain retaining suspense until the last second with high fighting spirit. He knew that Gawain
Wen also knows how much this failure means to Gawain.
The mouth is full of bitterness, but it is just so empty that I don’t know how to express it.
Peart looked at Gawain, but he didn't have time to speak, and he didn't know how to speak. Then Gawain patted him on the shoulder and continued to move forward.
His posture was a little awkward. He was holding on to the handrail of the stairs, trembling and swaying forward. It could be seen at a glance that his knees and thighs had no strength. His center of gravity was swaying, and he might fall down if he wasn't careful. But Gawain always stood up.
Straighten your back, hold your head high, and move forward stubbornly and proudly relying on your own strength.
One step, another step.
Peart only felt his eyes turning slightly red. He quickly turned his head in embarrassment to hide his turbulent emotions, and then quickly followed him.
He cautiously followed Gawain, watching Gawain intently, ready to protect Gawain at any time, but in the end, Peart did not stop Gawain.
Because Peart knows that this young guy's stubbornness and maturity are far beyond imagination, he should respect Gawain's choice and believe in Gawain's choice.
Returning to the underground level from the ground, you can see Djokovic and Murray who are preparing to play the game. Both of them are ready. When you see Gawain, Murray is in front, and Djokovic is in front.
Finally, the two people came up, hugged Gawain respectively, and expressed their comfort——
And respect.
Gawain's eyes moved back and forth between the two people for a moment, and his smile slightly rose, "Sorry, it took a long time. You must have been impatient. I suggest that you can submit a protest to the tournament director. I will help you in the future.
It would be better to move the game to another stadium."
A joke and a pun instantly made everyone burst into laughter.
Murray also made a joke, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm more relaxed than you. I slept while getting a massage. I slept beautifully for several hours and didn't know what happened. So, let's meet in the finals?"
Lu Qian pursed his lips with a serious face, "Roland Garros might be a little difficult, why not Wimbledon?"
Murray snapped his fingers and said, "Very good, very good, I can have this."
Djokovic, who was standing nearby but smiled silently, shook his head slightly and said, "That's good, you can continue to dream."
Hahaha!
There was a lot of laughter and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
Peart stood quietly next to him. He has never been good at words. When he led other players in the past, like Ferrer and Davydenko, both of them were introverted, shy and cautious in their words and deeds.
, I have been wallowing in ATP for many years, but my range of activities has never been expanded.
But at this time, looking at Gawain chatting and laughing happily, Peart felt a little admired——
Although it has not been long since Gao Wen entered the ATP and became a professional player, he has proved himself through one wonderful performance after another, winning the love of fans; and has won a place among the top players, and four
All the giants can talk and laugh and be in harmony.
Especially Nadal.
Nadal's language talent is not very good. When he was young, he repeatedly hit the wall because he was not good at English. In addition, he himself has a relatively shy and low-key character. If the other party does not take the initiative, he still likes to stay in his accustomed comfort zone, often
Stay in Spanish-speaking circles.
However, now, Nadal and Gauvin have broken down the language barrier bit by bit and are becoming friends. Just like Federer, they are fighting hard on the court and winning the respect and admiration of their opponents with their outstanding performance. They are slowly becoming friends off the court as well.
Connections are made and eventually friendships develop.
There is no doubt that this is an ability and a talent.
The same is true for Djokovic and Murray in front of me.
Especially after two incredible journeys at this year's Australian Open and French Open, it can be clearly felt that Gao Wen has truly integrated into the ATP family.
After a few more pleasantries, Gao Wen stopped disturbing the two people's preparations. They needed to stay focused and slowly enter the game state; while Gao Wen needed to go to the physiotherapy room to receive a massage, and he also had a lot of work to do after the game.
Needs to be completed.
Leaving them, turning a corner, the field of view widened. The players' lounge was spread out in front of them, and a bunch of staff could be seen bustling there. When Gao Wen appeared, there was thunderous applause and smiling faces.
Kong welcomed the warrior back in another way.
Maybe Gawain lost the game, but he was still the winner.
At the front of the crowd, Gao Wen saw Jiang Yanyun at a glance.
