As the mighty cheers rushed towards him, Qiao Wangsheng subconsciously took two steps back, but it was obvious that Gu Xiao didn't care at all and pounced directly on him.
Then he bumped into the crowd of fans around him, but no one cared. One or two couldn't hold back their excitement and joined in the carnival.
"Final! Final! Final!"
Shout in unison.
After all, Qiao Wangsheng still couldn't control his excitement and jumped up and down with everyone, forgetting everything and cheering loudly together.
Qiao Wangsheng must admit that he did not expect it at all——
When making plans to watch the US Open in the first half of the year, Qiao Wangsheng had been looking forward to witnessing Gao Wen's title defense journey, but expectations are one thing, reality is another. No player has been able to defend the title in New York for nine years.
The fact remains like a curse.
At that time, Gao Wen had not yet suffered injuries, and the twists and turns of the clay and grass seasons had not yet occurred. However, the strength of the giants and the rise of the Challenger League were building a new landscape for men's tennis. Confidence gave way to confidence, and they still had to stay rational.
Avoid putting pressure on Gawain.
Therefore, Qiao Wangsheng purchased tickets for the first and second rounds.
He looked forward to being able to watch Gao Wen's game live. As for the rest, he would just take it one step at a time.
However!
but!
Actually!
Unexpectedly, Gao Wen once again brought surprises. After a bumpy journey, he successfully entered the semi-finals, and things turned out completely different.
Qiao Wangsheng immediately purchased tickets for the finals.
At that time, people were still watching, discussing, and hesitating, speculating on who among the top four players could make it to the finals. "Djokovic vs. Federer" was undoubtedly the favorite, so there were many on the Internet.
Tickets were returned and scattered, and non-Djokovic and Federer fans transferred them one after another.
Qiao Wangsheng immediately snapped up one.
Looking back now, it was definitely the wisest decision——
Now that we have come to New York, now that we have come to Flushing, we cannot afford to miss out on certain times. After all, we only get this opportunity once a year.
Yesterday afternoon, the women's singles final was staged. Pennetta defeated Wenqi "2:0" and won the Grand Slam championship for the first time in her career. In her acceptance speech after the game, she directly announced her retirement at the end of the season. In such a way
Bring a perfect end to your professional tennis career.
However……
For the fans, this final was really disappointing. Not only did it lack stars, but the content of the game was not good to watch. It was not as good as the previous rounds.
It is precisely because of this that after the women's singles final, the price of tickets for the men's singles finals continued to rise. Fans' expectations for Djokovic and Gao Wen have climbed to a new level, so much so that the black market price of finals tickets has soared.
, turning over and over in geometric multiples.
pity.
Nonetheless, there is a price but no market.
At this moment, the audience holding tickets has made up their mind, either they are die-hard fans, or they are not short of money. Compared with the price difference of a ticket, it is obviously more valuable to go to Arthur Ashe Stadium to witness the Huashan Swordsmanship on the top of the Forbidden City.
Attractive, no one should miss this pinnacle event.
On Sunday, early in the morning, Arthur Ashe Stadium started to get noisy——
At 12 noon, the women’s doubles final will take the lead.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the men's singles final will serve as the highlight of the year's last Grand Slam.
In other words, although there is still more than half a day left before the men's singles final, fans can't wait to gather and start carnival early.
The so-called feast actually started after the women's singles final ended yesterday afternoon, and the whole of Flushing entered the party time for the men's singles final.
"finals!"
"finals!"
——"Novak is the champion!"
Amidst the cheers, a very sudden voice cut in from the side.
Gu Xiao and Qiao Wangsheng stopped and looked at each other, and then they could see a group of strong men waving the jerseys and T-shirts in their hands, their upper bodies covered with oil paint, some painted the Serbian flag, and others wrote letters——
Looking at it alone, it doesn't make any sense, but when put together it should be "Djokovic".
They winked, made gestures, opened their mouths, and roared with claws and teeth.
Is this considered a provocation?
It's still early for the game to start, but the competition between fans can't wait to kick off.
However.
Gu Xiao seemed to have been prepared for it. He raised his hands, made a gesture of applause, and gently nodded, "Novak is the champion."
Applause. Smile.
The Serbian fans obviously did not expect such a reaction: Something seems not quite right.
Well.
Then you can see the shock and panic on their faces. They didn't know how to respond for a while, so they left in a hurry.
A fan conflict was extinguished before it could ignite the flames.
Gu Xiao looked away, and then saw the astonishment of other fans. He blinked and explained, "This is how Gao Wen responded in Melbourne."
One second. Two seconds.
Qiao Wangsheng and the others laughed together. They were not depressed or disappointed at all, but became more and more happy.
Qiao Wangsheng looked at Gu Xiao and nodded repeatedly.
"Save your energy and wait for the game to start, so we can work hard again."
"There are still a lot of fans in China who are unable to come to the event in person, and we should bring their thoughts with us."
At the same time, on the other side of the Pacific——
There is a full twelve-hour time difference between China and New York, and day and night are reversed. It is night in mainland China, and the hustle and bustle of nightlife has just begun.
Jiang Yanqing raised her beer glass high, stepped on the sofa and tabletop, stood on a high place, and shouted loudly.
"finals!"
The bustling bar was so packed that even the ants didn't have a place to stay, and the shouts in unison all collided together.
"finals!"
Jiang Yanqing raised her head and took a sip of beer. She tipped the glass cleanly and neatly, winning applause from the audience, and her smile also blossomed.
"Although we can't go to Arthur Ashe Stadium, we still fight together and burn together. May Darth Gawain be with you."
boom--
Everyone shouted in unison, "May Darth Gawain be with you!"
The bar in front of me was completely dark.
Everyone is wearing black, and most of the fans are wearing the night stadium designed by Nike for Gao Wen this year. They dress in black and quietly blend into the night. A small number of fans who have not purchased the jersey or whose jersey is still in transit by air also wear black.
T-shirt, black shorts, uniform black clothing.
That vast and majestic black ocean stretched all the way out, not just a bar, but the streets were also covered in darkness.
One city, two cities... ten, twenty cities, just like the World Cup, tennis also rarely enjoys the treatment of football and basketball. The excitement of the US Open finals spread throughout the Chinese mainland.
