The referee has directly announced the score, bringing an end to the game that lasted two hours and seven minutes.
ah!
Ahhhh!
Gawain stuffed the racket into his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, leaped high into the air, and roared passionately, over and over again, his blood boiling! So passionate!
There was a roar in my ears, and I seemed to be able to clearly hear the beating pulse of the world. Hot magma erupted continuously, releasing energy towards the entire audience.
He won.
He won!
In the first official game of his career, he faced Kokkinakis, a talented young man ranked among the top 300 in the world. He was once pushed to the edge of the cliff at the match point. He truly felt the gap between the NCAA and the professional game. It was a crushing victory.
The strength has an incredible impact, and I learned a good lesson.
Especially in the recent period, his growth potential has hit a bottleneck, his daily training has not improved as fast as before, and his entire career is facing challenges, which makes Gao Wen have a trace of doubt deep in his heart:
Is this the limit of my talent?
Even if he gets another chance, even if he has the help of the system, he will never be able to get rid of the constraints of his own talent. The dream of a professional player has already stopped at the height of the NCAA national championship before it even started!
That reluctance, that fear, that panic disrupted his calmness and confidence for the first time, and then he met Kokkinakis.
but!
He did not give up! He fought until the last minute! He found the opportunity! He seized the opportunity and completed a desperate reversal! He used his unyielding performance to win a glimmer of life! He used his actual actions to prove his determination and determination to chase his dreams.
belief!
victory!
Hold it firmly in the palm of your hand!
This is his moment! This is his victory!
"Ahhh!"
Gawain clenched his hands tightly into fists, as if he owned the whole world, he vented heartily towards the audience stand.
Boom boom boom!
The whole place roared!
Stand No. 3, which could only accommodate 500 spectators, all stood up and applauded. The cheers and shouts continued to roll like a stormy sea. The heat and anxiety of the scorching sun also boiled up, and it seemed like the whole world was in a trance.
The heat waves all surge toward a center.
Ahhhh!
After Gawain vented all his emotions heartily, a smile crept up to the corner of his mouth, and then bloomed brilliantly——
He likes the fighting moment of the game, and has no fear even when faced with a match point; but he prefers to give his best at the end, enjoying the hot cheers of the audience and the joy of victory, with his racing heart beating hard against his chest,
I feel truly alive like never before.
Then, Gao Wen ended his short celebration and walked quickly towards the front of the net, preparing to shake hands after the game.
However, Kokkinakis has not come yet.
Gao Wen, who had just finished serving and went to the net, was closer to the net. He was already in front of the net in three or two steps. However, Kokkinakis, who had lost the game, was standing at the back of the court, panting like an ox, and his whole body was full of sweat.
Exuding a sense of hopeless pain and struggle, a refusal to face reality.
It wasn't until Gawain finished celebrating and stood waiting in front of the net that Kokkinakis reluctantly moved forward. At a glance, he could see Gawain's bright Apollo-like smile, which made Kokkinakis
Geese felt aggrieved for a while, and his anger almost broke through the last restraint of reason——
Lost? He actually lost?
There were thousands of reasons why Kyrgios belonged to Gawain in the charity exhibition match, but Kyrgios still felt a deep sense of shame.
So Kokkinakis found out that the strange and familiar name appeared in Binghamton's lottery. He immediately became energetic and looked forward to teaching that "college student" a lesson about professional competitions and charity exhibitions.
Not the same thing.
Then... there is no more.
Kokkinakis wanted to disappear right where he was.
If it were Kyrgios, he might have refused to shake hands after the game and left directly at this time, but Kokkinakis is not Kyrgios. Despite the anger and shame, he still maintained a little sense.
Kokkinakis briefly touched Gawain's right hand, his gloomy expression showed no friendly meaning at all, and he just said something through gritted teeth.
"There will be no next time."
But Gawain raised his eyebrows with a smile and said something meaningful.
"Why do I feel like there are many, many more times."
Kokkinakis:…
He really wanted to strangle Gawain to death with both hands, but after looking at Gawain's body shape, he saw that it was no inferior to his own. The strong and smooth muscle lines were stained with a layer of sweat and glistened in the sun. He immediately gave up.
snort.
Kokkinakis ignored Gawain and went straight to the referee, but he didn't have a good face. He always thought that the referee favored Gawain and changed the direction of the game, so he simply patted the referee's right hand and then walked towards his own
rest area.
After Gawain politely shook hands with the referee and greeted him, he returned to the stadium, accepted the cheers and applause of the audience, and enjoyed his own moment——
Victory, who can refuse it?
But that's not all.
After the game, Gao Wen returned to the players' locker room and went through the entire post-game routine from taking a shower to getting a massage. After all, a victory is not everything. He also needs to prepare for the next round of games tomorrow; these
There is no missing step in the process.
The tired muscles relaxed a little, and Gao Wen packed up his equipment and was about to go to Court 4 to watch Geelong's game. He didn't know if MacDonald's game on Court 2 was over. Both of their games were slightly better than Gao Wen.
It will be later, and there is no way to know the situation of the battle now.
If it is a top-level event, there will be a live broadcast in the players' lounge, and you can naturally see the conditions of different stadiums. However, there is no such level of competition as Binghamton. You must go to each stadium or the event organizing committee to confirm in person.
Just fine.
Then, Gawain remembered to confirm the system.
In fact, in recent times, no matter how hard he practiced or fought, he could not see any significant growth. Gradually, Gao Wen gave up on "monitoring" system changes to avoid being too obsessed with the changes in numbers and falling into anxiety.
The same is true today.
Even after experiencing such a fierce game, Gao Wen did not confirm the system immediately. He didn't think of it until everything was finished. Why don't you confirm it? It doesn't matter if there is no change, but what if there is?
Ding!
With a silent thought in his subconscious, he had just summoned the system when he could see fireworks blooming. The extremely noisy scene startled Gawain without any warning. This was a situation that had never happened before. Gawain was also confused and full of confusion.
There are question marks all over my head.
Fireworks were clearly blooming in my mind, but it was like a swarm of flies hovering above my head, and I couldn't help but blink desperately.
"Congratulations, you have been promoted from advanced to professional and won a new title."
