Lush and tall trees extend all the way along the spacious avenue to the far end of the sight. The lush tree crowns extend horizontally and intertwine above the head. The emerald green blocks the cloudless blue sky. The clear golden sunlight can only penetrate the trees.
The branches sparsely fall to the ground, projecting colorful interlacing vitality.
A breeze blows, and the rustling branches sway. Through the gap, you can vaguely see the brick-red building hidden inside. Inadvertently, you peek into a window, and then you can see people who are studying attentively in the library.
The figure seems to be able to smell the fragrance of books wafting in the air, and time slows down.
There is always a unique atmosphere permeating the campus, which is quietly and vaguely distinguished from social life. After leaving for many years, people can't help but miss those days when they were painful because of homework and suffered because of exams.
At that time, exploring the nature of the world was their only mission, as if they could peek into the secrets of the universe and life if they worked hard enough.
Then, they grow up, and life is never the same again.
When he came back, all his energy and attention were focused on a healthy knee and an opportunity to pursue his dream again, so much so that he neglected the beauty of campus life. Instead, after playing professional tennis for ten months, he returned to tennis again.
School, then I remembered how rare and precious school time is.
It's still early morning, still jogging, still on the way to the stadium, as if nothing has changed.
The hustle and bustle of New York happened two days ago.
In addition to the charity gala and premiere, Gao Wen's daily life is still full of schedule, including radio programs, magazine cover shoots, charity activities, public relations promotions, etc., etc., one schedule after another, filling the whole day
, even sleeping time can only be squeezed out.
From radio stations to newspapers, from magazines to new media, there were countless bustling interviews. At first, Gao Wen could remember the number of media interviews, but soon he lost the idea. The number in his mind stayed at twenty-five, but the number of interviews
The number continues to rise——
He even gave interviews to Icelandic media.
But the question is, Iceland? Do they really care about tennis?
The busy schedule lasted for a whole week, and it finally came to an end, not because the schedule was over, but because Tobias needed to make a slight adjustment. Considering that the Asian season is about to kick off, Gao Wen’s daily training and busy promotions
A balance must be found——
For professional players, performance on the field is still the key.
Moreover, the sponsorship and endorsements focusing on Gawain also need to be sorted out. Tobias needs to determine Gawain's image and future development direction, and then finalize contracts for Gawain one after another. Taking a break is for better things to come.
Set off.
In addition, there is another very important reason:
The creative and content of Nike's first separate advertisement tailored for Gao Wen has been officially finalized. They will specifically return to California and go to the desert area to complete on-site shooting. It will land around the world as soon as October and launch a comprehensive publicity campaign.
As a result, Gawain finally ended this incredible and crazy journey in New York and returned to Los Angeles, gaining valuable rest and adjustment time.
On the surface, it seems that nothing has changed, and the campus is still the familiar campus. But in fact, many things are different. As I jog through it, I don’t even realize that the trace of reluctance deep in my heart slows down my pace.
Come down, open your pores, and breathe in the campus atmosphere.
"...Gawain! Well done!"
"Gawain, look forward to your next performance!"
"Come on! Gawain, come on!"
"Champion! Ho ho ho, champion!"
"Brown bear, enter! Brown bear!"
A group of students were on their way to class. When they saw Gawain's figure, they jumped up one by one, cheering and shouting happily. The energetic voices stirred up the sunshine on the ground. In an instant, it seemed as if the whole world was filled with light.
Ripples spread out.
Gawain followed the sound and looked over, showing a smile in response. His jogging pace did not stop, and he continued to run towards the destination at a constant speed. Then there was a burst of wolf howls behind him, one after another, accompanied by laughter and whistles, with such words
Way to cheer for Gawain.
Ouch...Ouch!
The energetic shouts startled a flock of birds, flapping their wings and leaving the branches, the sparse leaves swirled and fell, and then you could hear a burst of youthful laughter, wanton and public.
See, this is the difference.
Tap tap tap.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps broke the early morning tranquility of the training ground. Taking a deep breath, the cool and fresh air surged in, and the whole person seemed to feel lighter.
But he didn't stop and kept walking forward, entering the building where the locker room is located, walking through the dim corridors, and finding the coach's office.
He stood at the door to catch his breath for a moment, then knocked on the door and looked into the frosted glass, curious to see if Coach Martin had arrived at the training ground. According to his usual habits, the coach should have to wait a little longer before coming, but——
"Please come in."
The coach's familiar voice came from inside, and Gao Wen opened the office door. A smile appeared on his face and he greeted him warmly.
"Coach, why are you so early today?"
Martin was sitting behind the desk, busy at the desk. When he heard the sound, he raised his head slowly. You could see that his face was slightly tired, but he couldn't tell clearly——
Is it because I woke up early in the morning and haven’t woken up yet, or is it because I’ve been really tired recently.
At this time, when he saw that the person coming was Gawain, a big smile broke out on Martin's cheeks. He leaned back slightly, leaned against the back of the chair and crossed his arms, speaking in a light tone.
"Isn't it because of you? Our team's No. 1 singles player has turned professional, and all the lineups for this year's season need to be overturned."
Gawain was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and laughed "hehe", "Coach, you already know."
Looking at Gawain who was slightly embarrassed in front of him, Martin's eyes showed a hint of relief, but his words were still ridiculing, "Isn't this a natural thing?"
Then, Martin stood up, walked around the desk, opened his arms and gave Gawain a big hug, and patted Gawain hard on the back.
"Congratulations! Congratulations!"
"Your performance was very good, really very good. In the game against Wawrinka, I almost thought you might lose, but you still gritted your teeth and persevered. Your performance in the third and fourth sets was really wonderful.
, the final victory should belong to you."
"After that game, I knew you had shown yourself to be a champion."
"Win beautifully!"
"Win beautifully..."
As he spoke, Martin's voice was slightly choked, and in an instant, the boiling and turbulent emotions burst out, so much so that he almost couldn't control it. He just looked at Gawain in front of him with joy, with thousands of words in the back of his throat.
Surging, but it just turned into a smile, then gently patted Gawain's shoulder, and repeated it again.
