Above the head, paper fireworks were in full bloom, and the silver fragments flying in the sky reflected the gorgeous light, and the colorful halo bloomed like this.
It's like standing on top of the world and opening your arms to embrace the world.
Raising my head and looking at the dazzling silver snowflakes, happiness and joy exploded in my chest, even crazier than the US Open.
"It's very difficult to reach the top; but staying at the top is the real difficulty."
The US Open is a breakthrough, a reward, and an adventure. Even Gao Wen himself did not expect it, he just kept his head down and ran forward.
Paris is a test. After experiencing the bumps, troughs, and trials of the Asian season and the European indoor season, I have always returned to the top of the mountain.
A Grand Slam championship is a turning point, but it is also a starting point, a turning point that opens a door to a new world, and a starting point for a new journey.
Now, Gawain finally understood the meaning of this sentence, and he has taken a solid first step in the world. He can't wait to move forward and start adventures.
He lowered his head and looked at the heavy Paris Masters championship trophy in his hand. It is a copper trophy with branches spread out like antlers. It still retains the patina left by time and humidity, but it truly shows art.
The strength, and then, lifted high.
boom!
Following Gawain's actions, the entire venue roared, applause and shouts intertwined, erupting with incredible energy, turning the Accor Arena into a volcano.
At this point, the last ATP Masters event in 2014 has ended and all competitions have come to an end, waiting for the coming year.
The doubles championship belongs to the Bryan brothers. With this championship trophy, these legendary doubles stars have also locked in the world's number one position at the end of the year in advance.
The singles champion belongs to Gawain, and a new face has been added to the list of Masters champions, further presenting a new pattern in men's tennis.
"...Gawain..."
"I love you……"
"...You are the best."
"Ah! Ahhh!"
"Girl Knight, my knight!"
Screams and cheers, roars and roars, mixed with cries that were slightly trembling due to excessive excitement, were vented like a violent storm.
In less than three months, Gao Wen has undoubtedly become an emerging idol in men's professional tennis.
Perhaps, it lacks a little appeal for senior fans. After all, they already have their favorite players, but this does not prevent them from appreciating Gao Wen's style and game. Today's game against Djokovic
, Gao Wen gained a group of supporters with his performance.
At the same time, for young fans, they have been waiting hard for the rise of the new generation of players. The "Big Four" have returned to strength but they are all old faces. The professional tennis world needs the injection of more fresh blood. Then, they have waited.
Raonic, Dimitrov, and Gawain.
Those faces were filled with excitement, excitement, and joy, as if they had won the Masters Championship themselves.
From a distance, I saw Gao Wen approaching with the equipment bag on his back and the trophy in hand. Before he could even arrive, the fans and spectators crowded in the stands on the left side of the player tunnel started to commotion, and the roaring roar accompanied Gao Wen.
gradually approaching, and continue to challenge the peak.
really!
Gao Wen lived up to expectations and stopped, temporarily placing the equipment bag and trophy on the ground, showing a smile, taking the carbon pen from the fan's hand, and skillfully signed on the tennis balls of different sizes; there was a chirping sound in his ears.
Expressing their enthusiasm, Gao Wen also continued to express his gratitude.
Then, you can see familiar faces scurrying out of your sight like moles, celebrating loudly and cheerfully——
They were the same group of people who happened to meet at the door of the tavern.
"...congratulations on winning the championship."
"The game was really exciting."
"If I had known earlier, I should have watched it from the first scene."
"Start watching tennis today."
"If we have a chance, let's go to the tavern to celebrate together."
"Next time we meet, I'll pay for the drinks."
"I just can't imagine how you did it on match point in the second set."
"That's it, my heart is about to burst."
Chirping, so calm yet so sincere, everyone burst into laughter as you spoke, and the joy and happiness in the words overflowed.
Although they met by chance, it can be seen that they are sincerely cheering for Gawain, which is another bonus in Paris.
Gawain also showed a big smile.
"I didn't ask for autographs and photos at the time. It's too late now."
One sentence made all the friends in the tavern burst into laughter. The other fans nearby didn't know what was going on and looked at them half-comprehensively.
Even if they don't know anything, they can still feel the joy of the atmosphere, and their smiles are so contagious that they also start laughing together.
After completing another signature, Gawain handed the tennis ball back, turned slightly sideways, and took the next tennis ball. He subconsciously raised his head and showed a smile, and then he saw another familiar face among the bustling crowd, and his eyes finally opened.
As soon as it was lowered, it was lifted up again.
"Hey, stranger."
It's Emily Plan.
There was a slight smile on that beautiful face, and there was a hint of successful mischief in the bright eyes, and it seemed that he was very satisfied with Gawain's expression.
Gawain was indeed killed and caught off guard. He did not expect that he would see Pu Lan again here.
So, is this the third time?
Pulan didn't say much, pointed to the tennis ball in Gawain's hand, and said with a smile.
"Can you sign your autograph for me? I've been waiting for thirty minutes."
While talking, he also made a "three" gesture with his fingers.
The smile on Gawain's lips fell sparsely into his eyes, "Of course, no problem."
After a quick signature, he handed the tennis ball to Pulan. Gawain wanted to say something, but the opportunity didn't seem right now.
The densely packed arms around him were like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, tightly surrounding Gawain's neck. He had to suspect that if he turned around and left at this time, these arms might act excessively.
However, before Gawain could speak, Pulan had already taken the tennis ball. In the blink of an eye, Gawain felt that there was something extra in his hand. He didn't have time to examine it carefully, so he took advantage of the situation and stuffed the thing in his palm.
In the pocket of sweatpants.
When he raised his head, he could see Pu Lan blinking at Gawain.
"Congratulations!"
"The game was really exciting."
After saying that, Pulan took a small step back. The surging crowd around him quickly filled the gap like a tide. In the blink of an eye, Pulan had disappeared, but the bustling fans were still waiting for Gawain like nestlings waiting to be fed.
s concern.
Gawain looked at the direction in which Pulan disappeared, and was slightly stunned. He quickly recovered and continued to sign, but the smile at the corner of his mouth rose unknowingly.