Margaret Court Stadium is erupting continuously. The mighty heat wave is like a waterfall, falling along the golden sunlight and continuously impacting the skin. The pores can deeply feel the roar and heat, and then
It burned together uncontrollably.
Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun were also entering the stadium, following the crowd in an orderly manner. The cheers from the audience made them a little dizzy——
Hasn't this game started yet?
Right now!
A group of young people with their faces painted bright yellow lined up arm in arm and passed by like a train. One by one, they made faces at Gao Hongli and others, stuck out their long tongues, and roared loudly with ferocious faces.
"Come on Nick!"
"Ho ho ho! Nick! Nick! Nick!"
"Australia must win!"
A series of cheers and roars rang in their ears, and they did not stop in their footsteps. They raised their hands high, cheered and moved forward, and walked away.
Then, there were waves of echoes in my ears, and other spectators nearby started to shout a beat or two slower, just like an artificial echo wall.
"...Nick, nick, ok, ok, ok..."
"...We must win, win, win, win..."
The lingering sound lingered for three days.
Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun looked at each other, and then they both laughed.
The atmosphere of watching the Australian Open is indeed very different from that of the US Open.
Although the United States also has a large number of players ranked among the top 100 in the world in singles, the audience has never been stingy with their enthusiasm and passion to cheer for the host players and create a home atmosphere; but New York residents will not do this to this extent, not like this
Crazy and not so devoted.
Therefore, in Flushing, what you feel is noise; in Melbourne Park, what you feel is heat, edge, pressure, and even attack.
When I arrived at the players' box, Graf had arrived early, looking a little lonely. Jiang Yanyun immediately greeted him warmly.
"Where's Andre?"
"They are still warming up with Gao Wen. Today's debut time is a little earlier than expected. The previous game ended too quickly, so we need to pay attention to the warm-up and not rush it. Andre and Peter stayed to watch."
"Ah, it's not too early..."
Jiang Yanyun was talking to Graf, and he didn't say a few words before he was interrupted again. A series of familiar Chinese words mixed with English came from behind.
"Come on! Gawain!"
"Victory, victory, victory!"
"Forward! Forward! Forward!"
Subconsciously, I turned my head to follow the voice and looked over, but I couldn't see the face at all. I only saw the five-star red flag held high and fluttering in the wind with the running footsteps, leaving a series of long blushes in the bustling crowd.
.
Jiang Yanyun couldn't help but be stunned, not knowing whether or how he should respond.
As a result, a group of people with different skin colors and faces could be seen around the aisle, raising their hands in front of the five-star red flag and shouting together.
"Gawain!"
"Gawain Gawain!"
Cheers and shouts rolled forward like waves.
The smile on Jiang Yanyun's lips rose involuntarily, filled with happiness and joy. He turned back and looked at Graf, and then he saw Graf raising his hands clenched into fists and cheering together.
"Gawain will win!"
Ha ha.
The two of them laughed.
Graf signaled to Jiang Yanyun, "In today's game, off-field interference should be an unknown factor."
As soon as Jiang Yanyun turned around, he could see a long wave of people surging mightily, boundlessly, spreading throughout the entire venue.
At the same time, the brilliance of blue and the flamboyance of red collided together, and the flags fluttering in the wind were all over the corners of Margaret Court Stadium. Although it was impossible to see the faces clearly, one could still see the faces.
The dancing of the flags felt a steady stream of enthusiasm.
In a trance, it was like being in the center of an active volcano. The magma was boiling and waiting to explode, but the sulfur smell that filled the air already deeply felt the tension and restlessness of the impending eruption.
Even if I have personally experienced the pinnacle showdown at Arthur Ashe Stadium, seeing this scene again is still unbelievable.
Jiang Yanyun opened his mouth wide, "I thought only football was like this, but it turns out tennis is like this too?"
Graf nodded, "It will be like this in Melbourne, not the other three Grand Slams."
It turns out that this is a feature.
The volcano is ready, and being in it is so majestic yet so small.
Yu Jia couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filling the air made her heart beat faster.
"Director Zhang, what do you think of today's game?"
"Gawain should be fine."
With such understatement, Yu Jia could deeply feel Zhang Sheng's confidence, which surprised Yu Jia——
From the perspective of fans, Yu Jia and Zhang Sheng certainly support Gao Wen unconditionally; but fans are fans, and professional opinions are another matter.
It's a bit incredible to say that Gao Wen has only been on the rise for just half a year, but he has already won the trust of countless fans because his performance on the court is indeed excellent.
In fact, the game "Gawain VS Kyrgios" is far from as easy as it seems, and the meaning is far more than that.
The winner will become the first player since Federer in 2001 to reach the quarterfinals of different Grand Slam tournaments before the age of twenty.
Maybe Gawain defeated Kyrgios at the US Open, but tennis is like this. Every encounter and every confrontation is a brand new game.
What's more, this is Australia, and the home court advantage cannot be ignored. Kyrgios is also a big-stage player. The bigger the stage, the more applause, and the stronger the desire to perform.
But Zhang Sheng did not hesitate or hesitate.
Yu Jia was a little surprised and looked at Zhang Sheng twice.
Zhang Sheng laughed, blew out a long puff of smoke, and then explained.
"Gawain is a very proud man. He has his own beliefs and will. He will strive for victory wholeheartedly, but he will never do whatever it takes to win. Instead, after failure, it will be deeply imprinted in his mind and wait for the next time.
On the court, win it back through the game with dignity."
"His edge is all hidden in his bones and he will not easily expose his shortcomings, because players all know that emotional fluctuations are not good for tennis."
"However, in this pre-match press conference, Gao Wen launched an attack. It was definitely not impulsive, but a tactic."
"At least that's what I think."
Zhang Shengzhan showed a big smile and patted Yu Jia on the shoulder without saying anything more.
"Preparations are needed."
"Who would have thought that our men's singles would enter the second week of a Grand Slam again?"
Because of Zhang Sheng's words, Yu Jia's smile rose cheerfully. She turned around and once again took in the grand scene of Melbourne Park. Then she clenched her fists heavily and followed Zhang Sheng's footsteps with long strides.
At the same time, at the players' tunnel at Margaret Court Stadium, Gawain and Kyrgios were ready and standing at the entrance waiting for the announcement of their appearance.
Fighting in close combat is on the verge of breaking out.
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