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Chapter 963

Chapter 963: Surging Heart

A full two weeks of fierce battles, the suspense of "Big Four VS Challengers", the anxiety of "Gawain VS Host", the collision of upsets and expectations, a new chapter of competition among heroes and the contention of a hundred schools of thought, the men's tennis world standing at the crossroads of history,

A heat wave of controversy and chaos, excitement and excitement...

finally!

The ending has come.

Gawain, ascend to the top of the championship!

The roar swept through the entire place like a tropical storm.

Gao Wen, surrounded by the boiling heat wave of the whole audience, walked up to the podium, and then saw the white-haired and kind-hearted old Mr. Laval, waiting for him next to the trophy.

There was a bright smile on the face of this legendary man, and even though he looked slightly tired, he could not conceal the happiness and enjoyment shown between his brows.

Then, he stooped and gave Gawain a hug, patted Gawain on the shoulder, and gave a look.

Gawain immediately bent his knees obediently and maintained a squatting posture, and Mr. Laval spoke loudly in his ear.

"I haven't seen such a wonderful game for a long, long time. Thank you for reawakening my enthusiasm. This old bone also wants to return to the court to play two rounds."

Kind, sincere, and with a bit of old naughty cuteness.

The smile in Gawain's eyes just flowed out, "If Mr. Laval doesn't mind, I am willing to serve as a sparring partner. I hope to have such an honor."

Mr. Laver laughed cheerfully, "We can wait for tennis. Why not make a date for golf first?"

Gawain was dumbfounded and stuttered for a rare moment: Golf? This is a game where you can understand everything but not everything.

Mr. Laval's eyes were full of smiles, and then he handed the championship trophy to Gawain, "Hurry up, this trophy is really too heavy, I won't be able to catch it."

In a panic, Gawain quickly took the trophy.

That cautious look made Mr. Raval laugh again, and then he stepped aside, leaving the center of the spotlight to Gawain.

Gawain didn't have time to pay attention to this, because——

Shen.

This is truly heartfelt and absolutely full of weight.

The men's singles championship trophy of the Australian Open is called the "Norman-Brookes-Challenge-Cup".

The trophy is named in memory of Norman Brooks, an outstanding Australian tennis player in the early 19th century. Before the Open era, he was the world's top player. He was not only the first non-British player in history to reach the top of Wimbledon, but also

Won the Australian Open title in 1911.

In 1934, the Australian Open awarded the championship trophy for the first time, so it was named after Norman Brooks.

In the blink of an eye, eighty-one years have passed like this, passed down from generation to generation, and now it is in the hands of Gao Wen.

The trophy weighs beyond imagination and weighs heavily on my arms. I can feel the weight of this championship and the weight of historical heritage in my heart.

Time and years have evolved into the names of champions one after another, and the records are engraved on the trophies. Next, Gawain's name will become the next one.

In an instant, my mood surged again.

Gawain's fingertips lightly traced the names on the base of the trophy. Then, Gawain grabbed the base with both hands, raised it high, and climbed to the top to be crowned!

Ahhhh!

Oh oh oh!

Ho ho ho!

The whole place was filled with thunder, mighty and continuous, and everyone's hearts were filled with excitement, because they were witnessing the birth of another history.

This time, alone and helpless, it was the Australian fans' turn.

Even the Serbian fans seemed relieved and stood up one after another to applaud Gawain.

The only exception was the fans of the host country, who were surrounded and swallowed up by the roar of the entire stadium——

Competitive sports transcends victory and defeat, race, national boundaries, age, gender, and even differences. The pure and simple competitive spirit, constantly challenging oneself, constantly challenging the limits, and purely pursuing the ultimate of human beings, is the best.

The most beautiful and the most shining.

Tonight, Gawain showed this with practical actions.

The ups and downs, twists and turns, and desperate reversal of the game condensed Gao Wen's two-week journey at Melbourne Park into the glory of this moment.

Australian fans looked at Gao Wen who held the championship trophy high, with tears in his eyes filled with stars and sea, which was the light of dreams and the power of faith.

Across the entire stadium, one can also deeply feel the excitement that is hitting, burning, and gushing out in Gao Wen's chest.

Involuntarily, the hearts of the fans of the host country also beat and hit.

Who can refuse such a game?

So, should they cheer for Gawain? Should they applaud Gawain? Should they put aside their own prejudices and positions to pay tribute to this game?

"Come on, Gawain!"

"Well done, Gawain!"

"Girl Knight, I love you!"

Gao Wen put the Norman Brooks Challenge Cup back on the podium, stood in front of the microphone, and was about to give his acceptance speech, but found that the scene was not quiet——

Sure enough, it is still the iconic noise of Melbourne Park.

Moreover, tonight is different from last year's Flushing. Although Gawain still plays the role of the dark horse in the following crimes, he is no longer a nobody.

In just six months, many things have changed.

Gawain glanced at the microphone in front of him and replied smoothly.

"Thank you, although I want to answer 'me too', but considering that my mother has not heard me say this sentence yet, she should be staring at me at this moment, so my words can only go here.

"

……Hahaha.

The Rod Laver Arena was completely unprepared for Gao Wen's response, and instantly became a sea of ​​laughter.

This adaptability to changing situations is truly amazing.

The corners of Gawain's mouth also raised slightly, and he returned to the topic and continued.

"Thank you, thank you for coming to this stadium to watch the game tonight."

"I have been looking forward to playing in this court for a long time, because I heard that this court is engraved with a famous saying of Mr. Rod Laver, 'The most vulnerable time in a tennis game is when you are leading.

', this is also my game motto, so I have been looking forward to playing on this court."

"Tonight, the dream finally comes true."

"It's an honor, but I'm a little unsure. I hope the audience will enjoy tonight's game."

At this point, he paused for a moment and looked around the audience——

A pun.

This year, Gao Wen played against three giants in the three games at Rod Laver Arena. Coupled with off-field reasons, he has never been the favorite of the audience, and overwhelming boos were the norm, which eventually evolved into what he is today.

The late "Seven-Point Rebellion" is undoubtedly another history.

Now, Gawain is asking:

Australia, did you like this game?

This is a mockery and a ridicule, light but clever, sharp and smart.

Then, the cheers slowly gathered, becoming more and more turbulent, more cheerful and more intense. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a rolling heat wave of whistles and applause, roaring across the entire venue like the Milky Way falling from the sky, and the air was boiling.

It evolved into a sea of ​​fire and spread vigorously.

(End of chapter)


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