Match Point: Chapter 1663 1 constant sound

On that side, Murray was moving, ready to defend.

In this compartment, Gao Wen is also moving, preparing to press high. What he is thinking about is not going left or right, but this shot, and only this shot.

OK. OK. OK.

Keep moving, keep looking, keep adjusting.

Seeing that the tennis ball was about to start to fall, Gao Wen finally found the hitting area in a small circle two steps away from the bottom line and close to the forehand position but not far from the big triangle.

He quickly glanced at Murray's position. He was still standing in the center of the court, not moving easily, and kept shaking left and right to confuse the audience.

Hoo hoo.

Gale, hunting, Gawain adjusted his breathing a little, and rediscovered the rhythm and state of hitting the ball.

The sound of wind, sunlight, audience, emerald green, scorching heat, etc. spread in the air, blurring into a halo, hazy covering the front view.

Then, a light spot appeared and slowly expanded, and the halo was pushed out from the corners of the eyes. The vision in front of him gradually became clear, and he found a path among the hustle and bustle of noise and turmoil.

At the end of the road, there is an endless sea.

There was no hesitation, no pause, and no timidity.

Bend your knees, kick off, jump.

Swing, extend, push down.

The entire high-pressure volley movement was completed in one go, and the racket found the hitting point in the air without any mistakes. A downward pressure covered the rapidly falling tennis ball, and the strength of the wrist and forearm poured out, squeezing the tennis ball to change the flight trajectory, turning into a ball. The mustard yellow streamer rushed out.

"ah!"

Force, high pressure.

"Ahhh!"

Power, burst.

nothing left-

The heart is beating wildly, hitting the chest frantically and sending out bursts of thunder.

The palm was slightly permeated with sweat, and the handle seemed a little slippery when the fingertips rubbed against the handle.

It was nervousness, but also excitement, the adrenaline was bursting, and mixed emotions were intertwined. Facing the opportunity, his fingertips became slightly numb and stiff.

The body reacts, not a lie.

But the difference is that at this moment, the brain dominates the body and rationally controls emotions. The more tense you are, the more immersed you will be, and you will enter a state of ecstasy.

Calm and focus.

Brave and decisive.

Gao Wen's eyes burst out with indomitable perseverance and determination, and the whole batting action was done in one go, linking all the forces together.

Deep in the dantian, it is burning.

Tennis, compressed to the extreme, turned into a light bullet piercing the court.

At the same time Murray started to move towards the forehand position in an attempt to cover the oblique position, the mustard yellow light dragged its long tail and rushed towards the backhand position in a straight line. Accurately find the landing point in the wide space between the baseline and the sideline.

then-

Fall, land.

Burst!

"ah!"

The final word.

"Ahhh!"

Destroyed, crisp and clean, the dust settled.

Murray guessed the wrong direction and had no chance; Gao Wen relied on calm observation and overall control to tear a passage between the lightning and flint, from the top of the head to the bottom line, straight and sharp, across the audience, with an unparalleled and indisputable The way, firmly grasping the gap.

The last point, draw a full stop.

Match point, realize success, and firmly grasp it.

"ah!"

All of a sudden, Gao Wen raised his hands up high, screamed to the sky, roared and let go, cheered heartily, hot sweat flowed all the way back to his body along his arms, the sun shone down, and his whole body was shining like blood. Like a **** of war, he announced his debut forcefully, bombarded with energy continuously.

finally!

Victory, at hand.

Shouting and shouting, the smile bloomed wantonly at the corner of the mouth, pure and simple, strong and hot, standing in place sweating profusely, laughing brightly like a child, the happiness and joy that comes from the depths of the soul in the sunshine It was shining brightly, and even the strong wind stopped.

There was a roar in my mind.

He loves moments like this, he enjoys moments like this—

Because of victory, 100%, but not only because of victory.

Because of fighting, because of hard work, because of unreserved release, because of the battle of bayonets, because of the hearty duel, because of challenging opponents to challenge themselves to challenge the limit.

At the end of the burning, winning, all of this makes the victory sweeter and happier, and the adrenaline is in full bloom in the mind.

"Ahhh!"

Turning around, Gao Wen easily found his player's box in the stands of the stadium, and laughed cheerfully, brilliantly and recklessly.

Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun were cheering, clapping, and punching. Agassi and Pelt also showed smiles and hugged each other. Sampras was wiping the tears from his cheeks, laughing and crying at the same time, trying to control himself , but found that the tears burst, and he looked very embarrassed.

For a long time, Sampras believed that he believed that Gao Wen could create success at the All England Club, but he had to suppress his desire.

He doesn't want his dreams and expectations to be the shackles of Gao Wen, and he doesn't want his regrets and unwillingness to become Gao Wen's burden. He has his own career and owns his own brilliance and brilliance, which is enough; And Gao Wen should create a future for him.

Write those stories in Gao Wen's own way.

Therefore, when he returned to the All England Club after many years, Sampras had to work hard to suppress his excitement and expectations, and kept telling himself over and over again:

Indeed, Gawain will leave a strong mark at Wimbledon, but it doesn't matter if it's not this year, they still have a long future.

Especially after the narrow victory over Istomin in the first round to save the match point, Sampras was deeply aware of this.

He couldn't imagine the pressure on Gawain's shoulders.

From Flushing to Melbourne Park and then to Roland Garros, in the past three Grand Slams, Gawain has a solid record, champion, champion, semi-finals; naturally, when Gawain came to the All England Club, his expectations have been rising steadily, Coupled with the name of Sampras, it is even more out of control.

Perhaps, the record of one win and one loss in the grassland season helped to cool down a lot, but the research vision gathered on Gao Wen also quietly changed a little:

Will Gao Wen be eliminated in the first round? How far can Gawain go at Wimbledon? Where will Gao Wen's worst record in the first four Grand Slams of his career end? After experiencing three brilliant grand slams, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com came to the back garden of coach Sampras. Will Gao Wen bring a disappointing performance?

And so on.

So, Sampras kept telling himself, keep a normal mind, keep a normal mind, but he didn't expect that he was more nervous than himself in the competition.

Until now.

When he saw the smile on Gao Wen's face, Sampras didn't know what was going on, and mixed and turbulent emotions surged up his brain. Before he could react, the tears burst, and countless thoughts And emotions rampage in the brain, can't stop—

Final Four.

Under the pressure, under the expectations and doubts, over the attention and discussion, Gao Wen did it again and again, advancing to the semi-finals at the All England Club.

Oh God, he is so madly in love with the sport.

A smile blooms wantonly amidst the hazy hot tears.