Match Point: Chapter 622 little stupid thing

"Match Point(

Qiao Wangsheng couldn't believe what he was doing:

star chasing?

please! In a few years, he will be forty years old, and he has been working in the society for more than ten years. Star chasing should be exclusive to those young people with countless energy and enthusiasm. From any point of view, he should not Show up here, among a bunch of college students.

What the **** is going on with him?

When such a thing happens at the age of 18, people will envy and say that it is "romantic", and lament how good it is to be young; but at his age, it is still the same, and people will roll their eyes and complain That's "stupid", hasn't it been polished enough after entering the society?

After the game, Qiao Wangsheng and two other familiar fans left the center court. Because Gao Wen left the court in a hurry for today's game, they had no chance to ask for autographs, so they thought about waiting for the end of the press conference to be able to get close see Gao Wen.

Actually, Qiao Wangsheng just wanted to tell Gao Wen:

Don't worry, he played well in this game, he can walk off the court with his jaw high, not sad or frustrated.

Then, Qiao Wangsheng met a group of fanatical fans at the entrance of the center court, all of them were college students from Shanghai, who came to support Gao Wen—

They also hoped to buy tickets to watch Gao Wen's game with their own eyes, but the tickets for the semi-finals were too expensive, and they were all sold out. A group of students obviously couldn't afford it, so they all waited at the gate of the stadium, no matter what , they all hoped to show their support to Gao Wen with their actual actions.

This group of young people had been waiting since before the game started in the afternoon, but the young and enthusiastic people did not feel tired at all, and they all expressed their enthusiasm that they could continue to wait.

This enthusiasm also infected Qiao Wangsheng, so impulsively, he also stayed.

Then, for some reason, before he could react, Qiao Wangsheng had already followed the fan team to the hotel lobby, waiting patiently.

Time passed silently between the fingers, and the night fell in a blink of an eye, and it was already dark in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Wangsheng also felt a little strange.

But the problem is that, apart from some surprises and surprises, Qiao Wangsheng actually...doesn't regret it, not only won't, but also enjoys it completely, as if he returned to his college days overnight——

Because I like Ferrero and Safin, and a group of fans and friends, they are running in the streets and alleys of Shanghai, with cheerful laughter falling on the sycamore leaves all over the ground, colorful and gorgeous.

The time with the fans will never be boring. They chat about tennis, Gawain, Grand Slams, other players they like, those classic games, and those heart-stopping memory moments. How can you get tired when the topic is thrown out and you can get countless responses?

Looking at the vibrant faces in front of him, Qiao Wangsheng couldn't help but think:

People always put layers of shackles on themselves. Some things should not be done when they reach a certain age. Some things should learn to give up after hitting a wall. There is no meaning.

But the question is, life is so long, and the end of the road is the same, why should they be so anxious? Where are you rushing to? Why can't they slow down and enjoy the scenery along the way?

Occasionally wasting a little time, occasionally embracing some dreams, and occasionally insisting on some stupidity, just like occasionally taking some detours, detours, and appreciating different possibilities and different scenery, which is actually quite good.

Gao Wen reawakened the light of dreams; and the group of fans in front of him reawakened the joy of stupid things.

Happiness doesn't seem to be that difficult.

"...Do you think Gao Wen is fine? In the last stage of today's game, I saw that Gao Wen almost couldn't stand still, but as soon as he hit the ball, he ran away. I was really worried about his left calf. I heard that When I was in Gaowen University, my left knee seemed to be almost injured."

"The season has come to an end. I really don't want to get injured. Isn't Raonic just retired from injury?"

A moment ago, everyone was still discussing Gao Wen's outstanding performance against Djokovic in the semi-finals of the US Open. There are too many impressive rounds.

The next moment, everyone couldn't help worrying about Gao Wen's physical condition. After all, there were more difficult matches during the US Open, but they had never seen Gao Wen so embarrassed.

Qiao Wangsheng thought for a while,

"It should be fine."

"Didn't the post-match press conference say it, it was just a cramp."

"I think it should be that after the U.S. Open, the whole training is not systematic, and the physical reserve has not been adjusted. Simon's style of play is particularly difficult. Today's game was full of twists and turns, so the consumption was even more severe, which caused cramps. It should be fine. .”

When he spoke, Qiao Wangsheng wasn't too sure. He was convincing the fans as well as himself, otherwise they would fall into worry and would never be able to get rid of it.

But as he talked, Qiao Wangsheng became more and more determined.

"Gao Wen is a firm-willed person. After systematic training in the next period of time, he should be able to adjust quickly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Involuntarily, everyone also nodded, with a hint of confidence in their eyes.

Isn't the most admirable thing about Gao Wen the whole game style and temperament? They should trust Gao Wen more than anyone else.

"Gawain!"

At this moment, a shout broke the silence. In an instant, all the bustling eyes looked towards the source of the sound, and then followed the man's line of sight towards the same direction, like a group of meerkats.

Then, Qiao Wangsheng saw Gao Wen.

White sports shorts, a dark blue sports jacket, with white socks and white sneakers, very relaxed and very ordinary attire, but the slender figure and well-proportioned proportions reveal a breath of sunshine in the gestures and gestures, blowing toward the face.

At this moment, a little tiredness was revealed from the stubborn curled up hair and slightly confused eyes, and a trace left by the folds of clothes could be seen on the side of the cheek, and the slightly rosy cheeks also revealed the sleepiness of just waking up, the corners of the mouth With a big smile on his face, he walked towards him.

The sun is bright and clear, as if you can smell the freshness and brightness of the first ray of morning light beating on the waves.

From a distance, Gao Wen saw the bustling figures in front of him, he paused for a while, his expression was a little confused, and then he bowed very politely from a distance, and asked cautiously.

"Sorry to bother you, who are Gawain's fans? I just heard that they are waiting here, so..."

As he spoke, Gao Wen became a little uncertain, and the following words also revealed a little embarrassment—

He always felt that he couldn't find the wrong person, right? It would be embarrassing if you were an avid fan of an actor or singer, but you came to him yourself.