Match point

Chapter 1718 Thought Burden
Martin raised his chin lightly, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, "As expected of a Grand Slam champion, the whole vision is different, and you can see it at a glance."

Gao Wen curled his lips, his face full of indifference, "Coach, there is no need to praise such a trivial matter, blushing."

That pretense of arrogance made Martin couldn't hold back, and his smile rose slightly, "Sure enough, it's still the same as before, and I like to make some jokes."

"Daily training is already boring enough, we need to learn to entertain ourselves." Gao Wen said straightforwardly, "Mike also liked to joke before, but Marcos always focused on his own world, so we all like to challenge Marcos, and we will collectively boo as soon as there is a situation."

"Ha, you guys, that is, Marcos has a good personality, otherwise you will probably fight..."

Martin was funny and helpless, but he stopped in the middle of his words, as if he remembered something, and his expression was a little lonely.

"Maybe Mike should learn to relax, he is under too much pressure now."

"The team members and the captain are still different after all. Coupled with the close attention of the media, everyone is concerned about what we can do this year..."

Gawain stared round his eyes, glanced at Martin, then silently turned his head to look at the court, closed his mouth, with an expression of "I don't know what you're talking about".

Martin's slightly frowning brow eased again, and he laughed again with a flutter.

"Don't play dumb, I'm connoting you."

"One Grand Slam champion is already eye-catching. The three Grand Slams performed so well this year. As a result, the entire NCAA stared at us as a family of Bruins, as if we were some kind of target. One or two tried their best to beat us and prove our ability."

"Please, we are not a bull's-eye. If you beat us, you can get ten points. There is really no need to work so hard, okay?"

Gao Wen showed a troubled look on his face, "Coach, I'm really sorry, the light can't be blocked."

"Haha." Martin laughed heartily, "Hahaha!"

Laughter, stirring in the air—

On the training ground, the players turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, and then saw Gao Wen and Martin sitting side by side.

Gao Wen was not shy either, and waved his hand in a generous greeting.

One second, two seconds.

The air froze slightly for two seconds, and one or two made eye contact, as if they couldn't believe their eyes, and immediately confirmed to their companions.

Rustling.

twitter.

In an instant, the training ground was like boiling water, gurgling, accompanied by steaming steam.

Although this is not the first time, during the offseason at the end of last year, Gao Wen was preparing for the new season at UCLA, and the campus was already lively at that time.

But when they saw Gao Wen up close again after half a year, everything seemed to have changed again. They witnessed that Gao Wen was under pressure to write brilliant step by step, and he did his part to become a brand-new symbol of the era of giants. It was precisely because they had only seen it six months ago that the feeling was even more incredible.

When they witness miracles in front of the TV screen, they can't suppress their excitement and joy, showing off to their family and friends——

"I trained with Gao Wen..."

"...he's really, really friendly and doesn't put on airs at all."

"I think he is a lunatic, training is really too focused..."

blah blah blah.

then.

They saw Gao Wen again, the real, moving and laughing Gao Wen who was waving to them, the Gao Wen who contributed to the legendary five-set tiebreaker with Federer last Friday, the boiling mixed emotions could not be expressed in words, and one or two fell into frenzy like this.

A little slower than half a beat, MacDonald also noticed.

A look of joy flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hands high and waved vigorously towards Gao Wen, and he could clearly feel the joy emanating from the inside out.

But it only lasted for a moment, and Macdonald's expression became slightly awkward, the joy and excitement subsided, and he looked away in embarrassment.

Gawain noticed, Martin also noticed——

Martin glanced at Gao Wen, feeling a little worried.

Although Martin believed in Gawain's character, there was one moment and another.

Now Gao Wen is surrounded by applause and flowers, and at the same time bears unimaginable pressure. It is a completely different world. Even if he is as mature as Gao Wen, he is still only 19 years old after all, and changes are inevitable.

Martin was worried that Gawain had misunderstood.

After thinking about it, Martin explained, "Mike is guilty, and I feel sorry for you."

Gao Wen had question marks all over his head, "Coach, this is not my team, why should he be sorry for me?"

Such a reaction reassures Martin:

Gao Wen was still the same Gao Wen, no different from before.

Thinking back on his worries just now, it was a little ridiculous, but at the same time he felt a little relieved. From before to now, he really did not misjudge this young man.

A smile crept up the corner of his mouth.

"Gao Wen, whether you admit it or not, in the eyes of others, you are the Bruins, the Bruins are you, and you are the core contributor to our team and singles championships last year."

Gao Wen opened his mouth slightly, confused and surprised, "Uh, did they misunderstand the team competition?"

The disdainful words caught the point at once, and Martin laughed outright, "Haha."

"I know, you don't think like that, you never think like that, but that's the way life is, people only see what they want to see."

"Especially after you climbed to the top in Melbourne Park, the aura is too strong, and the Bruins will directly draw an equal sign with you, just like an avatar and a logo."

"Maybe it's absurd to say it, but many players in the NCAA believe that as long as they can beat the Bruins, they'll be equal to defeating Gawain."

Just after he finished speaking, Martin saw the expression on Gawain's face. It was neither mocking nor attacking, but an expression of watching a show.

Inexplicably, the sense of joy rose spontaneously, and the absurdity and humor in it were self-evident.

Martin also showed a smile, but then let out a heavy breath.

"The problem is not with others, but with ourselves."

"Our results last year were really good, and we hardly lost. This year, everyone is holding their breath and wants to beat us and get back a victory."

"Originally, we lost three important main players, and our strength was greatly reduced; now we are carrying a heavy burden, and they don't want to live up to your reputation."

"then……"

Between the back and forth, the ups and downs of mentality, confusion of thoughts, and fluctuations in state are inevitable, and the team fell into an unprecedented crisis.

Gao Wen understood, [-]% understood.

In the past three months, Gao Wen himself has also experienced the siege and attention of the media, and unimaginable pressure has filled every corner of his life.

Roland-Garros and Wimbledon won consecutive long sets and ended in the semi-finals. Although mainstream voices applauded Gao Wen, negative voices still existed.

Some people think that Gawain's magical aura is no longer there, just like Bouchard, and it will slowly decline in the future.

Some people think that from the US Open to the Australian Open, Gao Wen won the championship with his outstanding performance at critical moments; but when he came to French Open and Wimbledon, he lost his courage and strength at critical moments. Both times he lost the game in a long set. This may be the beginning of an epic landslide.

See, this is the web; this is reality.

(End of this chapter)