Match point

Chapter 1771 A Faith

"I thought you were going to keep trying." Pelt didn't hide his surprise.

Once someone speaks, the balance of silence will be broken. At this time, it can be seen that Pelt prefers Gao Wen to continue to appear in the semi-finals.

The arc of Gao Wen's mouth slightly raised, and he nodded in affirmation——

Sure enough, his team still knows himself very well.This is a good thing.

"Yes, I'm not ready to give up."

Gao Wen gave an affirmative answer.

So, what happened to that sentence just now?

"You know me. It's not my style to give up without trying or trying hard. Is this a kind of stubbornness or a kind of stupidity?"

Just like today's game.

In fact, from the perspective of pros and cons, it is a wise choice to withdraw from the tournament. It is not worth taking a risk in the quarter-finals of the Masters, after all, there is a more important US Open behind.

But in Gao Wen's view, competitive sports cannot be simply measured by numbers, and the so-called pros and cons are not just the weight of the event and the number of points.

If he chooses to give up every time he encounters difficulties and injuries, then the player who gives up his reason and struggles on the field will slowly disappear.

"I think the reason why I am able to come to where I am now is because of this... Stubbornness, no matter how stupid it is, it is my belief and my pillar."

"When I stand on the court, this is my style. Apart from calculation and layout, games and confrontations, belief and will are the core; after leaving the court, it is still my way of life and principles. I don't think Competitive sports should be calculated clearly and mathematically."

"So, I'll try and see."

Simple, plain, sincere, but full of weight and heavy.

"Dr. Harris just said that we need to observe tonight, and then wait until tomorrow morning to see the situation. At that time, we will go to the training ground to try some batting exercises and observe the physical reaction."

"If possible, I still hope to continue to play and complete the semi-finals."

"The words at the press conference, I am serious, not on the spot."

Gao Wen didn't raise his voice or get emotional. He smiled the whole time and explained his thoughts in a straightforward manner, but he could feel that these words were well thought out and sincere at the same time.

Although the atmosphere was still solemn, Tobias inexplicably wanted to make a joke, "Are you sure? Those reporters are fooled by you."

Gao Wen spread his hands, "That means they are not professional enough, so they just believe my words casually."

puff.

Sampras didn't hold back, and laughed outright when he saw the righteous Gao Wen, and the atmosphere finally relaxed.

Sampras was a little embarrassed, and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Then what do you mean by what you just said?"

Gao Wen didn't hold back either.

"I know that the right thing to do is to withdraw from the Rogers Cup and prepare for the US Open."

"But Pete, Andre, you all know that injuries are not just one time, once and for all, in the future, we will encounter countless similar situations, or even worse situations, and we need to slowly start to face their existence , and learn how to live with them.”

"Withdrawing from the Rogers Cup will guarantee smooth sailing in Flushing?"

Gao Wen's rhetorical question made Sampras roll his eyes again, "You child, why are you talking nonsense, cancel it, cancel that sentence just now."

The corners of Gawain's mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"I mean, even with injuries, I'm not going to give up the fight. I'm not going to run away."

"So, I'm going to try it out and give myself a chance."

"but."

"I'm not stupid—at least I hope I'm not..."

Neither Tobias nor Sampras could hold back the self-spitting, and chuckled helplessly.

Sampras also complained, "You are probably the smartest person in the room."

Gao Wen's words were not interrupted, and continued to finish.

"...If tomorrow's batting practice doesn't go well, then I won't go my own way and insist on hitting the wall."

"Also, Pete, thank you, but you don't need to underestimate yourself, in fact, you are quite smart."

what!
Agassi didn't give Sampras any face, and laughed directly, even Pelt's eyes were full of smiles.

Gao Wen's attitude is simple but not simple——

I didn't think about the US Open, I didn't think about the battle for the number one in the world, I didn't think about the pressure of the sponsors, I just focused on myself and the present.

It's as if they didn't expect today's injury, and they can't predict the direction of the follow-up things. Therefore, since the whole thing is complicated, it's better to simply put aside the pros and cons, start from the present, and move forward step by step. Focus on himself.

Right now, at this moment, now, how is Gao Wen's body reacting?Can you prepare for tomorrow's game?

They, step by step.

Everything, is about tennis and only about tennis.

In the VIP lounge, laughter still surged in the air, but slowly settled down.

Gao Wen, is still the same Gao Wen, calm, steady, and wise, showing a maturity that does not match his age, in fact, he is the real smart, without looking forward and backward, without hesitation, and without swaying left and right, and always maintains a wave of faith , unswervingly, and all the way forward.

This belief guides Gao Wen step by step to the present position, and at the same time guides Gao Wen to continue to face the coming storm.

Are those pros and cons important?
It's important, it's still important, but whether Tobias, Sampras or Agassi, they are not ready to speak.

It was enough for them to worry about all these disturbing things, and it was enough for Gao Wen to continue to concentrate on training and competitions.

When Gao Wen threw himself into the game without reservation, that was the moment of brilliance.

In the air, the messy thoughts were still raging, but quietly, they all found a direction, and they were firmly united again.

"How does your body feel now?"

"How about it, are you mentally prepared to go out and face the reporters later?"

"Gao Wen, do you need to call your parents?"

Chirping, the voice sounded again, but this time, in the same place, there was no worry, no irritability, and no analysis of pros and cons. It seemed that they had all reached a consensus, and those differences had disappeared before they even had time to throw them out. A crisis was stifled in the cradle.

hum, hum.

The phone in Gao Wen's pocket vibrated, he took it out and glanced at it, it was a text message.

Pooran: You should know that even though you're alone on the field, you're not alone, right?
Gao Wen: In this case, will the stadium be crowded?The doubles line may not even fit.

Pullan: Ha.ha.The bad jokes regressed.

Pullan: So, is it serious?
Gao Wen: It's more serious than expected, but not that serious.

Pulan:? ? ?Thanks for the reply, this is an AFP reporter.

Gao Wen: Hahaha, I'm just telling the truth, there's no need to worry.

Pooran: No matter what the specific situation is, I can't help but worry; but no matter what the specific situation is, I will accompany you to face it together.

Gao Wen: Good.

(End of this chapter)