Chapter 1086 Live Party

"Ladies! Gentlemen! Give us a round of applause, Philipp-Kohlschreiber!"

On-site audio, the voice of the on-site host came, and the audience applauded, welcoming every player who entered the game with a warm and hospitable attitude.

Sousa was a little ignorant. It was the first time she watched the game live. She didn't know what to do. When she heard the applause, she subconsciously stood up.

result?

The wind was raging in all directions, and there was a burst of coolness. I looked left and right, but no one stood up at all, and she was the only commander, stupidly.

So, he quickly sat down again, pretended to be calm, continued to applaud, and kept comforting himself:

Very nice and responsive, no one should have noticed, she was safe and blended in perfectly.

"ladies and gentlemen…"

The host's voice came again, and it could be clearly felt that the low voice settled down, creating a sense of tension with the intensive sound of the bass drum.

"It's your...Gao Wen who will be on stage soon!"

hum...

buzz buzz...

The applause rose little by little, and the heat wave became more and more turbulent. Then, one after another, the audience stood up one after another and swept the audience in a blink of an eye.

Sousa just sat down, looked left and right in a panic, and quickly stood up with everyone, took a quick look around, followed everyone's gaze towards the entrance of the player tunnel, and then—

Gawain!

Gawain is here!

boom!

The applause reached a peak in an instant, mixed with screams, whistles, and cheers, and exploded mightily, making the audience turbulent.

The Gao Wen in front of him seemed a little different.

During the close encounter yesterday, Gawain looked so tall and strong, even though she tried her best to raise her head, she couldn't see his eyes.

When he appeared on the stage at this time, he was only the size of a palm, and he couldn't see his expression clearly at all, let alone his eyes, and he could only see the gesture of waving his hand.

However, here is the key point. The magnificence and majesty of the audience are all reduced to the background. Obviously, the physical perspective seems smaller, but the psychological feeling is even bigger.

just like…

The audience was turbulent, ebullient, and vast, surrounded by Gao Wen's back, surging and surrendering, that figure seemed to stand upright.

Is this my own illusion?

But why is it not surprising at all?

Moreover, she enjoyed it completely, truly feeling the boiling blood and the beating of the heart, and the sun was cheering and screaming all over the sky.

Trembling all over!

It turned out that this is the feeling of watching the game live.

Boom, bursts.

Obviously, in Indian Wells, Gao Wen was enjoying the home court treatment, and the residents from California welcomed him with the most enthusiastic and sincere applause.

This is not the first match for Gawain in Indian Wells, but it is the first time Gawain has stepped onto the center court of the Indian Wells Tennis Garden.

From the host to the audience, all were given the highest standard of treatment. Gao Wen just waved his hand, and the heat wave on the scene exploded—

Like Coachella.

If someone asks, is there any difference between home and away games? Is the difference between home and away games in tennis as obvious as football and basketball?

Don't you feel the pressure at home? Wouldn't those applause, those cheers, and those expectations all turned into eyes on the shoulders become a burden?

To this, Gao Wen would answer like this,

"Is there a difference between boos and applause? Of course there is. There is always pressure and motivation, but who doesn't like applause versus booing?"

Amidst the majestic cheers from the audience, Gao Wen once again showed his positive competitive status.

Thirty-three minutes.

Gao Wen won the first set, "6:1".

Sousa finally realized why people always say that if you really like a competitive sport, you must go to the game to watch the game.

Soccer, basketball, volleyball, car racing, boxing, etc., all of them, and tennis is no exception.

On the one hand, the entire speed, strength, footsteps, and confrontation are completely different from the pictures seen on the TV. The scorching air is enough to suffocate.

On the other hand, the atmosphere at the scene was completely different. Cheering for the winning score together, regretting the mistakes together, cheering for the score together, and nervous about the crisis together, that kind of immersion and devotion of one mind temporarily put all the troubles in real life aside. , Listen to the sound of blood boiling.

It feels as if another kind of vitality is blooming proudly deep in the soul.

Scalp tingling.

Soul trembled.

Even the sound of hitting the ball was different, it exploded directly on the eardrum, like thunder, and goosebumps screamed crazily.

Only when you are really on the scene and at the scene can you feel it, otherwise, the description in language is so pale, and the words will be eclipsed.

When Gawain easily won the first set with a winning point, the entire court erupted like a volcano, and Sosa also stood up.

Hands up.

He raised his arms and shouted.

At this moment, she doesn't need to worry about waking up in the middle of the night because of a gunfight, she doesn't need to worry about seeing blood all over the floor when she opens the door to school in the morning, and she doesn't need to hide under the desk during class to avoid being hit by stray bullets. Fear that today may be the end of life.

Looking at Gawain who was clenched his fists lightly in celebration on the field, Sosa's eyes lit up with hope, which became brighter and hotter.

It blazed up.

Starting today, she has a dream.

She began to believe in herself, believed that she could get out of that darkness, believed that she could have and realize her dreams, and believed that she could change her destiny.

She has no special talent, nor any lofty ideals, she only has one plain and simple wish:

She wants to be a teacher.

She wanted to pass on the knowledge and the hope, to tell those kids that even though life seemed like nothing but darkness, it wasn't.

They can change their destiny with their hands, they can explore the world with their own feet, and they can rebuild their lives with their own hands.

A little spark, passed on slowly, is enough.

Of course, if possible, she also dreams that one day in the future, relying on her own strength, she can buy a plane ticket to New York, as well as tickets to the Arthur Ashe Stadium, and then watch Gao Wen's game live.

She is just an ordinary little girl~lightnovelpub.net~ She has no great power or grand blueprint, she just wants to cherish this moment.

"Crack! Gawain!"

"Crack! Gawain!"

Sousa, along with the audience, clapped twice and cheered once, cheering for Gao Wen, shouting and shouting, and his smile burst into bloom like this.

"mom!"

Sosa turned her head to look at her mother. It could be seen that she was still not used to the atmosphere of the scene, and the scene in front of her was far from their life.

Sousa jumped up happily and called her mother along.

Emma hesitated for a moment, then stood up slowly, a little cautious, a little dazed, a little bit reluctant to adapt, and after standing up, she still carefully looked around.

But no matter what, she joined the ranks of everyone after all, joined the ranks of her daughter, clapped, applauded, and then shouted together in a low voice.

"... Gawain?"

Like, it's not that bad?

(end of this chapter)