Chapter 1157 Spiritual Strength

"Crack! Gawain!"

"Crack! Gawain!"

On the TV screen, the sun in Miami was shining brightly. The audience stood up and applauded, raised their arms and shouted in unison. Two high-fives and one call, the overwhelming sound swept the audience like this. Feel the heat wave of the mountain howling and the tsunami burning.

In the center of the court, Gao Wen raised his jaw slightly, stared at the player boxes in the spectator stand, looking for the coaching team, and smiled wantonly.

Slightly different from usual, there is no roaring, no cheering, no jumping, no celebration, just standing there, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, blooming proudly, wandering in the boiling of the audience, as if he is enjoying it with every cell in his body Victory in this game.

Bathed, soaked, experienced.

There is no need for words or actions, just stand quietly and listen to the shouts of the audience. At this moment, this place is the top of the world.

Perhaps, this is just a Masters Tournament, not comparable to a Grand Slam, but this victory, whether it is the triple kill of Djokovic, or the strong rebound after losing in Dubai, or the process of the game itself, puts In the time dimension, both have more important and rarer meanings.

The sunshine all over the sky, sprinkled in those deep eyes, gently rippling, depicting the splendor and magnificence of the sea of ​​stars, happiness and joy gushing out from the inside out.

The sight of the audience, the attention of all.

Even without any special movements, the sound waves in the audience climbed up unbelievably, becoming more and more turbulent, more grand, and more shocking.

With a roar, mercury poured down like a rain, stirring and surging throughout the entire North American continent.

Outside the TV screen, in the cafeteria of UCLA, the bustling students were happily sharing their joy. The sun outside the window was equally bright, and the air was boiling. After all, they couldn’t hold back, jumping and shouting, joining rave party.

"Crack! Gawain!"

"Crack! Gawain!"

This situation, this scene, is really rare.

It’s not that it didn’t happen. At UCLA, competitive sports are always popular, from NCAA to professional leagues, even the World Cup. When major events are held, the school cafeteria always gathers countless fans Cheer and celebrate together.

However, they are often group projects. After all, the blood and madness of group projects are always slightly different.

Individual sports like tennis are very, very rare.

First of all, last year Gao Wen represented the Bruins and brought back two NCAA team and men's individual championship trophies.

Secondly, from the emergence of the US Open to the Australian Open, Gao Wen's popularity is indeed no small matter.

Again, Gao Wen still lives in Los Angeles, and he still trains at school during the offseason, so his sense of intimacy is different.

In the end, Indian Wells is half of California's home court. After Gao Wen reached the top, even the students' attention to Miami also skyrocketed.

All kinds, all kinds.

This is what witnessed a rare sight.

A "tennis boom" is spreading at UCLA.

Shouting and shouting, they became more and more excited, more and more excited, and then couldn't control it anymore. Like a rock music festival, all the students jumped up, waving their arms and shaking their heads. The roar was released without reservation, igniting the heat wave in the air.

Across a TV screen, Los Angeles and Miami echoed each other, extending across the entire North American continent from east to west.

at this time. now. Gao Wen is the center of the world.

Bruins coach Billy Martin, with a gratified smile on his face, nodded his head lightly, and then he patted McDonald on the shoulder lightly.

"Have you noticed? Where is the key to the game?"

MacDonald was still immersed in joy, his thinking speed was a little slower, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, he was stunned, his expression was a little embarrassed.

"coach…"

The corners of Martin's mouth turned up. He was not disappointed, nor did he mean to blame Macdonald—

Like Gao Wen, the ability to be good at analyzing the game and capturing opportunities is actually an innate talent. Although it cannot be seen or touched, it cannot be reflected in the post-match technical statistics like forehand and backhand, but it is a tennis player. An integral part of the game, another skill.

Last year, when Gao Wen was still in the Bruins, he had already seen the potential of this young man, but Martin also had to admit that he did not expect the following things, even if he expected the US Open - a crazy guess, but Absolutely nothing predicted the trajectory of the 2015 season so far.

Everything is wilder than imagined.

Martin invited all the players of the Bruins team to watch the Miami final, definitely not to discourage them, but to cheer for the players.

Also as the soul of the team, Gawain has Gawain's advantages, and Macdonald also has Macdonald's strengths.

It is always said that different captains will give the team different styles. This term, the Bruins under the leadership of McDonald also performed well.

Of course, everyone has room to continue to improve. Martin hopes that the existence of Gao Wen can become an inspiration for the team to continue to improve and grow.

"Mike, in fact, Novak was determined to win this match, and Gao Wen was very, very dangerous, but Gao Wen realized the predicament and made a change."

"This is the most valuable quality of Gao Wen. You should analyze the game carefully and see how Gao Wen handles the game. We can learn a lot."

"Did you notice?"

"Including Gao Wen himself, the emotions after the game were also different, because Gao Wen clearly knew the value of this victory, and it might even be a transformation."

"Mike, sometimes we need to play with our brains; sometimes we need to play with our hearts. When we really master it, we can grow into better players. In this game, Gao Wen did it, so~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is what we need to learn and observe.”

MacDonald nodded emphatically, his eyes shining with determination.

As team captain, the pressure on McDonald's shoulders can be clearly felt.

Martin didn't say anything more, and looked at the Bruins players who were cheering, jumping, and raising their arms, as if they had won the championship.

Martin laughed happily, and patted MacDonald on the shoulder, "After the end, you go back to class by yourself, and see you in tomorrow's training class."

Then, Martin also took steps and left the cafeteria.

This year, the situation of the Bruins is indeed not optimistic—

Of course, this was a situation that could have been expected a long time ago. The top three singles of last season all transferred to the professional arena, and the loss of personnel is clear at a glance.

In this regard, Martin is also mentally prepared, and sincerely hopes that these children can also open up a sky in the professional arena.

As for the Bruins, Martin is not worried at all. He believes that his team can always find a solution, and it is the same this season.

(end of this chapter)