Chapter 1224 Full Harvest

From "3:0" leading to "3:6" losing the first set victory, the trend of this set is obviously not what Puy expected.

In the second set, Pui's confidence had been shattered, and he obviously couldn't keep up with the pace, and the number of active mistakes soared—

Against Federer, they are kings and giants. Their strength is taken for granted. As a challenger, they have always maintained a tough mentality.

Against Gao Wen, this is the new generation, even younger than himself, obviously should be the challenger, but the psychological position is still slightly different.

Therefore, facing Federer in Paris last year, Pouille did not collapse and fought to the end; facing Gawain in Monte Carlo this year, Puille collapsed.

"5:0".

Gao Wen, riding Juechen, was far ahead. At this time, he had played eleven rounds in a row, and he was almost about to send an invisible and a visible double egg yolk.

It was not until the end of the game that Pui won a face-saving round to avoid losing the game completely in a catastrophe. The numbers are obviously not good.

Even so, Gao Wen did not fluctuate in serving to win the game, only lost one point, and successfully cashed in the first match point.

"6:3", "6:1".

Full game, over.

Gao Wen won the first clay court season of his career, which is his first official clay court game, from the NCAA to the first ATP game.

Moreover, Gao Wen continued his winning momentum from the hard court to the clay court, and took the first step of changing the venue under the attention and pressure of the crowd.

Most importantly, after Coric, Rublev, and Zverev Jr., Gao Wen once again defeated a "post-90s" rookie.

In addition, a series of names such as Raonic, Kyrgios, Koginakis, Tomic, etc. can be seen in the list of Gao Wen's defeated players.

Currently, in the match against the new generation of players, Gao Wen maintained a complete victory, shut up those sunspots with his actual performance, and proved his strength——

Looking back at this moment, Zverev Jr.'s "highest consumption" does not seem to be so shocking. After all, he is not the only player who has no way to take Gawain, and he probably won't be the last.

Well-deserved first person of the new generation!

"Game, high..."

At the last point, Gao Wen broke the balance of the round with his iconic backhand with both hands. At this time, Pui didn't have much fighting spirit. He realized that he was killed again and was caught off guard. Simply giving up, a slow brake stopped the pace.

boom!

The tennis ball hit the ad flap.

With his head down, Pui trotted towards the net, the shadow cast by the sun shrouded his face, no expression could be seen, and he seemed to be thinking.

As soon as his footsteps came to the net, Pui could see Gao Wen, who had already arrived in advance, raised his head and shook hands in a friendly manner.

"exciting competition."

"exciting competition."

The two exchanged a simple greeting, which was slightly polite, but not malicious, and the whole atmosphere seemed relatively peaceful.

Raising his head, Pui glanced at Gao Wen—

Calm, gentle, polite, unflappable.

It's like the whole game.

For a moment, it was difficult for Pui to decide whether this was a courtesy or a disregard.

Could it be that he didn't put enough pressure on Gao Wen so that he didn't even need to celebrate his victory?

Could it be that he was not strong enough to pose a threat to Gao Wen, so that he didn't have any mood swings after the match?

Seriously recalling the whole game and the score figures, Pui was heartbroken for a while.

So, what the **** is going on with this game, everything starts off fine, but then things are a blur, and Pui doesn't want to wake up the memory.

The intricate flavors surged on the tip of his tongue, Pui refused to stay here any longer, lowered his head again, and hurriedly turned and left.

Gao Wen was left in place like this.

But Gao Wen didn't mind. He waited for Pui to shake hands with the referee before taking the initiative to go forward and complete the final part of the post-match etiquette.

So, what was Gao Wen thinking at this moment?

"Sure enough, Pui is more suitable for hard courts."

Like Lublev and Busta, although they all grew up on clay, their own hitting styles are more suitable for hard courts.

Imagine that Puy's fast-connected style of play is placed on a fast hard court, and the rhythm and speed can form a suppression, and the game will inevitably be more difficult.

Of course, this also proves once again that there is a huge difference between clay and hard courts.

For Gao Wen, this competition was full of rewards, perhaps even more than expected——

Although I regretted missing the opportunity to meet Tim, this fight with Pui opened the door to another world, which is still interesting.

Such thoughts echoed in Gao Wen's mind all the time, and they remained in the post-match press conference.

Even though the reporters were bothering to mention those clichés again, it made Gao Wen feel like Monkey King surrounded by Tang Seng, and there was far more than one Tang Seng—

"It's raining, pack up your clothes", the magic voice flooded my mind.

However, Gao Wen's good mood was still not affected.

Originally thought that the clay court season might become a disaster, but now it is unexpectedly discovered that it is actually a carnival, and who can refuse the carnival?

…

"Wow!"

Just after pushing away from the hotel room, Gawain could see Pulan curled up lazily on a sunny beach chair like a Persian cat.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony become a picture frame—

blue sky, sea.

Sunshine, green trees.

In the quiet and charming picture, you can see that Pulan is concentrating on the laptop on his lap, wearing a knee-high T-shirt, and the afternoon sun lightly outlines the graceful lines, but the messy and random space is filled with a sense of The hazy breath is dazzling.

It's like a wonderful oil painting.

Obviously, this is far from the scene on the tennis court, and it is also completely different from the hustle and bustle of the press conference, as if Alice in Wonderland.

Having just finished a whole day of turmoil, Gao Wen was obviously not mentally prepared. When he opened the door of the hotel room, he saw an extraordinary scene—

From training to the competition to the rush after the competition, everything is in a familiar rhythm, so that when he returned to the hotel room to see a new scene, Gao Wen's first reaction was:

Did you go to the wrong room?

Subconsciously took a step back~lightnovelpub.net~ and looked at the room number again:

There is nothing wrong with it.

At this time, Pu Lan's attention was also shifted, and he noticed the tall figure at the door. He put down the laptop on his lap, tiptoed, and ran all the way to Gawain. His face was filled with a bright smile comparable to the sun, and his chest was full of excitement. Cheering with joyful laughter.

"Congratulations!"

Just when Gao Wen thought that Pu Lan was about to open his arms for a big hug, Pu Lan braked suddenly and made a circle in front of Gao Wen.

Hair flying.

Immediately afterwards, Pu Lan raised his hands high, like a cheerleader, bouncing and cheering, his hands clenching into fists imitating flower balls.

"Yay! Yay!"

"Congratulations!"

The smiling face caused the light in Gao Wen's eyes to flow, and he looked at Pu Lan helplessly, expressing his dissatisfaction—

Empty joy.

(end of this chapter)