"Don't believe me? Otherwise, let's play another game. Do you think I can run?"

A small joke, but I can deeply feel Nadal's domineering between the lines. Even if he loses, the champion temperament deep in his soul is still fully revealed.

This finally made Gao Wen regain his smile, looked straight into Nadal's eyes, shook his head again and again, with a serious face, expressing his position solemnly.

"No, no, if we fight again, we can wait for the next time. Today's game is over. I am very sure that the side who performed better has won the victory, but I promise, I can't wait to fight you again We met, and I will do my best next time as well.”

As for today's match, the outcome has already been decided, and Gao Wen absolutely has no intention of playing a final match.

Seeing Gao Wen's serious expression, Nadal chuckled directly, "Are you looking forward to the next meeting now? Oh, please, give me a little rest time, I think I can wait."

Obviously, this is a joke.

Gawain covered his chest, "Rafa, do you mean I was rejected?"

The jokes you come and go make the atmosphere relaxed again.

Gao Wen looked at Nadal again, with a look of seriousness in his eyes, "Rafa, are you okay? Are you sure you're all right?"

It can be seen that there should be some problems with Nadal's body.

Nadal waved his hand, "It's all right, there's no need to worry about me. I will take a good rest and adjust, and then prepare for the next challenge."

Victory is victory, and failure is failure. Nadal does not need any excuses. Gawain won beautifully, and he can face the result squarely.

With the help of Gao Wen's support, Nadal regained his energy, felt the ground with his legs down-to-earth, and stood up straight. Although the emptiness of emptying out the power of the prehistoric still made his steps deep and shallow, his body had become accustomed to it again. With the weight of gravity, you can stand on your own strength.

Nadal patted Gao Wen's back again, and his smile rose again, "It's you, go back to physical therapy to keep up, and there will be hard battles in the future."

Although he didn't say much, the encouragement in Nadal's eyes would not lie.

Perhaps it would be too hypocritical to ask Nadal to say the blessing of "I hope you win the championship". After all, this is the most special event in Nadal's career; Looking forward to Gao Wen can continue to contribute top performance and continue to fight with all his strength.

This is enough.

Gawain nodded slightly, "I know, the battle is still going on."

Back and forth, needless to say, but enough.

Then, Nadal and Gao Wen walked side by side towards the referee.

buzz buzz.

Trivial surges and enthusiasm surged in the quiet space of the Philippe Chartier Stadium, and then, the earth-shattering shock—

"Hey, Rafa! Well done!"

In the audience stands, someone finally came to his senses and broke the silence of the audience. The hoarseness of his voice could be clearly felt when he shouted hoarsely, revealing the mixed emotions of watching the entire game inadvertently.

It is excitement or excitement, regret or sadness, happiness or loss.

If possible, they also hope that the game can go on for a long time, and there will be no regrets if there are no losers, but this is impossible——

Competitive sports, after all, need a winner.

but.

Perhaps, the outcome of competitive sports must be determined, but there is no loser in a strong duel that challenges oneself to challenge the limit, just like in this game before them, they have witnessed the struggle of two fighters and two gods of war. Champions shine.

This is enough.

They have witnessed a victory; more importantly, they have witnessed a battle, a competitive collision interpreted with life, soul and fighting spirit.

When the day is over, that's the only thing that matters.

The hoarse voice broke the silence, and the confusion and surge hidden in the words slowly spread in the center of the Philippe Chatier stadium.

Whistles, cheers, discussions, the hustle and bustle slowly surged up, gradually filling the entire Philippe Chatier stadium, but it was still difficult to accurately express the complexity and richness of the heart. How should I pay my respects to the players?

Until Nadal packed his equipment and turned away as a loser for the second time in his career, leaving the stage to Gawain, but unexpectedly, Gawain stopped his tidying actions, returned to the court, and held the stage high. With both hands, applaud Nadal and watch Nadal leave the court.

Simple, but sincere.

At this time, the audience inside and outside the Philippe-Chatier Stadium finally reacted, and thousands of words could not compare with the sincerity and energy of the applause.

Sometimes, actions are more powerful than words. Those who cheered, shouted, and praised all evolved into a simple action of clapping their hands; Enthusiasm, all poured into it.

This is enough.

then.

Applause, thunder.

Coming from all directions, at first it was only inside the Philippe Chatrier Stadium, but slowly, you can feel the surging sound wave from the outside of the stadium and spread to the inside of the stadium, the energy of the entire Roland-Garros They are all gathering towards the center court, condensing into a force.

Intensified.

In a blink of an eye, this gathered into a storm, circling and agitating over Philippe Chatier, overwhelming the sky and changing the color of the situation.

boom!

Boom boom boom!

Shocking, rolling, so vast and so grand that Nadal couldn't help but stop when he left, and turned to look at the turbulence in front of him—

In Nadal's career, Roland Garros has never really treated him like this. The Parisians have never liked his playing style and methods. He has been booed more than once.

It's always a pity.

Of course, Nadal knows that he has no way to win everyone's favor, and he has always maintained a normal mind and treated Paris's harshness rationally.

But deep down ~lightnovelpub.net~ Nadal also admitted that Roland Garros has always been the most special and beautiful paradise in his career. He hopes to leave more good memories here. If the audience is absent, then This beauty will not be complete, after all, it is a regret that cannot be ignored.

For a long, long time, Nadal thought that this regret would never be fully filled.

Until now.

Just now, Nadal experienced the most painful and regrettable loss in his career, and it may even be the lowest season in the entire decade—

With the loss of this game, Nadal's brilliant record of winning at least one Grand Slam for ten consecutive years is likely to end this year.

The long and dark trough, the struggling and painful slump, reached a climax after today's loss. The tiredness and loss that surged from the bottom of my heart is not even pain or sadness, but it can produce a kind of power to give up all thoughts. It's like a free fall from high altitude.

Falling, out of control, into nothingness.

However.

The applause was surging.

The moment of waiting and waiting, looking forward to and looking forward to, finally arrived.