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Ho **** ho!

Aww!

There was thunderous applause, cheers, and even whistles and strange shouts. The caddies and staff welcomed Gao Wen's return in such a way and paid respects to this wonderful match.

The audience was surging, and it was not inferior to Philippe Chatier's scene.

Gao Wen was a little flattered. He smiled, nodded and waved his hands to express his gratitude, then raised his hands, and clapped hands with the people on both sides in celebration, and staggered forward to join the carnival.

Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of Jiang Yanyun.

Gao Hongli, Sampras, and Agassi were scattered behind.

Jiang Yanyun looked at Gao Wen seriously, his eyes made Gao Wen a little nervous, he straightened his knees and straightened his waist, and said in a calm manner.

"I'm fine, Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired..."

Jiang Yanyun looked at his son who was in a hurry to hide his tiredness, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he patted Gao Wen's arm lightly.

"Good performance. Really, Mom thinks you are the champion this time."

As she spoke, Jiang Yanyun's voice became a little choked up, and tears could be seen rolling in her eyes. She quickly rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and smiled again.

"Really! You performed really well today. You persisted until the end. In my mother's heart, you are the champion. Really, Xiao Wu, don't be sad or disappointed..."

"you…"

In the middle of speaking, Jiang Yanyun realized that tears had burst into her eyes, and she hurriedly wiped away all the tears with the back of her hand again.

Jiang Yanyun just felt sorry for his son.

Even she herself was under tremendous pressure because of the news and remarks on the Internet, and she suffered from insomnia all night, let alone Gao Wen?

In today's match, Gao Wen really tried his best, burning all his energy and fighting until the last moment, but this victory does not belong to him after all.

Looking at Gawain running on the field, Gawain who is almost exhausted, Gawain who still smiles despite failure, Gawain who is full of bitterness but pretends to be strong...

Jiang Yanyun just felt distressed.

Looking at Gao Wen carefully, she wanted to comfort him, but she didn't expect the tears to burst like this.

Jiang Yanyun was a little flustered.

"Mom is not sad, but moved."

"You performed very well today! Mom thinks you can score 100 points in your first clay court season, and even if you get 100 points, you are not afraid of being proud."

However, the more I say this, the more sad it is.

Gao Wen looked at Jiang Yanyun who was wiping away tears and trying to comfort him, his nose was slightly sore, he took a step forward, bent down and hugged her.

"Mom, I'm tired, I want to eat your roasted sweet and sour pork ribs."

Jiang Yanyun couldn't hold it back for a moment, and burst into tears. She also hugged Gao Wen, patted her son's back lightly, and nodded incoherently.

"Okay. Okay. Mom will cook it for you when you turn back. You can eat as much as you want."

Gao Hongli watched this scene quietly, a little confused.

The son has grown up, like a big tree in the sky, they once needed to shelter him from the wind and rain; but now, it is the son's turn to build a safe haven for them.

It was supposed to be Jiang Yanyun who comforted Gao Wen, but it turned out that Gao Wen was comforting Jiang Yanyun. Looking at Gao Wen who was firmly protecting Jiang Yanyun under his wings, Gao Hongli's eyes seemed to blur quietly.

Taking a deep breath, Gao Hongli turned his head and looked to the side, as if he was studying the painting on the wall, suppressing the turbulent emotions.

After calming down a bit, Gao Hongli turned his head again, only to see Gao Wen winking at him, talking silently with his mouth.

"Dad, help..."

Gao Hongli was taken aback for a moment, and almost laughed out loud, but in the end he grimaced and gave Gao Wen a hard look. He thought this brat had grown up, but he was still so naughty in the end.

However, Gao Hongli still made a move.

Gently patted Jiang Yanyun on the shoulder, "Xiao Wu still needs to relax after the game, and then there will be a press conference. Let's not delay him."

Jiang Yanyun also came back to his senses at this time, "Yes, yes, relax and treat, Xiao Wu, hurry up, don't keep the coach waiting, these things can't be done casually."

Gao Hongli nodded again and again, "That's right, why are you dawdling here?"

Gao Wen:? ? ?

he? dilly-dally?

Wrong, this is simply snow in June!

But looking at Gao Hongli's confident gaze and Jiang Yanyun's concerned eyes, Gao Wen could only touch his nose, swallowed all the subsequent words, and smiled at Jiang Yanyun. After saying goodbye, he went to the massage room—

The work after the game really needs to be done step by step, and there must be no sloppy work. At this point, there is no difference between victory and defeat.

After walking for a short distance, Gawain noticed that Sampras and Agassi were also coming.

Usually, only Pelt is treated after the game, and there is really no need for the two head coaches to follow up.

Sensing Gawain's gaze, Sampras preemptively said, "The clay court season, I performed very well, there is no need to make things difficult for myself. Next, let's prepare for the grass court season."

After speaking, Sampras felt that something was missing, so he patted Gao Wen on the shoulder, "Come on!"

Gao Wen: ...

Pelt and Agassi: …

Sampras completely ignored everyone's gaze, cleared his throat, turned around and left, just like that... left...

If you take a closer look, you can notice that Sampras left quickly in the form of a race, and walked faster and faster, as if shrinking into an inch, and disappeared at the end of the corridor in a blink of an eye, leaving Gawain and the three of them staring at each other, but there was a Feeling an inexplicable sense of joy, he burst out laughing.

After laughing out loud, the embarrassing deadlock was broken, and Agassi, who was not good at words, felt a little more at ease. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

"...Gao Wen, you did a good job."

Agassi hesitated, and rubbed his bald head jerky.

"After the Australian Open, Pete asked me if I could be the head coach of your clay court season. At that time, I didn't have confidence. After all, my clay court performance was mediocre, better than Pete's, but compared to real clay court masters. , there is still a gap."

"But now, the clay-court season is over, and you've performed far beyond expectations, better than any clay-court season in Pete's career."

Is this... a casual rant about Sampras?

Gao Wen had a hard time holding back his laughter.

"I just want to tell you that your performance is really good, there is no need to be disappointed, I believe you still have room for improvement, and I believe you still have a chance."

"Next is the grass season, which is Pete's home court. He will still be the head coach, and I will be in charge of assisting."

"But I just wanted to tell you, thank you, Gawain, for letting me finish this year's clay-court season with you."

There is nothing fancy or special in the words, and it can even be said to be boring, but it is precisely this boring that reveals a sense of sincerity.

After finishing speaking, Agassi was a little awkward and cautious, as if he didn't know how to end it, and subconsciously touched his bald head again, wanting to run away, muttering "Peter that guy", he couldn't help but look back to the end of the corridor to find Sampras figure.

Gao Wen was a little surprised, with a slight smile in his eyes, "Andre, thank you for your affirmation, and thank you for being willing to accompany me on this journey, but I need to confirm that this is not the end, right?"

Agassi was stunned for a moment, and it took him half a beat to realize that Gawain was joking, and he couldn't help laughing in relief, "No, don't worry, this is of course not the end."

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