Chapter 1503 Alone

Standing at the entrance of the training ground, looking at the basic training going on on the court, Dimitrov was in a trance. His first reaction was that he had walked on the wrong court. Could it be that the young players were training?

He raised his head subconsciously, and the bright golden sunlight penetrated into his eyes. He became dizzy for a while, and his body couldn't help shaking. He quickly stood on his feet, retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and regained his calmness.

Turning your head, you can see the turbulent crowd besieging the door. Although this is a private training, it still can't stop the local fans from Eastbourne from rushing in and waiting hard.

In the crowd, a red-haired girl held up the latest June issue of "Tennis". The cover character was Gao Wen dressed in a fashion-forward outfit, and his aloof and cold fashion posture showed a completely different look.

— Ah, that's right.

Dimitrov came back to his senses and made sure he had found the right training ground.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped onto the court with his equipment bag on his back. The familiar texture of the grass made Dimitrov feel a surge of emotion, but he was pulled down in a blink of an eye and crashed heavily to the ground.

The grass season is the most anticipated and favorite moment of Dimitrov every year. Wimbledon is the supreme palace of childhood dreams. He has dreamed of winning the golden championship trophy more than once.

However…

With his current state, not to mention the championship, I am afraid that even the first week is difficult, and his confidence and enthusiasm have fallen to the lowest point.

He is somewhat against Wimbledon, not because he doesn't like it, but because he doesn't want to trample on his dream with a terrible performance. Maybe as long as he doesn't set foot on that field, he won't tarnish the Wimbledon in his heart.

call…

"Grigor!"

A sunny call broke the random thoughts in Dimitrov's mind. He hurriedly collected his emotions, raised his head with a smile, and saw Gawain's sweaty smiling face.

"Hey buddy, you're late!"

It was just a joke, and Dimitrov couldn't help but chuckled—

"Feel sorry."

Actually, Dimitrov was not late.

After the French Open, Dimitrov returned to his home in Monte Carlo and rested and adjusted with Sharapova for two days. They both needed to relax. This year's clay court season was full of ups and downs for both of them.

After the adjustments, Dimitrov set off for Eastbourne to join Gawain and prepare for the grass season, which was Tobias's idea.

As the defending champion of the Queen's Club, Dimitrov is under tremendous pressure to keep his serve. If he is not careful, he may fall out of the top 20 or even the top 30 in the world. He needs to improve his status as soon as possible.

Tobias suggested that Dimitrov and Gawain train together, which is really selfish. He hopes that Dimitrov can help Gawain adapt to the grass quickly, and he also hopes that Gawain can help Dimitrov get out of the slump , In addition, Sampras should also be able to give some advice.

Sampras was well aware of this, but he did not object, because Dimitrov and Gawain are friends—sometimes some things are indeed more important than training and competitions, and because Dimitrov is the Experts can indeed help Gao Wen, and he agrees that this is a good idea.

Compared with Gao Wen, Dimitrov did not need to continue basic training, and he arrived in Eastbourne two days later, so they did not agree on a time. Dimitrov came to the training ground today , mainly for recovery training and some simple basic training.

Even so, facing Gawain's ridicule, Dimitrov still expressed his apology in a good-tempered manner.

That helpless expression made Gawain laugh heartily, just finished a set of training, taking advantage of the time to drink water and catch his breath, Gawain gave Dimitrov a big hug to express his welcome, and joked again Two sentences.

"Sure enough, a master is a master, which is different from beginners like us", "I guess you have already made up your mind, we ordinary people should stop pointing fingers at random", "The end of the master, why don't you give me guidance on forehand movements"...

The easy-to-follow ridicule made the laughter impossible to stop.

But soon, Gawain noticed Dimitrov's depression.

Usually, in the face of these jokes, Dimitrov would often joke with him, and the tacit understanding between you and me can make the atmosphere lively; today, Dimitrov seemed a little reserved, just standing there quietly. Smiling quietly, playing the role of a quiet and handsome man.

Somewhat strange.

Subconsciously, Gao Wen thought of Sharapova. Could it be that something happened to them in Monte Carlo?

However, Gawain wasn't going to gossip, and if Dimitrov wasn't going to talk, he wasn't going to ask either; when Dimitrov wanted to talk, he would naturally speak.

So, I changed the subject and returned to training.

"Hey, where's Roger?"

Tennis is an individual sport, but players cannot act alone, they need the support of coaches and teams. Although Gawain doesn't like Rashid, since Rashid is Dimitrov's coach, he needs to maintain respect, and there is no need to dictate to his friend's team.

Dimitrov: …

Expression, a little embarrassed.

Gao Wen didn't know why.

Dimitrov hesitated for a moment, "Roger and I have terminated our cooperative relationship. This year, I am going to play on the grass field by myself."

Gao Wen:? ? ?

It took a while for Gawain to react, "So, do you feel lost because of Roger's relationship? I thought something happened to you and Maria."

Dimitrov: …

Seeing Dimitrov's constipated face scolding, Gawain blinked his eyes, "Then can I finally tell the truth now?"

"I don't like Roger Rashid."

"To be honest, I don't like his self-righteous appearance, always bossing around, as if he is the only one in the world who is right, and he is the only correct answer~lightnovelpub.net~ A little bit of different opinions seems like the whole world is targeting him Same, come on, he's not that important and not that authoritative, okay?"

"I do not like him."

Gao Wen spoke in a joking way, even a little exaggerated, hoping to liven up the atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, the corner of Dimitrov's mouth just slightly raised, and then he showed a little disappointment, "So, have you already seen it?"

As if lacking confidence, Dimitrov said to himself, "I should have fired him earlier, maybe there would have been less drama."

farce?

Gao Wen caught a key word, gossip smell is ready to move, but Gao Wen also knows how to measure, obviously now is not the best time to gossip, but Dimitrov's confidence crisis is more serious, such Dimitrov is a bit strangeness.

In Monte Carlo, and even in Paris, Dimitrov was not so hesitant, but now everything seems uncertain.

Although Gao Wen didn't know what happened between Dimitrov and Rashid, it was certain that it was not a good thing.

(end of this chapter)