Match Point

Chapter 1719: back to the start

The latest website: Thousands of words and thousands of thoughts, but in the end, Martin swallowed them all, showed a smile, and asked kindly.

"So, when I come back this time, is it just a vacation, or is it preparing for the US Open series?"

return.

Gao Wen likes Martin's word, it has a kind of intimacy.

Perhaps, some people think that Gao Wen has been in the professional arena for a whole year and has made incredible achievements, why he has been entangled with the university, the level is already different, so there is no need to continue to obsess over it.

However, Gao Wen had a slightly different idea.

Now in the tour, the friends between the players are often trained together as teenagers and grew up together, and then turned to the professional game together.

Such as Djokovic and Murray, such as Nadal and Gasquet, such as Medvedev and Rublev...etc.

They share their youth together, share their memories and grow together and work hard together. The strength of this friendship is tenacious and unique.

More importantly, not all players can join hands to grow into top players, and not all friends can always work together in the top 100 in the professional arena. Just like in real life, some friends can only accompany themselves for a certain distance, and they will be separated after walking.

It is precisely because of this that Gao Wen cherishes every friendship very much, and always reminds himself not to forget the original intention—

, This is the starting point for him to start again, and it is also the cradle of his growth and transformation. Whenever he needs to wake up his memory and remind himself that he likes tennis and stay focused, he likes to come back here and feel the sunshine, air and youthful blood on the university campus again.

In just one year, those figures who once fought side by side in the NCAA have been scattered all over the world.

Thompson still walks between different challenges. He and Gao Wen occasionally talk and text messages. He gave himself two years to work hard in the professional field, and now there is one year left. If he still has no way to make ends meet, he needs to change careers.

"Maybe, I should become a real estate agent."

Thompson joked half-jokingly.

Geelong hardly had contact with Gao Wen. Although he had always been like this in the past, his personality did not like daily contact; but now he felt somewhat different. As the proud son of the NCAA, he had his pride and persistence. It was really complicated to face Gao Wen again.

But Gao Wen didn't think that Ji Long was jealous or hated, it should be more of a spur and request to himself, and he still believed in himself.

Geelong has grown a lot. I learned from Thompson that Geelong performed well in the Challenger League and began to enter the ranks of the tour one after another. Geelong can be seen in some 250-point races or 500-point races, and his playing style has also changed.

"I think he got inspiration from Djokovic. Now the whole game style is very entangled and sticky. Try to control the offensive and defensive transitions in the bottom line to complete the suppression by returning the ball. If you see him again, you may hardly recognize him. It is really different from when you were in college."

In this regard, Gao Wen is looking forward to, and looking forward to, one day in the future, he will be able to reunite with his NCAA comrades and opponents in tour-level events.

So, upon hearing Martin's words, the corner of Gawain's mouth slightly smiled, "It's a holiday, it's just a holiday."

"Coach, the last three months, tennis tennis tennis, I need some breathing room too."

Martin raised his chin lightly, "That's right, there's still some time before the U.S. Open series, and now you have a good vacation. You really need to stay away from tennis for a while. The coach asked the players to minimize training. Except for Nadal, I saw it for the first time on you."

Gao Wen's face was full of innocence, "No way, I have very little training time now, very little."

Then, the conversation changed.

"Coach, tell me, I'm going down to fight Mike for two rounds now, is Mike willing?"

Martin: ...

Seeing Martin's dumbfounded expression, Gao Wen said righteously, "Games are purely games. I've said it all. I'm on vacation now."

After speaking, Gawain patted Martin on the shoulder, and then walked towards the training ground.

Martin was dumbfounded, but after thinking about it seriously, he wasn't surprised at all. After all, he couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing—

In a good mood.

Martin really hasn't been so relaxed and comfortable for a long, long time.

It is another graduation season. On the one hand, they are about to say goodbye again. These students stand at the crossroads of life, choose different directions, and embrace the unknown; but on the other hand, they are about to return to the original point, usher in a new beginning, and prepare for the new season.

In addition to being sad, you should also have expectations.

Martin's shoulders relaxed a little, and he looked helplessly and funny at the two stunned and agitated young players on the court.

"Hey, you guys, this is not a zoo, please don't stare at that guy with the eyes of a crowd of pandas."

boom!

A burst of laughter.

Gao Wen's footsteps had already arrived at the training ground, seeing their figures trying to approach but not daring to approach easily, a smile welled up in his eyes.

"I'm full just now, and I'm not ready to continue eating. Don't worry."

Everyone: ...

Gao Wen didn't wait for their reaction, and looked at the sweaty MacDonald, "Mike, how about two rounds?"

Macdonald froze slightly—

The memory was a little fuzzy, and it seemed that he had returned to the offseason two years ago. Gawain was bathed in the sun, walking towards the court with a face full of joy and excitement, preparing for practice with great interest.

Time flies, eighteen months have slipped through the fingers, but Gao Wen still seems to have not changed.

"Um."

MacDonald nodded.

Came to the training ground today, Gao Wen was purely looking for MacDonald, so he didn’t bring his own equipment. Instead, he was wearing sneakers, not tennis shoes but basketball shoes. The cap and T-shirt paired with shorts was not suitable for playing tennis, but it didn’t matter—

game.

Gao Wen just told Martin that this is not training, but a game.

Gawain looked around, found a racket from Macdonald's equipment bag, hit his palm with the string to feel the weight of the string, and then trotted towards the training ground while warming up.

"Roar!"

"Ho **** ho ho!"

The players of the Bruins started booing one after another. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com obviously didn't dare to approach, but one by one became more and more excited.

Gao Wen didn't refuse, just like a superstar concert, he waved his hand towards the "audience", his generous appearance immediately made everyone laugh.

Even Macdonald couldn't control himself, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he still didn't speak—

This is not normal.

Today, from Gao Wen's appearance until now, MacDonald has never had any dialogue with Gao Wen, not a single word.

Gao Wen used the racket to push the tennis ball to the arch of the foot, and then kicked and picked it lightly. Like juggling, he kicked the tennis ball up with his toes, came to the opposite side of the net, motioned to Macdonald, and hit the tennis ball.

"Mike, warm up, let's warm up first."