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"Marcos!"

"Marcos!"

Over and over again, Gawain and MacDonald shouted repeatedly. MacDonald, who was always shy and introverted, was also excited at this time, with smiles all over his eyes and face, heckling with Gawain, the more he shouted, the happier he was, and the laughter was buzzing in his chest.

Geelong is a little stiff—

Same as in college. Time flies, many things have changed, but some things seem to have never changed.

Jilong looked helplessly at the two people in front of him.

In fact, Jiron has been avoiding Gao Wen, even though he doesn't want to admit it, and made many excuses for himself, "That guy must be very busy", "When I win the next challenge", "Ah, it's probably very abrupt to send text messages now", "He should be training now"...

But in fact, that is escape.

He didn't know how to face Gao Wen, what kind of mentality, what kind of posture.

After arriving in Toronto, Geelong was most worried and nervous when he saw Gao Wen again. He thought he was ready, but he was not.

So, when he saw the grand occasion of the training ground in the morning, he found another excuse for himself and left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Gao Wen took the initiative to come over.

Then-

There was no tension, no restraint, no unfamiliarity, and none of the things I was worried about appeared, and the words came out naturally.

"Dude, are you sure it's okay?"

Ji Long raised his chin and gestured to his surroundings. Those eyes full of longing were all fixed on Gao Wen, and he was even more excited when he heard this.

The corners of Gawain's mouth rose slightly.

"Why should I worry?"

"We're all spectators, just enjoying a great game. Ladies and gentlemen, I know this player."

The smug flaunting tone, as if Jilong is a superstar, all the audience around reacted, whistles and applause surged, and one or two booed.

Among them, McDonald was the most active.

Ji Long couldn't help but touch his forehead, "Gao Wen..."

Gao Wen's eyes widened, "Oh, Marcos, it's an honor that you still remember my name. See, I told you that I know him."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to the surrounding audience. Laughter was mixed with whistles, and the atmosphere was bustling and lively.

Giron tried to defend himself, but looking at the smiling Macdonald, his memory returned to his college days, and he realized:

It is a wise choice to give up struggling.

So, Ji Long closed his eyes, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, "Who wants to sign, come on?"

That expression of ready to sacrifice is really too funny.

Gao Wen was the first to raise his right hand high, "I, I, I, I."

In addition, the surrounding audience also joined in, and a mini fan meeting was held on the spot.

Giron didn't expect it at all, but since he couldn't resist, he decided to enjoy it, and the scene really started to sign autographs for fans.

After being bustling and busy for a while, the audience was finally satisfied.

Although Gao Wen's autograph was not obtained, many photos were left at the scene, and at the same time, he had a close conversation with Gao Wen. From Gao Wen's words and deeds, he realized that he needed a little time with his friends, so the fans also bid farewell and left sensibly.

Slowly, the raging crowd dispersed like this.

In the end, miraculously, the three musketeers of the Bruins team remained. Even if he experienced it himself, it was difficult for Jilong to describe exactly what kind of experience it was.

MacDonald seemed to be able to understand Geelong's confusion, he showed a smile, "Marcos, this is called the Gawain effect."

Gawain frowned slightly, "Mike, why do I think you're swearing?"

"Haha." Geelong and Macdonald both burst out laughing.

Gao Wen's expression only lasted for a moment, and then it bloomed, "Congratulations, Marcos, for qualifying for the main match."

Frank, sincere, enthusiastic.

It can be heard that Gao Wen is sincerely happy for Ji Long.

Inexplicably, Ji Long remembered what Gao Wen said casually when he was in college:

Tennis is a lonely application. Everyone has their own battles, just like life. No matter how many people gather around you, you still need to face the story by yourself, meet those battles by yourself, and find the answers by yourself.

Some are faster and some are slower, some are ordinary and some are special. The only thing that is certain is that no one is the same.

Perhaps, on the road of tennis, Gao Wen is far ahead, but he also has his own battles, and he just needs to move forward at his own pace and at his own pace.

If Jilong heard these words a week ago, he might not be able to laugh. Even if he knew that Gao Wen was not malicious or discriminatory, he still couldn't laugh, not because of Gao Wen, but because of himself—

He cannot be satisfied with his current situation.

But now, Geelong is a little relieved, "Thank you. This is a breakthrough, and I have been waiting for a year."

The corner of Gao Wen's mouth rose, "It doesn't matter sooner or later, the important thing is that we did it in the end; and, maybe, we can have a rematch this year?"

Gillon: ...He really didn't think about it.

"The next step is to look at the lottery." Gao Wen's face was full of anticipation.

If they could meet Gao Wen across the net, it would be the first meeting between the two after the singles final of the US Championship.

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.

but…

Ji Long was a little uncertain, "It's not that easy either. UU Read Book www.uukanshu.com You are the second seed and have a bye in the first round. Even if we are in the same division, we will not meet until the second round at the earliest."

The subtext is that Geelong lacks some confidence in passing the first round.

Gao Wen slightly raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Is this cowardice before fighting?"

Jiron's words just stuck in his mouth.

That's right, he doesn't even know who his first-round opponent is, so why is he already timid?

Is it because he has never been able to win in the main match of an ATP level event in his career? So, had he cringed without even realizing it?

What about those courage, those fighting spirits, those expectations?

Once, he also looked forward to being able to compete with the top ten players in the world, even if it was not for victory, he also hoped to see the gap between himself and them; but the ultimate goal was still to defeat them and win.

However, now?

No matter how the first round of the draw is, he should look forward to it. After all, this may be his chance to face top players.

"Yes. I didn't realize it myself, and I already hesitated." Jiron admitted frankly.

After a short pause, the smile on the corner of Jiron's mouth rose again, "However, now that I say it like this, I have some expectations."

"It's such a rare opportunity to meet top players. I should look forward to it, right?"

Little by little, Jilong is slowly regaining the confidence of the proud son of heaven. Although it is difficult and long, he still needs to cheer himself up.

Gao Wen's expression stretched again, "This is the Marcos Giron we are familiar with. To be honest, I am also looking forward to meeting you. Standing on the field, you and I, everything is the same as when we were still in school."

(end of this chapter)

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