Ah, it's over, it's over—

Some nothingness.

In the end, Jilong still failed to turn the situation around after all. He had reached the extreme within his own cognition, but he still couldn't score.

Sometimes, it was my own mistakes; sometimes, it was my own hesitation; sometimes, it was simply Gao Wen's performance that was a level higher.

To sum it up simply, he lost 24 points in a row, swallowed an invisible egg in an almost absurd way, and then lost the entire game.

The experience of winning the ATP main match for the first time in his career, a journey like Cinderella's, just came to an end, in an embarrassing way.

It felt like Cinderella was carried away, still lingering at the ball after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the magic of the fairy godmother disappeared in the public for a long time, without gorgeous clothes or exquisite makeup and hair, revealing the gray original Face, exposed in front of everyone.

It turned out that everything was just a dream.

Not only embarrassed, but also powerless.

There was even some shame.

but-

He let out a long breath, swallowed all the bitterness on the tip of his tongue, and straightened his back again. He has tried his best, hasn't he?

Not only in the first set, but also in the predicament of the second set, he has tried everything, including the last point, he has been fighting and fighting.

He has displayed everything in his arsenal, and as for the result, this is the reality that he needs to digest slowly.

All the while, Geelong was angry and anxious.

The reason is not complicated.

Jilong believes in his talent and ability, and he believes that he should achieve better results. After all, during the NCAA period, he was the pride of heaven; and he and Gao Wen also fought side by side in college. Although there are some gaps, they Don't think that's an irreparable gap.

However, in real life, Gao Wen has made it to the semi-finals in all the four Grand Slams, but he is still struggling in the challenge and hope competitions.

This is not normal.

To put it another way, even if you don't compare with Gao Wen, compare with Ji Long's expectations for yourself, the reality is far from meeting your own standards.

Giron doesn't expect to be reborn overnight to reach the height of Gawain, but at least, he should be ranked in the top 100 in the world; and find his place in the ATP level, not in the Challenger League hope level Still struggling in the game.

Therefore, when things can't go according to my own wishes, that kind of anger, that kind of unwillingness, that kind of anxiety and that kind of frustration will almost destroy me.

until today.

Things are completely overturned.

Against Gao Wen, it's not just the outcome of a match, but also the outcome when one's confidence and state reach a peak.

More importantly, in the case of an even match in the first set, the second set clearly maintained a high-intensity and high-frequency state but was crushed.

Completely crushed, destroyed one-sidedly.

For Geelong, this was a shocking education.

On the one hand, he truly realized the gap between himself and Gao Wen, and also the gap between himself and top experts.

On the other hand, he also realized that tennis has a lot of content besides hard power, such as interpretation of the game, understanding of tennis, reading of opponents, etc.

And these parts are the focus of the professional arena.

In the NCAA, talent alone can form a counterweight; but when entering the professional arena, the most indispensable thing here is talent. On this basis, things are fundamentally different.

However.

After rolling around in the professional arena for a whole year, Jilong didn't realize this, let alone make any progress.

So, stuck in the Challenger League and the Hope Race, that's what Geelong deserved.

He shouldn't be angry or aggrieved, he should reap melons, all these results are caused by himself.

call.

Giron took another deep breath.

Despite bitterness, embarrassment, and shame, losing 24 points in a row, ruining a victory in such a way is indeed worthy of being recorded in history.

Now one can imagine the heated discussions on social networks, and maybe even edit a 24-point counting video, which will remain on the Internet forever and become a means of whipping corpses; what's worse, the protagonist is Gao Wen, and people may even Can't remember the name of Jilong's background plate.

However, he needs such a moment, a shock, a lesson, and a wall, to really wake him up—

Only when you touch the trough can you realize the nature of the problem.

Looking up, Jiron could see Gao Wen who was already standing in front of the net, there was no cheering or celebration, just standing there with a smile on his face.

One could tell at a glance that Gao Wen saved some face for him.

Geelong couldn't help but think of Gawain's image of God of War in Roland Garros and Wimbledon, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slightly lifted. He regained his strength, trotted all the way to the net, and faced the result of the game calmly with his head held high.

Without words, Ji Long opened his arms and gave Gao Wen a big hug.

one year.

So long yet so short.

Jilong always thought that Gao Wen seemed to be different, so he minimized contact as much as possible, quietly distanced himself, and maintained space.

But now that he took a closer look, he realized that he was actually the one who had really changed, while Gao Wen hadn't changed much. At least Gao Wen was still the same Gao Wen of the Bruins.

"Thanks, man. Actually, you could give me a point or two a little bit, but you don't, so thanks."

If it was Ji Long before, he would not choose to say the second half of the sentence, a "thank you" would be enough; but after thinking about it, he still hopes to say it.

Perhaps, the change starts here.

Gao Wen could feel the confusion and relief behind the simple words.

He doesn't know what Geelong has experienced and is experiencing, but he knows that this path of competitive sports is destined to be lonely, and they need to face it by themselves.

"You're welcome."

"To be honest, I don't think it is easy to lose one or two points. There is no way, the ability is there."

An arrogant self-promotion successfully made Jiron laugh out loud—

Sure enough, Gao Wen was still the same as he remembered.

Jilong is still not good at making jokes. He tried to show his wit, but he didn't know how to speak, and finally gave up.

"Now I finally understand why Mike and the others call you the Big Devil ~lightnovelpub.net~ Hey, Big Devil, keep working hard and keep improving, I'm not sure if I can keep up with your footsteps, but wait patiently, I will reply Keep working hard."

Simple and sincere, Jilong still speaks out his true thoughts after all.

Gao Wen let go of his arms, looked into Ji Long's eyes, then stretched out his right hand, showing a smile, "I hope we can meet next time, and we don't need to wait for a year."

It is a challenge and an incentive.

Ji Long held Gawain's right hand, and his smile also rose, "I'll try my best to see."

Clap!

Clap!

The entire audience watching the scene in front of them applauded thunderously, for Gao Wen and Ji Long at the same time.

(end of this chapter)