Won!

After many, many shots, Zhang Zecai finally realized this, but he still had no sense of reality, couldn't even feel happiness, and couldn't help but doubt.

Did he really win?

However, the faces in front of me were clenching their fists wildly and cheering wildly, using their whole bodies to celebrate the victory, reminding them of the authenticity of this matter over and over again.

Slowly, a sense of reality entered the limbs.

…Won?

Won.

Just like the match against Hewitt in the first round of the Australian Open at the beginning of the year, Zhang Zhe fought hard for five sets, and after a full four hours and fifteen minutes of hard work, he seized the third match point and defeated Rossol, although this was not Zhang Zhe's first time. Beating players ranked higher than you, but no one is the same.

This is the Davis Cup.

And, this is the Davis Cup World Group play-offs.

Zhang Ze scored a vital point for China, and it was also a point worth thousands of dollars. This victory is more precious than any game.

It's different, but it's still different after all. That kind of mood and taste are so intricately blended together.

"Ahhh!"

"Brother Ze, brother Ze! From today on, you are my brother!"

"Win, win!"

"Well done."

"Beautiful, beautiful win."

Faces, eyes, and shouts surrounded Zhang Zhe. Then Zhang Zhe finally realized that he was at the bottom of the stack of arhats. There was a heavy feeling in his chest. At this time, he let out a wailing sound and slapped the group in front of him hard. Guys, protest with action.

What happened next was nothing but chaos for Zhang Ze—

Finally stood up, shook hands after the game, thanked the referee, and finally returned to the dugout. There was no time to get tired or think. It wasn't until I sat down again that I began to lose strength. The soreness and fatigue came like a tide, almost Just suffocate.

However, the sense of reality gradually became clearer.

Then, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose slightly. The joy and pride were beyond words.

A simple, pure and intense... happiness.

Yes, just happy.

Although there are many more besides, it is pure happiness, as if climbing a high mountain, after going through all kinds of hardships, at the moment when you are almost desperate and almost giving up, you finally reach the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains. The whole world spreads out beneath your feet.

It's such a joy.

Look up.

Zhang Ze saw Gawain preparing to appear in front of him.

Gawain gave him a thumbs up, and the smile on his lips rose. He didn't speak, but his eyes were so bright, trusting him wholeheartedly.

Some strength was re-gathered in his already dry body. Zhang Ze also gave a thumbs up to Gawain and laughed heartily.

Gawain mouthed silently, "It's my turn."

One sentence is such a simple sentence, but Zhang Ze can feel too much -

He fought hard and won a victory under extremely difficult and extremely bad circumstances.

After yesterday's game, the team's morale dropped to rock bottom.

Because Zhang Ze failed to fight for a victory against the sluggish Veseli, and because the doubles match was so entangled that he still fell short in the end, missing opportunities again and again.

The problem is that they don't have many opportunities to waste. For them, the Czech Republic without Berdych is still too strong.

Then, they were already standing on the edge of the cliff with no way out.

Involuntarily, they began to blame themselves and began to wonder, isn't this year still the best opportunity? Will they fail Gawain's efforts?

That feeling is unpleasant.

All hope may be ruined in Zhang Ze's game, which reluctantly comes to an end. No one wants to be a drag.

but!

He did it.

So, Gawain said, now it was his turn.

The confident Gawain, the youthful Gawain, the Gawain who shouldered the responsibility of being the leader, stepped onto the court with a high head.

"Iri!"

"Iri!"

Vesely’s full name is Jiri-Vesely. In 2011, he ranked first in the world in junior singles and doubles. In 2013, he won the ATP Rookie of the Year Award. In 2015, Auckland won his first career championship trophy. Ranked 40, he is already the Czech No. 2 singles player.

This young man, who is only 22 years old, is hailed as the new hope of the Czech Republic after Berdych.

Today, he will also shoulder the hope of the Czech Republic to remain in the World Group in the Davis Cup. He will step onto the court and usher in the ultimate life-and-death battle.

"2:2", after four games, the two teams are tied. Everything will depend on the last game, which is also the top singles matchup between the two teams.

The suspense of victory or defeat is about to begin.

The local fans in the Czech Republic took full advantage of their home court and chanted the name of the young player born in 1993 with overwhelming force.

"Iri!"

In the midst of this roaring sound, Gawain, holding his own racket, stepped onto the field like a lone hero. The heat wave surrounded him, but Gawain was so calm and calm, his face expressionless and calm. Shocked, Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his expression.

Zhang Zhizhen was the first to lose control of himself, stood up, clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"Gawain!"

Although this is an away game, Gao Wen is definitely not alone.

"Gawain!"

Zhang Ze, who was about to return to the gym to resume training after the game to avoid injuries, couldn't help but stop. When he turned around, he could see everyone in the team standing up, raising their arms and shouting, even in front of a packed home audience. Use your voice without fear.

Zhang Ze also turned around completely, faced the court, and started shouting along with him.

"Fight!"

Not Gawain, but Fight.

Zhang Zhizhen heard the shouting, glanced at Zhang Ze, and then looked at Li Zhe and Wu Di, who was in charge of the substitutes, with passion in his eyes -

"Fight!"

They shouted in unison.

Thump, thump, the heart hit the chest hard, full of pride and passion.

Fight, sound the horn!

Thousands of eyes were all focused on Gawain—

As expected, all the burden fell on Gawain's shoulders. His performance was the core of the game. There was no room for error in his two singles. Any mistake would destroy all hopes; and now Zhang Ze finally found a glimmer of hope ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Sure enough, the opportunity came to Gawain.

So, under heavy pressure, can Gawain perform normally?

It’s not just one or two fans.

At this moment, in front of the TV screen in Mainland China, countless fans are bustling and watching the live broadcast. The Davis Cup, which has never attracted any discussion or attention, has undoubtedly occupied the top spot on the hot search list today. Not only is the five sets of CCTV , the online live broadcast is also fully online.

On CCTV alone, the real-time viewership has exceeded 50 million.

As for the hot search list, the real-time discussion popularity has easily exceeded 200 million, and is still rising.

When Zhang Ze completed an incredible game, the entire network went crazy inside and outside, and the ratings and discussions continued to climb to new highs. Finally, a new energy was detonated when Gao Wen stepped on the ball. There was only a roar in his sight and ears.

Everything depends on Gawain.