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The referee has already directly announced the score, bringing to an end the game that took a full two hours and seven minutes.

ah!

Ahhh!

Gawain stuffed the racket into his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, jumped up high into the air, roared passionately, over and over again, his blood boiled! Great pride!

There was a roar in the ears, and it seemed that the pulse of the world was beating clearly, and the hot magma was continuously erupting, releasing energy towards the audience.

He won.

He won!

In the first official game of his career, facing the world's top 300 talented young man Kokinakis, he was once pushed to the edge of the cliff in the match point. He really felt the gap between the NCAA and professional games. Strength has an incredible impact, a good lesson.

Especially in the recent period, the growth potential has fallen into a bottleneck, and the daily training has not improved by leaps and bounds as usual. The whole career is facing challenges, which makes Gao Wen feel a little doubt in his heart:

Is this the limit of my talent?

Even if he gets another chance, even with the help of the system, he still can't get rid of the shackles of his talent after all. The dream of a professional player has stopped at the height of the NCAA All-American Championship before it even started!

That kind of resignation, that kind of fear, that kind of panic disrupted his composure and self-confidence for the first time, and then he met Kokinakis.

but!

He didn't give up! He fought to the last moment! He found an opportunity! He seized the opportunity to complete the Jedi reversal! He won a glimmer of life with his unyielding performance! He used his actual actions to prove his determination and belief in chasing his dreams!

victory!

Hold it firmly in the palm of your hand!

This is his moment! This is his victory!

"Ahhh!"

Gao Wen clenched his hands tightly into fists, as if he owned the whole world, and vented heartily towards the audience stands.

Boom boom boom!

The audience roared!

Stand No. 3, which can only accommodate 500 spectators, all stood up and applauded at this time. The cheers and shouts continued to roll and turbulent like a stormy sea. The heat and anxiety of the scorching sun also boiled up. The heat waves are all rushing toward one center.

Ahhh!

After Gao Wen vented all his emotions heartily, a smile climbed to the corner of his mouth like this, and then bloomed brilliantly—

He likes the fighting moments of the game, even when facing the match point, he has no fear; but he prefers to do his best at the end, enjoying the heat of cheers and the joy of victory, with his beating heart hitting his chest fiercely, Feel yourself truly alive like never before.

Afterwards, Gao Wen finished the brief celebration and walked quickly towards the front of the net, ready to shake hands after the game.

However, Kokinakis is not over yet.

Gao Wen, who had just completed his serve and went to the net, was closer to the net, and he was already in front of the net in three or two steps. However, Kokinakis, who lost the game, was standing at the back of the court, panting like a cow, and his whole body was shaking. Exudes a desperate pain and struggle, a refusal to face reality.

It wasn't until Gao Wen finished celebrating and stood in front of the net that Kokinakis moved forward reluctantly, and he could see Gao Wen's bright Apollo-like smile at a glance, which made Kokinakis Geese was aggrieved for a while, and his anger almost broke through the last shackles of reason—

lost? He actually lost?

Back then, Kyrgios belonged to Gao Wen in the charity exhibition match. There were a thousand and ten thousand reasons, but Kyrgios still felt a deep sense of shame.

So Kokinakis found that strange and familiar name appeared in Binghamton's lottery, and he immediately lifted his spirits, looking forward to teaching that "college student" a lesson, letting him know about professional games and charity exhibition games. Not the same thing.

And then... there is no more.

Kokinakis wanted to disappear in place.

If it was Kyrgios, he might have refused to shake hands after the game and left directly at this time, but Kokinakis is not Kyrgios. Despite the anger and shame, he still maintained a little bit of reason.

Corkinakis briefly touched Gawain's right hand, his gloomy expression was completely devoid of any friendly meaning, and he just gritted his teeth and said something.

"There will be no next time."

But Gao Wen raised his eyebrows with a smile, and said something meaningful.

"Why do I feel that there are many, many times?"

Corkinakis: …

He really wanted to strangle Gao Wen to death with both hands, but he took a look at Gao Wen's body shape, he was not inferior to himself in the slightest, the strong and smooth muscle lines were stained with sweat, and glistened in the sun, he was immediately cowed.

snort.

Kokinakis ignored Gao Wen and went straight to the referee, but he didn't have a good face. He always believed that the referee favored Gao Wen and changed the direction of the game, so he simply patted the referee's right hand, and then walked towards his own. rest area.

After Gao Wen politely shook hands with the referee, he returned to the stadium, accepted the cheers and applause from the audience, and enjoyed his own moment—

Victory, who can refuse?

But that's not all.

After the game, Gao Wen returned to the players' locker room. From bathing to massage, etc., the whole set of procedures after the game was completed. After all, one victory is not everything, and he still needs to prepare for the next round of the game tomorrow; these There must be no missing steps in the process.

The tired muscles relaxed a little, Gao Wen packed up his equipment, and he was ready to go to Court No. 4 to watch Geelong's game. He didn't know whether McDonald's game on Court No. 2 was over. Their two games were slightly worse than Gao Wen. Later, there is no way to know the situation of the battle now.

If it is a top-level event, there will be a live broadcast in the player lounge, so you can naturally see the situation of different stadiums, but of course there is no such level as Binghamton, so you must go to each stadium or the event organizing committee to confirm in person just work.

Then ~lightnovelpub.net~ Gao Wen remembered to confirm the system.

In fact, recently, no matter how much you practice or fight, you can't see any significant growth. Gradually, Gao Wen gave up "monitoring" system changes, so as to avoid becoming too obsessed with changes in numbers and falling into anxiety.

The same is true today.

Even after going through such a fierce competition, Gao Wen didn't confirm the system immediately, he didn't remember it until he was all busy, why don't you confirm it? It doesn't matter if there is no change, but what if there is?

Ding!

With a subconscious chanting, just after summoning the system, you can see the fireworks blooming. The extremely noisy scene startled Gao Wen without any warning. This was a situation that had never happened before. The head is full of question marks.

Obviously the fireworks are blooming in my mind, but like a group of flies hovering above my head, I can't help blinking desperately.

"Congratulations, you have been promoted from advanced to professional and won a new title."