After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yanyun was a little dazed. For some reason, she remembered that Gao Wen had just learned tennis when he was a child, and that he was severely ravaged by a kid who was three years older than him in a practice match. It was almost humiliating. This dramatically made Gao Wen understand the huge gap between the two.

At the scene, Gao Wen showed his demeanor and shook hands with the older child, and said that he would continue to work hard, and there was no abnormality after returning. However, at night, Gao Wen secretly buried himself in the bed and cried hard When I woke up the next day, my eyes were still slightly swollen.

Before that day, Gao Wen's tennis training was purely to develop his strength. He fished for three days and played the net for two days. Startled—

Because they sent Gao Wen to learn tennis for the purpose of advocating his strength, and they never wanted Gao Wen to become a professional player; but seeing Gao Wen devote himself to training, the light in his eyes was different, and Gao Hongli couldn't help it. Began to worry about Gao Wen's state.

Three months later, Gao Wen and the older child played against each other again. Gao Wen won twelve points in a row, and beat the child to tears on the spot, so that Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun had to apologize to the child's parents carefully.

The memory is far away, even a little blurry, but Jiang Yanyun remembered it again today, and for some reason, those details are vivid.

"How about it?"

Looking up, Jiang Yanyun saw Gao Hongli's worried eyes. Jiang Yanyun thought for a while, and then smiled slightly.

"Xiao Wu will be fine."

Jiang Yanyun is confident.

…

In this room, Gao Wen also hung up the phone, his eyes were slightly red, he raised his head and glanced at Sampras, trying to say something, but thousands of words surged in his chest, and he couldn't find a way to express it for a while , It is rare to see some poor words, just showing a smile to Sampras.

Sampras could not understand Chinese at all, those languages ​​were like alien languages, he had no idea, but from Gao Wen's expression, it could be seen that this call was very important.

"Are your parents okay?"

Gao Wen didn't speak, just smiled and nodded emphatically.

"They worry about you?"

Gao Wen nodded silently again, the smile on the corner of his mouth was somewhat bitter, some happy, some sad and some relaxed, mixed and contradictory emotions intertwined.

And not just because of this one call.

In the previous life, Gao Wen had to say goodbye to tennis because of a knee injury. In fact, he and his parents had a very serious quarrel because of this incident.

Gao Wen wants to continue to persevere, and after recovering from injury, rehabilitation, and practice, he will stand on the field again; but this time, his parents did not support his choice.

They think that the impact of the injury is not limited to this time, it is likely to affect the entire career, but Gao Wen does not have so much time and talent to squander and gamble; they hope that Gao Wen can complete his studies and follow this path. See clearly the path ahead and move on.

Discussion, quarrel, cold war, communication.

In the end, reason prevailed over emotion, and Gao Wen finally agreed with his parents.

Gao Wen knew that if he continued to persevere, his parents would definitely support him; but the harsh reality of the long and arduous rehabilitation and repeated water accumulation in his knees was indeed in front of him. After tossing and turning, Gao Wen made a choice .

That was Gao Wen's own decision, so he didn't blame his parents.

However, life is still different after all. After returning to China to work, he stayed in Shanghai, and his relationship with his parents is still harmonious, but there is always a thin barrier between them——

His struggles, his regrets, his pain never disappeared, and he reappeared in the dream when he dreamed back at midnight, but he could not tell his parents or anyone else, only he silently licked his wounds and endured life the weight of.

Even if they all know the problem, there is still no way to change it. This is precisely the cruelest and most helpless part of real life.

Now.

Facing challenges and difficulties again, Gao Wen realized that, in fact, for parents, compared with championships, victory, and wealth, what they care most about is always their own happiness and happiness. It's not about tennis, it's about him.

Traveling through time and space, breaking boundaries, and never really feeling it until now.

The turbulent emotions made Gao Wen a little embarrassed.

Sampras quietly watched Gao Wen's emotional surge, and there was more and more in his eyes besides the confusion. It was no longer the usual calm and energetic appearance, and inadvertently leaked a little fragility. , but made Gao Wen more real and more vivid.

Words from the bottom of my heart blurted out before my thoughts could run.

"Don't think."

"Don't try to find the answer, just firmly remember the feeling of this moment, this kind of confusion, this kind of loss, this kind of bitterness and this kind of regret, this kind of feeling of being at a loss and lingering, imprinted in your mind, Remember it all the time, and then transform it into your own driving force."

"It is precisely because of the feeling at this moment that inspires us to continue to work hard, continue to improve and continue to work hard. In the painful lessons of failure after failure, continue to grow, continue to fight, continue to challenge and continue to break through."

Deeply, Sampras stared deeply at Gao Wen, and pointed to his head with his finger.

"Gao Wen, remember it firmly."

"Don't forget, you are still young, and you still have a long, long career ahead, which not only means that you still have many opportunities to face big winds and waves and countless challenges, but also means that you still have growth and improvement. Space."

"Failure is not only the opposite of victory, but also a wake-up call, telling yourself not to stand still, there are still challenges and limits waiting for you."

As he spoke, Sampras's thoughts also became smoother. He saw himself in Gao Wen, and in a trance, it seemed to be giving advice to his young self.

"You know ~lightnovelpub.net~ everybody says that a tennis career should be divided into two parts, one part before winning a Grand Slam and another part after winning a Grand Slam."

"Because winning a grand slam is a goal that everyone can see, just like climbing a mountain, you just need to sprint; but after winning a grand slam is the process of standing on the peak and climbing the clouds, you need to face more Many challenges also need to accept challenges, and maintaining a leading edge is much more difficult than chasing the leader."

"Maintaining the top is harder than getting to the top."

"So, it's just the beginning of your career, a whole new world is unfolding ahead, and you have a lot of things to do, and here, you need to start over, you need to continue to learn, you don't want to Stand still."

Then, Sampras watched Gawain's eyes brighten up little by little, raised his right fist, patted his chest lightly, and showed a shallow smile.

He said.

"Keep-fighting, keep-pounding."