Chapter 706 Three Chances

boom!

Above the head, the paper fireworks were in full bloom, and the silver fragments flying all over the sky reflected the gorgeous lights, and the colorful halos bloomed like this.

As if standing on top of the world, with open arms, you can embrace the world.

Looking up at the dazzling silver snowflakes, happiness and joy exploded in his chest, even crazier than the US Open.

"Climbing to the top is very difficult; but staying at the top is the real difficulty."

The U.S. Open is a breakthrough, a harvest, and an adventure. Even Gao Wen himself didn't expect it, and just kept his head down and rushed all the way.

Paris is a test. After experiencing the ups and downs, troughs, and trials of the Asian season and the European indoor season, it has always returned to the top of the mountain.

Grand Slam championship is a turning point, but it is also a starting point, a turning point that opens a new door to the world, and the starting point of a new journey.

Now, Gao Wen finally understands the meaning of this sentence, and he has already taken a solid first step in the world under his feet, and he can't wait to move on and start an adventure.

He lowered his head and looked at the heavy Paris Masters championship trophy in his hand. This is a copper trophy with branches spreading out like antlers. It still retains the patina left by time and humidity, but it truly shows the art. The power, then, held aloft.

boom!

Accompanied by Gao Wen's actions, the audience roared, applause and shouts were intertwined, and incredible energy erupted, turning the Accor Arena into a volcano.

So far, the last ATP Masters in 2014 has ended all the competitions, and the curtain has come to an end, waiting for the next year.

The doubles championship belongs to the Bryan brothers. With this championship trophy, this pair of legendary doubles players also locked in the year-end world number one throne ahead of schedule.

The singles champion belongs to Gao Wen, and a new face has been added to the masters championship list, further presenting a new pattern of men's tennis.

"...Gao Wen..."

"I love you…"

"...you are the best."

"Ah! Ahhh!"

"Girl knight, my knight!"

Screams and cheers, roars and roars, mixed with cries trembling slightly due to over-excitement, vented down like a gust of wind and rain.

In less than three months, Gao Wen has undoubtedly become an emerging idol in men's professional tennis.

Perhaps, it lacks a little attraction for senior fans. After all, they already have their favorite players, but this does not prevent them from admiring Gawain's style of play and game. Today's game against Djokovic , Gao Wen gained a group of supporters with his performance.

At the same time, for young fans, they have been waiting for the rise of the new generation of players. The "Big Four" are strong but they are all old faces. The professional tennis world needs more fresh blood. Then, they waited until Raonic, Dimitrov, and Gawain.

On those faces, there was excitement, excitement, and joy, as if they had won the Masters.

From a distance, he saw Gao Wen approaching with the equipment bag on his back and holding the trophy. Before the footsteps arrived, the crowds of fans and spectators who came out of the stands on the left side of the player tunnel began to commotion. The hoarse rolling sound accompanied Gao Wen Gradually approaching, while continuing to challenge the peak.

really!

Gawain stopped to live up to everyone's expectations, temporarily put the equipment bag and trophy on the ground, showed a smile, took the carbon pen from the fans, and skillfully signed tennis **** of different sizes; there was the sound of chattering Expressing their enthusiasm, Gao Wen also kept expressing his gratitude.

Then, in the line of sight, you can see the familiar faces popping up like moles, laughing and celebrating loudly—

It was the group of people who happened to meet at the entrance of the tavern.

"...congratulations on winning the championship."

"The game was really exciting."

"If I knew it earlier, I should have watched it from the first scene."

"Start watching tennis today."

"There is a chance to celebrate at the tavern together."

"Next time we meet, I'll pay for the drinks."

"I can't even imagine how you managed the match point in the second set."

"That's right, the heart is about to burst."

Chirping, so calm but so sincere, you say something to each other, and everyone laughs together as you speak, and the joy and happiness in the words overflow like this.

Although they just met by chance, it can be seen that they are sincerely cheering for Gao Wen, which is another bonus in Paris.

Gao Wen also showed a big smile.

"I didn't ask for an autographed photo at that time, it's too late now."

In a word, all the friends in the tavern burst into laughter, and the other fans next to them looked at them with half-knowledge.

Even if they don't know anything, they can still feel the cheerfulness of the atmosphere, and their smiles are contagious, so that they laugh along with them.

After completing another signature, Gao Wen handed back the tennis ball, turned sideways, took the next tennis ball, subconsciously raised his head and showed a smile, and then saw another familiar face in the bustling crowd, and his gaze finally As soon as it fell down, it was raised again.

"Hey, stranger."

It's Emily Pulan.

There was a slight smile on that pretty face, and a glint of mischief gleamed in the bright eyes, as if he was very satisfied with Gawain's expression.

Gao Wen was indeed killed and was caught off guard. He did not expect to see Pulan here again.

So, is this the third time?

Pu Lan didn't say much, pointed to the tennis ball in Gao Wen's hand, and said with a smile.

"Can you sign for me? I've been waiting for thirty minutes."

While speaking, he also made a "three" gesture with his fingers.

The smile on the corner of Gao Wen's mouth fell into his eyes sparsely, "Of course~lightnovelpub.net~No problem."

After signing the signature quickly, he handed the tennis ball to Pulan. Gao Wen wanted to say something, but the opportunity seemed inappropriate now.

The densely packed arms around Gawain's neck were like Avalokitesvara, airtightly encircling Gao Wen's neck. He had to suspect that if he turned and left at this time, these arms might make an aggressive move.

However, before Gao Wen could open his mouth, Pu Lan had already taken the tennis ball. In a flash, Gao Wen only felt that there was something extra in the palm of his hand, and before he had time to look at it carefully, he took advantage of the situation and stuffed the thing in his palm into the tennis ball. Pocket of sweatpants.

Looking up, Pulan could be seen blinking at Gawain.

"Congratulations!"

"The game was really exciting."

After finishing speaking, Pulan took half a step back, and the turbulent crowd around him quickly filled the gap like a tide, and Pulan disappeared in a blink of an eye, but the bustling fans were still waiting for Gao Wen like chicks waiting to be fed. s concern.

Gawain stared at the direction where Pulan disappeared, and was slightly taken aback. He quickly came back to his senses and continued to sign, but the smile on the corner of his mouth rose unknowingly.

(end of this chapter)