Chapter 840 Running Alone

"call…"

After staring at the schedule and making sure that his first round game is at Rod Laver Stadium, a stone has finally fallen, and now he can prepare for the game with peace of mind.

Zhang Ze let out a long breath, then clenched his fists heavily to cheer himself up.

While facing Hewitt at Melbourne Park will undoubtedly be a tough challenge, he's ready -

Training, what he desperately needs now is training.

Without a pause, Zhang Ze rushed to the sign in the player's rest area with enthusiasm and signed his name.

This check-in place is not for confirming the usefulness of reports, but for finding training partners.

Grand Slam tournaments, in addition to the world's top 30 top superstars, also gather the world's top 50 to 300 core players.

Perhaps, they are not popular candidates for the tour championship, but they are the most important part of the professional arena, equivalent to the blue-collar class.

Some of these players can soar into the sky and usher in their own breakthroughs; but most of them can't, but stick to a job like workers.

It is precisely because of this that there are no longer a few single players who come to the Grand Slam.

The so-called "ordering" means that on the one hand, they do not have a large coaching team to support them, and on the other hand, they cannot find a fixed training partner.

The sign office is responsible for playing such a role—

Players only need to sign their names at the sign-in place, indicating that they are looking for a training partner, and then wait patiently. Other players who are alone will sign their names at the corresponding positions, and then go to the training ground to train together.

Occasionally, there are times when you can't wait, so the training will not take place, but there are not many such cases, and most of the time you can find lone players.

For the past two years, Zhang Ze has come to Melbourne to compete with Wu Di, so he is not worried about his training partner.

But this year Wu Di was absent due to injury, and in the end only Zhang Ze came alone.

a little lonely.

Especially when he arrived at the training ground alone, looking at the empty stadium and the setting sun that was gradually slanting to the west, the feeling of loneliness became even more turbulent.

In fact, tennis is a very lonely sport.

When they stand on the court, they only have themselves, and everything must rely on themselves. This is a war between themselves and their opponents, and it is also a war between themselves and themselves, even better than the 100-meter race or boxing. And even more lonely, because their opponents are on the other side of the field, completely invisible.

From the first district to the second district and then to the first district, from the left end of the baseline to the right end and then to the left end, they ran by themselves like this, going back and forth, as if they were the only ones on Nuoda's stadium.

The setting sun is burning in the sky, and the breeze is blowing.

Looking at the empty stadium in front of him, Zhang Ze couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Sometimes, he can't help but doubt himself:

Choosing tennis, choosing a career, is this the right path?

He doesn't seem to have such an outstanding talent, and it seems that he can't reach the top ranks after exhausting all his efforts. Only he runs for an illusory goal that he doesn't even believe in, struggling to touch that unattainable dream, but Can't get any closer.

It's just... getting further and further away.

In a trance, confusion began to flood him, why he was fighting, and why he was running, the enthusiasm of his youth seemed to have been burned out.

Looking left and right, you can't see your friends or your goals. Running aimlessly seems to never find your direction, let alone your goals.

The hustle and bustle of Melbourne Park belongs to Rod Laver Stadium and Margaret Court Stadium. The scorching heat of the training ground has gradually cooled down with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the peacock blue night is slowly When it landed, the whole world was so empty that it seemed that no one else could be seen.

Those brilliance did not belong to him after all.

The Huaxia women's team, including the players participating in the qualifying round, had a total of eleven people here this time, bustling and chattering, and it was extremely lively.

But the men's team here...

I don't want to. I don't want to.

Zhang Ze shook his head and took a deep breath.

call.

The air still had the heat that had not completely dissipated, mixed with a bit of evening coldness, and penetrated into his lungs. He couldn't help shivering, but the turbulent thoughts in his mind settled down, and he regained his focus force.

Then, he stood up straight away.

He can't sit here and wait, serve training, foot training, movement training, etc., some basic training can be practiced.

He has fallen too far behind, and there is no time to be sad, and he has no time to stop. He must seize the opportunity of every second and run with all his might.

Huffing and wheezing.

After panting, sweating, and concentrating on training, the messy thoughts in the brain are all cleared, and then everything becomes simple.

Push the ground and exert strength.

Brake, control.

Running and moving has evolved into a kind of inertia, reawakening muscle memory, staying focused, and going all out.

hula la...

Time passed quietly, without noticing how long it had passed, and rustling voices came from a distance, which made Zhang Ze stop his movements. Could it be that his training partner has arrived?

But I don't know who it is, because the way to find a partner is random, so it's like opening a blind box, and it's inevitable that I will be a little excited before the answer is about to be revealed.

In the past few days, Zhang Ze had trained with several players who were shortlisted for the men's singles main match, but overall, the training intensity can still be mentioned again.

So, should he offer to say hello? Enthusiastic?

Or don't startle each other?

Or continue to pretend to train by yourself? Naturally?

While hesitating, two figures could be seen at the entrance of the training ground, chatting happily, and the voices were getting closer.

Zhang Ze hadn't made a decision yet, and in the next second he could already see the gradually clear figure.

"Hey, good afternoon..."

Habitually, Zhang Ze still chose to greet politely, but he had just spoken half a sentence, and his voice was stuck in his throat like this. He couldn't believe his eyes.

stunned.

But before the exclamation came out~lightnovelpub.net~ he swallowed anxiously and changed his words, trying to cover up his panic, and ended up choking on his own saliva.

cough cough.

cough cough!

"Hey, how are you?"

"Ah... what's wrong? Is it not easy to breathe? Or what's going on?"

"Martin, water! Give me water."

The first sentence is in English.

The second sentence is in Chinese, obviously realizing that English is not needed at this moment.

The third sentence is English again.

But Zhang Ze couldn't speak. The more he coughed, the more ashamed he became, and the more he was ashamed, the more he coughed. It was like a vicious circle that could never escape. It was hell. The only thought in his mind was to disappear from the scene, but think about it , and seemed to be a little bit reluctant, and my mood was very contradictory.

Dizzy and dizzy, but Zhang Ze still didn't understand, how did everything happen in front of him?

Gao Wen?

Why did Gao Wen appear here?

(end of this chapter)