tread!

Gao Wen was rushing forward, ready to stick to the net to complete the interception of the small ball, but in the next second he discovered that it was actually a lob.

Accident!

Very very unexpected!

The ankle kicked the ground suddenly, braked urgently, started the second time, and then the body retreated continuously and moved quickly.

OK. OK. Successive small steps.

Back off!

Adjustment!

Observe as you move, confirm your position on the court, and avoid losing the sense of space when hitting the ball.

Then, raise your head high, always pay attention to the flight and fall of the tennis ball.

Wait, Djokovic's lobs lack a bit of quality.

Looking at the most perfect situation, it should be to pick the dead corner of the bottom line and force Gao Wen back to the bottom line. Obviously, Djokovic has such ability

But the problem is that Gao Wen's volley just now was a backspin ball, which did not leave much space for Djokovic to hit the ball, which naturally led to a lack of control of the return ball.

Therefore, the lob is placed near the deep midfield area, which works well, but is far from optimal.

Hoo hoo!

The hunting wind sounded.

Gravity pulls the tennis ball down quickly, and the falling in the rotation is getting faster and faster, just like a meteor falling into the earth.

Gawain retracted his gaze, looked at his position, then at Djokovic's position, and then looked up again.

Kick off!

jump!

fly!

Pulling onions on dry land!

The wind swarmed in from all directions, the hem of the jersey fluttered in the wind, and the sweat-stained hair could feel the tenderness and lightness of the night sky.

Lean back!

The core strength burst out instantly!

swing!

block!

"ah!"

Deep in the dantian, a shocking roar erupted, and all the strength in his body was concentrated on the racket, which was released instantly.

The whole batting is done in one go.

The tennis ball was compressed to the extreme in an instant, and then exploded, rushing towards the opposite side of the court.

Slash!

turn back!

Djokovic's heart sinks as he moves laterally to his right, preparing to defend his forehand.

He thought that Gao Wen didn't dare to challenge his backhand. Even if the high-pressure ball came to the backhand position, he could hit it back head-on. He was not afraid at all, but the forehand was different. It also needs to move laterally, and the possibility of instability is further magnified.

However, Gao Wen did just that.

Slash, backhand.

Looking back at the moon.

Djokovic is moving, the inertia pulls his body forward, he can't stop at all, he can only turn his head, his eyes are wrapped around the tennis ball and fly together.

In my mind, there is only one thought:

out of bounds out of bounds out of bounds

I'm afraid it's not just Djokovic.

On the stands of the stadium, Seljan folded his hands and prayed devoutly:

At this moment, all the gods and buddhas who are watching this game in the sky above the universe are all in line. No matter who it is, as long as they can hear his devout prayers, it doesn't matter.

Out of bounds!

Please be sure to go out of bounds!

All the Serbian fans clasped their fingers together and prayed.

Thousands of eyes were all focused on that mustard-yellow light and shadow.

Time, very, very briefly, stayed here for a moment.

Then

boom.

The tennis ball hit the big triangular area between the baseline and the sideline. Although it was not a blind spot, the tricky angle ensured that everyone could see the ball print.

landing.

rebound.

And winning points.

boom!

Sampras stood up directly, raising his arms and shouting.

"Ah!" Inbound.

"Ah!" Inbound.

"Ahhh!" That's within the bounds!

ah!

The audience is boiling!

I can no longer control myself, my emotions burst, and my emotions are released. The turbulent sea of ​​people all over the sky can no longer control and suppress my emotions.

Comprehensive, explosive!

Ahhh!

Boom boom boom!

Mighty and continuous, the earth-shaking roar is surging and surging under the night sky of Melbourne, witnessing the birth of history.

"Won."

Zhang Sheng could hardly find his own voice, his mind went blank, he lost all reason, and stared at the scene before him in disbelief.

"Won!"

"The third match point was won by Gao Wen with a high pressure in front of the net."

"Gao Wen! The men's singles champion at the 2015 Australian Open is Gao Wen!"

"In the case of losing two sets first, Gao Wen used his unparalleled top performance to catch up in three sets, staged the miracle of allowing the second to chase the third, and defeated Djokovic for the third time in his career."

"This is the first player in the Open era to accomplish such a feat in the final of the Australian Open. At the same time, Gao Wen also became the first player in history to win his first Grand Slam title back-to-back. Two Grand Slam players."

"Gao Wen, this young Chinese general who is only nineteen years old, has made history! He has written a miracle!"

"Won!"

"Gao Wen won!"

As he was talking, Zhang Sheng realized that he had burst into tears and was trembling uncontrollably, as if he was flying into the sky.

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Boom, surge.

In an instant, Gao Wen was surrounded.

However, Gao Wen only felt deeply tired, his knees gave way, and then he fell to the ground in a large font.

A burst of collapse.

it's over.

it is finally over.

Not only is this five-hour and 30-minute match over, but also all the matches of the 2015 Australian Open have come to an end.

Without a doubt, these were the toughest and most exhausting two weeks of Gawain's career

The curiosity carried by the first Grand Slam as the champion of the new US Open, the attention and traffic brought by the topicality of the "Big Four s Challenger", the overwhelming pressure from the host audience, and the continuous facing of the three giant players the ultimate challenge

everything!

Everything is all pressure and shock.

Finally came tonight.

Standing alone on the opposite side of the whole world, experiencing such a long and arduous battle~lightnovelpub.net~ Faced with the dilemma of losing two sets first and then standing on the edge of a cliff, but in the end, he persisted until the end.

finally!

Compared with the results of the game, the tension that persisted until the last moment was finally able to relax. This was the first reaction in my mind, and I realized it after I relaxed a little.

Won.

He won.

The second Grand Slam championship trophy!

In an instant, those emotions, those feelings, those happiness, took advantage of the void, and they all swarmed up. After that, Gao Wen couldn't control it anymore.

He covered his cheeks with his hands, but he still couldn't stop the hot tears from seeping out from between his fingers. Thousands of words and all kinds of feelings were all intertwined.

He doesn't care about creating history or writing miracles. The only thing he cares about is this moment, this moment, this second of happiness, pure and simple.

Belongs to the taste of victory.

He thought that after he experienced the US Open last year, everything would become easier. Even if he won the championship again, there is no need to panic.

Obviously, he was wrong.

It's different, everything is different from the beginning to the end. The impact and shock brought by this year's Australian Open has no similarities with last year's Flushing, and it is completely different from any match in the past. , all experiences are unfamiliar.

When the game ended, the joy and impact of victory tasted the taste of tears, and he just needed to vent it.

In a very, very short time, two weeks of depression, two weeks of control, two weeks of apprehension, two weeks of tension, and now I can finally release it.

Crying and crying, and then laughing, the smile on the corner of the mouth bloomed, wanton and gorgeous, that kind of satisfied joy filled the chest cavity, surging and boiling.

champion!

I'm the champion!