Chapter 962

The awards ceremony has begun.

Today, it is the Australian tennis legend, Todd Woodbridge, who is in charge of hosting the awards ceremony.

"What an amazing, what a legend, what a wonderful final, audience friends, please let us give the warmest applause and cheers to the two players, shall we?"

Before the words could be finished, there was a roar of applause, and the audience was boiling.

Gawain and Djokovic have come to the back of the podium, standing side by side.

For Gao Wen, even though it was the second time, everything was still a little strange. He raised his head involuntarily, looked at the blue halo all over the sky, and carefully felt the scalding heat waves falling on the surface of his skin, and the blood that had not completely calmed down. It boiled again.

In the bustling crowd, faces began to blur, but somehow, Gawain saw Seljan:

Holding his hands tightly in front of his chest, his face was expressionless, like a child whose lollipop was snatched away, without saying a word, anger and grievance exuded all over his body.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he could still feel the emotion emanating from the inside out. Obviously, Selyang didn't like being slapped in the face.

It can be vaguely seen that he is constantly twisting his body and adjusting the seat. Those who don't know will almost suspect that there is a hedgehog under his buttocks, and it is uncomfortable to sit on.

For Djokovic, everything is already at his fingertips. Whether he is the champion or the runner-up, the award ceremony is no longer unfamiliar. He has calmed down and even took the initiative to talk to Gao Wen, making the atmosphere warmer.

"Honestly, in Doha, you already started rehearsing the last few points of today's game, right?"

It was obviously a little joke.

Gawain retracted his gaze, put Seljan behind him, met Djokovic's smile, and pursed the corners of his mouth with a natural expression.

"Actually, it started after London last year. You know, I'm a person who is used to making long-term plans. Long... long... very, very long..."

The exaggerated tone made Djokovic immediately amused.

While talking, a staff member moved two chairs over, patted the arms of the two people lightly, and signaled with their eyes.

Djokovic took the chair very generously, and sat down directly—

Five hours and thirty minutes, my physical strength was really exhausted.

Moreover, compared with time, the fierce battle of this game is the real test from the impact on the mental level. He is indeed completely tired from the inside out now, and he really needs a little rest.

Gawain was a little surprised.

tired?

Of course tiredness, tiredness passed from the depths of the soul, the whole person relaxes.

But it wasn't so unsteady. After all, the awards ceremony only lasted about 20 minutes.

Djokovic seemed to be able to sense Gao Wen's eyes, and sighed with a smile, "It's nice to be young."

This sentence also made Gao Wen laugh. After all, he didn't refuse anymore, and sat down, "I'm worried that my fitness coach may think about it and practice more after I go back."

This time it was Djokovic's turn to laugh out loud.

Spectators in the stands.

Pelt shook his head lightly, "No, this physical fitness still has to be practiced."

Gao Wen only felt goosebumps appearing on his spine, why did he feel like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake?

From the chairman of the Australian Tennis Association to the Australian Open event director to the representative of Kia, the largest sponsor of the Australian Open, they took turns to give speeches. The whole awards ceremony was indeed a bit long.

Then, Djokovic came on stage—

The runner-up prize plate will be awarded first.

Tonight, in order to meet the much-anticipated final, the organizer of the Australian Open invited Mr. Rod Laver to be the award presenter.

The importance of the event can be felt in every aspect—

After all, no matter who wins the final, history will be created. Whether it is Djokovic's five Australian Open crowns or Gawain's back-to-back Grand Slam summits, these are moments worthy of being recorded in history.

Djokovic took over the runner-up trophy from Mr. Laver Sr.

The audience applauded thunderously.

Serbian fans and Australian fans looked at Djokovic with tears in their eyes. Words are not enough to describe their loss and sadness.

Djokovic, who had high hopes, was unable to stop Gao Wen after all. He lost to this young opponent for the third time in his career. Then, in his own back garden, he witnessed Gao Wen reach the top. Compared with Djokovic For Qi himself, the sadness and despair of the fans are even more turbulent.

The applause is dedicated to Djokovic; at the same time, it is also dedicated to this game—

Whether they win or lose, whether they win or lose, tonight, they all witnessed a wonderful duel that will be recorded in history.

Perhaps, many, many years later, when people talk about the peak duel, in addition to the 2008 Wimbledon final and the 2012 Australian Open final, the 2015 Australian Open final will also come into view, and then they will argue:

Which matchup is the best in history.

Amidst the turbulent sound, Djokovic stepped onto the podium.

"First of all, I need to congratulate Gao Wen for winning tonight's men's singles championship. We all know that you have set a record again. Your performance tonight is very, very good, and you are fully worthy of this championship trophy."

"Secondly, I would like to formally thank my team and family, without you I would not have been able to stand on stage in the final at Melbourne Park again, you have sacrificed so much on and off the field to get me to this point, I love you."

"Last, but not least, the fans!"

Boom boom boom!

Ho **** ho!

Applause and cheers flooded the entire Rod Laver Stadium in a blink of an eye. At this moment, it can be seen that the popularity of the Big Four on a global scale.

The other challengers, including Gao Wen and Wawrinka, are still not at the same level as the Big Four, and the gap is not small.

Djokovic's words also paused slightly, nodding to the fans to express his gratitude.

"I just heard that the number of spectators is breaking records again this year, and it's an honor to be able to stand here and compete."

"Hopefully, I can come back next year, thank you!"

After a short acceptance speech, Djokovic gave up the stage~lightnovelpub.net~ because he knew that the light tonight should belong to another player.

In the air, there is still the hustle and bustle that has not had time to dissipate. Although all the audience kept quiet, they can still feel the heat waves rolling on the surface of the skin, so that even silence can make people feel excited. The sound of the heart hitting the chest echoes in the eardrums Continue to zoom in.

Under the eyes of everyone, Woodbridge moved closer to the microphone, and his voice came.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the 2015 Australian Open, Men's Singles Champion —

Gawain! "

Ho **** ho!

Ahhh!

ah! ah! ah!

A little bit, a little bit more.

The cheers and shouts pervading the Rod Laver Stadium converged into a wave of sound, and unexpectedly burst out a steady stream of energy again, as if there was no end in sight.

Continue to erupt, continue to climb, continue to burst.

The moment you've been waiting for and waiting for is finally here!

Climb to the top and be crowned!

(end of this chapter)