Match point

Chapter 1717 Graduation Season Chapter

Chapter 1717 Graduation Season

Los Angeles, UCLA, on the tennis court, training is in progress.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the heat waves are rolling, and there is a gorgeous golden color under the cloudless blue sky. The whole world is wrapped in a dense heat, and I dare not look up at the sun. Even if I hide under the shade of a tree, I can still feel the power of the sun, almost melting.

Midsummer, scorching.

But the training still can't stop.

Competitive sports are like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. A little bit of laziness, a little bit of slack, a little bit of flashing, may be completely thrown away.

Of course, there are exceptions. There may be a genius among [-] million people. If he does not train and focus, he can still maintain a top level by fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. But such geniuses are too rare.

Gao Wen was deeply convinced of this.

However, it was not Gao Wen who was training on the tennis court at this time——

The importance of combining work and rest does not need to be expanded in detail.

After experiencing high-intensity, high-frequency and high-quality confrontation in the clay court season and the grass court season, Gao Wen really needs some adjustments now. This is also for a better start. A short but important, simple and sweet rest time, leaving tennis physically and mentally, and returning to ordinary daily life.

Ten days after Wimbledon, for a full ten days, Gao Wen bid farewell to tennis. First, he cooperated with advertisers to complete some commercial shoots, and then completed some interviews and magazine shoots. After that, he completely let go, no work or training, just rest.

During this period, tennis, fitness, equipment, etc. all temporarily left Gao Wen's life, the only exception time that can be linked to sports:

Warm up with an hour of jogging in the morning.

On the one hand, it is to maintain the activity of the body muscles, and on the other hand, it is to maintain the biological clock of daily life. Even if you are resting, you need to follow the rules.

But rest does not mean doing nothing.

Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun received an invitation from Sebastian Nadal to go to Mallorca for vacation and enjoy the Mediterranean scenery in midsummer.

Originally, Gao Wen was also planning to go together, but after thinking about it, his parents hardly had the opportunity to travel these years, let alone the two-person world of the husband and wife; it just so happened that, by taking advantage of this opportunity, let them enjoy life and enjoy the holidays, just the two of them leisure time.

Therefore, Gao Wen declined on the pretext of shooting for Nike and preparing for the Davis Cup.

In private, he not only called Sebastian to express his thanks, but also communicated with Nadal through text messages. The next vacation of Nadal's parents will be arranged by Gao Wen, and he will entertain them to go to China to experience the different cultural customs from the European continent. The two also joked about it.

Then, Gao Wen chose to return to Los Angeles.

Preparing for the Davis Cup is part of the reason, but the real main reason is preparing to go back and see the school friends.

because.

Another year of graduation, another year of choices at the crossroads of life.

Exactly one year ago at this moment, Gao Wen and a group of friends from the school embarked on the challenge journey, expecting to improve themselves through higher-level confrontation; but they did not expect that it was the starting point of a legend, and Gao Wen's life and world would undergo earth-shaking changes in the next year.

Looking back on the past, those mixed emotions mixed with confusion and expectation, apprehension and joy are still vivid.

Facing the future, they are all the same.

Even though this is Gao Wen's second life, the unknown is still the unknown, and it will not become easier just because he starts over again. The choice at the crossroads of life has always been complicated and difficult. After all, before the unknown kicks off, all guesses and inferences are insignificant.

So, Gawain came back, back to the starting point of everything, quietly watching the strange but familiar stadium in front of him——

Things seem to have changed, but they don't seem to have changed.

on the field.

Stepping, kicking the ground, the friction between the sneakers and the ground makes a harsh sound, stops and turns suddenly, controls the pace, and turns around to start the second change of direction.

The speed has reached the extreme.

however.

Running wildly and screaming all the way, but still failed to catch up. As I ran, I could clearly feel that I might not be able to catch up. That kind of helplessness and frustration, that kind of depression and aggrievedness rolled violently in my chest.

"what!"

Pedal, speed up, sprint—

Tennis has evolved into a race, sprinting across the court in a [-]-meter sprint, and a roar erupts from the depths of his dantian, carefully venting his inner dissatisfaction.

But even if it is catharsis, you can still feel oppressed and restrained. It feels like your body and soul are imprisoned, so that you can't make a sound. You have tried your best, but you still can't break through the shackles and release it heartily. Emotions linger in your chest.

Uncomfortable!

The more so, the more obvious the consumption of physical energy.

At last.

Exhausted.

--"vomit!"

MacDonald vomited after all.

Controlled and then controlled but still failed, covered his mouth, stumbled all the way to the trash can in the corner of the training ground, supported his knees, and began to vomit crazily.

There was a sudden ups and downs.

The slightly trembling knees were almost unsteady and barely supported; from a distance, the cramping calves could be seen, and the muscles spasmed.

"……Feel sorry."

Even so, MacDonald still didn't take himself into consideration, but raised his hands to apologize, sweating profusely and pale, which made people feel distressed.

Such a scene really makes people have mixed feelings.

Quietly, a figure came to Gao Wen's side and sat down. The two looked at McDonald who was about to continue training after wiping the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. Neither of them spoke, but the confusion in their eyes was so similar that they didn't know how to speak.

Billy Martin exhaled lightly, "So, what happened to that round just now?"

Professional questions are like spot checks by coaches.

The corner of Gao Wen's mouth turned up, a little helpless, but he still remained professional, "There is no prediction."

In a tennis match, if there is no prediction, relying solely on your own legs to chase the tennis ball will not work. The only result is that you will become more and more passive and embarrassed. Even the "Australian Hare" Hewitt cannot run endlessly.

This is the wrong way to open.

The real top players, from Simon to Nadal to Murray, etc., all their defense comes from accurate prediction and keen intuition.

You can't play tennis with just your legs and no brains.

But in this training round just now, McDonald did not predict at all——

Passively chasing tennis balls.

In this case, no matter how fast the reaction speed is, no matter how light the footsteps are, if you can't catch up, you won't be able to catch up.

It was nothing like the familiar Macdonald.

"He is thinking too much in his mind now, so that he can't think about anything, and the response speed of the whole start and shot is obviously slowed down by half a beat."

In this way, not only the footsteps and movements are affected, but also the timing of shots. There are obvious problems in the entire tennis tactical system.

(End of this chapter)