Chapter 1057: Worrying about Gains and Losses
"Calm down!"
"Everyone calm down!"
Calls gradually emerged, and seeing that the situation was finally under control, Gawain no longer hesitated. He patted Sampras and Pelt on the shoulders, took the initiative to walk towards the training ground.
Although Gawain is very willing to stay here and have a brief exchange with the fans, their presence will always be one of the motivations for Gawain to continue fighting; but obviously, now is not the best opportunity. Maybe he feels regretful, or maybe he feels sorry, but the fact is that his departure is the best way to ensure safety.
It doesn't matter even if you may be criticized.
Out of concern, Gao Wen turned around and walked backwards, while still making a gesture of pressing his hands down towards the fans, signaling everyone to calm down.
Safety first!
Then, mouth the words, "Thank you!"
Thank you very much.
Thanks to these real people who are willing to show their support with practical actions and use the passion from the depths of their souls to light up a ray of light that dispels the darkness.
"Thanks!"
Sampras and Pelt were at the rear, and they continued to comfort the fans, signaling everyone to calm down, and then slowly followed Gawain's footsteps until he disappeared.
“Ahhhh!”
“Ahhhh!”
The roars and cheers were still boiling, but the crowd had calmed down a little. The fans standing in the front row began to convey Gawain's meaning, little by little, creating ripples. Then, as they watched Gawain's figure gradually walk away, they finally regained their sanity and the crowd was brought under control.
The air is burning, yet it seems like a different world.
The security guards looked at the fans who had finally calmed down, and exchanged looks of lingering fear:
It was a close call. If I had been a little slower, there would have been an accident.
I have to say that Gawain handled the situation very calmly and decisively, and he was able to control the situation before chaos ensued, which is admirable.
The fans in front of me are no exception.
“…Ahhh, Gawain is so handsome, so handsome, so handsome!”
"Did you see that just now? Gawain looked at me, and made eye contact with me, really!"
"Wow, I need some quiet time, wow..."
"My heart is about to explode. I love Gawain!"
"I want to get married, what should I do?"
"Sure enough, he is the same on and off the court, calm and decisive, so charming!"
After the chaos and turmoil, the adrenaline is still gushing out continuously. Because of being too excited, one cannot feel the impact of danger at all.
twitter.
My heart is beating like a drum.
My blood is boiling.
Excitement and joy, happiness and stimulation all impacted their hearts, and their ears were buzzing, and it couldn't be stopped at all, so much so that they didn't even realize -
I had just avoided a disaster.
One or two of them were just excited, jumping, cheering, and feeling a moment of happiness, a pure, simple, intense joy.
Of course, there were also people who cried with joy and howled loudly.
Amy-Sosa.
She knew she shouldn't cry, but she couldn't control it. Her heart was beating wildly and almost jumped out of her throat. Before she could react, tears had already flowed out of her eyes.
She likes Gawain.
It started with the match last year when Gawain lost to Nadal.
Indeed, she was somewhat special.
Others like a player because of a victory, but she likes a player because of a loss.
She liked Gawain's fighting spirit. Even in desperate situations, he refused to surrender, and kept fighting and struggling until all his blood was burned out.
Against Nadal, perhaps the most mentally strong and resilient warrior on the tour, Gawain fought relentlessly to the very end.
Sousa likes Nadal very much. She watched the match because of Nadal, but she ended up falling in love with Gawain.
Gao Wen has proved with his actions that competitive sports have many moving things besides victory, which are enough to light up the hope of life.
Since then, Sousa has followed Gao Wen all the way. She tries not to miss any of Gao Wen’s games and watches every one of them as much as possible.
In fact, this year, Sosa is only 13 years old, a middle school student. In order to get her parents to allow her to watch Gao Wen's game, she studied harder and more focused, and her grades did not drop but improved, proving once again the power of idols. Then, Sosa accumulated savings for half a year just to be able to see Gao Wen up close in Indian Wells.
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Sosa lives in Mexico, in the northern border town of Mexicali.
There, she couldn't see live tennis, had no chance, and Indian Wells was her only chance.
For this day, she followed her mother all the way north, traveling back and forth for nearly eight hours before finally arriving in Indian Wells.
My only dream is to see Gao Wen up close, give him a hug, and tell him, thank you. Thank you for making me believe in dreams, thank you for being a light in my youth.
Just now.
Sousa finally saw Gawain, so close, yet so far away. She was trapped in a corner by the surging crowd. She tried her best to make a sound but was unable to break through the blockade. Then she watched Gawain gradually go away.
Given their family financial situation, just arriving at Indian Wells costs too much. They really cannot afford to buy tickets, and entering the venue to watch the game is a luxury.
Without a ticket, you can’t enter the “free” practice matches, and the fan zone is your only hope.
Sousa is also unsure whether he can stay in Indian Wells for a few days, and his hopes are becoming increasingly slim.
The impact of such ups and downs was too much for Sousa's young heart to bear, and he just shed tears silently.
Maybe she should be satisfied.
At least, she had seen the real Gawain up close, so she shouldn't ask for more, right? People shouldn't be too greedy, right? Thinking of this, Sosa cried sadly, but she couldn't tell what it felt like.
Laughter and tears, cheers and regrets, intertwined and collided under the golden sunshine, outlining the splendor of the morning in Indian Wells, triggering waves of exclamations: Since when did Gawain have such appeal? Is this really a popularity explosion second only to the Big Four?
Wait, how could they forget—
Indian Wells can be considered half of Gao Wen's home court. After all, his tennis career started at the University of California, Los Angeles.
So, can Gao Wen also enjoy the home treatment when he is here this year?
Just one appearance can create such a stir. It seems that Indian Wells really favors Gawain.
Even as I stepped into the training ground, the cheers and shouts behind me were still surging, but in the end, the crowds had calmed down and it seemed that there was no danger anymore.
Then, Gawain saw Raonic packing his equipment bag at the side of the training ground. He raised his right hand with a smile and walked towards Gawain.
Not only Raonic, but his team members also came forward to greet Gao Wen. Although they had not seen each other for a long time, they had already become very familiar with each other.
One by one, it was like meeting old friends.
No, it's indeed an old friend.
(End of this chapter)