Chapter 1063: The Crutches Selling Master

"Grigor..."

The sound of the wind brought Gawain's call. Even from a distance, I could feel the bright sunshine jumping between the words, and my mood also soared.

Dimitrov paused, waved at Gawain, smiled in response, but did not move forward.

Seeing this, Tobias immediately understood, walked straight forward, and said something as he passed by Dimitrov.

"You should trust Gawain's judgment."

Then, without stopping or waiting for a response, Tobias walked straight towards Gawain, and it was clear from his back that the long-awaited reunion was a joy.

Dimitrov was still a little hesitant, and then Roger-Rasheed also came up and said, "I think you should trust your own judgment."

Rashid, Dimitrov's current coach.

The Australian had a lackluster career as a professional tennis player, lacking talent and spending most of his time stuck in challenge tournaments.

However, as a professional coach, he has a unique vision and is good at training young players to thrive and guiding them to complete their transformation.

After the millennium, Rashid has trained three players: Hewitt, Monfils and Tsonga.

Among them, Monfils and Tsonga are very typical. Both players were young players who had just entered the top 100 in the world rankings before Rasled was hired. Then they completed a complete transformation under Rasled, reached the peak of their careers, and became top ten players in the world.

In 2013, the fledgling Dimitrov hired Rashad as his coach and followed the same development trajectory, ushering in a qualitative change.

Of course, no one is perfect, and everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Rashid's advantage is that he can tap the potential of young players, but he is not good at facing difficulties and breaking through bottlenecks to reach a higher level.

Perhaps, part of the reason is Rashid's own bottleneck. He has not been able to reach the top of the pyramid in his career, so he has no way of glimpsing the mysteries of another realm.

This was true from Monfils to Tsonga. After they entered the top ten in the world and faced bottlenecks in further breakthroughs, Rashid was unable to give them better advice, and they eventually parted ways.

Now Dimitrov and Rashid are facing the same situation again, and everything seems familiar.

Dimitrov turned to look at Rashid, "I don't think I should be a burden to Gawain."

Rashid shrugged. "Then you shouldn't have agreed to the doubles. John is your agent, but he's not just your agent."

Obviously, such a simple sentence is very meaningful.

It seems that there must be some differences of opinion between Tobias and Rashid.

Dimitrov was silent and did not respond. For a moment, it was unclear what he was thinking.

As he was speaking, Gao Wen came over, raised his right hand with a smile and high-fived.

"Hey, Gregor, why didn't you tell me the wind was so unpredictable here? It's like playing on Saturn. Is it the same in Miami?"

"...No, it's not like that in Miami." Dimitrov's response was a little slow, and he was a little distracted, but he quickly recovered. "Miami is also windy, but it comes in gusts. As long as you wait patiently for the wind to pass, everything will return to normal. It's completely different from here."

"Wait, I thought you lived in Los Angeles and should be more adapted to it?" Dimitrov was a little slow and remembered this.

Gawain immediately nervously made a motion of sewing up his mouth with a zipper, looked around, made a furtive expression, and lowered his voice.

"Shh, this is a secret, don't tell anyone, or if I perform badly here, I will have to wear a mask next time I go back to school for practice."

His face is full of mystery, but his mouth is full of nonsense.

Dimitrov was immediately amused.

Gao Wen's brows also relaxed.

"You have been training here for a few days. How are you adapting? I heard that compared to last year, the speed of the ball seems to be a little slower?"

"I've heard that, but I think it's more of a psychological hint. Personally, I think the ball speed is about the same, with no noticeable change."

"I had heard that Indian Wells was different, and I thought I was mentally prepared, but now it seems that I was still too young."

"Haha, you are indeed young. In the tour, among the top 100 in the world, you are the youngest one, right?"

"Are you jealous? If you are, you lose. There is nothing you can do except reincarnate again."

"Haha. Hahaha!"

"Brother, to be honest, I really need some time in doubles to get my feel for the game. How about that? What do you think?"

We chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere became relaxed as soon as we met.

Unconsciously, Dimitrov's tense shoulders seemed to relax a little, and then Gawain brought up the topic very naturally and easily.

"OK."

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Before he realized it, Dimitrov had already blurted out the agreement.

Rashid, who was standing at the back, had a slightly stunned expression on his face. It was so unexpected that he could hardly conceal it for a moment and he almost spoke out to stop it.

Tobias noticed Rashid's expression from the corner of his eye and interjected at the perfect time, "It looks like the female fans in California are in for a treat."

Gawain turned to look at Tobias. "So, this is what it feels like to be David Beckham?"

Although he has the ability on the court, people always notice his appearance first, so much so that he has been trying to prove himself on the court throughout his career.

In fact, the same goes for Dimitrov. It doesn’t feel good to be treated as a “vase”.

So, what about Gawain?

"Hmm..." Gawain gently raised his chin and savored it carefully. "It feels pretty good. From today on, I am Little David Beckham."

One second, two seconds——

The whole room burst into laughter.

Everyone clapped and laughed, with Rashid being the only exception. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he forced out a smile.

Dimitrov also noticed Rashid's expression and gave him an apologetic look. He didn't know why he agreed.

Amidst the laughter, Gawain looked at Dimitrov again, "Grigor, you don't think that I asked you to play doubles with me just to take care of you, right?"

Dimitrov was embarrassed when his inner thoughts were discovered, and he muttered to himself, not knowing how to respond.

Gawain smiled again. "I need to get used to the venue. I really want to. If you refuse, Milos asked me about it just now. I will probably find another partner right away."

"Besides, Gregor, friends are meant to be used when needed. Otherwise, it would be a waste of time and energy to maintain friendships, but not be able to find supporters at the critical moment."

It was a twisted theory, but when Gawain said it, it seemed very convincing.

Dimitrov was dumbfounded, but in the end he couldn't help but nodded slightly, vaguely expressing his agreement, but why did he feel like he was being led astray? (End of this chapter)