Chapter 1254 Youth is Invincible

Among this group of young people, perhaps only Gao Wen is special.

He is wise, calm and experienced, with a maturity that does not match his age. He is like a weathered veteran who can see through the essence of things at a glance and dispel the fog with ease. No matter how difficult or troublesome the situation is, he can always find the key and take a step forward again.

In fact, Gawain didn't seem to do anything special, but the comfort conveyed by his words and expression ignited a glimmer of faith deep in his heart.

Whether it’s injuries or the field... they are still young and have a long and magnificent career waiting for them. What is there to be afraid of?

Unconsciously, Raonic relaxed.

He looked at Dimitrov, expressing strong protest with his eyes. If it weren't for Dimitrov, how could things have developed to this point? Dimitrov waved his hands repeatedly, his expression was like snow in June, his eyes were full of innocence, and he waved his hands repeatedly, trying to prove his innocence.

But the key point is that Dimitrov himself couldn't help it. The corners of his mouth rose slightly uncontrollably, and his smile was almost on the verge of bursting.

Raonic tried to express his anger with a straight face, but he couldn't help smiling, and before Dimitrov could explode, he had already lost control, with the corners of his mouth rising wildly.

Laughter opened the box.

The more I thought about it, the more ridiculous it became, and the funnier it became. Then, I couldn't control myself anymore.

Ha ha.

Raonic looked at Gawain and laughed heartily.

Hahaha.

Dimitrov looked at Raonic and couldn't help laughing, clapping his hands.

The laughter surged in the hotel room, even penetrating the door and faintly reaching the corridor, vibrating slightly.

Ljubicic's movements couldn't help but come to a halt.

Standing at the door of the room, Raonic's coach Ljubicic was about to knock on the door, thinking in his mind how to comfort and enlighten his disciple.

As a former professional player and one of the top ten players in the world, Ljubicic obviously has his own feelings about career injuries; but when switching from a player to a coach, how to guide the players out of the shadow of injuries is another subject.

Ljubicic is an honest man. When he was still playing in professional games, his playing style was like this. He was even called "Mr. Nice Guy" by countless fellow players and reporters. He had almost no temper on and off the court. Later, he changed his job to become a coach and continued his usual style.

On the technical and training levels, he is diligent and meticulous; however, when it comes to psychological counseling and adjusting his mindset, this taciturn and honest man has no idea at all. He often gets anxious by himself, with many changes in his mind but he can't say a word.

Raonic's predicament is a difficult problem. Since the beginning of this year, their entire team has been helping to find a solution; and the injury is making the situation worse. It is like a roadblock, standing between Ljubicic and Raonic, and becoming a communication barrier in their daily work.

Now, it's even worse:

Injury, that bomb finally exploded.

This has also become Ljubicic's biggest worry.

Before coming to the hotel room, Ljubicic communicated with doctors, physiotherapists, fitness trainers, etc., trying to analyze the entire situation clearly and be mentally prepared for all difficulties, and then started a dialogue with Raonic, hoping to provide help in a professional manner.

However, deep down, Ljubicic still lacks confidence. After all, dialogue is not his strong point.

However--

Ha ha.

Ha ha ha ha!

Ljubicic could clearly feel the joy in the room through the door of the hotel room. He couldn't believe his ears and his face was full of shock.

Just a few minutes ago, Raonic was depressed and full of resentment but had to try his best to suppress a smile, but in the blink of an eye, he was in a different world.

Standing in the corridor, the noise and lightness of laughter overflowed, and when I closed my eyes, I could almost feel the sunshine filling the entire space.

Ljubicic was stunned.

He knew that Gawain and Dimitrov came to visit him, and the comfort of his friends could indeed resonate with Raonic and help him relieve his inner distress.

But to this extent? In the final analysis, it is still a matter of personality. Ljubicic himself is not that kind of person, and his friends rarely play around like that. It is really hard for him to imagine that he is in the trough of injury and still playing around with his friends. What kind of experience is that? In Ljubicic's eyes, Gawain and Dimitrov are both children, whether in the tour or in daily life. Their life experience is the same as Raonic, or even younger, so when faced with injuries, they should also be in a mess.

result?

What's going on?

Ljubicic's plan was disrupted, and he froze in place as he was about to enter the room, caught in a dilemma.

Eeyore.

The door of the room opened, and laughter mixed with the hot air blew in.

Subconsciously, Ljubicic turned around and walked away quickly——

To be honest, he didn't know why he turned around. He wasn't here to catch someone having an affair, so why should he hide? Then, Gawain's slightly surprised voice came from behind him.

"Ivan?"

Ljubicic closed his eyes in annoyance, feeling the urge to dig a hole and disappear.

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But what else can he do at this time? Ljubicic turned around and saw Gao Wen's smiling face, his eyes wandering.

"……mosquito……"

Ljubicic didn't know what he was talking about. He looked at the mosquito that didn't exist at all and rolled his eyes.

Gawain seemed to notice Ljubicic's embarrassment, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"We are all praying for Milos and hope he can recover soon. I think Milos has the same thought."

After a pause, Gawain added in a low voice.

"Indeed, mosquitoes are very annoying."

Ljubicic: ...

Gawain did not give Ljubicic time to respond, and walked away chatting and laughing with Dimitrov.

Ljubicic noticed that Dimitrov's brows were also filled with a smile -

It should be Gawain! He actually led Dimitrov and Raonic, two good kids, astray.

As expected, those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black!

But...should Gao Wen be considered "Zhu" or "Mo"?

Ljubicic stood there, watching the two people leaving, with a lot of question marks in his mind.

"Ivan?"

Raonic's call came from the direction of the door, and Ljubicic suddenly reacted. He was interrupted and almost forgot his mission.

Quickly gathering his scattered thoughts, Ljubicic quickly entered the hotel room, calmed himself down a little, and got down to business. They still had problems to face.

"Milos..."

That night, Raonic left Monte Carlo and returned to Toronto for further examination after transferring in Paris.

(End of this chapter)