Chapter 1285: Unable to Look Straight
Originally, it was just to change the subject, but Pulan's words were all from the heart, and once he started talking, he could never stop.
After his attention was successfully diverted, the subsequent words flowed out in a stream, and as he spoke, he became excited without realizing it.
"It's really different to watch the game up close. My heart is about to explode. I can't imagine the pressure you're under."
"I was watching the live broadcast in my room, but the match venue was not far away. I could see a corner of the center court from the balcony. Everything was so close that if I was a little quieter, I could clearly hear the sounds coming from the direction of the court."
"Cheering, sighing, screaming, applause."
"Everything was so vivid. Because the live TV signal is often delayed, it was like this every time. I heard the sound outside the window first, but I had no idea what happened. I couldn't help but guess who scored and who lost, and what the specific situation was like. Then I saw the picture on the TV screen."
"It was just that brief moment, and my heart almost froze and numbed. I couldn't bear to watch it."
Lifelike.
Vivid and colorful.
This was indeed a situation that Gao Wen was not familiar with.
So, this was what Plan's experience was like in his hotel room when he was playing; so, what was the viewing angle like in the players' box? Gawain couldn't help but listen with relish and watch Plan intently.
"I was so nervous that I almost fainted even though I wasn't there. I can't imagine the mentality of Pete and Andre. No wonder people always say that being a coach is not easy. They should be a group with a high risk of heart disease."
"I can't imagine you any more."
"You are standing on the court, the sun is so hot, the air is so scorching, and the game is so intense, won't you faint?"
Plan's words were full of the exploration of a curious baby, with a little bit of innocence. It can be seen that she really doesn't know much about competitive sports.
Tennis is a whole new world, and everything needs to start from scratch.
Gao Wen's smile was fully blossoming, and he didn't mind sharing some of his tennis world.
He shook his head. "In fact, we were standing on the court, focusing on the game with all our heart and soul. We were not that nervous. A more accurate way of saying it is that we did not have time to be nervous."
"Of course, we are all human, we get nervous and anxious, but dealing with your own mental balance is part of the game itself."
"When the game is going on, we need to stay focused and clear our minds. If we are occupied by tension, tactical analysis and shot selection and other ideas will not work, and it may even affect the speed of conditioned reflexes, resulting in errors in the timing of hitting the ball, and the game may be a mess."
"In fact, the more tense the moment, the less time we have to be nervous. On the contrary, when we are leading, or when the competition is not intense enough, or when the opponent is injured, the whole rhythm slows down, and it is easy for thoughts to grow in our minds, and it is easy to be nervous."
Plan opened his mouth wide, his face full of astonishment and surprise.
Obviously, this was very different from what she had imagined. The world of competitive sports was indeed full of unknowns and mysteries.
Looking at Plan's stunned look, the two tennis balls on his head were trembling slightly. He was so cute, and even revealed a bit of naivety.
An impulse to play a prank arose spontaneously.
Gawain just wanted to tease Plan, so he put some cream on his index finger and put it on Plan's nose, making him look like a clown.
Plan suddenly came to his senses, his eyes widened, and he was about to fight back, but then he saw Gawain put his index finger into his mouth.
this……
My cheeks were burning hot, almost burning, so I swallowed the rest of the words and pretended nothing had happened.
Gawain could see all of Plan's movements from the corner of his eye, and the smile in his eyes rolled up again, but on the surface, he remained calm, as if he had no idea what the movement just now meant.
"Since the delay in watching live broadcasts on TV ruins the viewing experience, it's better to watch the game in person."
"Believe me, it feels different to watch a match live. The sound of the tennis balls, the temperature of the air, the atmosphere on the scene are all different."
A second ago, Plan noticed the smile in Gawain's eyes and was about to fight back, but she suddenly realized that this guy might be playing a prank again.
The next second, Plan heard what Gawain said and shook his head like a rattle. He no longer cared to complain about Gawain, but expressed his rejection with his whole body movements.
He looked so panic-stricken, afraid that if he was slower to refuse, he might be dragged to the execution ground.
Gao Wen also drew his attention back, very surprised, "What's wrong? Are you worried about being exposed? If you are not prepared, don't go to my player box. It's the same if you buy a ticket to watch the game."
Plan waved his hands repeatedly, and this time he shook his head, the double action confirmed his attitude, "No, it's not that reason, but I can't bear the tension of watching the game live."
What Plan didn't say was that before she met Gao Wen, she really had little interest in competitive sports. She didn't hate it, but she wouldn't actively watch it.
It's not just tennis, it's the same with all kinds of competitive sports. She simply isn't interested in them.
Until Gawain appeared——
A little curiosity, a little exploration, a little expectation, and a little excitement allowed Plan to slowly approach and enter the world of professional tennis.
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"Before, when I was in Paris, I also watched your game on TV. At that time, I was nervous, but it didn't seem that serious."
"This time when I came to Monte Carlo, the sense of reality was so suffocating that the tension rose from the soles of my feet all the way to my head, and my scalp was numb."
With just a few words, one can deeply sense the surge of Plan's emotions, as if he can still feel the tension of his heart beating so wildly that it is on the verge of exploding.
As he spoke, Plan shook his head again and again, using his whole body movements to express his refusal.
It looks like a penguin.
Gawain did not speak either. He just tilted his head and stared at Plan quietly. His burning eyes seemed to be able to see a hole in his face.
Pulan was confused and wiped her cheeks, then realized that she had foolishly not wiped off the cream that Gawain had just put on her nose.
"ah!"
Plan exclaimed, pulled out a tissue, quickly wiped the cream clean, pouted, and looked at Gawain depressedly to express his protest.
Gawain still said nothing, but just laughed happily.
Plan glared at Gawain, "Why, anything else?"
Gao Wen shook his head, "No, I just think you are very beautiful."
Plan: ...
Gao Wen nodded seriously, his face full of sincerity, "I'm serious, you are very beautiful."
A smile crept up the corners of Plan's mouth. Although she was a little shy, joy and happiness overflowed from her chest, which could not be described in words.
"Is it just because I'm pretty? I thought you liked me because of my personality charm." Plan complained hypocritically.
This time, Gawain didn't joke anymore, but nodded again, "Because she's beautiful, and because of her charm, I like everything about her."
(End of this chapter)