Chapter 1333 French Open Debut
"Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome Francis Tiafoe with applause."
The host's voice came from the Suzanne Lenglen stadium, and it was time to go on stage.
Tiafoe clenched her fists and made an expression like a frightened heroine in a horror movie, with her eyes bulging out in an exaggerated way, almost making Gawain spit out his food. Then she contentedly picked up her equipment bag, took a step, and officially appeared on stage, with her light footsteps taking two "moonwalks" -
Is this a Michael-Jackson imitation?
Ha! Gawain couldn't help laughing out loud.
Roland Garros was only the second official ATP-level tournament in Tiafoe's career, but he had to face the world's No. 2 player right from the start. His draw luck was really bad, and he also had to step onto a large stadium like the Suzanne Lenglen, for which he had absolutely no experience.
This is a new challenge in every aspect.
However, there is no detectable stage fright on Tiafoe's part. Some players are truly born for big occasions.
As a result, Gao Wen's mood also became more cheerful.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let us give a round of applause to Gao...Wen..."
The host drew out the last syllable for a long time, and one could clearly feel the air getting hotter and hotter, and the rustling sounds gradually became more agitated, and finally evolved into cheers and applause that filled the entire venue, showing Gawain with practical actions that the French Open had truly begun: this was a courtesy, a welcome, and at the same time, an expectation.
The world No. 2, the second seed of this year's French Open men's singles, the most watched supernova in the past year, and a major variable in this year's French Open draw, Gao Wen, finally appeared! The audience had indeed waited for a long time, and then the cheers turned into enthusiasm. Compared with Tiafoe's appearance, it burst out with more powerful energy, burning ten times and a hundred times, and in the gorgeous golden sunlight, a rolling heat wave was emitted. Suzanne Lenglen ushered in the first climax of this year's French Open.
Here we go! Roland Garros! Gawain stepped onto the court, feeling the sandy texture of the clay with his feet, then jumped up lightly, imitating the agile steps of a boxer entering the ring, putting his hands beside his cheeks in a defensive posture, jumping lightly, stepping on agile steps, and cutting into the court smoothly.
Wow! The audience was completely surprised to see this scene. One by one, they exclaimed in amazement, and smiles rose lightly at the corners of their mouths.
Obviously, Gawain had a sudden idea, mainly because of Tiafoe.
The brief encounter before the start of the match helped me relax my nervous mood and I was able to enjoy the atmosphere of the Suzanne Lenglen Stadium.
The Parisian audience at the scene went crazy. They simply loved this scene.
The Parisian audience, known as the most difficult to please and the most difficult to serve in the world, was keen on the competition as well as entertainment, and gave Gawain enthusiastic applause: a light, natural and harmless self-entertainment, with self-deprecating and teasing humor, mixed with French arrogance and American grassroots.
No one can refuse.
Some people whistled, some cheered, and the bustling sounds gathered together.
Roar, roar, roar! Roar, roar, roar! Then, Tiafoe, who had arrived earlier, saw this scene, put down his equipment bag, and also took a boxing stance. He jumped lightly on the spot, fighting back and forth with Gawain, and occasionally threw a straight punch and an uppercut, showing that he was fully prepared.
Ha! The whole audience laughed.
The Suzanne Lenglen Stadium erupted with incredible levity and joy, with whistles and applause mixed with the booing, completely igniting the atmosphere.
The audience had a positive feeling:
Today's game should be very interesting.
At this moment, the people coming and going at the entrance of the stadium could feel the heat wave. One by one, they stopped and looked over in astonishment:
What happened? There were so many questions, but no answers. Who could have imagined that the most entertaining and enjoyable match on the first day of the French Open this year would be between Gawain and Tiafoe? It was an unexpected surprise.
Although the competition has not started yet, Gao Wen, who stepped onto the Roland Garros stage for the first time, seems to have already caused a wave of enthusiasm on social networks.
"Gawain, this is an interesting guy."
"This is the first time I know Gawain is so humorous."
"Haha, this is a very funny debut. Tennis hasn't felt this kind of humor in a long, long time."
"It seems that Gao Wen and today's opponent are friends. The two of them really have a tacit understanding."
"Come on, Gao Wen! I've decided to be your fan!"
On social networks, young people are rushing to express their opinions, and the continuous traffic on the screen is creating a new wave of craze.
Pulan watched the live broadcast on the computer screen, his heart beating wildly.
A little bit of nervousness, a little bit of anticipation, a little bit of excitement.
After a while, he picked up the phone and swiped it twice, but couldn't help looking at the screen. However, the random thoughts in his mind couldn't stop, so he looked down at the phone again.
For a moment, he convinced himself that Gawain was the more favored party, but then he changed his mind and began to worry that Gawain might not be able to adapt to his debut on this field.
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For a moment I hoped that Gawain could sweep and win quickly, but when I calmed down I thought that Gawain needed to adapt to the venue and the competition, and perhaps he needed to withstand some tests and win before he could be ready for the subsequent competitions.
Anticipation and worry, tension and excitement, all kinds of emotions are intertwined together.
She wondered if Gao Wen would be able to win easily if she didn't watch the live broadcast.
However, she also wanted to watch the game. Regardless of winning or losing, she wanted to witness Gawain's struggle and stand by his side at all times.
The conflicted and torn mood is particularly tormenting.
At this moment, scrolling through the screen of his mobile phone, he saw posts cheering for Gao Wen, and various languages came into view, not just French. This made Plan's mood calm down a little, and he found some backbone, and he seemed to feel the strength from these fans.
Then, “Ha, it’s on the trending list…”
Plan unexpectedly discovered that the hashtag "#加油高文" was actually on the social network trend list, which also meant that at this moment she was not alone, and there were thousands of fans like her who were paying attention to this game and cheering for Gao Wen together.
She is not alone.
This feeling calmed her uneasy mood. Now she finally understood why fans like to gather in bars to watch games together. Even if it is not a bar, it is also good to gather in groups of three or four with friends to watch the game. It is always better than watching it alone.
Maybe, next time, she should find a group of friends to watch a game together, like, Gao Wen's second round match? Whew.
It would be good if Gao Wen could win today and advance to the second round and have a smooth start at Roland Garros.
Plan let out a long breath, picked up the water cup, and drank it in big gulps. Then he straightened his back and looked up at the computer screen.
She's ready! (End of chapter)