Chapter 1771 A Belief

"I thought you were going to keep trying." Pelt did not hide his surprise.

Once someone speaks, the balance of silence will be broken, and it can be seen at this time that Pelt is inclined to let Gao Wen continue to play in the semi-finals.

The corners of Gawain's mouth slightly raised, and he nodded in affirmation.

As expected, my team still knows me very well. This is a good thing.

"Yes, I'm not going to give up."

Gao Wen gave an affirmative answer.

So, what about that sentence just now?

"You know me. Giving up without trying, working hard, or doing my best is not my style. Should I call this stubbornness or stupidity?"

Just like today's game.

In fact, from the analysis of pros and cons, withdrawal is the wise choice. It is not worth taking risks for the quarterfinals of a Masters tournament. After all, there is the more important US Open to come.

But in Gao Wen's opinion, competitive sports cannot be simply measured by numbers, and the so-called pros and cons are not just about the weight of the event and the points.

If you choose to give up every time you encounter difficulties or injuries, then the player who gives up his rationality and fights hard on the field will slowly disappear.

"I think the reason why I am where I am now is because of this...stubbornness, whether it is stupid or not, it is my belief and my pillar."

"When I'm on the court, this is my style. In addition to calculations and layouts, games and confrontations, faith and will are the core. Even after leaving the court, this is still my lifestyle and principle. I don't think competitive sports should be calculated clearly in a mathematical way."

“So, I’ll give it a try.”

Simple, plain, sincere, yet full of weight and heavy.

"Doctor Harris just said that we need to observe tonight and then wait until tomorrow morning to see the situation. Then we will go to the training ground to try some batting practice and observe the body's reaction."

"If possible, I still hope to continue to play and complete the semi-finals."

"I was serious about what I said at the press conference. It was not just lip service."

Gao Wen did not raise his voice nor get emotional. He smiled throughout and stated his ideas in a straightforward manner. However, one could feel that his words were well thought out and came from the heart.

Although the atmosphere was still solemn, Tobias inexplicably wanted to make a joke, "Are you sure? Those reporters were fooled by you."

Gao Wen spread his hands and said, "That means they don't have good business skills and just believe what I say."

puff.

Sampras couldn't help laughing out loud as he looked at Gawain who was acting righteously, and the atmosphere finally became relaxed.

Sampras was a little embarrassed and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "So what did you just say?"

Gao Wen did not keep anyone in suspense.

"I knew the right thing to do was to withdraw from the Rogers Cup and prepare for the US Open."

"But, Pete and Andre, you all know that injuries don't just happen once and for all. In the future, we will encounter countless similar situations, or even worse ones. We need to slowly begin to face their existence and learn how to live with them."

“Will withdrawing from the Rogers Cup guarantee smooth sailing in Flushing?”

Gawain's question made Sampras roll his eyes again, "Kid, why are you talking nonsense? Cancel what you just said."

The corners of Gao Wen's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were filled with smiles.

"I mean, even if I get hurt, I'm not going to give up the fight. I'm not going to run away."

"So, I'm going to give it a try and give myself a chance."

"but."

"I'm not stupid—at least I hope I'm not stupid..."

That self-mockery made Tobias and Sampras unable to hold back and chuckle helplessly.

Sampras also complained, "You're probably the smartest person in the room."

Gawain's words were not interrupted and he continued to speak.

“…If batting practice doesn’t go well tomorrow, then I’m not going to go out on a limb and hit my head against the wall.”

"And, Pete, thank you, but there's no need to underestimate yourself. You're actually quite smart."

Ha! Agassi didn't give Sampras any face and laughed out loud. Even Pelt's eyes were full of smiles.

Gao Wen's attitude is simple yet not simple——

I didn't think about the US Open, the battle for world number one, or the pressure from sponsors. I just focused on myself and the present.

Just like they did not anticipate today's injuries, they were also unable to predict how things would turn out subsequently. So, since the whole matter was so complicated, it would be better to simply put aside the pros and cons, start from the present, and move forward step by step, keeping their focus on themselves.

How is Gawain's body reacting now, at this moment, and will he be ready for tomorrow's game?

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They take it step by step.

It's all about tennis and only about tennis.

In the VIP lounge, laughter was still surging in the air, but it was slowly settling down.

Gawain is still the same Gawain, calm, steady, and wise, showing a maturity that does not match his age. In fact, he is truly smart. He does not look back, does not hesitate, and does not waver. He always maintains a belief, is steadfast, and keeps moving forward.

This belief has guided Gawain step by step to his current position, and will also guide Gawain to continue facing the coming storm.

Are those pros and cons important? Yes, they are still important, but Tobias, Sampras and Agassi are not ready to talk about it.

Let them worry about all these troubles, and Gao Wen will continue to concentrate on training and competition, which is enough.

When Gawain throws himself into the game without reservation, that is his moment of brilliance.

Chaotic thoughts were still surging in the air, but silently, they all found a direction and united together again.

"How do you feel now?"

"How about it? Are you mentally prepared to face the reporters later?"

"Gao Wen, do you need to call your parents?"

The chattering voices rang out again, but this time, without any coincidence, there was no worry, no irritation, and no pros and cons analysis. It seemed that they had all reached a consensus, and the differences had disappeared before they could even be raised. A crisis was nipped in the bud.

Buzz. Buzz.

The phone in Gao Wen's pocket vibrated. He took it out and glanced at it. It was a text message.

Plan: You should know that although you are standing alone on the court, you are not actually alone, right? Gao Wen: In this case, will the court be a little crowded? There may not be enough space for the doubles line.

Plan: Ha. Ha. Bad jokes have gone backwards.

Pran: So, is the situation serious? Gao Wen: It is more serious than I thought, but not that serious.

Plan: ??? Thanks for your reply. I’m a reporter from AFP.

Gao Wen: Hahaha, I'm just telling the truth, there's no need to worry.

Plan: No matter what the specific situation is, I can't help but worry; but no matter what the specific situation is, I will be by your side and face it together with you.

Gao Wen: Okay.

(End of this chapter)