Front, back, left, right, and in all directions, huge waves were crashing in one after another. Gu Xiao felt like he was walking on a tightrope, shaky and in danger. Even with all his strength to control himself, he still couldn't help swaying from side to side, and could be swallowed up by the waves at any time.

But he still didn't give up and continued to persevere.

When they witnessed Gao Wen's injury and watched that heart-wrenching and torturous third set, Chinese fans had already started discussing it.

They all knew that another difficult challenge had arisen in Gao Wen’s career, and this time it was injury, a necessary step for every professional player.

The group was bustling with discussions, hoping to convey their support to Gawain and let him know that they were always by his side.

They are not "victory fans" who like Gao Wen just because he can win games and championships; they are not "traffic fans" who just take advantage of the popularity.

What they like is Gao Wen as a player, because of his hard work, his will, his playing temperament, his struggle and persistence in redefining dreams, and his fighting spirit and tenacity in bringing hope to their lives. Gao Wen has long become a part of their lives.

They will not leave and do not plan to leave. This journey full of thorns and bumps has just begun to become exciting.

They need to convey this thought to Gawain.

Different ideas, suggestions, and creativity were thrown out one after another, but before we had time to organize our thoughts, negative comments on social networks broke out, presenting an unstoppable momentum.

Jiang Yanqing tried her best, she really tried her best.

However, social networks are still in a state of chaos, and the negative emotions that haters have suppressed again and again seem to be out of control and off track.

Qiao Wangsheng was also worried. He had originally thought that they would need to organize an event when Gao Wen returned to China to participate in the competition in September, but distant water cannot put out a nearby fire.

So, Gu Xiao stood up.

He still lives in North America, has graduated successfully, found a job in Los Angeles, and started his life as a corporate slave.

Originally, Gu Xiao had made plans six months in advance to go to New York to watch Gao Wen's title defense. No matter how the journey ended, he hoped to go to Flushing to watch the game live at Arthur Ashe, the place where his dream began. Everything from vacation to expenses had been prepared.

Now, the plan has gone a little awry.

Gu Xiao made the decision on the spot and flew to Toronto overnight just to convey the fans' feelings to Gao Wen in person.

Gawain has always brought them hope, like the North Star, guiding them out of the darkness, embracing the sunshine, and finding the courage to live; now it is their turn to give back to Gawain, they need to let Gawain know that he will never walk alone in the long night.

Gu Xiao was a little excited.

The last time he took a spontaneous trip was the crazy May last year. At that time, Gu Xiao was bold and experienced the most wonderful trip of his life. However, after entering the workplace, such opportunities have become fewer and fewer, and there are more and more constraints and greater pressure, which makes him more and more restricted.

Unexpectedly, this happened.

It took less than two hours from the time he decided to go to Toronto to the time he actually set off. Before he could react, he had already arrived at the airport.

My biggest blessing is that yesterday was Friday and today is Saturday, so I don’t need to take a day off.

Gu Xiao couldn't suppress his excitement and joy——

Such a weekend trip is really rare. If it weren't for Gawain, he would never have been so impulsive.

So, he broadcast the game live to the fans in the group and ran all the way with excitement. The red-eye flight had no effect on him at all. It seemed that endless energy was gushing out from the depths of his soul. He even discussed with Qiao Wangsheng, Jiang Yanqing and others how to convey his feelings.

Not only Gu Xiao, but also the loyal fans in mainland China stayed up all night. Due to the time difference, they had no way to rest throughout the whole night and day. They were waiting for Gu Xiao to arrive at the scene, hoping that Gu Xiao could meet Gao Wen smoothly.

result--

“Ahhhh!”

“Ahhhh!”

The scene was in madness.

On the one hand, Gu Xiao was pleased that Gao Wen's fans were all over the world and he had no shortage of supporters, which made him feel a little relieved.

But on the other hand, Gu Xiao was worried that their feelings might not be conveyed to Gao Wen, and it might be difficult to be seen in such a scene.

Qiao Wangsheng is still the most rational and mature.

"It doesn't matter if you are not seen. If you are there, we will be with you and convey your thoughts through sound."

"We are the same as other fans. We all hope to fight with Gawain. We can become part of the millions of voices of support and try to make our voices heard and felt by Gawain. This is enough."

"Whether these voices come from us or other fans is not that important."

"Gu Xiao, we are cheering and shouting with you."

Separated by the Pacific Ocean and a mobile phone screen, the hearts of Chinese fans weighed heavily on Gu Xiao's shoulders and they shouted together.

"ah……"

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The cheers seemed to change in tone, rising an octave and then starting to distort. The incredible sound waves were beyond the tolerance of the eardrums.

But Gu Xiao had no time to cover his ears. He held the sign high with both hands, stood on tiptoe, stretched his arms, and stretched his body to the extreme. He just hoped that Gao Wen could see the full range of cheering signs in his sight. This was enough.

Surging. Crowded.

I was almost unable to breathe, and my toes were swaying gently with the waves.

The next second, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Gu Xiao: What happened?

His heels touched the ground again, and before he could react to the loosening of the space around him, Gu Xiao noticed a figure in front of him.

When he looked up, Gu Xiao was stunned.

It was a smiling face with a slight curve at the corners of the mouth. Although it was not bright, one could still feel the warmth and energy behind the smile.

"Thank you," he said.

Gu Xiao was completely stunned. He froze. He couldn't believe his eyes and didn't know how to respond. His mind went blank.

Gu Xiao had no idea at all. He nodded in confusion and looked at Gao Wen in front of him, unable to make a sound.

When they saw the interactions between fans and Gao Wen on the Internet in the past, they always felt that it was unreal, too exaggerated and dramatic, as if it was made up; but now that they have actually experienced it themselves, they know that it turns out that the brain can really go blank, and it turns out that they can really do stupid things.

"Thank you." Gao Wen spoke again, pointing at the sign in Gu Xiao's hand, "Can I take a photo with you?"

Gu Xiao: He is just a ruthless nodding machine.

Even after Gao Wen took a photo with him and the cheering board, Gu Xiao still had no reaction. There was something wrong with his brain.

Plop. Plop. Plop.

Gu Xiao had only one thought in his mind, the only thought: their support was passed to Gao Wen. That was great.