Chapter 1911 Strong Backing
"Ah!"
“Ahhhh!”
Hearing the thunderous cheers along the way, Qiao Wangsheng subconsciously took two steps back, but it was obvious that Gu Xiao didn't care at all and rushed towards him directly.
Then they bumped into the surrounding fans, but no one minded. One by one, they couldn't contain their excitement and joined the carnival.
"Final! Final! Final!"
Shouted in unison.
In the end, Qiao Wangsheng couldn't control his excitement. He jumped up and down with everyone else and cheered loudly with them in ecstasy.
Qiao Wangsheng had to admit that he had never expected this—
When making plans to watch the US Open in the first half of the year, Qiao Wangsheng had been looking forward to being able to witness Gao Wen's title defense in person, but expectations are one thing and reality is another. The fact that no player has been able to defend the title in New York for nine years is like a lingering curse.
At that time, Gawain had not suffered any injuries, and the twists and turns of the clay and grass seasons had not yet occurred, but the strength of the giants and the rise of the Challenger Alliance were building a new landscape for men's tennis. Confidence was confidence, but they still had to remain rational and avoid putting pressure on Gawain.
So, Qiao Wangsheng bought tickets for the first and second rounds.
He was looking forward to being able to watch Gao Wen's game in person, and as for the future, he would take it one step at a time.
However! But!
Surprisingly!
Unexpectedly, Gao Wen once again brought a surprise. After a bumpy road, he successfully made it to the semi-finals, and things turned out completely differently.
Qiao Wangsheng bought the ticket for the finals as soon as possible.
At that time, people were still watching, discussing, and hesitating, speculating on who among the top four players would be able to enter the final. "Djokovic VS Federer" was undoubtedly the favorite, so there were a lot of refunded and scattered tickets on the Internet, and non-Djokovic and Federer fans were transferring them.
Qiao Wangsheng immediately decided to buy one.
Looking back now, it was definitely the wisest decision.
Now that you have come to New York and Flushing, you cannot save money sometimes. After all, there may only be one such opportunity a year.
Yesterday afternoon, the women's singles final was staged. Pennetta defeated Vinci 2:0 and won the Grand Slam title for the first time in her career. She also announced her retirement at the end of the season during her acceptance speech after the game, thus putting a perfect end to her professional tennis career.
However……
For the fans, this final was really disappointing. Not only did it lack star power, but the game content was also not good to watch, and it was completely inferior to the previous rounds.
It is also because of this that after the women's singles final, the price of tickets for the men's singles final continued to rise. Fans' expectations for Djokovic and Gawain have reached a new height, so that the black market price of tickets for the final has soared, doubling exponentially.
pity.
Despite this, there is no demand for it.
At this moment, the audience holding tickets have made up their minds. They are either die-hard fans or they are not short of money. Compared with the price difference of a ticket, going to Arthur Ashe Stadium to witness the Battle of Huashan on the top of the Forbidden City is obviously more attractive. No one should miss this pinnacle event.
Early in the morning on Sunday, Arthur Ashe Stadium was already buzzing with activity.
At noon, the women's doubles final was the first to take place.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the men's singles final was the highlight, bringing the last Grand Slam of the year to a close.
In other words, although there is still more than half a day before the men's singles final, the fans can't wait to gather and start the party early.
The so-called feast actually started after the women's singles final ended yesterday afternoon, and the entire Flushing entered the party time for the men's singles final.
"finals!"
"finals!"
——"Novak is the champion!"
Amidst the cheers, a voice suddenly interrupted from the side.
Gu Xiao, Qiao Wangsheng and the others stopped and looked over, then they saw a group of sturdy men waving their jerseys and T-shirts. Their upper bodies were painted with oil paint, some with the Serbian flag painted on them, and some with letters written on them.
If you look at it individually, it doesn't make sense, but when put together it should be "Djokovic".
They all made faces, gestured, opened their bloody mouths, and roared with their fangs bared.
Is this a provocation? It was still early in the game, but the fans were already eager to start the competition.
However.
Gu Xiao seemed to have been prepared for this. He raised his hands, made an applause gesture, and nodded slightly, "Novak is the champion."
Applause. Smile.
The Serbian fans obviously did not expect such a reaction: something seemed to be wrong.
Well.
Then you can see surprise and panic on their faces. They don’t know how to respond for a moment, and end up leaving in a hurry.
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A fan conflict was extinguished before it could even ignite.
Gu Xiao retracted his gaze, and then saw the astonishment of other fans. He blinked and explained, "This is how Gao Wen responded in Melbourne."
One second. Two seconds.
Qiao Wangsheng and the others all burst into laughter. They did not feel depressed or disappointed at all. Instead, they became even happier.
Qiao Wangsheng looked at Gu Xiao and nodded repeatedly.
"Save your energy and wait for the game to start, then we will go all out."
"There are still a lot of fans in China who are unable to come to the scene in person. We should bring their thoughts along with us."
Meanwhile, across the Pacific Ocean——
There is a full twelve hours time difference between China and New York, and the day and night are reversed. Now is night in mainland China, and the bustling nightlife has just begun.
Jiang Yanqing held up his beer glass high, stepped on the sofa and the table, stood high up, and shouted loudly.
"finals!"
The bustling bar was packed to the brim, with not even an ant having room to stand, and everyone’s shouts merged into one another.
"finals!"
Jiang Yanqing tilted her head back and drank the beer in one gulp, then turned the glass upside down, winning applause from the audience and her smile blossomed.
"Although we have no way to go to Arthur Ashe Stadium, we are fighting together, struggling together, and burning together. May Darth Gawain be with you."
boom--
Everyone shouted in unison, "May Darth-Gawain be with you!"
The bar in front of me was dark.
Everyone was dressed in black. Most of the fans wore the night stadium jerseys designed by Nike for Govan this year, blending quietly into the night. A small number of fans who did not buy jerseys or whose jerseys were still being airlifted also wore black T-shirts and black shorts, all in uniform.
That vast and majestic black ocean stretched out all the way. It was not just a bar, the streets were also pitch black.
One city, two cities... ten, twenty cities, just like the World Cup, tennis also enjoyed the rare treatment of football and basketball, and the enthusiasm of the US Open finals spread throughout the entire Chinese continent.
This is destined to be a sleepless night.
(End of this chapter)