Wheezing, wheezing, wheezing—

asthma.

In one word, it's "panting".

He was breathing heavily, his lungs were burning, his knees were shaking, his muscles were twitching, and the veins on his temples were throbbing wildly, as if they could explode at any time.

The forehand shot just now went into the net because my knees were not bent down completely, so the ball was not lifted up enough, which caused it to go into the net.

After he finished hitting the ball, his knees went weak and he almost sat down, but Gao Wen took a deep breath and managed to control himself.

He used the racket as a crutch to support his body, bent his back, and big drops of sweat dripped like a waterfall. Sparks bloomed on the ground, but before they could bloom, they slowly disappeared on the scorching ground. Waves of heat came towards him one after another.

There was a roar in my mind, and the world was spinning.

Ultimately, it’s the lack of competition.

Since Wimbledon, Gao Wen has played too few matches, and even fewer against the world's top ten and giants.

Naturally, in a high-intensity, high-level peak showdown, the ability to fight from nerves to body will inevitably deteriorate, and the speed and capacity of consumption will increase exponentially. This is a test that all players must face, including the Big Four, and it is no exception. It is a natural phenomenon.

What's more, Gao Wen lacks experience.

If they were top players like the Big Four, they could often make up for it, adjust and adapt through experience; but obviously, Gao Wen lacked experience.

The semi-final match against Federer was already an intense one, and now he has to face another giant with a completely different playing style.

Difficult. Harder than ascending to heaven.

Now, the consumption was so intense that Gao Wen felt that every inch of muscle, skin and nerve in his body was burning, and his legs were almost unable to stand.

so what?

Grit your teeth and keep fighting——

This is the only answer.

At the Melbourne Park at the beginning of the year, facing three giants, Nadal, Murray and Djokovic, Gao Wen relied on his youthful vigor to fight his way out.

In front of Flushing, after suffering from injuries and accidents, he faced two giants, Federer and Djokovic, in succession, but he could not continue to rely on his youth to fight back. He needed calmness, willpower and wisdom. This was a battle of willpower, and he was ready.

The reason we enjoy competitive sports is not because they are easy, but precisely because we constantly challenge difficulties and push our limits, isn't it?

All eyes focused again.

Then, I heard a loud noise in my ears, as if it came from the other side of the valley. The echo was carried by the wind, hitting my eardrum bit by bit.

"Bang! Fight!"

"Bang! Fight!"

Two high fives, one shout—

Plan stood there, stubbornly and firmly, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, raising his arms and shouting, thus making his own voice heard.

She could hear Gawain's heartbeat.

So tired yet so strong, so slow yet so determined.

He is still fighting.

From Melbourne Park to Roland Garros to Wimbledon, he has always been running, fighting and burning, not only for victory, but also for struggle, for challenge and for surpassing. Just because of passion and love, he fights to the end without thinking.

She still remembers Gawain's smile after the Roland Garros semi-final, and her eyes after the Wimbledon semi-final. They were bitter and lost, but after that moment of fragility, her fighting spirit was rekindled, and she continued to strive, move forward, and fight with the belief that his spirit would shine brightly.

And it continues to burn to this day.

After experiencing injuries, accidents, setbacks, and numerous tests... Gawain's heart is still beating.

then.

She made her own voice heard, stayed by Gawain's side, fought together, and never left him.

Looking at the figure on the court who was bent over due to exhaustion, Plan's vision blurred and his eyes were filled with hot tears; but the heart beating wildly in his chest was so hot and so firm that he tried his best to make his voice heard.

"Bang! Fight!"

Plan is not alone.

Qiao Wangsheng stood, Gu Xiao stood, and thousands of fans stood up, quietly watching the exhausted and bruised figures.

In unison, shouting.

Fans who are really familiar with Gao Wen know that he rarely shows his fatigue on the court because it will expose his weaknesses.

But at the moment, Gawain still couldn't control himself.

The duration of the second physical peak was longer than expected. Because of my own reasons and my opponent's reasons, the competition was indeed difficult.

However, precisely because of this, Gawain needed their support more than ever, so they made their voices heard without hesitation.

One, two, three, four... the thunderous sound was transmitted to every corner of the world through the TV screen.

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On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, above the Chinese continent, the first rays of morning light have broken through the darkness and are shining down. Monday morning arrives amid the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

However, the tiny flames spread across the entire continent like a prairie fire, and even if they stayed up all night and partied all night, they still didn't feel tired at all.

Jiang Yanqing stood up, staring at the TV screen, feeling the force of his heart pounding against his chest, not because of his desire for victory, but because of his belief in Gao Wen——

She was willing to fight alongside Gawain. No matter what the outcome, they would fight side by side until the last bit of energy in their souls was burned out.

"Bang! Fight!"

That voice was so low and heavy. It was not a hoarse and ostentatious voice, nor was it an earth-shattering madness. Instead, it was a kind of heaviness and firmness. It suppressed all the energy again and again, quietly feeling the beating of the heart and calling out from the depths of the soul.

Boom, boom, boom—

It's like the beating from the center of the earth.

Then.

Gawain stood up straight, raised his chin, and looked around the whole place. The turbulent and vast scene spread out in his eyes, colorful and brilliant.

Taking a deep, deep breath, Gao Wen retracted his gaze, turned to look at the caddy, and nodded slightly to indicate that he was ready.

Even if he is torn to pieces, even if he goes through fire and water, he will fight to the end.

The fight never stops! As long as the last point of the match point has not hit the net, the game is not over.

call.

After letting out a long breath, Gao Wen turned and walked to the baseline, ready to serve.

He needs to stay calm and patient, temporarily forget about the lead in the fourth set, temporarily forget about the edge of the cliff after losing seven games in a row, and focus on the present, not even this game, not this break point, but just this point, and start from the serve to carefully arrange the situation again.

Indeed, the entire game situation changed suddenly, from leading to falling behind, and even lost seven games in a row, and was about to lose the eighth game. The situation was critical; but does this mean that Gao Wen did not perform well in the past seven games?

Not really.

It's just that Djokovic performed better.

That's all.

Therefore, Gao Wen did not need to waver or panic. After all, his physical strength was now recovering to its limit, and he could get through it if he just gritted his teeth.

--persist in.

Yes, the key now is to persist. As long as you get through this stage, you will be able to see the light of day again.

He believes in himself.