Chapter 196 Brown Bear Civil War
If someone had told Gu Xiao five days ago that he would go to Athens on impulse to watch a tennis match up close, he would have thought the other person was crazy and talking nonsense.
But the reality is that on the day the Bruins won the men's and women's team championships, the entire UCLA campus in Westwood was bubbling like a boiling boiler, with students staying up all night and partying all night long. Even students who had no interest in tennis joined the party.
Gu Xiao, who followed a group of friends to watch the live broadcast in the cafeteria and witnessed the team's championship with his own eyes, could also deeply feel the joy brought by competitive sports. At the moment of victory, adrenaline bloomed in his mind like a fireworks display, merging with everyone in the audience, and the force of his heart hitting his chest was more real than ever before.
This feeling is so strange, yet so wonderful.
Gu Xiao also joined the entire campus party with all his heart, shouting, singing and dancing as if today was the last day of his life.
Then?
Then, by the time Gu Xiao realized what was happening, he and a group of friends were already on a road trip to Athens.
After studying abroad for many years, Gu Xiao broke his regular life for the first time and seemed to be off track - of course, it was also the first time for him to experience real college life, make friends with people of different skin colors and nationalities, and see the world beyond study.
Gu Xiao thought he would regret it. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach all the time, worrying about his homework, the final exam next month, and the books he had not finished reading.
But in fact, he didn't.
Not only that, but I was completely immersed in it. Even the speed at which I accepted this matter calmly at the beginning was faster than I thought, and in the blink of an eye I had already begun to enjoy this magical journey.
Because deep down in his heart he knew that if it weren't for Gawain, if it weren't for the impulse, he would never be able to do such a thing in his life. This also meant that he might never see the scenery quickly receding outside the window, and he would never feel the laughter and heat waves floating in the air of Athens.
Especially when Gao Wen triumphantly made it to the finals, my mood seemed to soar into the sky and the whole world became brighter.
call……
After letting out a long breath, Gu Xiao jumped up and couldn't wait to go to the center court to watch the final showdown of the day.
Apparently, Gu Xiao wasn't the only one.
Bustling with people.
Crowded with people.
The streets and alleys of the small town of Athens were packed with people. It seemed that crowded crowds could be seen in every corner, making it difficult to move.
John Tobias didn't like occasions like this because it made him feel like the patty in a burger, and it was being smashed.
Pete Sampras turned to look at his friend and said, "You, a sports agent, don't like crowds? How does that make sense?"
"Of course it's not reasonable." Tobias said as a matter of course, "I like the crowd. That's the most wonderful and moving moment in competitive sports. The problem is that I don't like to be a part of the crowd. I want to stand in the VIP box and overlook the crowd."
"Like nobility?" Sampras joked mercilessly.
Tobias also deliberately raised his chin half-jokingly, "Don't I have the same temperament?"
Sampras burst into laughter and didn't give any face at all.
After waiting and laughing, Sampras squeezed his friend with his shoulder and said, "Last time you saw that young guy, didn't you say he was worth paying attention to? Let's see how he performs in the final today. Maybe he can bring some surprises."
"Interesting, I mean interesting." Tobias expressed his position, "Pete, there are not too many interesting young players, but there are not many who are really worth paying attention to. Not everyone can be Nadal, and not everyone can be Messi."
With the Pac-12 finals just a month away, it was clear that the veteran agent had already forgotten about Gao Wen.
All in all, the NCAA competition still lacks competitiveness. At least for Tobias, who is used to professional competitions, it is too easy.
Sampras didn't argue because he knew Tobias was right.
Sampras just said something meaningful.
"John, how many people saw this before Nadal became Nadal, and before Messi became Messi?"
Don't look down on the young and poor, this is probably what it means. Never let experience and arrogance blind your eyes.
Tobias glanced at Sampras, unable to believe that his friend would use such an analogy, and smiled in disbelief.
At this moment, someone next to him accidentally squeezed his seat, and he said sorry to Tobias loudly, then continued to move forward between the crowds, moving quickly to the front.
Sampras smiled and pointed at the figure behind him, "See, there are still people who can't wait to see the game."
Eric Robinson is indeed looking forward to today's final.
As a Nike scout, it is undoubtedly a good thing to see the recovery of Nike's sponsored player, Jilong, but more importantly, after observing several games, Robinson's evaluation of Gao Wen is getting higher and higher. He sincerely believes that the player's future is worth looking forward to.
Unfortunately, Robinson's first two scouting reports sent back to headquarters did not elicit any response.
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For Nike, they have really seen too many geniuses, and Gao Wen is not even on the list.
A look at the general opinion of the news media shows that they do not think that Gao Wen is a "once-in-a-decade" talent, which has made Nike even more unhurried and slow to respond to Robinson's scouting report.
This made Robinson a little anxious. He always felt that he couldn't miss Gawain, but he couldn't explain why. After all, he had only watched a few of Gawain's games. In addition, Gawain's rise was too short, so it was difficult for him to find more solid evidence.
Just... intuition.
A hunter's intuition.
But Robinson knew that Nike would not buy into his intuition, so he hoped to find more evidence to support his idea, perhaps a U.S. singles championship trophy.
More importantly, Robinson himself was looking forward to today's final, which might give him some inspiration and further confirm his intuition - that was not an illusory feeling, but real evidence that he believed Gawain could create miracles.
Gurgling.
Gurgling.
The air was boiling as Robinson walked through the crowd.
Even though he has been a scout for many, many years, Robinson still likes the feeling of watching the game live. It is so real, so hot and so turbulent. The breath floating in the air is mixed with the smell of sunshine and sweat, and then the adrenaline explodes, and he can truly touch the beating pulse of life.
Plop.
Plop.
Second update.
(End of this chapter)