Chapter 1990 Who is in charge of the ups and downs?

"During the Qingming Festival, the rains fell heavily, and the pedestrians on the road were heartbroken.

I asked where the tavern was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village in the distance.

Du Mu once used such a poem to describe the scenery of Chizhou during the Qingming Festival. It was bleak yet contained a bit of a carefree, romantic and confused mood.

But now, looking at London in November, Gawain had a feeling of time and space confusion, and this poem naturally emerged in his mind.

Misty drizzle lingers over the Thames, and a milky white fog spreads deep into the city. The undulating skyline appears and disappears in the clouds, and the faint lines have a simple beauty in the haze. The hurried figures in windbreakers on both sides of the river disturb the tranquility of the space but add a touch of mystery. The ink-like colors outline the contours of the city with just a few strokes, and the sound of bells can be heard in the distance.

Ding! Ding! Ding! The mist was thick, rippling the water, but it calmed down in the blink of an eye. This is probably what it feels like to be quiet amidst the hustle and bustle.

“…What are you looking at?”

I heard a questioning voice in my ear. I didn't need to turn around to tell from the English voice with a strong Spanish accent that it was definitely Nadal.

Gawain didn't look back, "London."

After giving an answer, he continued to add.

"In my memory, London is still a world-class metropolis, noisy, prosperous, and bustling with cars coming and going; but I didn't expect that London could be so quiet, especially during the morning rush hour."

Nadal looked at Gawain unexpectedly. Gawain looked a little different than usual, but the corners of his mouth also rose slightly.

"I also like the dock in the early morning, watching the fishing boats busy in and out of the harbor, but when we just get up, they have finished a whole night's work. There is a kind of... vitality."

Nadal is still not good with words, and his last word was in Spanish.

After saying this, Nadal gave an apologetic smile. He still couldn't find the right English words and was not sure whether Gawain could understand.

Gao Wen retracted his gaze and smiled, "Everyone is living their life with all their heart."

Nadal nodded in agreement.

"Hey, you two!"

Before Nadal could continue speaking, a deliberately stern rebuke came from the side. Nadal and Gawain both looked over and saw Federer's smiling face.

"Stay away from the team. What special secrets are you two whispering about here?"

Gao Wen raised his right hand high, "I want to expose that you are collectively ostracizing me, and you are teaming up to bully the newcomers. I will call on all fans to protest strongly."

Federer blinked his eyes, obviously caught off guard by Gawain. Federer was originally planning to tease Gawain and Nadal, but he didn't expect to be outmaneuvered, so he was dumbfounded.

Murray was the first to start booing, "Stan, it's been a long time since I saw Roger get humiliated."

Wawrinka said seriously, "That's right, it's time to let everyone see Roger's true face. We are all victims who have suffered deeply from him."

Djokovic covered his chest with his hands. "I thought I was the only one injured."

Federer was dumbfounded, but in a blink of an eye, the Swiss king regained his composure and deliberately pulled a long face, "Do you want to truly experience what it means to be hurt?"

As he spoke, he began to wipe his fists.

As a result, Nadal unexpectedly said, "Roger's fists are made of cotton. They don't hurt at all."

Federer couldn't believe his ears, "Rafa!"

Ha! A burst of laughter! The atmosphere is so lively——

At this time, the top eight of the year-end finals were gathering on a yacht on the Thames. They came to participate in the official promotional activities of the event.

Tour, take photos, and interview.

A small party as an official promotion to warm up for the year-end finals. After the party is over, the draw ceremony will follow.

So, the eight players took off their sportswear and put on suits, and attended the event in suits, showing a completely different look from usual.

All eight players this year are old faces, only Gao Wen is a newcomer who won a place in the main competition for the first time. Although he appeared as a substitute last year and won a game to advance to the semi-finals; but this year still feels different, everything is new and everything is unfamiliar.

The difference between the starters and the substitutes is probably like this——

Although both participated in the competition, the overall feeling and experience were different.

Last year, Gawain came to London purely to participate in another competition, which was particularly special, but he couldn't put his finger on what was so special about it.

This year, from the moment we set foot in London, the atmosphere of the entire event was different. Every aspect reminded us that this was a special event.

The four Grand Slam finals have always been known as the "peak battle", but in fact, the year-end finals are the real showdown.

For a whole year, the eight best players gathered together to compete for the championship.

The winner is equivalent to the leader of the martial arts world.

This is especially true this year.

The main theme of "Big Four vs. Challengers" runs through the entire show, and the final battle is finally about to come on stage, bringing the season to an end.

Who will have the last laugh? Not only the fans, but also the media reporters are equally curious.

In a sense, they are even more curious. After all, this is their job. They come to London to witness the final battle of the year.

While the eight fans were cruising the Thames on a yacht and taking pictures of each other, the reporters waiting at the dock to take pictures were also busy and kept discussing the matter.

"Novak, of course it's Novak."

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"Gawain!"

"Novak!"

"It's definitely Gawain! Not once, twice, or three times, but six times. Gawain proved himself six times."

“But this is the finals!”

"The same goes for the finals..."

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. I think there should be no suspense about Novak and Gao Wen meeting in the final, but the winner will depend on their performance on the spot."

"Get lost! You are talking nonsense."

"Who said Novak and Gawain would definitely be able to join forces? Where did you put Roger, Rafa, Andy, Stan and the others?"

"But……"

"No buts. Roger just took Basel."

"Yes, Rafa has made it to the semi-finals for three consecutive tournaments. His form is improving all the way and he should not be underestimated."

"Stan too, he found his touch in Paris in time. Don't forget, Stan is a typical big-game player. Whoever underestimates him will suffer."

"I know my opinion may not be popular, but Andy..."

"You know you're not welcome, so don't say anything."

"Don't ignore Andy. Andy has the ability to defeat anyone."

"But Andy just couldn't do it."

"Have you ever thought about how David and Thomas feel when you discuss this?"

"……ah."

One sentence made everyone sigh——

Although no one is willing to admit it, Ferrer and Berdych are indeed two overlooked supporting players in this year's year-end finals lineup.

Both players are stable and good enough, but they still lack the courage to break the balance when facing top players.

"The championship belongs to Novak anyway."

A mumbled word was used in an attempt to bring the discussion to an end, but unexpectedly, it immediately became the target of a siege, and the bustling discussion had just begun.

Such a grand occasion is the best portrayal.

(End of this chapter)