Chapter 296 Arrival in New York

Physical attributes: 80

Technical attributes: 84

Mental attributes: 88

Two weeks, strictly speaking, it should be thirteen days, starting from Friday and ending on Thursday. I was fully immersed in training. Time flew by and I had no time to regret missing the Winston-Salem Gold Tournament. I could already feel the surging heat of the Grand Slam tournament approaching.

Including the superposition of natural growth and maximum growth potential, all attributes finally rose to 80 points before stepping onto the Grand Slam for the first time.

Undoubtedly, this is good news.

When I arrived at Los Angeles International Airport, I was so excited and happy that I couldn't calm down. It was hard to imagine that my dream was about to come true.

As of 2014, the only Chinese male tennis players competing in the singles main draws of the four Grand Slams are Wu Di, who received a wildcard for last year's Australian Open, and Zhang Ze, who passed the qualifying round for this year's Australian Open.

Simply put, Gawain is the third one.

In the previous life, this was simply an unattainable and unimaginable dream, but it is happening now. The wonderful feeling is really hard to describe in words, as if... as if every step forward is creating history, and the heavy pressure makes my heart burn.

He was nervous, anxious, expectant, and excited, with his mind filled with chaotic thoughts. Gawain had never experienced such a state in his two lifetimes, not even when he opened his eyes and realized that he was eighteen years old again. The power of the collision between reality and dreams made Gawain feel a little worried.

However, after the excitement gradually subsided, the long flight made Gawain fall into a deep sleep.

To travel from Los Angeles to New York, one needs to cross the entire North American continent, and even by plane it takes more than six hours. It is a long and boring journey, and sleep is indeed the best way - the key point is whether he can keep his appointment with Zhou Gong. Judging from Gao Wen's reaction, sleeping is a good thing.

After two weeks of boring training, although Gao Wen did not show it, he was still feeling angry inside. He vented out all his regret and depression about not being able to participate in the Gold Race, and rushed towards the ultimate goal with wholehearted attention. The intensity and quality of the short-term training camp were amazing.

Now is the time to step onto the battlefield and show yourself.

While waiting for the plane to land at New York's Kennedy International Airport, Gawain had basically returned to normal after waking up from his drowsy sleep.

He will not be satisfied with just stepping into the Grand Slam arena, his goal is to win a game and advance to the second round.

The Grand Slam arena is not only a stage for making history, but also a battlefield for meeting challenges, breaking limits and showing oneself. There is no need to be ecstatic just because you step onto the stage and make history, because this is only the first step. There will be a second step and many more to come.

I am still excited, after all, a Grand Slam is still extraordinary, but all the complicated thoughts have settled down, and I am just focusing on myself.

After successfully collecting his luggage, Gao Wen pushed the luggage cart out of the airport and looked for his name at the door.

Tobias arrived in New York early, booked hotel accommodation for him, and made reservations for the training ground, etc. He said he would pick him up at the airport today.

In his mind, Gao Wen was thinking that the last time they arrived in New York and transferred to Binghamton, they had no time to visit this world-famous metropolis. This time the competition was in Flushing, north of New York, so should they find some time to appreciate the charm of New York?

At the same time, he paused and scanned the entire place, looking for Tobias.

The air was slightly turbid and a little hot. As soon as I left the airport hall, my view was blocked by buildings. The smell of gasoline quietly spread. I could also see the bustling crowds of people with different skin colors mixed together. I could feel the difference from Los Angeles just by seeing them.

"Sure enough, this place has the largest Chinatown in the entire North American continent..."

With just a quick scan, Gao Wen can see many Asian faces, and they look like compatriots from the motherland, quietly showing the style of the melting pot of New York.

"Ah, I wonder how the Chinese food in Chinatown here is, whether it's authentic enough. The Chinese food in Los Angeles is really hard to describe. It's better for me to cook it myself..."

While muttering in his mind, Gawain noticed a figure submerged in the crowd, raising his right hand high and waving it vigorously. He took a step forward, glanced at it, and reflexively looked away, because it was an Asian face, obviously not Tobias.

But he was immediately stunned.

Gao Wen quickly turned his head again and saw that familiar face. He was caught off guard and a surge of emotion rushed over him. His eyes became slightly red, like a five-year-old child who fell and broke his knee. He wanted to ask his parents for help but also wanted to prove that he had grown up. In the end, he could only hold back his tears, but still could not hide his grievances.

"mom……"

The call got stuck in Gao Wen's throat just as he shouted it out. He just stared blankly at Jiang Yanyun in the crowd, and Gao Hongli who stood behind her as a bodyguard. He had never expected to see his parents at the New York airport.

It seems like a lifetime ago.

No, there has indeed been a lifetime between the last time we met and this time we meet.

Jiang Yanyun seemed unaware of his son's turbulent emotions. He smiled and waved his right hand, but controlled his voice so as not to disturb the others around him and shouted.

"Xiao Wu!"

The sense of reality hit him in an instant. Gawain pushed the luggage cart and trotted over in two steps. The slight tears in his eyes reflected the turmoil in his heart.

"Why are you here?"

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He tried his best to suppress it but still couldn't control his joy and excitement. He was even more excited than when he participated in the US Open. His body language could deeply feel his joy, and the mood of other people around him also soared, as if they could feel his happiness.

Jiang Yanyun was still cheerful and spoke quickly.

"Your agent invited us to come and watch the game. He said that you've been working hard recently and you must really want someone to accompany you to compete in the Grand Slam. And I just wanted to go out and travel to relax, so I asked your dad to come out with me."

He spoke a long paragraph without even taking a breath. If anyone is curious about where Gawain inherited his talent for eloquence, the answer is obviously here.

Gao Wen also laughed, and his mood suddenly brightened. "Mom, traveling is the main purpose, and watching my game is just a side job, right?"

Jiang Yanyun glared, "Even if I really think so, how can you say it out loud?"

Gao Wen's face was full of sorrow. "I got this as a gift from the lottery ticket, right?"

Jiang Yanyun said seriously, "No, I found it when I was walking the dog."

Gawain, I admit defeat, mother, please spare my life.

Jiang Yanyun looked at Gao Wen seriously, and after a long silence, he just said, "You've lost weight." There was a hint of light in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)