Chapter 38: Explosive Luck
Across the court, Gawain’s serious and solemn appearance seemed like a clown to Kyrgios, ridiculous.
Thinking of this, Kyrgios wanted to humiliate his opponent.
A smile appeared in his eyes.
Then, Kyrgios stood at the baseline and served the ball. He completed his serving steps very seriously, tugged at the shoulder of his jersey, habitually pulling the back of his jersey forward, and raised the tennis ball to signal Gawain, winking exaggeratedly: I'm going to serve, are you ready? I'm going to serve with all my strength, be careful!
Every move was sending out a "warning" to be careful of his powerful serve. As a result, although he was already prepared to throw the ball, at the moment of starting, he changed his action and did not toss the ball high up, but instead made a downward serve, a sneak attack!
bass.
The tennis ball flew past slowly.
Kyrgios licked his lips, his eyes flashing with excitement, as if he could foresee Gawain's embarrassment, trying his best to catch the ball but missing it, and then the whole audience burst into laughter. The entertainment effect must be very good. I couldn't help laughing just by imagining it.
"Haha, look at that clown."
However--
Gao Wen, however, had made preparations early on.
Throughout Kyrgios's career, he has been very fond of sneak attacks and underhand serves. The so-called "gentlemanly etiquette" and "gentlemanly demeanor" are all meaningless to him, as long as he likes it.
Moreover, Kyrgios's goal was not to "win by any means necessary", but simply to humiliate his opponent. Seeing his opponent's focused look, he wanted to tease him, and then he would sneak in and score with a serve. This relaxed approach made his opponent's all-out effort look particularly stupid.
Kyrgios particularly likes to play teasing on his opponents like this, especially Nadal, who treats the game wholeheartedly, meticulously, and focuses on every point to the end. He can't stand it and enjoys the feeling of humiliating his opponent even more, turning his opponent's seriousness and dedication into a joke.
Was it a foul? Of course not, but it showed a lack of respect for the opponent and the game.
Gao Wen knew about Kyrgios' bad habit, so he prepared himself mentally early and reacted immediately.
Push off the ground! Charge forward! Although he was standing back when receiving the serve, Gao Wen's steps were as fast as a gust of wind because he was nervous and fully alert.
Tap, tap, tap! The speed of the charge was so fast that the sound of the wind whistled in the ears. In the blink of an eye, the horse had arrived, as if it was riding a hot wheel.
The bounce of a underhand serve is very low because it has almost no power; and it is a backspin ball, so if you use force rashly, it can easily hit the net.
Gao Wen's handling was very careful. He twisted and pulled his wrist slightly, lowered his center of gravity very low, and then stood up like a spring to pull the entire shot up.
state.
The sound of the ball hitting the net was very crisp, and the tennis ball was like a naughty elf, lightly crossing the net and then flying along a large diagonal line.
whoosh.
It landed on the ground in the blink of an eye, then made a big outer angle, and after bouncing back, its speed increased and it jumped out directly.
"Haha, this clown...ah!"
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Kyrgios realized that something was wrong. If the serve was not sudden and unexpected, it would be a piece of cake for the opponent.
When Gawain raised his hand, Kyrgios reflexively began chasing the ball, running towards his forehand.
However! Gawain's shot was very agile and light, focusing on the landing point, adding a lot of side spin, and it bounced out in a blink of an eye. Even if Kyrgios moved horizontally at a faster speed, he still couldn't catch up. His body had been stretched to the extreme, but he could only watch the tennis ball rush out.
Bang! Whoosh! Winner! So who is the clown now? Kyrgios tried to humiliate Gawain with an underhand serve, but Gawain raised his hand and hit him dead, leaving him with nothing to do but save the ball - and he didn't even save it!
Damn it!
"2:0".
Boom! The audience applauded enthusiastically! It wasn't because the match was so exciting, but because the unknown Gao Wen defeated the strong with the weak. His smooth hitting movements were really natural and natural. The scene immediately looked good. How could the audience not applaud? It was as if they were treating Gao Wen as their own substitute, and they were satisfied.
"Ahhh! Good job!"
"Another one, Gawain!"
"Beautiful attack! Attack."
The whole stadium was filled with bustling cheers, and even Sharapova and Venus looked towards Gao Wen.
The layman watches the excitement while the expert watches the details. They can tell at a glance that this spectator has very good skills and is not like an ordinary amateur fan. If Kyrgios is not serious, he might hit a wall. The scene is indeed very interesting.
Raonic is an honest man. He was too embarrassed to confront Kyrgios' rudeness head-on, so he cheered for Gawain with all his might, clapping and whistling, making the scene very lively.
And what about Kyrgios?
Fuck! He blurted out the curse word without thinking. He was also a professional player, so he was aware that Gao Wen was quite capable. His carelessness seemed to be the opponent's breakthrough point.
No, it seems I should be a little more serious. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing to lose miserably to an amateur audience.
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"That clown? No no no, no no no."
Kyrgios turned his head and glanced at Gawain, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then he showed a cruel smile——
The first two points were just a game. Once he got serious, things wouldn't be so easy. He was going to kill the clown next. What should I do? Celebrate now, or you might not be able to laugh later.
Kyrgios turned around and returned to the first zone, preparing for the next serve.
That was all his good luck, now he was going to get serious.
Snap. Snap.
Kyrgios hit the tennis ball briskly, and the whole rhythm was very fast, just like his temper, coming and going like the wind. The connection between technical movements was completely in high-speed mode. Then he bent his knees, pushed off the ground, and tossed the ball. The whole serving action seemed stretched and coherent, and the hitting action was completed.
Bang! Solid and heavy, the tennis ball was compressed to the extreme, and it came straight at me like a missile, and I could even see it breaking through the air.
So, this is the serve at the professional player level?
But Gao Wen had no time to sigh, his attention was completely focused on Kyrgios's serve, especially the subtle movements of turning, swinging his arms and the racket, judging the direction of Kyrgios' serve from these tiny details.
Apparently, Kyrgios also didn’t realize that Gawain could read his serve, and, they are both the same age, and now play in a straightforward manner, and have not yet learned to hide their serve intentions.
So... I saw it!
Backhand!
Sure enough, Kyrgios still follows his habitual thinking, standing in the first zone, serving to the outside corner, suppressing the backhand of right-handed players, which often achieves miraculous results.
Boom! The tennis ball rushed over in a mighty force, but Gao Wen's reaction speed made him jump out immediately.
Kick! (End of this chapter)