Chapter 571 Remember firmly

Silence is spreading and suffocating.

"Peter..."

Gawain spoke, breaking the silence in the locker room, seemingly responding to Sampras, but the confusion and bewilderment in his words made it seem as if he was talking to himself.

"I actually don't have any thoughts in my mind, it's just a blank."

"I understand the truth. I understand it all."

“Winning and losing are part of the game. Where there are winners, there must be losers. The game is not just about winning or losing. It is also about challenging your limits and breaking through yourself. We should pursue victory but we cannot let the desire to win strangle us, otherwise we will lose control.”

"After I won the Grand Slam, I became a target. All mysteries were revealed and everyone tried to beat me. I tried to position myself to continue playing the role of the attacker, but the fact is that I have passively become the one being attacked, so the game becomes more difficult."

"Failure will come sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."

"But we don't need to care about a failure. Instead, we should look at the problem through the failure, see the essence through the problem, adjust ourselves through this failure, and then pursue the next victory."

"Competitive sports is a long, very long journey. There will be many more victories and defeats waiting for me in the future. There is no need to dwell on this one defeat. We should look further and higher."

"What's more, I have no regrets in today's game. I have tried my best and played at my best. I can leave the court with my head held high. There is no need to blame myself for the result."

As he spoke, a hint of bitterness appeared in the smile on his lips.

Gawain turned to look at Sampras and spoke helplessly.

"Look, I know everything."

"But my mind was blank. I was about to leave the locker room, and then I sat down here. I don't know why, but I was stunned. I was at a loss. I had no idea, but I didn't want to move."

Although he has lived two lives, Gao Wen has very little experience in competitions. Everything is new to him, not to mention the experience of winning a Grand Slam.

The impact of these experiences will not become simpler just because you live them again.

Because in his previous life, he was just an ordinary office worker. He had no experience in professional tennis, no experience in winning a championship, nor the experience of becoming the focus of the world's attention and then falling into a slump so that the game was out of control, nor the experience of being undefeated for eight whole months and then suffering a defeat.

Talking about things on paper is just talk on paper, but actual experience is another matter. But when things really happen, reason cannot withstand the impact of emotions.

Sampras could sense the confusion in Gawain's eyes because he had experienced it himself, after winning the US Open at the age of 19, and when he faced the decision to retire after winning the US Open for the last time. But the biggest difference between now and before is this:

time.

Because of the existence of social networks, everything has become faster, more fierce and more intense.

In his era, as long as you didn't read the newspapers, the world was quiet, and the influence of Grand Slam champions was far from exaggerated.

But in today's era, whether we like it or not, the hustle and bustle of the whole world is coming at us like a tidal wave. In the short three weeks from winning the US Open to now, so much has happened that there is no time to digest it properly.

Sampras could completely understand Gawain's feelings, but how should he tell Gawain his feelings? Sampras once again felt bad about his poor communication skills.

What to do? Buzz, buzz, buzz. Sampras had just opened his mouth to speak when he was interrupted by the sound of his cell phone vibrating. He swallowed the words that were about to come to his lips and looked down at the source of the vibration. It was Gawain's cell phone.

Gawain glanced at the caller ID, then looked at Sampras and said, "It's my mother." After getting confirmation from Sampras, Gawain answered the phone.

"mom……"

Gao Wen had just said hello when Jiang Yanyun's voice came over.

"Xiao Wu, I watched the live broadcast of the game. How do you feel now?"

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine."

Gao Wen answered subconsciously, but Jiang Yanyun on the other end of the phone did not speak immediately, so Gao Wen thought the signal was intermittent. He called out, and then heard Jiang Yanyun sigh lightly.

"I knew you would say that."

Gao Wen opened his mouth and tried to explain himself, but the words were a little slow before Jiang Yanyun continued speaking.

"Xiao Wu, you went to study outside at a young age, and you have always been very independent, doing everything by yourself. When I sent you to the airport, you were carrying a big backpack that was taller than you, which completely blocked your whole body. I felt so distressed watching you from behind."

"But your dad said that the road of competitive sports is not easy. It requires unimaginable perseverance and willpower to persevere. We need to learn to let go."

"So, I forced myself to turn around and didn't dare look at you, for fear that you would soften your heart and just let it go."

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Gao Wen never knew about these things. It turned out that his parents were always watching him from behind.

"But you have done very well over the years. You are always so strong and independent. You always face all the difficulties alone and always persevere on your own."

"Gradually, you grew up, and became stronger and more powerful than I thought. You took on everything on your shoulders and handled it all by yourself, and you grew up step by step."

"Everyone said we raised a good son after he won the US Open this time, but I told them directly that you won this championship step by step by yourself. Your father and I did nothing but talk. What do those achievements and halos have to do with us?"

No wonder, after Gao Wen won the championship, Jiang Yanyun and his wife flew directly back to their hometown and refused any form of media interviews.

Gao Wen's nose felt a little sour, "Mom..."

Jiang Yanyun could hear the slightly trembling sadness in her son's voice. She rubbed her eyes and wiped away the mist that had not yet gathered in her eye sockets.

"Xiao Wu, Mom just wants to tell you that losing is not the end of the world, but it also doesn't mean nothing happened."

"You can allow yourself to be angry, sad, and vent your emotions. Don't take everything on yourself and then tell us that nothing is wrong. It's okay to be weak and relax occasionally. You need to know that no matter what happens, mom and dad are standing behind you and will always support you."

With these simple words, Gawain's eyes instantly became moist. He closed his eyes in embarrassment and buried his cheek in his palms.

Jiang Yanyun was also filled with emotions and took a deep breath. She was Gao Wen's mother, and she knew Gao Wen's stubbornness and obstinacy better than anyone else.

Faced with the first failure in eight months, Gao Wen would definitely say that it was okay and tell them not to worry, but Jiang Yanyun wanted to tell Gao Wen: he could allow "something to happen", and it was okay to be fragile or collapse occasionally.

"Xiao Wu, it's allowed to be angry and sad because of failure. It is precisely because we hate failure that we can continue to make progress."

(End of this chapter)