Chapter 706 Three chances

Bang!

Above the head, paper fireworks bloomed, and the flying silver fragments reflected the gorgeous lights, and the colorful halo bloomed.

It’s like standing on the top of the world, opening your arms and embracing the world.

Looking up at the dazzling silver snowflakes, happiness and joy exploded in my chest, even crazier than the US Open.

“Reaching the top is very difficult, but staying at the top is the real difficulty.”

The US Open was a breakthrough, a gain, and an adventure. Even Gao Wen himself did not expect it. He just kept running forward.

Paris is a test. After experiencing the ups and downs, valleys and trials of the Asian and European indoor seasons, I have always returned to the top of the mountain.

A Grand Slam championship is a turning point, but also a starting point, a turning point that opens the door to a whole new world and the starting point of a whole new journey.

Now, Gawain finally began to understand the meaning of this sentence, and he had already taken the first solid step in the world. He couldn't wait to move on and start his adventure.

He lowered his head and looked at the heavy Paris Masters trophy in his hand. It was a bronze trophy, with branches spread out like deer antlers, and it still retained the patina left by time and humidity, but it truly demonstrated the power of art, and then he raised it high.

Boom! As Gawain made his move, the whole stadium roared. Applause and cheers intertwined, erupting with incredible energy, turning the Accor Arena into a volcano.

At this point, the last ATP Masters Tournament of 2014 has ended and the curtain has come down, waiting for the next year.

The doubles championship went to the Bryan brothers. With this championship trophy, this pair of legendary doubles players also secured the world's number one spot at the end of the year in advance.

The singles championship went to Gao Wen, and a new face was added to the list of Masters champions, further presenting a new pattern in men's tennis.

"...Gawain..."

"I love you……"

"…You are the best."

“Ah! Ahhhhh!”

"Girl Knight, my knight!"

Screams and cheers, roars and growls, mixed with slightly trembling cries due to excessive excitement, burst out like a torrential rain.

In less than three months, Gao Wen has undoubtedly become a rising idol in men's professional tennis.

Perhaps, it lacks a little appeal to veteran fans, after all, they already have their favorite players, but this does not prevent them from appreciating Gawain's playing style and games. In today's match against Djokovic, Gawain gained a group of supporters with his performance.

At the same time, for young fans, they have been eagerly waiting for the rise of a new generation of players. Although the "Big Four" are strong, they are already old faces. Professional tennis needs more fresh blood. Then, they waited for Raonic, Dimitrov, and Gao Wen.

Their faces were filled with excitement, thrills and joy, as if they had won the Masters championship themselves.

From afar, they saw Gawain approaching with a gear bag and the trophy in his hand. Before he even arrived, the fans and spectators crowded in the stands on the left side of the player's tunnel began to stir, and the roaring voices continued to challenge the peak as Gawain gradually approached.

really!

As expected, Gawain stopped, put his equipment bag and trophy on the ground temporarily, smiled, took the carbon pen from the fans, and skillfully signed on tennis balls of different sizes; the chirping sounds coming from his ears expressed their enthusiasm, and Gawain kept expressing his gratitude.

Then, familiar faces appeared one after another like moles, celebrating loudly with laughter.

It was the group of people we met by chance at the door of the tavern.

“…Congratulations on winning the championship.”

“The game was really exciting.”

"I should have watched it from the first show earlier."

"Start watching tennis today."

"Let's celebrate together at the tavern when we have the chance."

"Next time we meet, I'll pay for the drinks."

"I just can't imagine how you managed to get that match point in the second set."

"That's right, my heart is about to explode."

They chattered away, so frankly yet so sincerely, you talked one after another, and as they talked they all burst into laughter, the joy and happiness in their words overflowed.

Even though they only met by chance, it was clear that they were cheering for Gawain sincerely, which was another extra benefit in Paris.

Gao Wen also showed a big smile.

"I didn't ask for an autograph and photo then, but now it's too late."

With just one sentence, all the friends in the tavern burst into laughter, while the other fans nearby were confused and looked at them with half understanding.

Even if they didn't know anything, they could still feel the cheerful atmosphere. The smiles were contagious, so much so that they started laughing along.

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After completing another signature, Gawain handed the tennis ball back, turned slightly sideways, and took the next tennis ball. He subconsciously looked up and smiled, and then he saw another familiar face in the bustling crowd. His eyes just lowered and then raised again.

"Hey, stranger."

It's Emily Plan.

That pretty face showed a faint smile, and in her bright eyes there was a gleam of success, and she seemed very satisfied with Gawain's expression.

Gawain was indeed caught off guard, and he had never expected to see Plan here again.

So, is this the third time? Plan didn't say much, but pointed at the tennis ball in Gao Wen's hand and said with a smile.

"Can you sign for me? I've been waiting for thirty minutes."

As he spoke, he made a "three" gesture with his fingers.

The smile on Gao Wen's lips fell sparsely into his eyes, "Of course, no problem."

After quickly signing, he handed the tennis ball to Plan. Gao Wen wanted to say something, but the opportunity didn't seem right now.

The densely packed arms around him were like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, tightly surrounding Gawain's neck. He couldn't help but suspect that if he turned around and left at this moment, these arms might do something extreme.

However, before Gawain could speak, Plan had already taken the tennis ball. In a flash, Gawain felt something extra in his palm. Without time to take a closer look, he stuffed the thing in his palm into the pocket of his sweatpants.

When he looked up, he could see Plan winking at Gawain.

"Congratulations!"

“The game was really exciting.”

After saying that, Plan took a small step back. The surging crowd around him quickly filled the gap like a tide. In a blink of an eye, Plan had disappeared, but the bustling fans were still waiting for Gao Wen's attention like hungry chicks.

Gao Wen looked at the direction where Plan disappeared, was slightly stunned, quickly came back to his senses, and continued to sign, but the smile on the corner of his mouth rose unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)