Chapter 774: The corners of his mouth turned up

The sun was shining, the sky was clear, the hot sweat was shining, and everyone's eyes were focused on the figures running around in the training ground.

The crowded crowds inside and outside were almost melting in the fierce heat wave, but no one made a sound. It was even quieter than the official competition. They held their breath involuntarily and let the sound of their heartbeats slowly amplify on their eardrums.

A rare sight.

Tap tap.

The sound of footsteps rubbing against the court was particularly clear, and Gao Wen's figure sprinting horizontally along the baseline could be seen parallel to the line of sight. It gradually enlarged in the pupils, rushing towards him like an arrow.

In an instant, Yu Jia felt his heart stop beating, as if Gao Wen was going to charge towards him in the next second, and the bustling crowd around him all stopped.

One push, one stop.

He pushed the ground with his right leg hard to brake and support his body. Before his body's center of gravity was about to lose balance, he swung his hands backhand quickly and sharply. His power fully exploded and the speed of the racket head immediately increased to a higher level.

Sweat, bursting.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of the ball hitting the ground exploded right next to my ears, as if the tennis ball was also being hit.

straight line.

Then, the whole audience's attention followed the flow of light from the tennis ball, watching the tennis ball cross the court along the outer sideline of the doubles, triggering exclamations from the whole audience.

Across the court, Fernando Verdasco groaned and staggered slightly in the middle of the court, because his movement trend was already leaning towards the diagonal direction, but Gawain hit a straight line, which also broke his body balance.

Secondary startup.

Sprint with all your strength.

Verdasco sliced ​​the ball with his forehand very reluctantly, but the trajectory was clearly too high and it just flew over the net when Nadal was already waiting at the diagonal position.

He made continuous adjustments with small steps, and then smashed the ball in front of the net with a two-handed backhand.

Boom! The tennis ball bombarded like a cannonball. David-Marrero, who was waiting in front of the net, didn't even have the courage to catch the ball. His body reflexively made a survival move, dodging to the side, curling up, and using the racket to protect his important body parts.

Landed.

Score.

Neat and simple!

Yu Jia couldn't help himself and clenched his fists tightly. Although he didn't shout out, he could hear the gurgling sound of his blood boiling and burning.

pretty!

Click, click, click.

There was still no special movement around the training ground, but the number of onlookers who took out their mobile phones to take pictures was increasing significantly.

Gawain and Nadal, one right-handed and the other left-handed, stood at the two ends of the court sideline, covering the entire court, and their tacit cooperation had already begun to show signs -

Gawain suddenly attacked with a backhand straight line to create an opportunity, but Nadal quickly moved his feet to block the opportunity at the diagonal position and made a fatal shot.

In their first joint training session, Gawain and Nadal showed a tacit understanding on the court and were able to understand each other's tactical intentions without too many words.

On the training ground, Nadal had the same idea.

After making sure that he scored by hitting the ball with two jumps, Nadal turned and walked quickly towards Gawain, staring at him with focused eyes, revealing a gleam of affirmation. At the same time, he clenched his fists and waved them gently, further conveying his excitement with his eyes and actions.

Then, Gawain also walked over and raised his right hand.

High five.

Then, Gawain and Nadal lowered their right hands at the same time and bumped fists on the sides of their thighs to continue celebrating.

Up and down.

Showing the tacit understanding between two people.

There were still only trivial rustling sounds on the training ground, but at this time you could see that everyone was aiming their mobile phone cameras at the court, changing from photo mode to video mode, and one by one they were using their mobile phones to record this moment. Even if it was just training, it attracted everyone's attention.

Nadal could feel the heat from the camera and couldn't help but smiled a little stiff and shy, looking a little uncomfortable. Then Gawain gave Nadal a thumbs up to express his praise, which made Nadal's smile even brighter.

Yujia could imagine that this should be Gao Wen's idea.

Nadal is an introverted and shy person. He is usually very quiet in private and is not the type who is good at expressing himself when he is on the court.

However, at this moment, Gawain and Nadal have already developed some tacit understanding. It is conceivable that they were more or less uncomfortable with witnessing Gawain's friendliness in the first formal training, standing in front of the fans to show the results of their short-term joint training, and being bathed in the spotlight of the camera.

Apparently, Nadal isn't the only one.

Across the court, Verdasco raised his hands high and complained loudly to Nadal and Gawain. His cheerful and lively Spanish had a sunny and enthusiastic effect, and his vivid facial expressions made it even better. He used body language to express his strong discomfort.

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Marrero laughed joyfully.

So, what about Gawain?

There were three Spaniards and one Chinese. It was obvious that Gawain was the one being excluded. Surrounded by the surging Spanish language, his mind was full of question marks.

But Gawain didn't make any special moves. He just stood there, raised his hands, covered his ears, and pretended that they didn't exist.

This small action instantly magnified the effect of being "excluded". Marrero was laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe, while Verdasco stood there in astonishment.

Nadal also smiled, raised his voice and replied to Verdasco, then moved closer to Gawain and began to explain in English with a strong flavor of paella.

"Fernando said we were training too hard, as if it was a Grand Slam final. I told him not to act like any of the four of us had ever played in a Grand Slam doubles final."

Ha ha!

Gawain burst into laughter.

No one expected that Nadal would occasionally talk nonsense. He is not funny usually, but when he does it suddenly, the effect is even better and the whole atmosphere immediately becomes cheerful.

Verdasco on the other side of the court was like a living treasure. He couldn't help but protest loudly in English.

"Rafa, Gawain already has enough supporters. You should help me. You are going to put me on the fire and kill me."

"You're killing me!"

The chattering brought the atmosphere to a climax. All kinds of exaggerated body movements were like the inflatable dolls at the entrance of a supermarket. The area around the training ground could no longer be restrained and was bustling with laughter.

Yu Jia also heard the conversation on the court, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily -

Maybe, for the time being, we should not be too burdened or expect too much, but really relax, enjoy tennis, and enjoy the happiness and joy that competitive sports bring.

People like competitive sports because of victories and championships, but obviously it is not just because of victories and championships, but also because of the passionate struggles and the wonderful times that accompany them through their youth.

New season, new atmosphere, should be welcomed with a smile.

(End of this chapter)