Chapter 812: Small Differences
At this moment, Zhang Shuai stood there, lowering his head, trying his best but unable to hide his annoyance.
Her healthy wheat-colored skin was covered in sweat and slightly red from prolonged exposure to the sun. Her long black hair, neatly tied into a ponytail, was slightly messy during the intense exercise. The shadow of the brim of her tennis hat fell on her as she lowered her head, disguising the emotions in her eyes.
After thinking it over, Zhang Shuai still couldn't forgive himself——
What is she doing with such a rare training opportunity? Gao Wen, a Grand Slam champion, is not only the pride of China, but also the pride of the whole of Asia, writing history and glory with her sudden appearance.
Apart from speaking the same Chinese language, he and them don't actually have much in common.
He was born in 1995, a whole generation younger than all of them; he was a top student who had been admitted to university on his own ability, he spoke fluent English, and he chatted and laughed with reporters and other players; he stood under the spotlight, the center of attention, like an alien living in another world.
It is so close, yet seems out of reach.
A group of Chinese female players who came to Melbourne to compete were chattering about this young man, but no one dared to come forward and say hello.
Unexpectedly, it was Gawain.
When they passed each other at the training ground, Gao Wen took the initiative to stop and greeted them with a smile, friendly and sunny, without any airs.
As a result, all the girls were at a loss, and for a moment, they didn't know how to respond.
As a result, Wang Qiang secretly bumped her with her shoulder, and before she could react, she took a small step forward in a daze.
Gao Wen looked over and cast a questioning look at her, only to see her at a loss. He half-jokingly said, "I was born in the year of the pig, not the tiger, or have I mastered the art of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"
cold.
This joke is not funny at all.
In a hurry, she just got excited and didn't know what was going on in her mind, but a bold idea came up.
"No, I just want to ask if there is a chance for me to practice with you? We have always been looking forward to fighting with the world's top masters..."
As she spoke, she began to lose confidence and had no idea how to continue. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared altogether.
But I didn't expect——
"Hurrah."
He said.
This was totally unexpected, and everyone was shocked. They didn't even care about being shy or reserved, and they all looked at Gawain in amazement.
However, Gawain seemed to be completely unaware of the surprise, and still had a bright smile on his face as he spoke straightforwardly.
"No problem, I'll have my agent contact your agent and arrange a time."
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that this afternoon. I've already agreed on a practice time with Dimi."
They were unable to come to their senses until Gawain left.
She looked at Gao Wen's leaving back like an idiot, and as a result, Wang Qiang and the others became excited and made a fuss, making terrifying chicken-like noises.
Wang Qiang raised a question that no one could answer, "He looks like a big boy, but why do I always find him so scary? Is it because of his performance on the court? Or is it because the championship aura is too dazzling?"
And then, this is what happened.
She showed up at the training ground and trained with Gawain, but what was the result?
Mistakes, mistakes, and more mistakes.
Three consecutive shots went out of bounds. Even in a training match, this kind of performance would be terrible. It was simply incomprehensible.
Zhang Shuai couldn't forgive herself. She was extremely anxious, but couldn't find a solution. She just kept spinning in circles like a headless fly.
It felt like... like suddenly I didn't know how to play basketball anymore, and the nightmare came back again.
"Zhang Shuai?"
A call came from the other side of the court. Zhang Shuai looked up and saw Gao Wen coming to the front of the net. She quickly put away her annoyance, picked up her racket, swung back and forth like a swing, and walked towards the net in a series of small steps, but she was still annoyed no matter how she thought about it.
Emotions are all written on the face.
Gao Wen didn't need to be a mind reader to see that, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he spoke.
"Have you noticed? The ball used in the Australian Open is slightly heavier."
This sentence successfully brought Zhang Shuai back to reality. She raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of confusion, not knowing what was going on: Heavy? What does this mean? The balls used in the four Grand Slams all have relevant regulations. Even if there is some error between the balls, it is only a few millimeters. Moreover, Wilson tennis balls are used in the Australian Open and the US Open. Why are the tennis balls used in the Australian Open heavier? However, Gao Wen gave a positive look and gently shook the tennis ball in his hand.
"I'm talking about the quality of the ball."
"In terms of physical quality, there may be only a slight difference, which is completely a reasonable error in the production process. Obviously, they are in compliance with regulations."
“However, the quality of the ball is slightly different, which may affect the feel of the shot.”
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"The US Open and Australian Open use the same brand of tennis balls, but Wilson provides two series of tennis balls, the US Open series and the Australian Open series."
"Overall, the tennis balls at the US Open are softer and lighter, while the tennis balls at the Australian Open are harder and heavier."
"When we got the new balls, it was very obvious that the Australian Open tennis balls were less elastic. At the same time, if you test the tennis balls that have been hit countless times, the Australian Open tennis balls are still harder. In comparison, the US Open tennis balls are lighter and more floating, and the whole fluff is easier to explode."
“It was like being struck by lightning.”
As he was talking, Gawain made a gesture of his hair standing up and made a face.
Zhang Shuai couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing -
Gawain was indeed quite different from the image they had imagined in their minds.
Gao Wen then handed the tennis ball to Zhang Shuai and asked Zhang Shuai to feel it with her palm.
"Overall, tennis balls at the Australian Open are more durable, while at the US Open, you have to change the ball in time."
"Also, it's hot and humid in Melbourne so our muscles feel more stress and the tennis ball itself is a little heavier because of the humidity."
"So, when you hit the ball, don't just use force, you can control it a little bit."
"Especially when we aim at a blind spot or the baseline to hit the ball, blindly exerting force can easily cause the ball to go out of bounds. However, using the strength of the wrist to control it can achieve unexpected results."
"Well, are you ready? Shall we try again?"
Looking up, Zhang Shuai could see the light smile on Gao Wen's lips, blooming under the sun, and her mood also soared, and her tense heartstrings relaxed a little silently.
Maybe, training with Gawain wasn't such a terrible thing.
Emotions were surging, but Zhang Shuai was still speechless. She just nodded stupidly to show her agreement.
With my right hand, I squeezed the tennis ball tightly, then tossed it gently, using my palm and fingers to feel the difference. Is the ball used in the Australian Open really different?
While thinking, Zhang Shuai turned and walked to the baseline, ready to practice again.
(End of this chapter)