Chapter 859 Unknown Factors
Hualala!
Hualala!
The Margaret Court Stadium was erupting continuously, and the mighty heat waves were like a waterfall, pouring down along the golden sunlight, continuously impacting the skin, the pores could deeply feel the roar and scorching heat, and then they could not control themselves and burned together.
Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun were also entering the stadium, following the crowd in an orderly manner. The cheers from the entire stadium made them a little dizzy.
Hasn't the game started yet?
Right at this moment!
A group of young men who had painted their faces bright yellow passed by with their hands linked together, forming a train-like formation. One by one, they made faces at Gao Hongli and the others, stuck out their long tongues, and roared loudly with ferocious faces.
"Come on! Nick!"
"Roar, roar, roar! Nick! Nick! Nick!"
"Australia must win!"
A series of cheers and roars echoed in their ears. They did not stop, but raised their hands high, cheered and walked forward.
Then, there were echoes in my ears, and the other audience members nearby also followed suit, a beat or two later, and shouted along, as if it were an artificial echo wall.
"...Nick, nick, nick..."
“…Victory, victory, victory, victory…”
The lingering sound lasts for three days.
Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun looked at each other, then both laughed.
The viewing atmosphere of the Australian Open is indeed very different from that of the US Open.
Although the United States also has a large number of singles players ranked in the top 100 in the world, the audience has never been stingy with their enthusiasm and passion to cheer for the host players and create a home atmosphere; but New York residents will not go to such an extent, not so crazy, and not so dedicated.
So, in Flushing, what you feel is noise; while in Melbourne Park, what you feel is heat, sharpness, pressure, and even attack.
He walked to the players' box. Graf had arrived early and looked a little lonely. Jiang Yanyun immediately greeted her enthusiastically.
"Where's Andre?"
"They are still warming up with Gao Wen. He came on stage a little earlier than expected today because the previous game ended too quickly, so he needs to be careful with the warm-up and can't rush it. Andre and Pete are staying to watch."
"Ah, it's not okay to be too early..."
Jiang Yanyun was talking to Graf, but he was interrupted again after just a few words. A series of familiar Chinese mixed with English came from behind him.
"Come on! Gawain!"
"Victory, victory, victory!"
"Forward! Forward! Forward!"
Subconsciously, I turned my head to look in the direction of the voice, but I couldn't see any face at all. I only saw the five-star red flag held high and fluttering in the wind as I ran, leaving a long series of red blushes in the bustling crowd.
Jiang Yanyun was stunned, not knowing whether he should respond or how to respond.
As a result, around the aisle you could see a group of people of different skin colors and faces raising their hands high towards the five-star red flag and shouting together.
"Gawain!"
"Gawain Gawain!"
Cheers and shouts rolled forward like waves.
Jiang Yanyun couldn't help but smile, filled with happiness and joy. He retracted his gaze to look at Graf, and then saw Graf also raised her clenched fists and cheered along with him.
"Gawain will win!"
Ha ha.
Both of them laughed.
Graf gestured to Jiang Yanyun, "In today's game, off-court interference should be an unknown factor."
Jiang Yanyun turned around and saw a long wave of people surging and spreading endlessly across the entire venue.
At the same time, the splendor of blue and the flamboyance of red collided with each other, and the flags fluttering in the wind were everywhere in the Margaret Court Stadium. Although the faces could not be seen clearly, the enthusiasm that was constantly gushing out could be felt from the dancing of the flags.
In a trance, it was as if I was in the center of an active volcano, where the magma was bubbling and boiling, waiting to erupt, but the smell of sulfur in the air made me deeply feel the tension and restlessness of the impending eruption.
Even if you have personally experienced the ultimate showdown at Arthur Ashe Stadium, it is still hard to believe when you see this scene again.
Jiang Yanyun opened his mouth wide. "I thought this was only the case with football. So it turns out that tennis is also like this?"
Graf nodded. "It will be like this in Melbourne, but not in the other three Grand Slams."
It turns out that this is a feature.
The volcano is ready. Being in it is so magnificent and yet so small.
Yu Jia couldn't help but take a deep breath, the smell of gunpowder in the air made his heart beat faster.
"Coach Zhang, what do you think of today's game?"
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"Gawain should be fine."
In the midst of understatement, Yu Jia could deeply feel Zhang Sheng's confidence, which surprised Yu Jia a little -
From the fans' perspective, Yu Jia and Zhang Sheng certainly support Gao Wen unconditionally; but fans are fans, and professional opinions are another matter.
It is a little unbelievable to say this. Gao Wen has only been rising for half a year, but he has already won the trust of countless fans because of his excellent performance on the court.
In fact, the match between Gawain and Kyrgios is far from as easy as it seems, and its significance is far more than that.
The winner will become the first player since Federer in 2001 to reach the quarterfinals of different Grand Slam tournaments before the age of 20.
Maybe Gao Wen defeated Kyrgios at the US Open, but tennis is like this. Every meeting and every confrontation is a new game.
What's more, this is Australia, the home advantage cannot be ignored, and Kyrgios is also the kind of big-stage player. The bigger the stage and the more applause, the stronger his desire to perform.
But Zhang Sheng did not hesitate or waver.
Yu Jia was a little surprised and looked at Zhang Sheng twice more.
Zhang Sheng laughed, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and then explained.
"Gawain is a very proud man. He has his own beliefs and will. He will strive for victory with all his heart, but he will never do anything to win. Instead, after a failure, he will remember it deeply in his mind and wait for the next time to win it back on the court through a dignified game."
"His edge is all hidden in his bones. He won't easily expose his weaknesses, because players all know that emotional fluctuations are not good for tennis games."
"However, during the pre-match press conference, Gao Wen launched an attack. It was definitely not an impulse, but a tactic."
"At least that's what I think."
Zhang Sheng showed a big smile, didn't say anything else, and patted Yu Jia's shoulder.
"It's time to prepare."
"Who would have thought that our men's singles would make it to the second week of the Grand Slam again?"
Because of Zhang Sheng's words, Yu Jia's smile also rose happily. He turned around and took in the grand spectacle of Melbourne Park again. Then he clenched his fists tightly and followed Zhang Sheng's footsteps with big strides.
At the same time, in the player tunnel of Margaret Court Stadium, Gawain and Kyrgios were ready, standing at the entrance waiting for the notice to enter the court.
The battle is about to break out.
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