Chapter 899: Cheers and Joy

A moment.

The split second between lightning and fire seems very long when described. The whole world slows down a hundred times, and one can even feel the dust particles flying in the light. But in reality, it is fleeting, and it happens before even a blink of an eye can be completed.

Bang! Nadal hits the ball.

straight line.

At the most critical moment, Nadal chose to break the net in a straight line, because the straight line was opposite to Gao Wen's forehand, and obviously Gao Wen's forehand was also an unstable side.

At the same time, Nadal added a lot of topspin, and the entire tennis ball was moving at high speed, and you could clearly capture the traces of the trivial fluff flying under the light.

5200 rpm! According to statistics, the rotation speed of the ball has exceeded 5,000 rpm. It is spinning, heavy, and rushing, and it collides in a straight line.

Gawain, fly up.

His footsteps slightly swayed towards his backhand position to create a fake move, but then his body moved sideways to the right.

Everyone knows that Gawain's forehand is relatively unstable. Nadal naturally knows it, and Gawain himself knows it too. This is an obvious thing.

Therefore, if Nadal chooses to break the net in a straight line, even if Gawain guesses it correctly, he can use super topspin to destroy the stability of Gawain's forehand and win himself a chance to break the net in the next shot.

This is Nadal's playing style. Even when breaking the net, he does not pursue a fatal blow, but remains patient enough and plays one shot at a time.

Forehand, straight line.

Got it right! Gawain, move fast.

But the problem is that game and counter-game are far from being that simple. Even if Gao Wen guessed the straight line, the speed of the ball was completely beyond imagination.

reason?

This is the net, not the baseline.

This is equivalent to Gawain's reaction time and space being compressed by half, and the power of Nadal's forehand shot is correspondingly amplified several times.

Everything is running at high speed.

Push off! Jump! Fly.

Gao Wen flew up into the air, dived, took the initiative and headed for the ball.

Wrist wrist wrist.

wrist!

This was the only thought in Gao Wen's mind. The biggest difference between hitting the ball at the net and hitting the ball at the baseline was that hitting the ball at the baseline required the wrist to be soft and wrap around the ball; but hitting the ball at the net was different.

If it is a small ball, then you need to have a delicate wrist and use different processing methods to deal with the rotation and complete the return.

If it is a volley or high pressure, the wrist needs to be straight because they need to ensure the angle of the racket face. In front of the net, a slight deviation in the angle of the racket face may lead to a huge mistake.

It is also because of this that forehand volleys at the net are often unstable because they are handled with one hand; while backhand volleys at the net with both hands are much safer because the two hands form a triangle of strength and are more stable.

at this time.

From the forearm to the wrist, it is completely straight, and the palm that is tightly holding the racket handle can even clearly feel the texture of the racket handle, and the muscles are completely tense.

But before he had time to adjust, the impact of the tennis ball arrived.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Turn, then, heavy; then, turn, turn very, very, very hard.

"ah!"

A roar erupted from deep within his dantian, and his right hand pressed forward and downward, crushing the flying body along with it, with all the weight combined.

Power, burst! Bang! Pop.

Tennis is like hitting a wall and bouncing back in an instant.

But Gao Wen didn't have time to observe where the tennis ball landed. His body was already falling rapidly, with gravity pulling at his heart and causing him to continue falling.

Bang.

One fell to the ground, and the other rolled over, curling up his body and rolling twice on the ground. The reaction force of the impact on the ground rubbed his skin and bones, but he was no longer concerned with the pain. After a dizzying moment, he immediately looked for the net and looked across the court.

Gurgle.

The tennis ball was rolling on the ground. Nadal tried his best to chase it, but he failed to catch up in the end.

Volley, hit! Winner! Match point, cashed! Win.

Wait, we won? After a roll, Gawain stood up, loosened his right hand, dropped his racket on the ground, and held his head, looking for his own player box in the bustling crowd with disbelief and joy.

Then, Gao Wen saw Sampras cheering with his arms raised, Agassi and Pelt hugging each other, Gao Hongli, Jiang Yanyun and Graf all stood up, jumping up and down and clapping their hands in celebration, and roaring towards the court one by one.

The whole audience was boiling.

Winner!

For the first time in his career, Gawain defeated Nadal in straight sets and reached the final four in his first Australian Open appearance.

I won, I actually won.

Joy and happiness, so pure and so simple, a smile just bloomed, like a fool, standing there in a daze.

It turns out that this is the power of dreams, so sweet and so wonderful. Even when it really comes true, I still can't believe it happened.

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Unlike the light-hearted competition in Flushing, this time in Melbourne Park, Gao Wen has to bear too much pressure. Although he will never be easily crushed, his mentality and feelings have indeed changed.

Facing Nadal, his favorite and most admired player on the tour, and the player he unfortunately lost to in the last match, this match was of extraordinary significance to Gawain.

He longs for victory, and more importantly, he longs for an honest victory. In this way, he can pay tribute to his idol and interpret the beauty of competitive sports and the magnificence of dreams.

Before going on stage, the disturbing thoughts in my mind were temporarily suppressed. Now I can finally release them. It is joy, happiness, beauty and moving.

Although this victory did not win the championship, it was the most important game for Gao Wen in this year's Australian Open.

Dreams come true.

A smile just bloomed, and Gawain couldn't help but open his arms, bathing in the starlight and lights all over the sky, wandering in happiness.

However, the live broadcast room was already going crazy.

Zhang Sheng's voice was slightly choked. He turned to look at the fanatical commentator from the European TV station next door, and a smile rose up involuntarily.

An impassioned explanation came to my ears.

"incredible!"

“Unbelievable!”

“Incredible!”

"Gawain! Gawain from China! Gawain who is only nineteen years old!"

"In his first time at Melbourne Park, he not only made it to the second week, but also defeated 2009 Australian Open champion Nadal and made it to the semi-finals."

"incredible!"

"Perfect performance! Wonderful match! Especially in the third set, facing Nadal who was in great form, Kovan played a perfect match. From tactics to execution, from touch to courage, Kovan showed the ability of a top player in all aspects and proved his strength with unparalleled performance."

"Most importantly, Gao Wen proved that winning the 2014 US Open was not an accident, absolutely not an accident."

"God!"

"We are witnessing history! History is being written!"

Blood boiling.

Passionate.

Zhang Sheng was also deeply affected by the emotions in the live broadcast room next door.

Zhang Sheng's voice trembled slightly, "... Gao Wen, played in the Australian Open for the first time in his career, and made it to the semi-finals in one go. We are indeed witnessing history."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but feel his heart surge, and there was a brief blank in his mind. Everything, in the end, just turned into one sentence.

"Wonderful."

“This game was really, really exciting.”

(End of this chapter)