Chapter 968: Hot

"Train while relaxing", what kind of devilish statement is this?

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

The wheels of the bicycle trainer turned like the hum of an air-conditioning engine, and it suddenly stood out in the silence, but no one could react.

Even Pelt's pupils were trembling violently.

The previous second he was arguing with Sampras, and they were only a glance away from a fight; the next second he actually saw Gawain riding a bicycle calmly, and he still couldn't control his shock, and a bomb exploded in his brain.

boom.

Tobias was the first to come back to his senses. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was smiling, with a somewhat absurd expression, "Gawain, I have never seen anyone who loves training so much."

Gawain's feet were still pedaling without any response. He sat up straight and shook his head. "No, John, I really, really, really don't want to train right now. Believe me, every cell in my body is protesting. My muscles feel like I'm abusing them."

Puff.

Such a vivid performance made Agassi unable to hold back and burst out laughing.

Gao Wen also smiled.

"So, Martin, starting tomorrow, for the next three days, I will cancel the formal training and just do simple recovery training to rest and adjust myself."

Pelt opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to refute, but Tobias gave him a look. Pelt was stunned for a moment, and then slowly reacted:

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, Gao Wen actually has "work".

After winning the championship, Gao Wen needs to cooperate with the Australian Open officials to carry out a series of photo shoots and promotional activities.

This includes communicating and interacting with child players, meeting and thanking caddies, volunteers and staff, as well as related promotional itineraries to promote the Australian Open, and so on.

In other words, this was supposed to be “holiday time”.

After winning the US Open, Gao Wen should have had the experience and would definitely not forget it, but Gao Wen still specifically pointed it out, which means -

Last time, everything was new and unfamiliar, and also so shocking that they were in a panic, causing Gao Wen to stay away from the training ground for a long time. His condition hit rock bottom, and it took him two full months to slowly get back to his form. This was a painful lesson.

This time, they will definitely not make the same mistake again.

Therefore, Gao Wen already had an idea in mind.

This is good news.

Pelt's last bit of worry also disappeared. He should believe in Gawain: Like Ferrer and Davydenko, Gawain is also a diligent and conscientious player. He proved himself with his daily training and life habits, and won Pelt's trust.

The brief communication between Tobias and Pert did not attract Gawain's attention.

He was really too tired now, his brain couldn't function properly, he could only focus on one thing, cycling was basically maintained by instinctive conditioned reflex, talking took up most of the brain's memory capacity, and as the conversation continued, he naturally had no time to pay attention to these details.

"But today is not over yet."

"Even if it's a final, it shouldn't be any different from any other game. It's just a more difficult game."

Sampras glanced at his teammates and laughed happily. "Well said, it's just a harder game."

Sampras nodded repeatedly, his face full of approval.

Previously, Sampras told Gawain that the Grand Slam is the Grand Slam, which is true; but the Grand Slam is also just an ordinary event in the tour, no more and no less, and they should not take it too seriously, otherwise they will lose their composure and tend to perform poorly.

It now seems that Gao Wen truly understood what Sampras said, which is a good thing.

Gawain shrugged slightly.

"I just need to hold on a little longer, just a little longer."

It’s just like the last moment of the deciding set. If you hold on a little longer and fight a little harder, “when you’re at the end of your rope, there’s always a way out.” It’s probably like that.

When he was broken in the first match point, and when he was chased by two points in a row in the second match point, a lot of thoughts flooded into his mind, but Gao Wen held on to this belief, and finally persevered, fighting a way out with his own hands and feet.

The same is true now.

Even though every muscle in his body was protesting, Gawain still needed to hold on a little longer.

Habits are hard to form but easy to break. Once broken, getting back on track becomes twice as difficult. So, he needs to keep it up.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

His calves felt like they were filled with lead, but Gawain gritted his teeth, maintained a steady pace, and continued to pedal, exploring his limits bit by bit.

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Sampras turned to look at Pelt, his face full of helplessness, "I feel like we were just fools for arguing just now."

Pelt remained expressionless and replied calmly, "You are a little dumber than me."

"So you admit that you are stupid too?" Sampras didn't mind at all and said with a laugh, and then Agassi and Tobias both laughed.

Just as Pelt was about to retort, there was a commotion in front of him.

Rustling.

At a glance you can see old man Rod Laver surrounded by people.

The moon is surrounded by stars.

This highly respected tennis star truly holds a supreme status in Australia, and this can be deeply felt wherever he goes.

When he was young, Laver would fly around the world to watch the four Grand Slams live, but as he got older, such opportunities became fewer and fewer; however, this legendary figure can still be seen in Melbourne Park every year, and has become another landscape of the Australian Open.

Gawain, who was cycling, saw Laver the first time he saw him. Before he could make any move, Laver had already walked over nimbly.

"Hey, Gawain, I'm still missing a selfie with you."

The old man said with full energy.

"Just now at the award ceremony, I wanted to take two photos, but I was too late, and the flashes of the reporters also disrupted my plan."

"There is no other way. I can only use my privilege to go through the back door. How about it, do you think I can have the honor to take a photo with you?"

The light words, with Laver's unique humor, made Gawain's face spread with a big smile. He nimbly left the bicycle trainer, took the initiative to greet Laver, and replied.

"Since the fans have asked for it, of course I have to satisfy them. I have been relying on my warm and friendly image towards the fans to walk in the professional tennis world."

The humorous joke, without any trace of the celebrity's timidity and respectfulness, instantly made everyone around burst into laughter.

Laver started laughing too, but his attention quickly shifted to his phone, which he held far away and fiddled with seriously.

"Wait, wait a minute. I need some time to fight these technologies. Even though it takes some effort, believe me, I will always be the winner."

(End of this chapter)