Chapter 986 Uninvited Guests

Sampras's tense nerves relaxed. He could understand Agassi's thoughts, but he refused to understand.

So, he rolled his eyes and said mercilessly, "You are deliberately taking advantage of Qiao, right? You just want to reject me in person for once, right?"

Agassi pursed his lips quietly and smiled shyly, but said nothing.

Sampras was speechless for a while. Looking at Agassi's expression, he became so angry that he couldn't help but complain.

"You still think you've covered it up well? Steffi has seen through it a long time ago. Your whole family went to Melbourne to watch the game. With Steffi's intelligence, can't she see through your little tricks?"

"Think carefully, was it Steffi who took the initiative to suggest that the family go to Melbourne Park to watch the game?"

"She must have seen through your mind. Tell me, you will probably never escape from Steffi's control for the rest of your life."

Agassi didn't mind, he touched his bald head and said, "I enjoy it."

Sampras: ...Is he being fed a mouthful of dog food now?

Then Agassi nodded slightly.

"I know, Steffi should have seen it."

"But it's because Steffi saw it that I need to ask her opinion. We need to sit down and have a frank discussion."

In fact, the matter is still feasible. After all, all the clay court tournaments are concentrated in the European continent, and it only takes a few hours to travel back and forth; and the entire clay court season is just over two months, which is not a long time. After entering the grass court season, it is Sampras' time.

Even though Agassi had just rejected Sampras, it was clear from his words that he was already tempted.

Sampras still had some doubts, but Agassi's subsequent words confirmed his guess.

"Also, I want to ask if Steffi is willing to go to Europe with me. She hasn't been back to Germany for a long time, and Paris has always been one of her favorite cities."

"If Steffi is willing, don't forget that she is the real master of clay court."

After going around in circles, they forgot about the clay court masters, who were both far away and close at hand.

Graf, six-time French Open champion.

The most impressive moment was probably in 1988, when she defeated Natasha Zvereva with two eggdrops in the French Open final in just 32 minutes. In the same year, she completed the four Grand Slams plus the Olympic Gold Slam.

During her career, Graf won a total of 32 clay court titles and achieved 32 consecutive clay court victories from 1986 to 1988.

It turns out that Agassi also has his own plans and ideas:

Rejection is not a real rejection.

Sampras had no time to complain about Agassi, as his attention was completely drawn to Agassi.

"Yes, how could I forget?"

"Steffy's understanding of rotation is simply not on the same level as ours."

"Have you ever watched Gao Wen play in the NCAA?"

"He has always had his own understanding and use of spin, especially when he is not strong enough, he always knows how to use spin to break the balance. But later, when he entered the professional arena, which emphasized power confrontation, he gradually reduced the use of spin."

"That's why I always believe that he has more room for improvement beyond hard courts, both on clay and grass."

"If Steffi is willing to give Gawain some advice..."

As he spoke, Sampras became excited.

Even Agassi was all smiles.

It is hard to imagine that just ten seconds ago, the two men were on the verge of a fight, and Sampras wanted to eat Agassi alive.

Agassi motioned for Sampras to calm down.

“Don’t overthink it.”

"Steffy is definitely not interested in coaching or consulting work, so don't hold out too much hope."

"However, there should be no problem in giving some advice or pointers. In the end, it still depends on ourselves. Of course, the most important person is Gao Wen."

Sampras, however, simply didn't listen and kept making the "OK" gesture.

"I know, I know."

"Then go back today and discuss it with Steffi. If that doesn't work, I'll let Gawain talk to Steffi in person. I think Steffi likes Gawain very much."

As he spoke, Sampras's eyebrows lit up, as if Graf had already nodded in agreement.

Agassi was the leader, Sampras was the assistant, and Graf provided off-court advice.

Once it happens, Gao Wen's clay court season will find a backbone. Even if he does not achieve results this year, he will still be able to see hope.

Even more reliable than Sampras and Agassi in their prime years.

Agassi was a little amused.

He wanted to remind Sampras that the clay court season was still a long way off and that he should be thinking about Indian Wells and Miami now.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back because he couldn't suppress his excitement.

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The future is worth looking forward to.

There was a lightness in the air.

So when Gawain's training came to a temporary halt, he could clearly feel the eagerness between Sampras and Agassi.

"What's wrong?" Gao Wen was confused.

Sampras waved his hands repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay, Andre just told a joke."

"Andre?" Gao Wen was stunned and doubted his ears.

If it was Sampras telling a joke, it would be an accident but not a shock, but what about Agassi?

Agassi was speechless. This guy couldn't even lie. He spread his hands and said, "It's because the joke wasn't funny that someone complained about it."

Sampras nodded repeatedly like a nodding doll.

Gao Wen was a little confused. Why did he always feel that Sampras's expression looked as if he had a low IQ? Was he sure there was nothing wrong?

However, before Gao Wen could continue to ask questions, Sampras changed the subject and discussed the training plan with Pelt.

Very deliberate and very stiff.

Gao Wen felt something was wrong and couldn't help wondering what happened between Sampras and Agassi.

Agassi noticed Gao Wen's expression and quickly made a patch, "It's okay, we discussed the clay court season."

Only half of the words were said and half of them were hidden, but they were absolutely the truth.

Gao Wen suddenly realized, "It looks like there is good news."

Agassi just smiled and said nothing, and did not explain further.

As he was talking, Gawain noticed a figure wandering outside the training ground, seemingly unable to find the entrance. He was carrying a large equipment bag that was particularly conspicuous.

The NCAA spring season has kicked off, and the Bruins are traveling for an away game this week, so the practice field is basically empty and no players are to be seen.

After taking a closer look, Gao Wen couldn't help but reveal surprise in his eyes.

"Grigor?"

After calling out loudly, Dimitrov turned around outside the barbed wire, raised his right hand high and waved to Gawain.

Wait, wasn't Dimitrov back in Miami for training? Why did he come to Los Angeles? And he didn't call in advance, just suddenly appeared? Gao Wen quickly walked over to greet him.

Agassi let out a breath quietly. Gawain's attention was finally diverted and he was temporarily safe. Otherwise, he was not sure how long he could hold on.

(End of this chapter)