what... what?
He actually won!
boom!
MacDonald was the first to raise his arms high, and he leaped into the air, his mind was full of words, but he couldn't say a word, he just screamed.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
That's my teammate! That's my buddy! That's our Bruins player!
"Ahhh!"
The audience is boiling!
The most important thing is that Gao Wen scored all five points through offense without Kyrgios' mistakes. This also means that Gao Wen completely controlled the situation and took the initiative from the beginning to the end. , and rare!
cheer! shout!
applause! Whistle!
Sweeping the audience like a storm!
Even though they didn't know Gao Wen at all, who could refuse such a wonderful duel just now?
Even Gao Wen himself was very, very surprised.
Objectively speaking, Kyrgios is indeed an insurmountable mountain for the current Gawain,
But with a little bit of strength, a little bit of luck, and a little bit of accident, Gao Wen actually shaved Kyrgios' bald head, and won the victory in such an incredible way.
Gao Wen's first reaction was to clenched his fists, and a smile crept up to the corner of his mouth, blooming—
This is the reason why he likes the game. These confrontations, these sweats, and these cheers seem to be able to truly feel that life is burning alive.
Then, Gawain looked over and could see that Kyrgios could no longer control his emotions and began to smash the racket.
one time. Twice. Three times.
Wow, the whole racket was shattered like this, the powerful force made the racket look so weak.
It wasn't until the racket was completely scrapped and officially classified as garbage that Kyrgios finally calmed down. Only then did he realize:
This is not an official game, there is no need to be so serious.
Kyrgios couldn't be bothered to put on a smile and put on a show. Holding a tattered racket, like a ten-meter machete, he wobbled to the front of the net, and shook hands with Gawain politely—
In fact, it was not a handshake, but a perfunctory clap of the palms.
Kyrgios gave Gawain a hard look, "You should know that if you play a set instead of five points, you won't be able to win, no matter how much you dribble."
Of course Gao Wen knew it, but he couldn't admit defeat at this moment.
Gao Wen raised his eyebrows lightly, and stared back without showing any weakness. Not only did he not lose the wind in front of Kyrgios with his powerful aura, but he also had a faint advantage.
As if hitting a wall, Kyrgios smiled angrily and nodded again and again, "Very well, I remember you, and I look forward to seeing you in the professional arena in the future."
Kyrgios didn't ask any questions at all, he knew that with Gawain's strength, he was definitely not an amateur.
Gao Wen really wanted to tease Kyrgios. If he said "Oh, I'm not interested in professional games, I just play in my spare time", would Kyrgios explode on the spot?
Considering that after the charity exhibition game, it is estimated that this group of freshman players will come to clean up the stadium. The flesh and bones all over the floor should not be easy to clean up, so Gao Wen swallowed the words that came from his mouth.
Kyrgios turned and left. Gawain slightly raised his eyebrows as he looked at the muscular back. He had no doubt that if he provoked him again, the tennis court might turn into a boxing ring. He didn't mind. Competing with Kyrgios, but wanting the NCAA's strict standards for violence, the idea was snuffed out at the slightest spark.
"This fan, judging from your skill, doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Are you playing in a tournament now?"
The problem is, even in the tournament, if Kyrgios can shave his bald head, he should be at least one of the top 300 players. Why does the young face in front of him look so unimpressive?
"Ah, no, no, I'm still studying, I'm a student, but I'm on the school tennis team."
No wonder!
Ho **** ho!
Fans of the Bruins cheered.
Kyrgios' stiffness eased a little, which is barely excusable if he's an NCAA player, but... wait! Why does he speak as if losing to NCAA players is not ashamed? He is a professional player, ranked in the top 200 in the world! NCAA players can only be considered semi-professionals, okay?
Meow.
Kyrgios was about to swear again.
"So that's it, NCAA players, is the team ready to attack the championship this year?"
"Ha, of course, this is our goal. But it still depends on the performance of Klay and Marcos. I am just a substitute player and I will work harder in the future."
ah! What?
substitute?
A mere substitute?
The host and Gao Wen were talking, but Kyrgios was struck by lightning, frozen in place, unable to move, and a hundred thousand mud horses galloped past in his heart.
"Wow, it seems that the Bruins are full of talents. We also look forward to your success in the NCAA this year."
"Thanks."
The host has finished the interview, and then Raonic and the next audience will be ready to appear.
The scene became lively again.
Gao Wen finally left the court, and he could vaguely feel a scorching gaze~www.mtlnovel.com~ subconsciously looked over, and then saw Sharapova looking at himself meaningfully, without much expression, appearing He is cold and arrogant, but there is still a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
Gawain nodded politely, and without thinking too much, he could see Raonic with a concerned face.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine, Milos, come on, I look forward to your performance."
After a simple greeting, Gawain walked towards Macdonald's position, and the audience next to him all started booing.
Ho **** ho!
How lively!
The audience couldn't wait to come forward and give Gao Wen a high-five, as if the dragon-slaying hero had returned triumphantly, and everyone wanted to be happy.
The noisy scene attracted the attention of the host, and Raonic didn't mind, he looked at the lively corner with a smile, and cheered with everyone.
But for Kyrgios, it was a torment, an overwhelming torment, and every little voice on the scene was laughing at his failure.
In the end, Kyrgios couldn't hold back after all, and fled the scene directly under the pretext of going to the toilet, disappearing from everyone's sight, and did not appear for a long, long time.
Nobody knows what Kyrgios did in the locker room.
Later, when Gawain and Macdonald returned to the dressing room, they could find fist marks one after another on the wall, and they couldn't help clicking their tongues. Sure enough, the young people were still full of energy, and they were not afraid of getting hurt, so they tested the wall firmly. Hardness, do not know who won.
"Maybe, this time he can finally win once."
MacDonald said very seriously, which made Gawain laugh out loud.