At this time, Zhang Shuai stood where he was, with his head lowered, trying his best to hide his annoyance.
His healthy wheat-colored skin is covered with sweat, slightly reddened by prolonged exposure to the sun, and his long black hair, neatly tied into a ponytail, is also slightly disheveled during intense exercise. The movement shrouded it, concealing the emotion in the eyes.
After thinking about it, Zhang Shuai still couldn't forgive himself—
What is she doing with such a rare training opportunity?
Gao Wen, the Grand Slam champion, is not only the pride of China, but also the pride of the whole of Asia, writing history and glory with the attitude of being born out of nowhere.
Apart from speaking Chinese, he and them don't have much interaction.
He was born in 1995, a whole generation younger than them; he is a high-achieving student who was admitted to university by relying on his own ability, he speaks fluent English, chatting and laughing with reporters and other players; Live in another world like an alien.
Close at hand, yet seems out of reach.
They were a group of Chinese female players who came to Melbourne to compete, chattering and chattering about this young man, but no one dared to actually come forward to say hello.
Unexpectedly, it was Gao Wen instead.
When they passed each other on the training ground, Gao Wen took the initiative to stop and greeted them with a smile. He was kind and sunny without any pretensions.
So much so that a group of girls were all at a loss, and for a while, they didn't know how to respond.
In the end, Wang Qiang sneakily bumped her shoulder. Before she could react, she took a small half step forward in a daze.
Gao Wen looked over and cast a questioning look, only to see her at a loss, and said half-jokingly, "I'm a pig, not a tiger, or is it that I've already perfected my ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?" ?”
cold.
The joke is not funny at all.
In desperation, she herself had a hot head, and she didn't know how her thoughts turned, so she came up with a bold idea.
"No, I just want to ask, is there a chance to practice together with you? We have been looking forward to competing with the world's top players..."
As she talked, she didn't have confidence in herself, and she didn't know how to continue talking, so her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared altogether.
but didn't expect-
"Hurrah."
He said.
They didn't expect it at all, everyone was shocked, they didn't even care about the shyness and restraint, one or two looked at Gao Wen dumbfounded.
However, Gao Wen was completely unaware of the accident, and said bluntly with a bright smile on his face.
"No problem, I'll let my agent contact your agent and make an appointment."
"Unfortunately, not this afternoon, I have already made an appointment with Dimi to practice."
They didn't recover until Gao Wen left.
She looked at Gao Wen's leaving back like an idiot, but Wang Qiang and the others made a fuss excitedly, making horrible chicken crows.
Wang Qiang raised a question that no one could answer, "He looks like a big boy, but why do I always think he is particularly scary? Is it because of his performance on the court? Or is the championship halo too dazzling?"
And then, it just happened.
She appeared on the training ground and trained with Gao Wen, but what happened?
Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes.
Three consecutive hits were all out of bounds, such a performance, even in the training game, is also terrible, it is simply incomprehensible.
It was like...like all of a sudden, I just didn't know how to play, and the nightmare came back again.
"Shuai Zhang?"
A call came from the opposite side of the court. Zhang Shuai raised his head and looked over. He immediately saw Gao Wen coming to the front of the net. The net, but no matter how I think about it, I am still annoyed.
Emotions are all written on the face.
Gao Wen didn't need mind-reading skills to see it, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, he thought about it, and then he spoke.
"Have you noticed? The ball used in the Australian Open is slightly heavier."
These words successfully brought Zhang Shuai back to reality, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of confusion, he didn't know why:
Heavy?
What does it mean?
The **** used in the four Grand Slams all have relevant regulations. Even if there are some errors between the balls, they are only within a few millimeters; moreover, both the Australian Open and the US Open use Wilson tennis balls. heavier?
However, Gawain gave him another affirmative look, and lightly shook the tennis ball in his hand.
"I'm talking about spherical quality."
"In terms of physical quality, there may be a slight difference, which is entirely a reasonable error in the production process. Obviously, they all meet the regulations."
"However, the quality of the ball is slightly different, which may affect the feel of the ball."
"The US Open and the Australian Open use the same brand of tennis balls, but Wilson provides two series of tennis balls, divided into the US Open series and the Australian Open series."
"Overall, the tennis **** at the US Open are softer and lighter; the tennis **** at the Australian Open are harder and heavier."
"When we got the new balls, the feel was very obvious. The Australian Open tennis **** are less elastic; at the same time, if you test the tennis **** that have been hit countless times, the Australian Open tennis **** are still harder. , the US Open tennis ball is lighter and more floating, and the whole fluff is easier to explode."
"It's like being struck by lightning."
As he was talking, Gao Wen made an image of his hair standing on end, accompanied by a grimace.
Zhang Shuai couldn't hold back any more, and burst out laughing—
Gao Wen was indeed different from the image they imagined in their minds.
Immediately, Gao Wen handed the tennis ball to Zhang Shuai, motioning Zhang Shuai to feel it with his palm.
"Overall, tennis at the Australian Open is more durable, while at the US Open you have to change **** in time."
"Also, the weather in Melbourne is hot and humid, so our muscles feel more pressure, and the tennis ball itself is a little bit heavier because of the humidity."
"So, when hitting the ball, don't blindly use force, you can control it a little bit."
"Especially when we aim at the dead corner or hit the bottom line, it is easy to go out of bounds by blindly exerting force, but we can achieve unexpected results by using the strength of the wrist to control it."
"How about ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Are you ready? Let's try again?"
Raising his head, Zhang Shuai could see the light and uplifting smile on the corner of Gao Wen's mouth, blooming under the sun, and her mood was also lifted, and the tense heartstrings relaxed a little silently.
Perhaps, training with Gao Wen is not a terrible thing.
Emotions were turbulent, but Zhang Shuai was still speechless, he just nodded foolishly in agreement.
With his right hand, he squeezed the tennis ball in his hand heavily, then tossed it lightly, feeling the difference carefully with his palm and fingers. Is the ball used in the Australian Open really different?
Thinking about it, Zhang Shuai also turned around and walked to the bottom line, ready to practice again.
https://
The genius remembers the address of this site in one second:. Mobile version of Lewen Novel Website: