Even if you walk alone, even if you stand alone, even if you are alone, even if you face the whole world alone, so what?
He won't give up!
Not only will he not do it, but he will fight to the end!
To live a new life and be reincarnated as a human being, he is not here to compromise or live an ignoble existence. He is here to chase his dreams, to bloom his life, to enjoy his life, and to live like a summer flower.
Keep your fighting spirit high and never bow down!
He will fight to the end until he is burned out. Regardless of the length of his life, he will do his best at every moment to live out his own color.
So, what if you stand alone on the edge of a cliff facing thousands of troops?
He will fight his way through bloody battles!
He will rush towards the dawn with tenacious resistance!
Let the storm come more violently.
"ah!"
Gawain, release them all without reservation.
"Ahhh!"
In front of the packed house of Rod Laver Arena, he vented wantonly——
What about the boos? What about those sighs? What about the support?
Where are your voices? Why disappeared?
Who else!
Anyone else who dares to fight head-on, feel free to come over! He hasn't finished fighting yet!
The smell of blood lingers on the tip of the tongue, and the passion and publicity in his eyes bloom wantonly.
"Ahhh!"
Gawain, who was roaring and roaring, sweating profusely and with protruding veins, faced the Rod Laver Arena of Notre Dame by himself and bravely issued a challenge.
Like a bloody war god.
The fierce and powerful aura rolled over and swept the entire stadium, overwhelmingly filling the entire stadium. The vast fighting spirit formed an absolute suppression, making it almost impossible to breathe, so that everyone could not help but crawl under him. under the feet.
Shivering.
Worship.
Not only the fans in the UK and Australia, but also the Chinese fans were in shock and fanaticism, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
Only the blood is burning.
On the court.
Murray tried his best and took a big step forward at the last moment, but still failed to catch up. The extreme exertion of physical strength made his knees weak.
Following the trend, Murray knelt down directly and buried his head deeply on the court. He was panting like an ox and could not stand up for a long time.
He really tried his best in this point and game. He had already shown his best performance, but he was still broken in this game.
He has really used up the last drop of fuel.
However, Gawain's stroke of genius was still too wonderful, too wonderful, and the feeling of powerlessness dragged his body down and kept him from even getting angry.
At this moment, the only thought in my mind is admiration.
Pure and simple, the admiration of one tennis pro for another, because Murray knows better than anyone:
At this point, both of them have played to the extreme.
Uncontrollably, Murray's body trembled slightly, not because he was crying, but because he was exhausted. The extreme physical strength was still not completely over. Both his mental and physical strength had been exhausted to the extreme. His mind went blank, and then his body trembled uncontrollably. .
dizzy.
The whole world was spinning, and the buzzing in my head was ebbing and flowing.
In the distance, Murray heard a faint voice.
"Andy, are you okay?"
As if it was transmitted from the other side of the valley, waves of reverberations lingered in my ears.
The tinnitus disappeared. Murray raised his head again, and then saw Gawain's concerned expression, and his eyes shining with sincerity.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Murray's world is still spinning, there is a pain in his chest, and his breathing is not smooth, as if countless embroidery needles are drilling into the air holes of his lungs.
Looking at Gawain's outstretched right hand, Murray hesitated for a moment, then took hold of Gawain's right hand and stood up again with the help of strength.
"Thanks."
Murray said.
Then he saw Gao Wen look over with concern and asked again, "Are you sure you're okay? Do you need a medical timeout?" This made Murray smile.
"Don't worry, Bones can still run around again."
Gawain and Murray both laughed.
In the players box.
Judy Murray was the first to stand up and applaud——
It is to cheer for Murray, but also to applaud Gao Wen’s spirit of fair play. Both players deserve a round of applause at this moment.
Snap, snap, snap.
Bang bang bang!
The applause gradually gathered, from Chinese fans, to neutral fans, to British fans, and finally, local Australian fans also applauded.
Emotions at this moment are mixed and turbulent.
Maybe, some people were impressed by Gawain's wonderful performance and sportsmanship after all; maybe, some people cheered for this wonderful duel.
Maybe, someone is cheering for Murray. This game is obviously not over yet. At this moment, it has nothing to do with victory or defeat, but with competitive sports.
One after another, applause swept the entire audience, and the men's singles semifinals finally reached its true climax.
At this moment, the purity and passion of competitive sports are vividly displayed. It is about winning and losing, but it is far more than that.
However--
The viewers in front of the TV, in Melbourne Park, in the streets and alleys, and those who are drinking, relaxing and enjoying a moment of leisure have lost confidence.
Time stands still and is unlocked smoothly.
Then, life returned to normal again, moving on, talking, living, and no one paid attention to this Australian Open semi-final.
After being broken in two service games, Murray's hope of victory has become increasingly slim, especially the contrast between the two players' states at this stage is even more stark.
Some people lack the faith to continue watching, some are too stressed and dare not continue watching, and some suspect that the bad luck they have brought to Murray by watching the live broadcast is the fundamental reason why Murray is in such trouble...
So, they turned off the TV, left the live broadcast, turned back to their own lives, and pretended to have forgotten the game.
However, deep down in my heart, I was always worried about the score, and that faint flame of hope was still not extinguished, just like the second boot upstairs that had not yet fallen.
After all, you should always believe in miracles in competitive sports, right?
Then you can see that some people keep refreshing social networks, some keep refreshing the real-time score of the Australian Open official app, some secretly turn on the radio to eavesdrop on the live broadcast, and some ask friends through the chat group about the live score but regret it just after asking. With "Don't Tell Me"...
A little worried, a little concerned, wanting to ignore it, but unable to calm down completely. Then, the mood was completely disrupted, and he couldn't calm down.
Even more painful than watching the game live.
Until I finally couldn't bear it anymore, I had the feeling that if I extended my head and retracted my head, it would be the same as a knife. Regardless of victory or defeat, I always needed to witness a result.
He hurriedly turned on the TV, hoping for a miracle, and then——
"7:6(9)", "6:7(5)", "6:3", "6:0".
There are no miracles.
At the end of the game, in the fourth set, Gao Wen sent out his first donut at this year's Australian Open and advanced to the finals with pride.
Liquidation, successful.
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