"Ladies! Gentlemen! Let us welcome Philipp-Kohlschreiber with a round of applause!"
The host's voice came from the live sound system, and the entire audience burst into applause, welcoming every player who appeared in the game with a warm and hospitable attitude.
Sosa was a little confused. It was her first time watching a game live. She had no idea what she should do. When she heard the applause, she subconsciously stood up.
result?
The wind was raging from all directions, and there was a burst of coolness. I looked around and saw that no one was standing up at all. She was just a polished commander, looking stupidly.
So, he quickly sat down again, pretended to be calm, continued to applaud, and kept comforting himself:
Very nice, responsive, no one should have noticed, she was safe and blended into the scene perfectly.
"ladies and gentlemen……"
The host's voice came again, and you could clearly feel that the deep voice settled down, creating a sense of tension with the dense sound of the bass drum.
"The one who is about to appear is your... Gawain!"
Buzz…
Buzz buzz...
The applause climbed up bit by bit, and the heat wave became more and more turbulent. Then, one after another, the audience stood up one after another, and in an instant it swept the entire venue.
Sosa had just sat down, looked around in panic, and quickly stood up with everyone, quickly observed a circle, followed everyone's gaze towards the entrance of the players' tunnel, and then——
Gawain!
Gawain appears!
boom!
The applause reached its peak in an instant, with screams, whistles, and cheers mixed in, exploding mightily, and the whole place surged.
The Gawain in front of him seemed slightly different.
Yesterday, during the close encounter, Gawain looked so tall and strong that even though she tried her best to raise her head, she couldn't see his eyes.
When he appeared on the stage, he was only the size of a palm, and his expression could not be clearly seen at all, let alone his eyes. He could only see the movement of waving his hands.
However, the key is here. The grandeur and majesty of the whole scene have all been reduced to the background. The physical perspective seems smaller, but the psychological feeling is larger.
just like……
The whole place was turbulent, the whole place was boiling, and the whole place was vast. They surrounded Gawain, surging and surrendering to him. The figure seemed to stand tall on the sky and the earth.
Is this my own illusion?
But why is it not surprising at all?
Moreover, she thoroughly enjoyed it, truly feeling the boiling blood and beating of the heart, and the sunshine in the sky was cheering and screaming.
Trembling all over!
It turns out that this is what it feels like to watch football live.
Roaring, bursting.
Obviously, in Indian Wells, Gowan was enjoying the home court treatment, and the residents from California welcomed him with the most enthusiastic and sincere applause.
This is not Gao Wen's first match in Indian Wells, but it is Gao Wen's first time on the center court of the Indian Wells Tennis Garden.
From the host to the audience, everyone was treated with the highest standards. Gao Wen just waved his hand, and the heat wave at the scene exploded——
Like Coachella.
If anyone asks, is there any difference between home and away games? Is the difference between home and away games in tennis as obvious as football and basketball?
Don't you feel the pressure when playing at home? Won’t those applause, those cheers, and those expectations all turn into eyes falling on your shoulders and become a burden?
To this, Gawain would reply,
"Is there a difference between boos and applause? Of course there is. Pressure and motivation are always objective, but who doesn't like applause compared to boos?"
Amid the majestic cheers from the audience, Gao Wen once again demonstrated his positive competitive status.
Thirty-three minutes.
Gao Wen won the first set, "6:1".
Sosa finally realized why people always say that if you really like a competitive sport, you must go to watch the game live.
Football, basketball, volleyball, racing, boxing...etc., all are like this, and tennis is no exception.
On the one hand, the entire speed, strength, footsteps, and confrontation are completely different from what you see on TV. The scorching air is enough to make you suffocate.
On the other hand, the atmosphere at the scene was completely different. We cheered for the winning score, were upset about the mistakes, cheered for the score, and were nervous about the crisis. The kind of immersion and devotion that united us all temporarily put aside all the worries in real life. , listen to the sound of blood boiling.
It feels as if another life force is blooming proudly deep in the soul.
Scalp numbness.
The soul trembles.
Even the sound of hitting the ball was different, exploding directly on the eardrums, like thunder, and goosebumps screamed like crazy.
Only when you are truly immersed in the scene can you feel it. Otherwise, the description in language will be so pale and the words will be eclipsed.
When Gao Wen easily won the first set with a winning point, the entire stadium erupted like a volcano, and Sosa also stood up.
Raise your hands.
Raise your arms and shout.
At this moment, she didn't need to worry about being woken up by a gunfight in the middle of the night. She didn't need to worry about seeing blood all over the floor when she opened the door to school in the morning. She didn't need to worry about hiding under the desk to avoid being hit by stray bullets during class. Worried that today may be the end of my life.
Looking at Gawain on the court, gently clenching his fists in celebration, Sosa's eyes ignited a glimmer of hope, getting brighter and hotter.
It burst into flames.
Starting today, she has a dream.
She began to believe in herself, believe that she could get out of the darkness, believe that she could have and realize her dreams, and believe that she could change her destiny.
She has no special talent or lofty ideals. She only has a simple and simple wish:
She wants to be a teacher.
She wants to pass on knowledge and hope, telling those children that even when life seems like endless darkness, it's not.
They can change their destiny with their hands, they can explore the world with their own feet, and they can rebuild their lives with their own hands.
A little spark, slowly passed on, is enough.
Of course, if possible, she also dreams of one day relying on her own strength to buy a plane ticket to New York and a ticket to Arthur Ashe Stadium, and then watch Gao Wen's game live.
She is just an ordinary little girl, without any great power or grand plan. She just wants to cherish this moment.
"Bah! Gawain!"
"Bah! Gawain!"
Sosa also joined the audience, high-fiving twice and cheering once, cheering for Gawain, shouting and shouting, and his smile just bloomed.
"mom!"
Sosa turned to look at her mother. It could be seen that she was still not used to the atmosphere. The scene in front of her was far from their lives.
Sosa jumped up happily and called his mother to join him.
Emma hesitated for a moment and slowly stood up. She was a little reserved, a little confused, and a little uncomfortable. After standing up, she still looked around carefully.
But no matter what, she finally joined everyone, joined her daughter, clapped her hands, applauded, and then quietly shouted together.
"...Gawain?"
It seems like it's not that bad?
(End of chapter)
