Match point

Chapter 1134
"AD: 40".

Gawain's situation.

The air in the court was bubbling. Although the game had just started, there were two consecutive rounds of stalemate. The two players quickly entered the state. State viewers were also caught up in the storm.

In this round, they had been entangled for more than 6 minutes without knowing it. Gao Wen won the second game point and won the chance to keep his serve again——

Only by keeping serve can it be regarded as fulfilling the advantage of the opening break and widening the score gap.

At this time, there are still spectators who have just arrived at the stadium one after another. If it is in a Grand Slam stadium, this situation will not happen, because security guards will be set up at each entrance to control the crowd during the game and require the audience to choose as much as possible. Enter the field during the break between innings or sets.

Of course, the order maintenance of the Masters is top-notch, but don't forget, this is North America, and the audience here is always so... capricious.

On the one hand, there is the anxious and intense atmosphere of the game.

On the one hand, it is the loose and casual atmosphere of watching the game.

As a result, the air surged slightly, and the whole atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Originally, Gao Wen was about to serve, but Zverev Jr. stood up straight and stopped him, signaling to the referee that someone was moving around in the audience stands.

Gao Wen also had to stand up straight, waiting for the audience to be seated.

Whether it's Zverev Jr. or Gao Wen, they are actually a little bit distracted at this time, or to be more precise, they are not so focused.

The confrontation in the previous point was really too intense and anxious, and the brain was short of oxygen for a short time, so that the concentration inevitably collapsed. Even if it was only 99% concentration, it was different from 100%. Take a short breath, 99% may be Continue to slide, blood loss is fast, fleeting.

The laxity of the audience stands made things worse.

This is also a characteristic of the North American game, which will not be experienced in the European season or the Australian season.

Gao Wen is very experienced in this regard.

Turn around, turn your back to the court, pat the ball, close your eyes, adjust your breathing, eliminate the interference from the audience stands, and at the same time stabilize the rhythm.

call……

After letting out a long breath, Gao Wen turned around again, returned to the bottom line, and was ready to serve.

Second District.

Gawain glanced at the position of Zverev Jr., then lowered his head and patted the ball.

Bow your knees!Kick off!
Throw the ball!Turn!
Then, swing.

The whole serving movement is smooth and elegant, and the body is completely stretched out like a goshawk spreading its wings. The full kick and streamlined swing turn all the advantage of height into strength, and hit the tennis ball heavily.

boom!
inner corner.

Sneak attack forehand.

In fact, in his first serving game, Gao Wen's serving routine was relatively simple, mainly chasing after the body, and there was no difference between forehand and backhand.

Part of the reason is that because of Zverev's height, although his feet are flexible, he is not very flexible in the movement of getting out of the way when receiving the serve——

This is a shortcoming left by Zverev Jr. in his teenage years. Later, after he has rich experience in the ATP campaign, this shortcoming has been made up for.

Part of the reason is that Gao Wen hopes to play more bottom-line rounds in the opening stage, so as to gain more hitting time for tactical layout and adjustment of touch.

However, since the NCAA period, Gao Wen's most outstanding and mature point is his interpretation of the game. He knows when to speed up, when to adjust, when to change, and most importantly, when to challenge the opponent. Apply pressure to break the balance of confrontation.

For example, now.

Obviously, Zverev Jr. has found some batting touch on the bottom line. Compared with the first game, the round ball in this round is more suitable for his style; therefore, he aggressively and continuously launched attacks, even a little eagerly, Trying to get back on track and get back the initiative.

All Gao Wen needs to do is:
interrupt him.

Serving is the starting point for the tactical layout.

So Gao Wen made a change.

The speed of the ball is not fast, that is, 185 kilometers per hour; more, the pursuit of lines and landing points, focusing on control, Gao Wen asked for a T point.

Inner corner!

On the middle line between the two service areas, the tennis ball hits the T point accurately, even slightly to the side of the first area, making the most of the space.

In the slow motion playback, it can be seen that after the tennis ball landed, it released a strong topspin, and the high-speed spinning tennis ball drew a full arc.

Little Zverev, panicking—

Although his position is also close to the forehand, he can move laterally at any time, and relying on the advantage of his arm length, he can easily complete the touch action; but this time, he made a wrong prediction and did not start in time, waiting for his whole body to push the ball out. At that time, the brain has already released the anger signal:
late.

ACE!

"Game, high."

"High lead, 2:0."

The referee had already directly broadcast the score, and with a firm attitude, confirmed that this was an ACE, and it was Gao Wen's first in the game.

Little Zverev tried his best to stretch his body, but he was still half a beat too late, he couldn't touch the tennis ball, and finally managed to control his body balance. Then little Zverev stood on the spot with his hands on his waist, his eyes were a little dazed , it is difficult to accurately describe the mood at this moment.

anger?upset?surprise?depressed?Annoyed?
Maybe some of all.

Little Zverev raised his head, looked towards the opposite side of the court, and saw Gawain at a glance——

Gao Wen watched the tennis ball land, nodded his head lightly, but did not clenched his fists to celebrate, but raised the racket, put it to his mouth, and blew crisply towards the head of the racket.

It looked like a western cowboy blowing away the smoke from his muzzle after completing his killing mission.

Arrogant, confident, calm, firm.

There was a hint of contempt in his eyes, as if the battle just now didn't take much effort.

Not even worth celebrating.

boom!
A burst of applause and cheers erupted from the audience stands. The bustling people stood up one after another, whistled, and cheered. Even though they hadn't fully entered the game state, Gao Wen's small movements still easily detonated the atmosphere of the scene. This is what they needed entertainment moment.

Even though the game had just started, the scene had already witnessed Gao Wen's full firepower, which made this youth storm even more violent!
hum...

Accompanied by the cheers of the audience, there was a loud "hum" in Zverev's mind, and all the noise and noise turned into a ball of noise and plugged his ears.

In an instant, all emotions surged towards the heart, the scalding hot blood exploded directly in the chest, and the world was plunged into scarlet.

Little Zverev gasped heavily, his chest pulled like a bellows, every breath seemed to be able to feel the bubbling and boiling of magma, gunpowder smoke and sparks were burning in his blood, his whole brain fell into chaos, fierce He stared at Gao Wen fiercely, wishing he could eat it alive.

what happened?

How can it be!

Question marks, accompanied by shock, confusion, confusion, incomprehension, and anger, filled his head, but he couldn't find the answer, leaving only mixed emotions rampant in his mind. In the end, little Zverev Standing in place, as if the machine had crashed, unable to react at all.

(End of this chapter)