final winner

This game is really important. "

When Duan Chen arrived at the player's box, the fifth set had already begun.

Before the other person sat down, he gasped and yelled loudly, asking viciously: "Why did you let him continue? Why didn't you abandon the game? He can't fight anymore in this situation!"

There was silence in the player's box.

In the end, Paul looked at Lu Dongxu running on the court and said, "Tennis is like this—one person's game, one person's decision." He looked up at Duan Chen: "This is Wimbledon, he wants to win, you know? "

Duan Chen sat down a little dejectedly, looked at the court, and said softly, "I don't understand."

The game began to become extremely long.

The scores are still intertwined, but everyone can see that Lu Dongxu's running is obviously not as fast as before. Judging from the score, he is not behind, because he has really given everything he has to fight this game.

***

"The audience at the scene was very enthusiastic today-Lu is now accepting his second medical suspension. Sneda expressed his understanding and did not express any dissatisfaction."

"The doctor said that Lu's condition is not very serious. Of course, it is best to receive treatment and stop sports immediately, but if you insist, the game can continue."

The score stopped at 3-5.

The place where Lu Dongxu received the suspension of physical therapy was very close to the player's box, and Duan Chen was still angry, sitting beside him and watching coldly, instead of looking at Lu Dongxu, he looked ahead, just in time for the big screen.

However, at this time, the big screen naturally cut to Lu Dongxu's shot, and he allowed the medical room to spray quick pain-relieving medicine on his thigh for preliminary treatment.As he lowered his head slightly, the necklace around his neck dangled unwillingly, and the ring on it was exposed to everyone's eyes.

Lu Dongxu also found the ring. Unaware that the camera was looking at him, he lowered his head, brought the ring to his lips with one hand, kissed it lightly, and then carefully tucked the ring back.

He was obviously suffering from great pain, but he showed everything so tenderly.

As Duan Chen watched, tears welled up all of a sudden, crying for nothing, his vision blurred.

Depend on.

Actually...you don't need to win at all, idiot.

It doesn't matter what number you are in the world, whether you hold the cup or the plate, it's the best one in my heart.

The camera swept across Lu Dongxu's player box, and Duan Chen didn't realize at all that, as a big man, he couldn't help himself crying in front of the whole world.

The loving British people were collectively silent... suddenly they seemed to understand something...

***

"Today's competition has been going on for almost four hours. As expected, the old saying is true. At the end of the competition, everything returns to the contest of will."

"Sneda was returned with a break and the score was back to 5-5."

Duan Chen's eyes were still red, Duan Ruitian patted his son's shoulder: "It's fine."

Duan Chen nodded, his eyes still looking at the stadium, not wanting to let go of the scene that he had finally seen... Lu's mother behind her was also feeling distressed, but she still comforted him: "He knows it well, don't blame him."

Duan Chen: "Yes. I see."

In fact, his mind has returned to the court.

Everyone looked at him like this, didn't say a word, and didn't feel relieved about him. He was crying so badly just now...Suddenly, a crutch poked Duan Chen: "Well, Orient is fighting for honor, and it's fine if the man gets hurt a little bit." What, don't be sad, it's worth a fight to win in such a great event!"

Duan Chen looked back and saw a handsome old man with gray hair from a foreign country.

"!" Duan Chen: "Well, grandpa, you are right."

Grandpa: "Since you are the man behind him, you must support his decision. British tennis has been in decline for so many years, and there is always a need for a..."

Duan Chen: "..."

Before Grandpa finished speaking, the score jumped again, 6-5, and Lu Dongxu secured the serve.

Duan Chen: "..."

The win came too fast.

In the fifth set of the final, with a stalemate score, everyone waited with bated breath.

The camera once again took a close-up of the necklace Lu Dongxu was wearing, trying to take a picture of the ring.At this time, people once again clearly realized that if he wins, he will create a brand new legend.

However, no matter how important a game is, it is won by one point by one point!

Unbelievably, Lu Dongxu once again took the lead in a game.

"At this time, the bodies of both sides have already entered fatigue, and the game is completely based on feeling! Sneda has more experience, but he forgot that the opponent is an unfamiliar opponent! He is so young, people still don't know him. How much potential is there! Everything is back to the most primitive long racket confrontation-look at this decisive shot! Sneda didn't catch it! Press the line! The line judge didn't call!"

The score jumped to 7-6.

The commentator was too excited: "The line judge didn't shout! Sneda asked Hawkeye! The referee hasn't announced the winner or loser of the normal game, let's take a look at this ball!"

Lu Dongxu knelt on one knee on the court, really exhausted, supporting his body with a racket in one hand.

He was facing the player's box, didn't look at the screen, Duan Chen had already stood up, didn't want to see if the last ball was on the line, but just looked at Lu Dongxu blankly.

He loves him.

At this time, the audience all stood up, raised their heads one by one, stared at the screen, held their breath, and watched the Hawkeye replay of the last ball.

The trajectory of the tennis ball was restored, hitting the bottom line!

"Strike the line! The Chinese teenager's signature pinch shot - no problem - and it's Lu who wins! He wins! He wins! A brand new Grand Slam winner!"

Thunderous applause!

Duan Chen cried out again with no promise.

Amid such standing applause, Lu Dongxu stood up, the camera followed his back, and everyone looked at him, seeing him throwing the racket, shaking hands with the opponent and the referee, and ran up the road alone. In the auditorium, he found his player's box.

Duan Chen didn't even think about how embarrassing he was, he was also looking for Lu Dongxu himself, and when their eyes met, they hugged each other tightly.Duan Chen was covered by a man younger than himself, choked up and couldn't say anything.

"You scared me to death! You! You really can't do this anymore!"

"Well, here you are."

"Damn...you're already like this, can I not come?"

Lu Dongxu smiled softly: "I'm sorry."

"I don't forgive you! You idiot! Idiot!"

Duan Chen couldn't greet Lu Dongxu with dirty words, he cursed the word idiot over and over again, and felt too wronged while talking, and was about to say why you didn't respond, when he suddenly felt something put on his finger.

Duan Chen's first thought turned out to be: Fortunately, I wisely prepared for something that might happen today and took off that ring in advance...

He looked up at Lu Dongxu.

The boy didn't know when he had grown up enough to be completely dependent on him. Although he was very tired and his face was still covered with sweat, there was still tenderness in his dark blue eyes.

Unbelievably gentle.

"Hmm..." Lu Dongxu's voice was a little low, the corners of his mouth raised, not tired, it was a relaxed and happy smile, "I love you, marry me."

His gentle breath breathed in his ears.

Duan Chen hugged him back vigorously, and laughed through his tears: "Okay, I'll marry you."

Finally one day I stood on the pinnacle of glory.

Thank you for belonging to each other.

Thank you for walking along the way and having you by my side.

Thank you for the past, future and I love you, defined as a lifetime.

The author has something to say: ╭(╯3╰)╮

There's too much to say, so I'll make an afterword...

☆, postscript

I still have to apologize for not updating yesterday, because I said the day before yesterday that I would update it yesterday ╮(╯_╰)╭...mainly because I went home for the National Day, and I didn’t expect that there are so many things waiting for me when I go home.

When I read the text myself, I don't like that the author's words don't count—of course, no one will like this.Anyway, what I mean next is that everyone who reads the article is very important to me. I am very sorry if I make you feel unhappy.

Poor writing cannot be controlled in a short period of time, and the author's integrity issue can still be controlled, so I'm still sorry...I'm really sorry.

In fact, I have been writing for more than half a year in the past, and I don't have much time to read books.I am a person with very little knowledge and I am also very lazy, so my writing has not been good—I want to work hard, but I can’t work hard. Anyway, the next question is how to be a top student, which is simply a mystery.

I really want to work hard.

Hey, what are you going to say? '

Oh, oh, this article is really written, and I found that I completely deviated from my original intention!I really wanted to write a high-level competitive article, but maybe everyone can see that my competitive content is not well written-because I found it really difficult to write. Hey!

Before writing this article, I bought two books, one is Li Na and the other is Nadal's autobiography.Yes, I mean Nadal's autobiography in the last book Lu read.Is Nadal my idol~

But I'm still off topic.

A little dissatisfied with myself.

But it's a pleasure to write.

I wrote a lot of words today, why can I write so long postscript every time... By the way, an author I like very shamelessly said: It is normal to write a story that I like, that’s how I am writer...

→_→

I'm so envious, of course I don't want to be the same writer as him.But every writer wants to write a story he likes, and it would be even better if he could stop and delay the draft at will...

It's all bullshit.

In the end, I made an advertisement persistently. My new article has already opened. I am writing about martial arts. Although I have only written [-] words, I can’t update it today, but if you are interested, go and have a look. mwah!

In addition, this article may be revised many times. It is possible to pay attention, but the content should not increase. If it is updated, don’t worry about it-of course, I have no way to delete the collection like this...

Well, thank you everyone.

Bye bye!