Chapter 107 Media attention
Buzz buzz buzz.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The air is surging, and the bustling crowd is rushing towards you, forming a dark mass that has a very visual impact.
Gao Wen’s first reaction was, did I go to the wrong place?
I took a half step back and looked at the sign behind me. It was Training Ground No. 1. Yes, it was the place where the men's tennis team trained every day.
So, what is happening now?
Brush, brush, brush.
The surging crowd slowed down a bit, and noticed someone entering the training ground. Their eyes began to flock over one after another, and a brief confrontation formed between people staring at each other. The atmosphere was a little subtle, and the awkwardness of staring at each other quietly spread. Then, the next second, a voice was heard -
"Gawain!"
Full of joy and relief, McDonald seemed to have finally waited for his savior, and he shouted with a slightly trembling voice and a hint of crying.
It was then that Gao Wen discovered that there was actually someone in the center of the crowd, surrounded by three layers of surging crowds, and that person was MacDonald.
"Hey, Mike, today..."
Gawain also shouted a greeting, and walked over hesitantly. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, the surging crowd turned around and swarmed over. A gust of air hit Gawain's head and made him pause. He retreated half a step, and before he was surrounded, he shouted harshly.
"stop!"
Then, just like a circus animal trainer, the impatient crowd actually paused and looked at Gawain eagerly. Their bright eyes were like hyenas seeing a rabbit, waiting for the hunter's command, and they would pounce on the rabbit and bite it.
The scene was joyful for a while.
Gao Wen was also full of questions, "Who can tell me what's going on?"
"Gawain, reporters, they are all reporters." MacDonald had already rushed out of the crowd, came to Gawain, and whispered to him.
"I don't know what happened. When I arrived at the training ground, they were already here. There was no room for conversation. They just surrounded me."
MacDonald glanced at the reporter furtively, then lowered his voice and muttered into Gawain's ear.
"Be careful, they keep asking some weird questions, like how do you feel about losing? Also, are there any disagreements within the team when you are the first singles player? They make it sound like Thompson and Gillon are bad guys."
The aggrieved expression seems as if he is complaining.
The question is, McDonald and Gawain are both freshmen, and McDonald's ranking in the team is higher than Gawain, but why does it feel like Gawain is a giant who can support McDonald?
The scene was very funny.
But neither MacDonald nor Gawain noticed anything unusual, as if they were very familiar with such situations.
Following MacDonald's words, Gawain carefully looked at the crowd in front of him, five, ten, fifteen... Although it was not clear, there should be more than twenty people. From the perspective of numbers alone, it was not a lot, but from a visual effect, they were all gathered together, just like a dark cloud, creating the illusion of hundreds of people.
Reporters? Why are they here?
At the University of California, Los Angeles, the men's tennis team has always been a championship team with a long historical tradition and rich championship experience. It is also the best in the entire NCAA. However, compared with the football team and basketball team, the attention focused on the tennis team has always been relatively low.
On the one hand, the overall strength of NCAA tennis has declined. Most of the talented players have gone to professional tennis academies for training, and the number of players worth paying attention to in college has been greatly reduced.
On the other hand, tennis, as an individual sport, does not resonate as well as collective sports. Moreover, without a draft from college to the professional league, the subsequent development of the players lacks growth and continuation, and there is a lack of gimmicks in terms of storytelling and exploration.
Naturally, the attention paid to it is much lower.
Overall, the news media has been paying attention to this men's tennis team. It's not that they have been ignored; but the degree of concentrated coverage and full attention is still relatively limited.
Relatively speaking, every time a rugby team wins a game, it always attracts a lot of media attention; as for a tennis team, it depends on the level of the opponent and the weight of the game. Even a derby within the same city may not always trigger such a scene.
The last time the team received so much media attention was when it reached the semi-finals of the U.S. Championship last year. It has been almost a year now.
Why is it so lively today? Is it because of the city derby? But in my memory of my previous life, there was no such a big scene after the city derby ended?
Gawain guessed part of it right, but he was still missing another part:
The city derby is the premise. It is precisely because of the spotlight on the city derby stage that everything is intensified, magnified and exaggerated. Trivial matters can become big things. What's more, there are indeed some big news this time.
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Whether it was a dark horse overthrowing the seventh-ranked American, or two Asian faces becoming the main force, or an unknown player taking the first singles position, and with the halo of Sampras, every piece of news was worth a good discussion, not to mention that all of them collided together? Even the Los Angeles Times gave a detailed report, not to mention other media? Reporters always like gimmicks.
As a result, the reporters were immediately excited and rushed out one after another to surround the training ground. Even the coaching staff probably did not expect such a grand occasion, so they did not inform the players in advance. McDonald arrived at the training ground first and was caught off guard.
However, the most ironic thing is that most of the reporters "didn't know" Gao Wen, so when they saw Gao Wen's face just now, they stared in amazement and didn't react. After all, before today, they had only heard of him but had never seen him.
"Lose?"
Gawain's handsome eyebrows suddenly stood up, showing his majesty without even being angry. Although MacDonald did not elaborate on the whole story, his few words were enough: Obviously, the reporters' appearance was not to celebrate the Bruins' hard-earned victory, at least not just that. They also wanted to sow discord and maybe dig out some explosive information from the Bruins.
How could Gao Wen not know?
So, even though he was obviously very angry, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his whole aura suddenly became cold.
"We obviously won yesterday, and that's something worth celebrating. If anyone wants to talk nonsense here, they can leave now."
Without waiting for the reporter to start attacking, Gao Wen took the initiative and scolded the reporter, taking the blame for McDonald.
Journalists, the uncrowned kings, have they ever suffered such humiliation?
One second ago, the reporters wanted to interview Gao Wen properly; the next second, they all united against the enemy and wanted to teach the freshman a lesson.
"You mean, the result of yesterday's game should have been '4:0'? How come we didn't know that? The official result we got should have been '4:2'. So, the players are allowed to lose, but we are not allowed to discuss it? Do you think a little freshman wants to shut up all the media?"
The seventh update.
(End of this chapter)