"...and thank you for coming to Roland Garros to watch me play."
Such a simple and plain sentence, yet it contained so much energy that it easily destroyed Sinner's last bit of defense.
Tears burst out of her eye sockets, but soon Sinna realized her loss of composure and quickly smiled. She looked so embarrassed with both crying and laughing, which made the young Sinna feel a little embarrassed. She buried her head in the bouquet and wished she could dig a hole and disappear from the scene.
But when I think about it, I can’t bear to leave.
Then, Sinna finally reacted, raised his head again, presented the bouquet with both hands, and stared at Gawain quietly with slightly red eyes.
Gawain looked at the bouquet, then at Sinna, laughed heartily, reached out to take the bouquet, and then, without waiting for Sinna to react, handed the bouquet over again, with a smile on his face.
"Today should be your day."
Sinna took the bouquet in a daze, his brain stagnant and tongue tied, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a pink cloud, he followed the rise and fall of pink bubbles in a daze, like a fool, but the point is, even if he is a fool, so what?
Gawain watched all this, his smile growing brighter, and he patted Sinna's little head.
"Last year in Flushing, I didn't know you were a tennis player. Now I finally know. How about we play a game?"
Sinner: Stunned.
What? Gawain actually remembered their encounter in Flushing Meadows last year? Gawain actually knew that he was a tennis player? Gawain was actually going to play with him? The amount of information was too much, and the question marks were erupting like a volcano, so much so that Sinner's entire brain was completely paralyzed.
“You…you…”
After stuttering for a while, Sinna swallowed his saliva, but he still felt dry mouth and his voice didn't seem to be his own.
“Do you remember Flushing last year?”
In the end, he could only utter half a sentence in a fragmented manner, which was not complete.
Gao Wen nodded, "Of course. Didn't I tell you? You are the first fan in New York to ask for my autograph after the game. I will never forget it."
Sinna felt a little short of breath and had to take a deep breath. He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him, "Mom!"
Sieglinde was also shocked.
She is an adult and no longer believes in fairy tales. The daily lives of these top stars are filled with thousands of fans, admiration and flowers. They cannot remember every fan they meet. Although it is very regrettable, this is the reality.
To the fans, they are superstars high above them; but to them, the fans are the countless stars.
Therefore, it should be natural that Gao Wen did not remember Sinner.
but……
but!
“Mr. Gawain…” Sieglinde covered her chest with her hands, totally unable to believe it.
Gao Wen smiled. "Hey, nice to see you again. I hope I didn't disturb your lunch."
Sieglinde was flattered. "Oh, no, no, I mean, it's my pleasure. No, no, no, you're not interrupting us. Oh my God, what am I doing, Mr. Gawain, this is Mark, Yannick's brother, oh my God, I can't believe it, I seem to be losing my mind."
The speech was incoherent, confusing, and... Italian mixed with German and English, jumping between different languages in just a few words.
Gawain raised his hands innocently in a gesture of surrender, "Okay, I admit that I am the bad guy. I think I should leave now."
The onlookers around burst into laughter when they saw Gao Wen's panicked and innocent expression.
Sieglinde waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, of course not. I mean, Mr. Gawain, I'm very happy, very, very happy to meet you."
Gawain opened his mouth and made an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Then he swallowed his words and changed his words, "Okay, I think I can stay a little longer."
The expression of someone who was hurriedly looking for an excuse to stay, fearing that he would be kicked out if he spoke a little later, but trying hard to remain calm, caused the laughter around him to explode again.
In front of the monitor, McEnroe clapped his hands and laughed, "Pete and Andre should be completely helpless against this kid, right? Haha, hahahahaha."
Innocent Sampras and Agassi were implicated.
Gao Wen looked back at Sinner, "Yannick, how about it, are you ready? I think we can play a game here?"
Sinner couldn't utter a word, he just nodded repeatedly, and his movements were so vigorous that it looked like his head might fall off at any moment.
"Yannick, be gentle, be gentle, I'm a little worried." Gawain joked in a light tone, "Maybe we can save some energy for the game. I think I may need to go all out. After all, I'm not young anymore. At least I don't dare to claim that in front of you."
Ha ha!
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McEnroe slapped his thigh heavily, and the onlookers burst into laughter. Even Nike's production team did not expect such a scene.
Originally, this was a fan project, centered around the fans and showcasing the charm of Gawain, but that was all.
However, it is now slowly expanding and spreading, and the fans' plan seems to have turned into a variety show. Just look at the grand occasion on the scene: little by little, silently, the passage behind the practice field has been filled with people, and the narrow road is completely blocked.
With a quick glance, you can see that at least a hundred people have filled the area around the barbed wire, and the crowd coming and going is still continuing to surge in.
Three layers inside and three layers outside.
Moreover, onlookers took out their mobile phones, took photos, recorded videos... and some even live-streamed the event, igniting the enthusiasm in a new generation way.
There was no need to confirm that some people had already started discussing it on social networks - something Nike had not expected.
Obviously, Nike itself has underestimated Gao Wen's influence again and again.
This challenger not only has the Chinese label, but also represents the vigor and vitality of the new generation, and possesses the humor and charm of the Internet age. He impacts the existing tennis world from all aspects, creates an unprecedented wave, and ushers in a new era.
On the other hand, Nike's team noticed the trend at the first time and took action immediately.
Here, Gawain and Sinner were already standing on the practice field. The caddies and the crowd all dispersed, leaving space, waiting for the match. It was not that they were expecting a wonderful match. Putting aside Sinner's strength, he was just a child. Standing in front of Gawain, there was no comparison at all. Instead, they were expecting an entertaining exhibition match. It was always a pleasure to see top superstars in an exhibition match.
Who could refuse?
The hustle and bustle of the crowds, eyes flocked to surround this small training ground.
Sinner was a little nervous, he didn't even realize it, because everything was so crazy and so turbulent that his brain's reaction malfunctioned.
Everything seemed like a dream, with the footsteps on the clouds swaying, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow.