Chapter 1406 Harmonious and harmonious atmosphere
At the entrance of Philippe Chatrier Stadium, the crowds coming and going were a little sparse, even withered——
This is not surprising.
The tournament has entered the quarterfinals. Although the youth, wheelchair and Hall of Fame competitions have also been launched in different venues, the main adult events have all been gathered in three large stadiums, and the crowds at Roland Garros are becoming more and more concentrated.
Naturally, the number of spectators wandering around outside has been greatly reduced.
At this moment, the match between Ivanovic and Svitolina has entered the second set. The audience has already sat down in an orderly manner to watch the match. The few spectators who missed the first set have made full use of the break time between sets to quickly enter the stadium. Now the entrance of the stadium is deserted.
In twos and threes, Roland Garros is rarely filled with the leisurely atmosphere of a vacation. People come in floral dresses, sunglasses and straw hats, beach slippers and cotton and linen shirts, and relax with a glass of red wine. Parisians always enjoy life in their own unique way.
The air is filled with the breath of summer.
At the entrance to the VIP passage, a voice stopped Gao Hongli in his tracks.
"Sir, who are you? Please show me your ID."
Gao Hongli was a little distracted.
Although they tried their best to stay relaxed, as Gawain's advancement to the quarterfinals at Roland Garros was far beyond their expectations and there was no need to add to the pressure, they had to admit deep down that the mixed emotions of nervousness and anticipation continued to surge, and their heads were filled with a mess of thoughts.
The parties involved seemed calm and composed, but the bystanders had sweaty palms and irregular heartbeats.
The call brought Gao Hongli back to his senses. He raised his head and gave an apologetic smile to the staff at the door, then showed the ID hanging around his neck.
He had just taken a step forward when he was stopped again.
"Sir, I'm sorry, but this is a document from the Louvre, not Philippe Chatrier."
Gao Hongli: ???
He looked down at the certificate hanging on his body and read it carefully. Even though he knew no French, he could still understand the name "Louvre".
Then he looked up at the staff in front of him, and his brain froze for a moment——
What's going on? Gao Hongli: ...
The staff member ignored him and kept a stern face, showing the sternness and solemnity of being impartial and upright in doing his job.
"Sorry, we can't let you in."
Gao Hongli was stunned for a moment, then finally remembered.
He went out in a hurry today and was completely absent-minded. He probably took the wrong document. He remembered that the two documents were tangled together, and he kept reminding himself not to take the wrong one, but he still took the wrong one.
This is also...
Gao Hongli gave a smile that was both absurd and helpless, and then apologized to the staff. Obviously, this was entirely his mistake.
"I'm sorry, this is all my fault..."
However, before he could finish his apology, the staff member in front of him had already raised his chin slightly. Because he was standing on the steps, he looked down at Gao Hongli, almost with his nose down.
"No need to apologize."
"Every day there are scoundrels trying to get in like you, pretending to be somebody, but that doesn't work at Roland Garros."
"At least, I won't be fooled."
There was a hint of contempt in his eyes, as if Gao Hongli was a scoundrel who wanted to get away with it but was seen through by his eagle eyes.
Gao Hongli didn't like the look in his eyes, and the smile on his lips froze slightly.
"It was my mistake not to bring the correct documents, but you don't have to use such an attitude. I respect your work, but it is not a reason for you to belittle and attack me."
The staff member at the door raised his chin arrogantly and glanced at Gao Hongli with contempt. Although there was no movement at the corner of his mouth, a sneer could be felt faintly.
"If I were you, I would turn around and leave right now. There's no need to continue to embarrass myself or I would call security immediately."
"You're just trying to be nice. And you don't even have the correct ID, huh."
Gao Hongli was dumbfounded and could hardly believe what was happening before his eyes.
In fact, Gao Hongli is a good-tempered person, but when he saw the other party's eyes and attitude, his anger suddenly swelled up and he felt absurd.
However--
Without waiting for Gao Hongli to say anything, one could see the staff's expressions change completely, and their respectful posture displayed the highest etiquette.
His words were interrupted, and Gao Hongli reflexively looked in the direction the staff member was looking, and then he saw a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
I feel familiar with it because I have seen it many times on TV.
Stranger because they have never really made friends.
Sebastian Nadal, Nadal's father.
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Although Nadal's parents divorced in 2009, they still maintain a good friendship and often accompany Nadal to competitions around the world, especially Grand Slams. Nadal's father and mother can often be seen in the player box at the same time, sitting in two corners respectively.
"Mr. Nadal."
Without waiting for Sebastian to show his ID, the staff member took the lead in greeting him.
However, Sebastian still took out his ID and showed it, but he did not move forward. Instead, he stopped beside Gao Hongli and smiled.
"Hey Gao, I'm Sebastian, Rafa's father."
Gao Hongli was a little surprised that Sebastian actually introduced himself first.
Gao Hongli also returned a smile.
"Just call me Hongli. I know you. I've seen you on TV."
The second half of the sentence is obviously a joke.
Sebastian laughed heartily and followed suit with a joke, "You're the first one who didn't mistake me for Tony. I think we're already friends."
The atmosphere was surging with joy.
Wait, something seems a little off, right? Today Gao Wen and Nadal are going to face off for a place in the semi-finals. Shouldn't Sebastian and Gao Hongli be on edge?
However, no, not at all.
Sebastian also took the initiative to make an invitation, "Let's go in together. The children should finish warming up and will be here soon."
Gao Hongli smiled awkwardly, "I forgot to bring my ID."
Sebastian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "That's normal. I've forgotten my ID more than once before. If we don't forget it three or five times, it means we haven't been on the tour long enough."
It's more than just the player team.
Sometimes, it often happens that players forget their own documents or even equipment.
The most outrageous and funniest thing is that one time, Kyrgios forgot to bring his sneakers and swaggered into the court wearing gym slippers. When he was about to change his sneakers, he found that there were no sneakers in his equipment bag. Then he ran on the court in his socks, asking his team to bring him the sneakers quickly.
What about the ID? In Sebastian's opinion, this was not a big deal at all. The smile on his face was completely blooming, and his hearty smile was as creaking as a erhu.
(End of this chapter)