Chapter 1577: Spying on the inside story
"...Gawain, first of all, congratulations on winning this match. It was undoubtedly a very exciting match. What I want to ask is that this is your first time on the Wimbledon court. Did the nervousness affect your performance? Did the off-court pressure become an unknown factor in the match?"
"Also, this match was scheduled on Court No. 2. Did the rumors of the seed graveyard become a distraction and affect your performance in the first two sets? But later, you still found a way to turn the situation around. What was the turning point for you, and how did you complete the final reversal?"
At the post-match press conference, the questions from Chinese reporters were very professional and rational, and were completely centered around the game.
Obviously, this is a good thing.
Gao Wen, however, showed a slightly serious expression, with his brows slightly furrowed.
"Wait, are you trying to spy on the locker room? I need to ask Pete if he can answer this question to avoid leaking personal information."
reporter:???
They looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment they were actually stunned by Gawain's fright.
Yu Jia looked at his colleagues who were briefly shocked and stiff, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: Obviously, there should be a lot of novices gathered in the press conference room today. They have never experienced Gao Wen's style, and they were fooled one by one. That scene is definitely a classic.
This year at Wimbledon, there are not only Chinese faces, but also a noticeable increase in the number of journalists from all over the world. Familiar news agencies and sports media have also sent larger teams to London to report from the front lines. Everyone can feel the uniqueness and significance of this year's Wimbledon.
Naturally, there were many new faces among the reporters in the press conference room, making it much more lively than Melbourne Park and Roland Garros.
This is also a beautiful landscape of Wimbledon this year, once again adding a touch of brilliance to this centenary event.
Rustle...
There was a burst of trivial snickering in the narrow space, and those old-timers who knew Gawain well finally couldn't hold back and smiled.
Then, Gawain coughed lightly and continued speaking seriously.
"But I think tennis is not football, we are not so strict about locker room secrets, so I should be able to share some insider secrets."
"In fact, after the game, Dennis and I had a big fight in the locker room, and as you can imagine, I won."
If they still hadn't figured out that Gawain was playing a prank by then, then the reporters on the scene might have really needed to confirm their "journalistic intuition"; however, they hadn't anticipated that Gawain's prank would be so easy to pull off, with no warning or signs, and as a result, they were easily fooled.
Looking at the faces in front of him that were either depressed, stunned, helpless or amused, Gawain's mouth corners slightly raised, the seal was released, and laughter surged deep in his throat. The whole atmosphere became relaxed, and the press conference hall was once again filled with rustling sounds, and a cheerful atmosphere spread.
"Nervous? No, no, no, I'm not nervous. Believe me, I have many, many things to worry about right now, and nervousness shouldn't be in the top ten."
Seeing Gao Wen smiling, the reporters at the scene could no longer hold back and low laughter spread. Even the rookie reporters were no longer nervous.
"Personally, I need to worry first about my own adaptation and interpretation of the grass, not the illusory seed grave."
"Believe me, with my current state and ability, there shouldn't be much difference between the Central Court and Court No. 17. The game will be a mess. I have already defeated myself before the Curse of the Seed Grave on the Court takes effect. I think we don't need Harry Potter's intervention."
Haha. Haha.
Bursting with laughter.
When it comes to complaining, Gao Wen is indeed a good one, and when it comes to complaining about himself, Gao Wen is much harsher than the reporters.
"Of course, we can't deny Dennis's perfect performance in the first three sets. He barely gave me a chance to breathe and showed efficient grass tennis. In the first two sets, I have to give Dennis credit. Even though I am an arrogant egomaniac, I still can't deny Dennis's excellence."
"I know Dennis is in great form right now. He just won the Nottingham title last week and came to the All England Club with a winning streak. He is full of confidence and hot hand. If anyone underestimates his strength just because of his world ranking, it would be a serious mistake."
"Dennis also proved this in today's game. He played really well. His offense was closely connected, and his movement and defense were very good. Facing the low-bounce grass, his adaptation and adjustment were obviously much higher than mine, which made my game very difficult."
"In fact, there is not much I can do about Dennis's performance. I don't have time to complain or worry. I have to focus on my tennis, adapt to the grass, and adapt to the courts of Wimbledon."
"Tension and pressure are luxuries in such a situation."
"Of course, I can blame the crowd for being too enthusiastic, I can blame the bad feng shui of Court No. 2, I can blame Dennis for playing too well and being unfriendly, but I think, instead of shirking responsibility, it is better to focus on myself, find the reasons from myself first, and change the situation of the game."
"So the only thing I can do is focus on myself and hope that Dennis will have a swing, and then when the opportunity comes, I won't be a fool and watch it slip away, and then complain about the weather, the venue and the crowd again. I don't think that's the solution."
His words were eloquent, solid and focused, and the complaints interspersed throughout did not affect his sincerity. It can be seen that this game was indeed beneficial to Gawain, but is the little joke at the end definitely not directed at Kyrgios?
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But this time, the reporters had no time to smile. They were unconsciously immersed in Gawain's words, trying to find out Gawain's current game status.
Then, the fresh-faced reporter stood up again and couldn't help but repeat his question.
"So where do you think the turning point was? Match point in the third set?"
"Of course, match point is very important, very important. If we don't get that point, there will be no more. We should be sitting here drinking beer and discussing what it feels like to be eliminated in the first round of Wimbledon."
One second, two seconds——
Everyone burst into laughter, the kind that made their bellies burst into laughter. Some reporters even whistled and applauded Gao Wen. One couldn't help but admire the charm of language.
On the contrary, Gao Wen seemed particularly calm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"But, for me personally, the real turning point should be the next game after saving the match point."
"After escaping death, adrenaline was quickly secreted, and my brain started working again. Then I found an opportunity in Dennis's serve."
"At that point, I seemed to have finally found some grass court experience, which, although still minimal, did open a door."
(End of this chapter)