Chapter 1674 It’s You
“Oh! Gawain.”
"Congratulations to the top four."
“A great match.”
Rustle, rustle, low sounds surged gently, and the tug of war between reason and emotion put the audience into a tormenting dilemma one by one.
One, two, three, four, more and more people cast their eyes towards Gawain.
As the commentator said, who would want to miss out on the hottest player in today's professional tennis? Even if you don't care about tennis at all, you have seen or heard of this name because it has appeared on the front page headlines and online hot searches so many times that it is hard to pretend not to know him.
Gao Wen, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, nodded, waved, or made eye contact, expressing his gratitude politely while avoiding making more noise.
Gradually, the audience at the All England Club began to understand Gao Wen and gradually stopped cheering him. Instead, they welcomed him with their eyes and actions.
Then, Gawain noticed a figure and paused for a moment. His first reaction was that he had recognized the wrong person.
Plan was looking down at his phone.
It’s not that the match between Federer and Simon was not interesting, nor that she didn’t care about the surging sounds in the stadium, but there was more attention-worthy news at hand, so she took advantage of the break between games to take a quick look. In just ninety seconds, the game would continue.
Social networks were flooded with news about Gao Wen, and the post-match frenzy was gradually building momentum and climbing to a new peak.
Not only Chinese media, but media around the world also paid attention to it at the first opportunity.
Because Gawain defeated Murray in five sets, because Gawain once again showed his courage in big matches, because his performance in the semi-finals of Wimbledon once again made history, because of the competitive spirit Gawain showed after the match, and because Gawain officially has the ticket to challenge the ultimate limit of ATP...
Everything is moving towards the peak step by step.
No matter how much doubt and pressure there were before the start of Wimbledon, the energy has exploded tenfold and a hundredfold now. Dazzling news is pouring out, and it seems that the eyes of the whole world are all focused on Gawain. The social network is almost paralyzed, and the momentum is truly terrifying.
Even though he had witnessed it with his own eyes, even though he had experienced it personally, when he saw the glory and admiration reported in the news, Plan couldn't help but get excited. His bright mood was like a bottle of Sprite he opened on a midsummer afternoon, bubbling and rolling, and the corners of his mouth rose little by little.
Plan reminded himself secretly.
Before the game, the doubts, attacks, slanders, contempt and provocations actually came from these media and netizens, who are simply fence-sitters.
If Gawain wins, they will spare no effort to praise him, as if Gawain is the king; but as long as Gawain loses, the first to add insult to injury and attack him will be the same group of people. Suddenly, the whole world is standing against Gawain, and their praise and admiration are just bubbles.
Be rational, stay rational, she needs to slowly learn to stay away from social networks and the media, otherwise, there will only be misfortune.
However, theory is one thing and actual action is another.
Watching these "bubbles" disappear as soon as you pull down to refresh, watching those voices that firmly asserted that Gao Wen could not achieve good results slap themselves in the face and change their positions, watching the overwhelming admiration and praise, watching the videos and animated pictures of the exciting moments of the game continue to appear repeatedly on the timeline...
My mood still couldn't be controlled and I was so excited.
So, is this a “guilty pleasure”?
"Between innings, just watch the between innings break."
"Yes, that's it."
Plan gave herself a deadline and told herself that she would put down her phone when Federer and Simon returned to the court to continue their match.
Then, hum——
The phone vibrated, a message came.
Gao Wen, "Look up at the big screen."
Plan: ??? My head was full of question marks. What does it mean? But subconsciously, before my brain could react, I looked up at the big screen on the No. 1 court.
puff.
The next second, Plan almost choked on his own saliva.
At this moment, on the big screen, the live director's camera was aimed at Gao Wen. He stood in the aisle, stopped, smiled and waved at the camera.
When the audience saw this scene, they thought that Gao Wen was greeting Stadium No. 1 in this way. Cheers and applause surged and swept across the entire stadium in a blink of an eye. The rising heat waves could deeply feel the home fans' welcome to Gao Wen.
Such treatment is comparable to the Big Four, and even exceeds Djokovic to some extent——
This was mainly because the match between Gawain and Murray had just ended, and the scene that happened after the match was very exciting, and the audience's emotions were particularly high.
Even Federer and Simon, who were about to go on stage, noticed the commotion. When they raised their heads, they could see the figures on the big screen and couldn't help but smile.
At the scene, it was probably only Plan who was an exception.
The first reaction in my mind was to hide my body. I slid forward along the chair silently, then curled up into a ball and hid in front, silently burying my head between my knees, just like Pikachu, trying my best to hide my body, and kept repeating in my heart.
"Can't see, can't see, can't see."
Close your eyes tightly and mutter to yourself.
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At the same time, he held the phone in both hands, closed them, and put them against his forehead, as if he was imitating a raccoon cat putting a leaf on its forehead.
Then, hum——
The phone vibrated again, and then again.
Plan hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hands, put the phone on the ground, supported his chin on his knees, and continued to mumble something.
The message was still from Gao Wen, but this time there was no message preview on the phone screen, it seemed like a picture.
Open, a picture.
A child reaches out to grab the bell and covers his ears with both hands, with annotations in Chinese and English below: "Covering one's ears to steal the bell."
Huh? Pulan glanced at the second picture hastily, and before he could see it clearly, he switched to the mobile phone app and searched: "Covering one's ears and stealing the bell", what does this mean? The result is -
"Chinese idiom, from 'Lüshi Chunqiu - Self-knowledge'.
The original meaning was to cover one's ears and steal the bell from someone else's house; later it was used as a metaphor for deceiving oneself, trying to cover up something that cannot be covered up.
Its structure is a conjunctive verb, and it usually serves as a predicate, attributive, or adverbial in a sentence. ”
Plan: ...
Gnashing teeth, burning with rage.
I quickly switched back and was about to complain harshly about Gao Wen to express my protest, but only then did I see the second picture. To be more precise, I should see it clearly.
This is a photo that immediately recognises Wimbledon's iconic dark green chairs.
She curled up like a hedgehog, hiding pitifully in the aisle in front of her seat; at the same time, her hands clasped in front of her forehead were exactly the same as the action of covering her ears in the first picture.
Pull the dialog box back again, look up and down, what's going on with this visual effect of copy and paste?
Originally, he should have felt ashamed, but Plan couldn't control his urge to laugh. In the end, he simply buried his head, covered his cheeks, and laughed... silently.
(End of this chapter)