Chapter 1712 Hold Your Breath
Huh!
It was obvious that the press conference room was holding its breath in silence, and there was a brief audio gap in the entire crowded space.
My heart is beating wildly.
Seeing this scene, Gao Wen actually found it somewhat funny.
In fact, Gao Wen did not have time to think about these things for the time being. His mind was still full of thoughts about the game and he could not get rid of them for the time being. But suddenly he heard that he might become the world's number one. The mixed emotions of joy and excitement surged up in him.
Moreover, the next game will return to the hard court that Gao Wen is best at and most familiar with, and it is also a North American hard court. The possibilities are skyrocketing. Everything seems to bring the unattainable and illusory dream directly before his eyes, and the sense of reality that is so close at hand is magnified to the extreme.
Plop. Plop.
My heart almost exploded.
Gawain admitted that this was a dream and also a goal. When he slowly approached it step by step, it would be like Ikaros approaching the sun, scorching, burning, and surging, and it might swallow him up at any time. If he allowed expectations and complacency to grow, the pressure might overwhelm his nerves.
Just look at the later Greek player Tsitsipas.
From the 2021 Australian Open to the 2023 Australian Open, in a full two years, Tsitsipas had six opportunities to challenge the world's number one, but the bustling media noise, the vigorous discussions on social networks and his own expectations turned into shackles that imprisoned him, causing him to perform abnormally.
Six chances, all failed.
Everything seems so close yet so far away.
Naturally, Gawain is no exception.
He also hopes that he can keep a normal mind, and he also hopes that he can stay focused and immersed. As long as he continues to maintain his performance on the court and as long as he continues to focus on improving his abilities, everything will fall into place. This is also the best way to become the world's number one.
But the theory is one thing and the reality is another.
This is different from a Grand Slam final. There are constant distractions from outside the stadium, and my heart is filled with emotions that I can't control.
Then.
Gao Wen noticed the reporters in front of him——
They were even more nervous and expectant than Gawain himself. Anxiety mixed with excitement and uneasiness permeated the air, which was somewhat humorous.
As a result, Gawain himself relaxed a little, and the smile returned to his face.
"Ah, a little nervous."
Gao Wen sighed, covered his chest, and looked calm.
Such a sincere and direct expression was like a breath of fresh air in the tense atmosphere. The reporters could not help but look at each other in amazement, with a wonderful feeling.
"You've put me in an awkward position."
"If I say I support Roger, it's not sincere, it's obviously mixed with selfish motives."
"If I say I support Novak, it would be hypocritical and also mixed with selfishness."
"Oh, so, I'm with Roger."
There was a sudden turn of events. Just when everyone thought that Gao Wen was going to continue practicing Tai Chi, he gave a direct answer.
Huh? The reporters were stunned for a moment. Even after getting the expected answer, they still couldn't react.
Gao Wen had a smile in his eyes and continued speaking.
"For the upcoming final, both players are great champions. I believe we can witness a peak showdown, but who will win or lose? I think you may be asking the wrong person. I am not invited to the game."
“However, I believe that the audience is the ultimate winner because we will all witness a wonderful game.”
"so."
"However, let's keep some suspense and expectations and put the issue of world ranking aside for now. There is no need to assume a possibility."
"Give me some time and space to have a good laugh and then prepare for the North American season; at the same time, everyone can put down the burden and pressure and enjoy the final on Sunday, avoiding adding unnecessary pressure to Novak and Roger."
"It's... one, two, three, win-win-win. Kill three birds with one stone."
As he spoke, Gao Wen counted on his fingers, one, two, three.
The atmosphere in the entire press conference room suddenly relaxed.
In fact, everything is a routine.
The reporters also knew that this was Gao Wen's routine. Although it was not an ordinary polite and ceremonial speech, he still managed to avoid the focus topic with ease, defuse the edge, defuse the pressure, defuse the attack, and successfully escape.
But the point is, who can refuse such a high-level writer?
Not to mention the younger generation, even the Big Four may not possess such wisdom and humor. Perhaps, only the one and only Federer.
Federer's ability to become a legendary superstar, in addition to his sudden emergence and unparalleled record, more importantly, is due to his fluent multilingualism and humorous conversation style. In this respect, Nadal cannot match him.
Now, the reporters have finally unearthed another superstar, who has all the potential in every aspect, with the right time, right place and right people all in place.
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The rest is up to Gawain himself.
Everything depends on the performance on the field.
Just by imagining it, the reporter couldn't help but get excited.
Perhaps, Gawain's Wimbledon journey has ended, but his performance at the All England Club this year has once again pushed Gawain's image to a new height, from the brand image event packaging at Roland Garros to his breakthrough performance at Wimbledon and the upcoming battle for the world's number one spot.
and!
Don't forget, and no one will forget, that the end of all this will converge at Flushing Meadows. By then, Gao Wen will officially become a sophomore in professional tennis. At the same time, he will compete in a Grand Slam as the defending champion for the first time. He will no longer be a rookie, and everything will be completely different.
The future is worth looking forward to, and they can’t wait to embrace the unknown that is about to unfold before their eyes.
Of course, before this grand blueprint is laid out, Wimbledon still has the last two days of competition to go on, and the championship gold cup is still waiting.
As for Gawain, he needed some time to rest and breathe.
After the game, there was first relaxing training and then media interviews. The whole process was turbulent and bustling with noise that continued to roar. The staff of the All England Club, ball boys, other players, reporters, and so on, the whole world was surrounded by countless noises.
Gao Wen had no time to calm down, sort out his thoughts and feelings.
It was not until the press conference ended and he returned to the locker room that the world became quiet. The sense of reality was like swallowing a block of lead and entering his stomach, pulling his body slowly downward, heavily and coldly. Then he was hit hard.
Game, lost.
He missed one match point and despite saving eleven, he still lost.
There is a sense of powerlessness and a bit of bitterness.
"Hey, Gawain!"
A call from the front interrupted Gawain's thoughts again. He looked up and saw the staff coming towards him.
"A wonderful game, a very, very wonderful game. In my mind, you are the champion!"
Gao Wen smiled and thanked the other party, but his eyes looked over the other party's shoulder and looked behind him, looking at the figure standing quietly in the corridor waiting for him.
It's Plan.
(End of this chapter)