In fact, the reason is very simple -

If you hate someone, then everything about him is wrong, even breathing is a sin.

Vice versa, if you like someone, then everything he does is right, and even if he does something wrong, you can find countless excuses.

Love and hate, so clear and so strong, all come from a fire in the heart, burning fiercely and destroying everything unreasonably.

It is precisely because of this that those opponents and haters, who finally got a chance, naturally cannot let it go. Normally, they watched Gawain win games, win championships, and be surrounded by cheers and applause. Now it is finally their turn to fight back.

Successive eliminations in the semifinals of Roland Garros and Wimbledon have been the biggest "black spot" focused on Gawain so far. Even his haters are a little soft-mouthed and bored when they start to curse him. But this time is different. They have finally found the best soil for hatred to grow, ferment and explode.

No one wants to miss out.

then--

The sound waves spread out in a mighty manner.

Although Gao Wen's fans have tried hard to make their voices heard, this has completely become a playground for black fans. The entire social network has been strongly occupied by black fans. Comments can be seen everywhere, questioning whether Gao Wen faked an injury and attacking Gao Wen's lack of competitive sportsmanship. The unreasonable, rude and powerful comments have washed away the Internet.

Every person was a professional player and a sports injury expert, and they all swore with certainty that Gao Wen was faking an injury. That scene was truly a classic.

The topic tag "Gao Wen Liar" even made it into the hot search list and undisputedly occupied the top ten championship position.

The popularity is off the charts.

Among them, the deduction that if it was not a fake injury, then it must be a use of banned drugs was even more noisy, and this seemed to have become a carnival party for Gao Wen's anti-fans.

Once the "banned drugs" theory is established, all of Gao Wen's achievements so far will be within the scope of attack, and the doubts will never stop.

They gloated over someone else's misfortune, took advantage of someone's misfortune, and ganged up on the person, erupting with an incredible momentum.

The situation was somewhat out of control.

In the chaos, Tsonga's remarks had long been forgotten, and even the "injury" itself was no longer important, and then a lot of hate speech arose.

Vicious remarks such as "the injury is not serious enough", "he should just break his leg", "it's better to take this opportunity to retire" and so on are heard everywhere. In the Internet environment, all emotions are amplified and amplified, and unknowingly distorted into an image that one does not even recognize.

Those hatreds have hideous faces.

But who cares about the real face behind the online account? Similarly, no one cares about the real status of Gawad and Tsonga. They are reduced to the background. They are not speaking up for Tsonga, nor for the spirit of competition. They are not just attacking Gawad. In the end, it turns into a kind of emotional catharsis, dumping all the dissatisfaction in their lives.

It's lamentable and sad.

However, at this moment, Gao Wen was completely unaware of the storm on social networks.

Even if I notice it, I don't have the time or preparation to respond.

As a former reporter, Gao Wen clearly knew that the Internet was a bubble, like a mirage. All the praises and curses were just a magnificent scene hidden behind the zombie data. They would disappear without a trace at the slightest breeze and had no weight at all.

One person can create an army on social networks, and there is not much truth behind those likes, reposts, and comments.

There's no need to care.

Besides, he didn't have time to care now because he had already arrived at the hospital and was ready for a comprehensive scan.

This is the important thing.

Even though I had prepared myself mentally and regained my composure, I still felt a little nervous when I actually entered the hospital.

outdoor.

The hospital was completely surrounded by reporters in three layers inside and outside, and no one could get out. They were even more excited than the people involved and could not contain themselves.

Tobias stared at the turbulent scene outside the window, slightly distracted.

Although Tobias was mentally prepared and accurately foresaw the backlash, he underestimated the suppressed energy of the haters, so that the situation is now slightly out of control, and the overwhelming negative comments are simply shocking.

Just now, Tobias spoke to Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun over the phone, telling them not to worry, and that he would inform them as soon as Gao Wen's test results came out. He also told them not to be impatient, that there was no need to open the Internet, and to ignore the hateful remarks and remain patient.

But after hanging up the phone, Tobias couldn't help feeling a little upset.

——This is the Internet age.

They can calculate, plan and guide, but they cannot fully control it. This requires some patience and calmness.

To be precise, Gawain did nothing wrong, so they didn't need to respond or make excuses. The most important thing now was to stay away from the Internet, wait for the first wave of floods to pass, and then quietly and slowly divert the flow and carry out public relations. They needed to fight back, but now was not the time.

As for the reporters.

Tobias has already completed the layout in advance, and the journalist's function as an opinion leader also needs to wait for the right time to achieve the greatest effect.

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All that remains is to wait—

Waiting for test results.

There was silence in the VIP room.

The hospital was aware of the media uproar early on, and although they did not clear the wards and maintained daily order, they still increased security personnel and reorganized the hospital order to ensure that the daily lives of existing patients in the hospital would not be disturbed, while ensuring that Gao Wen could complete the examination smoothly.

What meets the eye are large expanses of white. Medical staff and patients can be seen coming and going, but the hospital still maintains its usual tranquility. The pungent and dry smell permeates the air. The world has become completely quiet, and chaotic thoughts begin to churn in my mind.

No one spoke.

It's not because of pessimism or negativity, but because of calmness.

They are all professionals, so they naturally know better that any words of comfort at this moment are false and meaningless. Only after waiting for the test results to come out can they determine the situation, which is professional and objective, and is the only thing they need to believe.

Exhaling lightly, Tobias turned his head and looked over. Unexpectedly but reasonably, the calmest and most stable person was still Pelt.

"Martin, aren't you worried?" Tobias asked.

Pelt shook his head, "No."

There was no hesitation or unnecessary explanation. He expressed his views so clearly that even Sampras and Agassi looked over.

As if he noticed the gaze, Pert said simply, "I believe in Gawain. No matter what challenge he faces, he will not back down or surrender. I am ready to accompany him to meet the challenge ahead."

After a pause, Pert turned to look at Tobias, "Remember? This is what you told me when you convinced me to coach Gawain."

The words slowly settled in the air, plain, simple, and yet packed with power.

Then, there was a noise ahead.

Gawain, finishing his inspection, appears.