"Hey, good morning. I just glanced over and I thought I was seeing things. Where's Gregor? Is he still warming up in the gym?"

Gawain came forward, gave him a friendly smile and waved.

Sharapova was wearing sunglasses, so her eyes couldn't be seen at all, and her facial expression was also blurry hidden in the shadows. She glanced in the direction of Gao Wen.

"He'll be here soon." There was nothing wrong with the cold voice, just like an ice cube. In this year's New York, the cooling effect was immediate, and goose bumps began to form in an instant.

Gao Wen didn't mind. "Ha, I'll come find him later. If he needs a sparring partner, Mike and I are both free today."

"Yeah." Sharapova still kept people at a distance.

This scene actually made Gao Wen laugh, "You don't have to be so alert. I'm not here to fight with you."

Sharapova was stunned for a moment, but still replied stiffly, "I know."

Later, Sharapova realized that Gao Wen was joking, but Gao Wen continued, "Injury trouble is indeed a very bad thing. Although it is part of our life, it should not be taken for granted. However, at least I am with you when you get hurt."

As he spoke, Gawain raised his right ankle.

I just trained this morning, so my ankle was not bandaged thickly, but I still wore an ankle brace, and with socks, it still looked a little bulky.

This time, Sharapova understood Gao Wen's complaints and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Gao Wen's brows also relaxed.

"I know you have your persistence, you have your fight, and obviously, you also have your considerations."

"But I am Gregor's friend, so I am still on his side. Thank you for coming here. I know it is not easy for you, but Gregor needs you. At least, he needs your company more than a friend."

There was a hint of teasing and sarcasm in the simple words. Sharapova could hear it and she was trying to say something, but this was really not her character.

She wanted to say that she had her career, her goals and pursuits, and she was not just Dimitrov's girlfriend; but Gao Wen also understood these words. What Gao Wen really meant was that Dimitrov was not just Sharapova's boyfriend, he also had his career.

Confused thoughts surged in her mind. After hesitating for a moment, she said again, "I know."

The same words, but this time with different emotions, you can hear her softness, the eyes hidden behind the sunglasses still show no change in expression, but the lines of her jaw and shoulders have relaxed a little.

Sharapova raised her chin and looked at Gao Wen. "I don't know how to help him."

"Haha." Gao Wen chuckled, "Just use your own way. Believe me, deep down in your heart, you know that it is enough to put aside your reason and trust the guidance of your emotions occasionally. Just like today, you appeared here. I think this is the right choice."

Sharapova, really needs some encouragement——

She wasn't very good at this.

She was so used to being strong, independent, and solving all problems by herself that she temporarily forgot that she was not good at everything.

Looking at Gao Wen, the word "thank you" was lingering in her throat but she couldn't say it. Sharapova was still not good at expressing her true emotions.

"You should trust her."

Sharapova spoke, but her words were incoherent.

Gao Wen blinked his eyes and for a moment he really didn't understand what Sharapova meant.

Sharapova was a little embarrassed, but fortunately her sunglasses hid her eyes. She took a deep breath and continued.

"I believe that when she chose to appear in the players' box, she already realized what she was about to face, but she still did not back down."

"We all know that this is just the beginning. The media will never stop. No matter if you try to hide it or disclose it openly, as long as the heat is still there, they will never let go easily."

"You can't protect her forever."

"So, instead of spreading your wings and protecting her all the time, you should trust her, stay by her side, and face the media with her."

“Sometimes, girls are stronger than you think.”

It turns out it was Pulan.

So, is this considered reciprocity?

The corners of Gao Wen's mouth rose slightly, "I know."

Just one sentence made Sharapova's expression freeze again.

"Haha." Gao Wen laughed out loud. "I understand what you mean. I have always believed in her. Her intelligence, her strength, and her boldness are all reasons why I like her."

"But you are right."

"Those reporters are like crows, endless and incessant. She needs to face them. Once she faces them head on, she will realize that these crows can only cry."

"Quack. Quack."

SHARAPOVA: …

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What was going on with this speechless and funny, absurd and humorous feeling? But to be honest, she didn't reject it, at least she didn't hate it.

And... crows? If you think about it, it's a very vivid image.

The curve of Sharapova's mouth relaxed a little, and her words became more relaxed. "Do the reporters know that you describe them like this?"

Gawain shrugged slightly, "I think they know."

Sharapova paused, but this time she couldn't control the corners of her mouth and they completely rose up.

Then, Dimitrov's voice came from the entrance of the training ground, "Hey, man, why are you here? I thought your training time today was scheduled in the afternoon."

As soon as he came over, Dimitrov gave Gawain a big hug, and his good mood could be seen from his expression and actions.

"I came here specifically to chat with Maria." Gao Wen said seriously.

Sharapova exuded an aura of "just talk nonsense", and it was not known whether she was rolling her eyes under her sunglasses, but this made Gao Wen laugh even more happily.

Dimitrov didn't think too much about it and smiled widely. "Welcome, welcome. She said yesterday that she was considering whether to go to watch your game tomorrow."

Sharapova didn't expect Dimitrov to betray her right away, "Grigor!"

Dimitrov chuckled twice. "She is just worried about Emily. You know, the media is so annoying. Even now, as long as the two of us show up, they still won't let us go easily. She is worried that Emily won't be able to adapt. After all, Emily is not as strong as me."

"You?" Gawain raised his chin slightly, and then saw Dimitrov making a Hulk transformation motion, trying to show off his muscles. Gawain nodded reluctantly, "Yes, yes, you are the strongest."

Sharapova silently turned her head and looked to the other side, pretending not to see the two people.

Gao Wen ignored him and patted Dimitrov on the shoulder, "Do you need a sparring partner?"

Dimitrov spread his hands, "Sorry, my day belongs to Domi, you may need to make an appointment in advance."

Gao Wen shook his head repeatedly, revealing a regretful expression, "No wonder Domi rejected me. Ah, I'm so angry."

At this moment, Tim just pushed open the door to the training ground, and instantly noticed all the gazes coming at him. His movements froze for a moment, and he was filled with questions:

What's wrong?