Chapter 250 Topic Center
Buzz buzz buzz.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The thick heat waves continuously hit the eardrums, causing tinnitus, as if the whole world was stirring.
But slowly, slowly, the noise subsided.
Because the reporters found that Gawain, who was in the center of the encirclement, always had a smile on his face and stared at them with bright eyes. He did not flee the scene nor did he shout to stop them. His slender figure like a tower stood tall against the wind, attracting all the attention coming and going from all directions.
This is not right, right? To others, it was like a group of tourists watching giraffes in a zoo, but because there were so many tourists, the scene was full of humor. Were the tourists admiring the giraffes, or were the giraffes admiring the tourists, or were the passers-by admiring the scene? The reporters were all experienced and realized that they all asked questions together, so the questions could not be heard clearly. Gao Wen did not know which question to answer, so the interview could not be carried out. The only way to ensure that the interview could proceed was to keep quiet.
So, it became quiet.
The orderly scene is like a classroom.
Gao Wen's smile rose slightly, and his eyes fell on a reporter not far away, "This reporter can ask questions now."
this……
Is this the press conference?
If he was still a little hesitant and confused just now, now he can be 100% sure: Gawain knows what he is doing.
He deliberately used silence to control the situation, and then patiently waited for the opportunity to control the progress of the press conference as the host, completely controlling the situation on the scene in his own hands.
Wow! The reporters couldn't believe their own judgment. Who was this unknown little guy in front of them?
For professional events, the NCAA is actually not worth paying attention to. The weight of the U.S. champion may only be at the level of a hopeful tournament. There are quite a few reporters who have never heard of Gao Wen's name.
"Gao, congratulations on winning the game again today and advancing to the third round. What do you think of your performance today?"
The first question seemed quite standard and was basically the first routine question in a press conference.
After waiting for the question to come out, the surrounding reporters felt even more strange. One by one, they looked at their colleagues who asked the question: Is this really not the official press conference after the game? Faced with such a question, Gao Wen was naturally very calm.
"I'm still adapting to the rhythm of the game. It's worth celebrating that we won today and advanced. I hope I can stay on the court for more time and get more learning opportunities."
Humble, polite, and confident.
After he finished answering, all the reporters around him raised their arms, and some even stood on tiptoe, hoping to be seen.
Only then could Gao Wen really see the crowd clearly. There were more than twenty people crowded together in three layers inside and outside. In addition, passers-by who were coming and going could not help but stop because of such a grand occasion. The scene was indeed quite spectacular. The afternoon sun was strong and hot, making his skin slightly hot.
Then Gao Wen called on the next reporter, who couldn't wait to ask.
"So, are you confident about winning the championship?"
Colleagues all praised the reporter: he approached the topic step by step and led Gao Wen into the trap. This ordinary question was of some level.
Then the expectant gaze turned towards Lu Qian.
"No, I don't have confidence." Gao Wen showed a bright smile, which was not modesty but honesty, "But I will try my best to complete every game and advance to the next round, looking forward to my chance to win the championship."
Then, the next question immediately became sharp.
"So, you're here for the championship too?"
The sharp and powerful straight pitch rushed towards Gawain with an aggressive momentum, but Gawain showed no nervousness or embarrassment at all, and the corners of his mouth even slightly raised.
"Aren't there players?"
It was a rhetorical question, understated but full of confidence. Most importantly, there was no direct response at all. It caught all the reporters off guard, and they were all stunned.
Tobias stood beside him, a satisfied smile in his eyes. As expected, reporters were not a problem for Gawain. His witty and humorous attitude was one thing, and his calm and composed aura was another. Not to mention the Binghamton Challenge, it was estimated that there were only a few such people in the entire tour.
Why does everyone like Federer? Even Nadal and Djokovic can't compare to Federer in front of reporters.
The reason is that Federer's infinite charm in front of reporters is really too attractive.
In Gawain, Tobias saw a similar yet different unique charm.
That's the case right now.
The reporters had not anticipated Gao Wen's answer at all:
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Indeed, who doesn’t want to win or be the champion when participating in a professional competition? But the problem is that in challenge level competitions, there are sometimes some bad apples who come here just to play and earn a living, and have no interest in winning any championships.
The reporters thought they should give Gao Wen some scientific knowledge: Child, you are still too young and naive. You don’t know how dangerous society is. Not everyone still holds on to the dreams they had when they were young, and not all competitive sports are so beautiful.
However, when waiting for the next reporter to ask a question, they realized that their thoughts had been led astray by Gao Wen. The focus should not be here, okay? "Gao, but Sasha thinks you are not a threat at all. On the road to winning the championship, you are just a nobody who is not worth mentioning."
Boom, boom, boom.
This is the key point.
The reporters' thoughts were finally pulled back to their senses, and they recalled their main task today. Involuntarily, the crowd surrounding Gao Wen moved forward a little, almost to the point of face to face, as if they could hit each other's cheeks with one breath.
They tried to provoke Gawain and also tried to seize the explosive point.
However, Gao Wen not only did not panic, but also raised his eyebrows and revealed a "finally" smile.
"I'm still wondering when this question will come out."
Hmm? What kind of reply is this? Is Gao Wen waiting here? Gao Wen chuckled, "Apart from the fact that we are the top seed, I really can't think of any other reason for you to come all the way to interview me. I guess you can't even say my full name, right?"
Is this an attack on journalists?
But the reporters at the scene felt a little frustrated. They wanted to refute but couldn't say a word, because they really couldn't say Gao Wen's full name -
The pronunciation of Chinese tones is so difficult! How do they know?
Did Gao Wen spit on Zverev and the reporter together? Then, Gao Wen shrugged and said lightly, "It seems that I have a new task. Next, I should play well and try to make people remember my name."
(End of this chapter)