Chapter 382 A Joke

"...I'm going to go to the court to practice for two hours this afternoon. I think I should focus on practicing my backhand today..."

"No, no, no, I think everyone underestimates how good Thomas' forehand is. It is not only solid and stable, but also has a powerful shot. The most important thing is that the whole shot can maintain a constant rhythm. So once you break Thomas' forehand rhythm, you can find opportunities at the rhythm level. You can see that in Roger's games."

"Gawain, are you comparing me to Roger?"

"Dominic, have some confidence in yourself, okay?"

Faced with Gawain's "encouragement", Tim looked at him with a questioning expression and responded silently, but how could Gawain be easily frustrated?

Gawain raised the fork in his hand as a microphone and spoke to Tim in a passionate voice like a tenor.

"Come on, sing along with me!"

"'I-Believe-I-Can-Fly', Dominic, join me, 'I-Believe-I-Can-Fly', day and night I imagine this, soaring high'..."

Watching Gawain singing loudly, Tim furtively glanced around at the eyes cast at him. He wanted to hide his face in the napkin and pretend that he was not there. He quietly lowered his head to avoid Gawain's eyes, like an ostrich.

But Gao Wen had no intention of giving up, and he spoke seriously.

"Dominic, now half of the people in the players' restaurant are treating me like a lunatic, are you sure you don't want to save me? And I don't seem to remember the lyrics, 'I believe I can fly'..."

Hahaha.

The other players in the player restaurant couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter. Then from a distance, Jankovic could be seen laughing heartily, "Dominic, come on, join us!"

"I believe I can touch the sky..."

Jankovic also joined Gawain in singing, but Tim, who was shy and reserved, was not really used to this style. He covered his eyes with one hand, as if trying to cover his ears while stealing a bell, and sang along in a mosquito-like voice.

"I imagine this scene day and night, spreading my wings and flying high."

In the players' restaurant, the spectators watched the show with a chuckle, the sounds of cheers and laughter were spreading and it was very lively. Apart from the tense and tiring game routine, they are all ordinary young people who need a little relaxation, a little party and a little crazy moment.

However, not everyone likes this atmosphere.

"I'm sorry, could you please be quiet? This is a public place and your behavior is disturbing others."

A righteous and stern voice sounded, and behind the sweet voice was an upright and righteous spirit, as if justice was being executed. In an instant, the bustling atmosphere in the players' restaurant cooled down and settled down, vividly performing the transformation of "summer turning into winter in a second".

Everyone was a little stunned, their eyes quietly searched for the source of the voice, and then they saw that charming and handsome face:

Bouchard.

This year's hottest new tennis star has risen at an astonishing speed from the beginning of the year to now, which makes people see the posture of Sharapova's sudden emergence in 2004. She is undoubtedly one of the most popular topics in this US Open.

Burning gazes were cast at him one after another, but Bushar was not panicked at all. He did not even look at Gao Wen, and continued to concentrate on enjoying his breakfast.

Bouchard doesn't mind offending Gao Wen. To be more precise, she doesn't mind offending any player. Being outspoken is her life motto. She never hides her true thoughts and speaks out. She really doesn't like those innuendos, just like at this moment.

Even if it's Maria Sharapova or Serena Williams, she is never afraid to criticize them in public. As long as they do something wrong, they should be criticized, right?

She didn't like Gawain's arrogance and publicity. She knew that Gawain had emerged out of nowhere this year and was on top of his game, but he was so arrogant after achieving a little success. He made a lot of noise in the players' restaurant in a presumptuous and arrogant manner, as if he was the shining sun and the whole world revolved around him.

He totally looks like a villain who has succeeded.

"Gawain Gawain Gawain..."

The whole Flushing area was talking about Gao Wen, and the news media was paying attention to him all the time, as if he was the only dinosaur left in the world. Everyone couldn't wait to cheer and scream, but the problem was that Gao Wen only made it to the fourth round. Was there anything to be proud of?

At this year's Wimbledon, Bouchard made it to the final, but she was not that arrogant. What's more, Courant's current results are completely insignificant. But the media are making a fuss about it one by one, and his news is everywhere, especially Courant herself. Such a smug attitude is really disgusting.

So, Bouchard shouted at Gawain, just like Wonder Woman who punishes evil and promotes good. She thought she had done a good thing that was pleasing to the people and upheld justice, and she was proud of herself.

However…the atmosphere in the players’ restaurant was a little strange.

Logically speaking, Bouchard is right that people should not make loud noises in public, and her request is reasonable; but overall, people did not feel offended. Not only did they not feel offended, but they also enjoyed it, rarely smiling and enjoying the brief joy.

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As a result, it was interrupted, as if the breath was stuck in the throat, unable to swallow or spit out.

But what should we do?

Tim was a little nervous. He was very, very bad at dealing with such awkward situations. He wasn't sure how he should respond. Should he apologize? But the problem was that Gawain was cheering him on to liven up the atmosphere. If he apologized, where would that put Gawain? Wait, why did Gawain not seem to be in a hurry at all?

Before Tim could calm down and think of a solution, Gawain raised his voice and responded in a dignified manner.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your breakfast, Miss Bouchard!"

It was a serious apology, very sincere and formal, but in the context of the whole situation, it seemed absurd and weird, as if it was deliberately meant to highlight Bouchard's action of breaking the happy atmosphere. Then the other players looked at Gao Wen one by one, with the corners of their mouths rising involuntarily.

Then Gawain opened his arms to signal Thiem, as if the protagonist who just sang was not him but Thiem, and said cautiously in a mosquito-like voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, Dominic Thiem!"

The quiet and silent introduction was even more humorous. The players in the restaurant could no longer control their laughter. They whistled and banged on the tables, and the whole place was filled with excitement.

Tim said, can he just disappear on the spot? His toes are so awkward that he could make a castle out of them.

But Gawain was very satisfied with the effect he created and patted Tim on the shoulder.

"Dominic, you should believe in yourself, be confident! Do you understand? Be confident!"

(End of this chapter)