Chapter 383 Keep a Low Profile
Thiem, who also advanced to the fourth round in his first US Open appearance, did not attract much discussion or attention because of the brilliance of Gao Wen.
But Tim himself didn't care at all. He still prepared for each of his games diligently and conscientiously, and often went in and out of the gym with Gao Wen.
As the competition progresses, the number of players left in the locker room gradually decreases, and players like them who go hand in hand become closer and closer. The opportunities to meet and spend time together outside the game increase, and naturally they become more and more familiar with each other.
Today is the match day for the upper half, and tomorrow is the match day for the lower half, so Gao Wen has a match today, and Thiem's next round match is scheduled for tomorrow, when he will face Tomas Berdych.
Although Berdych's best record in Grand Slams in his career was a runner-up in Wimbledon, he still lacked some skills when facing top players ranked in the top ten in the world; but when facing players with lower world rankings, Berdych's game quality was very solid and his winning rate remained good.
Moreover, Berdych is the sixth seed in this tournament.
Tim needs to give it his all.
Gawain is giving Thiem confidence, and now it's not just Gawain, other players are also cheering for Thiem, with applause coming one after another.
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! The players' restaurant was noisy again, and even louder than before.
Bushar couldn't believe her eyes. Although she didn't notice Gawain's every move and naturally didn't know how Gawain did it, she believed that she had become a laughing stock and that Gawain was the culprit.
Suddenly, Bouchard stood up, turned around to face Gawain and Tim, and accused them in a serious voice.
"You accused Kyrgios of making inappropriate jokes, but now look at yourself, casually making jokes about order and rules in public places, what's the difference between you and him?"
"In my opinion, Kyrgios at least has a bit of entertainment spirit, but you are just a clown who is trying to attract attention. Who are you to condemn others?"
The air was slightly stagnant.
Tim was a little stunned.
Kyrgios interfered with the game by speaking out, which was an attempt to disrupt the progress of the game by using unconventional means. How could it be simply brushed off as a "joke"?
Gao Wen cheered his friends and sang a song in the players' restaurant, but was condemned for disturbing public order. Are you sure this is not an exaggeration?
Tim couldn't understand how these two things could be compared and confused.
Of course, strictly speaking, it is forbidden to make noise in public places, and this is true. Bouchard's condemnation is correct, but did Bouchard really not take chicken feathers as a token of authority? How can she compare Kyrgios's behavior with that of Gao Wen? The nature and definition of the two things are completely different, okay?
Jokes also need to be made according to the situation and occasion.
Tim was a little angry, "This lady..."
But Gawain's reaction was faster. He stood up before Tim could respond further, and bowed slightly in the direction of Bouchard and the entire restaurant again with a polite gesture to formally apologize.
"Sorry to interrupt your meal time."
There was no excuse or argument, just a straightforward apology, which seemed ridiculous because it was too formal. After all, everyone was enjoying themselves very much and did not feel that the noise had affected their meal. Instead, they were in a good mood because of the little episode.
This is like a high school study session, where the class monitor maintains discipline and requires everyone to stay quiet and concentrate on their studies. Every student knows that what the class monitor says is correct, but no one likes it.
"It's okay, Gawain." Jankovic was the first to wave to Gawain and said bluntly, "I don't feel like I'm disturbed. On the contrary, I like it very much. Let's sing karaoke together some other day." After saying that, she laughed heartily, and her free and easy look was not concealed at all.
"It's all right."
"Dominic, come on!"
"The singing is good."
The players chattered and joked one after another. The tense atmosphere did not last long and became joyful again in a blink of an eye.
Bouchard couldn't believe his eyes. He looked around and found himself isolated and helpless, without any support from his comrades. He was clearly seeking justice but ended up with a thankless task and became a spoiler of the party atmosphere. In the end, he just glared at Gawain in anger.
Gawain did not avoid the question, but met Bouchard's gaze head-on, smiling and saying, "Next time, I will try to be a clown that pleases everyone. I'm sorry that today's entertainment effect did not meet expectations."
Can Gawain take a joke? Obviously not.
On the contrary, Gao Wen is a very entertaining person. "Training is crazy and parties are even crazier." Just ask the players of the Bruins.
Facing Bouchard's accusation, Gao Wen accepted it humbly. After all, it was true that he disturbed the order of the players' restaurant, but there was no need to be too serious and ruin the fun of life.
Chichi.
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Gawain's light-hearted and humorous words once again caused the others around him to laugh softly, but in Bouchard's eyes, they were just glib sophistry.
"That's not funny."
Bouchard glared at Gawain again, then without saying anything else, and without giving Gawain a chance to continue speaking, he turned around and sat back down.
The players' restaurant finally returned to normal, but it was not completely normal.
Gao Wen could clearly feel many of the players around him casting friendly and cordial glances at him, nodding with a smile on their faces. The heat waves surging in the air seemed to still be responding to Gao Wen's small cheering activity, and even because of this episode, the distance between them was shortened.
Tim looked at Gawain who was sitting down, his expression still a little worried, "Sorry, Gawain, should I be okay?"
"The only thing I need to worry about is that my natural singing voice will be exposed eventually. Alas, I can't keep a low profile." Gao Wen said nonsense seriously.
Tim looked at Gao Wen, who was nonchalant and relaxed, and felt helpless and amused. In the end, he couldn't help but chuckled, but he was worried that he would cause a conflict again, so he had to lower his voice and laugh quietly.
Tobias, who was sitting at the breakfast table and witnessed the scene up close, had a smile in his eyes and on his lips.
He never thought that Thiem and Gawain could actually become friends, because Thiem was indeed a little shy and slow to warm up in private. It was rare to see him getting close to other players. It might be that he needed some time to adapt and get familiar with each other, or maybe he was just an introvert.
He had never expected that the players' restaurant would cause a small accident, and Gawain handled it simply and directly, once again showing his maturity and stability. He also mingled with other players and deftly defused the situation in a situation that could easily arouse jealousy.
These details are the most important.
(End of this chapter)