Chapter 809: Poisonous Milk Go Away

In 2015, on the ATP's first "Road to London" championship points list, Federer, Wawrinka and Gao Wen tied for first place with 250 points.

At the same time, in the latest world rankings, there were slight changes in the top ten. With the points from the Doha championship, Gavin surpassed Raonic and entered the top eight for the first time. This also means that Gavin became the youngest player after Nadal to enter the top eight in the world, once again attracting countless attention.

The seeding for the Australian Open is based on this week's world rankings, so this also means that Gao Wen will historically enter the draw as the top eight seed and embark on the second Grand Slam journey of his career.

Compared to the wildcard players at the US Open, it is simply a meteoric rise.

How could the reporters not be excited? How could they not be thrilled? How could they not discuss it? Not only did they discuss it, but they also drew overwhelming attention.

Gao Wen, what kind of answer will you give?

As mentioned before, even with a Grand Slam title and a Masters title in hand, like Gao Wen and Wawrinka, their fan base is still too weak. They need to continue to prove themselves, and doubts, provocations and ridicules are endless.

Perhaps, they are just a fleeting shooting star and will eventually become just a "Grand Slam player".

Maybe, not.

No matter what, they all need to prove themselves, just like the Big Four, consolidating themselves through performances in Grand Slams and Masters again and again, proving themselves through performances in semi-finals, finals and even championships one after another, and truly gaining a foothold in the top ranks.

After all, people's expectations for Gawain and Wawrinka are to "overthrow the era of dominance of the Big Four", so naturally, the fans and the media have higher demands.

The Australian Open plays such a role.

For Wawrinka, it is the defending champion; for Gawain, it is the first Grand Slam after winning the US Open. This is destined to be not that simple.

In fact, Wawrinka has already endured more than one wave of media bombardment.

Fortunately, none of Wawrinka's family members came to Melbourne and successfully avoided the spotlight; and there was no special news about Wawrinka's coaching team, so dealing with reporters was a piece of cake for them.

At this moment, the reporters saw Gao Wen's coach and parents, and each of them hoped to dig out some explosive points from them and make news.

They are not just daydreaming. The most typical case is that Djokovic's parents are like "firecrackers" that explode at any time.

When they were interviewed by reporters, they repeatedly made outrageous remarks.

Either they say Djokovic is the savior and Federer and Nadal are not qualified to be his opponents; or they belittle and complain about Federer's character problems, saying that Federer should retire early and go home to take care of his children, and then they say that Federer should not retire so that Djokovic can defeat him more times.

Either they brag about Djokovic's enthusiasm for charity, while Federer and Nadal just play for money; or they attack the Grand Slam audience for being blind and refusing to support Djokovic, saying that they are all people abandoned by God who are unable to recognize the value of gold and jade.

Anyway, they are always right, the mistakes are always made by others, and the entire universe should revolve around them, but they don’t realize that in the eyes of others they are just yawning toads.

Even Djokovic himself is very helpless. He always has to clean up his parents' remarks, but he can never stop them from making noises everywhere.

For journalists, such interviewees are simply a blessing. They don't even need to deliberately provoke them, as explosive points will come to them one after another.

If possible, reporters would even like to start a talk show for Djokovic's father, watching him speak nonsense on the show every day, and then letting Djokovic clean up the mess of his father's words while asking the person being attacked about his feelings.

What a lively professional tennis world this is.

The problem is, journalists can’t.

Therefore, they could only target Agassi, Gao Hongli and Jiang Yanyun and their spouses. At this moment, the eyes of the reporters were glowing faintly, like a pack of wolves, and the small light bulbs were still shining brightly under the scorching sun.

In full view of the crowd, countless eyes were on Agassi.

As the most important, sensational and focused news of this offseason, the collision between Agassi and Gao Wen has indeed sparked countless topics.

To be honest, Agassi was very, very uncomfortable——

Like Sampras, this is the first time they have served as coaches in their careers.

As a coach, he must maintain a consistent stance with the players, but he must not create trouble for the players. He must be cautious in every word and action, which is definitely not what Agassi is good at.

Agassi wanted to walk away and leave all the reporters here, but considering the pressure on Gao Wen's shoulders, he held back.

Looking around, there was no special expression on Agassi's face. The air was swirling, the sun was burning, and the silence almost froze the sweat that was slowly sliding down his cheeks.

Then, very suddenly, Agassi clenched his right fist, looked expressionless, and shouted loudly.

“Novak is the champion.”

What...what? The reporters were all stunned by this unexpected answer. They had never expected Agassi to answer like this. For a moment, all the words were stuck in their throats.

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So, is Agassi serious, or is he kidding?

Could this be the legendary poisonous milk?

Graf lowered her head to hide the smile that was rising at the corners of her mouth, and she almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Then, Graf noticed another figure out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head slightly and saw Jiang Yanyun also lowering his head and trying to hold back his laughter.

The two people's eyes met, and they both couldn't help laughing, with smiles welling up in their eyes.

But the reporters were not in the mood to joke. They just stared at Agassi, not knowing how to respond. Then someone noticed Gao Hongli, and reflexively, the recorder rushed up and headed towards Gao Hongli's nostrils.

"Mr. Gao, may I ask, what is your opinion?"

"Do you think your son is the favorite to win? Do you think Gawain can be crowned the champion?"

"What are your expectations for Gao Wen's Australian Open campaign this year?"

Questions came pouring down on him one after another, and the recorders were even more aggressive, blindly hitting his face, regardless of whether it was the nose, eyes or mouth. Arms were surging recklessly, as if they could directly feel the threat to their lives.

Does this mean that a "literary fight" has gone off track and evolved into a "fight with weapons"?

In fact, Gao Hongli had already prepared himself mentally, but facing the reporter's aggressiveness, how should he respond? His mind raced.

One second, two seconds.

Gao Hongli took a deep breath, then clenched his fist and waved it vigorously, "Novak is the champion."

(End of this chapter)