Chapter 871 Game Interrupted

"Oh, please, stop acting."

Just as Gawain was communicating with the referee, an irritable and impatient voice came from the side, breaking the silence. Who else could it be, if not Kyrgios?

Turning around, you can see Kyrgios' face full of impatience, complaining and firing without mercy.

"He wasn't hit, nor was he injured. How long are you going to keep acting like this? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?"

"Do you think you are the Virgin Mary? There is no need to pretend to be a saint. You just want to make me look ugly and ferocious. You can put away this hypocritical trick. It is really disgusting."

Kyrgios sat in his chair with a straight face, completely disdainful of the scene playing out in front of him, almost rolling his eyes.

Gawain could clearly feel the caddy in his arms tremble slightly, as if he was surrounded by fear again. He used his back to block Kyrgios' gaze, turned around and shouted.

"So, are you justifying your violent behavior? I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless."

Kyrgios immediately exploded, "I didn't mean to do that. Don't you have eyes? The place where I hit him was a Pacific Ocean away, but the racket flew over there. How could I know what happened?"

"Besides, he's already dodged, hasn't he? He's already dodged! He's already dodged! What else do you want from me?"

"Do you want me to kneel down? Or just give up the game and admit defeat? Then you can be so proud of yourself? I'm not as stupid as you think."

There was a crackling sound. Kyrgios couldn't control himself at all. All the anger and rage in his mind surged out. One could even see his fists clenched again. The tennis court was about to become a boxing ring.

Gawain laughed out of anger.

It was obvious that Kyrgios did something wrong, but instead of apologizing, he made excuses for himself and put all the blame on others.

The whole routine is so smooth, it seems that this is not the first time——

Anyway, it's always someone else's fault.

"Haha." Gao Wen sneered. "I was thinking that you could at least apologize, but now it seems that forget it. A dog can't spit out ivory. You'd better shut up and avoid exposing the fact that you are a paramecium."

Wow! Kyrgios stood up suddenly. "What did you say? Say it again!"

Crash.

The security personnel on the scene immediately appeared and separated between Gao Wen and Kyrgios. Of course, the most important thing was to control the impulsive Kyrgios.

Gawain turned around and protected the caddy behind him, "I say, if you don't have a brain, just shut your mouth and avoid letting others see your stupidity."

"Damn." Kyrgios waved his fist and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by security personnel.

At the same time, two security guards stood in front of Gao Wen, but no one controlled Gao Wen, it was more like a line of defense to block Kyrgios.

Seeing this, Kyrgios became even more angry, "I'm going to kill him! Let go of me, I'm going to kill him!"

Right at this moment.

"Gawain."

A voice came from his ear, Gao Wen raised his head, and then saw the serious expression on the face of ATP gold medal referee Ali-Nili.

The gold medal referee is the highest and most authoritative among all referee levels. This American, who was promoted to gold medal referee in 2008, has less experience and has not yet officiated any Grand Slam singles finals. However, a gold medal is a gold medal and his authority is unquestionable.

At this point, Nellie pushed the microphone away and communicated privately.

"It should end here. You don't want to cross the line."

Obviously, Nelly was not happy with what Gawain had just said to provoke Kyrgios.

But Nelly also knew that everything was instigated by Kyrgios and Gawain was just fighting back, so his attitude was correct but not harsh, and he did not blame Gawain.

Gawain raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, indicating that he was not prepared to continue crossing the line, but he still did not relax in his words.

"Dear referee, things should not have developed to this point."

In fact, he was also condemning Nelly's enforcement for not being tough enough. From the noise from the audience to Kyrgios's loss of control, there were too many off-court factors in this game.

Even tournament director Terry was aware of this and not only was he present at the event, but security personnel were also fully upgraded to bring the situation under control at the first opportunity.

Then, as the referee, Nellie should also be tougher.

Faced with Gawain's neither humble nor arrogant response, Nellie felt a little helpless, but in the end he didn't say much. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Gawain ignored Kyrgios who was like a mad dog, turned around and escorted the caddie back to the rest area, and then -

Clap, clap, clap! Gao Wen was the first to applaud, watching the caddy swap positions with another caddy.

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The reporters and spectators nearby also applauded, and some even whistled, but it all happened too quickly. The audience who were a little further away were unable to realize what was happening here, and looked at the applauding audience with puzzled expressions: What's going on?

What happened to Gawain and the caddie? What happened to Kyrgios? Why did the security suddenly appear? Why was there such a mess? Why did they suddenly start clapping? What on earth was going on? Especially on live TV.

Because the live broadcast did not capture the scene of Kyrgios throwing the racket, there was simply no cause, so when they saw the subsequent plot, the audience in front of the TV were all confused, with a hundred thousand questions surging in their minds.

Just then, the referee's voice came through the microphone and solved the problem for them.

"Serious warning, Kyrgios, you don't abide by professional sports ethics..."

Without hesitation, the referee issued a second warning.

Although there is no penalty point, this warning needs to be reported to the ATP, which will review it after the game and propose penalties such as fines, penalty points, and even suspensions.

Such acts of violence must be strictly prohibited.

but--

As Gao Wen said, Nellie's enforcement is still too soft. It is just a serious warning, and its deterrent effect at the game scene is very, very limited.

Does Kyrgios care?

Of course he didn't care. He was still immersed in his own world, his face full of anger. After pushing the security guard away, he returned to his seat, still cursing and chattering. He didn't stop at all during the entire break, blaming the world, the audience and the venue, as if the whole world had offended him.

Even the home fans didn't have the energy to respond.

Shh! Shhh! The Margaret Court Arena started to get noisy. Kyrgios had just finished making noise when the home fans started making noise again.

However, the timing of the booing was very ambiguous and it was hard to tell what it was for. Although it was not common, the blood and surprise of the game were stealing the spotlight of the competition. Who could have expected that this quarterfinal match would turn out like this? But thinking carefully, seeing Kyrgios, it didn't seem so surprising.

(End of this chapter)