Chapter 928: Glittering

"History is right before our eyes. What do you think?"

The problem is raised.

In an instant, the air began to surge and boil, and one could clearly feel the rolling heat waves in the entire press conference room licking the sweat hairs on the surface of the skin.

The air was filled with smoke.

Just use your imagination, just imagine, just speculate, and your brain will explode into fireworks and bloom into clusters of flowers.

All eyes were focused on Gawain, as if he weighed a thousand pounds.

However, Gawain was completely unaware of any changes, his expression remained calm, and the faint smile on the corners of his mouth was slowly calming down.

"I think we should give Stan the respect he deserves."

reporter:……

Gawain hadn't finished speaking yet, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Come on, guys, you need to be more than that, show some respect, okay?"

The whole audience was silent.

Obviously, in the other semi-final, Djokovic is the more favored side. At the same time, the dream match of "Djokovic VS Gavin" is also a match that countless reporters have been hyping, looking forward to and waiting for since two weeks ago. This is definitely welcome news.

However, the match between Djokovic and Wawrinka has not yet ended, and reporters are already eager to look forward to the scene of Gawain playing against three giants in a row. Is this really a good thing?

Apart from anything else, it was on this court that Wawrinka unexpectedly defeated Djokovic last year, ushering in a new era of subverting the dominance of the Big Four. As the defending champion, Wawrinka should not be treated like this.

Furthermore, have all the reporters developed amnesia? “Big Four vs. Challengers” is the theme they themselves came up with, and it is widely believed that it should be a focus throughout the 2015 season.

Then, in the other semi-final, shouldn't the reporters expect Wawrinka to replicate last year's miracle and defeat Djokovic again to advance to the final? That fits the theme, doesn't it?

Obviously, driven by the urgency and greed for quick success, the reporters have lost their minds and are just joining in the fun without caring about anything else.

It is precisely because of this that Gawain's accusations and ridicules became more and more sharp.

Are the journalists present here really only at this level?

Buzz buzz buzz.

Everyone present was smart. They could immediately hear the sharpness hidden in Gawain's unfinished words, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, will journalists really surrender so easily?

The answer is no, without a doubt.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.

After a brief silence, someone spoke up directly, without even raising his hand or asking for permission, thus breaking the balance.

Perhaps, from the content of the question, it can be judged why he refused to ask permission and asked it directly.

“So, are you scared to play against Djokovic?”

provocative.

But Gawain remained calm and charged back head-on.

"So, you're looking down on Stan?"

The reporter choked.

However, Gawain's counterattack was not over yet.

"I never think we should pick opponents because in any game the player who performs better will win."

"This also means that both Novak and Stan, who will eventually stand on the final stage, are players in better form and with better performance. For me, this is a difficult task and an exciting challenge."

"Will I be afraid?"

"Ha, if I were scared, I wouldn't be standing here, I'd just stay at home and knit."

Hahaha.

Because of Gao Wen's teasing and ridicule, the press conference room was unable to control the laughter.

"In fact, quite the opposite."

"I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to playing against the best and most in-form players at Melbourne Park this year. Isn't that the greatest charm of every competitive sport?"

“I believe Novak and Stan think the same way.”

"While this reporter is sitting here talking and making comments, you are distorting the sport in the most filthy, dirty and ugly way possible, showing a lack of respect for Stan, thinking he can't win, and a lack of respect for Novak, thinking he needs to be humbled by others."

"Of course, you also lack respect for me, but obviously, I am just a young boy who has just started out and whose beard has not yet grown out. You don't care about my dignity and pride, so there is no need to discuss my pitiful and injured self-esteem."

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Ha! Hahahaha! The laughter could not be stopped at all, and it was getting more and more intense.

"At this moment, I sit here and solemnly invite you to pay attention not to those fancy things, but to the game itself."

"The reason why the Big Four are great is not because they created history, but because they proved their love and contribution to the sport with one game after another and one championship after another; similarly, every player standing on the other side of the court and teaming up with them to deliver a wonderful game also deserves respect."

"Because without the runner-up, there would be no glory of the champion."

The laughter gradually disappeared.

Instead, the whole stadium was silent and solemn, with all eyes focused on Gawain's shoulder. The young player's face was so determined and brilliant.

"So if you ask me, what are my expectations and feelings about the historical moments that are coming and potentially coming?"

“My answer is, I don’t care.”

"The only important thing now is that I believe Novak and Stan can give a wonderful game, which also means that no matter who we face in the final, it will not be an easy game. I will also try my best to join hands with the other side to give a wonderful match. That's all."

"Thanks."

Bang Bang Bang! Emotions can no longer be suppressed.

Clap, clap! The applause was thunderous.

Yu Jia couldn't control his excitement and passion, his blood boiling. He stood up immediately and gave Gao Wen a warm round of applause.

In Gao Wen's eyes, there was a pure and scorching flame, which was the belief in dreams, the courage to face challenges, and the fighting spirit to fight to the end. At this moment, the soul of competitive sports was lit up, and the brilliant light swept across the entire audience, making people feel excited.

Yu Jia completely forgot his identity as a reporter. He was like an ordinary fan, like a child who holds on to and believes in dreams. His enthusiasm surged out, and all of it turned into warm applause. There were no words or movements, he just clapped his hands in ecstasy.

Yu Jia is not alone.

One after another, people in the press conference room stood up. Those neutral reporters, those reporters who truly loved tennis, regardless of region, country, age or class, all stood up and applauded.

Even Australian journalists can be seen——

At certain moments, competitive sports are able to transcend national boundaries, find the common passion deep in the human soul, and then ignite it.

(End of this chapter)