Chapter 993 Paparazzi Lurking
"…Have you heard of the 'Monday Syndrome'?"
Gawain gave a completely new term, and Dimitrov's face was full of question marks. The answer was given without him even opening his mouth, and he obviously knew nothing about it.
Gao Wen chuckled. "I just get uncontrollably irritable every Monday. On the one hand, I know I have to go to work, or I'll starve to death. But on the other hand, I resist going to work with every fiber of my being, and I wish the earth would explode right away."
"Haha." Dimitrov couldn't help laughing and gave Gawain a thumbs up. "Very vivid image. It seems that everyone is like this."
Gao Wen shrugged, "Life is like this. Everyone is full of contradictions and conflicts. Reasons are reasons, but things are never that simple. So throughout our lives, we are entangled with ourselves. This is a confrontation with no victory and no end."
Dimitrov: ...
Thinking about it carefully, it actually... makes a lot of sense. Dimitrov couldn't help but sigh, "How come I didn't know that you were also interested in philosophy?"
Gao Wen, however, clenched his fist to celebrate, "Yeah! I succeeded in pretending to be awesome!"
One action makes the atmosphere lighten up.
In fact, Dimitrov has not slept well in recent nights. He trains until exhaustion every day and falls into a deep sleep as soon as he gets home. His whole brain is blank, but no matter how much he sleeps, it seems that he cannot replenish his energy. He still feels tired, and the pressure and troubles are always there.
He needed this kind of conversation to relax himself.
Dimitrov cast his gaze towards the backyard. "What were you looking at just now? By the way, aren't you going to take care of your back garden? Why is it just left bare like this?"
Gao Wen was also a little helpless. "I don't know anything about gardening, so what else can I do? I'm also thinking about whether I should find a professional to take care of it."
After a pause, Gawain looked again at the low wall of lilac bushes in the backyard. He could vaguely see the street across the street, but the picture was not clear.
"Grigor, I think I saw a paparazzi just now."
Not a stray cat, but a paparazzi.
Dimitrov had not expected such an answer at all, and was stunned. "But, what are they doing here?"
Is it because this is Los Angeles?
After all, Hollywood is here, with stars gathering and paparazzi everywhere, and the whole city is wrapped in a glamorous world of fame and fortune.
Although professional tennis players are also public figures, compared to football and basketball, the paparazzi do not focus as much on them, not even the Big Four, not even Serena Williams and Maria Sharapova...
etc.
Dimitrov realized a possibility, "Could it be..."
He looked at Gawain, his eyes full of apology, "Gawain, I'm sorry."
Obviously, the paparazzi didn't come for Gao Wen.
For tennis fans, Gao Wen, who just made history in Melbourne Park, is in hot form and all eyes are on him.
But for Vanity Fair, Gowan still lacks a little influence. Paparazzi would rather follow Victoria's Secret models and have little interest in Gowan.
What's more, this is Los Angeles, there are countless superstars worth paying attention to, and Gao Wen can't even be ranked.
Just look at the past period of time and you will know.
Every day, Gao Wen traveled back and forth between his residence and the training ground without any cover, coming and going freely, without encountering any paparazzi or being besieged.
That is, when UCLA was training, a large number of student fans gathered around the training field, that's all.
Well, if Gao Wen was not mistaken, and the person who appeared in the backyard was indeed a paparazzi, then there was only one possibility -
Dimitrov.
To be more precise, it should be "Sharapova's boyfriend."
At any time, gossip always attracts a lot of attention.
Perhaps, professional tennis players rarely come into the paparazzi's sight, but they can always be seen whenever a scandal occurs.
Back then, when Verdasco and Ivanovic were in and out together, the paparazzi were making a lot of noise, even constantly trying to find evidence of Verdasco's cheating. Although they never found any, the constant flashes of light still made the couple overwhelmed, and they broke up after just five months.
Sharapova, even more so.
As the current highest-earning player in women's tennis, every romance of Sharapova is always a sensation, and her every move is under the surveillance of paparazzi. Whenever there is any slight disturbance, the paparazzi always rush to the scene as soon as possible and report it to the public with their cameras.
So, at this moment, the paparazzi appeared here, probably because of Dimitrov.
The reason is simple.
Sharapova was training in Miami, so why was Dimitrov in Los Angeles?
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For professional players, they are rarely together and are often apart. They should seize every opportunity and every time to accompany each other. This has been the case in the past two years.
So why is this time an exception?
Could it be that...
If you think about it carefully, it seems that it is time. After all, the two have been dating for two years and have gone through a passionate and sweet period of love. Their relationship will inevitably face more tests in the future.
Normally, the paparazzi, who are nowhere to be seen, would appear one by one as soon as they smelled something unusual.
Dimitrov thought that if it weren't for him, Gawain wouldn't have to face the troubles of paparazzi, and his face was full of guilt; at the same time, thinking that he had to face the paparazzi, a complex emotion surged up, irritable and depressed, aggrieved and uneasy, and a fire surged in his chest.
Gawain frowned and looked at Dimitrov seriously, "Grigor, are you looking down on me?"
Dimitrov: ...? Gao Wen said righteously, "Why do you think that the paparazzi are not here for me? Maybe they are just trying to expose my bad image of being arrogant and conceited in private? Grigor, I always thought you were very humble and low-key, but it seems that I was wrong."
Dimitrov was dumbfounded, words welling up in his throat, but he didn't know how to express himself.
Puff.
Gawain laughed and waved his hand. "I know they are here for you, but Gregor, you don't have to apologize for other people's mistakes. Even if we need to condemn, we should condemn the paparazzi. It has nothing to do with you. Remember, you are also a victim."
Dimitrov didn't expect that his tense mood would relax a little, and even the corners of his mouth would rise.
"Thanks".
He originally wanted to say this, but when the words came to his lips, he found that the words were too light and too simple. The true gratitude should be kept in his heart.
"So, are you sure it's really the paparazzi? No one else should know about what happened between Maria and me, so why did they suddenly gather here?"
Gao Wen shook his head gently. "You don't understand this. Paparazzi requires eyes, a sense of smell, sensitivity, and a little spark of inspiration."
There was a deep light in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)