Chapter 994 Professionals

"Most of the time, paparazzi are doing useless work, just like detectives. There are countless clues in front of them, and they have to follow every clue. Ninety-nine out of a hundred clues may be dead ends."

"However, these useless efforts can often trigger other possibilities. Once they are triggered, their work can open up the situation."

"It seems to me that they didn't know what was going on either, but when they saw you were here and Maria was in Miami, they decided to come over and give it a try."

Gawain was eloquent and confident, and his simple words were so convincing that Dimitrov couldn't help but nod slightly.

What Dimitrov didn't know was that the professional player standing in front of him, who had just reached the third highest ranking in the world, actually worked as...

reporter.

Dimitrov nodded, not quite understanding.

"That's fine then."

"I'll go out now and tell them directly that there's no need to follow up. I just feel like I'm not in good shape recently, so I came here specifically to train with you, hoping to get back on track."

“Then, they’ll leave.”

Dimitrov was still worried that the paparazzi would cause inconvenience and trouble to Gawain.

Imagine that paparazzi are like flies that follow you everywhere and you can’t get rid of them. That feeling is really annoying and no one likes it.

So, Dimitrov just wanted to solve the problem as quickly as possible, and his brain worked quickly, and he came up with a fairly reasonable explanation.

Cut the Gordian knot.

He thought that as long as he gave an answer, the paparazzi would leave obediently.

Gawain stopped Dimitrov in time, this guy is still too young.

"Do you think the paparazzi will listen to your explanation?"

This rhetorical question made Dimitrov stunned, and he subconsciously retorted, "Why not?"

"Grigor, if there is a bond of trust between us and the paparazzi, do they still need to follow us? Do they still need to secretly go through our trash cans? Do they still need to be sneaky and hide in the shadows?"

Gawain asked a series of questions, interrupting Dimitrov's words and making him stand there in a daze.

"Paparazzi are like this. If you tell them one thing, they will think there must be two, three, or even four and five hidden. The more you tell them, the more curious they become and the more they want to investigate."

"It feels like the more you say there is nothing going on, the more they believe there must be something fishy going on. They get more and more excited, and you can't get rid of it no matter how hard you try."

Dimitrov was dumbfounded, but soon realized that Gawain was right, "So what? What should I do? Tell the truth?"

Unexpectedly, Gawain shook his head again and said, "No, Gregor, your way of thinking is wrong. You think from your own perspective, but the paparazzi think from the perspective of breaking news. So, they will not give up unless they get the answer they want."

"Like, you and Maria broke up."

"For example, because your relationship with Maria was too stressful, you lost control and beat up a reporter."

"For example, you can no longer bear the fact that everyone says you said 'Sharapova's boyfriend', and you have a conflict with Maria and leave Miami in anger."

Dimitrov, his jaw dropped, "This... but these are not the truth."

Gawain shrugged.

Does the truth matter?

The truth has always been important, very, very important, but unfortunately, in the age of entertainment to death, it has become less and less important.

Dimitrov knew that Gawain was right, and he felt frustrated. "What should we do? This won't work, and that won't work either. Should we just let them go?"

Gawain's smile rose slightly. "Of course not. To deal with paparazzi, we should use paparazzi methods. Gregor, we can't be so honest. Watch me."

After saying this, Gao Wen showed a faint smile, full of confidence.

Dimitrov was stunned. Why did he feel that Gawain seemed eager to try?

When other people encounter paparazzi, don't they all feel headache, irritability, and anger?

Why does Gao Wen look so excited?

"Gawain...are you okay?" Dimitrov asked stutteringly, thinking that Gawain was mad.

Gao Wen's smile was as gentle as spring breeze. "It's okay, of course it's okay. Why should it be a problem? It should be those paparazzi who are in trouble."

Rubbing hands, jumping, and even hearing cheerful singing coming in the wind.

Dimitrov was in a disheveled state, and something seemed to be wrong.

Question: How should you stuff an elephant into a refrigerator?

Answer, open the refrigerator, put it in, and close the refrigerator.

So, how do you get rid of the paparazzi?

The answer is actually not that complicated. All you need to do is cleverly take advantage of the paparazzi's doubts and speculations and set a trap. That's all.

First step, call Tobias.

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Tobias arrived at Gawain's residence exhausted, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Even though he tried his best to stay calm, he could still feel a little anxious.

For Dimitrov, who is in poor form, the last thing he needs now is media interference.

Many times, things between lovers are not a big deal, but after being reported by paparazzi, they are put under the microscope, and every move is over-interpreted, and then things may fall into another situation, or even become irreversible.

From the agent's perspective, Tobias also hopes that Dimitrov and Sharapova can continue to date, so he is naturally very annoyed at this time.

However, when I opened the door, I saw Dimitrov doing yoga quietly. He didn't look like an "ant on the hot pan" as I had imagined.

Tobias was confused. What was going on? Instead, the anxious Tobias looked a little embarrassed.

"John, you've come just in time."

Gao Wen, who was coming towards him, was even more sunny and walked briskly, with a sense of lightness all over his body, as if he was preparing to go on a spring outing and vacation.

Tobias was even more confused. He moved closer to Gawain and said in a low voice, "I just checked. It is indeed paparazzi, and there are more than one."

"I just scanned it and found at least three."

The scale was even larger than expected, and Sharapova's appeal was once again verified.

Gawain could sense Tobias's anxiety and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, paparazzi are not some terrible beast, there's no need to worry."

Tobias frowned slightly. "Of course I know that paparazzi are not monsters, but they are not sheep either. Once you get entangled with them, there will be no end to it."

This is what Tobias is worried about.

If the paparazzi just followed Dimitrov to the airport, they would be disappointed because Dimitrov was not traveling with Sharapova; Tobias only needed to protect Dimitrov into the airport and avoid asking questions, and the matter would be resolved.

The key is that the paparazzi will definitely not give up. Once they smell the slightest clue, they may follow like leeches, from Los Angeles to Acapulco, and then to Indian Wells and Miami.

In the last two events, men's and women's competitions will be held together, and Dimitrov and Sharapova will inevitably be on the same stage.

Once the matter is not properly resolved and drags on until that time, it may not just be the paparazzi but the media will inevitably launch a crackdown as well.

That's where it gets really tricky.

Gao Wen seemed very calm. "John, the key point should be to let the paparazzi lose track on their own. However, on the surface, we did nothing."

What's going on? Tobias felt as if he had gotten to know Gawain all over again today.

(End of this chapter)