MacDonald was a little cautious and followed Gawain step by step, moving forward.
Inadvertently, Macdonald squeezed Gawain's body because he was too close. Only then did Gawain notice Macdonald's uneasiness and shyness.
"What's wrong?" Gawain turned around and asked.
MacDonald shook his head. He wasn't originally going to answer, but after thinking about it, he muttered, "That's Sampras. Who am I to come up and say hello? He probably doesn't remember me at all."
Gao Wen immediately understood and showed a big smile, "It doesn't matter even if you don't remember. Just treat us as fans and come to say hello to your idol. What does it matter?"
The same thing seems to be different when viewed from a different angle.
MacDonald relaxed slightly, but his expression full of expectation and desire was still slightly nervous. He pushed Gawain's body in front and moved closer to Sampras.
Gawain didn't say much, and took the initiative to greet Sampras and Giron. He waited for the conversation between Sampras and Giron to end. He seized the opportunity, gestured to Giron with his jaw, and then waved and said hello, "Hey, Pete."
When they met for the first time, they both called him "Mr. Sampras", but Sampras didn't like it. It was too unfamiliar and too polite, which made him feel as if he had already half-entered the coffin. He hoped that he
Being able to be "younger" and mingle with these kids.
Therefore, everyone calls his name directly and affectionately.
"Oh, hey! Gawain!"
Sampras shouted out Gawain's name right away. No matter what the reason was, Gawain couldn't help but get excited when he could hear his idol calling out his name accurately.
"Good job, Mike."
Immediately afterwards, Sampras noticed MacDonald and said something again. It was obvious that MacDonald also became excited. His shy smile bloomed, and he scratched his head in a daze, laughing.
The smile on Sampras's face also rose, "Today's game is really full of surprises. The next crazy May should be worth looking forward to."
As he said that, Sampras's eyes fell on Gawain, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Compared to the last game, there has been improvement. Saramento's tactical change was an accident. He played very proactively, but your on-the-spot handling is even better. The whole game has matured a lot. You can see
Roger as a young man."
Roger Federer?
Gawain was really surprised, his eyes widened, "Pete, slow down, slow down, this is Roger and Rafa's, our vision can't keep up."
Rafael Nadal, nickname is "Rafa".
Sampras did not expect Gawain to respond like this, so he was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed.
At this time, a slow and leisurely voice came from beside Sampras, "Pete, aren't you going to introduce these two kids to me?"
Hearing the sound, Gawain and MacDonald noticed a person standing next to Sampras.
Because the crowd was raging, there were quite a few reporters coming and going, and it was no surprise that all the people in their sights were people. So they didn’t notice that the man was with Sampras, and thought he was one of the event staff or reporters.
Category.
Looking over at the sound, you can see an ordinary middle-aged man with a slightly bulging belly. His hair is already a little sparse, but his beard is trimmed neatly. His facial features are unremarkable, but there is a trace in his eyes.
Hidden shrewdness, looks like a Jew.
"Ah, John, sorry, sorry." Sampras called affectionately, "John, this is Gawain, Mac; Gawain, Mac, this is John."
John Tobias narrowed his eyes slightly into a thin slit, showed a slight smile, and held the right hands of the two young men respectively, and then paused slightly while holding Gawain's right hand.
For a moment, "Excuse me for being rude, what is the correct pronunciation of your name?"
"I know some Chinese. Your language also has tones. Different tones may mean completely different meanings." Tobias's expression was very serious.
"Gao. Wen." Naturally, Gawain couldn't be happier. He taught word by word. Tobias followed and studied it several times, but the pronunciation was always weird and made people laugh. However, Gawain could feel it.
He was sincere and not too harsh. He said kindly, "This is pretty standard."
Tobias raised his chin slightly with satisfaction, "So, the pronunciation of the name is somewhat different from that of the girl knight, right?"
"Huh? Girl knight?" Before Gawain could answer, Sampras interrupted Tobias.
Tobias was a little surprised, "Don't you think of King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table, Gawain?"
Sampras suddenly realized, "Ah! No wonder! Today in the audience, I saw a girl holding up the sign of the Maiden Knights. David and I also guessed that she should be a fanatical girl fan of Gawain. Now
I finally understand what’s going on.”
Seeing Sampras humbly asking for advice, everyone couldn't help but smile.
Tobias took advantage of the situation and said, "Even a fanatical girl fan can make sense. Today's game was very exciting. Obviously, our Bruins once again let the southerners know how good we are. Gao Wen's performance deserves the fans' enthusiastic pursuit
, and of course, so does Mackenzie.”
"Are you also a Bruin?" Gao Wen reacted immediately. He seemed to be a senior at UCLA.
Tobias nodded gently, "I was a member of the Bruins class of 1992. I was also on the tennis team, but unfortunately, I didn't have much talent. I was just a substitute until graduation."
Sampras let out a low chuckle, "But those four years also made you an excellent sports agent. You know what we need."
Sports agent?
Tobias shrugged, "Since you can't realize it yourself, you should at least expect others to help you realize it, just like countless parents forcing their dreams on their children. In fact, we are all bad guys."
Hahaha.
Tobias's understatement succeeded in making everyone laugh happily, even Macdonald showed a big smile.
Tobias, on the other hand, seemed very calm and continued to look at Gao Wen, "You are a little different from the Chinese players in my impression. I thought you all had a humble and low-key style."
"...Why do I feel like this is condemning me for being too high-profile?" Gao Wen deliberately showed an expression of protest and joked, and then everyone laughed again. Gao Wen also said immediately, "You know many Chinese tennis players.
Player?"
"Know some, like Li Na..." But as soon as he said the words, Tobias noticed something was wrong——
Li Na, who dares to speak and act, is outspoken and has a fiery personality, is an atypical representative, and this example is inappropriate.
Tobias noticed Gawain's teasing eyes and paused slightly, but Jiang was still smart and his reaction was very witty. He immediately changed his tone and said, "I guess players with outstanding strength should be a little different, so we can't use common sense."
