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Chapter 1078 Fan Number One

Chapter 1078 Fan No. 1

Dimitrov:???

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly and slowly shifted his body to the left, his face peeked out from behind Gawain's palm, his eyes widened, and he made a gesture of spreading his hands.

There are no words.

But the important thing is that there is no need for words or explanation. Just like mime, body language is enough to convey the message, and the humorous effect is overwhelming.

Perhaps Dimitrov did not fully understand the situation. After all, his understanding of reporters was not as thorough as that of Gawain, but this did not matter.

Dimitrov still used the most authentic and direct reaction to present the purest and most essential thoughts in his heart. He quietly asked the reporter in front of him with his mouth,

"What are we doing now?"

boom!

The laughter became even brighter.

Looking at Dimitrov like this, how could reporters continue to attack him?

Dimitrov didn't know why, so he sat up straight again, leaned slightly towards Gawain, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Gawain was also amused by Dimitrov's expression. He also lowered his voice and said seriously with a serious expression, "They suggested that I rely on my face to make a living."

Dimitrov paused for a moment, then immediately realized what was going on. The ins and outs of the whole thing became clear, and he finally understood what was going on.

Dimitrov felt warm in his heart, showed a slight smile, moved closer to Gawain, and stayed away from the microphone, speaking at a volume that only two people could hear.

"I do not mind."

"This is not the first day they said this about me. First they said I was a model player, then they said I was a pretty girl who relied on Maria, and then they said I was a vase."

Behind the understatement, there are invisible scars.

Dimitrov has been trying to prove himself on the field and has been trying to pursue perfection. In addition to his own reasons, there are also pressures from the outside world.

It is precisely because of this that every defeat hurts Dimitrov more deeply and more seriously. Things are never that simple.

Gawain did not comfort Dimitrov, but lowered his voice and replied.

"They are jealous."

"But the problem is, what can they do about jealousy? Unless they are reincarnated, there is nothing they can do."

One sentence successfully made Dimitrov burst into laughter.

Ahead, reporters were like groundhogs, stretching their necks one by one, emerging from their holes in the ground, and casting concerned glances eagerly:

What are you talking about? Let us also listen together?

Gawain shifted his gaze, approached the microphone again, and showed a smile.

"I told Gregor that you are all jealous of him, just like me."

Be aboveboard and upright.

Gawain just said it directly. His elegant and generous gesture brought him into the context, but he didn't say "jealousy for anything", which made it seem meaningful.

Everyone has their own interpretation.

Some reporters looked away guiltily, some showed disdain, and some simply dismissed it, but more showed understanding smiles, and the rustling and trivial sounds surged in the air, relaxed and comfortable.

, the whole atmosphere seems different.

As they looked at each other, a reporter continued to ask questions.

"Gawain, I'm not sure if you have noticed that in Indian Wells this time, a large number of fans have come specifically for you and are waiting for you."

"Among them, the most famous one is LaWanda. I wonder if you have heard of her name?"

Questions about fans?

extraordinary.

Generally speaking, questions at press conferences are centered around players, but now, the main subject of reporters' questions is fans, which is a bit surprising.

Interestingly, other reporters at the scene also nodded and smiled, and the lively and harmonious atmosphere could be seen that they also agreed with this question.

What’s even more interesting is that both Gawain and Dimitrov, who were “just a hair away from disconnection”, showed clear expressions this time.

"Yes, I have heard of LaWanda. To be precise, we have heard her name in different places."

"Yeah, yeah, I've heard her name more than once in players' restaurants, training grounds, hotels, wherever players gather."

"Obviously, she's a focal point."

As he spoke, Dimitrov had a flash of inspiration, turned to look at Gao Wen, and said excitedly, "By the way, yesterday, when I met Andy in the locker room, he asked me about LaWanda and me.

Did you take a group photo?"

Gao Wen's eyes widened and he did not hide his surprise. The "Andy" here should be Murray. "It seems that we missed a lot of hot spots."

Heard, and that was all he heard, Gawain never delved deeply into who this "Lawanda" was, so he looked at the reporter.

Sure enough, the reporter dutifully provided popular science:

LaWanda, this is an ordinary fan, living in California. No one knows which city she lives in, and no one knows her real age, but there is no doubt that she should be over forty, because this is

She came to Indian Wells for the tenth consecutive year to watch the game.

In the past two years, social networks have emerged in an all-round way, sweeping the world like a tornado and completely changing the lifestyle of the young generation.

LaWanda also kept up with the times. With the help of her two daughters, she registered an account and started her career as a fan in a new era.

Every year, LaWanda comes to Indian Wells to watch the game, and occasionally goes to Miami.

In Indian Wells, the whole process is online, and every game in the center court is not missed; at the same time, people wait in the fan area for a long time just to take photos with the players.

On her personal social network account, LaWanda updates her group photos every day; in addition, she also updates the group photos taken in the previous camera era. Each photo truly records the passage of time, and you can see the changes in the stadium.

, as well as the generational changes of players.

Bit by bit, it records the memories LaWanda has had in Indian Wells over the past ten years. At the same time, it is also a mark of the times.

The story that has developed to this point is actually just the record of a senior tennis fan. It is nothing, because there is more than one such story.

Placed in the ocean of network information, it is even more like a drop of water in the vast ocean.

Not worth mentioning.

The point is that this year's Indian Wells has triggered a lot of discussions on social networks, and the topical effect detonated by the "Cavaliers" is a clear sign.

In this wave, Lawanda's personal account also attracted a lot of attention, and the number of followers continued to rise, which also encouraged Lawanda.

LaWanda is becoming more and more active.

This passionate, amiable and amiable lady has always been a great networker. She can quickly get to know each other in person. Now she is even more at home in Indian Wells. She can be seen everywhere, and any player can

Names were spoken and the conversation was pleasant.

Taking photos and signing autographs is a matter of course.

In just one week, among the players participating in Indian Wells, including the qualifying rounds, almost everyone knew about LaWanda.

"Did you take a picture with Ms. Lawanda?"

This seems to be becoming a new greeting.

(End of chapter)


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