A question mark slowly appeared on Sinner's head, and then one after another, filling his head in the blink of an eye. So, has he met the fans now?
But, how is it possible?
Sinner officially entered the world of tennis in less than a year and rarely participated in formal youth events. He was still a novice.
And, to take a step back, maybe there are spectators who see some of his games, but fans? How many people are going to be fans of teenage players?
Wait, or is it that the person in front of me has watched his ski competition? Otherwise, is it just a courtesy?
"……are you talking about me?"
Sina looked at the waiter in front of him in astonishment, full of confusion. After he opened his mouth, he realized that there was still food he was chewing in his mouth. This was really rude. He quickly covered his mouth with a napkin.
The violently shaking pupils revealed the panic inside, a burst of panic.
The waiter showed a smile and said, "Yannick, you are so funny. Of course I am talking about you."
Xinner tried to swallow the food, almost choking on himself, but he did not dare to cough and held his breath for fear that he would not behave well, so that his cheeks turned slightly red.
Sieglinde was also a little surprised——
For adults, she knew social etiquette, and sometimes, in social situations, they tended to say some polite compliments, so this was not unusual; but the point was, why did the restaurant manager say that to Sinner?
What about a polite compliment? That doesn't make sense.
Maybe, this is Roland Garros?
Everything is closely related to tennis, so much so that the restaurant pays attention to all the trivial matters in the tennis world, including young players who have just entered the tennis world?
Who knew that among these "post-00s" players there might be future world champions?
Thoughts are also surging in Sieglinde's mind, but no matter what, this is a good thing, right?
Sieglinde patted Sinner's arm lightly and said, "Yannick, you should be polite."
Xinner nodded frantically to show that he understood, and finally swallowed the food, "Sorry, I mean, thank you, thank you!"
After stumbling and being confused, Xinner still found some sanity.
The waiter smiled brightly and gave Sinner a thumbs up, "Looking forward to seeing you participating in the youth competition at Roland Garros next year."
Sina nodded again confusedly and watched the waiter turn and leave.
Uh, what...what just happened?
After a moment's delay, Xinner realized that his brain had turned into a ball of mush, his reflexes were malfunctioning, and he was nodding his head the whole time, like a nodding doll.
Xinner wanted to cover his face.
"Yo, yo yo, our Yannick also has fans."
Mark's joking voice came from next to him, a little bit naughty and a little bit teasing. You didn't need to look up to see his winking grimace.
"Yannick, tell me, has he seen your funny video clips of ski wrestling?"
Brothers, they are indeed brothers, and with a twist, they made fun of Xinner.
Sieglinde was very helpless and yelled, "Mark!"
Mark didn't have any ill intentions. He corrected his mistakes immediately and immediately raised his hands to express surrender. "I'm just a little surprised by the tennis atmosphere in Paris that so much attention is paid to youth events."
In fact, Italy has done the best in the tennis youth training system in recent years. From the opening of tennis schools to the holding of the Hope Tournament to the support of sponsors and official support, tennis has been fully spread in the Apennine Peninsula and continues to spread.
Encourage more young talents to participate.
Sinner can be seen as a result of the influence of the entire youth training system's propaganda.
Just a few years later, a large number of outstanding young players such as Sinner, Berrettini, Musetti, Lorenzo Sonego, etc. emerged in Italy.
Of course, the same is true for France. In addition to Pouilly, there is also a group of young people born in the 1990s and 1995s. Although their rise was slightly slower, they later emerged in full force and ranked among the top 100 in the world.
He does not mean that--
If Mark hadn't said anything, Sinner hadn't reacted yet. He was just immersed in the shock, but now a thought came to his mind:
Currently, he only participates in a very small number of youth competitions in Italy, so how did the waiter know him just now?
Could it be that that person happened to see him play when he was on vacation in Italy? Just like he saw Gawain in New York last year?
The thought had just sprouted, just an idea. Before it even had time to form, Xinner's thoughts were interrupted——
Another waiter showed up and asked if they could remove the plates they had finished eating and when dessert would be served.
Sinner leaned back slightly to make room for the waiter to clean up the mess. He picked up the water glass and leaned back on the chair. He was a little lost in thought, but his thoughts could not be coherent.
Sinner is a smart kid. Whether he used to practice skiing or now chooses tennis, he likes to think in competitions and training. He always believes that competitive sports are not just about brute force. The role played by the brain is often
Beyond imagination, it may even be decisive.
It is precisely because of this that Sinner particularly likes Gawain. In his games, you can really feel the light of wisdom.
That’s right! Gawain!
The train of thought that had just been interrupted returned to the key point——
He is about to meet Gawain!
Emotions boiled up again, and those messy thoughts were temporarily put aside. There are more important things waiting for him now.
Sinner turned to look at Sieglinde, "Mom, before we go to see Gawain, can we go to the souvenir shop first? I want to buy a small gift for Gawain."
Sieglinde nodded slightly, "Of course, sweetheart. This is a good idea. We should also express our gratitude. Your idea is very good."
Then, from the corner of his eyes, Sinner saw the waiter in front of him, who was his fan. Troubling thoughts surged in his mind, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. After all, this was the first time.
once--
Should he say hello? Or should he not interrupt the other person's work? He should stay calm and there's no need to make a fuss, right?
etc!
The man actually walked towards their table again, so should he say hello in advance? Or should he pretend not to see? What should he do?
The thoughts in my mind were in a mess, and before I had time to sort them out, the other party had already come to the table, smiling again and showing off his professionalism.
"I'm very sorry to disturb your private time, but our chef just heard that Yannick was here. He was thinking if he could invite Yannick to leave a signature in the restaurant. Our chef is also a fan of Yannick. I believe
I, he seemed very happy when he heard the news."
sign?
Although he had long heard that restaurants leave signatures of celebrities for publicity, when it actually happened, Xinner couldn't react at all. He was in a fog, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of pink.
It felt like cotton candy, and my feet could no longer feel the center of gravity on the ground.