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Chapter 250 Topic Center

Chapter 250 Topic Center

Buzz buzz.

Buzz buzz.

The dense heat wave continuously hits the eardrums, so much so that I fall into the rut of tinnitus, as if the whole world is stirring.

But, slowly, slowly, the noise calmed down.

Because the reporters discovered that Gawain, who was in the center of the encirclement, was always smiling and watching them with bright eyes. He did not flee the scene or say anything to stop him. His slender figure like a tower just stood upright in the wind, with bustling people coming and going in all directions.

All eyes were focused on it.

This isn't quite right, is it?

In the eyes of others, it is like a group of tourists watching giraffes at the zoo. But because there are so many tourists, the scene is full of joy. Is it the tourists admiring the giraffes, the giraffes admiring the tourists, or the passers-by eating melons?

Are you admiring the scene in front of you?

The reporters were all veterans, and they all realized that they were all asking questions collectively, so that the questions could not be heard clearly, and Gao Wen did not know which question he should answer. Naturally, there was no way to communicate and ensure that the interview could be carried out.

The only way is to keep quiet.

So, it became quiet.

The orderly scene is like a classroom.

The smile on the corner of Gao Wen's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes fell on a reporter not far away, "This reporter can ask questions."

this……

Is this the scene of a press conference?

If you were hesitant and confused just now, you can now be 100% sure:

Gawain knew what he was doing.

Deliberately using silence to control the scene, and then patiently waiting for the opportunity to control the press conference process as the host, completely taking control of the situation in his own hands.

Wow!

The reporters couldn't believe their own judgment. What was the background of this unknown little guy in front of them——

For professional events, the NCAA actually has little value for attention. The weight of the national championship may only be the level of the hope game. There are actually many reporters who have never heard of Gao Wen's name.

"Gao, congratulations on winning the game again today and advancing to the third round. What do you think of today's performance?"

The first question seemed quite satisfactory, and it was basically the first routine question at a press conference.

After waiting for the question to come out, the surrounding reporters felt even more weird. One or two of them looked at the colleague who asked the question:

Are you sure this isn't the official post-match press conference?

Faced with such a problem, Gao Wen was naturally very calm.

"I'm still adapting to the rhythm of the game. Being able to successfully win and advance today is worth celebrating. I hope I can stay on the court longer and strive for more learning opportunities."

Humble, polite and confident.

After answering, all the reporters around raised their arms, and some even stood on tiptoes, hoping that they could be seen.

At this time, Gawain could really see the crowd at the scene. There were more than 20 people crowded on the three floors inside and outside. In addition, passers-by could not help but stop because of such a grand occasion. The scene was indeed spectacular. In the afternoon

The sun's rays were strong and hot, making the skin slightly hot.

Then Gao Wen named the next reporter, who couldn't wait to ask.

"So, are you confident about winning the championship?"

Colleagues praised the reporter one after another: he approached the subject step by step and guided Gawain into the trap. This ordinary question was somewhat standard.

Then the expectant eyes immediately glanced towards the landing.

"No, I have no confidence." Gao Wen showed a bright smile. This was not humility but honesty. "But I will try my best to complete every game and advance to the next round. I look forward to winning the chance to win the championship."

Immediately afterwards, the next question became sharp.

"So, are you here for the championship too?"

The sharp and powerful straight shot carried an aggressive momentum, and he rushed towards Gawain with his teeth and claws bared. However, he saw that Gawain was not nervous or embarrassed at all, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

“Isn’t there a player who isn’t?”

A rhetorical question, understated but full of confidence, and most importantly, no direct response at all, caught all the reporters off guard and left them stunned.

Tobias stood beside him, with a satisfied smile in his eyes. As expected, reporters were no problem for Gawain at all. His witty and funny attitude was on the one hand, and his calm and calm aura on the other. Not to mention Bingham

It’s time for the Dayton Challenge, and I guess there won’t be many of them in the entire tour—

Why does everyone like Federer? Even Nadal and Djokovic are not as good as Federer in front of reporters.

The reason is that Federer's infinite charm in front of reporters is so attractive.

In Gawain, Tobias saw similar but different unique charm.

That's it at this moment.

The reporters didn't expect Gawain's answer at all:

Indeed, who doesn’t want to win a professional competition, and who doesn’t want to win a championship?

But the problem is that in challenge-level events, there will occasionally be some black sheep who just come to paddle and get a little bonus to make ends meet, and have no interest in winning the championship.

The reporters thought that they should educate Gao Wen: My child, you are still too young and naive, and you don’t know the dangers of society. Not everyone still cherishes the dreams of their youth, and not all competitive sports are as beautiful.

However, when they were waiting for the next reporter's question, they realized that their thoughts had been taken into the ditch by Gawain. The focus shouldn't be here, okay?

"High, but Sasha thinks you are no threat at all. On the road to winning the championship, you are just a nobody worth mentioning."

Boom, boom boom boom.

This is the point.

The thoughts of the reporter army were finally pulled back, and they recalled their main tasks today. Involuntarily, the crowd surrounding Gao Wen moved forward slightly, almost to the point where they were face to face, face to face, as if they were breathing.

They can hit each other directly on the cheek.

They tried to provoke Gawain and also tried to seize the explosive point.

However, Gawain not only did not panic, but also raised his eyebrows, showing a "finally" smile.

"I'm still thinking about when this problem will come out."

Um?

What is this reply? Is Gawain waiting here?

Gawain chuckled, "Besides the reason for our top seed, I really can't think of any other reason for you to make a special trip to interview me. I guess you can't even say my name in full, right?"

Is this an attack on journalists?

But the reporters at the scene were a little aggrieved. They wanted to refute but couldn't say a word, because they really couldn't tell Gao Wen's complete name——

The pronunciation of Chinese pronunciation is too difficult! How do they know!

Is Gao Wen packing Zverev and reporters together to complain?

Then, you can see Gawain shrugging slightly and saying lightly, "It seems that I have a new task. Next, I should perform well and try my best to make people remember my name."

(End of chapter)


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