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Chapter 334 My Name

Chapter 334 My name

Narrow. Crowded. Hot. Noisy.

Press Conference Hall No. 6 is not spacious. The visual effect should be no more than 40 square meters. There are three rows of seats neatly arranged, which can accommodate 30 reporters. At the end is the US Tennis Open.

The cooperative television media had cameras lined up to record the scene.

The overall size is almost the same as yesterday's pre-match press conference. This should be the standard press conference hall of the event organizer. As for the large-capacity space, it is reserved for the biggest players; but at this moment, the crowded crowd in front of them is...

It's a completely different scene.

Bustling and crowded.

This is no longer a packed house. There are still several figures standing on both sides of the camera. Even if you are standing for the interview, you don’t want to miss this press conference.

Today is the second day of the US Open, including all the men's and women's matches. This is undoubtedly the first upset, especially when the overturner is the local darling Isner. According to the official arrangement of the tournament,

This is evident from the distinguished treatment at Arthur Ashe Stadium.

Naturally, the reporter was outraged.

Gurgling.

Gurgling.

Even if the reporters didn't speak, the carbon dioxide they breathed out caused the temperature in the room to rise steadily. The hum of the air conditioner couldn't restrain the sweat from rushing out. A buzzing and boiling sound continued in the room.

Surging.

Li Yanan was a little nervous.

She hosted Gao Wen's press conference yesterday. The host of the press conference needs to have the ability to speak multiple languages, because there is a habit of bilingual interviews in Grand Slam tournaments, one is in English, and the other is from the players themselves.

mother tongue, so the host needs to have both these abilities.

Over the years, due to the outstanding performance of the Chinese women's players, a collective advantage has been formed, and hosts who are good at Chinese have gradually become standard. However, Li Yanan has never encountered a situation like yesterday. Even thinking about it now, he still can't help but feel his spine.

Sweat.

So what about today?

Although Li Yanan tried hard to convince himself that he would not make the same mistake today, he still had lingering fears.

At this time, looking at the packed press conference hall in front of him, Li Yanan cast an inquiring look at Gao Wen, and after receiving a smiling nod, he raised his voice and said.

"The players are ready and can now start asking questions."

Brush brush brush.

Swish, brush, brush!

My ears can even clearly capture the hunting sound of arms slapping the air, which is as spectacular as the waves of wheat blown by the wind. Then I can feel the eager gestures of each one, and the urgency and curiosity conveyed in the eyes are shining, like

Like a pack of hungry wolves.

Li Yanan:......

This scene from one extreme to the other is rare. If Li Yanan hadn't experienced it personally and someone told her this story, she would probably think that the other person was joking.

Li Yanan subconsciously looked back at Gao Wen, and then he could see that Gao Wen was slightly surprised, but did not make a fuss. There was a faint smile in his eyes, which made Li Yanan relax the corners of his mouth and stabilize his mind a little.

, and named the first reporter to interview.

"Good afternoon, I'm Frank Hancock from ESPN. I want to ask, Gao? We saw Pete Sampras in your player box. Is Sampras yours?"

Coach?"

The first question is typical and representative——

What they care about is not the victory, but the gossip surrounding the victory. After all, from the perspective of news headlines, "Sampras disciples upset Isner in the first round", which is obviously more impactful.

This is the media.

So, how should Gawain respond?

"Gawain."

He said.

The reporters were confused and didn't understand what Gawain was talking about.

Gawain had no choice but to repeat himself.

"I mean, my name is Gawain."

As he spoke, he picked up the name tag in front of him and showed a big smile. It was a completely friendly gesture of introducing himself as a newbie.

"You can call me by my full name, which is more convenient."

puff.

Li Yanan lowered his head to control his laughter, and his expression quickly returned to a professional posture, but he couldn't help but think about the huge difference between yesterday and today.

The reporters looked at each other and exchanged glances. They had also heard more or less about yesterday's incident, because both the ATP and the players' union strongly condemned it. Such behavior of neglecting or even humiliating players is absolutely unacceptable and should not happen in any situation.

Not even one player can do it.

The reactions of reporters can be divided into two types. One is indignant. Including Chinese reporters, they believe that such behavior is intolerable and lacks the most basic respect.

One is indifference, just a nobody. The cruelest reality in competitive sports is that no one remembers the loser, let alone a nobody ranked around 200. After losing to Isner, no one will remember.

They are all just anecdotes for after-dinner entertainment.

But no one expected that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

Gawain, who was bathed in the attention of everyone, was not shy or nervous at all. He faced everyone's gaze openly and gracefully, and his graceful appearance actually put the reporters' attention at a disadvantage.

Quietly, the initiative of the press conference shifted. I am afraid that this was something that none of the reporters present had expected.

Then what?

Gawain was not aggressive, but scanned the entire audience, facing each reporter's gaze with bright eyes, and then continued to speak.

"Pete was a friend, and I asked him to give me some advice because I was worried about standing on Arthur Ashe Stadium with my knees shaking and not knowing how to hit the ball."

"Now it seems that Pete is indeed Pete."

Light, humorous, wise, funny, and more importantly, avoids the point.

A simple sentence seems to answer the question, but the focus has shifted. This is the most powerful thing.

However, the reporters at the scene did not notice it for a while, but they all laughed softly.

As for how many people believe Gao Wen's words, that is another matter. After all, an unknown young player is actually a friend of Sampras, and Sampras also appeared in Gao Wen's player box.

?If things were really that simple, Sampras wouldn't be worth anything.

Li Yanan immediately clicked on the next reporter again.

"Hello Gao Wen, I am Yu Jia, a reporter from CCTV."

What stood up was a familiar face. I didn't expect that it would be the hometown reporter's turn so soon.

"Today, you became the first male player in the history of mainland China to win in the main draw of a Grand Slam, making history. How do you feel about this?"

In just a few words, you can deeply feel the excitement conveyed by Yu Jia, so much so that his voice trembled slightly.

(End of chapter)


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