Chapter 927: sparkling

"History is right in front of you, what do you think?"

Question, thrown out.

In an instant, the air boiled violently, and the surface of the skin could clearly feel the roiling heat wave of the entire press conference hall licking the fine hair.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Just thinking about it, just imagining it, just guessing it, the brain has already exploded into fireworks, blooming in clusters of flowers.

All eyes were focused on Gao Wen's body, which was as heavy as a thousand weights.

However, Gao Wen didn't notice any changes at all, his expression was still sparse and normal, and the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth was slowly calming down bit by bit.

"I think we should give Stan the respect we deserve."

reporter:…

Gao Wen's words were not over yet, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Come on, guys, you should be more than that, show some respect, okay?"

The audience was silent.

Obviously, in the other semi-finals, Djokovic is the more favored side. At the same time, the dream match of "Djokovic vs. Gawain" is also a dream match that countless reporters have been hyping since two weeks ago. Looking forward to the game that we have been waiting for, this is definitely welcome news.

However, the match between Djokovic and Wawrinka has not yet ended, and the reporters can't wait to start looking forward to the scene of Gao Wen playing against the three giants in a row. Is this really good?

Apart from other things, Wawrinka defeated Djokovic in this venue last year, opening a new era of overturning the rule of the Big Four. As the defending champion, Wawrinka should not receive such treatment.

Also, do journalists all suffer from amnesia?

"Big Four vs. Challengers," a theme they've come up with themselves, is widely believed to be a focal point throughout the 2015 season.

So, in another semi-final, shouldn't the reporters expect Wawrinka to replicate last year's miracle and defeat Djokovic again to advance to the final?

That fits the theme, doesn't it?

Apparently, driven by the eagerness for quick success and greed, the reporters have lost their minds and started to join in the fun regardless.

It is precisely because of this that Gao Wen's accusations and ridicule became more and more sharp——

Are the reporters present really only at this level?

buzz buzz.

All the people present here are smart people, and they can immediately hear the edge hidden in Gao Wen's incomplete words, and they can't help but look at each other.

But are journalists really capitulating so easily?

The answer is no, without a doubt.

one second. two seconds. three seconds.

After a brief silence, someone raised his voice and spoke directly, without even raising his hand or getting permission, thus breaking the balance.

Perhaps, it can be judged from the content of the question, why he refused to get permission and asked the question directly.

"So, are you afraid of playing Djokovic?"

provocative.

But Gao Wen didn't change his face, and directly hit back head-on.

"So, are you looking down on Stan?"

Reporter, choked.

"I never thought we should be picking opponents, because any game is won by the player who plays better."

"This also means that whether it is Novak or Stan, who will finally stand on the final stage, they are all players with better performance and better performance. For me, this is a difficult task and an exciting challenge. .”

"Will I be afraid?"

"Ha, if I were afraid, I wouldn't stand here, but stay at home obediently knitting."

Hahaha.

Because of Gao Wen's banter and sarcasm, the press conference hall still couldn't control it, and there was a burst of laughter.

"In fact, quite the opposite."

"I'm looking forward to playing against the best and best players at Melbourne Park this year. Isn't this the biggest charm of every competitive sport?"

"I'm sure Novak and Stein felt the same way."

"While this reporter sits here talking and pointing fingers, you're distorting the sport in the nastiest, dirtiest, ugliest way, not only the lack of respect for Stan that he can't win, the lack of respect for Nova Ke’s respect, thinking he needs humility from others.”

"Of course, you also lack respect for me, but obviously, I'm just a fledgling, fledgling kid with a beard that hasn't even grown. You don't care about my dignity and pride, so you don't need to Discussing my pathetic wounded pride."

ha!

Hahaha!

The laughter couldn't be stopped at all, and there was a tendency to intensify.

"At this moment, at this moment, I sit here and solemnly invite you not to pay attention to those bells and whistles, but to pay attention to the game itself."

"The reason why the Big Four are great is not because they have created history, but because they have proved their love and contribution to the sport with game after game and championship after championship; similarly, everyone standing on the court The players on the opposite side who have joined forces with them to give a wonderful game also deserve respect."

"Because there is no runner-up, there is no glory of the championship."

The laughter gradually disappeared.

Instead, the audience was quiet and solemn, all eyes focused on Gao Wen's shoulders, the young player's face was so resolute and so brilliant.

"So, if you ask me, what is my outlook and my feelings about those upcoming and potentially coming historical moments?"

"My answer is, I don't care."

"The only thing that matters at the moment is that I believe Novak and Stan can give a wonderful game, which also means that no matter who the opponent faces in the final, this will not be an easy game, and I will do my best. Teaming up with each other for a good showdown, that's all."

"Thanks."

Clap clap!

Emotions can no longer be suppressed.

Clap clap!

Applause, thunder.

Yujia couldn't control her excitement and excitement, her blood was boiling, she immediately stood up and gave Gao Wen warm applause.

In Gao Wen's eyes~www.mtlnovel.com~ there is a pure and hot flame, which is the belief in the dream, the courage to face difficulties, and the fighting spirit to fight to the end. At this moment, competitive sports are lit up The soul of , radiant and powerful, swept across the audience, making one's heart surge.

Yujia completely forgot her identity as a reporter, just like an ordinary fan, like a child who embraces dreams and believes in dreams, bursting out with enthusiasm, everything turned into warm applause, without words or actions, Just applaud selflessly.

Yujia is not alone.

One after another, figures in the press conference hall stood up one after another. Those neutral reporters, those reporters who really loved tennis, regardless of region, country or age group, all stood up and gave applause.

You can even see Australian reporters—

At certain moments and certain moments, competitive sports can cross the shackles of national boundaries, find the common passion deep in the human soul, and then ignite it.

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