The atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Originally, it should have been tense and jittery; but in fact, it seemed sunny and awkward.

Gao Wen is a master at observing words and expressions, and he noticed the subtlety of the atmosphere immediately, but he has only arrived at the training ground for 30 seconds, and there is really too little information to make an accurate judgment, so the best way is——

Wait and see.

Then, Gao Wen noticed that the person in front of him gave Zhang Ze a wink.

Zhang Ze, who was always in a erratic state, finally came to his senses and shouted, "Brother Zhe..."

In front of me is a black skin with a small crew cut and a little beard. It is Li Zhe, the eldest brother of the current batch of active Chinese men's tennis players. He was born in 1986.

For a very long time, Li Zhe was the No. 1 men's singles player in Huaxia. Until 2011, Zhang Ze, who had grown up, completed the overtake.

However, Li Zhe's performance in the international arena has always been mediocre, and he has been more active in challenge matches and hope matches. Compared with singles, his doubles performance has always been better.

But no matter what, the qualifications are there, and the strength will not lose the chain. Therefore, among this group of players, they have always had a good prestige. In the Davis Cup, not only served as the captain, but also often served as the third single or Doubles main position.

Zhang Ze glanced at Li Zhe—

Gao Wen wasn't sure if it was because he was dazzled, why did he feel that Zhang Ze seemed to be... laughing.

Li Zhe also stared at Zhang Ze, turning into a glaring King Kong, with his hands on his hips, like a teapot standing upside down.

Zhang Ze felt helpless.

"Brother Zhe, Gao Wen should have just got off the plane, he..."

"Shut up!"

Li Zhe interrupted Zhang Ze's words simply and rudely, and became even more angry.

"Doesn't the grand slam champion have a mouth? Why don't I know, when did you change your job and become a press spokesperson?"

Zhang Ze lowered his head, but as if it wasn't enough, he simply turned his head away, his shoulders moved slightly invisibly, was he crying or laughing?

Li Zhe didn't talk to Zhang Ze any more, and turned to look at Gao Wen again, emphasizing it again and again.

"Remember, here, we are a team. You are not special, and you have no privileges. Don't think that everyone is chasing you, and we will lick your shoes together."

As he said that, Li Zhe's eyes drifted to the left, as if he was winking, and before Gao Wen turned his head, a voice came from the left.

A little black bean with a hedgehog head was joking and bouncing around.

"Brother Zhe, take it easy, take it easy, no matter what, he is also a Grand Slam champion, our savior, we will depend on him to win tomorrow's game, we still need to be careful, he is so delicate, if we don't Be careful and break it, so what should I do?"

Little Black Bean, visually estimated to be about 170 centimeters tall, is particularly conspicuous among a crowd of 180 centimeters or even 190 centimeters, reminiscent of the Argentine "dwarf tiger" Schwarzman.

This is the same young player as Zhang Ze, Wu Di.

Although he is of average height and does not have an advantage in tennis events, Wu Di's performance in the arena is very good. He is neck and neck with Zhang Ze, and the two have been walking side by side on the road of making history in the international arena.

At this time, Wu Di was walking carelessly, as if a spring was hidden in his knee, and he was bouncing around erratically, walking up to Gao Wen, just like admiring a Madame Tussauds wax museum. The wax figure circled around Gao Wen, and made a sound of amazement from its mouth.

"This height! This condition!"

"It's different, it's just different. Tell me, how do you look like this?"

Those joking words contained serious insults and provocations, and every single word was provoking sensitive nerves, which was more lethal than Li Zhe's anger.

If it was normal, Gao Wen should be gearing up to fight the opponent directly. In terms of verbal confrontation, he really didn't know how to be afraid of writing; but today, from the beginning to the end, the whole atmosphere seemed particularly weird, and too much information was leaked from clues. , Gao Wen vaguely had a guess.

Now, Gao Wen stood still and waited patiently, a little curious about how things would develop.

Li Zhe was not far behind Gao Wen's state at all, still circling in circles, and the words in his mouth did not stop.

"Grand Slam champion? So what? Even if you are a Grand Slam champion, you are also a member of the national team."

"To enter the team now, you need to pay attention to the spirit of cooperation, you need to obey the team discipline, even Federer is the same."

"Do you think this is a public toilet, you can come and go whenever you want?"

"If you want to show off here, then get out, you are not welcome here, without you, we will still win."

Swords, swords and swords rushed towards Gao Wen in an all-round way.

Wu Di pinched his nose, as if smelling something bad, and stepped back three steps in a row, with a disgusted expression on his face, and kept fanning the wind under his nose.

Not far away, Zhang Ze's head was completely lowered, his chin seemed to be touching his chest, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he still couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing.

In addition, Wang Chuhan was standing on the other side of the court. He wanted to get closer, but he stayed where he was, watching the fire from afar.

So, is that all there is to it?

So, how should Gao Wen respond.

Why don't you try it out first.

"sorry!"

Without any hesitation, Gao Wen directly bowed ninety degrees to apologize. He did not explain the reason for his lateness, did not make any excuses or rebuttals, and did not have the demeanor and respectful attitude of the press conference, which completely broke expectations.

The air is a little quiet.

Li Zhe looked at Wu Di and was sure that Gao Wen couldn't see it with his head down, so he winked and said with his mouth, "What should I do?"

Wu Di's eyeballs rolled slowly, "Brother Zhe, he is such a big name, he has already obediently apologized, but he was only two hours late, we should be lenient..."

On the surface, it seems to be peaceful, but in fact it is fanning the flames.

Li Zhe's anger was immediately stirred up again.

The keyword of "two hours late" directly pulled the trigger, and Li Zhe's broken gong voice roared hoarsely.

"Big name?"

"Big players must also obey discipline! Run me fifty laps around the court now. If you don't finish the run, don't even think about training. Otherwise, just get out of here."

If Gao Wen was not sure just now, then he is 99% sure now:

It was a hidden camera, aka prank.

There are really too many flaws, not just one or two, they are already at the level of stars in the sky.

So, what should he do?

With the show? Or, against the general?

Brainstorming~lightnovelpub.net~ Gao Wen had already made up his mind.

"Sorry, sorry, I can't."

Li Zhe blinked his eyes, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, "What did you just say?"

Gao Wen stood up straight, but still lowered his head, his voice was slightly more choked, and he said tremblingly, full of grievances.

"I said, I can't."

Everyone: ...

"I... I can't run... I just came from a long-distance flight, I haven't adjusted the jet lag, I don't have the strength to run, fifty laps, I can't finish it..."

"I really can't finish running... I'm sorry... Woohoo... I'm sorry..."

Wait, wait, wait, Gao Wen is... crying?

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