"Hey, Gawain!"

"Mr. Gao, good morning."

"Yo man..."

Along the way, everyone was greeting Gao Wen, including strange guests, hotel staff, and other players preparing to compete in the Queen's Club Cup. All of a sudden, Gao Wen was crowned Mr. Universe?

The point is, what's the matter with those winking and meaningful eyes, some exploring, some joking and some admiration, but one by one understands each other, as if they are playing charades.

Gao Wen:? ? ?

After finishing the simple warm-up in the gym, Gao Wen arrived at the restaurant of the hotel and was about to have breakfast. He could see Sampras and the others from a distance, walked over and took the initiative to mention the situation just now—

"Is there any surprise event planned for the event? Why is everyone..."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Wen noticed the half-smile expressions on the faces of the coaching team in front of him. The scrutiny in their eyes showed the gloating of typical people who eat melons, and they all looked at Gao Wen and tried to hold back their smiles.

"Wait, what happened, why are you all smiling?"

Flutter.

Sampras was the first to laugh out loud, but no one gave Gawain an explanation, but Pelt couldn't stand it anymore and gave a friendly explanation.

"You haven't had time to watch the news, have you?"

news?

Gao Wen was slightly stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition appeared in his mind.

The next second, there was a "bang", and someone behind him slumped Gawain's shoulders, which startled Gawain. When he turned his head, he saw Dimitrov's bright smile. He still couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, he had already tried very hard to show respect.

"Sorry, brother, for making headlines in The Sun in such a way."

Gao Wen: ...

Now, Gao Wen finally came to his senses. Although no one told Gao Wen what happened, one key word is enough:

The Sun.

Apart from gossip, what answer can there be? A dog can't spit ivory, and the "Sun" can only bite the news.

Gao Wen shook his head lightly, showing a wry smile, "How bad is it?"

Dimitrov was able to understand Gao Wen's situation very well, and patted Gao Wen's shoulder lightly, "On Twitter's real-time trending search, and it is also on the global list, with many countries and places on the list, and the number of tweets has exceeded 1,000. Ten thousand."

Ten million?

Even though Gao Wen was mentally prepared, he didn't expect the whole situation to develop so quickly. It's only been a few hours since last night. How could the uproar have developed to such an extent?

"Gao Wen, do you know what we are talking about?" Sampras asked curiously, and then answered kindly, "Your affair with Jennifer Lawrence, a late-night date, is at our hotel."

While speaking, Dimitrov took out his mobile phone, opened the social network, swiped casually, and could see conspicuous keywords on different platforms—

"Jennifer Lawrence, Gawain".

Gao Wen casually scanned it, and then found that not only the "Sun", but also all major mainstream media, including the "Times" and "Los Angeles Times" were no exception.

I clicked on the report of The Times, and the first thing that caught my eye was a photo of two people standing at the front desk talking in the hotel lobby last night. Although the two kept a certain distance, the title was very bold.

"Lawrence checks into Gawain's hotel late at night".

Moreover, it was only at this time that Gao Wen noticed that Lawrence actually took off his high heels and stood beside him with bare feet. No wonder there were explicit words such as "drunk, cute, genuine, impatient" in the news.

As a colleague, Gao Wen had to admire the media's ability to tell stories through pictures. Even if he was not on the scene, he could still describe the plot vividly.

But even The Times? Is this too exaggerated?

Then, the voice of Sampras came from the ear.

"...At midnight last night, a familiar reporter called me to ask whether the incident was true or not, and it was the same with Andre."

"None of us knew how to respond."

"John shouldn't have rested all night, and he's still dealing with things in his room, so what's going on?"

In fact, Sampras doesn't like these scandals very much. The lace outside the court is the most noisy and annoying, and it is often easily distracted and annoying.

But Sampras believed in Gao Wen's ability to deal with the media. Incidents after incidents have proved Gao Wen's behavior is calm, but they often make a fuss, so they persuaded themselves not to mess up—

Just trust Gao Wen.

Gawain raised his head to look at Sampras, showing a shallow smile.

"Peter, why do I think your tone is a little bit wrong?"

"How can there be... how can there be!" Sampras waved his hands again and again with a long tail, but when the topic changed, he couldn't help leaning forward slightly, and asked curiously, "What happened last night?"

Gao Wen couldn't laugh or cry, "Nothing happened last night."

However, watching Agassi and Pelt cast curious glances one after another, Gawain was speechless for a while, "Guys, I have a date. Have you forgotten? Nothing really happened last night."

Agassi shook his head seriously, "Son, emotions are fluid. We know you and Emily are dating, but that doesn't mean there are no other possibilities. We shouldn't deny other possibilities."

"Especially you young people, you're always adventurous and experimenting, right?"

With that said, you can see Sampras and Pelt nodding in agreement very earnestly, even Dimitrov—

This guy!

Didn't Dimitrov love Sharapova wholeheartedly?

Gawain directly gave Dimitrov a pat on the chest in protest, and then looked at Agassiz, "Does Steffi know what you think?"

Agassi stroked his bald head honestly, and chuckled lightly, "It was ridiculous when I was young, and she knows all about the history."

Sampras secretly complained, "I can't hide it if I want to."

this…

Gao Wen didn't hold back either, he laughed helplessly and absurdly, and shook his head lightly, "It's fake, the news is all fake."

"Nothing happened last night."

"At the premiere ~lightnovelpub.net~ I did her a little favor and then I lent Jennifer the coat. She gave it back to me before going to Tom's celebration party and thanked her again, that's It's all over."

In a few words, Gao Wen explained the ins and outs in the simplest way—

In fact, Gao Wen noticed the movement in the restaurant, even though they lowered their voices, there were definitely more than one or two around the corner listening to the corners.

It happened that Gao Wen could use them to clarify and spread the news.

In the Internet age, every netizen is a source of information.

As a result, Dimitrov's face was full of surprise. It could be seen from his eyes that he was really surprised, and he directly exclaimed without concealing it.

"Really? You don't have any relationship? Are you not dating?"

Gao Wen:? ? ?

Recently, they trained together, Dimitrov should know best, but even Dimitrov did this?

Gawain really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Grigor?"

Dimitrov was also aware of Gawain's gaze, and waved his hands again and again, "It's not that I'm guessing randomly, but Jennifer's statement is different from yours."