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The dense heat waves hit the eardrums continuously, so that they fell into the rut of tinnitus, as if the whole world was stirring.

But, slowly, slowly, the sound calmed down.

Because the reporters found that Gao Wen, who was in the center of the encirclement circle, was always smiling and staring at them brightly. All eyes are gathered.

This, isn't it right?

In the eyes of others, it is like a group of tourists watching giraffes in the zoo, but because there are too many tourists, the scene is full of joy. Is it the tourists admiring the giraffes, or the giraffes admiring the tourists, or people who eat melons? Are you enjoying the scene in front of you?

The reporters were all veterans, and they all realized that they all asked questions collectively, so that the questions could not be heard clearly, and Gao Wen didn't know which question to answer. Naturally, there was no way to communicate during the interview, so as to 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 the press conference?

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

Gao Wen knew what he was doing.

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

Wow!

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

For professional competitions, ncaa is actually not of much concern value. The weight of the national championship may be at the hope level. There are quite a few 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 your performance today?"

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

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

Are you sure this is not the official post-match press conference?

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

"I am still adapting to the rhythm of the game. It is worth celebrating that I can successfully win and advance today. I hope I can stay on the court for more time and strive for more learning opportunities."

Humble, polite, and confident.

After the answer was over, all the reporters around raised their arms, and some even stood on tiptoe, hoping to be seen.

At this time, Gao Wen was able to really see the crowd clearly. There were more than 20 people crowded on the inner and outer floors, and there were passers-by who couldn't help but stop because of such a grand occasion. The scene was indeed quite spectacular. In the afternoon The sun was strong and hot, making the skin slightly hot.

Then Gao Wen called the next reporter by name, and the other reporter couldn't wait to ask.

"So, are you confident about fighting for the championship?"

Colleagues praised the reporter one after another: approaching the topic step by step, leading Gao Wen into a trap, this ordinary question is somewhat level.

Then the expectant eyes immediately looked towards Lu Qian.

"No, I don't have confidence." Gao Wen showed a bright smile, which is not modest but honest, "But I will try my best to finish every game and advance to the next round, looking forward to my chance to win the championship."

Immediately afterwards, the next question immediately became sharp.

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

With a sharp and aggressive straight throw, he rushed towards Gao Wen with all his teeth and claws, but he saw that Gao Wen didn't feel any nervousness or embarrassment at all, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

"Isn't there a player?"

A rhetorical question, understated but full of confidence, the most important thing is that there was no positive response at all, killing all the reporters by surprise, one or two couldn't help but be stunned.

Tobias stood beside him with a satisfied smile in his eyes. Sure enough, reporters were no problem for Gao Wen. His witty and funny attitude was one aspect, while his calm and calm aura was another aspect. Not to mention Bingham Dayton Challenge, it is estimated that there are not many in the entire tour—

Why does everyone love Federer? Even Nadal and Djokovic couldn't match Federer's row in front of reporters.

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

In Gawain, Tobias saw a similar but different unique charm.

This is the case at this moment.

The reporters did not expect Gao Wen's answer at all:

Indeed, who doesn't want to win and who doesn't want to win the championship when they come to participate in professional competitions?

But the problem is that in the challenge level events, occasionally there will be some black sheep who come here purely to paddle and earn a little bonus to make a living, and have no interest in any championship at all.

The reporters thought they should popularize science with Gao Wen: child, you are still too young and naive to know the dangers of society, not everyone still has their youthful dreams, and not all competitive sports are so beautiful.

However, when they waited for the next reporter to ask a question, they realized that their thoughts had been led into the ditch by Gao Wen. The point shouldn't be here, okay?

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

Boom, boom, boom.

That's the point.

The thoughts of the reporter army were finally pulled back, recalling their main task today, and involuntarily, the crowd surrounding Gao Wen stepped forward a little, almost to the point where they were face to face, face to face, like a breath Just be able to slap each other directly on the cheek.

They tried to provoke Gao Wen, and also tried to seize the explosive point.

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

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

Um?

What is this reply? Is Gao Wen just waiting here?

Gao Wen laughed softly~lightnovelpub.net~ Apart from being the number one seed, I really can’t think of any other reason why you would come here to interview me. I guess you can’t even get my name. Complete? "

Is this attacking journalists?

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

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

Is Gao Wen making complaints about Zverev and the reporter together?

Then, Gao Wen could be seen shrugging his shoulders lightly, and said lightly, "It seems that I have a new task, and I should perform well in the future, and try to make people remember my name."

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