Chapter 830 Quick Talk

In the locker room, people come and go, bustling, bustling, the first week of a Grand Slam is always like this, a constant stream of people.

Walking into Rod Laver Stadium, through the lobby and lounge, through the pre-game warm-up training space, to the left is the women's locker room-don't make a mistake, and to the right is the men's locker room.

Entering the room, the spacious space suddenly becomes cramped. A corridor leads to the bottom, and the left and right sides are neatly divided into eight areas. Each area is equipped with seats and lockers. The rectangular lockers can Store all the equipment and belongings of the players.

Every year, after the draw for the main game is confirmed, the tournament organizing committee will arrange lockers according to the initial alphabetical order of the 128 players in the draw, and each locker will be labeled with the player's name.

In other words, the players do not have the right to choose their own lockers. The location of the lockers may change every year, but because the alphabetical order of the names does not change too drastically, even if they change, they are often around. , Over time, players will be able to familiarize themselves with their range.

"W.G."

These are Gawain's initials. If they are arranged in order, they are either in the first compartment or in the second.

Footsteps, stopped at the end of the aisle, looked left and right, and then immediately realized that he should belong to the right side:

Because an Australian player can be seen at a glance, Sam-Groth (Sam-Groth), who has the same initials as Gao Wen.

At the same time, there are two Australian players whose surnames start with "K" next to Gross, and their lockers should not be far from here:

Kyrgios and Koginakis.

A group of tall and burly players gathered together, and the space became a little crowded.

"...he must have thought he was an elegant gentleman, but he looked like a clown."

"Yes, yes, yes, he always thought he was a heartthrob, he always had the same expression, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes bright, but it looked like he had swallowed two tons of butter, it was so greasy that it made people sick, I I was going to throw up last Friday's dinner, okay?"

"Ha ha!"

"I can just imagine him walking into a bar, pretending he's a heartthrob, but all the awkwardness and stiffness are coming out of him."

"Hahaha!"

Dance with hands and feet, foam splashing.

There was a lot of chatter and chatter.

In the line of sight, Kyrgios could see that he was imitating something vividly, and the vivid expression successfully made Kyrgios roll forward and backward with laughter.

Then it was revealed that Tomic was standing behind, with his hands folded on his chest, leaning on the locker, chewing gum, his eyes and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, even if he didn't say much, he could still feel the wantonness of wunderkind And Zhang Yang, the pride between the brows is shining brightly.

Gross, the owner of the locker, stood aside. Although he was smiling, he could still feel his restraint. He didn't join their conversation. Sometimes he nodded slightly and sometimes laughed, acting as a qualified listener. The role of the author, but does not feel too much sense of existence.

This is not surprising.

Among the new generation of Australian future hopefuls, Tomic was born in 1992, while Gross was born in 1987.

Calculated according to the three-year generation, there has been a generation gap between them, and there are many differences in the style of dealing with people, so it is difficult to play together.

Just now, when Koginakis was talking, his eyes kept shifting between Kyrgios and Tomic, but he didn't notice Gross at all.

It was precisely because of this that Gross was the first to notice Gao Wen.

"Cough cough."

Gross's smile froze immediately, and he looked like he was caught saying bad things behind his back, and he could feel uncomfortable embarrassment all over his body.

His eyes wandered erratically, and he took the initiative to meet Gao Wen's sight. There was a smile here, but it quickly drifted away quietly.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

He coughed a few times in a row, as if if he pressed harder, Gross might cough up his entire lungs.

Then, Koginakis and others finally noticed the appearance of outsiders.

But compared to Cross, this group of young people obviously have a different way of thinking. Since they dare to "perform" so blatantly in public, they are not afraid of being discovered. appearance.

Koginakis curled his lips, his expression was full of disgust, and it was still capitalized and bold.

Tomic didn't move his body, and lazily looked at Gawain, with a little critical look in his eyes.

And what about Kyrgios?

The young master discovered Gao Wen, as if he had noticed his prey, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was brimming with joy.

Then, he walked up directly, swaggeringly.

"Come on, let me reproduce the scene for you."

The words were clearly addressed to Koginakis and Tomic, but they stared straight at Gawain, clearly provocative.

"Suppose, this is a bar, and then someone walks in, trying to attract women's attention by making gestures, but he has no idea that he is a loser."

"Stupid and unaware."

blah blah blah.

Kyrgios's loud voice is like a broken gong, bumping and clanging around in the locker room cubicle, and his tonsils can even be seen.

Because Kyrgios deliberately raised his chin in order to express his condescending arrogance and looking down, and the result was that two black nostrils were facing Gawain.

To be honest, Gao Wen found the scene... a bit funny, and he didn't know from what movie these people learned such a low-level routine. Every pore exuded a cheap plastic temperament. "It was a stroke of genius, perfectly matching the picture in front of me.

However, at this moment, I shouldn't be able to laugh... right?

Gawain hesitated whether he should send a friendly and polite reminder ~lightnovelpub.net~ to avoid Kyrgios making a fool of himself in other places in the future, while the little devil in his heart brandished a sword and issued a strong protest, so absurd and funny The performance can be included in the cultural heritage, how can it be enjoyed by itself?

Alone Better Together.

After serious consideration, Gao Wen felt that he should remind him that there was no other way, he was just so kind.

Just then—

"Shut up!"

There was a roar from behind, which was unreasonable and earth-shattering. The roar was so powerful that everyone in the locker room turned their attention.

Even Kyrgios was cut off.

Gawain turned his head, and then saw Wawrinka who had just come out of the bathroom. His face was flushed, his brows were furrowed, and he continued to growl in the direction of Kyrgios.

"Shut up!"

"It's so noisy! A hundred thousand flies flying in your mouth can't shut you up! If you have time to babble here, why don't you go to the circus and do monkey tricks."

The audience was silent.

(end of this chapter)