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"Most of the time, the paparazzi are doing useless work, just like detectives. There are countless clues in front of them. They must follow every clue. One hundred clues may be ninety-nine dead ends."

"However, these useless efforts can often touch other possibilities. As long as they are touched once, their work can open up the situation."

"It seems to me that they don't know what's going on, but seeing you here and Maria in Miami, they decided to come and check."

Gao Wen was eloquent and full of confidence, but his simple words were so convincing that Dimitrov couldn't help but nod his head slightly.

What Dimitrov didn't know was that the professional player standing in front of him, who had just reached the third highest ranking in the world, was actually...

reporter.

Dimitrov nodded in understanding.

"That's good."

"I'll go out now and tell them directly that there is no need to follow up. I just feel that I am not in a good state recently, so I came here to train with you, hoping to get back on track."

"Then, they'll leave."

Dimitrov was still worried that the paparazzi would cause inconvenience and distress to Gawain—

Imagine having a paparazzi hanging around like a fly. It's such a tiresome feeling that no one likes it.

Therefore, Dimitrov just wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible, turned his brain quickly, and came up with a reasonable explanation.

Cut the mess with a sharp knife.

He thought that as long as he gave an answer, the paparazzi would obediently leave.

Gawain stopped Dimitrov in time, this guy is still too young.

"Do you think paparazzi will obediently listen to your explanation?"

A rhetorical question stunned Dimitrov, and subconsciously retorted, "Why not?"

"Grigor, if there is a bond of trust between us and the paparazzi, do they still need to follow us? Do they still need to rummage through our trash? Do they still need to sneak around in the dark?"

Gawain's series of questions choked Dimitrov's words, and he froze in place.

"The paparazzi is like this. If you say one, they think that there must be two and three, or even four and five hidden. The more you say this, the more curious they will be and want to investigate."

"That feeling is like, the more you say no, the more they believe that there must be something tricky, but they get more and more excited, and then they can't shake it off no matter what."

Dimitrov, dumbfounded, quickly realized that Gawain was right, "So? What should I do? Tell the truth?"

Unexpectedly, Gao Wen shook his head again, "No, Gregor, your way of solving the problem is wrong, your thinking is from your own point of view, but the paparazzi's thinking is from the point of view of breaking news, So, until they get the answers they want, they won't rest."

"Like, you broke up with Maria."

"For example, because your relationship with Maria was too stressful, you lost control and beat the reporter."

"For example, now you can't bear everyone saying you're 'Sharapova's boyfriend', and you have conflicts with Maria, and you leave Miami in a fit of anger."

Dimitrov, jaw dropping, "It's...but none of this is the truth."

Gawain shrugged—

Does the truth matter?

Truth has always mattered, very, very important, but sadly, in the age of entertainment to death, it has become less and less important.

Dimitrov knew that Gawain was right, and felt a sense of frustration, "Then what should we do? This won't work, and that won't work, should we just let them go like this?"

Gawain smiled slightly, "Of course not. To deal with paparazzi, we should use paparazzi methods. Gregor, we can't be so honest. Look at me."

After finishing speaking, Gao Wen revealed a faint smile, full of confidence.

Dimitrov was stunned. Why did he feel that Gawain seemed to be gearing up and eager to try?

When other people encounter paparazzi, don't they always have headaches, irritability, and anger?

Why did Gao Wen look so excited?

"Gao Wen...you, are you okay?" Dimitrov asked stammeringly, thinking that Gawain was mad.

Gao Wen's smile was like a spring breeze, "It's okay, of course it's okay, why should something happen? It should be that those paparazzi have something to do."

Rubbing hands, jumping, and even the cheerful singing of a ditty can be heard along the wind.

Dimitrov was in a mess in the wind, and things seemed not quite right.

Question, how should an elephant be stuffed into a refrigerator?

Answer, open the refrigerator, stuff it in, close the refrigerator.

So, how to get rid of the paparazzi?

The answer, in fact, is not that complicated, just use the paparazzi's doubts and guesses cleverly, and then create traps, that's all.

Step one, call Tobias.

Tobias arrived at Gawain's residence all the way, with a thin layer of sweat seeping from his forehead. Even though he tried his best to keep calm, he could still feel a little anxiety—

For Dimitrov, who is in poor form, the last thing he needs now is media meddling.

In many cases, things between couples are not a big deal, but after the paparazzi report, put it under the microscope, every move is over-interpreted, and then things may fall into a different situation, or even irreparable.

From the agent's point of view, Tobias also hopes that Dimitrov and Sharapova can continue to communicate, so he is naturally very irritable at this time.

However, when he opened the door, he saw Dimitrov who was doing yoga quietly. He didn't look like the "ant on the hot pot" at all.

Tobias was a little confused, what's going on? Instead, it made the impatient Tobias look a little embarrassed.

"John, you came just in time."

The oncoming Gao Wen was even more sunny and light-footed, with a lightness all over his body, as if he was about to go on a spring outing for vacation.

Tobias was even more confused, approaching Gawain, and said in a low voice, "I just checked, it is indeed paparazzi, but more than one family."

"A simple scan, at least three."

The scale is larger than expected, and Sharapova's appeal has been verified again.

Gawain could feel Tobias' anxiety, and showed a shallow smile, "Don't worry, the paparazzi is not a scourge, there is no need to worry."

Tobias frowned slightly, "Of course I know that paparazzi are not monsters, but paparazzi are not lambs either. Once they get entangled by them, it will be endless."

That's what worries Tobias.

If the paparazzi just followed Dimitrov to the airport ~lightnovelpub.net~ then they must be disappointed because Dimitrov didn't go with Sharapova; just need Tobias to protect Dimitrov The husband entered the airport, avoided asking questions, and the matter was resolved.

The point is, the paparazzi will definitely not let it go, as long as they sniff out the clues, they may follow like leeches all the way, from Los Angeles to Acapulco, and then to Indian Wells and Miami—

In the last two events, the men's and women's competitions are held together, and Dimitrov and Sharapova must be on the same stage.

Once the matter is not properly resolved, if it is procrastinated until then, it may not only be paparazzi, but also the media will inevitably launch a siege.

That's where it gets really tricky.

Gao Wen looked very calm, "John, the point should be to let the paparazzi follow him, but on the surface, we didn't do anything."

What is this?

Tobias felt that he had gotten to know Gawain again today.