"...I am going to go to the court to practice for two hours in the afternoon. I think I should focus on practicing my backhand today..."
"No, no no, I think everyone underestimates how good Thomas's forehand is. It is not only solid and stable, but also has a powerful shot. The most important thing is that the entire shot can maintain a uniform rhythm, so once Thomas breaks If you have a good forehand rhythm, you can find opportunities at the rhythm level. You see this is the case in Roger's games."
"Gawain, are you comparing me to Roger?"
"Dominique, have some confidence in yourself, okay?"
Facing Gawain's "encouragement", Tim looked over with a questioning expression and complained silently in response. But how could Gawain be easily frustrated?
Gawain raised the fork in his hand as a microphone and spoke impassionedly to Tim like a tenor.
"Come on, sing along with me!"
"'I-Believe-I-Can-Fly', Dominic, join me, 'I-Believe-I-Can-Fly', 'I-Believe-I-Can-Fly', join me, 'I-Believe-I-Can-Fly', day and night, imagining this, spreading my wings... "
Seeing Gawain singing loudly, Tim secretly looked at the glances around him. He wanted to hide his face in his napkin, pretend that he was not there, and quietly lowered his head to avoid Gawain's eyes, like an ostrich.
But Gawain had no intention of giving up, and he said it seriously.
"Dominique, half the people in the players' restaurant are treating me as a lunatic. Are you sure you don't want to save me? And I don't seem to remember the lyrics, 'I believe I can fly'..."
Hahaha.
The other players in the players' restaurant couldn't hold it back any longer and burst into laughter. Then from a distance, Jankovic could be seen laughing heartily, "Dominik, come on, let's do it together!"
"I believe I can touch the sky..."
Yankovic also joined Gawain in singing, but the shy and reserved Tim was really not used to this style. He covered his eyes with one hand, as if covering his ears and stealing the bell, and sang along with a voice as loud as a mosquito.
"Imagining this scene day and night, spreading my wings and flying high."
In the player's restaurant, the melon-eaters were laughing and watching the show, cheering and laughing, and it was very lively. Apart from the intense and tiring daily game, they were all ordinary young people. , need a little bit of relaxation, a little bit of party, a little bit of crazy time.
However, not everyone likes this atmosphere.
"Sorry, could you please be quiet? This is a public place and your behavior is disturbing other people."
A righteous and stern voice sounded, but there was an upright and upright air behind the sweet voice, as if justice was being carried out. In an instant, the bustling and lively atmosphere in the players' restaurant cooled down, and "a scene" was vividly staged. Summer turns into winter in seconds.
Everyone was a little stunned, their eyes quietly searched for the source of the sound, and then they saw that charming and handsome face:
Bouchard.
The hottest new star in tennis this year, her rise from the beginning of the year to the present has been astonishing. People have seen the emergence of Sharapova in 2004. There is no doubt that she is one of the hottest topics at this US Open.
Burning gazes were cast towards him one after another, but Bouchard did not panic at all. He did not even look at Gawain, and still concentrated on enjoying his breakfast.
Bouchard doesn't mind offending Gawain. To be precise, she doesn't mind offending any player. Being outspoken is her life creed. She never and doesn't bother to hide her true thoughts. She just says what she has to say. She really doesn't like those insinuations. Emphasis, just like this moment——
Even if it is Sharapova or Serena Williams, she has never been afraid to criticize them in public. As long as she does something wrong, she should be criticized, right?
She didn't like Gao Wen's wantonness and publicity. Of course she knew that Gao Wen was born this year, just when the spring breeze was triumphant and the horse's hooves were rife, but she was so arrogant and arrogant in making a noise in the players' restaurant after achieving a small result, as if He is like a shining sun, and the whole world revolves around him.
He looks like a villain who has succeeded.
"Gawain Gawain Gawain..."
Gawain is being discussed everywhere in Flushing, and the news media are paying attention to Gawain all the time, as if there is only one dinosaur left in the world. Everyone is cheering and screaming impatiently, but the problem is, Gawain It's just making it to the fourth round. Is there anything to be proud of?
This year at Wimbledon, Bouchard reached the finals by herself. She was not that arrogant, not to mention that Gao Wen's current results are completely worth mentioning. However, one or two media outlets are making a fuss about him, and all the news is about him. This is especially true for Gawain himself, whose smug attitude is really disgusting.
So Bouchard shouted to stop Gawain, just like Wonder Woman who punished evil and promoted good. She thought she had done a good thing that pleased people and upheld justice, and she was proud of herself.
However... the atmosphere in the players' restaurant is a bit strange.
Logically speaking, Bouchard is right. Do not make loud noises in public places, and her request is reasonable. But overall, no one felt offended just now. Not only did they not, but they also enjoyed it, which was a rare bloom. Smiling and enjoying the short-lived joy.
As a result, it was interrupted, as if the breath was stuck in the throat and could not be swallowed or spit out.
But what should we do?
Tim was a little nervous. He was very, very bad at handling such embarrassing situations. He was not sure how he should respond. Should he apologize? But the problem is that Gawain is cheering for him to stir up the atmosphere. If he apologizes, where does this put Gawain?
Wait, why doesn't Gawain look worried at all?
Before Tim could calm down and think of a solution, Gawain had already raised his voice and responded majestically from afar.
"I'm so sorry to interrupt your breakfast, Miss Bouchard!"
A serious apology, very sincere and very formal, but in the context of the whole situation, there was something absurd and weird, as if Bouchard's actions to break the happy atmosphere were deliberately highlighted, and then the other players turned to Gawain one by one. He looked away and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.
Immediately afterwards, Gawain opened his hands to signal Tim, as if the protagonist who had just started singing was not him but Tim, and said cautiously in a mosquito buzzing voice:
"Ladies and gentlemen, Dominic Thiem!"
The gentle and silent introduction made it even more joyful. The players in the restaurant could no longer control their laughter. They whistled and banged on the table, and the whole place was filled with heat.
Tim said, can he disappear where he is? The toes are so embarrassed that they can dig out a castle.
But Gawain was very satisfied with the effect he created and patted Tim on the shoulder.
"Dominique, you should believe in yourself and be confident! Do you understand? Be confident!"
