olympian big player

Chapter 246 245 - Before the Decisive Battle - 2
The U.S. Open women's singles competition has begun. As the Asian competition of the four major Opens this year, the women's singles is also quite heavyweight. It is not less concerned than the men's singles, and even better than the men's singles.

Think about the girls in women's tennis, aren't they all wearing miniskirts and tights?If the venue is changed to the beach, what is the difference from being on the beach, and in the state of exercise, there are waves.

The most important player in this year's women's singles final is the "most beautiful" female tennis player, the appearance of the first sister Sharapova.

This year, Sharapova's performance is not very good, mainly because none of the previous three Opens have entered the semi-finals, and some have even failed to enter the quarter-finals.

Sharapova, who is another traffic player in the tennis world, is definitely one that attracts attention.

Although Bu Zelu was also watching Sharapova's live broadcast, he wandered off after watching the first game.

Hmm... Mainly because I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my laughter.

From time to time, the live broadcast was transferred to Sharapova's boyfriend, but today Vujacic wore an environmental protection hat. Well, in the West, besides the meaning of color, green represents environmental protection.

But Bu Zelu just wanted to laugh, this Vujacic is very involved in the game, to be precise, every time Sharapova scores an attack, he is more excited than anyone else, but once he loses points, it is more regrettable than Sharapova, the whole showman.

As expected of a guy from Los Angeles!
'This girl won't really come to me after winning the championship today! After Bu Zelu entered the study, he unconsciously thought, if he really came to see him, would he see him or not? After all, the next day would be his final.

'What are you thinking, he has a boyfriend, why don't you accompany him?Does not seem to be sick! Bu Zelu cursed secretly, turned to Djokovic's technical report and began to study again.

Tomorrow, it is possible to completely get rid of the opportunity of daily exercise. Bu Zelu attaches great importance to it. He doesn't care about those so-called rewards. Now there is no difference between whether the system is there or not, and it will not bring him a qualitative change.

Now he is already very rich, well, it is assets, enough for him to live his life in style, and it can also make his grandchildren indulge in money, so tomorrow's game is really crucial for Bu Zelu.

This year has stumbled to this day, he doesn't want accidents to happen, he has achieved success, leaving his name in history is the highest achievement for a Chinese.

How many emperors in the past dynasties, how many really left their names?And how many civil servants and generals are there who have left their names in history?
Therefore, leaving a name in history is the most "sexy" thing for Bu Zelu. If you don't make a big wave, you will be ashamed to see your fathers and folks on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Stress comes from...

Well, no one put pressure on Bu Zelu, nor did he dare to put pressure on him, and these so-called pressures were brought on by Bu Zelu himself.

'Well, playing 500 hours tonight, we must study Djokovic's style of play more carefully, and there must be no problems. Bu Zelu looked forward to nine o'clock tonight.

Time flies by like a gap, the sun sets and the moon rises, the Big Apple City is still noisy at 4 o'clock in the morning, and the lights in the distance are bright.

After a day's daily training, Bu Zelu wanted to calm down his mood, but he couldn't calm down at all, and he would always be in a trance after coming out of the space of Sleeping Arhat.

But today his memory is very good, knowing that today is the final match day with Djokovic.

On the day of the competition, there was no change, just like the previous competitions, more meals and less food, except for the athletes' package, they were prepared step by step.

"Are you nervous?" Achim asked calmly, looking at Bu Zelu who was sitting on the lawn in the garden and smoking a cigarette.

Bu Zelu glanced at Achim, a little surprised why this guy didn't mutter about his smoking today, but asked nonsense questions.

"That's the thing!" Bu Zelu still consciously put out the cigarette butt. He just lit it and didn't take a few puffs. It was mainly because he wanted to find something subconsciously.

You can't just look at Yunjuan and Yunshu and say, "The wind is a little noisy today!" 'Bar.

"Hmm!" Achim actually didn't know what to say. Although he had been a coach for professional tennis players, he had never met anyone like Buzelu.

In the past, he had brought two athletes, one had retired and the other was fired, neither of them had won the championship, not even the championship of the tour.

So he didn't know what advice to give to Bu Zelu at all. His title of champion coach was still confused with Bu Zelu from the French Open.

At this point, Ahim, like everyone else, has lived through such a dream for half a year.

"What's the matter?" Bu Zelu tilted his head and looked at this guy who pretended to be deep in front of him, very upset. Aren't most coaches working as part-time psychological counselors? 'Do you still want buddies to spend money on a psychiatrist?Well, let’s find a young lady, well...'

Achim was about to say something when he saw Bu Zelu habitually distracted again. He choked back his words abruptly, shook his head helplessly, turned around and left. He just walked to the garden full of words, but I really don't know what to say now.

After dinner, Bu Zelu watched Viniya tossing his tennis bag over and over again. He really wanted to say something, but he saved it.

"Hiss, this angle is really..." Bu Zelu suddenly glared at Daniel beside him.

Daniel smiled awkwardly, and quickly raised his head to look at the ceiling, studying the lighting on the ceiling, whether he should go home and do the same.

Seeing Daniel being so sensible, Bu Zelu rolled his eyes and continued to lick his face and lean on his chin, watching Viniya carefully squatting on the carpet and sorting out the things in the backpack.

"Vinya, look at the production date, don't let it expire again!" Bu Zelu sat on the sofa and said sarcastic remarks.

"I see!" Viniya continued to tidy up without turning her head.

Not to mention the production date, all the snacks in the backpack were tasted by her, and she repackaged the Buze shoes herself. Of course, the packaging of some endorsed products is still needed.

For example, the energy drink endorsed by Bu Zelu, and a croissant sponsored by a bakery, these wrappers must be kept.

Originally, Viniya knew how to make small bread, but once this guy mixed food and put salt as white sugar, the last situation, ahem!
So, let the professional do it, as for the sponsorship?
In Daniel's eyes, he wished he could walk all over his body with various labels from head to toe. It would be perfect as a walking billboard.

Seven o'clock in the evening, just like last night's women's singles match, night match!

In fact, many tennis finals are held at night, this is to allow the audience to watch the game better, it can't be when everyone is at work.

This is the final, not the previous promotion match.

The US Open is much more fancy than other open tournaments. Bu Zelu even listened to a concert before entering the venue. Well, to be precise, there were only three songs.

Women's singles and female singers, men's singles and male singers, the organizers are very aware of the viewing angles of the audience and fans.

As for athletes?There is no difference between athletes and singers. They all perform for the audience, so if you want to see a female singer, buy your own ticket to go to the concert.

After all, it was the finals. After the pre-match preparations, the main course came, the athletes' entrance ceremony.

It’s not the first time Bu Zelu entered the finals, so he walked his own way naturally. As for the two cameras in front and side, he has been following him since he got off the car, and he didn’t have much emotion. He just walked as usual. Leisurely pace.

Walking along the player tunnel, I even looked at the poster photos on the championship wall with great interest. It showed the previous champions in the past ten years, but in 2010, there was a blank.

When Bu Zelu came here, he grinned happily, "Next year, there will be buddies here!" '

Entering the court, I met Djokovic who came in from another passage. The relationship between the two was pretty good. The two nodded to each other, and then stood in front of the backboard of the US Open logo for a while.

Passed by... Well, let's call her the 'Little Ear Cup'. In fact, the US Open trophy has been changing all the time, and there is no name at all. This year's trophy is also a trophy named by the sponsor.

However, the shape is similar to the big ear cup of the Champions League, but the size is not as big as the Champions League trophy, so let's call it the "small ear cup" for the time being.

You can't call her the name of this year's sponsor, and she didn't pay for Bu Zelu.

Walking past the trophy and entering the venue, following a light show, Bu Zelu and Djokovic put down their tennis backpacks and started preparing step by step.

Unpacking the racket, Bu Zexiu has no special requirements for the racket. In his opinion, there is no such thing as ergonomics, tailor-made, or threading.

'Transform! Bu Zelu muttered to himself.

(Excellent tennis racket, all-around +20, constitution +50 (1% hit))
Well, it's just so willful, what Wilson is, it's none of his business, can the tennis rackets made by the company add attributes?

No!

Can't say a fart!

Then he tightened the wristband on his left wrist, 'transform! '

(Inferior wristbands with extremely weak protection (within a limited range))
This has no attributes, but at least it has a protective effect. It can't really be used just to wipe sweat.

After that, I stomped the tennis shoes under my feet.

(Ordinary tennis shoes, +5 movement speed, automatically adapt to court friction, slightly reduce stamina consumption, slightly increase foot protection, tennis courts are limited, can be transformed.)
He bent his knees vigorously and jumped, and then adjusted to the applicable conditions of the US Open.

After sorting out these three pieces of equipment, as for the clothes and shorts, Buze shoes have not been taken out, which is quite a bombshell.

'Grandma, you won't take out your socks in the future! Bu Zelu suddenly thought about how he would feel after he died and waited for the prizes drawn by the next system host!
'Well, Buzelu's championship socks have charm +100, luck +100, almighty +100, and never absorb sweat, hahahahahahahahaha! Bu Zelu grinned proudly when he thought of this.

(End of this chapter)