olympian big player

Chapter 90 - 089

Now Bu Zelu feels that he needs a memo very much, and also needs a personal assistant to remind him.

'Make money, invest in stocks! Bu Zelu looked at the schedule and set a regular reminder on the computer. No matter where Bu Zelu hits, Bu Zelu put this reminder three days after the end of the French Open.

'Then what else happens? Bu Zelu scratched his chin and couldn't remember for a while.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning seems to be nothing important, the main thing is to kill the next opponent, until the quarterfinals, the most important Federer is waiting for him.

'By the way, I can still take the route of the entertainment industry, how lonely it is to be invincible! '

Bu Zelu thought of this and quickly wrote down the lyrics, but after writing two sentences, he couldn't write any more, and forgot the other lyrics.

'Sure enough, my buddy can only rely on his body, he doesn't have any talent at all! Bu Zelu felt a little lost, and looked at the system in his mind to check the time again.

This broken system doesn't help him much, it's not as good as his rebirth.

'Fuck the kid to death?When did such a mission become available? Bu Zelu browsed for a while and quickly recalled it.

'Um, impulsive, impulsive again, already old, how to argue with some brats, forget it, forget it. After thinking about it, Bu Zelu remembered that he got angry more than 20 days ago and scolded his water friends on the Internet regardless of his care.

This time I looked back at my original message, but Bu Zelu changed his mood, um, the mood of tasting.

'Vulgar, too vulgar, can we put it another way! '

'Why are you swearing, you can express it in more euphemistic language! '

'This one is not good either! '

Instead, Bu Zelu began to comment on the insulting words he wrote back then.

'NND, this dream system really has sequelae, a bit schizophrenic, no, no, it can't be done like this in the future. Bu Zelu reflected on it.

At this time, Bu Zelu put himself into a third perspective to watch those scolding battles back then, and the protagonist was still himself, which was troublesome, and it was not a game.

'Maybe it would be nice to have a relationship, but the pressure is a bit high recently, um, let's wait until Wimbledon is over. Bu Zelu feels that the recent pressure is really too great.

Not only what the system brought him, but also external factors. His sudden appearance as the Australian Open champion made it difficult for people in the sports circle to accept it for a while.

He also always wanted to prove himself when he played Bu Zelu. He also has skills, but his tennis skills are a bit poor.

This is how he sold himself to death in the illusion space, and it took 500 hours for a dozen, how can a normal person stand it.

Even after being in the environmental space, after the physical strength is completely exhausted, and then recharged, can the body bear it, can the spirit bear it?
But Bu Zelu carried it down so abruptly. He has lived like this every night for the past month. Before coming to the French Open, he had not exaggeratedly made the ratio 1:100.

Accurately counting, this kind of dream practice match has lasted for half a month, and this half month has been played at 1:100.

If you use Bu Zelu to tell yourself, that is, men should be more ruthless to themselves.

In the morning, Bu Zelu came to the restaurant downstairs on time, and looked at the coaching team with a puzzled look, looking at him worriedly.

"What's the matter? You don't worry about the game, right? What's our strategy?" Bu Zelu asked as he picked up his breakfast, "By the way, today's opponent is Kei Nishikori, that little Ghost player."

"Yes, our tactics are..." Achim repeated the tactics discussed yesterday.

For the coaching team, this is still yesterday, but for Bu Zelu, it was a tactic 20 days ago, and we must keep it in mind again.

"By the way, where's Daniel? Went to an event again? Isn't this a competition? We agreed not to participate." Bu Zelu asked curiously.

"Well, that Daniel was out busy last night, maybe helping you with promotional activities." Matthew Sebler, the assistant to the buoyant press officer, said quickly.

The coaching team doesn't care about the outside world.

"Oh, by the way, what time do I play today?" Bu Zelu asked while eating.

After the whole breakfast, Bu Zelu went to do some restorative exercises as usual, and he finally understood that he was afraid that something bad happened more than 20 days ago. After one night, the contrast between the two was too great , Let the coaching team feel a little uneasy about him.

Based on Bu Zelu’s experience of being reborn for so many years, never thinking about things that can’t be remembered is too useless, and the brain capacity is limited. It is important to remember those big things that can make money.

The coaching team looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were even more worried about Bu Zelu's state. They had a very unpleasant fight with Daniel last night, so why did they sleep like they were all right?

However, if you don't explode in silence, you die in silence.

The coaching team was worried that Bu Zelu's mentality would change in today's game, but they didn't dare to say anything more. Everyone said that Bu Zelu had an employment relationship, and the old man who was most familiar with Bu Zelu was Powell. .

Time is tight. After breakfast in the morning and some warm-up activities, all that's left is to rest. Today's game is at 4 p.m.

This is how the seeded players have an advantage. Although they play back-to-back games, they are also scheduled for one morning and one afternoon.

But it is no different for Bu Zelu, his style of play is doomed, and he has a greater disadvantage than others in back-to-back games.

After rushing to the game early, Bu Zelu rested in the players' lounge, had pre-match physical therapy, and relaxed his muscles.

'MMP, the scolding battle at the beginning seemed to be a big one! After Bu Zelu came to the scene, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere today, but it was the result of a hot brain at the beginning.

But this is something he did by himself, just like Bu Zelu's lawyer told him, he needs to be responsible for his actions and pay the bill.

'Cut, isn't it just killing the little devil? This is called political correctness, do you understand!Isn't it just a devil's market? My buddies occupy the entire Chinese market and can't starve to death. It's better to please your own family than to please the whole world. ' Bu Zelu figured it out instantly when the game was approaching and stepping on the field.

After returning to the locker room, Bu Zelu was a little surprised to see Daniel.

"Play the game well and kill him. Let's talk about our affairs later, but remember, you are playing now, not in front of your computer. We will lose money to Adi and Wilson if you talk nonsense. The purpose of our game is to What!" Daniel said calmly, looking at Bu Zelu's face.

"make money!"

"Yes, make money, make a lot of money!" Daniel roared in a low voice.

"Make big money!"

"Fuck him!"

"Don't worry, this little scumbag won't make it to the fifth round." Bu Zelu said confidently.

Fortunately, this is the qualifying period, and the organizer did not ask Bu Zelu to conduct a pre-match interview, otherwise this not too popular match would have turned into a very topical match.

However, due to Bu Zelu's sudden voice on the Internet, the competitive state that originally only focused on Bu Zelu itself rose to a higher level.

The foreigners just watched the excitement, but the media chased them like hyenas. There was no pre-match tailoring, but there was an interview in the mixed zone after the game.

As for the official account of Bu Zelu operated by Daniel, he simply replied to the latest online inquiry, "Checking the real identity of the account. '

But this message was blasted below, is this a query?Call Bu Zelu directly to ask, if it is his personal account, you will understand.

However, the official account also replied, "The player is in the French Open match, and the external interference has been turned off. After the match, the inquiry will be made at an appropriate time." '

Anyway, it meant the same thing. The operation team couldn't contact the player himself. Originally, this account had indicated from the beginning that it was not Bu Zelu's personal account, but an operation team account.

It is just a channel that publishes some events and commercial activities of Bu Zelu, and has nothing to do with Bu Zelu personally.

Yes, this account has nothing to do with Bu Zelu, even if Bu Zelu knows the password of this account.

No matter what happened in the outside world, when Bu Zelu came to the arena and saw Kei Nishikori himself, he didn't feel much.

'Guess side actually won? Bu Zelu was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at his opponent, "I want the ball."

Kei Nishikori stared at Bu Zelu's words, and decisively chose the field, and chose the position on the left of the referee tit for tat.

Anyway, everyone is tearing their skins apart in the outside world, especially online, and now it is like this, so why do you have any scruples, since you dare to ask for the ball, the opponent dares to take the referee's left.

However, the two of them didn't make any fuss in the next warm-up match. They finished their forehand coordination, and then began to warm up with backhand match.

Looking at the cheering audience on the sidelines, Bu Zelu is also in an overwhelming advantage. The number of Chinese abroad is simply crushing, except for the locals, of course.

30.00% of the entire arena was occupied by Chinese people, the remaining 60.00% were occupied by ghosts, and only the remaining [-]% of the audience gathered together were the fan club of little devils.

Bu Zelu, who had claimed the ball, also calmed down. He originally wanted to make a preemptive strike, and Roddick served the ball, but in order to win the game, he still followed the established plan.

Anyway, being hacked into scum by the media, Bu Zelu felt that as long as he won, it would be over.

Chasing the serve, forcing Kei Nishikori's position, and hitting his backhand position are the advantages of being an offensive team.

Bu Zelu's conservative serve is almost impossible to make mistakes. What he pursues is not height and speed, but the angle of tennis rebound.

Xiao Suibu immediately moved to the middle of the court, paying attention to the opponent's return route.

(End of this chapter)