olympian big player

Chapter 457 Chapter 456 - Wimbledon Final - 2
The effective time of only 1 minute is not fully utilized.

15-15.
Bu Zelu was a little guilty after the successful blow, but looked at Federer with a mocking expression on his face.

At this time, the audience and the audience in front of the TV were stunned, as if they were watching two identical people volleying in front of the net, as if the two were taking turns imitating the former to carry out the next blow.

'The side effects are too great, it's still more practical in the bottom line. '

Bu Zelu finally lost his skills from the start of "mimicry" to this meeting. The volley in front of the net is a bit of a loss. Fortunately, Federer's style of play is not too aggressive.

Otherwise it will be embarrassing.

Federer was very angry when he saw Bu Zelu. He knew very well that Bu Zelu was 'humiliating' him with the ball just now. He imitated his posture and kept hitting the tennis ball back.

The point is that Bu Zelu, the bastard, won a goal after taunting him. He didn't catch it himself, mainly because he also realized that he was a little impatient at the time.

Serving again, Federer still served to the net.

"30-15!"

'Xiao Mian, buddy can see through you even if you have no skills! 'Bu Zelu directly received the serve and scored, and hit a light lob to the backcourt.

The thousands of hours he practiced in the space of Sleeping Arhat are fake~!

In fact, it took 4 nights from the semi-finals to the finals, and he almost threw up after 2000 hours of practice.

Being abused in space, you will naturally find your way back in reality. Do you still think you are the strongest?

Bu Zelu's return score appeared again, which made the audience and players in the tennis circle stare wide-eyed.

This is rare material, especially for those top players. On the one hand, it is to decipher Bu Zelu's information, on the other hand, it is to find his own loopholes, and on the other hand, it is naturally aimed at Federer. This is a live teaching video for Bu Zelu.

40-15, 45-15, 4:0, the two sides exchanged venues. After a short break, the two played the fifth game, and at this time it was Bu Zelu's serve.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted?

It doesn't exist, Bu Zelu basically hasn't sweated yet.

Four consecutive ACE balls directly made Federer doubt life again.

5:0
Federer was a bit confused, he had made a lot of preparations before the game, and when he advanced to the final, he took Bu Zelu as the first goal in contact.

It was noon at that time, before the match between Bu Zelu and Djokovic started, he had already started to study Bu Zelu, because he firmly believed that this bastard would be able to advance smoothly.

In fact, Federer has been paying attention to every game played by Bao Zelu since the main draw of Wimbledon, because he knows that this guy has not been serious about playing the game from the beginning.

In the afternoon, I wanted to see the true "strength" of him and Djokovic, but after Djokovic also "accidentally" withdrew from the game, Federer took out last year's game again to review.

Bu Zelu's style of play at Wimbledon is different from other open tournaments. Only at Wimbledon will he fully activate the 'full-court style of play'.

But now...

45-30, 6:0.

Bu Zelu finished the game calmly. In the last game, he and Federer just volleyed on the net. Both of them made mistakes, but he made fewer mistakes.

The total score is 1:0 and temporarily leading.

Following the pan rest, Bu Zelu was very coquettish, deliberately took a new dress, stood in front of Emma and KK's seats, and immediately started changing clothes.

'Electric eye - open! '

This is a temporary skill that directly increases charm by 20 points.

At this time, the big screen also took care of Bu Zelu, and also saw Emma and KK laughing awkwardly with their mouths covered, and kept squinting at Bu Zelu changing his shirt there.

Slightly sweating upper body, as if smeared with olive oil, angular muscles from all angles, coupled with Bu Zelu's flamboyant slow-motion posture, made the scene instantly joyful.

Shrugging his shoulders, this was effective for 5 minutes. After Buzelu changed his clothes, he tugged on them and was a little dissatisfied, and then changed into a new one in slow motion.

But this time, instead of standing in front of the two women, he began to send 'welfare' time to his beautiful fans.

After changing two short sleeves in a row, Bu Zelu winked and walked back to his rest area, then crazily winked at the camera and the stands.

In any case, I have to use up the 5 minutes.

Viniya covered her face and looked at Bu Zelu, and smiled bitterly in her seat. There was no way, this guy was like this, but let alone, the bastard who was found on the field through his fingers was really attractive.

The 5-minute break allowed Bu Zelu to make full use of it, and he walked back to the court after a long time. Although he said that his skills were only unilaterally aimed at the opposite sex, Bu Zelu didn't want to stand in front of a person of the same sex.

Of course, there were men and women in the audience, but Bu Zelu's eyes were all scattered, and basically all the girls were watching, so he automatically coded for the male compatriots.

Federer saw that Bu Zelu was ready, and then he was ready to serve.

The cruel Bu Zelu didn't give Federer a chance. He just came up to receive the serve and score. It might be a bit scruples or face-saving to hit others, but he was particularly energetic when playing Federer Bu Zelu.

Even if there are no messy tasks today.

45-30，45-15，30-45，45-0，45-40，45-15，30-45，45-0。

6:2, Bu Zelu didn't give Federer many chances at all, and won the second set strongly. At this time, he had already stepped on the championship podium with half of his foot.

With a 2:0 lead, Wimbledon almost lost its suspense this year. Whether it was the fans at the scene or the fans in front of the TV, they realized how terrifying Bu Zelu's attack power was.

Perhaps only at Wimbledon, and only against Federer, did he try his best.

Sharp offense, decisive scoring, not sloppy at all, fully interpreting what is called a real full-court style of play.

Many old viewers seem to have seen Sampras and Federer galloping on the court when they were young, and the offense was more aggressive, even cruel.

This time, Bu Zelu didn't do so many fancy things during the set. Instead, he changed a racket again, but he was still not idle, but started to sign on the previous two rackets.

Anyway, those two rackets will be sent out after the game.

"Ze Lu, hold on tight, don't open the champagne at halftime, you're only leading now, you haven't won the championship yet!" Li Si shouted as he looked at the broadcast camera.

"Indeed, Zelu should focus on the game now. Even if he has to give gifts to fans, wouldn't it be better to wait until he wins the championship?" Director Zhang was also speechless.

After Bu Zelu signed his name on the racket, he looked at the latest slim gold body and fancy English fonts and was very satisfied.

'This calligraphy is not bad, not bad, very ingenious, and a good copy! Bu Zelu nodded and took apart a new racket to prepare for the third set.

When beating acquaintances, especially Federer, the most familiar stranger, Bu Zelu became more and more familiar with the beating. How do you say it with an old saying?

Just stick a hook and I'll know what you're pulling!

At the end of the break, Bu Zelu served the game, stood on the baseline and looked at the ugly and slightly anxious Federer on the other side of the court, and shrugged his shoulders.

"How about millions of bonuses, brother with big breasts, buddy can live on bonuses!" '

"ace, 15-0"

"ace, 30-0"

"ace, 40-0"

"Aces, 45-0, 1-0"

Without mercy, he started the first game of the third set with four ACE balls.

15-0，30-0，40-0，45-0，2-0。

Bu Zelu, whose mentality was already out of balance, seized the opportunity decisively, and frantically oppressed Federer, hitting him in chaos with one serve after another.

calm?

nonexistent!

In such a tormenting game, Federer had already lost his composure, neither attacking nor defending, and even fell into self-doubt.

Make persistent efforts, Bu Zeli, who finished early and got off work early, seized the time. In the third game, he changed his ACE and made a miracle, serving to the net.

Bu Zelu needs to fully break through all the psychological defenses of Federer and hit him in all directions, so as to make the next game easier.

15-0，30-0，40-0，45-0，3-0。

Federer is done.

…………

…………

"Roger, calm down, timeout, medical timeout!"

Suddenly shouts from outside the court resounded throughout the court, and Bu Zelu, who was standing in the court at this time, looked impatiently at the coaching area in the stands.

According to the rules of tennis, the coach can't give instructions on the spot. He has completely broken Federer's psychological defense now, and now scoring points is what he wants.

Federer subconsciously called a medical timeout.

Unhappy, Bu Ze turned his head and spit in the direction of Federer's coach bench before walking back to the rest area.

He didn't even bother to appeal.

Bu Zelu looked up at the scoreboard. At this time, the score of the third game was already leading 4:0. The next game was the fifth game, and the fifth game was his serve.

But after Bu Zelu wiped off his sweat, he raised his head and glanced at the referee, "Hey, what do you mean? It means that if I don't appeal, you won't be judged? Now the coach can guide off the field?"

"Can the referees at Wimbledon be more professional!"

"Mr. Bu Zelu, please pay attention to your words and deeds. I have already recorded the violation of the opposing coach!" The referee blocked the microphone and said to Bu Zelu.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to win the championship right now, I don't want to talk nonsense with you!" Bu Zelu waved his hand, turned his head and continued to rest.

"Bu Zelu, please come here!" The referee shouted directly at Bu Zelu.

'Nima, I'm giving you face! Bu Zelu took a deep breath, looked at the score again, then stood up and walked under the referee's ladder.

"Please pay attention to your words and deeds, are you provoking the referee? Player Bu Zelu!"

Bu Zelu was too lazy to speak, so he just rolled his eyes and looked at him with his neck tilted.

"Provoke the referee, level three warning, you will miss a game!" The referee looked at Bu Zelu's attitude and said directly through the broadcast.

"Correct the score of the third set, 3:0."

Bu Zelu laughed angrily at the referee, clapped his hands at the referee, and gave the referee a thumbs up, indicating that the opponent was NB, and then walked back to the rest area without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)