olympian big player

477 Chapter 477 - Small Rewards

(3) Buze shoes 7 6 2 1 6
(2) Deyo 5 3 6 6 1
The game was over, and Djokovic was a little dazed looking at the score. He prepared everything, but why did the game become like this.

Just mess around, but Djokovic didn't know how he lost. Sitting on a chair, he carefully recalled these five games. Bu Zelu must have made hundreds of mistakes.

But under the premise of such mistakes, Bu Zelu actually won like this. This is where Djokovic became enlightened.

How many unforced errors did Bu Zelu have?
Basically, eight balls are played in a game, and Bu Zelu can make 5-6 turnovers, either double faults or returning the ball out of bounds.

This bloody game is just hell.

Bu Zelu was sitting on the bench with a flat face and was signing the equipment to give away. Originally, he didn't want to give away the equipment today, but seeing those fans who came from afar, he should give them some feedback.

The media is the media, and your own fans are fans, and Bu Zelu still has to be distinguished.

'Is this kid still in a daze? Bu Zelu felt secretly happy at this moment.

Since playing the US Open, he has been planning. Today is a small trick for Djokovic. Of course, the news of the past two days gave him a "misleading".

In fact, not only Djokovic couldn't figure it out, but other spectators couldn't figure it out either. How could Bu Zelu win by "playing around" on the court like this?

Why is he?
Can an athlete with an extremely unstable mentality and an average of 20+ unforced errors per game win the game?

Everyone can't understand this tennis.

After delivering the racket and some equipment, Bu Zelu left the court first. When he walked into the player tunnel, he turned his head to look at Djokovic who was still sitting in the rest area of ​​the court.

'Silly boy, brother's mistake was deliberate, think about it slowly! Bu Zelu was happy in his heart.

Turning his head again, Bu Zelu looked at several familiar sports staff and pulled his face down again. He was lucky to be selected for the urine test again today.

'A group of S`Bs, if I hadn't been for the championship bonus, would I have been bullied by you like this? Bu Zelu walked into the locker room cursing in his heart.

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Today's reporters are still very disappointed. After Bu Zelu yelled at "compatriots" yesterday, he should "explode himself" again in the face of more and "more standardized" media today.

Who would have thought that Bu Zelu was still so uncooperative with the media, holding a small piece of paper and starting to pretend to be a robot to answer questions there, perfunctory.

After finishing the post-match interview and getting into the nanny car home, Bu Zelu couldn't put on anymore, especially when he looked at Zaina's unfriendly eyes, and instantly gave up.

The time for Bu Zelu to hold his grudge was quite short, last night when he was sleeping, he was discovered by Zaina and Xiaocha, but at that time they mistakenly thought they were here for 'comfort', but they were tricked by this bastard.

In the end, Viniya was called, so the three strongly resisted Bu Zelu's behavior of thinking about the three of them all day long.

No, Zaina, who was cheated last night, saw that Bu Zelu looked like this "dead" again today, and immediately remembered that she was very caring with him last night, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became. He has a good face.

"Hey, my dear, let's have a big dinner later to celebrate our entry into the semi-finals!" Bu Zelu took the initiative to sit next to Zaina and said in a low voice.

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite!" Zaina rolled her eyes, wanting to bite the bastard to death.

"That's right, foreigners' food is not to your liking, so how about I cook it myself and I'll give you the whole kebab?" Bu Zelu also learned an XJ accent.

"Get out, I don't want to talk to you!" Zaina said fiercely with a straight face.

"Then it's such a happy decision, but if you make bags for us, if I make them, it will become a cake from Shaanxi." Bu Zelu said and took out his mobile phone to look for the ingredients to make tonight. "By the way, is it low-gluten flour or high-gluten flour, wheat flour or corn flour?"

"Don't buy randomly, I'll take a look!" Zaina snatched Bu Zelu's phone angrily, "I'll go to the supermarket to buy it myself."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go with you, call Zaina and Xiaocha, and let's go to the supermarket together." Bu Zelu said cheerfully.

"Humph~!"

Bu Zelu is already preparing to go shopping in the supermarket, and at this time Djokovic didn't want to understand how he lost today, not only he didn't want to understand, but Nadal didn't understand either.

But it's not his turn to think about it, his competition is about to start, and if he can't advance, he doesn't have to think about it.

Under the baptism of today's Internet world, when everyone was discussing that Bu Zelu could still win the game with 115 turnovers, they were already discussing that Bu Zelu was visiting the supermarket with his three "gossip female employees" .

The three beautiful employees followed the flattering boss to buy a bunch of things in the supermarket, and returned to the high-end apartment happily.

After returning to the apartment, Bu Zelu happily went to take a medicinal bath. In the following meeting, Bu Zelu simply chatted with the coaching staff for 20 minutes.

Because there was no way to talk about this game, the whole game was just a random fight, Achim watched every ball and wanted to point at Bu Zelu's nose and scold.

Then what?Then you said he won the game meow, and you said it was annoying or not, which made him, the coach, unable to think of a reason to teach Bu Zelu a lesson.

So after chatting for 20 minutes, Achim took the initiative to dissolve today's meeting, but agreed to finish dinner and discuss the next game after knowing whether Nadal has advanced.

Anyway, for today's one-eighth match, Achim is going to go back and study it carefully. Anyway, after the end of the US Open, he estimates that he will have a lot of "holiday" time. He must figure this out, otherwise he will Can make myself miserable to death.

As a head coach, it's fine if the players don't play according to his plan, but they have to play well. What kind of shit is they playing today? The whole process is almost full of 'bobo-style offense' and 'bobo-style defense' '.

It's the same with turnovers and points.

Completely violated the 'Buze shoe style' scoring method.

No matter what, Bu Zelu is now happily pulling the entire coaching staff to have a barbecue on the terrace of the apartment to celebrate.

In the eyes of a group of foreigners, it is nothing more than a "planting flower version" BBQ, so the skewers taste quite fresh.

But like Daniel is used to it, he has already had the experience of grilling skewers like this.

"How about New Year's Eve?" Bu Zelu was a little presumptuous today, eating skewers and drinking beer, thanks to the competition the day after tomorrow.

Yes, there are two days off before the US Open semi-finals.

"No problem, it's just a lawsuit. You can't leave the country for a short time. You can go back to the country after the court is done, and you can be released on bail tomorrow." Daniel said.

"When will the lawsuit be filed?" Bu Zelu nodded. He was not going to have an affair with the reporter.

"Within two months!" After all, Daniel is Lao Mi, and the reason why they can arrange a trial so quickly in the country of America is because they are super taxpayers.

"Does that mean you can only return to China in November?" Bu Zelu calculated with his fingers.

"Almost, if it's settled out of court..." Daniel shrugged his shoulders and said nothing when he saw Bu Zelu's appearance. "Don't worry, their bodyguard company is assisting."

"Well, let's renew the lease here, and let Danian and Paul live here later, and staying in a hotel is not very good." Bu Zelu looked at the duplex apartment, anyway, the lease is only renewed for two months.

"Okay, let me record it later. This competition is over. I mean if... if we win the championship, we will return to China for a week or so. You must know that you can earn more money in America than there." Daniel said a little excitedly.

"That's right...Let's talk about it, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go back." Bu Zelu thought for a while, going back is just a vacation, wouldn't it be nice to earn some money here?
A small barbecue can be regarded as a celebration for the whole team to enter the semi-finals again. Such a result is enough to open champagne for others.

But for Bu Zelu, his achievements in the past two years, not to mention reaching the semi-finals, even if he entered the finals and did not win the championship, he would be criticized by the media in large numbers.

So the whole team is normal-minded, at least on the surface. The whole team came to eat, drink and chat for this small barbecue, and it was also to relieve Bu Zelu's pressure in the past two days.

Looking at the state of playing today, in the eyes of these people, winning is entirely due to the favor of the goddess of luck, strength?What a joke!
Bu Zelu also understood that he was indeed popular, but he also used such a small conspiracy to sneak attack Djokovic.

On the whole, it's no different from playing against these 'old acquaintances' before, except that his reaction to beating him is poor, and he is too familiar. Bu Zelu can definitely score when he absolutely needs to.

It is estimated that Djokovic will figure it out after thinking about it for a few days, but it has nothing to do with Bu Zelu. He was bullied and bullied others.

"Phew..." Bu Zelu let out a sigh of relief and stopped thinking about things other than the competition, and finally it was time for the much-loved lottery.

Back in the room, Bu Zelu took a look at the blue treasure box of the US Open semi-finalists, and there was no such thing as bathing and burning incense. After all, this item is the highest quality equipment of blue.

'Excellent steering wheel: has a good control assist ability, omnipotence +5, agility +10, form (1/3), bound, can be transfigured'

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Bu Zelu rolled his eyes, what a piece of crap, it might as well be a pair of upgraded tennis shoes given by Wimbledon, this crap steering wheel is useful.

'Brothers are on motorcycles, knights, do knights understand! '

'Dude, this is called meat-wrapped iron! '

Holding it in his hand and looking at it, Bu Zelu casually flung it back into the system space again. The only thing I can think of about this shit is that it is useful when playing rally games.

'MGP, should I run a rally or a Dakar? Thinking of this, Bu Zelu hurriedly glanced at the task bar. Fortunately, there were no cross-border competitions added.

(End of this chapter)