olympian big player

Chapter 510 510 - The French Open is over
Although it was a message from Emma's phone, Bu Zelu knew it was from Stuart, so he cleared the chat history on the phone and put it back in his pocket.

'As long as I'm scumbag, there's nothing I can't do, eh!Bu Zelu, I really admire myself for being so shameless, go home and take a bath! '

Bu Zelu lay down on the seat happily, "Zayina, my shoulders are a bit hard, why don't you give me a press!"

Zaina stood up from the front seat, and looked at Bu Zelu angrily, "I can't go back and press you, it's not convenient in this car!"

"Oh, isn't this a traffic jam? Hurry up, press me! It seems a little hurt!" Bu Zelu looked at Zaina with an expression on his face that was about to be hurt.

"Huh..." Zaina took a deep breath and endured it!
The coaches in the car were quite excited at first. This is the third consecutive championship. How about being so calm? They don't know what to say at this moment, so they can only hold back.

The defending French Open champion, especially so far, this is the 10th consecutive Grand Slam trophy.

At this time, he has completely surpassed Nadal and Djokovic, only less than Federer, and has become the player with the second most championships in active service.

And this is continuous, continuous!

Regardless of a group of middle-aged and elderly people, Bu Zelu is now lying on the chair, enjoying Zaina's massage, and chatting from time to time.

The French Open is over, and they will stay here for at most 5 days before leaving for London, where they will conduct business activities for another week, and then they will start preparing for Wimbledon.

The arrangement of the French Open and Wimbledon is so tight, unlike the Australian Open, where they take a four-month holiday immediately after the tournament.

The next day, Bu Zelu participated in the player banquet held by the French Open as usual, taking photos with the champions of each group, and communicating with other players.

This is also due to the fact that the French Open has paid out bonuses relatively quickly in the past two years, and this year also helped him match up with several sponsors.

"...Hey, our big champion is here. I said you've been watching us for the past four months, haven't you seen enough?" Nadal joked when he saw Bu Zelu coming over.

"It must be, I have more videos about you on my computer than paid movies!" Bu Zelu said cheerfully holding a champagne glass.

The outside world's expert explanation for Bu Zelu this time is that "Bu Zelu has been studying the opponent's play information day and night to achieve such a level..."

"Then you won't fall in love with me!" Djokovic also said jokingly.

"Just thinking about good things, I am worth tens of billions now, and I want to divide my property!" Bu Zelu stared.

The buddies around immediately became happy.

"By the way, joye, you are heading for the three consecutive annual championships this year, and you won't really stop playing next year!" Djokovic said casually after seeing everyone laughing.

"What do you mean?" Nadal looked curiously at Djokovic and Bu Zelu.

Several people around were also looking at the two of them curiously.

'What a villain! Bu Zelu shrugged his shoulders and muttered in his heart, "Just kidding, the prize money has increased so much in the past two years, I can't bear to leave. I'm ready to play the Masters this year, and the prize money for some Masters has also increased dramatically. ah!"

"Indeed, the main reason is that the four of you are really eye-catching. There is rarely such a situation in the history of tennis. The ratings and sponsors are all pouring in, and the prize money has naturally increased!" Robredo took the topic and continued. .

"Well, look at this year's championship bonus, it's 300 million euros, and my four consecutive championships in 05 were only more than 300 million after tax!" Nadal said with a sigh.

"Okay, okay, I know you won four consecutive championships, next year, my buddy will be tied with you next year, what's the hurry!" Bu Zelu said cheerfully, holding Nadal's shoulder.

"Next year, hum, next year I will make you look good, and I want you to know who is the one who rules here..."

With a burst of laughter, the number of people around gradually decreased, and finally Nadal, Robredo, and Bu Zelu were left. The three of them stood in one place with wine glasses and chatted casually.

"What does Novak mean!" Nadal raised his eyebrows at Bu Zelu and said when there was no one else.

"What do you mean!" Bu Zelu pretended to be confused.

At that time, what I said to Djokovic was mostly consoling. Who knew that this bastard would use this matter to tease him. Bu Zelu believes that tomorrow, no, there will be rumors in the media that he will "retire" tonight.

"Hey, joye, isn't it? I'm planning to retire this year, and I'll be your sparring partner next year!" Robredo originally wanted to switch careers to become an Internet celebrity, but he found it based on the advice of his girlfriend and manager. found a better way out.

Originally, he became popular by rubbing Bu Zelu's popularity, wouldn't it be more convenient to be a training partner for Bu Zelu, and he can also continue to be an Internet celebrity part-time, and it will also save face if he talks about it in the future.

He, Tommy Robredo, was also part of the championship team.

"Okay, okay, it's just an idea, this competition is not interesting, and the website will be launched next year, so there is no need to work hard to make money." Bu Zelu shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Hey, hey, I don't want to take you like this. I will run if I win. At any rate, I will beat you in an official match, so you are allowed to run!" Nadal looked at Bu Zelu with a sullen expression.

"What's the hurry, there are three more games to come, and maybe I'll go to this year's finals." Bu Zelu laughed at Nadal.

"Then I believe this guy will only lose one game to you in the round-robin group stage of the finals, so you can feel better!" Tommy Robredo also complained cooperatively beside him.

"FVCK! You two guys!" Nadal couldn't help but swear directly.

Bu Zelu talked about other topics again, he didn't want to talk about retirement.And Nadal and Robredo have been in the society for so many years, how could they not understand, so they chatted about other things casually.

Since the three of them are friends and rivals, they don't know what to say in this matter, so they can only support and respect Bu Zelu.

Nadal didn't want Robredo, he felt that Bu Zelu might really only finish this year.

If this guy doesn't complete the three consecutive annual championships, he may continue to play. If he completes such an epic achievement, he may really retire.

A person like Bu Zelu has many pursuits. From the time this guy entered the industry, besides tennis, this guy is also a poker tournament, Dakar and the Isle of Man.

This guy can't do anything.

As for Robredo, I didn't think too much about it. This year is indeed his last year. Unlike Bu Zelu, he really can't move.

However, he also feels that Bu Zelu is still hesitating. Whether to retire or not, he feels that this guy has not made up his mind yet, but since he is a friend, no matter what decision Bu Zelu makes, he will support it.

After the dinner, Nadal originally wanted to chat with Bu Zelu, but it turned out that this guy and Sharapova just entered the hotel elevator.

When the elevator closed, the three people looked at each other through a door, but Nadal was very embarrassed.

"MD, this bastard is really lucky, he can even get a beauty like Maria..." Nadal smiled wryly, turned and left.

The French Open was over, and he could relax a little bit. Nadal thought of his girlfriend at home, and looked at the gorgeous girls in the hotel, gritted his teeth, and decided to go home.

He didn't have the guts of Bu Zelu.

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Bu Zelu left Paris with the entire coaching team, and the big villa that was rented at the beginning was left to Deyun's group.

They haven't finished their commercial performance in Paris yet. As for the few unlucky people who still want to follow him to London to continue their happiness, they can only follow De Yun's people and continue to work obediently.

It doesn't matter if Bu Zelu is there, but Mr. Guo is afraid that Bu Zelu will spoil his precious sons, so he sent them here to lose weight.

Who knew that these bastards got a little fatter, and they followed Bu Zelu out to play around, which worried Lao Guo.

His son is only 16 years old this year, and the day before yesterday, he discovered that there was a lipstick mark on the collar of this kid, so why are you talking about it!
But in the words of Uncle Qian, "Boy paper, what can I suffer, as long as I have knowledge!" '

Anyway, before Bu Zelu left, he saw Shaobing and Lao Meng, Kong Lao Leng, and Dalin kneeling in the fitness room reciting the lyrics of Taiping. They rubbed their butts from time to time, and gasped when they touched the floor. Cool.

If it weren't for the foreigners on the coaching staff to see how Uncle Guo taught these people a lesson, they might have reported Lao Guo!
London!

It's really not a good place, there are always a lot of messy things every time I come here, and this time it's not just as simple as staying for a month.

Instead, we have to stay until the end of August to finish the work.

But now it's not about the London Olympics. Wimbledon is ahead of it. Bu Zelu has beaten Wimbledon in the face for two consecutive years, and I don't know what will happen this year.

'But it can't be more shameless than South Korea! '

With such a mentality, Bu Zeli and his team arrived in London and rented a new villa. This time, they did not renew the lease of the original one that was closer to the competition venue.

Because that set was booked at the beginning of the year, it was an active tennis player, and because of the two consecutive championships of this 'champion villa', the real estate agent had already publicized it.

As for the practice field that he rented with Sharapova at the beginning, the "champion practice field" where he won the championship with Sharapova last year has also been rented out in a similar manner.

(End of this chapter)