olympian big player

604 Chapter 604 - Playing with Sharapova
There are still 2 hours before the Sharapova competition. This year, she is in a very bad state, and her heart is always empty. After meeting Bu Zelu yesterday, the restlessness was even greater.

Although the words "each other's lucky angel" was a bit of nonsense at the beginning, but after summing it up, Sharapova felt that Bu Zelu was only one-sidedly her lucky star.

However, from the end of last year to May of this year, he suffered from injuries for half a year and had to take a truce, and only played again at the French Open this year.

But the results were very satisfactory. In the final, she defeated Halep, a girl born in the 90s, and once again won the French Open women's singles championship.

However, the exhaustion at the French Open was huge, and the injury even recurred. For Wimbledon, which was only one month away, her medical team did not recommend that she continue, and could only say that she was giving it a try.

But what I didn't expect was that I gritted my teeth and made it all the way. I have already reached the quarter-finals, and there will be an eight-to-four match later today.

If he reaches the semi-finals, it will give him greater confidence.

Waiting and waiting, finally the bastard Bu Zelu was waiting in the hotel, but it was only an hour and a half before the start of the game.

"Why are you here so late, I'm leaving now!" Sharapova pouted with an unhappy face, and said with her arms around Bu Zelu's waist.

"Please, it's not like you don't know this place in London, traffic jams!" Bu Zelu hurriedly took Sharapova to the next door, Nima, the whole living room is full of staff, okay?

"Then what do you say now, it's too late!" Sharapova was unhappy!
"No, I said sister, you are going to compete soon, are you sure you need to consume energy?" Bu Zelu was speechless.

"I don't move, you move!" Sharapova looked at her watch and pulled the belt of Bu Ze shoes eagerly.

"Don't, don't, let's go to the head office in a nanny car. Are you sure it's really effective? What if it's eliminated!" Bu Zelu was speechless. He has the Ascension Edition of Neijing, but it is more about bringing him endless The benefits.

"Yeah, let's just take the nanny car there and let's go for a walk!" Sharapova quickly pulled Bu Zelu out, greeted the staff, and then dragged Bu Zelu directly to the underground parking lot.

It was almost time to set off, and Sharapova had already prepared it. Naturally, her assistant would help carry the sports bag.

'MD, why does everyone treat me as a tool, is this egg injection really useful? Bu Zelu just muttered in his heart.

Bu Zelu and Shawa came to the back of the nanny's car, and no one took it. As soon as they got into the car, Bu Zelu's belt flew off.

"Hey, hey, prelude, prelude, I just finished the qualifying race! Let me take a breath!" Bu Zelu was shocked when he saw the impatient Sharapova.

"I will give you artificial respiration, you sit still, I will do it myself!"

'Didn't you tell me to move upstairs just now? '

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Sharapova wiped her upper and lower lips, blinked at Bu Zelu with satisfaction, and then began to straighten her clothes.

"Not bad, not bad, it still smells the same as before, cheer me on from the sidelines later!" Sharapova said cheerfully, "Let's go, I'll go to the players' lounge and take a shower. You can take care of it yourself."

Bu Zelu was speechless, and looked at his watch subconsciously, "There are only 15 minutes left, is it too late?"

"I don't wash my hair, it's you who made my legs dirty! Look, it's all water marks! I'm going to play in a skirt in a while!"

Forget it, good men don't fight with women, and they can't get cheap and act good. After Sharapova got off, he tidied up quickly and then got out of the car.

'NND, you sprayed your dirty legs yourself, and it got on my legs, I'm going to ask someone to justify it! '

Bu Zelu is considered a famous tennis player, after dawdling for a while, he found the Wimbledon staff, borrowed a lounge and took a shower, and then ran to the scene to watch the match.

After coming to the scene, Bu Zelu took a look at the game, but he didn't expect Sharapova to be so brutal.

It's only been less than half an hour since the start of the game, and it's already 3:0.

This will be the fourth game, Sharapova's serve!

"ACE, 15-0!"

"ACE, 30-0!"

The opponent received the third ball, but Sharapova made a sprint and served directly to the net, 40-0.

'I rub it, this guy actually played the style of the year! Bu Zelu was surprised, but looked at the speed of the ball and curled his lips.

In the women's tennis, only Serena Williams can barely keep up with the men's singles players' serve, and the others are all scumbags.

45-30, Sharapova secured the serve, 4:0.

At this moment, Sharapova also noticed Bu Zelu, the bastard. She gave the ticket, so she naturally knew the location of Bu Zelu.

No, taking advantage of Pan Xi's break, he even kissed Bu Zelu in the air.

The live camera swept over and gave Bu Zelu a close-up shot. On the screen, Bu Zelu saw the reactions of some fans around him and could only grin and laugh.

They have been rumored to be a court gossip couple for several years. It is not news that the two have a close relationship. Yesterday they watched the Djokovic game together.

Today the newspaper took a picture of Bu Zelu and Sharapova driving to the hotel out of context, and Sharapova's team published a piece of news today and scolded the BBC as fake news.

Sharapova returned to the hotel alone after sending Bu Zelu back to the hotel.

But who cares, everyone likes to read this kind of report.

After a short break, Sharapova was still in good condition. Although she failed to break serve in the next game, she finally won the first set 6:2.

You must know that the women's singles is a BO3 format even in the Open.

It’s not like the men’s singles where it’s a bo5 format.

At the beginning of the second set, Sharapova's state declined slightly and she made many unforced errors, but she still steadily won every serve.

In the end, 6:2, 6:4, with a total score of 2:0, won the game and successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

'MD, I don't care when I'm done using it? Bu Zelu waited on the sidelines for an hour, but Sharapova didn't show up.

"...Hey, joye, are you going to watch the next game?" A reporter finally found Bu Zelu on the side of the road.

"No, Sharapova said she invited me to dinner after the game, hasn't she come out yet?" Bu Zelu was in a daze.

"Sharapova left in the car after attending the press conference!" The reporter immediately discovered a new topic after speaking.

"Damn!" Bu Zelu angrily dialed Sharapova's phone in front of the reporter, "Maria, what do you mean, I'm still outside the stadium, you want me to walk back to London?"

"Sorry, sorry, I was so happy to win the game, I forgot about you, how about I call a car for you?" Sharapova remembered Bu Zelu as soon as she received the call, but when she heard the mess on the other side of the phone, Massa realized something.

"You wait for me, I'm not finished with you, I'm an imposing Mercedes racing driver, use you to call a car? I'll drive F1 home like a fucking meow! Don't think about me coming to watch your race live!" Bu Zelu It was a lie to say that he was angry, he left Xu Danian and the car at the hotel where Sharapova stayed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so, I'll go to your game tomorrow and help you cheer up, okay? I don't need you to send it, I will go by myself?" Maria said with a smile.

"What good things are you thinking about? You want to go to the maintenance area to watch the game for free. We're done with each other. I wish you will be eliminated in the next game!" Bu Zelu said angrily.

"You still dare to curse me, then I also wish you the 11th place in the next game, without a single point, I'm so mad at you! La la la la!"

After hanging up the phone, Bu Zelu looked at the group of reporters around him, and ran back to the Wimbledon center helplessly.

"Hey, Ferrer, Ferrer, why haven't you left yet?" Bu Zelu was going back to the tennis center to call Viniya, and drove to pick him up, when he ran into Ferrer.

"Hey, joye, you didn't leave either?" Ferrell was surprised to see Bu Zelu.

"Are you going back to London?" Bu Zelu laughed, "By the way, did you win the last game?"

"So you didn't come to see my game!" Ferrer said with a resentful expression.

"Okay, okay, my fault, that bastard Sharapova invited me to watch the game, but he ran away after winning the game, and left me here alone!" Bu Zelu quickly took Ferrer's hand The tennis bag in the bag happily embraced his shoulders and walked over, "By the way, you should win by looking at your state, who will you fight next?"

Ferrer rolled his eyes, "Play Murray next game."

"Hey, Murray, that guy is too simple. Let me tell you, just hit him diagonally with a forehand and pull him to death. Let's get in the car and talk!" Bu Zelu hugged Fei Rael walked out, "Murray's footsteps are very slow, but remember not to hit his backhand diagonally. That guy is not Federer. His backhand rhythm is very good. His footsteps change and connect with the backhand. So hit him forehand..."

Bu Zelu was talking happily, but Ferrer secretly poked him.

As soon as he looked up, Murray and Federer happened to be waiting for the elevator in front of him, and the elevator door was awkward for a while.

"Ahem, let's go, let's go over there and say yes first, you have to take me back to the hotel, I'm in the north of London!" Bu Zelu nodded at Murray, and put Ferrell in his arms. Go to the other side.

He won't take this elevator.

Bu Zelu had been on a truce for half a year, but his strength was still there. With the help of the system, his upper limit could not be raised, but his offline was stuck.

Ferrer didn't expect that he could get so much useful information when he met Bu Zelu, let alone send Bu Zelu home, even if he had a long talk all night, it would be fine.

But in the end, Bu Zelu was sent back to the hotel, and the two chatted for a while in the hotel's coffee shop, and finally learned about Murray's many weaknesses.

"I see that you have such a good chat, I might as well change my job to become a tennis coach in the future!" Viniya said angrily when she saw Bu Zelu come back.

"I'm not stupid, how much is the coach's salary? Wouldn't it be nice for me to play a game by myself? By the way, is he here?" Bu Zelu also invited friends to watch the game at the Yingguo Station this time. of.

"We'll be there today, don't you want to meet up?" Viniya glanced at Bu Zelu.

"Forget it, let me save the jetlag. By the way, I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's game. I'm doing some research!" Bu Zelu hurried away.

(End of this chapter)