Almighty in the city

In the entire stadium, going up to the stands and down to the rest area of ​​both sides of the game, no one can make even the slightest noise anymore.

Everyone stared blankly at the tall young man in the red uniform of the China Team.

At this moment, this person, in their eyes, is God——

The god of tennis who rules everything in this court!

At this moment, no one believes that Murray can keep this match point for the Geely team. Even the players of the Geely team and their coach, Fisichella, do not believe that Murray can win from Bai Yifan. This set of singles.

Can't play forehand side spin, nor give the opponent a chance to cut the ball backhand, even smash can't be displayed in front of this Huaxia player——

At this moment, Murray is like being completely bound by invisible shackles. Even if he is also a god and the god of tennis, it is still impossible to defeat this Bai Yifan in this situation!

Is it necessary to continue this game?

"This is a scary Chinese!" Fisichella took a deep breath in the rest area of ​​the Geely team. "He has used three return shots to thoroughly clean Murray's confidence. At that time, Murray, I am afraid that even any one of you may defeat him."

With a long sigh, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the rest area.

"The coach?!" Everyone on the Geely team was taken aback.

When Fisichella leaves the rest area at this time, there is only one possibility--

He wants to abandon this game, on behalf of Murray abstained to admit defeat!

And to give up this game, it means that their Geely team lost this team game, and they were swept directly by the China Team with a clean "3-0"!

It is conceivable that when this news spreads back to China, what kind of public opinion pressure they will endure, and Fisichella, who made this choice, is more likely to lose his position as head coach.

"This is a game that can't be won. Since we all lose, then I must make the best choice for the entire team." Fisichella glanced at them. "If this game continues, Mu Lei is very likely to be beaten six-love, or even a "zero ban"! That way, he will be completely abandoned in the tennis match of this exchange meeting."

After a pause, he took a deep breath: "As the head coach of the national team, I will never allow my trump card to be ruined by this Chinese guy! Murray still has a chance. His goal is the men's singles championship. We also have a chance. As long as we can win the Will and Belgium team, we still have the possibility of qualifying."

"Moreover, after today, all national team coaches will definitely study this Bai Yifan inch by inch. In this case, his weaknesses will definitely be exposed. His incredible return shots will definitely be exposed. It will be cracked."

"At that time, it will be time for us to re-decide with the Chinese team and restore the dignity of the British Empire tennis team!" Fisichella said, pressing the electronic button to open the door.

The big screen on the scene suddenly showed Geely's application for suspension of the game.

The referee sighed secretly. He is also an old churros in the tennis industry. At this moment, he has guessed what Geely wants to do to suspend the game. If he can, he wants to reject the application and let Bai Yifan directly scrap Murray. In this way, it also gave the China Team's men's singles game, reducing a heavenly opponent.

It's a pity that such dark thoughts can only be thought of.

The referee agreed to the Geely team's application, Fisichella stepped up, and then submitted an application for abstention from the referee.

When submitting this application again, Fisichella couldn't help but look at Bai Yifan, who was smiling.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his instinct told him that this person might be the nightmare of all the European and American players and teams who came to China to fight face this time——

With only three return shots, he has forced himself to make a choice: whether to give up the game or give up Murray, the strongest trump card!

"Horrible guy." Fisichella said silently in his heart, then put his arm around Murray's shoulder, while giving him psychotherapy, while leading him to the court.

In the surrounding stands, after a short silence, there was suddenly a roar like a mountain whistling and a tsunami.

The Chinese audience screamed the name "Bai Yifan" frantically, and wave after wave of sound constantly impacted the blue sky and white clouds above their heads.

"At this moment, it belongs to all Huaxia people! We are on this land, in our homeland, from the front, defeated the Geely team, the strong tennis team! From this moment on, my China tennis will no longer Weak! From this moment on, no European and American team can despise us anymore! Audience friends! Cheer! Cheer! Let us revel in the rise of China Tennis!"

In the commentary room, Yu Siyu was shouting feverishly at the camera.

Behind her, in the area framed by the camera, two old retired coaches and two former national team tennis veterans who have passed their middle age, at this moment, are all trembling with excitement and tears in their eyes. Yourself.

From the spread of tennis, a competitive sport, to China, to China’s real start to form a national tennis team, to Situ Xue’s first gold medal for China in a world-class tennis tournament, and to today, China’s team has won the "3 -0" swept the Geely national team. Among them, how many athletes and coaches have made blood and sweat for this——

"Bullshit! That means relying on our young master and overturning the entire Geely team alone. The shameless group of CCTV can really give themselves gold." Shanghai, in the general manager's office of the Disney project headquarters, the Bai Group The person in charge who was sent watched the live broadcast of CCTV five sets on the LCD TV and snorted disdainfully. Then, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call——

"Please tell the master, the master found it, it's in Yanjing", ..