Chapter 369 Wimbledon Day Two 2
An Yuexi, who is "within reach of the target", continued to practice mixed doubles with Zhou Chen after the sunset.
However, the practice court this time is a bit special.
On the left court next door is the world No. 3 men's singles player, this year's French Open winner Belimov Martini, and on the right court next door is the world No. 2 men's singles player Gatfal Huey!
Surrounded by the two superstars, and even watching them from time to time, Zhou Chen became calmer than before.
Compared to Zhou Chen, who is calm and disciplined, An Yuexi appears to be too active and bold.
The All England Club at night, with the dark night and the orange aurora on the horizon, envelopes the world's most famous tennis club. The night club lights, the sound of hitting balls, shouts, and people coming and going, are so bustling and lively, full of youthful vitality, and...
There is passion.
The 14-year-old tennis girl walked into the next court on the right with her racket in hand without any embarrassment or blush, and chatted with the coach of the world's No. 2 Gatfal Huey.
Zhou Chen didn't know what she said. He just felt that An Yuexi's foreign language was too fluent. After a series of conversations, he didn't understand the general content. Then he saw the world's No. 2 being recruited by his coach to the sidelines. After a little conversation,
He saw Gatfal Huey smiling. His handsome face and mature mind made him look particularly elegant. The two of them trotted into the court, stood outside the service line, and raised their hands to indicate that they could start.
He actually had to go through with it.
Zhou Chen was stunned. Then he thought of something and peeked around like a thief. He saw coaches talking and drinking water on the sidelines. He didn't pay attention to him. He slipped and slipped towards the left court next door.
The left court is the practice venue for the third-largest Martini club in the world.
Belimov Martini is a tall Croatian man with a beard and looks very rough. In fact, he has a very delicate mind and is very sensitive to everything on the court. He also won a professional career from the French Open.
After winning the first championship in my career, my skills became more and more comprehensive, and my results in the warm-up matches before Wimbledon were excellent.
Zhou Chen mustered up the courage and followed An Yuexi's example, first discussing it with Martini's coach Immel, but he was very nervous and stumbled a bit when he spoke, "Mr. Immel, I am participating in the mixed doubles this year.
Player, I’m from China, would you mind if I practice a few balls with Mr. Martini?”
Tonight's training was almost over. It didn't matter whether he practiced or not, but why did he agree? Immel turned his head and looked at the court next door. He saw Smith and Maslow standing on the sidelines chatting. There was no one in the court, and their eyes were
Then he turned to the young player in front of him.
They have always looked down on Chinese male players and never taken them seriously. But An Yuexi, that little Chinese female player, made him admire him very much. He even wanted to invite her to practice again with Martini.
race.
"An chose to partner with you in mixed doubles?" Immel suddenly asked.
Huh? Zhou Chen was stunned and nodded slowly.
Immel then began to carefully look at the Chinese player in front of him.
He has dark and toned skin, strong muscles, and a figure similar to that of European and American players. There is still some sweat on his forehead, and there are some crystal beads of sweat on his short hair. His eyes are dark and bright, and you can faintly see a hint of darkness deep in his eyes.
A cluster of flames burned, and I couldn't help but be slightly startled, but by some strange coincidence, I agreed.
Agreed! Zhou Chen originally just had the mentality of giving it a try, but the result was a pleasant surprise. He quickly thanked him, and his gratitude was beyond words.
Seeing the joy of the Chinese players, Immel thought for a moment in disbelief, probably because of An Yuexi's sake, otherwise he would not agree to this young male player from China.
You know, the achievements of Chinese male players have always been limited to the qualifying rounds, except for the ATP miracle brother Xiao Yichuan. Will he be the next miracle?
After a brief communication, Martini looked at Zhou Chen carefully and agreed. He thought that there must be something special about this Chinese male player who was favored by An Yuexi and invited to play doubles as a partner.
"You serve first?" Martini said.
"ok!"
Zhou Chen's hitting power is one of the best in China, and his hitting style is violent and fast-paced. However, after he came into contact with Xiao Yichuan, his playing style changed slightly and became almost similar to Xiao Yichuan's playing style.
Just two shots back and forth, Martini felt that Zhou Chen's ball path selection was too similar to Xiao Yichuan's, and his sensitive reflexes were also similar. Only Zhou Chen did not have Xiao Yichuan's sophistication and maturity. Zhou Chen's ball was very aggressive, and
Without fully controlling his strength, the excess power became the biggest obstacle limiting Zhou Chen's technological progress.
Lo and behold, another out-of-bounds ball.
Martini moved out of the way, and the ball really fell out of bounds. He thought, should he give it a serious shot?
He had a hunch that the quarter-finals would definitely be a duel with Xiao Yichuan. It would be good to use this player whose playing style is similar to Xiao Yichuan as an imaginary opponent to practice in advance. But the level is quite different.
After thinking about it, he waved his racket and shouted, "Let's play a practice match. A practice match that determines the winner?"
Playing a practice match with the world's top male players is something Zhou Chen couldn't dream of.
However, after one game, Zhou Chen's face became extremely tense, and the arm holding the racket trembled slightly. He almost put down the racket and used his hand to rub the clapping hand. Those few serving balls splashed a cloud of white ash on the line, and they were extremely powerful.
Terrible. And his own serve is really incomparable.
The serving session has completely fallen into a disadvantage. How can we get the situation back? This problem has become a major problem that Zhou Chen needs to solve urgently.
Because his hitting power, ball path selection, golf intelligence and experience are completely inferior to Martini. Slow bottom line wear? His foot range is not as good as his opponents; net volley? You have to hit the ball well to be optimistic about the opportunity to net; what about half-court volley?
?He really has no confidence.
What about the tactics? Zhou Chen thought for a while in frustration, and became even more frustrated. Without good technical support, even with the best tactical arrangements, he could not play well and win the game.
It's a sure loss! Zhou Chen is confident in his heart, and when he raises his head again, he has made a decision.
He is not here to compete with top players to win or lose, he is here to feel the gap and be abused. But being abused cannot be in vain. Accumulating experience against top players and absorbing their experience is the purpose!
After some mental activity, Zhou Chen summoned up all his energy to observe the martini. From the moment he came on stage to the time he came off the stage, Zhou Chen had a detailed view of the entire process.
So, when Coach Martini and Immel saw this Chinese male player who came for abuse, he calmed down so quickly and even took out a notebook to write and draw. Because the records were written in Chinese characters, they had no idea.
What exactly did Zhou Chen write?
It wasn't until the end of the set that Zhou Chen, who had been 'repaired' to perfection, hurriedly thanked him and picked up his notebook to start writing. Only then did Martini and Immel ask about it, because this action was so weird that no player had ever done it before.
Chapter completed!