One Net Love

Bet you are the champion. "

Cheng Yizhou paused: "After retiring, of course we can be together, because I promised...it's okay, you can take care of your injuries."

He seemed to have remembered something, smiled at Jiang Hui, and was about to leave.

"Leave now? You haven't finished your sentence yet!" Jiang Hui was even more angry, he hated being tantalized the most, especially Cheng Yizhou's appetite, would you like to die every minute?

Cheng Yizhou smiled and turned his head back: "Ah Hui, you were the one who drove me away, and you kept me because you should have won the face-changing contest?"

Jiang Hui: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

He said that it would not work to reason with Cheng Yizhou, and it would be better to just slap him twice.

Cheng Yizhou smiled and gently closed the door, and just as Jiang Hui lay back on the bed, the physical therapist let out a low laugh.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hui looked at the physical therapist in confusion, and asked him in English.

The physiotherapist was looking for medicine for Jiang Hui when he heard the voice and turned to look at him: "Is he your boyfriend?"

"Ah!?" Jiang Hui was stunned for a moment.

The physical therapist smiled even more happily: "Sorry, I didn't overhear you chatting. When I was young, my girlfriend was also Chinese, so I can speak Chinese."

Jiang Hui felt that not only his back was hurting, but he was also very painful, so he covered himself in the cup, trying to avoid all kinds of gossiping looks from the physiotherapy uncle by hitting him to death.

He can no longer look directly at the physiotherapist, what should he do?

******

On the day of the third round of competition, there was light rain in the sky. The referee looked up at the gray sky and finally waved his hand and decided to continue the competition as usual.Gu Haiqiong, who was still looking forward to the postponement of the game, was heartbroken when she heard the news. After all, Jiang Hui's injury can give him an extra day of rest.

Cheng Yizhou's match was the first match of the third round, and Jiang Hui went to watch it on purpose.Xiao Boyang and Zuo Tianhao cheated an umbrella from the field manager, and the three of them huddled together and shivered in the cold wind and rain in Australia.

The court was very slippery, and the game was extremely difficult. Even Cheng Yizhou made frequent mistakes. His opponent was a young player from Spain, who played very hard. Cheng Yizhou played steadily, and was once at a disadvantage.The hearts of the three people watching here are about to fly out.

"Jiang Hui, don't blame me for not cheering you on this time, I support that Spanish guy." Xiao Boyang smiled proudly.

Zuo Tianhao twisted his thigh angrily: "Did you fall in love with this guy?"

Xiao Boyang looked at Zuo Tianhao, his eyes were full of doting: "Yes, he is amazing and handsome, I have my eyes on him."

Zuo Tianhao gouged him hard: "You!"

Xiao Boyang stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and along the way, turned the umbrella towards Zuo Tianhao eccentrically: "But, who told me that I have an owner?"

Feeling the [-]-ton crit, Jiang Hui silently took out his handkerchief to wipe the rain off his face, and he did not forget to express his dissatisfaction with this "shameless" couple with blank eyes. He tilted the umbrella back again.

He didn't dare to bully Jiang Hui, he was afraid that Cheng Yizhou would rush up without even playing the game.

The few people here were chatting enthusiastically, and Cheng Yizhou on the field gradually found his hand, and slowly narrowed the score.

Jiang Hui left before finishing the game. His game started half an hour later in another field, so he had to warm up in advance.

Standing on the same spot, he involuntarily supported his waist, moved slightly, and faint pain came slowly, he frowned subconsciously, and took a deep breath.

"It's okay, Jiang Hui."

☆, retired

The Margaret Court Arena was packed today, and the weather was not good, but it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the Australian people for the game.When Jiang Hui was sitting on a chair drinking water, a foreign friend cheered him on at the top of his voice.

He felt that most of the people present were probably his fans. This was definitely not narcissism. After all, his opponent Park Eun-joon just blocked the last member of Australia's team from the gate of the round of 64 the day before.The audience looked at Park Eun-joon, tsk tsk, love and hate at the same time, it is really complicated.

When Jiang Hui took out the racket, the drizzle finally stopped, and the caddies took the time to dry the field to reduce the slipperiness of the field. Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Hui walked onto the stage with a calm expression, and the cheers from the audience were deafening.

In this way, the third round of Jiang Hui's first grand slam officially started!

The game was served by Park Eun-joon first.

He bent down slightly to make a counter attack, and a piercing pain hit him instantly. The weather temperature was slightly low, but he broke out a thin layer of sweat, gritted his teeth, and instinctively caught Park Enjun's hair.

Pu Enjun's ball speed is not fast, but the angle is particularly tricky. The two sides are fighting for the first time, and he is Cheng Yizhou's friend. Naturally, he dare not underestimate the enemy.He deliberately chose to serve the ball on the right side of the court, suppressing Jiang Hui's backhand, which was Jiang Hui's weakness.

The quality of Jiang Hui's return was very low, and Park Enjun seized the opportunity to intercept and score.

Jiang Hui stood there blankly, the pain in his waist caused him to exercise vigorously before he even started, already half of his body was wet with cold sweat. He had already seen Park Enjun's movements, but his back hurt so badly that his feet were hard to move. Move one step.

Pu Enjun obviously noticed Jiang Hui's strangeness, he stopped and looked at Jiang Hui, as if waiting for him to walk back to the bottom line.

Jiang Hui gritted his teeth and wiped his sweat with his wristband, then walked back to the bottom line.

At the end of the first game, Park Eun-joon easily held serve with lovegame.Jiang Hui didn't pay attention to the game at all.He is adapting, adapting to this pain, he has to let himself ignore this pain, otherwise this match will be like what Cheng Yizhou said - he has no chance of winning.

Jiang Hui's serve.

Jiang Hui was good at using the forehand. After the confrontation with more than one point, he could no longer ignore the severe pain, and he squatted on the field with his head lowered.

What should he do?

To retire?

However, he is so unwilling... He has already reached this point, as long as he wins one more game, he only needs one more game...

He stood up, gritted his teeth and tried his best to serve. The ball was powerful. Park Enjun returned the ball out of bounds. This was a high-quality serve, but it also exhausted Jiang Hui's last strength.

Facing Park Eun-joon's powerful return serve on the next shot, it was already difficult for him to keep up with the pain in his feet.

He squatted down again weakly, and the racket touched the field.

Jiang Hui, it's okay, it's okay.He kept comforting himself, facing two consecutive break points, he got up suddenly and applied to the referee for a 15-minute medical timeout.

While lying on the treatment mat, his eyes turned to Gu Haiqiong on the coach's bench. She was telling Jiang Hui her thoughts with non-stop gestures—retirement!

Jiang Hui turned his head obstinately, and suddenly caught sight of Cheng Yizhou who was rushing over in the crowd, he was too far away, he couldn't see Cheng Yizhou's face clearly, he didn't know what his expression was, Jiang Hui's psychological defense All of a sudden it collapsed.

He slowly got up from the ground, sat on the ground and looked at the doctor, with a hoarse voice: "If you give me an injection of anesthetic, will I feel better?"

The doctor opened his eyes wide and told Jiang Hui with his surprised and exaggerated expression: You must be kidding me!

Once the anesthesia is gone, it is true that there will be no feeling in the waist anymore, but just because there is no feeling at all, it is more likely to aggravate the waist injury. This is simply making fun of my career!

Jiang Hui smiled slightly. He looked at the quiet court, the slightly hot court, and the sunshine above his head, and felt warm in his heart.

"To retire."

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling that something that had been tense in his heart for a long time seemed to be broken in an instant, and he repeated softly: "I retire."

After a long silence, the entire venue erupted in thunderous applause. No one blamed the young Chinese boy for Jiang Hui's retirement, which caused them to waste a ticket. He did his best.

So they paid tribute to him with applause.

Jiang Hui picked up his bag, turned around and stared deeply at the battlefield that belonged to him. Cheng Yizhou was no longer seen in the crowd. For a moment, Jiang Hui felt that this was like a full stop. The duel, at this moment, is over forever.

Walking out of the venue with his bag on his back, the reporters who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him.

"Jiang Hui, did you retire because of your previous injury?"

"How do you feel now?"

Jiang Hui's back was slightly pressed against the advertising board of the passageway, he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he was choked up.

"I...I feel terrible...I thought I could hold on, but actually...I'm sorry to the fans who supported me, I'm sorry..."

Why is he so sad?This is his Grand Slam debut, he has achieved the best result, he should be happy, he should cheer, he should smile and tell everyone that he will definitely come back tomorrow...

But, will there be Cheng Yizhou in this arena next year?

The reporters asked questions one after another. Jiang Hui endured the physical discomfort and slowly responded. Then he saw Cheng Yizhou who was quietly waiting for him outside the group of reporters. The worry and relief in his eyes were intertwined. Jiang Hui was looking at him, and he made a slight thumbs up gesture, which made Jiang Hui's tears flow down in an instant.

The reporter who had taken enough photos finally left, and Cheng Yizhou walked up slowly, took Jiang Hui's tennis bag with one hand, and patted Jiang Hui on the shoulder with the other.

"What are you going to eat? How about seafood? I know you like it. I'll treat you, not Xiao Boyang and the others, just the two of us."

Jiang Hui bit his lip firmly: "Yi Zhou..."

"With me, have I been here?" Cheng Yizhou was like coaxing a child, he knew how much Jiang Hui cared about this game, but sometimes, fate is like this.

After sending Jiang Hui back to the hotel to take a shower, Cheng Yizhou stood in front of the window, panting heavily.

The door of the room rang three times, and it was Jiang Hui's father who opened it. After his son was injured, he rushed here in a hurry.

"Jiang Hui, is he alright?"

"Uncle, don't worry, he's fine. It's actually normal to retire. He's very young, and he still has a chance next year."

Jiang's father was silent outside the door for a long time before he spoke: "Xiao Cheng, in fact, what I told you last time, I thought about it for a long time after I went back. I did something wrong... I was too selfish."

Cheng Yizhou smiled indifferently: "Uncle, this has nothing to do with you, and my father doesn't want me to continue playing tennis."

Jiang's father sighed: "Xiao Cheng, but you also like tennis. For Jiang Hui, you actually chose to give up something you have struggled for for more than ten years. I really... eh..."

"Uncle, you don't have to worry about it."

"But I can't ask you to retire for him, you are so... Xiao Hui?"

Father Jiang's words stopped abruptly, and he stared behind Cheng Yizhou with wide eyes.

Cheng Yizhou's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked back-

Jiang Hui just stood there quietly, wearing a clean white T-shirt, water droplets kept rolling from his wet hair, staining the clothes around his collarbone, his hand holding the towel was extremely tight, even the towel All changed.With scarlet eyes, he looked like a little boy who couldn't get a toy and felt betrayed by the whole world.

"This... is that why you want to retire? Cheng Yizhou."

☆、Is it a lover or a relative?

"Ah Hui..." Cheng Yizhou's heart tightened, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Jiang Hui's eyes were red, he stared at Cheng Yizhou, and at his father: "What do you think of yourself? A god who saves all living beings?"

Cheng Yizhou has mixed feelings in his heart, what does tennis mean to him?Because of it, he left home when he was a teenager, insisted not to immigrate, had quarrels with his parents, and even broke up with his best brother Su Yu, but now, he really wants to give up, leave this hot land, and start from the cloud. The other side fell into another world.

However, if it was for Jiang Hui, there was nothing to regret, just like Su Yu's withdrawal back then, there was nothing to regret from the very beginning.

"Ah Hui, you have to respect my choice." After a long silence, he finally explained a sentence feebly.

Jiang Hui's eyes wanted to swallow him up: "Respect? The Cheng Yizhou I know is a guy who is not soft on anyone in the arena. When I met you for the first time, you told me that going all out is the best way." The greatest respect for an opponent, you want me to respect you now? Cheng Yizhou, I despise you from the bottom of my heart."

Cheng Yizhou felt contempt and disdain for Jiang Hui's last look in his eyes. He had never seen Jiang Hui's eyes like that. He had worshiped himself as an idol since he was a child, but now, he let His Ah Hui was disappointed.

Cheng Yizhou was so sad that he almost screamed, wishing he could raise his hand and slap himself hard.

Jiang Hui ran away, Jiang's father pulled him, but he still couldn't pull him back. He stomped anxiously: "You still have injuries on your waist?!"

Cheng Yizhou paused for a moment, turned around and walked into the house. His father was here, so it was inappropriate for him to run out on such an occasion.

"Go and get him back." Jiang's father stopped him.

Cheng Yizhou was taken aback.

Jiang's father let out a long sigh of relief: "I can't control the affairs of you young people, Xiao Cheng, you have to shoulder the pressure of being together."

Cheng Yizhou finally came to his senses now, standing in front of the old man, something in his chest relaxed instantly.

"uncle……"

"Don't uncle be long and uncle be short, hurry up and get him back." Father Jiang smiled slightly.

Cheng Yizhou nodded repeatedly, and rushed out the door before even tying up his shoelaces.

"Cheng Yizhou!" Father Jiang shouted behind him.

He stopped and turned to look at him.

Father Jiang's smile was a bit bitter: "From now on, let's do our best in tennis. You can't let my son look down on you."

Cheng Yizhou's eyes were full of incomprehensible emotions, he nodded slightly, turned and left.He just felt that at this moment, the burden of taking care of Jiang Hui had officially passed from Jiang's father to his shoulders.

His heart seemed to be poured with blood, it was warm, and it made him excited as if he had won the championship.

He rubbed his nose and went out to look for Jiang Hui.

This is a foreign country, the two of them are not familiar with this place, Cheng Yizhou expected that Jiang Hui would not go far, so he just walked casually around the hotel.

Jiang Hui was at the back door of the hotel, sitting on top of a big blue trash can, with his head lowered, his legs dangling in the air. For a moment, Cheng Yizhou thought he saw a stray kitten .

Cheng Yizhou walked over slowly, and when he heard the slight sound of footsteps, Jiang Hui raised his head, only took one look at Cheng Yizhou, his face turned red, he was silent for a long time, and then lowered his head back again.

Cheng Yizhou stood in front of him, his heart twisted into a ball, and then he silently opened his arms towards Jiang Hui, making a gesture to welcome him.

Jiang Hui was stunned for a long time, his eyes flickered, and he put his hands on the trash can and pressed it, like a lost deer, recklessly but accurately crashing into his arms.

Cheng Yizhou felt warm in his heart, looked at the boy who buried his head in his chest, and said hoarsely: "Stupid?"

"Stupid, you are stupid too." Jiang Hui raised his head and argued with him stubbornly.

"Hmm. I'm stupid." Cheng Yizhou stroked his shoulder, his heart softened.

He is stupid, so he is willing to give up everything for Ah Hui.

"Cheng Yizhou, I don't want you to go, I want to see you play, I want to see you win the championship, I want to see you become the best golfer in the world." Jiang Hui's voice became more and more choked up.

Cheng Yizhou hugged him tightly, his eyes were full of tenderness: "Okay, I won't leave, I will become the best person, and let you worship me forever."

Jiang Hui raised his head happily, and held back his words for a long time: "Narcissism."

Cheng Yizhou smiled and bent down to kiss his dry lips: "After all, I am so good... Ah Hui, do you know? After the KTV last time, I did a lot of homework... Let's try again at night."

Being kissed by him suddenly, Jiang Hui's mind went blank, and he didn't know how long it took before he pushed him away: "Idiot! Are you going to compete tomorrow?"

Cheng Yizhou reluctantly stepped forward to hug him again, with a clear smile on his lips: "There will be more after the competition, but you are not so easy to get."

Jiang Hui stared at his hungry wolf-like eyes, his heart skipped a beat, he laughed twice, and hurriedly covered his waist: "Eh, my waist still hurts."

Cheng Yizhou looked at him with a smile, hugged him tightly, and rubbed his chin against his head: "Okay, then wait for your waist to heal."

Nima, obviously he took advantage of it, but he still acted like a good boy, as expected, people who fell in love are different, Jiang Hui gave Cheng Yizhou a hard look, turned his head angrily, shook off his hand and left.

"How decent is it to hug and hug on the main road?" He rolled his eyes.

Cheng Yizhou caught up with him in a few steps, and clasped his wrist stickily: "I've already hugged you, give me another hug."

"..."

Jiang Hui felt that some people were getting more and more shameless.

With Jiang Hui's withdrawal, the third round of the Australian Open was completely over. The top 32 list was eliminated. Cheng Yizhou's half area was very busy and clear. The next opponent was Park Enjun. Since they played against each other at the Korean Open, they have never faced each other head-to-head.As long as he defeats Park Enjun, Cheng Yizhou will be able to break into the top [-] of this year's Australian Open. This is already the best record for a Chinese men's team.

The game attracted a large number of Chinese fans who flew over from China to watch the game, and started chasing and intercepting Cheng Yizhou from the hotel.Jiang Hui, who was watching from the side, was stunned for a while, his senior brother is really angry.

The game starts at [-]:[-] pm local time.The weather was so hot that Jiang Hui squeezed into Cheng Yizhou's coaching team, feeling like he was going to evaporate.

The whole game was played without any surprises. Compared with the battle a year ago, the gap between the two became more obvious. In just one and a half hours, Cheng Yizhou easily won the game 3:0.

As the first Chinese player to break into the top [-] of the men's singles, Cheng Yizhou was surrounded by a lot of reporters before he left.He also enjoyed the pride of being sought after after the victory, and drew a little kangaroo on the camera with a marker pen on a whim.

An hour later, the names of Cheng Yizhou and Jiang Hui, together with his little kangaroo, became trending searches on Weibo.

Has the Jinan Tannery closed down? Jiang Hui actually sits on the coaching team. I’m sorry. The relationship between these two people is not simple.

Compressed package: the first interaction after more than half a year!I was so moved that I cried!

Fuck you: You are off topic upstairs!!! We should pay attention to the competition!!!

Nike running shoes: The CCTV broadcast gave Jiang Hui a total of 37 close-up shots, asking for the psychological shadow of coach Cheng Yizhou.

At this time, Cheng Yizhou, who was being interviewed by a CCTV reporter, obviously didn't know what to say, so when the reporter asked "Why Jiang Hui is sitting on the coaching team", Cheng Yizhou, who had just won the game, was a little excited.

"It's normal. Many athletes' wives, girlfriends, lovers, and family members will sit there and cheer for the players who support them."

The female reporter's eyes brightened: "Then, to you, is Jiang Hui a family member or a lover?"

As soon as this question came out, the "Jiangzhou Party" CP who was in front of the TV almost set off firecrackers to celebrate. Reporter, does your boss know that you are so sincere?

☆, probably love [final chapter]

For a moment, Cheng Yizhou felt that the air around him was full and there was only one word left.

Gossip!

Definitely gossip!

It's a tragedy, it's embarrassing for Cheng Yizhou to be asked such a question after playing on the court for many years.

To him, is Jiang Hui his lover or relative?

When Cheng Yizhou thought about it, the fans on the screen were about to explode.

"I'm rough! I still have to think about this problem! Of course it's my lover!"

"If you run off the stairs upstairs, your lover is your relative!"

"Haven't you heard the saying that the one who loves is the one who marries the other?"

"It's so annoying! Look at the face of the male god!"

The way Cheng Yizhou frowned was so pretty, the young female reporter looked at her heart fluttering, her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the microphone.

After answering the reporter's questions here, Cheng Yizhou patiently signed his autograph and took a group photo before walking out of the contestant tunnel, where Jiang Hui had been waiting for a long time.

He first accompanied Jiang back to check his waist injury, and after knowing that he needed to rest, Cheng Yizhou was determined not to let Jiang Hui go to the scene under the sun again in the next few days.

"It doesn't matter to me. Actually, as long as you don't move, there will be no problem." Jiang Hui waved his hands. The game of sixteen to eight should be very exciting.

Cheng Yizhou pressed him on the chair: "No way. The upcoming games are all high-ranking players. Even if I am not absolutely sure of winning, even if I can win, it is impossible to end in more than an hour like the previous games. , Ah Hui, I don’t want you to sit on the court for hours.”

To be honest, he felt distressed.

Jiang Hui sat cross-legged and looked up at him: "Then I won't sit, but stand."

"Stop talking nonsense." Cheng Yizhou was about to set off to the arena: "If I say no, I won't."

Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something: "Recently, some media want to conduct an exclusive interview with me, so there are more reporters."

Jiang Hui raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Yo, what's the matter? You think I'm in the way and you want to send me?"

"Since when did you become so short-tempered?" Cheng Yizhou curled his lips, looked away, and secretly smiled: "But it's cute."

After speaking, Cheng Yizhou gently closed the door and went to the arena.

Today, Cheng Yizhou's opponent is the seventh-ranked Spanish golfer Haun in the world. He is a well-known player and has always been known as the "Spanish hotshot". Neat, beautiful and powerful, he once won the runner-up medal of the Grand Slam in this arena.This year, his form is exceptionally hot, advancing strongly all the way, aiming for the championship.

When two powerhouses meet, they will lose one no matter what.Jiang Hui turned on the TV, turned it back on, turned it on and turned it back on, and finally decided to go to the stadium!

Because there are only a dozen or so men’s singles matches left in this year’s Australian Open, and they are all spread over a few days, so they can basically be played in better courts, which leads to a sudden increase in attendance .

When I arrived at the gate of the arena, I was thinking of calling Cheng Yizhou's coach and asking him to come in and lead me in, when suddenly a group of caddies in blue overalls poured out from the entrance of the passage.

One of them was lying on a stretcher with a frighteningly white complexion.

heatstroke.Jiang Hui probably guessed the reason at a glance. It was the hottest time in Australia, and the caddies serving on the field couldn't stand it anymore.

They are all 16-year-old kids, and after standing for more than ten minutes, they have to ask for a rest during the rest of the athletes. That's it, some people still can't stand it.

The person in charge of the caddy was so anxious that he was sweating. This was the fifth caddy that fell down today. The shortage of caddy was very serious, but now it is even worse.

Jiang Hui walked over and communicated with him in English: "Hello."

The man obviously knew Jiang Hui, and replied with a smile, "Hello."

"If you don't have a ball boy, I can help. I have a friend who is playing here today. I want to cheer for him in this way."

The person in charge is obviously a little confused, the golfer is going to be a caddy?what is this_

Jiang Hui walked over and said, "Don't worry, my physical fitness is definitely better than you kids, and I'm Asian, so my bones are small. The most important thing is that I can go directly to the court without going through Training, you are most in need of such people now, aren't you?"

He has played tennis for many years and is very familiar with the service process of caddy.

The person in charge looked at him with a frown, and finally replied: "Okay, then you can go to the field. If you are not feeling well, you must tell us and we will replace you. Linda, find him a suit, and also Has a hat."

On this side, on the No. 2 court where Cheng Yizhou was located, the game was suspended for [-] minutes just because a ball boy fell down.

Now the game continues, the overall score is 0:0, the small game score is 3:2, and Cheng Yizhou is temporarily behind.

The sneakers under his feet were soaked, and his throat was burning. This game was much more difficult than he had imagined.

He is an aggressive golfer, but the opponent played more aggressively than him today. He was a bit suppressed, and made frequent mistakes on the forehand, which made him very unhappy.

Under the strong psychological pressure, Cheng Yizhou was a little dazed, and on the crucial point, he even made a double fault.

There was an uproar.

4:2

The situation on the field suddenly became quite unfavorable.

Cheng Yizhou was a little restless, he rarely became restless when playing, but how to put it, when he really came to the Grand Slam, every time he won an extra game, his desire for the championship trophy would increase by one point, he wanted to win, he really wanted to win.

Cheng Yizhou waved to the caddy behind him. The caddy ran quickly and brought the towel to him.

He lowered his head and wiped the sweat off his arms, and there was a trace of impatience in his eyes.

"You have to stabilize, Yizhou, and look for opportunities from his backhand."

The extremely familiar male voice above his head seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, Cheng Yizhou was taken aback, and raised his head in a panic.

Jiang Hui?

"Why are you here!?"

"Come be a caddy." Jiang Hui took the initiative to put back the towel in his hand. The towel was half wet and covered with Cheng Yizhou's sweat, but it didn't smell so bad, but it made Jiang Hui's heart beat slightly faster.

After dawdling for a while, the referee really started to give Cheng Yizhou a warning. Cheng Yizhou turned around reluctantly and returned to the field. In the next round, he was a little unable to react. When he thought of Jiang Hui standing in front of him like this Behind him, his heart was very hot, and he felt stuffed with warm things.

With Jiang Hui's sudden intrusion, Cheng Yizhou lost two games in a row and finally lost the first set 6:2.

Break time.

Jiang Hui ran to hold an umbrella for Cheng Yizhou, seeing Cheng Yizhou dripping with sweat, Jiang Hui also became worried: "Yizhou, you are deserting."

Cheng Yizhou was changing his shoes. When he heard Jiang Hui's words, he didn't even raise his waist: "Is it my fault? I don't know who broke in suddenly, which made me feel restless."

Jiang Hui stood very straight, holding his umbrella while pursing his lips and giggling: "Ah, if this goes on, you will lose."

Cheng Yizhou was silent.

Jiang Hui tilted his umbrella towards him, covering Cheng Yizhou in the shadow.

"How about this, for the best record of our country, we won this game, and you can fulfill one of your wishes."

Cheng Yizhou raised his head: "You can do it too?"

Jiang Hui almost couldn't hold back and hit him with an umbrella, young man, don't always think about making big news: "Fuck you, my waist is not healed?"

The referee's voice sounded on the field, and the game continued.

Cheng Yizhou stood up holding the towel, with smiles in his eyes: "Stop talking nonsense, you've come to be a caddy, and you still have problems with your waist?"

After speaking, he threw the towel away, covering Jiang Hui's entire face.

Facts have proved that the effect of temptation is still obvious.

Cheng Yizhou, who worked hard to get someone, was obviously red-eyed on the court.

The whole person is in a state of excitement.Seeing him gradually mastering the rhythm of the entire arena, Jiang Hui, who was behind him relieved, began to worry about the night again.

Ma Dan, he has never felt that his body is so tempting to Cheng Yizhou!

When Cheng Yizhou reversed the victory with a serve, Cheng Yizhou trotted to shake hands with his opponent, and Jiang Hui could feel the dark clouds rolling over his head from such a long distance.

Reversed to win, the state is brave.

Cheng Yizhou bowed to the audience, hooked Jiang Hui up with one hand, and walked away swaggeringly.

The audience was a little confused.

Wow! I have seen athletes steal towels and water glasses, but this is the first time for a grand slam caddy to steal away!

When the camera zoomed in on the court and saw Jiang Hui's face, the audience felt a little "suddenly enlightened". If it were played at Wimbledon, it is estimated that the fans all over the court would be able to sing the national anthem to express their happiness.

Jiang Hui was dragged out of the arena by Cheng Yizhou, Cheng Yizhou was stopped by reporters, Jiang Hui looked at Cheng Yizhou, turned around with a smile and leaned against the baffle.

Cheng Yizhou's exclusive interview was played on the rebroadcast TV in the channel.

The host asked him, "Is Jiang Hui a family member or a lover to you?"

Cheng Yizhou didn't answer, Jiang Hui raised his head and looked at the screen quietly.

The sound of the arena was very loud, which made Jiang Hui feel a little headache.

With his neck sore, he heard Cheng Yizhou's voice slowly saying, "It's probably love that made us relatives."

Only at that moment, Jiang Hui heard the sound of his own heart beating.

Very loud.

He turned his head, and Cheng Yizhou, who had finished the interview, was slowly walking towards him...