Seiichi: Please call me God

"Friends in the audience, you are watching the final of the U.S. Open. The game has entered the tie-break, and the final game is a tiebreaker. The two sides have been anxious for 10 minutes..."

Yukimura's palms were a little wet, he was holding the little yellow ball in his hand, his eyes were so determined.

Rodriguez, who was standing on the opposite court, trembled slightly, but secretly exerted force with his grip on the racket.It has been many years, and I haven't met such a hot pursuit player in the finals.Time has smoothed his cautiousness, and also brought him a sense of frustration that is overwhelming.He had started to wonder if it was time for him to retire, but until today, when the young man in front of him stood in front of him with an unprecedented desire to win, supporting him, until the end, he realized that he Still can't let go, can't let go of this hard court, because he was born to belong here.

He began to think, maybe, he could go a little further, maybe, looking at the young man in front of him, he could go a little further.

Yukimura tossed the ball high, a beautiful arc across the sky, and landed neatly on Rodriguez's frontcourt.Rhodes didn't have time to think about it, he had already two-stepped to the landing point, swung his racket vigorously and volleyed towards the opposite side.

The yellow ball was like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the face with a strange momentum.Yukimura gasped, but still didn't flinch.Now that he has come here, he has no intention of giving up on winning, even if the opponent is a well-known tennis king, and he is still just a rookie.

However, with the shrill sound of the wind, the ball disappeared without a trace the moment before it hit Yukimura's net.

Rhode's mouth curled into a smile: "How is it?"

Yukimura raised his head slightly to look at the sky, then lowered his head and smiled lightly, with a relaxed expression: "I already have a solution."

Rhodes choked, all kinds of thoughts were mixed in his heart, and for a moment he couldn't tell what it was like.This sentence, in this game, is not the first time Yukimura has said it, nor is it the first time he has done it.

The score difference in the tie-break was extremely tight.

Yukimura knew that he was lucky to be able to come here today.The bad thing is that after the five rounds, the full-line offensive battle with Rhodes has left him no less physical strength, and as long as the energetic puma doesn't get confused, it can drag him to death.The only luck is that the blitz and psychological warfare adopted in the previous four rounds finally played a role after lurking for four rounds.

Now, it depends on whether Rhodes was disturbed by him first, or he was exhausted first.

Yukimura's heart was full of twists and turns, but the smile on his face still made people feel like a spring breeze.

Such a calm and composed performance undoubtedly made Rhode's heart tighten.

Yukimura threw the ball lightly, and the racket swept the ball with a subtle arc.The fluffy little yellow ball ran towards the opponent feebly.

This is a serve that can be called a beginner's level, because both the speed and strength are far behind.It was hard for Rhodes to imagine that this was the hand of Yukimura who had been attacking him continuously for several hours.Is he exhausted, or is he about to give up?Rhodes didn't know, but the look on the other side's face made him twitch.

The moment the ball touched the net, the light force made Rhodes frown.However, the next second, the second he was slacking off, the little yellow ball passed through the net leisurely.

"This...impossible!" The horror on Rhodes' face was definitely from the heart.

"Nothing is impossible." Yukimura smiled.

Rhodes frowned and stared at Yukimura opposite him, as if he wanted to see through him, but in the end he just shook his head in vain and walked back to the backcourt.

After several hours of competition, the physical strength of the two players on the court was almost exhausted.

But Rhodes clearly knew that if he really wanted to fight for physical strength, Yukimura would definitely not have the advantage.So next, what else does he have to do?

"One mistake."

The referee's voice made Rhodes distracted immediately, and the tennis ball that fell on his court seemed to be questioning Rhodes.

He was terrified.

Because he found that Yukimura's method had already worked.

Do you want to let go in this most critical game?Rhodes was not reconciled.

Seeing the sudden change in Rhodes' momentum, Yukimura felt a little regretful, but he wasn't frustrated. He already knew what kind of amazing and talented player Rhodes was. In the past ten years of tennis career, I don't know how many more thrilling situations I encountered than this one, even if I was confused for a while, I was broken up by his psychological warfare.But he can still adjust quickly.

Rodriguez is worthy of his title of king.

That being the case, he will see the trick.Even if you fight to the death, you have to have the last laugh.This time, I, Yukimura Seiichi, will accompany you to the end.

The game was clearly coming to an end, but in the last few minutes of the game, the two played several times or even dozens of times higher than the previous few hours.

No one wants to give up.Now that we have come here, we can fight if we want to, and there is no way out.

When the little yellow ball floated weakly to the midfield, it landed gently on the net.Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, as if one breath could blow it down.

Yukimura is already exhausted, no matter how many plans he has in his mind this time, he can only resign himself to fate.

Panting became the only sound on the field.

At this moment, Rodriguez and Yukimura's eyes were fixed on the little yellow ball.

It rolled down gently...

The audience rejoiced.

Rodriguez walked to the net, knelt down and kissed it, and then excitedly threw the sweaty wristband in his hand towards the audience.

At this moment, this is his world.

Yukimura sighed, closed his eyes, and said he would be deceiving himself if he said he had no regrets, but he still did his best, and he has no regrets.

It's just that today's US Open is more respectful of this old man.

"You've done a good job, Jingshi." A warm embrace surrounded him, and the hot breath was buried in his neck.

"Xiaojing..." Yukimura didn't know what to say.

"No matter what, you are my champion." Yukimura's sweat stained Atobe's clothes, but Atobe did not let go.

"I mean..." Yukimura chuckled, "I want to take a bath."

"Ah, it really ruins the atmosphere."

"Ha ha."

………………

The morning light playfully shines on the window, casting golden silhouettes.

On the luxurious European-style big bed, the profile of the young Ruyu looks particularly fragile but has an astonishing beauty.

Atobe pushed open the door: "Get up, Seichi."

"Yeah." Yukimura rubbed his eyes, the messy purple hair blocked his sight, he brushed his hair casually, obediently got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Breakfast is exquisite European pastry and black tea.

Yukimura has always disliked eating pasta, but probably because yesterday was really debilitating, so no matter what he ate today, it seemed extraordinarily sweet.

"I still like the egg porridge made by Xiao Jing." Yukimura sighed, the food made by the hotel really didn't suit his appetite.

Atobe smiled and put down the newspaper in his hand: "Let Xinhai prepare lunch for you, his nutritious meal is much more delicious than this."

Yukimura nodded, then looked around: "Where is Sister Liuxia?"

"Sister Liuxia, as your manager, I'm afraid I'm busy reading today." Atobe smiled and showed Yukimura the newspaper on the table, "Now the whole American people know you."

Yukimura laughed when he saw the title. "For Americans who don't know Yukimura yet."

"This reporter's writing style is quite good." Atobe nodded in satisfaction, "It also took a good picture of you."

There are two photos in the newspaper, one is a snapshot of Yukimura during the game, and the other is a photo of Atobe holding Yukimura after the game.The photographer's skills are not shallow, and he took the picture of Yukimura as handsome as a mess. Coupled with the disappointment of Rodriguez, the melancholy and beautiful boy will definitely make women between the ages of three and 80 feel distressed.

"The youngest genius boy in history to break into the finals of the Four Grand Slams." Atobe nodded, "They are quite discerning, and their analysis and evaluation of you are basically pertinent. I am quite satisfied."

Yukimura laughed: "Then sister Liu Xia must have gone out just for this matter, right?"

"You just left after the game. The media can't find anyone, so of course they can only contact your agent. It is estimated that many magazines are willing to do exclusive interviews. With Liu Xia's character, it seems that some are worn out. Jingshi you Just take a good rest for a few days." Atobe smiled, "It's not bad to give the media a little hunger marketing."

"Xiao Jing, I'm just an athlete." Yukimura smiled, "I'm afraid there are more people who want to do exclusives for you."

"Hmm, I can reluctantly give them a buy one get one free." Atobe raised his eyebrows. "Of course, I guess girls all over the United States are more willing to see your exclusive interview."

Yukimura was helpless: "Aren't you jealous?"

"My uncle won't be jealous at all." Atobe smiled confidently, "Seeing that they can only have sex, my uncle is happy." He couldn't wait to announce to the world what a perfect match he and Jingshi were.

"Okay." Yukimura smiled and kissed Atobe's side cheek, "My little prince."

The trace is proud.

In the evening, Ninazuru Liuxia finally came back after having "intimate exchanges" with countless media outlets.

"I want exclusive magazines more than I think, otherwise you wouldn't come back so late." Atobe caressed the tear mole on his face, "Seeing that you are so happy, it seems that you have gained a lot?"

Ninazuru Liuxia nodded with a smile: "What is more attractive than a frustrated beautiful boy? No wonder there are so many media rushing forward regardless of their own safety, but I almost pushed them all, leaving only a professional sports magazine, which is more positive."

Yukimura gracefully picked up the steaming coffee on the table: "Which one?"

""Sports Frontier"." Renzu Liuxia said slowly.

Atobe raised his eyebrows and looked at Yukimura: "That's really a good opportunity."

Yukimura shrugged, "Whatever you want."

"The interview time is tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning. Do you want to contact a professional team to help you take care of it?" Ninzuru Liuxia asked.

"No need." Yukimura shook his head, "I'm not some kind of king."

"It won't be far." Atobe's eyes were burning.

Please remind me to wear glasses when the light bulb's Ninazuru Ruka covers my face, when the two show their affection! !