Chapter 6 Contest opens

This night, I don't know if it was because of the jet lag or because of something else, Shiraishi couldn't sleep for a long time. He hadn't lost sleep for a long time, and this time he didn't even know when he had fallen asleep.

The next morning, he got up early. After everything was ready, he went downstairs. At this time, Proton was already waiting for him.

"Shiraishi, it's amazing to be able to get over the jet lag so quickly here." Proton really admires Baishi and their athletes, but they can't envy their own body.

"Uncle Xiuyi is not bad." Shiraishi laughed.

Proton looked at him like this, and scolded with a smile: "I don't know my body yet, okay, okay, get in the car, today is the most important day." ”

Shiraishi nodded, and the two got into a black car together and set off for the conference site.

At this time, it was exactly half past seven in the morning.

On the other side, outside a villa on New York's West End.

Chen Zhen, who was already dressed and was sitting in the car, stuck his head out of the window and shouted, "Hurry up, stinky boy, if you keep grinding, you'll be late." ”

"Got it, got it."

At this time, a young man ran out of the villa, about 1.85 meters tall, with a handsome appearance. He got dressed as he ran, but he didn't panic.

"Well, I said you, you went to play the game again last night." Chen Zhen scolded.

"No, I'm reading." The young man replied with a smile.

"Really?" Chen Zhen didn't believe it, but looking at the natural face of the young man, he didn't ask any more.

"Lao Wang, hurry up, we have to be at the scene at eight o'clock."

"Okay." The driver, Lao Wang, answered, and immediately increased the speed.

The young man kept a smile on his face, but he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

"I almost got seen through by the old man, but I did read a book, just a novel."

Eight.

Shiraishi and Proton arrived at the square where the tournament opened, and it was already crowded.

Hundreds of cars lined up from outside the venue to two kilometers away, so you can imagine how popular the opening ceremony was. Shiraishi and Proton also walked from a kilometer away abandoned car, and along the way they saw some fanatical fans, holding all kinds of rackets in their hands, cutting the heads of various tennis stars, and shouting the slogan "Long live tennis".

"It's really a world where tennis is supreme, this kind of Cheng dù is even more popular than the World Cup in the previous life." Shiraishi thought with some emotion.

"Shiraishi, this way."

Botten took Shiraishi's hand, and Shiraishi looked over and saw a passage on the opposite side, on which the words "Special Entrance" were written.

Shiraishi nodded and followed.

As for the so-called special entrance, it is generally set up by the organizer to facilitate the entry and exit of special people. For example, at the U.S. Open this time, there was even the U.S. Secretary of State who came to attend the opening ceremony, and Shiraishi was a contestant, and Proton was the ambassador to the United States, so he naturally had special rights of passage. Of course, there are also special passages for people with disabilities, which is not to mention.

After about five minutes, Shiraishi and Proton arrived in a large room.

The room is furnished like an international parliamentary chamber, with red sofas and tables and carved pillars, giving people a sense of grandeur.

There are already a lot of people here, some young people, some people with special status like Proton, about seventy or eighty people. Shiraishi noticed that many seventeen or eighteen-year-olds were not a big threat to him, but there were a few who made him feel a strong sense of danger.

There were five of them, three of whom were about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and two of whom were about twenty-two or three years old.

The first one on the left is a young man in a straw hat, with a straw in his mouth, sitting calmly. Then there was a young man with blond hair surrounded by many people, and his whole body seemed to be shining with brilliance, giving people a dazzling feeling. But the one who stresses Shiraishi the most is a guy who sits in the corner, holding a small gourd, and pouring wine into his mouth.

The reason why it is said to be wine is because Shiraishi faintly smells of alcohol. The other people around the man were also frowning, but no one reprimanded him loudly, just stayed away as much as possible.

"This person is stronger than the two people just now." Shiraishi came up with such an idea for no reason, it was his intuition.

As for the other two, Shiraishi didn't pay much attention to them, because the two of them gave Shiraishi a weaker feeling than the previous three. And depending on their age, they are not from Shiraishi's group.

"Shiraishi, I saw a few acquaintances, go over first, you can play slowly by yourself." Proton in front of him suddenly patted Baishi on the shoulder and said.

Shiraishi smiled: "It's okay, you can go." ”

Proton turned around and walked towards a few middle-aged people, and Shiraishi saw that they were dressed in different styles. There are traditional western clothes, and there are more casual ones, and they are more casual to wear. There is another person, Bai Shi cares very much, that person has a different temperament, wearing a tunic somewhat similar to Chen Zhen.

Bai Shi watched a few people chatting happily, and didn't pay too much attention to it, but found a place to sit down by himself.

Shiraishi looked at the people in the room boredly, and when he saw a new young man, he whispered: "56 points"

His eyes swept over and he saw three young people, discussing the hot players of this year's competition. Shiraishi stared at him, and then said from left to right: "71 points, 66 points, 68 points." ”

Just like a horse race, he judged them by their breathing rate, the range of movement between their mannerisms and speeches, and the temperament (momentum) of each person. Take yourself as a perfect score and rate the people he observes in turn.

"88 points. Huh? It's him. Shiraishi saw an acquaintance, it was Laiqi who was in the Dawning Club that day, and used a double lore. At this time, he was also surrounded by a group of people, either admiration or praise.

"It seems that this person is also a relatively famous player."

"Stomp, stomp."

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance.

Everyone looked at it with a shock, and then there were enthusiastic cheers.

"Mr. Chen is here!" "Hello Mr. Chen!"

This person is the person Bai Shi met on the plane, the owner of a well-known tennis club, Chen Zhen.

"Huh?" Bai Shi was startled because he saw the young man behind Chen Zhen, the handsome man who was smiling at everyone.

"98 points"

This young man put a lot of pressure on him, and of course, it was just pressure. The two have never really competed, Shiraishi doesn't know anything about him, and the 98 points are only a rough estimate, either stronger or weaker, and it is too early to draw a conclusion.

"Wait, isn't he the one in the mouth of Sakiyama and Ito?"

Following Chen Zhen, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he still had a strong strength (judged). Shiraishi thought of the strongest opponent that Ito and Sakiyama said, Chen Shangwu!

"I'm sorry to disturb you, please listen to me and get ready." Suddenly, a young female volunteer with a microphone in her ear said to everyone, her voice was very sweet.

The people in the hall and Chen Zhen and the people behind them all stopped and listened quietly.

"Please go to the left side of the contestants, and all the national dignitaries and entrepreneurs go to the right side of the passage."

The crowd dispersed, and the officials, the boss, and some high-ranking celebrities all left through the right passage. Only all the contestants remained.

At this time, the girl continued: "Everyone enter the arena from Exit A2 and sit down in turn. Then he went ahead and led the way for the people

At 8:20, everyone was seated, and the stands were full of spectators, and for a while, the whole venue was lively.

At half past eight, the opening ceremony of the competition officially began.

The first to come to power was US Secretary of State Macallan Klin, a man of international legend.

He said: "Dear fans, players, good morning! ”

The audience burst into warm applause.

"As we all know, tennis is the most popular sport in the world, and it is also a place full of miracles and countless legends."

"Looking at your young faces, I can't help but think of the world legend of twenty years ago, Pete Sand. Looking at the youngest name among the teenagers on the tournament list, I was reminded of a tennis legend from ten years ago, a samurai from Japan. ”

Pitt is a former world king, fourteen Grand Slam winners, and his only regret is that he failed to win the French Open, a myth in the hearts of countless fans.

As for the samurai, it is, of course, Minamijiro. He has won 37 straight matches in the world, and is just one match away from becoming world number one. However, he suddenly announced his retirement from the professional network at his most brilliant and peak time, which made countless people feel shocked and stunned. Because at the time, people hailed him as the most promising person to surpass Pete.

His sudden withdrawal has become a mystery in the hearts of countless fans, and he has become a legend.

"The rules of the General Assembly are as follows"

Next, The Macallan said a bunch of things about the rules of the game.

"I announce that the US Open tennis tournament has officially begun!"

The audience burst into applause, and everyone stood up to welcome this glorious occasion.

Half a minute later, the ceremony ended and McCarron withdrew. A tall girl came out, and she said:

"Next, please ask the contestants of each group to draw lots in the G3 room, and the first round of the competition will be carried out next."

ps: Xiaobai's two states are not good, it may be pre-exam syndrome!