Chapter XXVII: Semifinals

this day.

The Meddalee Arena in New York ushered in the first time of the US Open junior category**. The stadium with a capacity of 20,000 people was already full, and there were still a large number of fans outside the stadium. Although it is not possible to watch it live, even if it is broadcast on TV, people prefer to watch it next to the stadium. Listening to the cheers in the venue, it was even more flavorful.

It was half past nine, and there was still half an hour left in the game. But even this could not stop the enthusiasm of the fans, the fans outside were already seated in groups of three or five, and the large glasses of beer were already on the table. For them, these ten days are their festival, a day of fan carnival.

And the fans in the stadium were even more crazy, they shouted the names of the players, and formed a wave after wave. First, Iris's supporters shouted his name, and then Shiraishi's fans chanted Shiraishi's name. Although the voice was a little strange, the chanting of thousands of people made it extremely grand.

"Iris!" "Iris! "Iris! ”

"Shiraishi!" "Shiraishi! "White Stone! ”

Listening to the cheers of the audience, Shiraishi was very emotional, at least, it is not for nothing that European and American tennis can become the core of the world. At the same time, he also felt that things were changing too fast. Think about it ten days ago, when he first came here to draw lots, no one was optimistic about him. Players see him as a soft persimmon, and the media uses him as an embellishment for this tournament, a step to set off the level of the US Open.

But Shiraishi proved himself with victory after victory, and it was not a mediocre hand who fell under his racket, and even he frustrated the "crime and punishment" that people talked about. And today, his opponent is the American genius and future world tennis star Jack Brown. Iris, a powerhouse who crushes his opponents all the way.

"I don't know if they're watching my game."

Unlike what others had speculated, Shiraishi was now nervously preparing for the battle, and what he was thinking about now was his relatives and teammates in that small island nation on the far eastern side. He took the match against Iris seriously, but he didn't rise to the level of "preoccupied". He is in a good mood and in good spirits right now.

But not far from his side, his opponent Iris was not so natural. At this time, Iris's face was clouded, and his health nurse was a little frightened. This health nurse, who has followed Iris for two years, is also the first time to see his boss have such a performance during the competition. He could even feel the helplessness of the boss, or the decadence.

So he said, "Jack, relax, this is a tennis game, this is your field." ”

When Iris heard his words, she raised her head, her handsome face full of sorrow. He smiled and said, "I know, Lyle. I know my level and I know the quality of my opponent. Maybe I'm not as good as him, but in the ring, I'm not going to back down. ”

His earnest attitude made the words that the health nurse Lyle had just about to say choked back. Lyle looked at Iris and said to him affirmatively, "That's right, Jack, you're the strongest guy on the entire tennis court, and no one can beat you." ”

But in his heart, Lyle lamented: "I didn't expect that Japanese boy to put so much pressure on you." Alas, I don't know what Captain Ralph thinks"

At this time, Ralph, the captain of the U.S. U.S. U.S. U.S. U.S. team, was sitting in the last row of the stands. Next to him was the black man Du Du and Long Ya

"I said, captain, do you really want Jack to give up? He's only eighteen years old, and it's not a good experience. Du Du looked at Iris on the other side, and couldn't help but say.

Unexpectedly, Ralph smiled, he didn't answer, but looked at Long Ya on the side and asked, "Long Ya, what do you say?" ”

Long Ya didn't answer.

Du Du frowned, this Japanese shelf is inevitably too big. He patted Long Ya on the shoulder and said, "Hey, Ralph asked you." ”

"Huh?"

Long Ya was "surprised", he looked at the two people in front of him blankly, and said in surprise: "Captain, you ask me?" Hehe, sorry, playing the game too much. ”

When Ralph saw him like this, he didn't care, but said, "It's okay, you can keep playing." ”

Long Ya exclaimed: "The captain is really a good person. He then played with his phone. It's just that at the moment when he lowered his head, an inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes. At that moment, he looked in the direction of Shiraishi's position.

How could he not pay attention to Shiraishi, and how could he not hear Ralph's question, he just didn't want to answer. Presumably Ralph also knew, but neither of them broke it. As for the black man, Long Ya sneered even more in her heart, I am afraid that he is the most similar among the three of them.

"I don't know if Iris can win, I just want to know if he will be ruined here by you" Regarding the internal affairs of the American team, Long Ya probably also learned something. So he knew better what kind of person this white man named Ralph was

Time passed quickly, and the hour hand was exactly at ten.

"Now for the semifinals of this year's US Open, the junior division. By Kuranosuke Shiraishi contestant vs. Jack. Iris player. ”

"Wow!"

At this moment, the venue resounded with enthusiastic cheers. Shiraishi and Iris also stepped forward to guess the serve and pre-match etiquette. Iris guessed correctly, but he wasn't happy at all, because he didn't see any worry in Shiraishi's ever-smiling face, as if Shiraishi knew he would win the match.

"Whew!"

Iris stood on the baseline, he took a deep breath and clenched the tennis ball in his hand. The rate of his heart became very fast, and a trace of fine sweat oozed from his forehead, and he was so nervous. I don't know when Baishi has become a nightmare in his heart, affecting his thinking and judgment all the time.

However, he is a seasoned fighter and has his own way of dealing with sudden symptoms of the game. He slowly exhaled the turbid qi accumulated in his chest, and his mood slowly calmed down. When he looked at Shiraishi again, it was as if Shiraishi was just an ordinary player, and what they were doing was a tennis match, a field that he mastered.

And after calming down, Iris's eyes only shone sharply.

"At the beginning of the match, Iris serves, and the winner is a set!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, Iris threw the ball high into the air. Then he bounced up and hit a very nice super-high-speed serve.

"Oh?"

Shiraishi looked at the oncoming ball and admired it. Iris is a true genius and this goal speaks volumes about his quality. The speed of the ball is extremely fast, the strong spin on the ball, and the strong wind that comes from the oncoming side. In terms of technique and strength, he can be said to be among the top five people that Shiraishi has met. (Uncle Echizen doesn't count)

However, his opponent is Shiraishi. I saw Shiraishi stride out, and his left body touched forward, swinging the racket out along the way.

"Bang!"

A strong shot sounded, and Iris's serve was returned by Shiraishi intact, and it was faster and more spin.

Iris, who was on the other side, also knew that his serve was ineffective against Shiraishi, so he was not surprised that his serve was returned by Shiraishi. Instead, he predicted the direction of Shiraishi's return attack early, quickly moved to the side of the return ball, and then shot back.

The two seemed to have discussed it, and as soon as they came up, they launched a high-intensity, ultra-technical and consciousness confrontation. The racket was in their hands like a powerful old-fashioned rifle, and each return shot was accompanied by a strong pop.

"This, this," said an incoherent spectator, who had watched the game for the first time and had not expected it to be such a wonderful confrontation from the beginning. Moreover, it feels amazing to see it live!

The others were also shocked by the appearance of the two, but they didn't expect that they didn't test each other, and the attack was so wonderful that it was dazzling.

"Bang!"

"Gave, Shiraishi, 1:0"

"Bang!"

"Gave, Iris, 1:1"

"Peng!"

Iris made a sudden mistake and deflected the ball into a lob, while Shiraishi was still in the middle of the court. I saw him jump suddenly, like a basketball player preparing to slam dunk, and the racket also smashed towards the ball.

"Bang!"

The tennis ball smashed the ground into a noticeable depression, and Iris couldn't do anything about it.

"Gave, Shiraishi, 2:1"

"Whew!"

At this time, Iris was very helpless, compared to the basic strength, whether it was strength, speed, or body, he was not Shiraishi's opponent. And for the control of emotions, he is also weaker than Baishi, and now he is really at a disadvantage.

"You've got a trick!"

Squinting at Shiraishi, next, he was going to use the strongest strength he had been practicing

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