The road to football
At the beginning of the game, Nadal's state was a little poor, and he kept making mistakes on the initiative of the forehand, and gradually switched to defensive play, and Djokovic also played very steadily, not impatient. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the first set, Xiao De won the first set with more stability 6-3.
In the following games, there were more and more balls in each other's hands, and the games became more and more boring, as if they were pulling each other.
Lan Qi was already completely asleep, and Xiao Ji was also bored, looking around, looking for something interesting.
At this moment, Xiao Ji just lowered his head, and a young lady in the VIP seat got up and raised her head, looking at each other.
The dark brown eyes reflected Xiao Ji's ordinary figure at this time, and after a pause, the other party naturally walked out again.
Xiao Ji kept watching her until she disappeared.
In just a moment of contact, Xiao Ji's mind was already full of her brilliant blonde hair, deep brown eyes and golden brown eyebrows, Xiao Ji's heart was moved.
Djokovic won the 2013 year-end championship with a 6-4 victory, but Xiao Ji didn't care at all, he only thought about the beautiful figure in his mind now.
Xiao Ji returned to the hotel in a daze.
"I want to possess her!" Xiao Ji's eyes suddenly revealed a firmness. "Although I don't know who she is, but when I appear on such an occasion, she must be a figure in the entertainment industry, and after I make a name for myself, I will definitely have the opportunity to meet again!" Xiao Ji was even more glad that he had chosen the path of a professional athlete at this time, if he lived as ordinary as an ordinary person, how could he have the opportunity to chase such a beauty?
In the next few days, Xiao Ji and Lan Qi visited most of London's famous attractions, and then went to Wimbledon, a small town in southwest London, which is home to the All England Club, a mecca for tennis fans!
The Wimbledon Tennis Championships, held here, are the earliest tournaments in the history of modern tennis, founded in 1877 by the All England Club and the British Lawn Tennis Association. The first official tournament was played at the club's headquarters in Wimbledon, in the southwest corner of London, under the name "All England Lawn Tennis Championship". The inaugural tournament was aimed at amateur competition and was only available for men's singles, with tickets to the final being sold for one shilling at the time. A man from Harrow School named Spencer? Gower's students came out on top of the 22 contestants and won the "Challenge Cup" (the name of the championship trophy). In 1884, the organizing committee established the women's singles for the first time. Watson defeated 12 other players to become the first women's singles champion in Wimbledon history. In the same year, men's doubles also became an official event. In 1899, women's doubles and mixed doubles were added. Wimbledon began to accept foreign players in 1901, when it was limited to the small countries of the British Dominion, but in 1905, when it was officially opened, players from the United States and France came across the sea to compete. In 1922, two reforms were introduced, the construction of a 15,000-capacity Centre Court, and the abolition of the "Challenger", which required men to win seven games in a row from the first round and women to win six games in a row from that year. In 1968, the International Tennis Federation (ITF) agreed to allow professional players to participate in the tournament, and the organizers also raised huge prize money to attract the best players from all over the world, so the level of competition has increased year by year. Whoever wins the first place in each individual competition will immediately become a world-renowned figure. As a result, the tournament is a time when the elite is gathered, the best players are gathered, and the competition is fierce, which reflects the highest level and development trend of tennis technology. As of 2013, the Wimbledon Tennis Championships have been held 127 times, including 10 suspension due to two world wars, and if you count from the start of the tournament in 1877, it has a history of more than 100 years.
Today, when artificial hard courts are all over the world, Wimbledon still maintains its ancient traditions: quiet and beautiful natural surroundings, manicured green grass, wooden scoreboards and wooden stands, children in purple and green costumes, and fans in neat clothes who enjoy cream and fresh strawberries.
At this time, the All England Club is not as lively as the Wimbledon Championships, but there are also many fans and tourists who come here to visit, and Xiao Ji mingles in it, indulging in this ancient and beautiful scenery with a little modern atmosphere.
Lan Qi said that the tour here was the biggest reward of the trip, and Xiao Ji agreed, and the only regret was not being able to set foot on the grass of Centre Court.
"One day, I'll be standing on this grass and playing tennis." Xiao Ji set another goal for himself.
This is the end of the journey, and according to the plan, they will return home tomorrow.
However, Xiao Ji changed his mind and said to Lan Qi, "I'm sorry, I may not be able to go back with you." ”
Lan Qi was stunned and said, "What? What do you want to do here? ”
"Didn't I say I want to be a professional athlete and I want to stay here and play football."
This is the idea that Xiao Ji suddenly came up when he saw Xiaobei in the finals.
These days, Xiao Ji has been thinking about what ball games have a high degree of professionalism and low requirements for attribute points, and the first thing he thinks of is basketball, but the height of 178 is destined to make it difficult for him to walk on the road of basketball, not to mention that basketball's requirements for comprehensive quality are not low in tennis, and then he also thought about volleyball, rugby, baseball and even ice hockey, but there are obvious defects and no feasibility.
Xiao Ji has always ignored the world's number one sport - football, which is really too helpless for Chinese football, which is called a football desert by some Western media.
Football is actually a good choice, first of all, its professionalism is needless to say, the total event prize money is absolutely the best in other sports, secondly, football is very particular about running speed, Xiao Ji's strong 100-meter strength has a place, and then, the muscles that football relies on are mainly calf muscles and thigh muscles, Xiao Ji's thigh muscles are as high as 90 points, calf muscles are also very good, and finally, on the football field, even if the defender performs well on the field, as long as there is a fatal mistake, he will be slammed, Strikers, on the other hand, even if you don't do anything in the whole game, as long as you score a goal, then you are good. It may seem unfair, but it's just the way it is.
Xiao Ji's plan is to use the existing foundation, and then only strengthen the long-range shooting, to be a long-range shooter striker, it does not require you to have good ball control, passing and passing, as long as you shoot well enough, use the speed to chase the ball and then slam a kick, try a few more balls to always get a goal, so that you can gain a foothold in the team.
This is a kind of player who has never appeared before, because the success rate of long-range shooting is too low, which will require the player's long-range shooting skills to be unprecedentedly high, but Xiao Jike has a systematic existence, and if he only strengthens long-range shooting, these attribute points are completely enough for him to collect the long-range shooting skills of all the outstanding long-range shooting stars in history, and then integrate them to reach the advanced realm.
"You're crazy, if you want to play football, you can do it at home. Forget it, when I didn't say it. Lan Qi is also obviously aware of the complexity of the domestic football situation.
"I've decided, I'm sorry to let you go back alone."
"I'm fine, take care of yourself, I know your English isn't very good, don't starve to death in England." Anyway, good luck! Lan Qi said with a complicated expression.
Xiao Ji smiled and said goodbye: "Thank you, believe me, you will be able to see me on TV soon, I wish you a smooth journey!" ”
Saying goodbye to Lan Qi, Xiao Ji first informed his parents of the situation, and then went to rent a room, if he wanted to live for a long time, he couldn't afford to live in a hotel.