"It's amazing. It really looks a lot like Sampras." Wakatohiro admired with his hands in his pockets and watching the game in the stadium. Not only the movements, but also the habits were copied exactly the same.
"Hewitt's imitation just now was also perfect." After listening to Fuji's words, Qian said in agreement. Suddenly he remembered something, turned to look at Xue Tong and said: "Last time, I competed with the Ice Emperor Girl. You said before that you are also an imitator. What do you think of his imitation?"
As he asked, he took a pen and prepared to record something in his notes. For Sacrifice Hitomi, who is also an imitation player, to evaluate the imitation type Wakato Hiro, the evaluation must be worth recording.
When asked like this, Ji Xuetong was a little at a loss. He didn't know anything about Hewitt or Sampras. "Well, it's impossible to do it without some practice." Listen. They said the imitation was perfect, so she would rate it slightly better...
After hearing Ji Xue Tong's evaluation, Qian said nothing and looked at Ji Xue Tong quietly. The lenses of his glasses reflected the light, which made Ji Xue Tong feel guilty for a while. Although he still looked arrogant on the surface, "What, I Did you say something wrong?"
Pushing up her glasses, "No, it's not wrong, it's true." Although what she said is right, with her character, it should be impossible for her to say such things when asked to comment, even though Ruo Renhong's imitation skills are really good. It's amazing, she would also say such a few words, but now...
At this time in the stadium, Kaidou seemed to have gradually adapted to Peter Sampras's style and fought back. Of course, Wakatohiro also felt this sense of oppression and began to think about a new style suitable for playing against Kaidou. .
"I have chosen a style that suits you very well." He pointed at Kaitang with the racket, suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Transform." After saying that, his eyes immediately changed into another person, and he said another person. One style quickly won a point from Kaitang.
"Damn it, who the hell is that guy? He keeps changing over there." Eiji Kikumaru pointed at the stadium with some annoyance and cursed loudly. Indeed, if you encounter such an opponent, it will be difficult to concentrate even if you don't become irritated. Concentrate.
The female reporter next to her looked at Ruo Renhong's new style and was a little stunned, "This style is..."
Oishi frowned and replied: "This time it's Agassi." He changed his style every game, and this time it was tricky.
"Andrew Agassi, high-speed serves are almost ineffective against him, and he is also a genius in returning the ball. Simple strikes can also exert miraculous power." Gan was explaining in detail.
However, this doesn't matter to Ji Xuetong, because she doesn't know these top tennis players at all. For her, she is just appreciating different styles of tennis. "No matter what, as long as you win the game."
That's what he said, but at this time, Wakatohiro was a "return genius" and easily knocked back Kaitou's viper ball, while Kaitou was completely suppressed by his opponent.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm thinking about which style is more suitable for you." After one game, Ruo Renhong was thinking about which player's style he should switch to, and at this time Qian asked Ji Xue Tong again.
"Which opponent do you think he will switch to?"
Sure enough, he was suspected of something. "If it were me, I would imitate Kaitou, because that would be more interesting." After saying that, he turned and left, waving his hand, "I am a little tired after watching the game for a long time. I will go and rest first. Don't worry, I will be there soon." Came back before my game."
If you don't leave, I'm afraid there will be more problems waiting for you.
(PS: Players like the King of Tennis and Andrew Agassi also exist in real life. If the heroine knew each other, the world would be in chaos, so please forgive me for writing this.)