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Chapter 203 Fantasy?ideal?
"Grassroots spirit?" Xiao Zhiyong muttered.

"Great ambition?" Yuan Dongshuai also muttered.

Ignoring the mutterings of the two, Zhou Yu continued: "I was just thinking! What is the grassroots spirit? Perseverance, indomitable? After all, the city football team has no money, so we must promote the grassroots spirit! What is great ambition? ? Attacking the second, or even the first? As for the impact on the Super League, I dare not think about it! Hey, it is difficult to hit the second, so what are the lofty ambitions?"

Hearing this, Yuan Dongshuai couldn't help but teach a lesson: "Hey hey hey! You kid, why are you full of negative energy? You have to have ambitions, what if they come true?"

Xiao Zhiyong is more sensible: "Your friend's words are not wrong. The city football team lacks money and needs to use grassroots spirit to encourage players and coaches. Because of the lack of money, the team cannot form a powerful lineup. It is impossible to hit the second place. Reachable goals, lofty ambitions, more often than not, it’s just a slogan!”

Yuan Dongshuai said dissatisfiedly: "Old Xiao! Only hope can have a future, stop spreading negative energy!"

Xiao Zhiyong grinned and said, "Okay! I surrender, I won't spread negative energy anymore! Tell me, what is your idea after getting the review opinion from the Minister of Propaganda?"

Xiao Zhiyong said the last sentence to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu sighed and said: "My creativity is very mediocre, if I tell you, I will make you laugh! I plan to draw a desert in the poster, and then take a close-up of a camel thorn! The camel thorn branches and leaves on the surface stretch out, blooming Small flowers, and in the ground, the roots of camel thorns are dense, piercing deeply into the barren desert, absorbing water and nutrients, and growing tenaciously, representing the grassroots spirit of the city club! And in order to express the great ambition of the city football team , After beautifying the blossoming little flowers, I wrote champions, champions, champions in the pistils of the little flowers! In my opinion, it is fantasy, not ideal, to win the championship. It may come true, the most morale-boosting dream! The champion of the XJ Division of the Chinese C League! The champion of the National Reserve League! The champion of the National Youth Training League!"

"Student, the three championships you mentioned, in my opinion, are also fantasies! With the current level of the city football team, none of the championships can be won!" Xiao Zhiyong is a veteran who has also witnessed the city football team's recent success In the past few years, he has repeatedly broken his halberd and said negatively.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Zhiyong finished speaking, Yuan Dongshuai and Zhou Yu said at the same time: "This is not a fantasy, but an ideal!"

Yuan Dongshuai and Zhou Yu looked at each other, and Yuan Dongshuai said, "Zhou Yu, this is your idea, you should talk about it first!"

Zhou Yu nodded and said: "What is fantasy? Fantasy is something you can't see or touch! The city football team is a Chinese C team. We can't see it at all. I can't figure it out! But every year we participate in the XJ Division of the Chinese C League, the National Reserve League, and the National Youth Training League. What does this mean? It means that the championship of these three competitions is already in sight, but we want to win , we have to go through a lot of difficulties and challenges, but it is not an impossible fantasy!"

After Zhou Yu finished speaking emotionally, his tender face was flushed with blood, and his chest heaved up and down.

Yuan Dongshuai laughed loudly and said, "That's right, well said! Although I don't know whether we can win the XJ division championship of the Chinese C League, whether we can win the national reserve league championship, but I know that we will definitely win the national championship. The champion of the Youth Training League! As long as we win this championship, we have realized our dream and ideal!"

Looking at the extremely confident Yuan Dongshuai, Xiao Zhiyong was infected for no reason, and he himself felt very strange. Although reason told him that Yuan Dongshuai was blindly arrogant and optimistic, his heart couldn't help beating rapidly. It was as if there was a championship trophy in front of him, and he was about to pick it up!
Xiao Zhiyong, deeply infected, almost blurted out: "Let's win the National Youth League Championship!"

But when the words came to his lips, he changed them abruptly: "Well, I was persuaded by you, winning the championship is our lofty ambition! But there are still some problems with Zhou Yu's creativity, let alone, Write the word champion in the stamen, the scope is too wide, and people who see the poster have no idea what kind of championship our city football team wants to win!"

Talking about creativity, Zhou Yu frowned, and after a while, he nodded and said: "This is indeed a problem, otherwise, I would only draw three small flowers, one of which is the largest, and write it in the XJ Division of the Chinese C League! Champion! No. [-] The second is the National Reserve League! Champion! The third is the smallest, and the National Youth Training League! Champion!"

Xiao Zhiyong clapped his hands and said yes, but Yuan Dongshuai was not happy: "Hey! Why do you rank the National Youth Training League at the bottom? This is the most promising event to win the championship! It should be ranked first, and draw the biggest camel tattoo That's right!"

this. . .Well!Xiao Zhiyong and Zhou Yu looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled wryly, this handsome lunatic has gone mad again!Don't worry about it, let him toss slowly by himself!
After the two decided to ignore Yuan Dongshuai, they chatted again. Xiao Zhiyong asked: "Zhou Yu, in your ideas, there are only deserts, camel thorn flowers, camel thorn bushes, and camel thorn roots. There is no need to shoot our training base. Bar?"

"You're guessing wrong, I'm not going to shoot the training base, I want to shoot you players, and put your most authentic side on the poster! At that time, you will stand in the desert, take root under your feet, and lift up together Three little flowers! I will use the slogan to write: Ordinary players have embarked on an extraordinary road, and go forward bravely towards the championship!"

"Good slogan! You are so talented!" Xiao Zhiyong exclaimed!
But soon, Xiao Zhiyong asked: "Do you really want us players to do lifts? We are not actors, and the movements we make are probably not aesthetically pleasing!"

Zhou Yu laughed loudly and said: "You don't need to do lifts, you just need to shoot, head the ball, and tackle the ball. In short, you have to show the chic posture of the players! As for the lifts , it is a virtual palm, holding up the flowers of camel thorns, and the virtual palm, you players, are closely connected and connected into a whole!"

"So that's it! After all, he is a cultural person, and he has more Taoism in his heart than us!" Xiao Zhiyong admired sincerely.

Zhou Yu is different from Yuan Dongshuai, he knows modesty, he said with a chuckle: "Although there are many Taos in my heart, I am not careful enough. If you hadn't reminded me, I'm afraid I would have drawn a large flower with camel thorns!"

"Humility! Good character! Much better than a lunatic!" Xiao Zhiyong praised without hesitation, and hurt Yuan Dongshuai.

Yuan Dongshuai immediately became unhappy, and said in his heart, you two boys hooked up as soon as they met, and left my old handsome aside, my lord is magnanimous, so I don't care about you, it's better now, let me go, If I don't say a word, I'm afraid you will treat me as a fart!

But just as Yuan Dongshuai was preparing to speak, Zhou Yu and Xiao Zhiyong walked side by side to the goal. The two muttered for a while, and Xiao Zhiyong shouted at Yuan Dongshuai: "Madman, pass me a half-high ball. I want a beautiful ball." volley, let Zhou Yu take a picture of me!"

Yuan Dongshuai, who has been reduced to a supporting role, felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he is not a stingy person. After snorting dissatisfiedly, he came to the vicinity of the ball frame, stepped on a football, and shouted at Xiao Zhiyong: "My biography The ball is tricky, can you do it?"

"Hey! Madman, can you speak human language? As a man, of course I can do it!" Xiao Zhiyong said half-jokingly.

"Since it works, let's watch it!" With a bang, the football shot out from Yuan Dongshuai's feet and rushed towards Xiao Zhiyong's body!
Xiao Zhiyong laughed, jumped up, opened his arms, swung his thighs, and kicked out the grass-stained sneakers.

The shoe surface touched the football, and the sound of the shutter also sounded at the same time.

The football hit the net, Zhou Yu picked up the camera, looked at the LCD monitor, showed a satisfied smile, and gave Xiao Zhiyong an OK gesture.

Yuan Dongshuai, who has been reduced to a supporting role, rushed to Zhou Yu's side and looked at the photo. In the photo, Xiao Zhiyong stretched his body, with a confident and calm smile on his face, and his eyes were firm and decisive as he looked towards the goal. Great action and demeanor!It's a great photo!
(End of this chapter)