"Hu Lai, didn't I tell you that before? We want to set up an amateur football club, and the preparations are almost done. Now I want to ask you to record a video and show it at our founding ceremony... The main thing is
I hope you can express your congratulations on the establishment of the club. We want to use your reputation to help us promote it. After all, we have to recruit students in the area where the club is located..."
Hu Lai laughed when he saw Yan Yan's message to him on WeChat.
He knew that his high school teammates wanted to start an amateur club.
Even earlier, they had only organized an amateur team, and he knew all about playing football together when they had nothing to do.
After so many years, his connection with his high school teammates has never been broken.
Maybe you don’t usually chat, but if something happens and you leave a message on WeChat, you will definitely not find yourself blocked or get no response.
Seeing Hu Lai smiling after picking up the phone, Li Qingqing leaned over curiously: "What are you looking at? So happy..."
Then she saw Yan Yan's message and laughed too: "Ah, they are finally going to be together?"
"Yeah, they really did it."
Hu Lai said while replying to him on WeChat: "Okay, I have no problem here. Can I record you on my mobile phone?"
Seeing him typing such words, Li Qingqing said next to him: "I want to record a video for them too."
Hu Lai did not send out his answer, but turned to look at her.
"No? I'm also an alumnus of Dongchuan. My name is still on the banner at the school gate." Li Qingqing raised her eyebrows.
"Okay, okay, of course." Hu Lai nodded like rice, deleted all the words he just typed, and then wrote again:
"No problem, and 'buy one, get one free', Captain Yan, you have earned it!"
Soon Yan Yan replied: "Ah? What's 'buy one, get one free'?"
Hu Lai did not answer him directly, but asked: "Is it okay to record with a mobile phone?"
"Okay, okay, no problem, it depends on your convenience."
"Okay, what's the final name of your club?" Hu Lai began to make preparations for recording the video.
Yan Yan didn't say anything and just threw the picture over.
When I took a quick look, I almost didn't spit it out...
The picture shows the design of the amateur club's team emblem, team name and home and away jerseys.
The club name is in the top center of the picture, very eye-catching:
Anton Quanxing
Hu Lai almost couldn't hold back when he saw this name.
Next is the team's home jersey - it is yellow from top to bottom, with a yellow top, yellow shorts, and yellow socks. Only the sleeves of the jersey, the sides of the shorts, and the socks are dotted with blue stripes.
Seeing this scene, Hu Lai quickly turned to look at Li Qingqing beside him.
Li Qingqing felt Hu Lai's gaze and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"nothing……"
Hu Lai felt relieved when he saw Li Qingqing still beside him. Otherwise, he would have been really worried that he would go back in time again in an instant.
He asked Yan Yan on WeChat: "Why did you choose this name?"
Yan Yan: "Originally I wanted to name it 'Dongzhong', but considering that many people in the club are no longer just alumni of the original Dongchuan Middle School, it would be narrow-minded to choose that name. The name 'Quanxing' is my
I think, in the meaning of 'all prosperous', I hope the club can prosper in the future, and I also hope that amateur football in our country can fully bloom and prosper."
Hu Lai sent a thumbs-up emoji: "What a connotation, what a name!"
Yan Yan continued: "However, everyone still hopes to retain the characteristics of our alma mater, so the home jersey color of the Dongchuan Middle School football team is used as the home jersey color of Quanxing."
Hu Lai gave a thumbs up again: "Okay, this is a good idea."
Li Qingqing, who was watching the two people chatting, also nodded and expressed his opinion: "It's really good. The name is very grand and has a good meaning. The jersey design does not forget the roots. Quanxing Quanxing..."
She repeated the name in a murmur.
Hu Lai took advantage of the situation and added: "Everything will be prosperous."
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Yan Yan explained the meaning of the club's name and the intention of the jersey design to Xia Xiaoyu and Luo Kai on WeChat, and got the two of them's commitment to record a celebration video for the club.
In fact, there are many professional players who graduated from Dongchuan Middle School.
Let’s not talk about it remotely, let’s just say that Rong Yi, who just recently completed the first phase of the national team training, spent his high school in Dongchuan Middle School, and he is also a player of the Dongchuan Middle School football team.
However, students like Yan Yan and Rong Yi, who are much younger than themselves, are not familiar with them, so they are naturally embarrassed to trouble others.
Hu Lai, Xia Xiaoyu and Luo Kai are different.
Yan Yan had played football with them all before, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing to bother them about this kind of thing.
I can still be somewhat thin-faced with the other party...
Sure enough, neither Hu Lai, nor Xia Xiaoyu, nor Luo Kai, after hearing his request, did not refuse, but readily agreed.
No matter how successful they are now, they are still willing to call me "Team Yan"...
Yan Yan's inner vanity was greatly satisfied.
Chu Yifan sent him a WeChat message: "How was it? What did they say?"
He has been thinking about this.
Yan Yan made an "OJBK" expression, and then said: "Everything is done, they all agreed. And they agreed very readily!"
Chu Yifan sighed: "It's great. More than ten years have passed and the love is still there."
"Yes, the affection is still there. They still call me 'Team Yan'!" Yan Yan couldn't hide his pride in the words he typed.
"Hahaha!" Chu Yifan was also happy for Yan Yan.
From a simple student to an adult entering society, he has seen too many examples of "friends disappearing".
The student days, especially the middle school days, are relatively simple. There are not too many conflicts of interest involved in getting along with each other.
After entering society, there are too many interests that will affect the friendship between each other.
It is not uncommon for good friends to become enemies when they were students and then turn against each other after entering society.
As for these people, they met because of football and have been together for more than ten years. Their relationship has not diminished but grown. In the end, they even established a club together.
This is not just something that can be done simply out of "love".
After all, it takes a lot of money, time and energy to set up and run a club. But everyone is still willing to get together, which shows that they are really like-minded.
It was as if there was some strong adhesive holding them all together.
The two sighed and sighed, and chatted for a while. Yan Yan's WeChat received a new message from Hu Lai.
One video, one message:
"It's recorded, what do you think of it?"
Yan Yan first expressed his gratitude to Hu Lai and then clicked on the video.
When he saw the two people appearing in the video, he was stunned for a moment, and then...surprise!
The person standing next to Hu Lai is Li Qingqing!
This was completely unplanned!
What an unexpected surprise!
Why didn't he think of going to Li Qingqing to record a video in the first place? Even though Li Qingqing is actually an alumnus of Dongchuan Middle School.
Because Yan Yan felt that he was not familiar with Li Qingqing, he was embarrassed to speak.
Unexpectedly, Hu Lai actually helped him get it done!
Only then did Yan Yan realize what Hu Lai meant by "buy one, get one free"...
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"Totally OK! That's great! I never thought you could pull Li Qingqing here..."
Facing the excited Yan Yan on WeChat, Hu Lai replied to him with a smile:
"Qingqing asked for it on her own initiative. She said she is also an alumnus of Dongchuan Middle School."
"Haha! Thank her for me, thank you so much! Don't say anything else, we must give you a big red envelope when you get married!"
"Captain Yan, I took a screenshot!"
"Ha! Cut! Cut whatever you want!"
After finishing the chat with Yan Yan, Hu Lai still had a smile on his face.
Seeing that her husband was in such a good mood, Li Qingqing asked: "Why don't you just invest in their club? There is still financial pressure in running a club, right?"
Hu Lai shook his head and explained: "The nature of my investment has changed. Team Yan only came to me to advertise, not to find a father for them. Moreover, they are just a small amateur football club now, and the financial pressure is actually not high." Big. They can figure it out on their own, and this is the challenge and work they must accept when running the club."
"So you don't really care if this club survives?"
"I still care. If possible, I certainly hope they can continue to exist, and then gradually grow bigger, and one day become a real professional football club. By that time..."
Hu Lai imagined it in his mind, and then said:
"That must be very interesting. But now let them develop on their own, and everyone will do their own thing. That will be good."
After saying that, he put down his phone and continued to pack his luggage.
In fact, there is not much luggage, because he will come back, so he does not need to bring everything he will need for more than a month.
"Yes, you also have your own things to do..."
Li Qingqing came up and took the messy clothes he had folded, scattered them, folded them neatly, and put them in the suitcase.
"Come on!"
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"...Today, the Xianhu National Plateau Sports Training Base located in the southern suburbs of Changshui City, Yunshan Province is bustling with activity and has welcomed a group of important 'guests'...
"Thirty-five players from the Chinese national men's football team will conduct a fifteen-day training here, and 26 players will eventually be selected to represent China in this World Cup, along with 31 other players from all continents around the world. The teams compete... Let us wish these national football players good luck! And look forward to their outstanding performance in the World Cup..."
In the news footage, as one after another Chinese team players appeared in front of the fans, cheers came one after another.
"Brother Huan!"
"Luo Kai! Luo Kai!"
"Xing Zai ah ah!"
"Team King!
"
“HUUUUU!
!”
…
When the last Chinese player left, the fans gathered outside the training base were still unwilling to leave.
Soon one voice became the mainstream of the scene and became unified:
