On the day the first team uniform photo was released, the purchase link for the national team uniform (support version) was posted on the league’s official website and Tmall flagship store. Thanks to the powerful logistics system, the purchase link was already available the next day.
Some fans happily posted photos of the team uniforms.
——No number, no machine embroidered name version. Of course.
As for the players, the league will naturally not be stingy. On the day the team uniform photos were taken, the staff directly brought over two boxes of clothes. Not counting the national team members, even the professional players who came to help out had two sets per person.
As a result, the canteen was filled with darkness that night, and people who didn't know it looked at it as if dozens of people had been added to the national team out of thin air.
"Captain Captain!"
Even if he debuted in Season 9, he should be called senior by Tang Rou, Song Qiying and the others. Lu Hanwen is the youngest among the professional players in the cafeteria. Seeing the national team members filing in, he licked his mouth and ate the spoon.
Throwing half of the dinner plate, he jumped up and rushed over:
"team leader--"
As he spoke, he stumbled over the flat ground and managed to avoid falling. Tang Hao, who was walking at the front of the team, stretched out his hand and picked it up in the air like a cat. The little guy fluttered "Ouch, ouch, ouch" twice, and it was passed from Tang Hao's hand to Xiao
Shi Qin passed it to Huang Shaotian's hands, and then passed it to Huang Shaotian's hands like water. The sword master hugged him with his arms and shoulders, his eyes were full of smiles.
"Master Huang, Master Huang, look at how big these clothes are!"
Lu Hanwen stopped and immediately pulled up his sleeves to show Huang Shaotian. Sure enough, the sleeves were big and long, even the fingertips were wrapped in them, and the clothes were enough to hold two Lu Hanwens. Huang Shaotian calmly rubbed his head:
"It's okay. I'll tell you later and ask them to send you the S number."
"But size S only has women's clothing!"
"Then let them make children's clothing—"
"team leader!!!!"
"Who do you think is younger among the two?" Chu Yunxiu and Su Mucheng whispered at the end of the team. Zhang Jiale turned around and said, "Of course it's Young Master Huang!"
Lan Yu and the big swordsmen were tangled up in a tangle. Yu Wenzhou was one step behind Huang Shaotian. He watched them fight without going up to break them apart. He nodded in approval: "Hanwen is dressed very smartly. - Go and eat!"
"Okay!" The captain's voice was slightly louder. Lu Hanwen shrank his neck and ran away quickly. Halfway through, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Captain has free-cut chicken today!"
Yu Wenzhou looked at the young man's back and shook his head with a smile. After laughing for a while, he turned to Ye Xiu and said, "In a few years, they will be the ones wearing this team uniform."
"It won't take so many years." Ye Xiu kept walking, his eyes passing over the young people like water: "Let's make a second team, a youth team or something, which is also a national team, so we can go out to play in the Asian Cup first.
In a few years, we will be able to participate in the invitational competition.”
"Then we have to win the championship first."
"We will win."
"Definitely."
The captain and manager of the national team looked at each other. Without further conversation, they already understood that the other party was thinking the same thing as themselves.
——It is too late for the Chinese team to open its eyes to the world.
Leagues between various clubs in European countries have been held for several years; the American team has hosted several America's Cups with several surrounding countries; and China's Glory Professional League only started when Bai Shu joined.
I know there is a big world out there...
It's too late!
What a loss!
This can't happen anymore! The young team members must be kicked out early in the morning to see the outside!
Let them see exotic scenery, different playing styles and ideas, and learn to be independent as soon as possible!
Therefore, the results of this competition will determine the future starting point of the national team and even the youth team. Of course, if you win the championship, you can win it all over the world. If you get the top four, it will be convenient to invite strong teams to play invitational tournaments in the future.
.What if the game overturns and we don’t even qualify for the group stage——
When you go abroad, who will look at you?
They gathered their thoughts and filed forward to get their meals. Although it was located in the north, considering the bonus of the RMB Warrior attribute, the standard of the Yi Zhan family cafeteria was definitely above the average... Well, the business philosophy is different.
Other cafeterias, even Lan Yu's cafeteria, are all about "everyone eats what the cafeteria does." Yi Zhan's cafeteria is "what the boss wants to eat, and everyone eats what they want."
ps, the national team members are all distinguished guests, and their treatment is the same as that of the boss.
There is a dazzling array of dishes at the window. As expected, there is Yu Wenzhou's favorite white-cut chicken, Huang Shaotian's favorite quicksand buns and black bean sauce chicken feet, Zhang Xinjie's favorite garlic scallops and stir-fried razor clams, and Zhou Zekai's favorite Xiao Long Bao is also quite authentic. Xiao
Shi Qin said yesterday that he wanted to eat bean curds, but he showed it today.
Zhang Jiale has been taking a deep breath since he stepped into the cafeteria. When he walked to the window, he found a row of small hot pots placed along the window. In the pot, leeks, tomatoes, and various mushrooms were boiling, with a slight sour taste.
The spicy smell mixed with the delicious meat aroma was so captivating. Zhang Jiale sniffed hard and couldn't help but admire: "You even have cured pork ribs here!"
"Thank you, God!" The cafeteria chef held up the hot pot with a smile and put it on his plate: "The fans came all the way to send it to you and named it for you! Hey, our boss didn't mention it to you?"
Zhang Jiale: "..." Although the list of members of the national team has not yet been announced, it is no secret that the training location is Yi Zhan. A large number of fans have been sending things here in the spirit of "I will definitely make it to the national team."
Sun Zheping seemed to have mentioned the gift to him yesterday. What was he doing at that time?
In short, he probably responded casually in the spirit of "What's mine is yours, just take it," and then, he forgot...
Cured Pork Ribs Hot Pot at Xiangshan Market in Lijiang. After the third season, he and Sun Zheping went to Lijiang together and ate there once. There was a big pot full of cured pork ribs, and the two young men couldn’t eat it.
Entering and exiting the support wall, taking photos on the spot and posting likes on Weibo.
Coincidentally, there is a fan who does this at home. After reading his Weibo, I remembered it in my heart and sent him a rib every year, packed and couriered to Team Hundred Blossoms...
After he announced his retirement at the end of the seventh season, he never tasted this taste again.
The eighth season when he turned around decisively, disconnected from everyone, and disappeared into the vast sea of people.
Say goodbye to Baihua and join the ninth and tenth seasons of Tyranny.
Never tasted it again.
The familiar, fragrant and rich taste filled his mouth. Zhang Jiale tried hard to swallow a big mouthful of salty cured pork ribs, and choked on the spot. He quickly drank the soup. He sat with his neck straight for a while, waiting for the piece of pork ribs.
The ribs fell into my stomach after I choked and my chest hurt. I immediately took out my phone and took pictures.
Zhang Jiale v: Cured pork ribs hot pot is still so delicious. Thank you.
Thirty seconds later, the phone dinged. I clicked refresh and there was an additional reply under the Weibo post I just posted:
That year the flowers blossomed: No thanks. Come on, national team!