Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 90 Fans Are King

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Changsha, Dongfeng Road, Provincial People's Stadium

Saturday, August 9th.

In the last round of the Hunan Super League, today, four games will start at the same time.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the entire team of Changsha Bahuang team assembled.

Tee off at 7:30 in the evening, and the afternoon is hot, so there is only time for planning and simple training in the morning.

"How important this game is, I have said it countless times from the beginning, here, I will not say more.

Take it down tonight, let's have a drink! "

Zhou Yuan spoke very imposingly, and looked around at his players.

After everyone shouted for a while, they each did the simplest warm-up activities.

Zhou Yuan and Hou Yafu have reached an agreement that the training in the morning will focus on recovery.

After all, many players have other official jobs, and there may only be one or two opportunities for intensive training a week.

"For tonight's game, don't fight in groups. After warming up, let's focus on tactics and talk about how to play." Hou Yafu said to Zhou Yuan.

"I thought so too, take it easy.

In the evening game, we will play Hengyang Vulcan again.The last time they played against them, they only won 2-1.

In this game, we must ensure that we have a big lead before the end of the first half.

Otherwise, the more you delay, the less safe it will be..."

Zhou Yuan looked at the players running circles on the field, worried again.

"Old Zhou, don't stress too much.

As long as we play normally and win the game, don't think too much about it. " Hou Yafu comforted him and said.

Instead, Zhou Yuan said to him very seriously: "I'm not worried about this match, nor the championship.

What I'm thinking about is the next regional competition.

With our current foundation, it is a bit difficult to qualify for the final national competition..."

"I said you were thinking too much!

Let's talk about the later things, now you have to be quiet first.

Let's go, let's run laps too, and relax. "

With that said, the two of them also followed the big team, running in circles...

Both of them retired from professional teams, and they both have a passion for football.

Although the body can't give them a chance to fight hard, at least they still have perseverance and will give them a chance.

Among the people running in circles, the three swordsmen Yao, Shun and Yu were fighting and jokingly running...

"Old Shi, tell me, how many times will I enter at night?
How should I give that kind of gift, to show off? "

Wu Yao is the most excited one. For the love of football, in his life dictionary, there is only the word "goal".

"Don't let him go, you just give him a five hundred killing stick!"

What Shi Shun dislikes Wu Yao the most is that he likes to brag, but Shi Shun is the brother who flatters him the most.

"I wipe!
Or you can play, this is good, this is good.

So, where do we go to buy sticks? "

Wu Yao was talking and laughing, but seeing the disgust on He Yu's face, he continued, "What do you mean! Are you used to seeing your childhood sweetheart rival in love?"

He Yu was really speechless, smiled faintly, and said, "Brother! That's sister Dao's childhood sweetheart, not mine.

Besides, he is not qualified enough to be my rival in love. "

"Yo yo! You are awesome!
You are not afraid that your Daoist sister will be abducted by others.

Besides, it’s not like this incident never happened…”

Shi Shun's untimely accost made the scene deserted in an instant.

Because, He Yu stopped talking, his face was gloomy...

Almost a year ago, He Yi and He Yu proposed to break up, and the two separated for more than three months.

Both Wu Yao and Shi Shun knew about this matter.

Especially during that time, the two of them didn't know how much they were involved in the old matter of He Yu looking for drinks every night.

Although He Yu and He Yi reunited later, the episodes that appeared in the middle remained silent.

No one mentions it, and no one wants to remember it...

He Yu still adjusted his mood, and said: "Sister Dao will come to watch the game tonight, you two take it easy, don't talk about anything!
That Wang Li is her neighbor, nothing else.During the competition, don't talk about taking revenge for me or anything, just deliberately trouble him.

You have to know how important this game is, don't make trouble! "

He Yu became serious, and it was Wu Shi who couldn't adapt instantly.

However, He Yu's seriousness didn't last long.

"If that bastard Wang Li dances at night, you really can't stand it anymore.

We will endure it on the court, and when the game is over, we can communicate with him alone..."

After He Yu finished speaking, he had a sinister smile on his face, and the three of them also laughed together.

On the road of life, I am very fortunate to have so few friends who are utterly devoted to each other.We can make trouble together and laugh together.

Yes, on the road of pursuing the ideal of life, I don't feel tired or bored...

At 7:[-] p.m., the provincial stadium was crowded with people, all the seats were full, and there were people sitting on newspapers in the aisles.

As the home court of the Changsha Bahuang team, this is the first time that it has been favored by so many spectators.

After all, the city of Changsha no longer has a professional team stationed there.Many old fans have no way to enjoy the feeling of watching the game live.

With the progress of this summer's league, the popularity of the Hunan Super League has also greatly increased locally.

And Changsha Bahuang, as the four Changsha teams, currently has the best record.The battle between the dragon and the tiger with Hunan Boda is time to see the outcome tonight.

In addition, the only professional football team in Hunan, Hunan Xianghong, has been confirmed to be relegated from the Chinese League One, which has stimulated a large number of Xianghong fans.

Full of passion and hope, they drove from Changsha to Yiyang to watch the game again and again.

With tears in my eyes again and again, I returned to Changsha from Yiyang.

Just to support the team on their own land, but they are always let down and let down...

Well now, many fans began to pay attention to the amateur league and Xiangchao games.

Today, many fans who come in groups of three or four have also begun to form small-scale fan organizations.

After seeing the situation at the scene, Lin Xiaye said something:

"For football, the fans are king!"

Because the four games in the final round are going on simultaneously, and both Bahuang and Boda are likely to win the championship, the tournament team has prepared two plans.

A team stayed in the Provincial Gymnasium to watch the match between Changsha Bahuang and Hengyang Vulcan.

A team went to the home stadium of Boda, Hunan Minzhi College Stadium, to watch the match between Hunan Boda and Chenzhou Jiale.

If after the game is over, after the championship is determined according to the points ranking, one of the team staff will be responsible for the award ceremony.

Although the planned award ceremony is very simple, there is not such a complicated process.

However, this is a form, but it is also an indispensable form.

Lin Xiaye was the leading guest who watched the game at the Provincial People's Stadium and was in charge of presenting awards after the game.

So, he sat on the rostrum again, but he always felt awkward...

At this time, a man in a suit came over with a stack of papers and said to him respectfully:

"Chairman, this is a speech provided by the competition party. It contains some basic information and congratulations for the Hunan Super League. It is for you. If the Bahuang team wins later, we will present the awards .

Then you are the award presenter, I hope you can say a few words first and do the guiding work..."

Lin Xiaye did not take the manuscript, but stared at him angrily.

"Xiao Li, take these back, I don't need them.

Tell them again, the protagonist tonight is their team, their players!

Not us high-ranking officials! "

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(End of this chapter)