Hearing Li Xiaoxiao's words, Chu Fan was also greatly stimulated, and the veins on his forehead and neck immediately popped out.
He was a little angry, and his eyes suddenly became bloodshot.
Chu Fan stared at Li Xiaoxiao, teeth chattering. "Yes! You Li Xiaoxiao is a swordsman genius! It's [Star of Feihong]!"
"You are strong, I am useless! I can't be good at anything but martial arts!"
"But do you know how much pressure I'm carrying?"
"When the club was handed over to me, it was surrounded by enemies. The financial chain had long been cut off. The first-line swordsmen and even the substitutes from the youth training camp had been poached by others."
"If I want to show off my talents, I have to have room to do so!"
"Now that the club is like this, tell me, what can I do?"
"What should I do?"
After several regular members and substitutes were poached, Feihong Swordsmanship Club now has only one main leader, Li Xiaoxiao, to support it.
The scariest thing is...
Li Xiaoxiao's contract will expire soon.
Before Chu Fan's father died, in order to raise funds to maintain the operation of the club and pay full wages to the people below, he passed the bridge early and resold Li Xiaoxiao's contract to other clubs.
For Chu Fan, Feihong Swordsmanship Club is not home at all, but Orphanage.
Seeing Chu Fan reveal his true feelings, Li Xiaoxiao was a little moved, his expression was no longer so aggressive, he softened a little, and wanted to say a few words of comfort.
But before Li Xiaoxiao could answer, Chu Fan gave his own answer, "Take the initiative to downgrade and sell the top league qualification to Second-tier Club, and you can immediately get a large amount of working capital."
"It can even help me live without worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life, and I will be more handsome than the rich second generation or the sword second generation!"
"But I don't accept it!"
"If I do that, what kind of leader am I?"
No matter how big a hole the previous generation dug, he still had to fill it.
Li Xiaoxiao, who had never communicated like this with Chu Fan, finally felt the pressure and burden on the leader.
Li Xiaoxiao folded his hands across his chest, holding the spiritual sword, with a sad expression. "Brother, head master, you should know that I was born in the Feihong Sect and grew up in the Feihong Sect. I have a deeper affection for this place than anyone else."
"If I can see the slightest hope, even if I have to pay a sky-high liquidated damages, I will force myself to stay here and play games for free."
"But now..."
"This sect with almost no inheritance and no successors is going to die soon!"
"Besides what you said [Sell Qualification], there is actually another way."
"Then apply to the alliance for [Seal the Mountain Gate]!"
"This way, we can get a year of rest and recuperation."
"Take advantage of this year to make money, discover some talented passerby swordsmen and good seedlings, and cultivate them carefully."
"Wait until next year, even if you are at the bottom of Top Swordsmanship League, at least you will not be disqualified."
When others mention Feihong, they say [Feihong Club], but Li Xiaoxiao calls it [Feihong Sect].
Li Xiaoxiao is willing to do many things for the Feihong Sect, but is unwilling to risk his own life for it.
Compared with the emotional Chu Fan, the method proposed by Li Xiaoxiao is indeed more rational, calm and feasible.
"I understand, I understand."
It was okay when no one cared about him. The younger brother helped make suggestions and heard the comforting Chu Fan. Now he spoke with a cry, "It's too late now... Feihong owes too much debt..."
"If you choose [Seal the Mountain Gate], everything in this base will be auctioned by the bank."
"It's all my fault."
"As the leader, I am not capable enough, and I want to let it regain its glory in my own hands. That's why I missed the best opportunity and ended up like this..."
Chu Fan was so sad that I couldn't help myself and almost shed tears.
Just...
The thumping sound of the wooden pestle hitting the ground told the two of them that someone was approaching.
Chu Fan took a deep breath, wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeves, and pretended as if nothing happened.
He raised his head and saw a handsome young man with a pale face.
The other party held a pair of crudely made crutches that seemed to have been whittled by an amateur as a means of transportation, with a sunny smile on his face.
"That meal before was really helpful!"
"Master Chu, I'm here Repay Kindness."
I don't know why, but when Chu Fan saw this pale young man who had only met him once, he suddenly felt that many of Human Dao's worries that were nothing to worry about seemed to have dissipated a lot.
Maybe...
Some people are born with a comforting power.
The pale young man smiled and said in a gentle tone, "Besides [Sell Qualification] and [Seal the Mountain Gate], there is actually a third way to choose."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoxiao, who was sizing him up, suddenly focused his attention.
Chu Fan also remembered the young man's name—Zhang Guangmu!
When this man was in the park before, he still looked dirty and slovenly.
Now, he seemed to have gone through a lot of grooming, showing a fair complexion, clean and refreshing, and even though his clothes were ragged, he still had the demeanor of a good man in a troubled world.
Chu Fan's voice trembled slightly. "What is the third way you mentioned?"
Zhang Guangmu is definitely not an ordinary person!
Maybe he can give the dying Feihong Swordsmanship Club a shot in the arm!
In fact, the above reasons are not sufficient, but Chu Fan is like a drowning person seeing a piece of wood floating on the water.
He would use all his strength to hold on to that piece of driftwood.
Besides...
Deep down, Chu Fan has an inexplicable intuition.
He felt that the disabled young man in front of him, who had no time to take care of himself, could bring him an inexplicable sense of security.
Zhang Guangmu didn't show off, and said straightforwardly, "I join Feihong Sect as a swordsman."
"As long as we can accumulate ten wins in Top Swordsmanship League, we can avoid Feihong's relegation."
After listening to Zhang Guangmu and Chu Fan chatting for a few words, Li Xiaoxiao sighed.
In his opinion, guys like Zhang Guangmu, who speak "astonishingly", are mostly lobbyists working together, and they should come with a certain purpose.
Chu Fan was also in a hurry and sought medical treatment, so she chatted with him so enthusiastically.
Just when Li Xiaoxiao wanted to test Zhang Guangmu's two sentences, he suddenly felt that another self began to speak in his mind.
[Repay Kindness? I think he's here for revenge!]
[In the entire history of the Swordsmanship Alliance, the name "Zhang Guangmu" has never been heard of!]
[A truly strong man must have experienced hundreds of battles and cannot be completely without reputation.]
[good! Taking a step back, Zhang Guangmu, who seems to have disabled legs, may be an intellectual talent with the potential to become a top coach and data analyst.]
[but! According to Zhang Guangmu, he wants to join Feihong, become a swordsman affiliated with Feihong, and fight directly in Top Swordsmanship League.]
[Hehe.]