Extraordinary starts from tearing the script

Hearing Li Xiaoxiao's words, Chu Fan was also greatly stimulated, and the veins on his forehead and neck burst out immediately.

He was a little bit annoyed, and his eyes were bloodshot all of a sudden.

Chu Fan stared at Li Xiaoxiao, gritted his teeth: "Yes! You, Li Xiaoxiao, are a genius at swordsmanship! You are [Flying Rainbow Star]!"

"You are very strong, I'm a waste! If you can't make it, you can't do it!"

"But do you know how much pressure I'm carrying?"

"When the club was handed over to me, it was surrounded by enemies. The capital chain was broken long ago. The first-line swordsmen and even the substitutes in the youth training camp were poached by others."

"If I want to flex my muscles, I must have room to flex my muscles!"

"Now the club is like this, tell me, what can I do?"

"what should I do?"

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. After several official members and substitutes were all poached, the Feihong Swordsmanship Club is now supported by only one leader, Li Xiaoxiao.

The scariest thing is...

Li Xiaoxiao's contract will soon expire.

Before Chu Fan's father died, in order to raise funds to maintain the club's operation, he paid all the wages to the people below, crossed the bridge early, and resold Li Xiaoxiao's contract to other clubs.

For Chu Fan, Feihong Fencing Club is not a home at all, but an orphanage.

Seeing Chu Fan's true feelings, Li Xiaoxiao was a little moved, her expression was no longer so aggressive, she softened a little, and wanted to say a few words of comfort.

But without waiting for Li Xiaoxiao to answer, Chu Fan gave the answer himself: "Proactively downgrade, sell the top league qualifications to the second-tier clubs, and immediately exchange for a large amount of working capital."

"Even, it can make me worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life, and I am more chic than the second generation of rich and second generation of swords!"

"But I don't accept it!"

"If you do that, what kind of head am I?"

No matter how big a hole the previous generation dug, he must bite the bullet and fill it.

Li Xiaoxiao, who had never communicated with Chu Fan like this, finally felt the pressure and burden of the head.

Li Xiaoxiao folded her arms around her chest, holding the spirit sword, with a sad expression: "Senior brother, you should know that I was born and grew up in the Feihong School, and I have the deepest affection for this place than anyone else."

"If I can see a glimmer of hope, even if I have to pay sky-high liquidated damages, I will force myself to stay in this place and play games for free."

"But now..."

"This inheritance is almost broken, and the sect that is out of date is about to die!"

"In addition to what you said [selling qualifications], there is actually another way."

"That is to apply to the alliance to [block the mountain gate]!"

"In this way, we can win the opportunity to recuperate for a year."

"Take advantage of this year to make good money, discover some talented passer-by swordsmen and good seedlings, and cultivate them carefully."

"Wait until next year, even if it is the bottom of the top fencing league, at least they will not be disqualified."

When others mention Feihong, they always say [Feihong Club], but Li Xiaoxiao calls it [Feihong School].

Li Xiaoxiao is willing to do many things for Feihong faction, but she is unwilling to gamble her life for it.

Compared with the emotional Chu Fan, Li Xiaoxiao's solution is indeed more rational, calm, and more feasible.

"I understand, I understand."

It’s okay when no one cares, the little junior brother helps out with advice, and Chu Fan, who can hear the comfort, speaks in a crying voice at the moment: "It's too late now... Feihong owes too much debt..."

"If you choose [Block the Mountain Gate], everything in this base will be publicly auctioned by the bank."

"It's all my fault."

"As the head of the sect, I am not capable enough, and I want to let it regain its glory in my own hands, so I missed the best opportunity and became like this..."

Chu Fan was so sad that he couldn't extricate himself, and almost shed tears.

only……

The sound of the wooden pestle hitting the ground told the two that someone was approaching.

Chu Fan took a deep breath, dried the tears in his eyes with his sleeve, and pretended that nothing happened.

He raised his head and saw a handsome young man with a pale complexion.

The other party held a pair of shoddy crutches in his armpits, which seemed to be cut out by laymen, and used them as a means of transportation, with a sunny smile on his face.

"The previous meal really helped a lot!"

"Master Chu, I'm here to repay my favor."

For some reason, when Chu Fan saw this pale young man with whom he had only met once, he suddenly felt that many melancholy that were not humanly understood seemed to have dissipated a lot.

perhaps……

Some people are born with a reassuring power.

The pale young man smiled, and said in a gentle tone: "Besides [selling qualifications] and [blocking the mountain gate], there is actually a third way to choose."

Hearing this, Li Xiaoxiao, who was sizing him up, immediately focused her 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 scruffy.

Now, he seems to have gone through some grooming, showing a fair complexion, clean and fresh, even though his clothes are ragged, he still has the demeanor of a good man in troubled times.

Chu Fan's voice trembled slightly: "What is the third way you mentioned?"

Zhang Guangmu is definitely not an ordinary person!

Maybe, he can inject a shot in the arm for the dying Feihong Fencing Club!

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 will do everything in his power to grab that piece of driftwood.

Besides...

Deep in his heart, Chu Fan had an inexplicable intuition.

He felt that the disabled young man in front of him could bring him an inexplicable sense of security.

Zhang Guangmu didn't show off, and said bluntly: "I will join the Feihong Sect as a swordsman."

"As long as you can accumulate ten victories in the top fencing league, you can avoid Feihong's relegation."

Listening to Zhang Guangmu chatting with Chu Fan, Li Xiaoxiao sighed.

In his opinion, guys like Zhang Guangmu who "speak amazingly" are mostly lobbyists who work together, and they should come with a certain purpose.

Chu Fan also went to the doctor in a hurry, so he chatted so vigorously with him.

Just when Li Xiaoxiao wanted to test Zhang Guangmu's words, suddenly another self started to speak in her mind.

[Repay your favor?I think he is here for revenge! 】

[In the entire history of the Swordsmanship Alliance, the name "Zhang Guangmu" has never been heard of! 】

[A real strong man must have experienced many battles, and it is impossible to have no reputation at all. 】

【it is 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 compete in the top fencing league directly. 】

【Ah. 】