“CCTV？”Zhang Yao glanced at this person and immediately recalled what Xiao Mai had said before: "The news department?"
"No, no." Zhou Bowen smiled and said," I'm not from the news department. My name is Zhou Bowen. I'm from the sports channel. However, the video of you this time is likely to be broadcasted on the news channel tonight. It's also because the Olympics are just around the corner.”
" So, during the interview later, I might ask you some questions. I hope you can encourage the decline of China's track and field team."”
"Inspiration?" Zhang Yao was slightly shocked. He did not have such talent.
However, at this moment, a phrase suddenly flashed in his mind--
This was also the one that left the deepest impression on him.
It even led the trend.
"Can I say a poem?" Zhang Yao said.
"A poem?" Zhou Bowen was stunned. Poetry for an interview? It was the first time he had seen a track and field athlete.
"Can you read it first?" He said with a smile.
He didn't know what Zhang Yao, this genius, could recite.
Brother Yao and Xiao Mai also came over.
"Poetry?" Brother Yao was dumbfounded. He pointed his phone at Zhang Yao and said," Fans, look at our champion's poem."”
" It's not a poem, it's..." Zhang Yao was about to say that it was someone else's masterpiece, but he did not know if there was such a poem in this world. He did not say anything more, but instead, he gathered his emotions and said,""Just now, Reporter Zhou mentioned that China's track and field team is weak.”
He didn't say anything.
"As we all know, track and field is an era of youth. 16-year-olds can play, and 24-year-olds are considered veterans. Therefore, in my opinion, track and field needs to be done from the youth.”
"That's true." Zhou Bowen, who had been in the field for more than ten years, had a deep feeling.
"Therefore, track and field and I are young Huaxia.”Zhang Yao thought for a moment and didn't say anything about the old man.
This was because the youth in the original novel was referring to the decadent Republic of China and nothing else.
Although there was a problem now, it was a sudden improvement.
Moreover, he only said this to encourage China's track and field team."The responsibility of China's track and field is not on others, but on me.”
All because of the youngster?
What about the other leaders?
Zhou Bowen blinked, but he didn't think too much about it. He just smiled and said,"That's true."
He thought that Zhang Yao had finished speaking and was about to continue the interview.
Then, a deep and steady voice rang out,""Therefore!
If the youth is wise, the country will be wise; If the youth is rich, the country will be rich.
When the youth is strong, the country will be strong. When the youth is independent, the country will be independent.
If the youth is free, the country will be free; if the youth advances, the country will advance.
If the youth was better than Europe, then the country was better than Europe. If the youth was stronger than Blue Star, then the country was stronger than Blue Star.”
This?
Was this a poem?
Zhou Bowen was able to become a reporter, so he had the basic foundation. When he heard this, a sense of pride and ambition rose in his heart.
Department Director Tang, Zhang Xiang, and the others had originally come over to say something, but when they heard this, they were instantly stunned.
Zhang Xiang and the other members of the national team were even more touched.
Zhang Yao's voice continued," The red sun has just risen. The Yellow River rises and falls, and Wang Yang is discharged.
Dive into the Dragon Abyss, scales and claws flying. The tiger roared in the valley, and all the beasts were frightened.
Falcons and eagles try their wings, and the wind and dust are blown. Strange flowers are born, and they are beautiful.
Gan will use the whetstone, there is a sharp edge. The sky is covered with green, and the earth is covered with yellow.
Even if there are thousands of years, there are eight wastelands. The future is like the sea, and the future is long.
How beautiful my young dynasty is, and I will not grow old with heaven! How magnificent our dynasty is, and the country has no boundaries!”
After saying this, he took a deep breath and raised his voice."My young dynasty is beautiful, and the heavens are not old. How magnificent! I am a young man of the Heavenly Dynasty, and there is no boundary between me and the country.”
Hearing this prose poem.
Zhou Bowen was dumbfounded. Was this made on the spot? And such lofty aspirations?
Department Director Tang was also dumbfounded. Wasn't this too…too inspiring?
Zhang Xiang and the other members of the national team looked at Zhang Yao passionately. Those words seemed to knock on their hearts and ignite their blood!
It's so beautiful that I'm young and old. How magnificent our young people are, and our country is boundless!
The future of China's track and field was in the hands of the youngsters!
Well said!
"Good!" Brother Yao's roar woke everyone up.
Then, clapping sounds rang out. Everyone could feel the feelings and heroism in this prose poem.
However, some people found it a little harsh.
Director Wang, who came from the General Administration of Track and Field, felt very uncomfortable. What did he mean by saying that the responsibility of China's track and field was all on the young man?
What about the leaders?
Where did he put it?
Where was it?
He walked forward and sized up Zhang Yao. He said with an imposing manner,"Zhang Yao, right? You can also post it on the news channel. However, I have a suggestion. You should add some points to your prose poem.”
"The responsibility of track and field in China lies with the young. The future lies with the old.”
"The future lies with the old man?" Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Chief Wang.
Although there were many reasons for China's track and field weakness, the biggest problem was still the old man, right?
Zhang Yao just smiled and said,"There is indeed a paragraph about the old man, but it is not suitable."”
He didn't want to argue with anyone because it was meaningless. Could he change his mind just because he said it?
It was impossible!
He could only change the matters of the younger generation!
He only wanted to change this.
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