Vol 2 Chapter 69: Professional contract

After finishing the finals, the team returned to Dortmund with the championship trophy the next day.
Unlike the first-team teams that will have a grand parade after winning the championship, the Dortmund youth team won the championship and no fans greeted them by the road along the road.
They went directly to the Bracker training base by car, without cheers and applause, and without flowers and beauties.
However, the players of the youth team seem to have become accustomed to this situation of no one applauding, and no one complains.
At the same time, this is also one of the motivations for them to enter the first team-who wants to remain unknown in the youth team? Who doesn’t want to be a real star in the first team and win a lot of cheers?
At the Bracker training base, Yebara said to all the players who got off the bus in front of the bus: "Two championships, this season will be more wonderful for you, and I am very happy that we have achieved such a good result. The championship is a good reward for us. Now, thank you for your hard work in this season. You can take a good rest for a while. Let’s regroup on July 15. Now, disband!"
The players cheered with excitement and they were finally able to rest for a while!
"Great!" Mark clapped and asked Zhou Yi next to him, "Are you going home, Zhou Yi?"
"Well." Zhou Yi nodded. Eight months, eight thousand kilometers, this is the longest and farthest time away from home, he did feel homesick. Of course, it is indispensable to go home and show off what we have achieved in Germany. "Mark, are you going to China to play with me?"
Zhou Yi sent an invitation to Mark.
He didn't tell Mark about how developed and modern China is now. He also said that he would take Mark to China to play, take him to see the real modern international metropolis, and taste some Chinese food.
At that time Mark also expressed a strong desire to go to China.
Therefore, Zhou Yi felt that Mark would have agreed very happily.
Unexpectedly, Mark's reaction surprised Zhou Yi, and he shook his head!
"Uh, forget it, Zhou Yi."
"Why, are you afraid that I will take you to China to sell?" Zhou Yi wondered. "Don't worry. You look like you can't sell it in China."
Mark rolled his eyes, and then explained very seriously: "It's not the reason, Zhou Yi. Actually, I won't go anywhere this holiday. Just stay in Dortmund, stay at home. Although I really want to go to China. But this summer , I think there is something more important than going to China to play."
"whats the matter?"
"These eight months are the eight months I have made the most progress, Zhou Yi. Thank you for your help. But I think my progress is still not fast enough and good enough. So I want to use my vacation time to improve my ability at home. . Whether it's physical or technical..." Mark said. "So, China can only go next time, Zhou Yi."
Zhou Yi did not expect Mark to have such consciousness. He froze for a while and then smiled: "That's fine. If I'm not homesick, I will definitely stay with you. Mark! Because I don't think I'm strong enough yet!"
Mark saw Zhou Yi praised his move, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Say hello to my uncle and aunt Zhou Yi. I will definitely accompany you back to China next summer!"
"That's good. Don't let me do pigeons next year!"
"sure!"
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Zhou Yi, who returned to Mark's house, couldn't wait to dial the phone on his landline.
This time is 1:30 pm local time in Dortmund. In China, it is 7:30 pm Beijing time.
His parents happened to go home from get off work.
The phone was picked up after three rings.
"Hello, which one?" Dad's voice rang on the phone.
"Dad. It's me, Zhou Yi." Zhou Yi said.
"Yo, did your kid know to call home?" Zhou Jianliang's tone changed when he heard his son's voice.
Li Cuiyun, who was busy next to him, stopped working in his hands and listened.
Zhou Jianliang noticed this small movement of his wife, so he turned on the hands-free and put the microphone down.
There was immediately a real voice from Zhou Yi: "International long distance is too expensive, I am not saving you money..."
"Since you think international long-distance is expensive, then hurry up and talk about business."
"Ah, we just won the league championship, Dad. Double crown! Dick Daddy?"
Zhou Jianliang didn't expect Zhou Yi to use the word, and coughed a little embarrassingly. The voice of Li Cuiyun sounded next to him: "So you father and son usually talk like this."
On the phone, Zhou Yi heard her mother's voice suddenly ringing and froze for a moment, then quickly changed her mouth: "No, no, mom. I just got the double crown, I was a little excited. Ha, a little excited. Dad's chat attitude is very serious and correct... Then what, our season is over, there is a half month off, I plan to come back..."
"Are you coming back?" Zhou Jianliang was a little surprised. "Okay, hurry up and book a flight! What do you want to eat and say, let your mother do it for you!"
"Meat, a lot of meat!"
"Aren't you going to be a professional player, eating so much meat, it's easy to get fat..." Zhou Jianliang suddenly reacted, "You want to gain weight?"
"Well, the coach said I was still a little thin."
"OK, then only eat beef." Zhou Jianliang glanced at Li Cuiyun. The wife already wrote the recipe on the book and asked, without looking up: "When can you go to the first team, Zhou Yi? When you first left, didn't the school keep you a year of school membership?"
"Hi, Mom, I have won two championships in the youth team. What are you going to go back to school!" Zhou Yi, who has just become a double champion, is now bursting with information. In this way, he used to dare not speak in front of his mother.
Zhou Jianliang looked at his wife nervously next to her, fearing she would get angry.
"Oh, good." Li Cuiyun didn't expect to just ask, and didn't say anything.
Zhou Jianliang breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhou Yi was also somewhat surprised by his mother's reaction and fell silent on the phone for a while.
Li Cuiyun asked: "Is there anything else?"
"Uh... it's gone." Zhou Yi replied.
"If it's gone, hang up, what about international long distance." Li Cuiyun also remembered that the money for international long distance is more expensive than domestic dialect.
"okay……"
Zhou Yi obediently hung up the phone and took the microphone, he was still stunned-why didn't mom say that she didn't intend to go back to school? As usual, she always taught herself a few words.
Don’t think about it if you don’t understand it. Anyway, my mother’s lack of nagging is also a good thing for Zhou Yi himself.
Zhou Yi, who put down the phone, was about to go upstairs to book a flight ticket back home. Just when he had just walked upstairs, the phone downstairs rang again.
Mrs. Wagner, who was baking cookies in the kitchen, wiped out her hands while coming out to answer the phone, but Zhou Yi did not stay.
But he just walked to the door of his room and heard Mrs. Wagner's cry: "Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi! Come down and answer the phone!"
Zhou Yi is strange. No one ever calls Mark's house to find him...
He went downstairs suspiciously and saw Mrs. Wagner holding his microphone and squeezed his eyes at him: "The club called."
Zhou Yi took the microphone: "Hey, this is Zhou Yi."
"Hi Zhou Yi, this is Ricken."
"Ah, Mr. Ricken." Zhou Yi did not expect that the youth training supervisor Russ Ricken called himself. "Is there anything?"
"Well, can you and Mark Wagner come to the club in the afternoon?"
"Bracker?"
"Correct."
Zhou Yi is very strange: "This... Can I ask what is the matter, Mr. Ricken?"
"Of course, good news, the club intends to sign a professional contract with both of you."
Zhou Yi froze with a telephone receiver.
"Hello, Zhou Yi? Are you still there?" Riken didn't hear Zhou Yi talking and thought he was disconnected.
Then he heard a wolf howl from Zhou Yi over there.
"!!!"
This sudden voice scared Ricken and almost dropped the mobile phone in his hand. Even if he quickly took the phone away from his ear, he was still shocked and grinned.
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Mark is playing the game in his room. Dortmund he is playing in the UEFA Champions League final with Barcelona. The game reached the 88th minute. The score was still 0:1. Dortmund was behind Barcelona.
Mark looked nervous-he forgot to save before this game! If you lose this game ~EbookFREE.me~ it means that all his efforts this season have been wasted and Dortmund will lose the club's highest honor, the Champions League.
He anxiously grabbed the handle out of the water.
At this time, after a series of subtle and shit-like continuous passes, Mark poured the football into Barcelona's penalty area, and he re-established his virtual character to receive the ball.
You can shoot!
Just as he was about to press the shooting button, suddenly!
A sudden wolf howling came from outside the door downstairs!
"!!!"
Mark, who was gripped by the handle, was already sweaty. When he pressed the shot button, the tragic hand slipped... The handle flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.
And after he caught the ball in the game, he froze in place, did nothing, and then was intercepted by Barcelona center defender Pique... (to be continued.)