Vol 3 Chapter 212: Come back home

"...So you gave up Barcelona and chose Dortmund just to be able to play faster?"
In the studio of the sports channel, Duan Xin asked Zhou Yi sitting opposite him.
"Yes. La Masia has a big name, but I feel like I have to wait a long time to play in the first team, and I was 17 years old at that time, and the most lacking is time. So I chose Dortmund... …" Zhou Yi, sitting opposite Duan Xin, wore ck-jeans jeans and puma t-shirts
"Then how can you be sure that Dortmund will definitely give you more first-team opportunities?"
"Their head coaches have come to invite me to dinner. I want to be able to pay attention to me and not be able to do this? And from the contact with Klopp, he is a pure head coach, not a conspirator. ."
"Your comments on Klopp are seldom heard. What about Klopp? What is he like in peacetime? All we can see is what he looks like in front of the coach..."
"He, he is a person who speaks well and does not speak well, a person who gets along well and does not get along well."
Duan Xin frowned: "It's too mysterious if you say that, it's so mysterious..."
"Yes, getting along with him is a metaphysics in itself!" Zhou Yi said.
Duan Xin was stunned, and then laughed: "I know that photography is a metaphysics, I did not expect to get along with Klopp is also a metaphysics..."
Zhou Jianliang, who was in front of the TV, also laughed, and was very satisfied with his son's performance just now, relaxed and humorous, not frightened. This is his baby son.
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Wang Shunquan came home and saw his son sitting in front of the TV and watching TV. Watching TV itself is of course a very common thing, but what is unusual is the people who appear on the TV screen.
The man was talking to the camera.
At first glance, it seemed strange, but the faint smile on his face still reminded Wang Shunquan who he was after a moment of stun.
Zhou Yi!
The student he thought he would soon forget, but he could never forget.
The tough boy in the school was now a big star in an interview with a state-level TV station. Seeing how calm and calm he showed in front of the camera, his temperament changed a lot, so Wang Shunquan didn't recognize it at first.
In fact, this child has changed a lot... but there are always some marks in the bone that cannot be changed.
Wang Shunquan recognized it from his smile.
"Is this Zhou Yi a student of your school, dad?" The son asked when he turned back to see his father standing behind him, pointing at the TV screen.
"Well." Wang Shunquan nodded.
"It's amazing! He is now a world-class star!" his son said excitedly.
Hearing what his son said, Wang Shunquan suddenly asked, "Is he very powerful?"
"Very very very... great!" said the son of a fan.
"How powerful is it?" Wang Shunquan never watched football or understood football. His understanding of football might remain on some very fixed and outdated information.
"Put it this way, Dad. The Chinese team has him, and now the chances of entering the World Cup have improved a lot!"
This answer even moved Wang Shunquan who didn't know much about football, because he knew that the level of Chinese football was terrible and it was impossible to reach any World Cup. But just because Zhou Yi joined, is it possible?
In this way, Zhou Yi is really powerful.
The "poor student" who was always criticized by himself at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday changed his mind and suddenly became a pivotal key figure in another field.
Wang Shunquan thought of Lin Xianrong, the old headmaster.
Education is not about shaping you into identical copies according to a unified standard...Education, while laying the foundation for you, is actually about discovering the possibilities of each of you and making your life more Possibility and surprise...
At the time, when he heard the words beside him, he still disagreed, and felt that the old headmaster's words were sour.
But now, looking at Zhou Yi in the TV screen, he realized how correct the old headmaster said...
More possibilities and surprises in life... Isn't it most obvious in Zhou Yi?
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Zhou Yi ended his talk show on TV and bid farewell to Shure the next day. He flew back to Qingyang by himself. Before taking off, he called his parents and told them to board the plane.
Then I turned off the phone and waited for take-off.
When Zhou Jianliang and Li Cuiyun rushed to the airport to pick up their son, they found that someone was more active than them-at the exit of the domestic flight at Qingyun Airport in Qingyang, there were already people around.
There are fans, and many media reporters carrying cameras.
Zhou Jianliang saw the logo of the local TV station.
"Is this...can I squeeze in?" Li Cuiyun was surprised.
Zhou Jianliang was quite happy because it showed his son's popularity.
"Don't be happy, we can't get in, how can we let our son see us?" Li Cuiyun complained.
Zhou Jianliang looked around and said to his wife, "Relax, I will have a way for my son to see us!"
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When Zhou Yi stepped out of the exit with passengers, he again saw the same situation as at Capital International Airport.
Black crowds and flashing stars.
Especially the flash, for a moment, he could hardly see anything, let alone find his father from this large group of people.
So he was turned around by the flash, and this turned around...he saw his father.
His dad, on the side of the exit aisle, climbed up a street lamp pole used for modeling in an airport bookstore, and opened a cardboard on it, with the words "son" written on the cardboard with a black brush.
Under the street lamp, two female shop assistants at the bookstore were looking up at Zhou Jianliang and said, "Sir, don't do this! Sir, you come down! Sir, we forbid climbing..."
Zhou Yi also saw her mother, who stood beside her, "I don't know this person".
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi couldn't help shouting, "Dad! Mom!"
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes followed Zhou Yi's eyes to the street lamp post...
Zhou Jianliang on the street light pole, with his hands around the top decorative light bulb, is inconvenient to make large-scale movements, but just shook Zhou Yi's cardboard in his hand and shouted excitedly: "Son!"
The bookstore female clerk under the lamppost was also stunned. Unexpectedly, such a middle-aged uncle who was not slipping, turned out to be the famous star Zhou Yi...Father!
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That evening, in the news of Zhou Yi's return home broadcasted on Qingyang TV, the scene where Zhou Jianliang was lying on the street lamp pole and his father and son recognized each other was reduced. But this video was circulated online.
Everyone saw Zhou Yi's father bowing and apologizing to the bookstore clerk after he slipped off the pole.
So netizens have lamented that any father has a son, the father is so slippery, no wonder Zhou Yi does not take the usual way...
This is not a very good move, but considering the eagerness of the elderly to see their son and the fact that all the outlets were blocked by the fan media who picked up the airport at the time, Zhou Jianliang's action was also forgiven by many people.
And he apologized very sincerely the first time after he came down, which is like a star family? Which of the current star family members is not alone in gaining ascension? Relying on his own children is a star, and all of them are pulling two or five hundred thousand. Not to mention climbing a pole, even if you drive and hit someone on the road, you might not dare to show up.
Zhou Yi's father's performance is quite consistent with the image of an ordinary person, will make mistakes, but will also apologize.
Zhou Yi, who was next to him, followed his dad's compensation to the bookstore clerk, but it was a bit embarrassed to engage the other party-they might not have imagined that a star can be so unscrupulous.
So after this thing spread on the Internet, it suddenly became a bonus for Zhou Yi. Let more people have a lot of interest in this young star.
This was really unexpected by Zhou Yi and his parents.
Li Cuiyun returned home and complained about her husband's behavior, which was too shameful: "It's too low quality. Later, people will not scold you, but your son!"
Zhou Jianliang sat there, bowed his head, and was honestly trained by his wife.
The next Zhou Yi quickly said good things to his dad: "Mom, it's okay. My dad has apologized. It's fine to pay attention next time. Don't keep talking about him. My dad is so self-respected. You want He always said so, he..."
"How dare he?" Li Cuiyun asked, staring at Zhou Yi.
"What if he breaks up and breaks the pot?" Zhou Yi replied.
Li Cuiyun froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. Zhou Jianliang, who was training honestly with his head down next to his son, jumped up and said: "You are not allowed to say this to your dad, it's not big or small!"
"Sit down!" Li Cuiyun suddenly changed his face and scolded, and Zhou Jianliang sat down on the chair honestly.
Zhou Yi moved his gaze away from the chair made by his father and looked around the furnishings around the house.
There was basically no change before he left. The wallpaper in the living room turned yellow due to the use time and moisture, and the floor tiles at the foot were also cracked into several pieces because of the long time.
The refrigerator is the old refrigerator that has been in use for more than ten years, and there are keyholes on the door of the refrigerator. At that time, because I was worried that Zhou Yi would steal the popsicles, I bought this refrigerator with a lock, which is relatively old. "Child lock" function.
The TV is the only newer home appliance, because it was an LCD TV that I bought a few years ago, but the size is a bit out of date.
The furniture has not been updated.
While Mom was still counting Dad, Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "Dad, Mom, how much money do I give you, why are you useless?"
Li Cuiyun stopped, and Zhou Jianliang also looked up at his son.
"We saved your money," he said.
"Why do you save it? Use it!"
"Hi, we all have wages now, and we are not short of money. What do you do with your money?" Zhou Jianliang laughed.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Yi pointed to the sofa in his home where the TV, refrigerator, and cushions were all worn. "I changed these things."
"It's a good one, what's it for?"
"Where is it good? You're almost catching up with the tractor when you listen to the refrigerator compressor. Do you think it's too small to watch this TV again? It's convenient for you to change to a 50-inch HD Look at my game. There is this sofa, I remember it was brought up from the second uncle’s house when I was in the third grade of elementary school?"
Zhou Jianliang stopped talking and turned to look at his wife.
Li Cuiyun coughed and said to Zhou Yi: "I know that playing football makes a lot of money, but the risks are also great. You see those retired athletes, which one is not a bodily injury? Your money, I say something unpleasant, it is your life money , We can’t just use it..."
Zhou Yi took a breath: "Mom, can you not treat me like an international mercenary who goes to Africa to fight? What is it that sells money? Playing football is of course risky, but the income is also high, and the risk is high and the return is normal. Besides, if money is not spent, what motivation is there to make money? I chose to follow the path of professional football, is it not to make my life a little better?"
"Not because you like playing football?"
"That's one of the reasons. Mom, again, I know your work is not happy..." Seeing her mother open her mouth to speak, Zhou Yi quickly interrupted her, "What are the people like in your office, and I I don’t know, I don’t want to talk about bad things. Didn’t you have an idea when you were young? Now that your son has money, you might as well quit your job and start your own business, whatever you want.

"Eh, I always wanted to open a fan tea house..." The next Zhou Jianliang was stunned by his wife.
"Dad, if you want to open, I support you. You can still hang my photos and jerseys in the store..."
"Thank you son!" Zhou Jianliang compared a v to his son.
"Anyway, I mean that simple, mom. You have raised me for 20 years, and now it is my turn to support you. Don't do it if you are not happy with your work. This house can be changed if it is too small. Anyway, I It's not bad money now."
Zhou Yi said this with a strong tone, but he had a great confidence.
He is now earning an annual pre-tax salary of 1.5 million euros in Dortmund. There are more than 800,000 euros after tax deduction, which is 7.4 million when converted into RMB. In Qingyang, the second-tier city in the country, this money can already buy three villas, and the remaining money can buy another Land Rover Range Rover.
Moreover, Zhou Yi's annual salary is only a small part of his annual income, and the largest proportion of his income is actually various sponsorship contracts.
For example, the endorsement fee ck_jeans gives him is almost topping Dortmund's annual salary of 800,000 euros.
Puma's contract to Zhou Yi is six years, one million euros per year.
In addition, the mineral water brand endorsed by Zhou Yi in China gives Zhou Yi a four-year contract with two million yuan per year.
Not counting Zhou Yi's piecemeal game bonuses, but only these convenient calculations, Zhou Yi has an after-tax income of 25.5 million yuan a year.
This money is placed in Qingyang City, where the average salary is only 2,000, and many people cannot earn it in a lifetime. Zhou Yi has been around for a year, and his future income will be higher.
This is also the reason why Zhou Yi has such guts.
"Isn't the purpose of making money to improve living standards~EbookFREE.me~ to live a good life? Now that we have such a capability, why should we continue to live in this small house?" Zhou Yi looked around.
He doesn't dislike this little house, he likes it very much, because this little house, as well as the surrounding environment, has all the memories of his childhood life.
But no matter how beautiful the memories are, one cannot live in them forever, and one cannot not grow up. So the house is small and capable, why not move to a big house?
Hearing Zhou Yi saying this, Li Cuiyun did not say anything.
Who doesn't want to live a good life? Who doesn't like living in a new, bright and transparent house?
Who is capable, who is willing to spend time in a small and dark room?
After being silent for a while, Li Cuiyun raised his head and said, "I won't quit my job. Your father can still toss any fan teahouse if he doesn't work. I don't know what to do. But this house..."
She looked around and said.
"It's really time to change the set."