Vol 2 Chapter 55: Firm and confident

The next day, when Zhou Yi got up from the bed and stretched, he heard a weak voice from Mark next to him: "Did you sleep well yesterday, Zhou Yi?"
Zhou Yi turned his head and looked, "Did you sleep well?"
Mark pointed to his dark eyes and said, "Do you think I am sleeping well now?"
"Uh……"
"I don't even know when I fell asleep, and then I woke up early..." Mark said sadly.
"You can't do this, Mark. There is a final today. If you have a bad rest, how will you score on the court?"
"Just because of the final!" Mark said. "When I think of the finals, I get nervous, and when I get nervous, I can't sleep..."
"We seem to have a lunch break after lunch, you don't want to sleep well at all." Zhou Yi got up. "If you can't sleep by then, I can help you."
"How can I help?" Mark asked.
"Stun you!"
Mark rolled his eyes.
After lunch, Mark did listen to Zhou Yi's words and went off for lunch. Perhaps it was too sleepy to rest, and Mark fell asleep this time.
When Mark woke up from bed, Zhou Yi read a book on the sofa in the room.
Hearing the movement on Mark’s bed, he asked, "How did you sleep?"
"It's cool." Mark stretched his waist and yawned again.
"That's good, we have a play in the championship!" Zhou Yi closed the book and said.
"Hello, don't talk like you're counting on me to win the championship..." Mark complained, "I'll be nervous like you..."
"We are tridents. Anyone in the tridents is wrong, there is no way to exert the full power of the tridents. In addition, if this puts pressure on you, it will be more stressful when you go to the first team. You don’t want to retire early?
Zhou Yibai gave Mark a look.
What will you say when you retire to hold a press conference?
Ah, I think the first team competition is too fierce. There are 80,000 people watching a game. The camera lens is facing me. I’m under too much pressure. I won’t kick. I will go home and be an ordinary person!'What do you think?"
"Sad."
"That's not it?" Zhou Yi spread his hands. "Mark, if you want to be what you think, think of this German Cup final as a drill."
"I understand, Zhou Yi." Mark nodded.
Zhou Yi is right, to become a qualified professional player. You must be able to withstand the pressure, if not, then give up early.
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"Did we come too early?" Mrs. Wagner stood on the stands of the Berlin Olympic Stadium and looked around, empty of sight.
This is a comprehensive stadium capable of accommodating 75,000 people, with blue and white track and field track, but now there are not many people sitting in the stadium stands. People are scattered on the four sides of the stands, sparse.
"How many spectators can the youth team play?" Cortana said.
"But this is the final of the German Cup!" Mrs. Wagner refuted her daughter.
"It's the Youth German Cup, Mom. If it wasn't for the younger brother who entered the final, we wouldn't even watch this game on television. There are still so many people coming to watch the game. It's already pretty good," Cortana said.
Mrs. Wagner sighed and regretted that her son's performance in the German Cup finals could not be seen by more people.
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When the coach of the Dortmund U19 players arrived outside the Berlin Olympic Stadium, they did not see the scene where countless fans gathered on both sides of the road to cheer for them.
This disappointed everyone.
"Why is there no one?" Mark looked away and saw only a few Dortmund fans for a long time.
"Youth team competition." Zhou Yi looked outside and said.
The German Olympic Stadium, he watched it during the live broadcast of the 2006 World Cup in Germany, but today is still the closest to this World Cup final.
"Zhou Yi, why do I think you are not nervous at all?" Mark looked back at Zhou Yi and said.
"What's so nervous about this?" Zhou Yi pointed to the empty outside.
"No, it doesn't matter if there are more people or less people. How to say it is also the final of the German Cup." Mark said.
"Well, we are going to play in the UEFA Champions League final. How could a youth German Cup final make me nervous?" Zhou Yi scoffed at Mark's words.
"The Champions League final?" Hearing Zhou Yi said. Mark was a little lost.
Now he only reached the Youth German Cup final at U19 in Dortmund. Zhou Yi thought of the UEFA Champions League final. Should he be said to be whimsical or courageous?
Gotze sitting behind heard Zhou Yi say this. He simply came over: "Yes, Zhou Yi is right. And not only the Champions League final, I will also play in the World Cup finals in the future!"
Zhou Yi glanced at him obliquely, always feeling that Getzie had something to say-the Champions League final is not far away for me, but I am a Chinese, and the World Cup finals are too far away for me!
"World Cup final?" Mark added to the gods.
Zhou Yi patted Mark on the shoulder: "Return to the world. The World Cup final is still too far away for us. Be realistic. Only on the ground can we go further."
Goetze said: "As if the Champions League final is very realistic, let's play today's game first. I don't want to come to Berlin, but go back empty-handed.
During the talk, the car stopped and they arrived.
The little players followed the coaches off the car, without the cheers of the fans gathering, and no media reporters greeted them with long guns and short guns.
Compared with the German Cup finals of the adult team two days later, there are not many people interested in the youth level competition.
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After entering the locker room, everyone began to change clothes, ready to go out to warm up. But after changing clothes, Zhou Yi did not go out with everyone, but took out a digital camera and asked Mark to take a picture of himself in front of his wardrobe.
Holding the camera, looking at Zhou Yi in the frame, Mark pressed the shutter, and then he wanted to return the camera to Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi waved his hand: "Wait, I will take a few more shots in another pose."
Mark rolled his eyes: "We still have to go out to warm up, Zhou Yi..."
"It won't take much time. Hurry, Mark!" Zhou Yi changed his posture again.
In this way, Mark took several photos at the request of Zhou Yi. After Zhou Yi checked the quality of the photos one by one, he put the camera back in his bag and then went to warm up with Mark-and this time, only in the dressing room The two of them are left.
"Did you ever see you taking pictures before the game?" Mark was very strange.
"After all, it's the finals. I took the photos and sent them to my parents. They couldn't come to watch the game. There is no possibility of live TV broadcast in China." Zhou Yi explained. "Then show them the photos and let them know that I am playing in the German Cup final."
"Oh, that's the case..." Mark understands Zhou Yi. His parents and sister will watch this game in the stands. They are so close to themselves. If the audience is small, you can do it yourself. I heard my mother cheering for herself.
But Zhou Yi? His parents are all in China, it is impossible to watch this game, Zhou Yi can not hear their cheering.
Thinking of this, Marco suddenly felt weak.
Zhou Yi, who was far away from his hometown and came to Germany where he was not familiar, was still so optimistic and strong.
And yourself?
You don’t have to stay away from your parents. You can go home at the end of each day of training. You can eat delicious meals made by your mother and play football in your favorite team from an early age.
How could he be so weak that he felt nervous even in a youth German Cup final?
He used to think that Zhou Yi was smart, had a brain, had an idea, knew much, and was willing to listen to him. But now, he really understands why he is willing to listen to Zhou Yi.
Because Zhou Yi's strength and self-confidence have always been the envy and desire of him.
I also want to be confident and strong like Zhou Yi, and walk firmly towards my goal.
Then start today and this game.
Be a confident and strong person who can be independent of others.
Mark followed Zhou Yi and walked towards the stadium.
The tension in the finals gradually faded from him.
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"Have you not done it yet?"
In China's Zhou Yi's home, Li Cuiyun sat next to her husband with a cup of hot water.
Her husband Zhou Jianliang is pressing this button nervously in front of the computer, constantly switching between the desktop and the web page.
"Still working, these are all in English, I don't understand..." Zhou Jianliang pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose~EbookFREE.me~ He turned his head down and turned over an English-Chinese dictionary spread out on the table, using his hand Marking on the dictionary.
"When did the son's game start?"
"We are here at zero on the 30th."
Li Cuiyun glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen: "It's all 11:50, can you do it in ten minutes?"
"I'm trying hard. Anyway, I promise to let you see our son's game!"
"Well, isn't it what you most want to see?" Li Cuiyun finished taking the dictionary. "You go to the Internet to check how to use this software. I'll check it for you if you don't understand words."
"it is good."
"Does this mean registration? You have to register an account first..."
"What does that mean?"
The couple turned to the computer screen, turned the dictionary, and headed together to study. (To be continued.)