After coming out of Bracker's training base, both of them sat in the car without saying a word.

Although Old Wagner was a little strange, he didn't ask too much. He was not the kind of person who likes to talk too much.

So the three of them were silent in the car and returned home.

When eating, both of them seemed to be worried, just burying their heads in eating, but not talking.

This is really unusual for two people who always made the atmosphere hot at the dinner table.

Mrs. Wagner asked her husband what was going on.

Her husband looked back at her with a look, "I don't know."

Mrs. Wagner asked her husband with anger: "How come you don't know?!"

"They didn't say anything." Old Wagner felt a little aggrieved.

"You don't know how to ask!"

"What do I ask?"

Just as the couple used their tacit understanding to communicate through their eyes for many years, Mark pushed the plate and said, "I'll eat it, you can use it slowly."

Then he got up and walked towards his room.

Not long after, Zhou Yi also stood up and left.

Looking at the backs of the two children, Mrs. Wagner's eyes were filled with worry.

Although she didn't know what was going on, the fool knew that the current situation must be wrong.

But she couldn't help much, so she could only do it in a hurry.

This feeling is the most uncomfortable being a mother.

If it weren't for Zhou Yi, she would have been so silent, and she would have wanted to ask what happened to Zhou Yi.

But now that Zhou Yi is worried, she is not able to speak out.

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Mark did not ask Zhou Yi to come to his room for special training tonight. Maybe he thinks the special training is meaningless?

And Zhou Yi didn't go to find Mark.

The two of them are in their own room, each with their own thoughts...

This may be wrong. Mark must be worried, but Zhou Yi returning to his room is not a sign of the dining table.

He turned on his computer, logged in to QQ, and began to process messages that he had not been posted for several days.

It is no different from every ordinary night, and it seems that it is not affected by daytime events at all.

On QQ, Zhou Yi told his parents that he had played a formal league game at U19 and performed well, and his main position should have been stable.

But he didn't say anything about Mark.

After processing the message on QQ, Zhou Yi opened the search engine, entered "Is there any god in this world?" in the search box, and then pressed Enter...

※※※

Unlike Zhou Yi who surfed the Internet in front of the computer, Mark returned to his room and turned on the game console and entered the game saver.

Then he stared at the personal attributes of his character.

After countless nights of hard work, I, who had mostly white data, have become a world-class forward.

Eighty or ninety are not a small number of data.

Thinking back to the data when Zhou Yi just built this character, it is terrible.

At the beginning, I felt that Zhou Yi had set it too badly for him and did not conform to his true self.

Now he suddenly felt that Zhou Yi was right. That was his real strength, just so unbearable!

Instead of being a glamorous data like now, a world-class striker...

This is virtual, fake, and unreal. It can only exist in the hard drive of the game console, and it cannot be projected into reality.

In reality, I am like a clown, and my only function is to use my clumsiness to make others laugh.

Such an self may be as my sister said, not suitable for professional football.

Didn’t Gece say that he was useless after leaving Zhou Yi…

I am not worthy of staying in U19.

Maybe he doesn't deserve to stay in Dortmundri...

Mark pressed the selection of his character and selected the delete key. A window of "OK or No" popped up from the screen. He hesitated for a moment, but still pressed "OK".

He deleted the character Zhou Yi worked hard to establish in the game, although this character scored goals like cutting melons and vegetables with his cooperation with Zhou Yi. Together with Zhou Yi's virtual character, he helped Dortmund win all the championships he could win.

But that is virtual after all, and meaningless.

No matter how good you perform in the game, you cannot change your disbelief in reality.

Special training... in the end it is meaningless!

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Zhou Yi sat in his room, but his ears were always listening to the movements next door.

He knew that according to Mark's habit, he would go downstairs to take a shower every day before going to bed.

He is waiting for Mark to take a shower now.

Sure enough, when he heard the sound of opening the door from next door, he jumped up from the bed and rushed to his door. As the footsteps in the corridor gradually drifted away, he opened the door and quickly slipped into Mark's room.

Then he got into Mark's bed, lay down, adjusted his breathing evenly, and waited patiently.

※※※

Mark came back from taking a shower, went into the house and closed the door, fell directly on the bed, got into the quilt, and he was about to go to bed.

Zhou Yi was lying on the floor and could clearly hear Mark's movements turning over on the bed and his breathing.

He didn't know if Mark tossed and turned like this every night when he went to bed, but he did turn over and turn a little frequently today.

The bed above kept creaking, and Zhou Yi even suspected that Mark could not sleep.

But now Zhou Yi has no choice but to lie on the ground and wait.

Waiting for Mark to fall asleep, but before he fell asleep, he was in a state of half-sleeping and half-awake. This is the time needed in Zhouyi's plan.

After waiting for a while, Zhou Yi heard Mark's breathing sound gradually becoming even, and the frequency of tossing and turning was significantly reduced. Zhou Yi knew that the opportunity was coming.

So he lay on the floor and called Mark's name lightly.

"Mark Wagner." He did not say in his tone, but tried to make his voice low and thick, more like the voice of a middle-aged man.

Not to mention, he was really imitating and his tone was very stable.

Of course, this is all thanks to his fortune, who has been very interested in crosstalk since childhood. When he was a child, he was interested in crosstalk for a while... What is the emphasis on crosstalk? It is to learn to sing.

Learning is imitation.

Zhou Yi imitated the voice of a middle-aged man and continued to call Mark.

"Mark Wagner."

After calling out several times in a row, after increasing the volume bit by bit, Mark on the bed finally reacted. He turned over or sat up directly from the bed.

"Who is it?" His voice was filled with confusion that had just been woken up from his sleep. "Who is talking to me?"

"It's me." Zhou Yi said with a tight voice.

"Who are you?" Mark must have been looking around on the bed, but he didn't see anyone, so he felt a little frightened in his voice.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I know who you are. Mark Wagner, a teenager who loves football and Dortmund clubs, is determined to be a professional player and wear Dortmund's jersey. Am I right?"

“Uh…no.”

Unexpectedly, Mark's answer was different from before.

"That's just a past tense," Mark said in a low voice. "I don't actually have the talent and ability to be a professional player, and I can't play for Dortmund..."

When Zhou Yi heard Mark's words, he sighed in his heart. If he hadn't pretended to be a fool, he might not have asked Mark's words in his heart.

"Why? Because you're not doing well in training?"

"No, it's not the reason... I found that I was useless except relying on friends..." Mark continued to say in a low voice.

Zhou Yi cursed Goce in his heart, and it was indeed that boy! Even if he was right, could he not say such things in front of Mark? It would be nice to tell me in private!

"Then why don't you think about so many people in the team, why is it that you are the only one who can 'rely rely on' your friends? And no one else can do it?"

"Maybe...because...he lives in my house?"

"No, it's because you have your strengths, and your strengths can work better with your friends. If you give up on your dream that you have been persisting in for many years just because of this reason, then I can only say that I'm very disappointed with you, Mark Wagner."

"You are afraid of your dreams, and you are defeated and crushed by them."

After saying this, Zhou Yi stopped saying a word. He lay quietly under the bed without even taking a breath.

"Eh?" Mark seemed to have not realized that the mysterious person who was talking to him suddenly disappeared. He was hit in his heart by the last sentence and stood in bed.

Am I afraid of my dreams, and I was defeated by my dreams?

Dreams are a wonderful thing, why am I afraid of it?

Are you afraid of dreams because you cannot realize them?

Is it because dreams put too much pressure on me?

Are you afraid of dreams because you are worried about the consequences after the dream fails?
Chapter completed!