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

Mark, who was sitting on the bed, was still recalling this sentence in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this sentence made sense. I am afraid that only God could say such a reasonable thing?

Am I lucky that God has come?

This idea just came to Mark's mind, but he felt something was wrong.

In the movie, aren’t the gods always accompanied by visions, which makes everyone around you know that the gods appear?

Why didn’t God react when he showed up in his bedroom?

His room was not filled with a hazy and soft light, and there was no ethereal and wonderful fairy music in his ears? And the cute and holy little angel?

If God really appeared, this scene would be too shabby, right?

wrong……

Although Mark sometimes has a slow mind, he is not stupid and still doubts about things that go beyond common sense.

He carefully recalled the conversation just now and found that the voices he was talking to him... seemed to be coming from below?

God is under the bed?

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Zhou Yi lay under the bed without saying a word, and did not dare to take a breath. He had finished all the words, hoping that Mark would be fascinated by the last "Chicken Soup for the Heart" and told him not to continue asking, and it would be best to just fall asleep in contemplation.

After he fell asleep, he could leave quietly.

Otherwise, it would be a pity to lie on this hard and cold floor all night.

Just as he held his breath and concentrated, a burst of flipping sound suddenly appeared on the bed. Then a face appeared in front of Zhou Yi: "Zhou Yi?!"

Zhou Yi was startled by the sudden face and sound. He raised his head up reflexively, and then he ran into the bed frame with a "bang" without any suspense.

"ah!"

With a terrifying howling, he immediately covered the back of his head and lay on the ground.

"God" accidentally kowtowed...

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"So you are worried that I will not recover, and are afraid of pretending to be a ghost under my bed?" Mark sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Zhou Yi who was sitting on the chair next to him and rubbing the back of his head.

"What does it mean to pretend to be a god? I just pretend to be a god, and I didn't make a ghost." Zhou Yi said with a grin, and he felt a bag bulging on the back of his head, which was a huge price... "People say that they are trying to get into trouble for their friends. Mark, I'm bulging on my head. Shouldn't you thank me?"

Mark smiled: "I never doubt your friendship with me, Zhou Yi. You are my best friend in my life! But next time if you have anything to say to me, don't go under the machine, just say it to me..."

"Do you think I'm willing to go into the bottom of the bed?" Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, "The bottom of your bed is full of your smelly socks and dirty shoes. I'm almost smoky, okay? But if you don't do this, would you listen? Look at your performance today, it's similar to losing your soul. I don't pretend to be a god. Are you willing to listen?"

Facing Zhou Yi's complaints, Mark also fell into silence.

His performance today was really too negative, and he knew that this was not good. But his mood was like this at that time. He really couldn't perform normally. He wouldn't say that he couldn't play in the game. He wanted to train hard during training, but was scolded by the head coach. Finally, Gotze told him that he was not qualified to play football in U19 at all... One blow after another, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy, not strong in his mind, and he really couldn't stand it.

"I'm sorry, Zhou Yi. I've made you worried..." Mark lowered his head and whispered.

"Stop talking about this, if you can cheer up, it will be worth it." Zhou Yi waved his hand and got up and wanted to leave. He was sleepy and wanted to go to bed.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was about to leave, Mark hurriedly said, "But I still wonder why you said that, Zhou Yi."

“How to say it?”

"Why am I afraid of dreams? What are the things to fear for in dreams?"

Zhou Yi spread his hands: "There is nothing to be afraid of in dreams? Then think about your performance during the day today."

As soon as he talked about this, Mark felt depressed.

"I'm not afraid of dreams, I just realize I'm whispering..." Mark whispered.

"Isn't that just fearing dreams? In your heart, this dream is too powerful and you can't realize it, so you retreat and become cowardly. What's this not fear?" Zhou Yi leaned against the door frame, crossed his chest and asked Mark.

"This is to recognize reality and know it yourself!" Mark retorted.

"First of all, this is not reality. It is impossible to realize your dreams. This is a guess in your own mind. Second, you haven't even tried hard, how do you know that you definitely can't realize it?"

"Why haven't I tried hard? I worked so hard in training! What's the result? I became the target of being ridiculed! I messed up everything, and even the coach couldn't bear to see it anymore! Didn't Gotze say that, my strength is not worthy of staying in u19 at all!"

Mark Wagner's emotions suddenly burst out and he yelled.

Mrs. Wagner, who was sleeping in the bed, suddenly sat up from the bed.

"What are you doing..." Old Wagner was awakened by his wife's actions.

"I heard Mark shouting..."

Old Wagner lifted his head off the pillow and listened with his ears, but there was no sound.

"You're dreaming? Go to bed quickly..." Old Wagner turned over.

Mrs. Wagner frowned and continued to listen, but there was no sound.

"Strange..." So she muttered and got back into the bed.

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As Mark yelled excitedly, Zhou Yi didn't say anything, but just stared at him calmly.

After he finished yelling, Zhou Yi asked, "Is there any more?"

Mark stared at him, gasping and not speaking.

Seeing such a Mark, Zhou Yi snorted: "Stop being pretentious, Mark. It's just a training class, or you are only willing to work hard for a training class to realize your dream, right?"

Mark was stunned when he heard Zhou Yi say this. He didn't answer for a while. Yes. After all, this matter is just a training class...

Zhou Yi struck while the iron was hot and said, "It's understandable that you didn't play the first game, but I thought you really understood... It turns out that you were just pretending to be a casual excuse. Well, I admit that I was too whimsical before, thinking that you can go smoothly with me to u19. But in fact, football is more complicated than we imagined. If you want to play in u19, if you want to nail Schneider to the bench, you have to work harder. You have to work harder than when you were in u17. But this effort is not just one training class."

"It's too early to say that you're destined to be unable to realize your dream. If you really think so, then I'll doubt whether your dream is just a joke."

Zhou Yi looked at Mark with a serious face.

Mark was completely speechless by Zhou Yi's words and could not speak.

"Now, is there any other problem?"

"I...I don't want to rely on you, Zhou Yi...but I really don't know what to do..." Mark said with a sad face.

Zhou Yi walked up and patted Mark on the shoulder: "This is not dependence, Mark. I am your friend. If my friend is in trouble, I will of course help me. If I am in trouble, won't you help me?"

"I will, Zhou Yi, I will definitely!"

"So, there's nothing to care about, we just help each other. Of course, if you want to develop better, you really need to improve your own strength. At least you have to score goals without my assists. If you still want to be a Dortmund legend, you have to do that."

After Zhou Yi said this, Mark felt a little more relieved. Zhou Yi did not dislike him as his burden, nor did he feel that he was a burden.

"I know, Zhou Yi, I also want to improve my strength, otherwise why did I work so hard in training? But... I don't know what to do... I, I can't find the direction..."

Zhou Yi said to Mark: "Don't worry, Mark, there are always ways. But first improve your own abilities. This is absolutely true. Your shooting skills need to be improved, otherwise if you have the chance, you can't shoot in, it won't work. You can't expect that every time you pass the ball, it's not difficult to shoot, right?"

"Yes, I really want to improve my personal abilities..." Mark remembered the character he deleted. That virtual Mark had a shooting attribute of up to ninety-two.

"So it's said." Zhou Yi spread his hands. "The improvement of technical ability is not something that can happen overnight. It's useless to be anxious now. Let's practice. Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed first..." He yawned.

"Okay, go to bed, go to bed first..." Seeing that Zhou Yi was so sleepy that he was yawning, Mark felt embarrassed to continue asking questions, although he had many questions in his mind now.

Zhou Yi seemed to understand this, so he said to Mark: "Don't think about anything now, don't think about the future, don't think about dreams, and don't think about how to do it. Just go to bed. When you wake up, everything will become better, and nothing is a matter. Good night, Mark."

After saying that, he waved goodbye.

"Good night, Zhou Yi. Thank you." Mark also said goodbye to Zhou Yi.

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What made Mrs. Wagner happy was that during breakfast the next day, she secretly and carefully observed the performance of the two children and found that although they were not as good as having fun, they were much better than last night.

Although she didn't know what happened to cause the children to perform like yesterday and today's change, no matter what, she felt much more at ease when the two children could gradually return to normal.

In football, she really can't help her son too much.

My son did change after Zhou Yi arrived.

She hopes that her two children will have a smooth career path.

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After arriving at the training ground in my father's car, Mark got out of the car and walked around the driver's seat, and said to his father: "Dad, come and pick me up half an hour later."

Old Wagner didn't ask him why, but nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Yi looked at Mark strangely.

"I want to practice more, Zhou Yi." Mark said to Zhou Yi. "Practice my shooting more. Then you will have to wait for me after you finish the training..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, then I'll practice my physical fitness in the gym." Zhou Yi was unwilling to waste the half hour of waiting. Since Mark was practicing more, he would do it too.

Anyway, he really needs to continue to strengthen his physical fitness now.

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The two entered the locker room. After a while, Gotze also came.

After seeing the two, he walked straight towards them, then stood in front of Mark, and said to Mark, "I am here to apologize to you, Mark. I thought about it all night and felt that what I said yesterday was a bit too much. I hope you don't take it to your heart..."
To be continued...