"Zhou Yi, why are you running out to bask in the sun without sleeping at noon?"

Just as Zhou Yi was dreaming of making money by selling He Ying's signature, he suddenly shouted behind him so scared that he dropped all the money in his hand.

After realizing it, he didn't go to see who was calling him, but quickly rushed to the ground and started to pick up money!

Fortunately, at this time, there was no wind in the training base, otherwise Zhou Yi would have cried...

After he finally picked up all the money from the ground, he had the intention to turn his head and look at who was the one who was suddenly attacking behind him.

To his surprise, the team's head coach Hao Dong was looking at him with an interesting look and the pile of wrinkled money in his hands.

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Hao Dong met Zhou Yi's back while lowering his head and rubbing his head. Unexpectedly, during the prescribed lunch break, the boy ignored the discipline and came out to run around. He couldn't help but scold him, but what he didn't expect was that Zhou Yi's reaction was very fierce - he actually dropped a pile of money on the ground!

Next, he stood there and watched the whole process of Zhou Yi picking up money. He was agile and quick, as if he was afraid that someone would come and grab it like him.

When Zhou Yi got up and saw him after he asked, "Why don't you take a nap?"

"Well……"

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Zhou Yi never expected to run into the head coach. He was not sure if he was selling He Ying's signature to let the head coach know. But he still pretended to be calm, his brain was running rapidly, making excuses and making reasons.

After all, even if he didn't sell his signature, he wouldn't sleep in the dormitory during his lunch break, and running out to wander around was a violation of discipline.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the banknotes that were still held in his hand, and suddenly he was inspired.

"Ah, I went to the ATM outside to withdraw money..."

"What money is withdrawn? You don't have to spend money here, food and accommodation are free." Hao Dong hugged his hands in front of his chest and said with his head tilted.

"That... I'm used to having some money in my pocket, so I can feel at ease. This is purely... my little hobby..." Zhou Yi continued to defend himself.

"What bank's ATM can withdraw twenty yuan?" Hao Dong pointed to the banknotes in Zhou Yi's hand.

Zhou Yi felt that he had heard the sound of the cooling fan of the CPU inside his brain running at high speed, and it was buzzing. He suddenly thought of Chu Ling, which must mean that his brain was working at full capacity!

He must come up with a reasonable explanation in a very short time, and also control his facial muscles and not make strange expressions.

"This...ah, it's too hot. I bought an ice cream at the convenience store outside... After eating, I broke the money and bought some stationery. After all, I still have to do my summer homework..." Zhou Yi was just about to like his urgent wisdom, so smart!

This excuse is really flawless!

Hao Dong nodded and did not continue to get involved in the money matter, but instead shifted the topic, but the topic changed so much that Zhou Yi was stunned.

"Zhou Yi, I have a suggestion that you can think carefully. Don't play forward in the future, and switch to midfield, organize midfield and midfielder."

Zhou Yi was frozen there and there was no reaction.

"Stop playing for the forward", "change the midfield", "organize the midfield", "forward midfield".

Every word and every word that Hao Dong said was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Zhou Yi one by one.

"Why... why, coach?" Zhou Yi stuttered.

He has played for more than ten years, and the forward is the most popular one, and the pleasure of scoring goals is unparalleled.

He originally thought that his position in the audition finals was just a temporary cameo, and after the game, he would return to the forward position he was most familiar with and liked.

"Because you are more suitable to be an organizer," said Hao Dong. "I was impressed by your performance in the finals."

"That was just a temporary cameo...I played blindly..." Zhou Yi quickly defended.

Hearing him say this, Hao Dong laughed: "It's so good to play blindly, then wouldn't it be better if you play seriously?"

Zhou Yi was speechless when he asked this. He was busy defending himself, as if he had tricked himself into it.

At this time, even the urge to wisdom is useless.

Seeing that Zhou Yi had nothing to say, Hao Dong spread his hands and smiled: "I know you like to play forward because the forward is the most popular. I am also a forward when playing football. Compared to my midfield teammates, I am indeed more famous. But when we play football, we can't just look at which position is more popular and choose where we choose. In that case, players all over the world may choose to play forward."

Zhou Yi remained silent.

Hao Dong saw that Zhou Yi was still unwilling to give up. He chose to express his attitude with silence, so he asked: "I ask you, Zhou Yi, why do you play football? Interests and hobbies? Or have higher pursuits? If you are just for your interests and hobbies, where to play is your freedom, and it is good to play forward and show off. But if you want to have higher pursuits, then you must carefully choose the position you play, not play what you like, but choose what you are good at."

Zhou Yi raised his head to answer the question, but his mouth opened, but no sound popped out.

Yes, why is it playing football?

He thought it was a very simple question, but he didn't expect it but didn't know how to answer it.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was speechless but couldn't say it, Hao Dong waved his hand: "You don't have to answer me now, and I didn't let you decide what position to play right now. Anyway, you will still be physically training during this period. You can think about it slowly. It's not too late to say it after you think it clearly. Now, go back to sleep. If you don't sleep at noon, you will lose energy in the afternoon. The afternoon training can be heavier than in the morning."

Zhou Yi said goodbye to Hao Dong, turned around and walked towards the dormitory building. He put the money in his pocket and the problem in his heart.

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After the day of training, Zhou Yi, Sun Pan and Yang Muge went to have a meal together. After the meal, Zhou Yi took the initiative to go for a walk with the two of them.

Sun Pan hopes that someone can chat with him.

He and Yang Muge are roommates. Yang Muge are good at everything, but they are a little too quiet. Most of them are said that Yang Muge listens quietly, but has few interactions. This is not enough for Sun Pan.

Zhou Yi was the only person who could keep up with his speaking speed, so he was very happy that Zhou Yi was willing to take a walk with him.

"Then let's go!" Sun Pan immediately stood up and pulled Zhou Yi to leave.

While he couldn't wait, Yang Muge silently folded the plate he left on the table on his plate, then picked it up, followed Sun Pan and Zhou Yi to the outside. At the door, he placed the plate on the operating table, and then quickly caught up with the two people in front.

"I lead the way, this training base is big! The area we usually do is here on the football field. Let's go for a walk on the golf course today." Sun Pan, as the first group of players to enter this training base, is already relatively familiar with this training base. He confessed to Yong to lead the way.

So the three of them walked side by side to the depths of the training base.

"Hey, why do you two choose to play football?" Walking on the road, Zhou Yi asked Sun Pan and Yang Muge.

"Why do you play football?" Sun Pan didn't expect Zhou Yi to ask this question.

"I like football." Yang Muge replied.

"But if you like football... you don't have to choose to take the career path, right?"

"If you have the ability, of course it's better to take the career path?" Yang Muge replied. "It must have been because he liked it at first, but later he found that he could still take the professional path, so he worked in this direction."

Zhou Yi thought about Yang Muge's words.

Sun Pan put his hands behind his head and walked his eight-character steps: "How is it that complicated? I just want to make money! Although the football environment in our country is not as good as before, the money you can earn when playing football is more than when you go out to work, right? Besides, I am the one who wants to become the main goalkeeper of the national team. Will you still make less money then?"

Zhou Yi did not expect that Sun Pan was so confident in his own strength.

"Don't you like football?" Zhou Yi asked.

"I can't say I like it, but I don't hate it either. Actually, I played basketball before." Sun Pan said, jumping up and grabbing the branches on his head.

Zhou Yi looked up from below and saw that he could never touch this height, but Sun Pan felt very relaxed. Although he was the tallest among the three, he could also tell that the bouncing was very good.

"Then why did you change to play football?" Zhou Yi was very curious.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just beat a fool who was owed. Unfortunately, that fool was the son of our team coach... and then I was fired. But I made a fortune, so I beat that fool to the hospital for two months! Haha, it's great!" Sun Pan didn't mean "unspeakable" when he talked about this. On the contrary, he said that he was flying everywhere and dancing, as if he was promoting his glorious record.

Zhou Yi didn't expect that there was a story behind Sun Pan. Only then did he understand why Sun Pan was not afraid of Guo Nu, who was as irritable as a mad dog. It turned out to be a veteran who had been through the battlefield for a long time...

"What about you?" Yang Muge turned his head to look at Zhou Yi and asked while Sun Pan was talking nonsense.

"Yes, where are you, Zhou Yi?" Sun Pan also looked at Zhou Yi.

"I...at first, of course, it was because I like football. My dad was a fan, especially the hardcore one. He trained me to like football." Zhou Yi replied.

"What about the future?" Yang Muge asked. "You have joined our team now and went to Europe. What's the reality show over? Will you go back to school and continue your studies?"

"What book should I read?" Sun Pan shouted next to me. "When I think of studying, my mind hurts!"

Yang Muge ignored his roommate, but looked at Zhou Yi and waited for his answer.

"...I don't know." Zhou Yi shook his head.

His highest goal in the initial auditions was to be able to participate in reality shows, obtain the qualification to play football in Europe, and then compete with those European teams. As for what happened in the future, he really never thought about it.

"Don't you consider taking the professional route?" Yang Muge asked. "In this team, except for you, we are all from the professional football club echelons. If you can come in, you must be very capable."

"Yes, I must have the strength, although we have never seen you play football..." Sun Pan added next to him.

Zhou Yi scratched his head, looking very distressed.

He has been thinking about this issue for the past half day, otherwise he would not have asked for a walk on his own initiative. He just wanted to find some answers from Yang Muge and Sun Pan.

"Don't you want to be a professional player?" Yang Muge asked when he saw Zhou Yi being silent.

"Who doesn't want to be rich and famous?" Sun Pan answered on behalf of Zhou Yi.

This is what most people think, but at this time, Zhou Yi's face appeared in his mind.

His mother firmly opposed him playing football. She was able to allow him to join the school team. Playing football in school was the best result after he and his father fought for a long time.

"My mother wants me to take the college entrance exam." Zhou Yi said, "She doesn't like me playing football. She is worried that I will be injured. Moreover, in this football environment, playing professional football is not a good choice..."

Yang Muge interrupted Zhou Yi's nagging: "The key is whether you think about it yourself?"

Before Zhou Yi could answer, Yang Muge said again:

"Everyone has his own Atlantic Ocean to fly. No matter what you want to do, against tradition, public opinion, and so-called "common sense" opposition... that is an Atlantic Ocean. I fly over the Atlantic because I want to do this. Because of the matter itself, in a person's heart, I want to do something, and I like to do it; concentrate all the energy of a person on it... that is not only the most reliable guarantee of success, but also faithful to yourself."

Zhou Yi and Sun Pan both looked at Yang Muge in surprise.
To be continued...