After the finals, the team returned to Dortmund with the championship trophy the next day.

Unlike the first team that will have grand parades after winning the championship, the Dortmund youth team that won the championship did not welcome them next to the road along the route.

They took the bus back to Brakel training base, without cheering or applause, and without flowers or beauty.

However, the players of the youth team seem to be used to this kind of no applause, and no one complains about anything.

At the same time, this is also one of the motivations for them to enter the first team - who is willing to remain unknown in the youth team? Who doesn’t want to become a real star in the first team and win cheers?

At Brakel training base, Yebala said to all the players who got off the bus: "Two champions, this season is wonderful for you, and I am very happy that we have achieved such good results. The championship is a good reward for us. So now, thank you for your hard work in this season. You can rest for a while. On July 15th, let us regroup. Now, disband!"

The players cheered excitedly and finally had a good rest!

"Great!" Mark clapped and asked Zhou Yi next to him, "Zhou Yi, are you going home?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yi nodded. Eight months and eight thousand kilometers, this was the longest and farthest time he had left home. He was indeed a little homesick. Of course, he was also indispensable to go home and show off his achievements in Germany. "Mark, do you want to follow me to China for fun?"

Zhou Yi sent an invitation to Mark.

He has often whispered to Mark how developed and modern China is now. He also said that he would take Mark to China for fun, take him to see a truly modern international metropolis, and taste Chinese food.

At that time, Mark also expressed his strong desire to go to China.

So Zhou Yi felt that Mark would agree very happily.

But unexpectedly, Mark's reaction surprised Zhou Yi a little, and he shook his head!

"Uh, let's forget it, Zhou Yi."

"Why, are you afraid that I will take you to China and sell it?" Zhou Yi was surprised, "Don't worry, you can't sell it in China."

Mark rolled his eyes and explained seriously: "It's not the reason, Zhou Yi. In fact, I won't go anywhere during this holiday, so I stayed in Dortmund and stayed at home. Although I really want to go to China, I think there is something more important than going to China this summer."

"What's the matter?"

"These eight months are the eight months I have made the most progress. Zhou Yi, thank you for your help. But I think my progress is still not fast enough and not good enough. So I want to use the holiday time to improve my abilities at home, both physically and technically..." Mark said. "So, China can only go to Zhou Yi next time."

Zhou Yi didn't expect Mark to have such self-consciousness. He was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "That's good. If I hadn't missed homesick, I would have stayed with you, Mark! Because I also feel that I'm not strong enough!"

Seeing that Zhou Yi praised his actions, Mark scratched his head embarrassedly: "Help me say hello to my uncle and aunt, Zhou Yi. I will definitely accompany you back to China next summer!"

"Okay, don't let my pigeon go next year!"

"It must be certain!"

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Zhou Yi, who returned to Mark's house, couldn't wait to call the landline at home.

This is 1:30 p.m. local time in Dortmund, and in China, it is 7:30 p.m. Beijing time.

It just so happened that his parents were coming home from get off work.

The phone rang three times and was picked up.

"Hey, who?" The voice of dad was ringing on the phone.

"Dad. It's me, Zhou Yi." Zhou Yi said.

"Oh, you boy know that you called your home?" Zhou Jianliang's tone changed when he heard his son's voice.

Li Cuiyun, who was busy beside her, stopped her work and listened with her ears.

Zhou Jianliang noticed his wife's little move, so he turned on the hands-free and put the microphone down.

Zhou Yi immediately heard the other side, and some real voices were heard: "International long-distance is too expensive, I'm saving you money..."

"Since you think the international long-distance is expensive, then hurry up and talk about the important things."

"Ah, we just won the league championship, Dad. Double crown! Is it a dick?"

Zhou Jianliang didn't expect Zhou Yi to use this word, and coughed awkwardly. Li Cuiyun's voice sounded next to him: "So that's how you father and son usually speak."

Zhou Yi on the other side of the phone heard his mother's voice suddenly ringing, and was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed his words: "No, Mom. I just won the double championship, and I was a little excited. Ha, a little excited. My usual attitude towards chatting with my dad is very serious and upright... Then what, our season is over, and there is half a month off, and I plan to come back..."

"Are you coming back?" Zhou Jianliang was a little surprised. "Okay, hurry up and book the air ticket! What do you want to eat? Say, let your mother make it for you!"

"Meat, a lot of meat!"

"Don't you want to be a professional player? Eating so much meat makes you lose weight..." Zhou Jianliang suddenly reacted, "You still have to gain weight?"

"Well, the coach said I'm still a little thin."

"Okay, then just eat beef." Zhou Jianliang glanced at Li Cuiyun. His wife was already writing recipes in the notebook, and asked without raising her head: "When will you go to the first team, Zhou Yi? When you left, didn't the school keep you a year's student status?"

"Hi, Mom, I have won two championships in the youth team. Why are you going back to study?" Zhou Yi, who just became the double champion, is now full of information. He didn't dare to say this in front of his mother.

Zhou Jianliang looked at his wife nervously from the side, afraid that she would get angry.

"Oh, okay." Unexpectedly, Li Cuiyun just asked and didn't want to say anything.

Zhou Jianliang breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhou Yi was also a little surprised by his mother's reaction, and he fell silent on the phone for a moment.

Li Cuiyun asked: "Is there anything else?"

"Uh... it's gone." Zhou Yi replied.

"I'll die if I'm gone, it's the international long distance." Li Cuiyun was still thinking about the fact that the international long distance money was more expensive than domestic local talks.

"Oh, OK..."

Zhou Yi obediently hung up the phone and held the microphone. He was still stunned - why did his mother say what she said when she didn't plan to go back to school? Usually, she would always teach herself a lesson.

If I can’t quite understand, I won’t think about it anymore. Anyway, my mother didn’t nag and it would be a good thing for Zhou Yi herself.

Zhou Yi, who put down the phone, was about to go upstairs to book a plane ticket to return to China. Just as he had just walked upstairs, the phone downstairs rang again.

Mrs. Wagner, who was baking cookies in the kitchen, was wiping her hands while answering the phone, while Zhou Yi did not stop.

But as soon as he walked to the door of his room, he heard Mrs. Wagner's shout: "Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi! Come down and answer the phone!"

Zhou Yi was surprised that no one ever called Mark's house to find him...

He went downstairs suspiciously and saw Mrs. Wagner holding the microphone and squeezing at him: "The club called."

Zhou Yi took the microphone and said, "Hey, I'm Zhou Yi."

"Hi, Zhou Yi, I'm Ricken."

"Ah, Mr. Ricken." Zhou Yi didn't expect it was the youth training director Russ Ricken who called him. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Well, can you and Mark Wagner come to the club in the afternoon?"

"Bracker?"

"right."

Zhou Yi was very surprised: "This... can I ask what's going on, Mr. Ricken?"

"Of course, good news, the club intends to sign a professional contract with you two."

Zhou Yi was stunned with the phone receiver.

"Hey, Zhou Yi? Are you still here?" Ricken didn't hear Zhou Yi talking, and thought the line was broken.

Then he heard Zhou Yi's howl from there.

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO——!!”

This sudden scream scared Ricken so much that he almost dropped the mobile phone in his hand. Even if he quickly took the phone away from his ear, he was still grinning.

※※※

Mark was playing games in his room, and Dortmund, whom he controlled, was playing the Champions League final with Barcelona. The game was in the 88th minute, and the score on the field was still 0:1, Dortmund lagged behind Barcelona.

Mark seemed very nervous - he forgot to save the game before this game! If he lost this game, it means that all his efforts this season were in vain, and Dortmund would lose the club's highest honor, the Champions League.

He was so anxious that he almost grabbed the handle and water out of it.

At this moment, after a sophisticated and lucky successive pass, Mark poured the ball into Barcelona's penalty area, and he later re-established his own virtual character and received the ball.

You can shoot now!

Just as he was about to press the shooting button, suddenly!

A sudden wolf howl came from the downstairs outside the door!

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO——!!”

Mark, who was already sweating in his palms, tragic hand slipped when he pressed the shot button... The handle flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!