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: "Don't you sleep well?"

Mark pointed to his dark sockets and said, "Do you think I'm sleeping well now?"

"Well……"

"I don't know when I fell asleep, and then I woke up very early..." Mark said with a frown.↑,.

"You can't do this, Mark. There is a final today. If you don't have a good rest, how can you score on the court then?"

"It's because of the final!" Mark said. "When I think of the final, I get nervous, and I can't sleep when I get nervous..."

"It seems that there is still a lunch break after we have lunch. Don't think of sleeping well at that time." Zhou Yi got up. "If you still can't sleep, I can help you."

"How to help?" Mark asked.

"Call you out!"

Mark rolled his eyes.

After lunch, Mark did go to the lunch break by listening to Zhou Yi's words. Perhaps because he didn't have a good rest, he fell asleep this time after Mark went to bed.

When Mark woke up from the bed, Zhou Yi was reading a book on the sofa in the room.

Hearing the movement on Mark's bed, he asked, "How are you sleeping?"

"It's great." Mark stretched and yawned again.

"That's good, our champion has a chance!" Zhou Yi closed the book and said.

"Hey, don't just say it seems that I'm counting on me to win the championship..." Mark complained, "I'll be nervous if you do this..."

"We are a trident. No one in the trident is right, and it will not be able to exert the full power of the trident. In addition, if this puts pressure on you, when you go to the first team in the future, you will be more stressed. Aren't you going to retire early?" Zhou Yi gave Mark a blank look, "What do you say when you retire when you retire? 'Ah, I think the competition in the first team is too fierce. There are 80,000 people watching in a game. So many camera lenses are facing me, I am too stressed. I won't play anymore, I will go home and be an ordinary person!'What do you think?"

"Shun died."

"Isn't that all?" Zhou Yi spread his hands. "Mark, if you want to be what you think, treat this German Cup final as an exercise."

"I understand, Zhou Yi." Mark nodded.

Zhou Yi is right. If you want to become a qualified professional player, you must be able to withstand pressure. If you can't, then give up as soon as possible.

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"Did we come too early?" Mrs. Wagner stood in the stands at the Berlin Olympic Stadium, empty wherever she saw.

This is a comprehensive stadium that can accommodate 75,000 people, with blue and white track and field tracks, but there are not many people sitting in the stands of this stadium now. People are scattered in the stands on all sides, sparse.

"How many spectators can there be in the youth team competition?" Cortana said.

"But this is the German Cup final!" Mrs. Wagner retorted her daughter.

"It's the Youth German Cup, mom. If my brother hadn't entered the final, we wouldn't have even watched this game on TV. There were so many people who came to watch the game on the spot. It was already very good." Cortana said.

Mrs. Wagner sighed, feeling sorry for her son's performance in the German Cup final, which was not seen by more people.

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When the bus on 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 are there no one?" Mark looked around for a long time and saw only a few Dortmund fans.

"It's a youth team competition." Zhou Yi looked outside and said.

He watched the German Olympic Stadium during the 2006 World Cup live broadcast, but today it is the closest he has to the World Cup final.

"Zhou Yi, why do I think you are not nervous at all?" Mark turned to look at Zhou Yi and said.

"What's so nervous about this?" Zhou Yi said, pointing to the empty outside.

"No, it has nothing to do with the number of people. It's the German Cup final," said Mark.

"We are going to play in the Champions League final in the future. How could a mere Youth German Cup final make me nervous?" Zhou Yi scoffed at Mark's words.

"Champions League final?" Mark was a little lost when he heard Zhou Yi say this.

Now that he has just reached the Youth German Cup final at Dortmund U19, Zhou Yi actually thought of the Champions League final. Should he say he is whimsical or has the courage?

When Goce, who was sitting behind, heard Zhou Yi say this, he simply fell over and said: "Yes, Zhou Yi is right. And not only the Champions League final, I will also play in the World Cup final in the future!"

Zhou Yi glanced at him squintingly, and always felt that Gotze had something to say. The Champions League final was not far away to me, but I am a Chinese, and the World Cup final was too fucking far away to me!

"World Cup Final?" Mark added to God.

Zhou Yi patted Mark on the shoulder: "Return to the spirit. The World Cup final is still too far away for us. Be more realistic and down-to-earth can we go further."

Gotze said: "It seems that the Champions League final is very realistic. Let's play today's game first. I don't want to come to Berlin, but I go back empty-handed."

While talking, the car stopped and they arrived.

The young players got out of the car with the coaches. There was no cheering from the fans gathered, and no media reporters greeted them with long guns and short cannons.

Compared with the German Cup finals of the adult team that were held two days later, there are not many people interested in the junior level competition.

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After entering the locker room, everyone started to change their clothes and prepared to go out to warm up. However, after Zhou Yi changed his clothes, he did not go out with everyone, but took out a digital camera and asked Mark to take a photo of himself in front of his wardrobe.

Holding the camera and looking at Zhou Yi with a po-colored look in the view frame, Mark pressed the shutter, and then he wanted to return the camera to Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi waved his hand: "Wait, I'll change my position and take a few more photos."

Mark rolled his eyes: "We still have to go out to warm up, Zhou Yi..."

"It won't be too late. Hurry, Mark!" As he spoke, Zhou Yi changed his posture again.

In this way, Mark took several photos at Zhou Yi's request. After Zhou Yi checked the quality of the photos one by one, he put the camera back in his bag and went to warm up with Mark. At this time, the only two of them were left in the locker room.

"I haven't seen you take photos in the competition before?" Mark was very surprised.

"After all, it's the final. I'll send it to my parents after taking photos. They can't come to watch the football live, and there's no live TV broadcast in China." Zhou Yi explained. "Show the photos to them at that time and let them know that I'm playing in the German Cup final."

"Oh, so that's it..." Mark understood Zhou Yi. His parents and sister would watch this game in the stands. They were so close to him. If there were fewer audiences on the scene, they might even hear their mother cheering for him.

But what about Zhou Yi? His parents are both in China, so it is impossible for him to watch this game, and Zhou Yi cannot hear their cheers.

Thinking of this, Marco suddenly felt that he was simply weak.

Zhou Yi is still so optimistic and strong when he is alone and comes to Germany where he is unfamiliar with his hometown.

And what about yourself?

You don’t have to stay away from your parents. You can go home after every day after training, eat delicious and delicious meals made by your mother, and also play football in your favorite team since childhood.

How could I be so weak that I felt nervous even in the final of the Youth German Cup?

He used to think that Zhou Yi was smart, had brains, had ideas, and knew a lot, and he was willing to listen to him. But now, he truly understood why he was willing to listen to Zhou Yi.

Because Zhou Yi's strength and confidence have always been what he envied and longed for.

I also want to be as confident and strong as Zhou Yi, and move forward unswervingly towards my goals.

So let's start from today and from this game.

Be a confident and strong person who can not rely on others.

Mark followed Zhou Yi and walked towards the stadium.

The tension in the finals faded away from him.

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"Have you not done it yet?"

In China, at Zhou Yi's home, Li Cuiyun sat next to her husband with a cup of hot water.

Her husband Zhou Jianliang nervously pressed this button in front of the computer, constantly switching between desktop and web pages.

"I'm still working on it. These are all in English and I can't understand..." Zhou Jianliang pushed the glasses on his nose, then lowered his head and flipped over an English-Chinese dictionary that was spread out on the table, and gestured on the dictionary with his hands.

"When did my son's game start?"

"We're here at midnight on 30."

Li Cuiyun glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen: "It's eleven and fifty. Can you do it in ten minutes?"

"I'm trying hard, I'm sure you can see our son's game anyway!"

"Isn't you the most you want to read?" Li Cuiyun took the dictionary after saying that, "You go online to check how to use this software? If you don't understand words, I'll help you check it."

"good."

"This means registration, right? You have to register an account first..."

"What does that mean?"
Chapter completed!