The Dortmund U19 players are celebrating the championship. This is the first national champion of their group of players, and it is of great significance.

At the beginning of the season, they may have never considered themselves able to win a national championship near the end of the season.

Mark wrapped Dortmund's scarf around his head, like an old farmer in northern Shaanxi. He took off his jersey and tied it to his waist. He was naked, jumping with his teammates, waving his fists and shouting.

Gotze, who was interviewed by reporters, seemed a little absent-minded. He glanced at his teammates from time to time, obviously wanting to celebrate with them, rather than standing in front of the camera for an interview.

Where is the Zhouyi?

When Goce was interviewed, Zhou Yi squatted on the ground and quietly approached Goce from behind, then stood up suddenly and poured a bottle of water in his hand on Goce's head!

The female reporter who interviewed Gotze screamed because she was also splashed with water.

Goce was even more caught off guard, shivering his neck and trembling.

When he turned around, Zhou Yi had already run away with laughter.

Goce could only pretend to be calm, maintain his image, and continue to accept interviews, but the water that was still dripping down from his head made it really difficult to maintain his image...

The female reporter who came back from the shock could not help laughing when she saw Gotze's appearance: "It seems that everyone is happy to win the championship."

Gotze could only say helplessly: "Yes, they are all very excited."

"So let's continue the topic just now and won the championship in the youth team. Will it make you rekindle the fire of hope to go to the first team?"

"Of course, my goal is the first team, I'm eager to play in the professional league, and I'm working on it."

"So will this championship be a good weight?"

"I don't know, I hope it is." Gotze did not hide his ambitions. But his expression now, coupled with the hair that was pressed against his forehead and the water dripping down his brows, was really funny...

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While Dortmund players celebrated, the podium on site was also being built with great tension.

Soon, the stage was ready.

Players from both sides gathered at the podium, waiting to receive their respective medals, Freiburg U19, although they lost the game, they could still get a silver medal.

But they all reached the finals, who still wants a silver medal?

The players of Freiburg U19 were not in high spirits while waiting for the award, which was in sharp contrast to the Dortmund players who had been singing and dancing.

After finishing the interview, Gotze returned to the team. When Zhou Yi saw him, he said, "There is a saying in China that is called 'When will the revenge be revenge', which means not to avenge with revenge, tolerate and let go. This is the ancient wisdom of the Chinese with a long history. Do you understand, Mario?"

How could Gece not know what Zhou Yi meant when he said this? He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Zhou Yi. I'm not as bored as you."

When Zhou Yi heard Goce say this, he smiled with confidence: "Of course. Besides, you are the future of German football, and you must also pay attention to maintaining your image. So many pairs of eyes and camera lenses are looking at you..."

While the two were talking, the players of Freiburg U19 had finished receiving the prize. Although there were silver medals hanging around their necks, they all walked down from the table with their heads hanging down, and then watched from the side.

It's the championship team's turn to go up and receive the award.

More than 2,000 Dortmund fans in the stands did not leave the court. At this time, they cheered and applauded, and welcomed the young Dortmund U19 players to the stage to receive the award.

Although it is a youth-level German Cup competition, the award presenter is still the award presenter of the German Cup finals, the German Football Association Chairman Zwanziger.

This is also to show the German Football Association's emphasis on youth football.

When Zhou Yi came on stage to receive the gold medal, Zwangziger looked at him specifically because he was the only Asian face among the two teams, and he was inevitably a little curious.

After finishing the large amount, he hung the gold medal around Zhou Yi's neck and then stretched out his hand to him.

Zhou Yi held his hand.

"Congratulations, Chinese boy, you performed very well."

"Thank you, sir." Zhou Yi replied politely. In front of the German Football Association, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

Ziwangziger was also very satisfied with what Zhou Yi showed. He nodded and let go of Zhou Yi's hand.

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"The competition is over, right?" Li Cuiyun yawned. She looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer again, "Stop tossing, go to bed."

Her voice was filled with tiredness.

She never stayed up late today until two o'clock, and she couldn't stand it anymore.

But her husband Zhou Jianliang, who was sitting in front of the computer, was still unwilling to give up. He looked at the rotating icon in the black window of the player on the screen that said it was buffering and said, "The competition is over and there is an award ceremony."

"Are you so sure that our son can win the championship?"

"I have to take the runner-up too. Besides, I believe he must be the champion!" Zhou Jianliang was very stubborn on this issue.

Seeing that her husband was so determined, Li Cuiyun stopped talking and sat quietly beside her.

Although Zhou Jianliang said it firmly, he was actually a little panicked inside. After two hours of doing this, he didn't even look down on his son at all. He didn't know if his efforts this night were worth it in the end.

What if you don’t succeed in the end?

But when he thought that he had worked hard all night, he searched the web page and was from English-Chinese dictionary, and even used the electronic dictionary he bought for his son. If it still didn't work, he might not even sleep that night.

Just when Zhou Jianliang was unwilling to give up, a green live broadcast suddenly flashed in a black player window!

Zhou Jianliang was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "I have it!"

Li Cuiyun, who was already sitting next to her dozing, was woken up by her husband's throat. She opened her eyes and saw the award ceremony on the screen.

Yes, it was the awards ceremony because she saw a stage and someone was talking about the handover of the trophy to the players wearing jerseys.

"Is it Zhou Yi?" she asked.

"No, the team's captain is the team's captain, and Zhou Yi is not the captain." Zhou Jianliang said as he leaned his face towards the computer screen, hoping to find Zhou Yi in the crowd.

But unfortunately, the resolution of this live broadcast is really not high. After the player window is enlarged in full screen, it is basically a full-screen mosaic.

It is almost impossible to recognize your son from a bunch of people.

But Zhou Jianliang was still very happy because he worked hard all night and had a result. Moreover, his son really won the championship and saw the clothes worn by the team in the cup. It was Dortmund's jersey!

"Look, I'm right, my son must be the champion!" Zhou Jianliang pointed to a mosaic screen and said to his wife, his tone as if he was showing off his treasures.

"Yes, yes, you are right, look at how proud you look!" Li Cuiyun gave her husband a blank look.

Zhou Jianliang smiled without hiding his pride.

At this time, the screen suddenly cut into a close-up, giving the Dortmund player a close-up. Zhou Jianliang didn't know this person. However, the camera was cut open quickly, giving Gotze a close-up.

Zhou Jianliang knew this person. Zhou Yi always mentioned him during the chat and showed them photos, saying that this was the main force of German football in the next ten years. He was a very powerful person named Mario Gotze, who was just a little funny.

After Goze's close-up, another close-up appeared in the camera without warning!

"Son!" Zhou Jianliang shouted excitedly.

Li Cuiyun was also excited and stared at the computer screen.

Although the picture is a bit blurry and there are still many mosaics, because it is a close-up, the son's face can still be seen very clearly.

It's indeed her son.

"It seems to be a little dark..." she murmured. "I've also gained a little weight..."

"That's called 'strong'!" Zhou Jianliang corrected his wife. "Have you heard from your son that he has eaten a lot of protein powder during this period?"

Next, he looked at his son who was jumping with his teammates on the stage and laughed loudly.

Li Cuiyun glanced at her smirking husband, but she did not quarrel with him. Instead, she looked at her son.

The smile is still so familiar, but there are some different things between his eyebrows, which he doesn't have at home.

It is not maturity or self-confidence, but a kind of satisfaction and happiness that comes from the heart and achieves the goal.

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After the cup was over, the cheerful Dortmund players returned to the locker room and were still celebrating.

They turned on the prepared champagne and sang and danced in the locker room naked.

Another repertoire is that everyone takes turns taking photos with the trophy.

When it was Zhou Yi's turn, Mark picked up the camera, Zhou Yi held the trophy and arranged the poop color.

But the moment Mark pressed the shutter, Gotze suddenly came out and sprayed all the bottle of champagne on Zhou Yi!

The teammates watching the fun around burst into laughter.

Zhou Yi was caught off guard and was soaked in a slap. The scene of his embarrassment happened to be frozen in the camera's memory card by Mark...
Chapter completed!