"...So you gave up Barcelona and chose Dortmund to play faster?"

In the studio of the sports channel, Duan Xin asked Zhou Yi, who was sitting opposite him.

"Yes. Lamacia has a big reputation, but I think it's probably a long time to play in the first team. I'm already seventeen years old at that time, and what I lack the most is time. So I chose Dortmund..." Zhou Yi, who was sitting opposite Duan Xin, was wearing CK-Jeans' jeans and PUMA's T-shirt

"Then how can you be sure that Dortmund can definitely give you more first-team opportunities?"

"Their head coaches have all come to treat me to dinner. If I don't really pay attention to it, I don't have to do this, right? And judging from the contact with Klopp, he is a very pure head coach, not that kind of conspirator."

"You rarely hear this comment about Klopp. Let me tell you, what kind of person is he like in normal times? All we can see is how he looks in front of the coach's seat..."

"He is a person who is easy to talk about and not easy to talk about, and a person who is easy to get along with and not easy to get along with."

Duan Xin frowned: "You can't understand what you say, it's so mysterious..."

"Yes, getting along with him is a metaphysics!" Zhou Yi said.

Duan Xin was stunned, then laughed: "I know photography is a metaphysics, but I didn't expect that getting along with Klopp is also a metaphysics..."

Zhou Jianliang in front of the TV also laughed, very satisfied with his son's performance just now, relaxed and humorous, and not stage frightened. This is his precious son.

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When Wang Shunquan got home, he saw his son sitting in front of the TV watching TV. Watching TV itself is of course a very ordinary thing, but the extraordinary one is the person who appears on the TV screen.

The man was talking to the camera.

At first glance, it looked a little unfamiliar, but the faint smile on his face still made Wang Shunquan stunned for a while and remembered who he was.

Zhouyi!

The student he thought he would soon forget, but could never forget.

The naughty boy in school was now a big star interviewed by a national-level TV station. Seeing his calmness and calmness in front of the camera, his temperament changed drastically, so Wang Shunquan did not recognize it at the beginning.

In fact, this child has changed a lot... but there are always some imprints in his bones that cannot be changed.

Wang Shunquan recognized it from his smile.

"This Zhou Yi is a student in your school, dad?" The son turned around and saw his father standing behind him, and pointed to the TV screen and asked.

"Yes." Wang Shunquan nodded.

"It's amazing! He is now a world-class star!" said his son excitedly.

Hearing his son say this, Wang Shunquan suddenly asked: "Is he very powerful?"

"Very, very, very...awesome!" said the son of a fan.

"How powerful is it?" Wang Shunquan never watches football or understands football. His understanding of football may be based on some very fixed and outdated information.

"Let me say that, Dad. With him, the chances of entering the World Cup have increased a lot!"

Even Wang Shunquan, who didn't understand football, was moved by this answer, because he knew that Chinese football was very poor and it was impossible to score in the World Cup. But just because of Zhou Yi's joining, it was possible?

In this way, Zhou Yi is really amazing.

The "poor student" who was always criticized by himself at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday in school has transformed himself into a crucial and important person in another field.

Wang Shunquan thought of the words of the old principal Lin Xianrong.

Education is not about shaping you into exactly the same replicas according to a unified standard... Education, while laying a solid foundation for you, is actually about discovering the possibilities in each of you and giving you more possibilities and surprises in your life...

When he heard these words next to him, he was still dissatisfied with them and felt that the old principal's words were too sour.

But now, looking at Zhou Yi on the TV screen, he realized how correct what the old principal said was...

More possibilities and surprises in life... aren't it vividly reflected in Zhou Yi?

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After Zhou Yi finished his interview program on TV, he said goodbye to Shulce the next day. He took a plane back to Qingyang alone. Before taking off, he called his parents and told them that they had boarded the plane.

Then I turned off my phone and waited for the takeoff.

When Zhou Jianliang and Li Cuiyun rushed to the airport to pick up their son, they found that someone was more active than them - the exit of the domestic flights at Qingyun Airport in Qingyang was already full of people.

There are fans and many media reporters carrying cameras.

Zhou Jianliang saw the local TV station's logo.

"Can you still squeeze in?" Li Cuiyun was surprised.

Zhou Jianliang was quite happy because this showed that his son was very popular.

"Stop having fun, we can't get in, how can we let our son see us?" Li Cuiyun complained.

Zhou Jianliang looked around and said to his wife: "Don't worry, I have a way to let my son see us then!"

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When Zhou Yi walked out of the exit, he saw the similar situation as at Capital International Airport again.

The dark crowd and the flashing lights like stars.

Especially the flashlight, for a moment, he could hardly see anything, let alone find his father from all the people.

So he turned his head away by the flash light, and then turned his head... he saw his father.

His father, on one side of the exit passage, climbed up the street lamp pole used by an airport bookstore to make shapes, and opened a piece of cardboard on it, with the words "son" written on it in a black brush.

Under the street light, two female clerks in the bookstore were pointing at Zhou Jianliang and saying, "Sir, don't do this! Sir, come down quickly! Sir, we are forbidden to climb..."

Zhou Yi also saw his mother standing next to her, looking like "I don't know this person."

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi couldn't help but shout: "Dad! Mom!"

The scene, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes followed Zhou Yi's gaze and looked at the street lamp pole...

Zhou Jianliang, who was on the street lamp pole, wrapped his hands around the top decorative light bulb, which was inconvenient to do large-scale movements. He just shook the cardboard in his hand to Zhou Yi and shouted excitedly: "Son!"

The female clerk in the bookstore under the street lamp pole was also stunned. Unexpectedly, such a ignorant middle-aged uncle turned out to be the famous star Zhou Yi...father!

Li Cuiyun stopped, and Zhou Jianliang also looked up at his son.

"We have saved your money," he said.

"Why save it? Use it!"

"Hey, we all have salary now and we don't lack money. Why do we use your money?" Zhou Jianliang said with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yi pointed to the sofa where the refrigerator and seat cushions were worn out, "You have replaced these things."

"It's used very well, what should I change?"

"Where is better? When you hear the sound of the refrigerator compressor, you almost catch up with the tractor. If you look at this TV again, don't you think it's too small? Change to a 50-inch high-definition unit, which is also convenient for you to watch my competition. There is also this sofa, I remember that you carried it from my second uncle's house when I was in the third grade of elementary school, right?"

Zhou Jianliang stopped talking and turned his head to look at his wife.

Li Cuiyun coughed and said to Zhou Yi: "I know I earn a lot of money from playing football, but the risks are also great. Look at those retired athletes, which one is not a single injury? I would say badly that your money is your life-long money, and we cannot use it casually..."

Zhou Yi took a breath: "Mom, can you stop talking about what I said about international mercenaries who went to Africa to fight wars? What about money to work hard? Of course, there are risks in playing football, but the income is also high, with high risks and high returns, which is normal. Besides, if you don't spend money, what motivation will you make money? I chose to take the path of professional football, isn't it just to make our family live a little better?"

“Isn’t it because you like playing football?”

"That's one of the reasons. Mom, let's talk about it, I know you're not happy at work..." Seeing that your mother was about to speak, Zhou Yi quickly interrupted her, "I don't know what those people in your office are like, I don't want to say bad things. Didn't you have a good idea when you were young? Now that your son is rich, you might as well quit your job and start your own business, you can do whatever you want."

"Hey, I always wanted to open a fan teahouse..." Zhou Jianliang next to him was glared back by his wife before he finished speaking.

"Dad, if you want to open it, I will support you. Then you can also hang my photos and jerseys in the store..."

"Thank you son!" Zhou Jianliang compared his son with a V.

"Anyway, I mean it's that simple. Mom. You have raised me for twenty years. Now it's my turn to support you. Don't do it if you are unhappy in your work. This house is too small and you can change it. Anyway, I'm not short of money now."

Zhou Yi said this in a very strong tone, but he had great confidence.

He is now in Dortmund with an annual salary of 1.5 million euros a year before tax. The tax deduction is more than 800,000 euros, which is equivalent to RMB 7.4 million. In Qingyang, a city behind the second-tier cities in the country, this money can already buy three villas, and the remaining money can be bought with another Land Rover Range Rover.

Moreover, Zhou Yi's annual salary is only a small part of his annual income, and the largest proportion of his income is actually various sponsorship contracts.

For example, the endorsement fee CK_Jeans gives him every year is almost as high as Dortmund's annual salary, 800,000 euros.

Puma's contract to Zhou Yi is six years, with one million euros a year.

In addition, the mineral water brand endorsed by Zhouyi in China gives Zhouyi a four-year contract, two million yuan a year.

Not counting Zhou Yi’s fragmentary competition bonuses, but just these easy-to-calculate income, Zhou Yi has an after-tax income of 25.5 million yuan a year.

This money is something that many people can't make in Qingyang City, where the average salary is only 2,000 yuan. Zhou Yi has it in one year, and his future income will be even higher.

This is also the reason why Zhou Yi has such confidence.

"Isn't the purpose of making money to improve your living standards and live a good life? Now that we have such ability, why should we continue to stay in this small house?" Zhou Yi looked around.

He didn't like this little house, he liked it very much because the little house and the surrounding environment had all the memories of his childhood life.

But no matter how beautiful the memories are, people cannot live in memory forever, and they cannot not grow up. So the house is small and capable, so why not move to a big house?

After hearing what Zhou Yi said, Li Cuiyun stopped talking.

Who doesn’t want to live a good life? Who doesn’t like to live in a brand new, bright and transparent house?

Whoever has the ability, who is willing to stay in a small and dark room for the rest of his life?

After a while of silence, Li Cuiyun looked up and said, "I won't quit my job. If your father doesn't work, he can go to a fan teahouse for some time. I don't know what to do. But this house..."

She looked around and said.
Chapter completed!