The Chinese teammates rushed to Zhou Yi and pressed him under him. They pulled Zhou Yi from the ground until Zhou Yi shouted, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"How did you do it?" Sun Pan said affectionately with his arms around Zhou Yi.

"I am a striker!" Zhou Yi raised his head and hummed from his nose.

"No, I said, how did you run up there? Do you still have the strength?"

"So now I can only let you go with me..." Zhou Yi got up all over.

"Damn..." Sun Pan suddenly felt the pressure increased sharply. "Are you heavier than before?"

"It's normal, don't you look at how much sweat I'm sweating."

"Are you water-filled pork?"

The teammates around them burst into laughter.

At this time, He Ying came from the side and raised Zhou Yi's other arm.

This action surprised everyone.

Sun Pan and Zhou Yi both turned their heads and looked at him.

He Ying, who put Zhou Yi's arm on his shoulder, lowered his head and said, "I still remember what you said after we lost to them last time."

"What did I say?" Zhou Yi couldn't even remember it.

"You said that when we meet them again in two months, we might be able to beat them."

After hearing He Ying say this, everyone realized that Zhou Yi predicted today's game two months ago...

Zhou Yi also remembered that He Ying, who was defeated by a crushing defeat, said this. But... that was just to comfort people.

"I want to apologize to you, Zhou Yi."

"Hi, no need to..." Zhou Yi waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, I want to apologize to you, Zhou Yi." He Ying repeated stubbornly. "I used to think you were an idiot, but now I find that I am an idiot..."

The teammates next to him were shocked - He Ying, who had always been arrogant, actually said such words!

Zhou Yi was also surprised.

Under everyone's surprise eyes, He Ying lowered her head and continued, "I have always thought that I am the only one who is the most serious about football. I have doubted your attitude towards football. I also want to apologize to you, you are more serious than me. I am very happy to be a teammate with you."

He never expected that Zhou Yi could get such a high evaluation from He Ying.

He always thought that He Ying was a very arrogant person. He might look down on anyone except himself. But now he heard He Ying say this... To be honest, Zhou Yi was a little proud.

He scratched his head: "Don't say that, He Ying. I'm also very happy to be a teammate with you."

Speaking of this, he looked at his teammates around him: "I'm also very happy to be teammates with you."

"No, Zhou Yi. We are very happy that you are our teammates." Yang Muge said.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Guo Nulian said three "Yes", and then he added. "I, I didn't stutter."

Other teammates also said that they should be happy to be teammates with Zhou Yi.

This team was able to achieve today's miracle with the addition of Zhou Yi.

Everyone knows who creates miracles.

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Seeing Zhou Yi being supported by Sun Pan and He Ying and walking back slowly, Hao Dong finally came back from the excitement after scoring the goal. He said to Xu Yang: "Xu Zhi, hurry up! Let Yang fly over!"

Xu Yang wiped his tears and turned around and was about to run to the bench. As a result, he almost collided with Yang Fei when he turned around.

"I'm here, coach!" Yang Fei said.

When Hao Dong saw him, he stood behind him and nodded: "Then do you know what to do?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Hao." Yang Fei nodded. "Please guarantee that Zhou Yibai won't score!"

Hao Dong looked at the central defender and remembered that when he wanted to replace Zhou Yi with him, he took the initiative to refuse to be replaced. If he had replaced Zhou Yi at the beginning, the ball would probably not exist now.

"Did you know that Zhou Yi could score a goal?" he asked.

"I don't know." Yang Fei shook his head, "but I have expectations for Zhou Yi. I can't explain clearly what the expectations are. Anyway, I just think it's better for him to stay on the court."

"Your choice is right." Hao Dong praised. "Thank you."

Yang Fei was surprised that the head coach actually thanked him.

Seeing his surprised expression, Hao Dong said, "If it weren't for you, I might have really replaced Zhou Yi."

Yang Fei scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

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Sun Pan supported Zhou Yi and asked, "Old Zhou, can you still stick to the competition?"

Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head: "I don't think it can do it anymore."

"That's the old rule." Sun Pan helped Zhou Yi to the side of the field, and the other teammates surrounded them and walked towards the side of the field. "I promise I won't let you make this ball in vain!"

"I promise too!"

"That's right! We must win this time! Defeat Lamacia!"

"Even if they die, they won't score a goal!"

"Then please let everyone!" Zhou Yi said to his teammates.

"Stay rest, keep some energy and wait a moment, we'll celebrate!"

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Taking advantage of the opportunity before the game started, the Chinese team completed the substitution.

Central defender Yang Fei came on the court and replaced Zhou Yi.

When Zhou Yi was over, Hao Dong gave him an extremely enthusiastic hug, followed by Xu Yang, then other coaches, and then his teammates on the bench.

One by one, he carried Zhou Yi over and sent him out. Zhou Yi almost didn't leave much and returned to his seat.

The substitute teammates next to him were still praising him for being "awesome", "cool!" and "a bunker!"

Zhou Yi smiled and accepted all the praises and compliments, without feeling embarrassed.

Because he is really awesome, really handsome, and he is indeed a bunker.

Now he deserves any praise.

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The game on the court continued after the substitution, but Garcia's attention was not on the game. He turned his head and watched Zhou Yi hug those people one by one.

The technical director of the Lamacia Football School has made a decision in his mind.

When the game ends, he will go to find the Chinese side to ask for someone!

He believed that as long as he showed his intention to come before Zhou Yi, it would be absolutely impossible to be rejected - how many children could refuse the call from Barcelona and La Macia?

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Alan Powell took out his cell phone and called his immediate boss, Liam Brady, and then he tried to suppress his excitement and make his voice sound normal.

He asked Brady: "If Zhou turned the situation around on his own and helped the Chinese team defeat Lamacia Youth B team, can we use special genius clauses for him?"

"Are you kidding, Allen? That's the most outstanding team in Barcelona's youth training system, with geniuses gathering! The evaluation is second only to the 87 generation!" Brady felt that Allen Powell was talking nonsense. "87 generation" refers to outstanding players born in the past two years of 1987-1988 by the Lamacia Football School. Their representatives include Messi, Pique, Fabregas and Busquets.

"Then I tell you, sir. Now there may be a few minutes left before the end of the game. The Chinese team leads 2:1, and Zhou just scored the second goal of the Chinese team!"

"How is this possible?" Brady's surprise voice rang out for about a few seconds.

"If you want to watch it, I have the full video of the game, sir. But I am bluntly, sir, if I wait for me to return to London to give you the video, it would be too late. I am not the only scout watching this game, and I also saw that the technical director of Lamacia was also on the sidelines. Do you think they would let a genius go?"

Brady was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Okay, I'll give you this power, Allen. He's pursuing the Arsenal Club and talk to them again."

Alan Powell was excited: "Thank you sir! I promise you that you will be proud of today's decision in the future!"

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Tim Kister twisted his neck uneasyly. He noticed that there were many middle-aged people around him who looked unpretentious. After Zhou Yi scored a goal, he suddenly took out his cell phone from his pocket and started making calls.

He knew that these people must be scouts from various clubs!

Zhou Yi's performance just now was really dazzling! Not only did he break the pressing of Lamacia youth team in the frontcourt and successfully sent the football out, he also rushed directly to the goal, received the pass from his teammates, and scored the football into the goal, helping the Chinese team lead again!

This manifestation seems to everyone to shine.

Those scouts are not idiots without eyes, and of course they know the value of Zhou Yi's performance.

This means that Dortmund has a group of competitors.

Of course, the most terrifying thing is Barcelona. In their territory, if the Chinese team can win, then they will defeat their youth team. Will they not understand the value of Zhou Yi, the core of the Chinese team?

Tim Kister is sure that Barcelona will never stand idly by about the battle for Zhou Yi.

Once they entered the market, the oral agreement between Dortmund and Zhou Yi was fragile like a thin piece of ice.

His eyes were staring at Zhou Yi. He was accepting congratulations and praise from his teammates, with a smile on his face.
To be continued...