“Hey, Chu Ling. Does this system have any golden fingers that can increase my physical fitness?”

This was Zhou Yi’s first sentence after seeing Chu Ling.

Chu Ling shook her head: “You want to rely on training here to improve your physical fitness? Minimal effect.”

“Uh…” Zhou Yi scratched his head in disappointment. “Didn’t you say it was effective for both body and brain training?”

“It is effective, but the effect of physical training is minimal. It's not that there's no effect at all, it's just that compared to your brain training, it's much less, and it's not worth investing a lot of energy and time in training it. Physical training mainly relies on your training in the real world to improve.” Chu Ling continued.

“So, training physical fitness here is useless?”

“It’s better to use it to enhance your awareness and tactics, and accumulate enough experience. Football, in the end, is a game of experience. Even if you are exceptionally talented, you still need a lot of experience, otherwise you won’t know how to correctly handle every ball in the game.”

“Understood, understood…” Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly, still somewhat dejectedly saying, “Then let’s begin…”

For him, the most urgent thing now is physical fitness, but he can't train physical fitness in his dreams, a remedy too far away to quench his thirst.

So he made a decision: “Chu Ling, can you wake me up an hour earlier than usual?”

This system in his brain can also be used as an alarm clock, which Zhou Yi discovered later during his training in his sleep. It's a bit like a biological clock; at a certain point, a person automatically wakes up.

It's just that a biological clock can't be set in advance like an alarm clock, ensuring you wake up when the time comes.

But now that he has Chu Ling, Zhou Yi can set his own biological clock at will.

If he says he’ll get up at seven o'clock, he can wake up at seven o'clock.

“Why an hour earlier?” Chu Ling asked.

“I want to do morning exercises.”

“Okay, no problem.” Chu Ling lowered her head and was silent for a second before looking up and saying to Zhou Yi, “The alarm clock has been set to wake you up at seven in the morning.”

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At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhou Yi opened his eyes on time from his sleep.

He turned his head and glanced at the bed next to him. He Ying was still asleep, without any movement.

It's really not easy, this is actually the first time I've gotten up earlier than him… Seeing He Ying sleeping, Zhou Yi couldn't help but think.

Then he lifted the quilt, saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, Zhou Yi didn't care, although yesterday he didn't remember how he took off his clothes and how he lay on the bed, but Sun Pan and the others must have helped him clean up.

When he got up, Zhou Yi felt some soreness in his body, which should be the sequelae of yesterday's overexertion.

However, according to Guo Nu, that sports fanatic, this is normal. The accumulation of physical fitness is achieved by emptying your body time and time again to expand and increase the upper limit of your body's exercise capacity. When an ordinary person starts exercising, they may only be able to run one kilometer before they are exhausted, and the next day they will feel sore, but as long as they persevere, they will soon be able to run two kilometers, three kilometers, and eventually even run ten kilometers in one breath without stopping, which is not a difficult task.

This is the body adapting.

Physical fitness training is to make the body adapt to this amount of exercise.

Zhou Yi understands the principle, but… it still hurts!

He grimaced, slowly got out of bed, and began to put on his clothes and shoes.

Before putting on his shoes, he saw a pair of sandbags placed next to the shoes.

They are Lao Guo's treasures.

Zhou Yi tied the sandbags to his calves and then put on his shoes.

After putting on his shoes, Zhou Yi slowly slipped off the bed and began to try to move his body, stretching his chest and pressing his legs, all of which made Zhou Yi grimace.

After doing it repeatedly several times, Zhou Yi felt that he could finally adapt to this pain, and he didn't have to grimace every time he made a movement.

Perhaps this is the body getting used to it?

After warming up, Zhou Yi tiptoed out the door to go for a morning run.

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When He Ying opened his eyes, the sky outside the window was only slightly bright. He lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and began to put on his clothes to prepare for his daily morning exercise.

But when he got up after putting on his clothes, he was surprised to find that the bed next to him was empty!

The quilt was open, and Zhou Yi was not on it.

Did this kid go to the bathroom?

He Ying walked to the bathroom door. The door was open, and there was no one inside.

He Ying walked to the other side of Zhou Yi's bed—he was afraid that Zhou Yi would roll over in his sleep at night and fall off the bed to the other side.

But there was nothing on the carpet here either.

It's really strange…

He Ying shook his head. Zhou Yi is becoming more and more mysterious now, and he is already like a dragon, with only his head and tail visible.

I don't know what he's doing.

He Ying didn't think too much about it. He simply washed his face with cold water, put on his shoes, and went out for a morning run.

He Ying is definitely one of the few exceptions among Chinese players, who runs every morning, has a regular routine, loves peace and quiet, and loves to read.

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When He Ying had just gotten up, Zhou Yi had just walked out of the hotel door.

He looked at the deserted road at the roadside, the streetlights had not yet been turned off, and yellow spots of light were scattered on the road.

The temperature in Europe in October is still a bit low in the morning, and Zhou Yi couldn't help but shiver after just coming out of the warm quilt.

I still have to run, it'll be warmer when I run.

Zhou Yi turned left and ran forward along the road.

Just as he had just left, He Ying also walked out of the hotel lobby and turned to the road going to the right.

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Maybe it was an illusion, when Zhou Yi raised his hand and looked at the electronic watch on his wrist, he found that he had been running for half an hour, but… it didn't seem as tiring as yesterday. Yesterday, he also ran for half an hour and shouted that he couldn't do it anymore.

Is this saying that my body has begun to gradually adapt?

This discovery made Zhou Yi very excited, so he decided to run for another half an hour!

But just ten minutes later, Zhou Yi began to regret it, because he felt the feeling of being out of breath that he had felt when he ran on the treadmill for half an hour yesterday…

His feet were also as heavy as if they were filled with lead—although they weren't filled with lead, they were filled with sand…

Damn, it's only ten minutes better than yesterday!

Zhou Yi was a little disappointed. The small progress made him feel no sense of accomplishment.

He ran back panting, his speed had dropped a lot compared to when he first started running, because he really couldn't run anymore.

When he was almost at the hotel, he was already walking slowly, his mouth wide open, panting, sweating profusely, and walking slowly, his body hunched over, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

But he finally managed to move back to the hotel and didn't really lie down outside.

After entering the hotel, Zhou Yi slowly moved back to his room, then went straight into the bathroom, without even taking off his clothes, he turned on the shower. Then he leaned weakly against the wall, letting the cold water from the shower pour down from the top of his head, but Zhou Yi didn't feel cold at all. He was covered in sweat now and extremely hot.

After a while, the cold water turned into hot water.

Zhou Yi still didn't move. Leaning against the wall, he slowly slid down and finally sat on the ground. He felt his heart beating very, very fast, so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

From departure to return, this trip took him one hour and forty minutes. The main time was spent in the second half, because he was too tired and really couldn't run. Also, there was no handrail to support his body, so in the end, Zhou Yi could only choose to walk instead of run. In this process, there were several times when Zhou Yi really felt that he was going to die. He was so tired that he couldn't breathe at all, and every step seemed to consume all the strength in his body.

In this one hour and forty minutes, he didn't know how many times he had the thought of "I will never run again tomorrow," especially in the back, this thought occurred very frequently and had become a conclusion—I'm just not running tomorrow, I won't run even if you beat me to death!

He didn't know how long he sat in the water before he felt a little better, slowly got up, and prepared to take off his clothes and take a shower.

Taking off his completely soaked clothes, Zhou Yi saw the electronic watch on his wrist.

This black and blue electronic watch was his seventeenth birthday gift. His father bought it from the domestic specialty store of an internationally renowned brand. His father didn't say how much it cost, but Zhou Yi later checked it online himself. The specialty store price was three thousand. The functions were very cool, such as dual sensors that can measure altitude, air pressure, temperature, and solar panels. It was said to be waterproof to 200 meters, shockproof to 10 meters, and had automatic radio wave time calibration…

In order to test whether the watch was really waterproof, Zhou Yi once soaked the watch in a basin filled with water, but after being discovered by his mother, he was severely scolded: "They say it's waterproof to 200 meters, so are you going to throw it into Bei Lake to test it!"

Zhou Yi aggrievedly said, "But Bei Lake is not 200 meters deep, is it?"

Then he was hit on the forehead by his mother…

However, the waterproof effect of this watch has also been verified, it is really good, it is completely no problem to not take it off when taking a bath or something.

Looking at this, the most expensive thing he had on his entire body, Zhou Yi thought of his father.

It's been more than a month since he came to Europe. To be honest, he didn't really think about his parents at home, because it was an international long distance call, he didn't even call his parents. His mind was on the colorful world of Europe, and the football of the colorful world. He was immersed in the mood of challenging the European giants.

The home in the distance was just a symbol and had no special meaning.

But now, seeing the watch, he thought of his home, and thought of his parents.

He thought of his father accompanying him to the audition, busy before and after, running around, using up ten days of paid annual leave for this purpose, and also asking the leader for leave, and a whole month's bonus was gone.

He thought of his mother's disapproval of the path he insisted on taking at the train station, and her evaluation of him: "Zhou Yi, I am your mother, I know you best. You can't persevere in many things for even three days. You say you will go all out? But I have never seen you go all out."

At that time, he was very angry that his mother didn't even believe him, was she really his mother!

But now it seems… his mother said three days, but this time he didn't even persist for one day.

She really is his mother!

Before leaving, he also planned to act cool and say, "I won't come back if I don't make it!" Now it seems that his mother is right, moving your lips is the easiest and cheapest thing in the world.

But… is he going to continue to be looked down upon by his mother like this?

When he returns home, how will he face his mother and father?

No, this is too embarrassing!

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after the day after tomorrow… he will have to do morning runs like this every day from now on!

I just don't believe I can't make it!

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PS, two things.

The first thing is that the football diary I wrote during my time in Madrid has been updated on the Qidian Chinese website's public platform. It is my words about what I saw, heard, and thought in Madrid, and there are many photos. If you are interested in football in Madrid, or what I am doing in Madrid, you can follow the public account of Qidian Chinese website on WeChat, which has serial updates. Another thing is that our book is on Sanjiang and is being voted on. I hope everyone will not forget to vote for Sanjiang. You can receive one vote a day. Although it is not necessary to get first place, it is really not good-looking to not even be in the top five now… I think the quality of this new book is still very good, so I am still very confident in the book. Thank you everyone!