Chapter 12 Zhou Yi, the "Big Shot Rejection Machine"

Zhou Yi returned to the team to celebrate their victory. His teammates crowded around him, but they were all interested in the story between him and Barcelona.

"Zhou Yi, Barcelona is poaching you?"

"What did you say?"

"What about Dortmund?"

Faced with everyone's questions, Zhou Yi spread his hands. "I rejected them…"

A gasp went up from the crowd. "Holy crap! You even rejected Barcelona?!"

"Zhou Yi, are you crazy? That's Barcelona! Do you know how much we want to go there?"

"Yeah, exactly!"

"Zhou Yi, I think you should be called 'Big Shot Rejection Machine'! You're the real deal, rejecting big clubs like Arsenal and Barcelona like it's nothing!"

Zhou Yi was very pleased with everyone's reaction—that's right, I'm so awesome for daring to reject these big clubs!

He held his head high and gladly accepted everyone's praise.

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While Zhou Yi was surrounded by his teammates, He Ying was standing in front of Garcia.

"...We are delighted with what you showed in the game, kid. So I want to ask you if you are interested in continuing your studies at La Masia Football Academy?" Garcia asked He Ying with a smile and a kind attitude.

You couldn't tell that he had just been a little embarrassed and angry by Zhou Yi's resolute rejection, and had even said things like "you'll regret it."

Faced with Garcia's olive branch, He Ying nodded vigorously almost without hesitation, somewhat excited, "I am willing! Mr. Garcia!"

This young man, who was so calm when facing scoring opportunities on the field, was rarely excited.

But it's not surprising. This was He Ying's ultimate goal in participating in this reality show. Being able to join the team he had liked since he was a child was something he dreamed of.

When this opportunity was placed in front of him, there was absolutely no way he could say anything other than "I am willing."

Garcia saw He Ying's excited look and nodded with satisfaction. A bright smile appeared on his face—this was the normal reaction of a normal kid when receiving an invitation from La Masia.

He Ying's performance made him regain some face. The unpleasantness of being rejected by Zhou Yi became a minor episode, not worth mentioning, and he didn't want to mention it again.

He shook He Ying's hand. "Although we still have some procedures to go through with your club, I want to say in advance—welcome to ‘The Quarry’!"

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The Chinese teenagers' celebration at La Masia finally came to an end. They had been very excited and ecstatic when they defeated the La Masia youth team.

But this emotion would soon pass, lasting at most a week.

It was just a victory in a game. Life had to go on, and winning a game couldn't put food on the table.

What they were more concerned about was whether they could have European club scouts contacting them like Zhou Yi.

This was how they could change their destiny by participating in this reality show.

But unfortunately, except for Zhou Yi and He Ying, no one else had been notified that scouts were looking for them.

This was the case until they got on the bus and left La Masia.

Everyone was a little depressed, although they hadn't shown it on the outside.

Seeing that Arsenal, Dortmund, and Barcelona had all come to find Zhou Yi, but he only chose Dortmund, it was impossible for others not to have any thoughts in their hearts.

But he deserved such treatment.

It was not surprising that He Ying was chosen by La Masia either. He was the top scorer in this Chinese team, and in this game against the La Masia youth team, he also had a goal and an assist, which was very eye-catching. It was natural for Barcelona to take a fancy to him. It was even less surprising than Zhou Yi.

What about the others?

So in the end, they just came to Europe for a tour?

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However, children are, after all, easy to forget unpleasant things. When they returned to the hotel and found a sumptuous celebration dinner prepared in the restaurant, everyone quickly dropped the idea of studying abroad and focused on the cuisine of Barcelona and Spain.

Xu Tao, on behalf of the production team, and Hao Dong, on behalf of the coaching staff, congratulated the players on their historic victory and announced the successful conclusion of the reality show.

It was perfect to be able to use such a hard-won victory as the end of the show.

Xu Tao was happy, and Hao Dong was also happy.

What a sensation this last episode would cause when it was released…

Xu Tao was happy for the ratings, while Hao Dong was happy for the significance of this event for the development of Chinese youth football.

Perhaps this show would set off a new wave of youth football in China?

It is said that the Football Association is in consultation with the Ministry of Education to promote football in schools. Maybe this show will become a catalyst after it is broadcast?

You know, Zhou Yi is a genuine student player. He is simply the best spokesperson and proof that excellent football talents can be cultivated after football enters schools.

But can we cultivate a second Zhou Yi?

Hao Dong turned his gaze to Zhou Yi.

His teammates started to boo. "Zhou Yi! Sing another English song! This time, you're not allowed to sing the alphabet song!"

"Okay!" Zhou Yi raised a stick-shaped bread to his mouth like a microphone, but just as he opened his mouth to sing, Sun Pan shouted, "You're not allowed to sing 'Happy Birthday' either!"

"No 'Merry Christmas' either!" Li Xiang echoed.

Zhou Yi hummed, "Are you kidding me? What do you think I am? How could I sing such low-level songs? This time, I'm not only going to sing English songs, but I'm also going to sing Chinese opera in English!"

"Boo—!" There was a burst of boos, and everyone thought Zhou Yi was bragging. They thought either English songs or Chinese opera alone would be difficult, but combining the two would be even more difficult.

But after the boos, everyone looked at Zhou Yi seriously, listening carefully. They were curious about how Zhou Yi would sing opera in English. They all knew that Zhou Yi always had all kinds of quirky ideas in his head, just like Forrest Gump's box of chocolates, and no one knew what the next one would taste like.

Liang Qiqi, sitting in the corner, did not participate. He was disdainful of Zhou Yi's limelight. He snorted, then picked up his glass, ready to take a sip of juice, which was a bit salty.

Just as he had just drunk the juice into his mouth, he heard Zhou Yi's strange, ghost-like singing: "Liu_Brother—said_wrong! said_wrong! who_say—woman_no_better_man?!"

"Pfft!" Liang Qiqi not only sprayed the juice in his mouth, but also choked into his nose and trachea, and he coughed violently.

However, his cough was completely drowned out by Zhou Yi's unrestrained, ethereal singing.

Zhou Yi's voice made a sharp turn in the air: "two_Birds_on_the_tree, on_the_tree! green_river_and_hill, smile—in—the——face——!"

Liang Qiqi coughed even harder when he heard this sentence.

However, his cough was drowned out by the huge laughter and table-slapping of his teammates, and no one noticed that there was such an uncomfortable person in such a happy and joyful occasion…

Hao Dong and Xu Tao were also amused by Zhou Yi's performance, and Xu Tao asked the staff next to him, "Did you film this?"

After receiving an affirmative answer from the other party, he applauded Zhou Yi with satisfaction.

The effect of this segment was much better than if he had racked his brains to find highlights in the show.

Hao Dong, on the other hand, shook his head with a smile on his face.

No, we will never be able to cultivate a second Zhou Yi. Because this kid… he can't be cultivated! His personality and ability are naturally formed, as if he popped out of a stone, unique.

Xu Yang wiped away tears of laughter beside him. "This kid has ruined classic Henan Opera and Huangmei Opera! But, it's really interesting!"

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After the celebration banquet, the coaching staff did not stipulate that everyone had to go to bed before ten o'clock this time. Everyone could play as they pleased, and it was okay to play all night.

Zhou Yi did not train bitterly. He, Sun Pan, Yang Muge, and Guo Nu gathered in the room of the substitute goalkeeper Lai Cong, using a PS3 brought by Lai Cong to play Pro Evolution Soccer matches. Nearly ten people were squeezed into the room, cheering and booing for goals, losses, victories, and failures in the virtual game.

"Damn it! This ball doesn't go in! Sun Pan deserves to be a goalkeeper for the rest of his life!"

"It's the controller's problem, not mine!"

"Oh oh oh! This ball is beautiful! Yeah yeah yeah yeah!!"

"Lucky shot! It must be a lucky shot!!"

"I'm invincible! Who can beat me?"

"Wait, I'll switch to my best formation!"

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He Ying didn't join in the fun. He was reading in his and Zhou Yi's room, still the Catalan textbook. However, he was frequently interrupted by the exclamations and laughter from next door, but he didn't show any impatience.

He just smiled and shook his head, then continued to mutter the Catalan words.

In such an exciting and beautiful day, He Ying seemed to have become less particular and serious, as if anything could be accepted and tolerated.

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Zhou Yi played very late before returning to his room. He Ying was already asleep.

Zhou Yi tiptoed into the shower and quickly entered the world of FIFAoL3 after lying down.

"Congratulations, Zhou Yi." As soon as he entered, he saw Chu Ling's smiling face. "You finally defeated the La Masia youth team."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Nothing is difficult in this world, except for Zhou Yi!"

After bragging about himself, Zhou Yi looked at the familiar training ground and his teammates, who were as motionless as wooden chickens because they had no instructions, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

For the past two months, all his efforts had been to defeat the La Masia youth team. To this end, he worked hard to train, and then competed with his opponents in Europe.

But now, the last game was over, and they had won.

But after winning?

Suddenly, he felt a little empty.

Seeing Zhou Yi looking around, silent and speechless, Chu Ling asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just feel… the task is completed, the goal is achieved, and suddenly I don't know what to do."

"What you have achieved is just a short-term goal." Chu Ling said. "Have you forgotten what your long-term goal is?"

Zhou Yi suddenly realized—that's right! I am a man who wants to become a football superstar!

He immediately became motivated. "Okay, let's train!"

But Chu Ling stopped him. "Wait, Zhou Yi. Do you still want to train with them?"

She pointed to those teammates.

Zhou Yi was also stunned. He looked over, his eyes sweeping over them one by one.

Virtual Sun Pan, virtual Yang Muge, virtual Guo Nu, virtual He Ying, virtual Li Xiang… Although they were expressionless and looked like mannequins in a store window, Zhou Yi had long overlapped them with his lively teammates in reality.

He suddenly understood what his emotions were before. It was not the emptiness of being at a loss after achieving his goal, but the reluctance to say goodbye to these teammates.

In reality, the show was over, they were going back to China, disbanding in Beijing, and going their separate ways. He would go to Dortmund, He Ying should be going to Barcelona, ​​what about the others?

Where does Sun Pan go? Back to his Liaoning team?

What about Yang Muge?

What about Guo Nu?

Will we still have a chance to meet again after we all return to our respective clubs?

Will we part ways and drift further and further apart on different paths in life?

Just like in Pu Shu's song.

They are all old, where are they?

We will just like this, each rushing to the horizon…

"They…" Zhou Yi looked at these teammates and said, "Can they stay?"

"Yes, but it's meaningless. You won't have the chance to train or compete with this team again in the future. This team was originally formed temporarily to shoot a TV reality show." Chu Ling explained.

"It's meaningful if they can stay." Zhou Yi said, "Keep them, Chu Ling. Even if I don't train or compete with them, I hope they stay in this world, just like I will keep them and these days in my memory."

"Okay." Chu Ling nodded, and then Zhou Yi saw a golden light appear on the virtual teammates, lighting up one after another. There were more than a dozen golden lights on the entire training ground. For a time, the light was so bright that he had to squint his eyes and turn his head away.

When the light disappeared, he dared to turn his head back and found that the training ground no longer had those teammates.

"They have entered your career review. When you want to see them, you can enter the career review to find them." Chu Ling explained. "Now, even this training ground will enter the review."

As soon as she finished speaking, the scene around Zhou Yi changed, and the scene shook and dispersed like water waves. After about a few seconds, the picture was reorganized, and he appeared on a completely unfamiliar training ground, and around him, there was also a new batch of teammates, wearing… Dortmund jerseys.

"This is…"

"Dortmund club's training base located in Brackel town, this field is dedicated to the youth team." Chu Ling introduced.

"So these teammates are the teammates I will meet in the Dortmund youth team?" Zhou Yi asked, pointing at the foreigners. Many of these foreigners were Dortmund youth team players he had competed against in virtual games.

"That's right. You can learn about their abilities by opening their attribute panels." Chu Ling said.

Zhou Yi scanned around and found that some familiar faces were missing, such as Götze, and the center Schneider.

"Where are they?" Zhou Yi asked.

"Schneider went to the u19, Dortmund's top youth team, not long after the game with you." Chu Ling explained. "As for Götze, he went to the first team."

Zhou Yi opened his mouth wide.

First Thiago, now Götze… one by one they all went to the first team.

There is still a long way to go just to catch up with them.

However, the news of Götze going to the first team also made Zhou Yi a little excited in addition to envy—this shows that Klopp is really a coach who is good at promoting young people, as long as he has the ability, age is not a problem at all. It seems that my choice of Dortmund was completely correct!

Thinking of this, he shouted full of fighting spirit: "Then come on! Let's start training!"

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ps, test everyone, does anyone know which two operas Zhou Yi sang in English?

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