Chapter 6 You Have Your Advantage

There is a youth team game on Sunday, but it has nothing to do with Zhou Yi and Mark. Because they were not selected for the final game squad at all.

Since it was an away game, there was no need for them to follow the team to the away game. They would just watch from the stands, and the journey would be tiring.

Mark seemed to be used to the fact that he was not selected for the squad for the competition. He slept in at home and didn't get up until almost eleven o'clock.

And Zhou Yi asked the club to arrange his language teacher from evening to afternoon, so that he could have an extra hour of class.

Since you don't have to go to training and competition, it's better to learn German.

The German teacher is also very satisfied with Zhou Yi's progress. Originally, the club arranged for him to have two classes a week, but due to Zhou Yi's strong request, it became a daily class. The teacher is naturally happy to see the results, because he charges according to the class hours, and the more class hours he has, the more his income will be.

Any teacher likes motivated students, whether they are from China or Germany.

After today's class, the teacher praised Zhou Yi's learning attitude and progress speed: "I think maybe it won't be long before you don't need me to teach you."

Zhou Yi said: "I don't have a problem with you, teacher, but I hope I don't need to go to class tomorrow!"

The teacher smiled: "If you just want to learn the most basic daily conversation, then I really don't have to use it tomorrow. But if you want to learn in depth so that you can communicate fluently when you communicate with people from all walks of life in the future, Then I have to come tomorrow."

Zhou Yi thought for a while: "Then you should come tomorrow!"

The teacher clapped his hands and laughed: "See you tomorrow, Zhou Yi!"

"See you tomorrow, teacher..." Zhou Yi replied with some frustration.

As soon as the teacher left, Mark came to visit his room: "What's going on?"

"Come on!" It's okay anyway, Zhou Yi will not easily refuse to play games. "Teach you to be a man!"

"Tch! Who will teach whom!" Mark was not to be outdone.

The two started fighting while sitting in front of the TV in Mark's bedroom. Mark chose Dortmund as usual, while Zhou Yi chose Barcelona.

He felt that when he was playing the game,

I also read the game as if I were actually playing it, thinking about how to play every attack.

And Barcelona's style is indeed more suitable for his style of play, so he generally chooses Barcelona.

At first Mark thought he was a fan of Barcelona. But Zhou Yi told him that he is very fraternal, that Barcelona and Real Madrid can love each other, and Dortmund and Bayern can also make a pair.

Mark can't understand Zhou Yi's fraternity. He is a diehard Dortmund fan, so he can't accept Bayern Munich anyway.

He asked Zhou Yi if all Chinese fans were like this, Zhou Yi shook his head quickly, and told him very seriously that in China, there are Dortmund fans who are more fanatical than Mark, and there are Barcelona who are more Catalan than those Catalans fan.

The two of them communicated while playing games. Zhou Yi regarded this as oral training.

While chatting, when Zhou Yi was controlling the ball at the front of his penalty area, Mark suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that Gotze is going back to the U19s again. It is useless to train with the first team but not play games."

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and it was this stunned that made Mark break the ball under his feet and take advantage of the opportunity to enter the penalty area!

However, Zhou Yi's reaction speed was also very fast. He immediately switched defensive players and shoveled behind him mercilessly!

The whistle sounded, and Shaheen, controlled by Mark, fell into the penalty area, penalty kick!

"Penalty and red card!" Mark waved his arms excitedly.

In the game, Barcelona defender Marcos, who was controlled by Zhou Yi, was sent off by the referee with a red card.

"Don't be too happy too early." Zhou Yi snorted, and at the same time he had already pressed the handle tightly to his body to prevent Mark from seeing it.

Mark also hides the controller on the other side of his body, twisting to take the penalty while he stares nervously at the TV screen.

Because he was so focused that he didn't notice that Zhou Yi was looking at him from the corner of his eye.

Just as Mark was about to press the shooting button, Zhou Yi suddenly said, "Mark, do you want to be the main force?"

Mark's right thumb pressed the shooting button and didn't let go...

Shaheen under his control also kicked the ball away!

The goalkeeper controlled by Zhou Yi stood in the middle without moving.

"You're cheating!" Mark, who reacted, turned his head and glared at Zhou Yi.

But Zhou Yi stared at Mark with a serious face, and asked in a very serious tone: "No, I just thought of it suddenly. You see, they all went to the game today, but neither of us even entered the big list It's okay if I didn't make it. After all, I just came to the team for a week, but you, you have been training in Dortmund's youth team since you were seven years old. Why didn't you make the big list?"

Mark was taken aback by what Zhou Yi said, and then fell silent.

After silence, he said in a low voice: "I think my strength is not up to the coach's competition requirements..."

"You're right. Just like the penalty kick just now, I just asked you a word, and your hands trembled so much that you couldn't kick it well. You are a striker, how can you seize the opportunity in front of the goal with such mental quality?"

"You're right, Zhou Yi..." Mark said dejectedly, he felt that Zhou Yi's words were bloody.

"But lack of strength can be improved through training." Zhou Yi said. "The key is not strength, but your own inner thoughts. This is what I asked before, do you want to be the main force and play in the game?"

He looked directly at Mark.

"Nonsense! I dream about it!" Under Zhou Yi's direct gaze and questioning, Mark suddenly became agitated. "In my dreams, I want to wear Dortmund's jersey to play in the first team in the league and the Champions League! In my dreams, I want to wear Dortmund's jersey to win the league championship trophy and the Champions League trophy! My sister thinks that I am not suitable to be a player and does not want me to go here If there is a way, I will prove it to her, I can! I can do it!"

Zhou Yi didn't expect that the reason he found for interfering with Mark's penalty kick would cause such a big reaction from Mark. But although he was surprised in his heart, Zhou Yi couldn't hold back his face, and he still said seriously:

"If it's just lip service and you think about it, it doesn't make any sense. My mother once told me that talking about dreams and ideals is the easiest and cheapest thing to do. But if you really want To realize your dream, you have to really go all out. In fact, you are capable of playing the main force. Compared with Schneider, although your physical fitness is not as good as him, you have your advantages. It’s just that you have not Are you really going all out for your dream? You think about it. I won't bother you."

After speaking, Zhou Yi patted Mark on the shoulder, put down the handle, got up and left the room.

He walked a little in a hurry, but Mark, who lowered his head, didn't notice it.

He was afraid that Mark would come to his senses—even if the lineup is usually neat, I would at most be on equal footing with Mark. Now, although I missed the penalty, my main central defender was sent off, and there was one less player on the pitch. Man, how do you play this game? !

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Zhou Yi returned to his room for a long time without waiting until Mark came to his senses angrily and smashed the door of his room. During dinner, he also found that Mark was a little absent-minded and wandered from time to time. Even Mark's parents felt that My son behaved a little strangely today. They asked Mark what was wrong with concern, but Mark always used "tired" as an excuse.

But any fool can see that this is prevarication. How can you be tired after playing at home for a day without going to the game?

Is it because you are tired from playing too many games?

Zhou Yi didn't get involved, but of course he knew why Mark acted wrong.

What surprised him was—it is said that the Germans have a long reflex arc, and they would not laugh until midnight when they heard a joke in the morning, but Mark’s reflex arc is too long, right? Did he really not see that he was looking for excuses to fool him?

Facing such a simple Mark, Zhou Yi felt a little guilty. It's really deceiving people's feelings...

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The next day, when Zhou Yi and Mark went to the Brakel training base in his father's car, Zhou Yi could feel that Mark sitting next to him kept hesitating, but it might be because his father was in the car. It was inconvenient for him to speak, so he held back.

After his father sent them to the gate of the training base and drove away, Mark grabbed Zhou Yi's arm, as eagerly as if a drowning person grabbed the life buoy.

"You said, what advantage do I have?!"

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes: "You have been thinking about this question all night?"

"Of course! This is very important!" Mark stared, "I don't even know what advantage I have!"

Facing such a simple Mark, Zhou Yi was speechless: "You don't know what advantages you have, so how did you get from the youth team to the youth team along the way?"

"Isn't that natural? When you reach the age, you will be promoted, from U9 to U11, U11 to U13, U13 to U15... all the way to U17." Mark wondered why Zhou Yi would ask such a question.

Zhou Yi made a helpless expression: "Then you didn't think about it carefully, how many of your teammates are in the U9 team with you, and how many are now in the U17?"

Facing Zhou Yi's rhetorical question, Mark froze on the spot and didn't respond for a long time.

Just when Zhou Yi thought his brain stopped responding and crashed, Mark said disappointedly and jealously: "It seems... I am alone. Originally Schneider and I were together, but now he is in U19..."

"So, why are you still in the U17s? Haven't you thought about the reason?"

"I think I'm not outstanding, but I'm not the worst..."

"Stupid! That's because you are better than those eliminated!"

"I... I'm really that good?!" Mark said in surprise.

Zhou Yi helplessly supported Mark's shoulder and said, "I think you know yourself very well, Mark, your brain is really not for reading..."

"I'll just say... No, just tell me what advantages I have! I just want to know how I am better than others!" Mark, who was aroused by Zhou Yi, couldn't forget his own advantages.

In fact, when Zhou Yi said that Mark had an advantage that no one else could match, he said it when he had to find a reason to justify his words. At that time, he had no idea that Mark had any advantage at all.

But now that Mark asked such a question, Zhou Yi remembered the attributes of Mark he saw in the system.

Those two attributes are obviously higher than other teammates of the same age.

Tactical awareness and positioning.

This is really his advantage...

So Zhou Yi said: "As a striker, your precise position selection in the penalty area is your advantage. In addition, your tactical awareness and tactical discipline are also very good. This is where you are better than others, especially Schneider. "

The last sentence seemed to shock Mark. He froze in place after listening to what Zhou Yi said.

Zhou Yi was afraid that Mark would hold him back to ask more detailed questions, such as "How do you know that I choose positions accurately", "How do you know that I have better tactical awareness and tactical discipline"... For such questions, hurry up while Mark is stunned. Slipping away, he ran directly to the U17 locker room.

And behind him, Mark was still in a state of "stop responding", completely unaware that Zhou Yi had "abandoned him"...