Chapter 36 Your Efforts Are Just a Training Session?

"You are afraid of your dreams, you are knocked down by your dreams, and you are crushed."

Mark, who was sitting on the bed, was still thinking about this sentence in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this sentence made sense. Perhaps only God can say such a reasonable sentence?

Did I get lucky that God came?

Such an idea just popped up in Mark's mind, but he felt something was wrong.

When the gods appear in the movies, aren't they always accompanied by visions, so that everyone around them knows that the gods appear?

Why didn't anyone react when God appeared in his bedroom?

Wasn't his room filled with a hazy and soft light, and wasn't ethereal and wonderful fairy music ringing in his ears? And what about the cute and holy little angels?

If it really is God's apparition, isn't this scene too shabby?

wrong……

Although Mark's brain reacts slowly sometimes, he is not stupid, and he still has doubts about things that are too beyond common sense.

He carefully recalled the conversation just now, and found that the voices talking to him... seemed to be coming from below?

God under the bed?

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Zhou Yi lay under the bed without saying a word, not daring to take a breath. He had finished what he had to say. He only hoped that the last "chicken soup for the soul" would make Mark fascinated, so that he would stop asking. Just fell asleep in meditation.

After he falls asleep, he can leave quietly.

Otherwise, it would be too miserable to lie on this hard and cold floor for a night.

Just when he was holding his breath. Suddenly there was a flipping sound on the bed. Then a face appeared upside down in front of Zhou Yi: "Zhou Yi?!"

Zhou Yi was taken aback by the sudden face and voice. He lifted his head up reflexively, but with a "bang", it hit the bed frame without any suspense.

"ah!"

With a howl, he immediately covered the back of his head and fell to the ground.

"God" accidentally knocked his head...

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"So you were worried that I would be ruined,

Afraid of playing tricks under my bed? "Mark sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Zhou Yi who was sitting on the chair next to him and rubbing the back of his head.

"What do you mean pretending to be a ghost? I'm just pretending to be a ghost, and I'm not playing a ghost." Zhou Yi grinned and said, he fumbled around. It feels like a lump is bulging on the back of the head, which is a big price... "People say that I am stabbing my friend, Mark, I am swollen for my friend, shouldn't you thank me?"

Mark smiled: "I never doubted your friendship to me, Zhou Yi. You are the best friend in my life! But next time if you want to tell me something, don't get under the bed anymore, just tell me directly... ..."

"You think I'm willing to drill under the bed?" Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, "Your stinky socks and dirty shoes are all under your bed. I'm about to be suffocated to death, okay? But if I don't, are you willing to listen? You see Look at your performance today, it's like losing your soul, I'm not pretending, will you listen?"

Faced with Zhou Yi's complaints, Mark also fell silent.

His performance today was indeed too negative, and he knew it was not good. But that was the mood at the time. He just couldn't be normal. I won't say it if I can't make it to the game. He wanted to work hard in training, but he was scolded by the head coach instead. In the end, Gotze told him that he was not qualified to play in U19 at all... one blow after another, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy, and his mind was not good enough. Strong, really can't stand it.

"I'm sorry, Zhou Yi. I made you worry..." Mark lowered his head and whispered.

"Don't talk about it, if you can pull yourself together, it's worth it for me." Zhou Yi waved his hand and got up to leave. He was sleepy and wanted to go to sleep.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was about to leave, Mark quickly said, "But I still wonder why you said that, Zhou Yi."

"How to say?"

"Why am I afraid of dreams? What is there to be afraid of dreams?"

Zhou Yi spread his hands: "Dreams are nothing to be afraid of? Then think about your performance during the day."

As soon as this was mentioned, Mark's mood sank.

"I'm not afraid of dreams, I just realize that I'm whimsical..." Mark whispered.

"Isn't that just fear of dreams? In your heart, this dream is too powerful, and you can't realize it, so you shrink back and give up. Isn't this fear?" Zhou Yi asked Mark back, leaning against the door frame and crossing his arms.

"It's reality, self-knowledge!" Mark retorted.

"First of all, this is not reality. It is a guess in your own mind that you can't realize your dream. Second, you haven't worked hard yet, how do you know that you will definitely not be able to realize it?"

"Why didn't I work hard? I worked so hard in training! The result? I became the object of ridicule! I messed up everything, even the coach couldn't stand it! Didn't Gotze say Is it, my strength is not worthy of staying in U19!"

Mark Wagner's emotions suddenly broke out, and he yelled.

Mrs. Wagner sat up in bed suddenly.

"What are you doing..." Old Wagner was awakened by his wife's movements.

"I heard Mark yelling..."

Old Wagner raised his head from the pillow and listened, but there was no sound.

"Are you dreaming? Go to sleep..." Old Wagner turned over.

Mrs. Wagner frowned and continued to listen, but there was indeed no sound.

"Strange..." So she muttered and got into bed again.

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When Mark yelled excitedly, Zhou Yi didn't say anything, but just watched him calmly.

After he finished yelling, Zhou Yi asked, "Is there any more?"

Mark stared at him, panting heavily, without speaking.

Seeing Mark like this, Zhou Yi snorted, "Don't be hypocritical, Mark. It's just one training session, or you are only willing to work hard for one training session in order to realize your dream?"

When Mark heard Zhou Yi say this, he was also stunned. There was no answer for a while. yes. After all, this matter is just a training session...

Zhou Yi struck while the iron was hot and said, "It's understandable for you to say that you didn't win the first game. I thought you really understood... It turns out that you were just an excuse to pretend to be chic. Well, I admit that I It's too whimsical, thinking that you and I can go up to the u19s and you can go smoothly. But in fact football is more complicated than we imagined. If you want to play in the u19s, if you want to nail Schneider to death On the bench you have to work harder. Harder than with the U17s. But it's not just one training session."

"It's too early to say that you are doomed to fail to realize your dreams. If you really think so, then I wonder if your dreams are just a joke."

Zhou Yi looked at Mark seriously.

Mark was also completely speechless by Zhou Yi's words, speechless.

"Now, is there any question?"

"I...I don't want to rely on you, Zhou Yi...but I really don't know what to do..." Mark said with a sad face.

Zhou Yi came up and patted Mark on the shoulder: "This is not dependence, Mark. I am your friend. If my friend is in trouble, of course I will help. If I am in trouble, won't you help me?"

"I will, Zhou Yi, I will definitely!"

"So, it's nothing to worry about, we just help each other. Of course, if you want to develop better. You really need to improve your own strength. At least you have to score without my assists. . If you want to be a Borussia Dortmund legend, you have to do it."

When Zhou Yi said this, Mark felt more comfortable. Zhou Yi didn't dislike being his oil bottle, nor did he feel that he was a burden.

"I know, Zhou Yi, I also want to improve my strength, otherwise why am I working so hard in training? But... I don't know how to do it...I, I can't find the direction..."

Zhou Yi said to Mark: "Don't worry, Mark, there is always a way. But first improve your own ability. This is absolutely true. Your shooting skills need to be improved, otherwise the opportunity will be given to you, and you will not be able to shoot. No way. You can’t expect to shoot the ball without any difficulty every time you pass it, can you?”

"Yes, I really want to improve my personal ability..." Mark remembered the character he deleted, the virtual Mark, whose shooting attribute was as high as 92.

"That's why." Zhou Yi spread his hands. "The improvement of technical ability does not happen overnight. It is useless for you to be anxious now. Practice. Well, it is getting late, let's go to bed first..." He yawned.

"Okay, sleep, sleep first..." Seeing that Zhou Yi was so sleepy that he yawned, Mark was too embarrassed to ask any more questions, even though he had many questions in his mind.

Zhou Yi seemed to understand this too, so he said to Mark: "Don't think about anything now, don't think about the future, don't think about dreams, and don't think about how to do it. Just sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine. It's nothing. Good night, Mark."

After speaking, he waved goodbye.

"Good night, Zhou Yi. Thank you." Mark also said goodbye to Zhou Yi.

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To Mrs. Wagner's delight, during breakfast the next day, she secretly and carefully observed the performance of the two children, and found that although they were not talking and laughing happily, they were much better than last night.

Although she doesn't know exactly what happened to cause the children to behave the way they did yesterday, and to change today. But in any case, the two children can gradually return to normal, and she will feel more at ease.

In football, she really can't help her son too much.

The son did not change until Zhou Yi came.

She hopes that the career paths of both children will go smoothly.

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After arriving at the training ground in his father's car, Mark got out of the car and walked outside the driver's seat, saying to his father, "Dad, you can pick me up half an hour later."

Old Wagner didn't ask him why, but nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Yi looked at Mark strangely.

"I want to practice more, Zhou Yi." Mark said to Zhou Yi. "Practice my shooting more. When you finish training, please wait for me for a while..."

"Oh, it's okay, then I'll improve my physical fitness in the gym." Zhou Yi didn't want to waste half an hour waiting. Since Mark practiced more, then he should also practice more.

Anyway, he really needs to continue to improve his physical fitness now.

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The two entered the locker room. After a while. Gotze is here too.

After seeing the two, he went straight to them, then stopped in front of Mark, and said to Mark: "I'm here to apologize to you, Mark. I thought about it all night and felt that what I said yesterday was a bit too much, I hope you don't take it to heart..."

Mark didn't expect Gotze to come to apologize to him. Some were flattered, and waved their hands again and again: "Ah, no, no... I didn't blame you, Mario. And you're right, I really shouldn't rely too much on others, whether it's Zhou Yi or others."

Seeing what Mark said, Gotze laughed: "It's really great that you can think so. I'm afraid you won't think about it."

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes beside him, if he hadn't been playing tricks under Mark's bed in the middle of the night. If it doesn't work out, he will really miss it!

In the end, I knocked my head... Is it easy to be my friend!

He carefully touched the back of his head, the bag was still there.

If you say so bluntly, boy, I will not only lie under the stinking cold and hard bed, but also suffer like this for no reason... How innocent I am!

Gotze seemed to have noticed Zhou Yi's actions beside him, and he also turned around and said to Zhou Yi, "I have to apologize to you too..."

Zhou Yi quickly waved his hand: "No, no, you are just like a blank sheet of paper. It's good."

Gotze frowned and thought for a few seconds and said, "Why do I feel that you are mocking me?"

"You didn't think about it all night to realize that I was mocking you. I'm already very satisfied." Zhou Yi grinned.

Most people would be very angry when they were ridiculed, but Gotze did not. His reaction was to laugh: "You are such an interesting person, Zhou Yi."

"You're the funny one, Mario. It's the first time I've been so happy to be scolded."

"Not being scolded, what you said is the truth. Although the truth is ugly, it is true." Gotze said seriously. This is the same as his point of view yesterday, it seems that Gotze is still a man of principle...

Facing such a Goce, Zhou Yi was speechless.

"You know you still do it!"

"Of course this is my shortcoming. But both the shortcoming and the good part are part of me. I will try to change it, but I will not be disturbed by it." Gotze said calmly.

Zhou Yi looked at the genius who was one year younger than himself, and sighed: "You are really weird, Mario...but I admire you for taking it for granted."

Gotze smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, Zhou Yi. In fact, I think you are quite weird."

He obviously understood the "wonderful" in Zhou Yi's mouth as the "special one" claimed by Mourinho...

"'Wonderful' is not a compliment!"

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ps, in fact, whether Gotze is really a person of this character, I naturally have no way of knowing, and it is difficult for you to know who a player is just from news reports.

Because news reports are one-sided and not three-dimensional. There may even be contradictions.

For self-created characters, I can completely fictionalize his personality traits, because I am the god of these characters, and I say they are what they are, and they are what they are.

But real players like Gotze are different. They are stars, and they are well-known among many fans and readers. Everyone must have their own understanding of such real players, including their imagination of their characters.

It is difficult for me to write a real Gotze, and it is also difficult for me to write a Gotze that best fits most people's impression of Gotze.

I can only make fictions on a certain basis of truth.

So what kind of personality should Gotze be?

I thought about it for a long time and struggled with it for a long time. I also checked the information, but unfortunately, the information I found mentioned who was in Gotze's life is too little.

Later, I finally set Gotze as such a silly, but not bad kid.

He speaks as if he didn't pass his brain, and he said without intention, but he will apologize for what he said, and he will also help Mark speak out. He has his own set of principles and standards in his heart, and he will not be affected by others' opinions. changed.

I think a Mario Gotze who sees his girlfriend and can straight up hard in public, who is in Dortmund but even has the Bayern Munich team logo and colors on the sheets, is really living a very selfish life, and he is a little bit dumb...

Of course, it doesn't matter if the Goetze I describe doesn't match the image of Gotze in your mind, this is just a Gotze in a world where there is a Chinese player named Zhou Yi in the Borussia Dortmund club. (To be continued.)