Chapter 22 Only Those Who Dare to Think Can Succeed

Fang Shuai forwarded all the news and posts about the first-team registration that he could find on the Internet to the post bar, typesetting, bolding, and red marking... the various processes were done for almost two hours, and he even went to the dream cabin The blog also transferred those German media reports.

He can proudly say that the materials here are more complete than those in the domestic media.

After finishing his work, he leaned back in his chair, admiring the fruits of his labor, and refreshing the webpage to see if there were any new comments from netizens.

Several new messages appear almost every refresh.

Everyone was enthusiastic and their words were full of hope.

Seeing everyone enthusiastically discussing his high school classmates, Fang Shuai felt as if he had eaten honey, as if they were not praising Zhou Yi, but himself.

He opened QQ, and the class group jumped out, and the messages swiped the screen, and they were all discussing their classmates becoming a member of Dortmund's first team.

"Alas, I really didn't expect Zhou Yi to be so promising!"

"Who would've thought back then that the bad guy in the class would turn into a real pro?"

"I'm afraid Zhou Yi is the most promising person in our class now? I really don't know how the homeroom teacher will feel if she sees this news. She used to use Zhou Yi as a negative example for us a lot!"

"I'm even more curious about the dean's expression at this time, ha!"

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Wang Shunquan was concentrating on playing with the flowers and plants on the balcony when his daughter, who was in college, came in with a newspaper.

"Dad, look. This is a student from your school."

She handed the newspaper to Wang Shunquan.

Wang Shunquan picked it up and saw that it was the local newspaper "Qingyang Evening News". In the sports section, there was an eye-catching piece of news: "Our city's player Zhou Yi entered the first team of Dortmund!"

When seeing the name Zhou Yi, Wang Shunquan's eyes widened.

"It was introduced in the newspaper that this Zhou Yi used to be a student of Qingyang No. 1 High School, and because he participated in a football reality show, he was favored by the Dortmund club..." The daughter said beside him. "Hey, Dad, do you know this guy?"

Wang Shunquan didn't know how to answer his daughter.

Does he know Zhouyi?

He just knows it all too well!

In the past, there was a flag-raising ceremony almost every week. He will name and criticize people on the rostrum. Unexpectedly, it was published in the evening newspaper of this city in such a way.

There are many photos and names. It is simply announcing the general scenery of the world.

At the beginning, he took Zhouyi as a negative example more than once, and tried his best to persuade those students who did not study hard. If they continue to degenerate like this, then Zhouyi will be their future fate!

can now. Reality slapped him hard.

Zhou Yi didn't get into any university, but he became a celebrity in this way...

"Dad? Dad?" Seeing that his father was in a state of distraction. The daughter called again and again.

"Why?" Wang Shunquan came back to his senses.

"Dad, do you know this person?" The daughter pointed to the photo of Yi in the newspaper and asked persistently.

"Why are you so curious about this man all of a sudden?"

"Just curious, there is a big star in our hometown. And it's not far from me..."

"Is this considered a celebrity?" Wang Shunquan said disdainfully. "What's the point of playing football?"

"Dad, you are biased. Why is he so useless for playing football? Look at Beckham, who plays football so well that the whole world knows him. How promising!" the daughter retorted.

"I don't know who that Baker Burger is." Wang Shunquan said with a straight face.

The daughter rolled her eyes at her stubborn father: "Daddy hates you, I'll ignore you!" Then she turned and walked away.

Wang Shunquan was sitting on the balcony, still holding tools for pruning plants. But there is no action.

He suddenly thought of a possibility - in the future, will Zhou Yi's photo really hang on Qingyang Yigao's wall of honor?

Think about it. Wang Shunquan couldn't help shivering... It's terrible, it's terrible!

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The "Soap Bubble" bar is the most common kind of pub in the streets and alleys of Dortmund. You can tell what this bar is doing just from the yellow and black color scheme on the facade-of course it is a fan bar. And it's a bar for Dortmund fans.

In the city of Dortmund, almost all fan bars are Dortmund fan bars.

These places are where Dortmund fans gather, and they are all fans who live near the bar. In Europe, football is a sport that symbolizes community culture and has a strong sense of community. Everyone gathers within the community.

And the bar in the community is an excellent place for these fans to gather.

So in the history of European football, if you look at the past "biographies" of many clubs, you will see that their establishment was initiated by more than a dozen people in a certain pub or restaurant.

European teams have relied on the community since their inception, and the community is their strong backing, which has gradually formed the community culture of European football.

In this regard, Chinese football lacks very seriously.

In a soap bubble bar, a group of men of various ages are reading newspapers together.

"What is the difference between Dortmund's first-team roster this year and last season?"

"It's great that Matz can choose to come to Dortmund. It really hurts him to stay in Bayern Munich!"

"Kevin is back too, what an exciting summer!"

Everyone discussed the big list published in the newspaper one by one.

When they saw Zhou Yi's name, someone froze for a moment: "Huh? He stayed in the first team..."

"Who is this?" someone asked.

"Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi!"

"Zhouyi?" The person who asked was a little puzzled, but his eyes lit up soon: "Oh-oh! Is it the Chinese kid that Old Wagner brought to the South Stand to watch the game? Is he Mark's teammate?"

"Yes! How did you forget?"

"Hi, I met that time, I don't have a deep impression..."

"Then you must not have paid much attention to the team's recent warm-up matches, this kid has played almost every game..."

"Really? I haven't paid much attention to it yet... But it's amazing. Eighteen, right? Same age as Mark... How come Mark didn't make it to the first team?"

"The strength is not enough..."

"So you can see Chinese boys playing in the first team in the new season?"

"probably."

"Speaking of which, he also watched the game in the South Stand. He is a child of our South Stand... Now the team has two 'South Stand children'!"

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When Yang Muge was reading a newspaper, Draxler came up to him: "Hey, Yang. Why are you reading "WAZ"? It's Dortmund's mouthpiece media. It's all about Dortmund's news, and... ...the rumors of our Schalke 04!"

"Ah, hello, Julian..." Yang Muge took his attention away from the newspaper. Say hello to Draxler.

"Fortunately, it was me you met. If it was someone else, you might think something! I believe you didn't read this shitty newspaper to join Dortmund... You are actually concerned about your friend Zhou Yi, right?"

Yang Muge nodded.

"Yang, sometimes I wonder if you are in love with your good friend. Otherwise, why do you care about him so much? You care more about him than lovers in love..." Draxler said with a smirk .

Hearing Draxler's words, Yang Muge blushed and waved his hands: "No, no. No. I just... want to take Zhou Yi as a target, a target to catch up with. Therefore, it is necessary to constantly determine his position. I Just keep working hard."

"Okay. So where is he now?"

"First team." Yang Muge handed the newspaper to Draxler.

Draxler took the paper. It was found that Dortmund's first team registration list was published above.

Without much effort, he found Zhou Yi's name from among the numerous names.

"I'm sure I'm staying in the first team..." Draxler saw this. Also a little lost. "Hey... I still think that I can compete with him in the U19 in the new season, but now it seems that there is no hope."

"It's okay, Julian. We can go to the first team to compete with him." Yang Muge said.

"Yes. Go to the first team!" Draxler nodded vigorously. "We're going to the first team too! But, Yang. Don't show mercy to your friend when the time comes. I'm afraid you love him so much that you won't be able to do anything!"

Yang Muge blushed: "Julian, I'm a professional player!"

Draxler saw the embarrassment of Yang Muge being molested by him. I laughed happily.

Realizing that Draxler was teasing himself, Yang Muge ignored him, and looked down at the newspaper again.

He stared at Zhou Yi's name in a daze.

It really deserves to be the core figure who made a big splash in the talent show at the beginning. Whether in Dortmund's youth team or the first team, he performed very well!

Yang Muge thought of Zhou Yi's insistence on having a first-team commitment back then. Many teammates felt that he thought too much, but they asked for it because they had enough confidence in themselves. Facts have proved that he didn't think too much, but those people really OK……

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He Ying came out of the shower, put a towel on her wet hair, and sat in front of the computer, rubbing her hair while looking at the webpage.

In the summer, what happened in the European football transfer market was the hot news, and the sports websites were basically full of reports about various transfer news.

But He Ying is not concerned about any transfer news, he is not interested in any team transfer news, including Barcelona.

And even though others are abroad, what they open is not a foreign website, but a domestic...post bar.

Player Zhouyi.

"Dortmund has completed the first stage of player registration, and Zhou Yi is among them!"

The content of this titled post is Dortmund's registered first-team list.

Zhou Yi was indeed inside, wearing the No. 23 jersey.

Looking at Zhou Yi's name on the webpage, He Ying's hand wiping her hair stopped at some point.

Zhou Yi has successfully advanced to the first team, and he only spent nine months.

And what about myself?

He came to Europe a month later than him, let alone the first team, even the Barcelona B team is still far away.

Originally, He Ying didn't think about the first team. He knew that Barcelona's first team is full of superstars. It is not easy to enter the first team. He needs to train harder in the youth team to improve himself, and then when the time is right, he can be transferred. It would be great if the first team went to train with the team.

In the past half season, his performance in La Masia is not bad, and the coach has praised his performance more than once.

Everything is developing according to the route he imagined. If this continues, He Ying feels that his dream of playing in the Barcelona first team will definitely come true in the end.

Until he found out in this post bar for the first time that Zhou Yi had already won the league championship and cup championship in the Dortmund youth team...

Only then did he realize that Zhou Yi had grown and progressed far faster than he had imagined before he knew it. This kid has already run ahead of him!

The team that the two joined at the beginning, Dortmund is far inferior to Barcelona in terms of popularity and youth training level.

It stands to reason that he should have developed better in Barcelona.

But the facts proved that Zhou Yi's choice was correct.

He thought of Zhou Yi's insistence on using the first-team commitment as the criterion for selecting teams, which aroused confusion and doubts from his teammates.

First team eh.

He, a person who has not even stepped into the door of professional football, is thinking about this. Isn't this whimsical?

Everyone thinks that Zhou Yi is too arrogant, such an unrealistic request will only make him lose everything in the end.

But now, he really became a first-team player!

How many people's glasses have been broken?

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"Hey, Liang Qiqi, look, it's your teammate in the reality show! They're all in the Dortmund first team!" The teammate excitedly ran over with a newspaper.

"None of my business!" Liang Qiqi, who was chatting with other teammates, suddenly burst into a swear word, got angry, and then left the table with his sleeves thrown.

"Hey! What's going on?" The teammates who came to report the news were at a loss.

Then he saw the teammates next to each other take out a newspaper: "Everyone is coming to tell him about this, he must be annoyed."

"Uh..." The last teammate who came scratched his head in embarrassment.

Liang Qiqi, who had already left his teammates, was still walking quickly. He didn't know where he was going, but he just clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and had a grim expression.

It's none of my business that he's in the Dortmund first team! Why does everyone have to come and tell me? I'm not his father!

In his heart Liang Qiqi scolded fiercely, but after he finished scolding, he still couldn't restrain a burst of grievances in his heart—why, why did that kid take over all the good things in the end! Why can he go to Dortmund, why can he go to the first team! ?

If Liang Qiqi could really figure out the answer to this question, he might not be still in the youth team until now... (To be continued.) Launch a new website