Chapter 135 Nervous Rookie

When Mark and his teammates went to the Schalke Stadium to warm up together, the stadium was already full of people, and as far as the eye could see, there were Schalke 04 fans in blue jerseys everywhere.

And what about Dortmund fans?

barely visible.

There is a saying in the Ruhr area, to what extent are the fans of Schalke 04 and Dortmund hostile to each other? They are unwilling to go to the opponent's stadium to watch the game...so no matter which team plays away, the support they can get is extremely limited.

Zhou Yi doesn't know if this statement is true, but when he participated in the Ruhr Derby with the team last season, at Schalke 04's home court, it was true that he rarely saw Dortmund fans, even if there were such a small number, They were also placed in the worst positions, away from the pitch.

From the warm-up of the players on both sides, the fans of Schalke 04 continued to use all kinds of singing and cheering to declare their supremacy over the stadium. That small group of Dortmund fans, don't want to make any noise in this stadium.

"This, this is the Ruhr Derby..." Mark raised his head and looked around at the stadium stands, stuttering.

"Are you okay, Mark?" Zhou Yi asked, noticing the strangeness of his friends around him.

"Also...okay..." Mark continued to stammer.

Zhou Yi heard it, it wasn't stuttering, it was the result of Mark's uncontrollable lips—his upper and lower teeth were constantly fighting.

"Are you sure, Mark? Your teeth are chattering." Zhou Yi pointed at Mark.

Mark quickly closed his mouth tightly, and his voice disappeared. Then he looked at Zhou Yi and told Zhou Yi "it's okay" with his eyes.

But when the warm-up started, Zhou Yi found that Mark was not really "well".

He didn't seem to be very focused during the warm-up, and his eyes would always glance at the stands, looking around.

This kind of looking around is not the same as Zhouyi's looking around. Because Zhou Yi habitually looked around, Mark rarely did so when warming up before the game. Suddenly, it means that he is not normal.

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Even Mark's parents in the stands could see it.

"What's Mark doing?" Mrs. Wagner complained anxiously.

"He's looking for you?" "Daddy" Bruno guessed.

"I don't think so. He should know which area we are in. But he is looking around..." Mrs. Wagner cursed as she spoke. "You bastard! If you don't warm up seriously, even if you have the chance to play, you won't be able to grasp it!"

She was angry for her unworthy son.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she simply raised her fist and yelled at Mark in the field: "Concentrate! Damn it, what are you looking at!"

Unfortunately. Her voice couldn't stand out at all against the huge background sound.

And her son. Still looking around in a daze...

"It's useless..." Bruno pulled Mrs. Lavagner.

Mrs. Wagner also realized this, and she sighed: "Oh, I really want to rush up and slap him directly in the face!"

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Mrs. Wagner's reminders were of no avail. I can only be anxious, but someone helped him solve his problems...

Zhou Yi found that Mark was distracted and was a little far away from him at this time. He was not by his side, and amidst the loud and noisy singing over the Schalke Stadium, it was impossible for him to remind Mark by yelling.

But how could he be so smart that he couldn't think of a solution?

He knocked the football under his feet lightly. Then kick directly... long pass!

The football drew an arc in the air, and flew nearly thirty meters away. It hit...Mark's face exactly!

With a bang, the bridge of Mark's nose, who was still looking around, was smashed and deformed.

Mark was also caught off guard and swayed. The neck was thrown back, almost falling to the ground, and the arms were waving to maintain the balance of the upper body.

It's just that this makes him a little embarrassed and funny...

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"Oh! It hurts!" Bruno muttered, frowning exaggeratedly.

Mrs. Wagner next to her clapped her hands and applauded Zhou Yi: "Well done, Zhou Yi! That's what we want!"

"Ah, what a real mother..." Bruno sighed, and then continued to frown: "I hope this will be useful to him."

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The Schalke 04 fans at the scene also noticed what happened in Dortmund. When Mark was hit by Zhou Yi's kick, there was a burst of laughter in the stands.

"Look at that idiot number 45! Hahaha! He was hit in the face by his teammates during warm-up!"

"What a beautiful 'face ball'!"

"Ooooh! Dortmund idiots go home! This is not the place for you!"

Those Schalke 04 fans who were warming up in Dortmund and were close to the stadium kept making funny faces, raised their middle fingers, and gesticulated and cursed at Mark.

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The Dortmund assistant coach Buvac and head coach Klopp on the sidelines also noticed this scene.

After being hit in the face by Zhou Yi, Mark lowered his head while covering his nose, looking very painful.

"Ah, what a shame..." Klopp turned his face away, as if he didn't want to see such a messed up picture of his subordinates, which made him a little embarrassed. "What is he doing?"

"Maybe I was too nervous. After all, this is the Ruhr Derby." Buvac said.

"I already regret putting him in my big list." Klopp pouted.

In such an important and critical game, his own players had such stupid and funny performances before the game started, which made him think that this would greatly affect the morale of the team.

Football practitioners more or less have some superstitions, such as "lucky tie" and "lucky shirt" are very popular in football.

Klopp is no exception.

Some things that seem insignificant to others may be "symptoms" in his mind. For example, Mark's embarrassing performance just now cast a shadow in Klopp's heart.

If Dortmund really lost this derby away, then Klopp will definitely feel a little uncomfortable with Mark.

Humans are emotional animals, and it is inevitable that there will be prejudice when there is emotion.

Anyway, now, Klopp has a little prejudice against Mark...

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Mark, who was hit in the face, leaned down covering his nose, completely oblivious to who kicked him. When he rubbed his nose and stood up again, although there were tears in his eyes, he still saw Zhou Yi who was looking at him.

He immediately understood who kicked that kick just now, and... what it meant.

He was covering his nose, and the sore feeling made him wink. At the same time, he gave Zhou Yi a thumbs up, thanking him for his beautiful... long pass.

Now he is less nervous.

Although he could hear the jeers from the Schalke 04 fans ten meters behind him.

But he really wasn't that nervous anymore.

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Cortana was dressed in low-key black, wearing a black peaked cap and a pair of exaggerated black sunglasses under the brim, standing among a group of Schalke 04 fans in blue.

She originally wanted to keep a low profile. Looking directly at her outfit with blond hair, high nose bridge, beautiful chin and red lips, people around will always look at her a few more times, and mutter in her heart, isn't it? Which big star came to watch the game in disguise...

Cortana could feel those puzzled looks, but she couldn't tell.

She asked Hannah to help her buy a ticket. Unexpectedly, Hannah finally called herself and said that it was really difficult to buy. In the end, after all the efforts, there was only one scalper ticket, and the price was twice as expensive. Well, still in the camp of Schalke 04 fans.

Hannah asked if she would consider it.

To Hannah's surprise, Cortana finally asked for it!

Cortana, who asked for a ticket, just appeared in the area where the Schalke 04 fans were.

And in a location relatively close to the stadium... no wonder the ticket price is high! This can be regarded as a better position. A favorite place for those crazy hardcore fans.

It's a pity that Cortana is not a crazy die-hard fan, standing in this position is somewhat reckless...

Cortana was not surprised to see her younger brother's embarrassing performance just now, and she was not as anxious and angry as her mother.

Because from Cortana's point of view, her younger brother is not suitable for playing football at all. If you are an amateur, your level is not bad, but if you want to be a professional player and rely on football for your life in the future, I am afraid that you will have more than enough energy...

The younger brother's performance just now is a good proof of Cortana's evaluation of him, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

My parents have always looked forward to my younger brother being able to truly become a professional player playing in the first team, but Cortana felt that the higher the level, the greater the pressure on her younger brother, a younger brother who has never lacked confidence How can you cope with it?

Not all dreams are as wonderful and joyful as heaven. What you feel at the moment when your dreams come true is probably not the "climax" of angels lingering around you and fairy music fluttering, but... after ascending to the clouds, there is no one to rely on It is not certain that there is no proof, and then the tragic situation of quickly falling and smashing on the solid ground. (To be continued.) Enable new URL