Chapter 212 Going Home

"...So you gave up Barcelona and chose Dortmund just to get into the game faster?"

In the studio of the sports channel, Duan Xin asked Zhou Yi, who was sitting opposite him.

"Yes. La Masia has a great reputation, but I think it will take a long time to play in the first team. And I was already seventeen years old at that time, and the most lacking thing was time. So I chose Dortmund... ..." Zhou Yi, who was sitting opposite Duan Xin, was wearing jeans from ck-jeans and a T-shirt from puma.

"Then how can you be sure that Dortmund can definitely give you more first-team opportunities?"

"Their head coach has come to treat me to dinner. If I don't really care about me, I wouldn't have to do this, right? And judging from my contact with Klopp, he is a very pure head coach, not a conspirator. .”

"You rarely hear this comment about Klopp, so let's talk about Klopp. What kind of person is he in normal times? All we can see is what he looks like in front of the coaching bench..."

"He is a person who is easy to talk to but not easy to talk to, and a person who is easy to get along with but not easy to get along with."

Duan Xin frowned: "It's hard for people to understand what you said. It's too mysterious..."

"Yes, getting along with him is a metaphysics in itself!" Zhou Yi said.

Duan Xin was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "I know photography is a metaphysics, but I didn't expect that getting along with Klopp is also a metaphysics..."

Zhou Jianliang, who was in front of the TV, also laughed. He was very satisfied with his son's performance just now. He was relaxed and humorous and had no stage fright. This is his precious son.

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When Wang Shunquan came home, he saw his son sitting in front of the TV watching TV. Watching TV itself is of course an ordinary thing, but what is extraordinary are the people who appear on the TV screen.

The man is talking to the camera.

He looked a little strange at first glance, but the faint smile on his face still made Wang Shunquan remember who he was after being stunned for a while.

Zhouyi!

The student he thought he would forget soon, but couldn't forget.

He was a naughty boy in school, but now he is a big star being interviewed on national television.

Judging from the calmness and calmness he showed in front of the camera, his temperament changed drastically, so Wang Shunquan didn't recognize him at first.

In fact, this child has changed a lot...but there are always some imprints in his bones that cannot be changed.

Wang Shunquan recognized him from his smile.

"Is this Zhou Yi a student in your school, dad?" The son turned around and saw his father standing behind him, and pointed at the TV screen and asked.

"Yeah." Wang Shunquan nodded.

"It's amazing! He is now a world-class player!" his son said excitedly.

Hearing what his son said, Wang Shunquan suddenly asked: "Is he very powerful?"

"Very, very, very...amazing!" said the son, a fan.

"How awesome is it?" Wang Shunquan never watches football and doesn't understand football. His understanding of football may only be based on some very fixed and outdated information.

"Let's put it this way, dad. With him, the Chinese team's chances of entering the World Cup have improved a lot!"

Even Wang Shunquan, who doesn't know much about football, was moved by this answer, because he knew that the level of Chinese football was very poor and it was impossible to reach any World Cup. But just because Zhou Yi joined, is it possible?

In this way, Zhou Yi is really powerful.

The "bad student" who was always criticized by him at Monday's flag-raising ceremony in school suddenly became a key figure in another field.

Wang Shunquan thought of the words of his old principal Lin Xianrong.

Education is not about molding you into identical copies according to a unified standard... While education is laying a solid foundation for you, it is actually about discovering the possibilities in each of you so that you can have more in your life. Possibilities and surprises...

When he heard these words next to him, he still disapproved of them and felt that the old principal's words were too bitter.

But now, looking at Zhou Yi on the TV screen, he realized how correct what the old principal said...

More possibilities and surprises in life... aren't they vividly reflected in Zhou Yi?

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After Zhou Yi finished his talk show on the TV station, he said goodbye to Schulze the next day. He took a plane back to Qingyang alone. Before taking off, he called his parents and told them to board the plane.

Then I turned off my phone and waited for takeoff.

When Zhou Jianliang and Li Cuiyun rushed to the airport to pick up their son, they found someone more active than them - the exit of domestic flights at Qingyun Airport in Qingyang was already crowded with people.

There were fans and many media reporters carrying cameras.

Zhou Jianliang saw the logo of the local TV station.

"Can this... still be squeezed in?" Li Cuiyun was surprised.

Zhou Jianliang is quite happy, because this shows that his son is very popular.

"Don't be happy, we can't get in, how can we let our son see us?" Li Cuiyun complained.

Zhou Jianliang looked around, and then said to his wife: "Don't worry, I will have a way to let my son see us when the time comes!"

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When Zhou Yi followed the passengers out of the exit, he once again saw a situation similar to that at the Capital International Airport.

The dark crowds and the twinkling flashlights.

Especially the flash. For a moment, he could hardly see anything, let alone find his father among the crowd of people.

So he was shaken by the flash and turned his head. When he turned... he saw his father.

His father, on one side of the exit passage, climbed up a lamppost used for modeling in an airport bookstore, and opened a piece of cardboard on which the word "son" was written in black ink.

Under the street lamp, two female clerks from the bookstore were pointing up at Zhou Jianliang and saying, "Sir, don't do this! Sir, come down quickly! Sir, climbing is prohibited here..."

Zhou Yi also saw his mother, standing beside him, looking like "I don't know this person."

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi couldn't help shouting: "Dad! Mom!"

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone followed Zhou Yi's gaze to the lamppost...

Zhou Jianliang was standing on the street light pole, with his hands wrapped around the top decorative light bulb. It was inconvenient to make large movements. He just shook the cardboard in his hand at Zhou Yi and shouted excitedly: "Son!"

The female bookstore clerk under the lamppost was also stunned. She didn't expect that such a stubborn middle-aged uncle was actually the... father of the famous football star Zhou Yi!

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That night, in the news about Zhou Yi's return to his hometown broadcast by Qingyang TV, the scene of Zhou Jianliang lying on a street light pole and his father and son recognizing each other was omitted. But the video was circulated online.

Everyone saw Zhou Yi's father bowing and apologizing to the bookstore clerk after slipping down from the pole.

As a result, netizens lamented that every father has a son, and his father is so stubborn. No wonder Zhou Yi didn't take the usual path...

This was not a very quality move, but considering the old man's eagerness to see his son and the fact that all the exits were blocked by fans and media picking up the plane, Zhou Jianliang's move was forgiven by many people.

And after he came down, he apologized very sincerely as soon as possible. How does this look like a family member of a celebrity? Which of today's celebrity family members is not the type of person who can ascend to heaven by one person? Relying on the fact that his children are celebrities, each of them can earn 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan. Let alone climbing a pole, even if you hit someone with your car on the road, you might not dare to show up.

Zhou Yi's father's behavior is quite consistent with the image of an ordinary person. He will make mistakes, but he will also apologize.

Next to him, Zhou Yi also followed his father to apologize to the clerk of the bookstore, which actually made the clerk a little embarrassed - they probably didn't expect that a star could be so shameless.

So after this matter spread on the Internet, it suddenly became a plus point for Zhou Yi. Let more people have a great impression of this young and famous star.

This was something neither Zhou Yi nor his parents expected.

When Li Cuiyun returned home, she kept complaining that her husband's behavior was too embarrassing: "You are so incompetent. From now on, if people don't scold you, they will scold your son!"

Zhou Jianliang sat there with his head drooped, being scolded by his wife in an honest manner.

Zhou Yi, who was next to him, quickly said good things for his father: "Mom, it's okay. My dad apologized. Just pay attention next time and don't talk about him all the time. My dad has self-respect even for such an old man. You have to I always say this about him, he..."

"What else does he dare to do?" Li Cuiyun stared at Zhou Yi and asked.

"What if he gives up on himself and breaks the jar?" Zhou Yi replied.

Li Cuiyun was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Next to him, Zhou Jianliang, who was being scolded honestly with his head lowered, jumped up when his son said this: "Don't say that about your dad, he's neither big nor small!"

"Sit down!" Li Cuiyun suddenly changed her face and scolded, and Zhou Jianliang sat down on the chair again.

Zhou Yi moved his eyes away from the chair made by his father and looked around at the furnishings at home.

Basically nothing changed before he left. The wallpaper in the living room has been used for too long, and the seams have turned yellow and turned up due to moisture and other reasons. The floor tiles under the feet are also due to the age, and some of them have cracked into several pieces.

The refrigerator is still an old refrigerator that has been in use for more than ten years. There is a keyhole in the door. I was worried that Zhou Yi would steal popsicles, so I bought such a locked refrigerator. It is considered relatively old. "Child lock" function.

The TV is the only relatively new major appliance, because it was an LCD TV I bought only a few years ago, but its size is a bit out of date.

The furniture has not been updated either.

While his mother was still scolding his father, Zhou Yi suddenly asked: "Dad, Mom, how come you don't use the money I gave you?"

Li Cuiyun stopped, and Zhou Jianliang also looked up at his son.

"We've saved your money," he said.

"Why are you saving it? Use it!"

"Hey, we all have wages now and we are not short of money. What do you do with your money?" Zhou Jianliang said with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yi pointed to the TV, refrigerator and sofa at home with worn leather cushions and said, "Replace all these things."

"It works fine, what should I replace it with?"

"What's better? When you listen to the sound of the compressor in the refrigerator, it's almost as fast as the tractor. Look at the TV again. Don't you think it's a little too small? Change it to a fifty-inch one with high definition, which will be more convenient for you. Watch my game. And this sofa, I remember you brought it from my second uncle’s house when I was in the third grade of elementary school, right?”

Zhou Jianliang stopped talking and turned to look at his wife.

Li Cuiyun coughed and said to Zhou Yi: "I know that playing football can make a lot of money, but the risks are also high. Look at those retired athletes, which one is not injured? Your money, to put it harshly, is your life money. , we can’t use it casually…”

Zhou Yi took a breath: "Mom, can you please stop talking about me like the international mercenaries who went to fight in Africa? What kind of money do you pay for your life? Of course there are risks in playing football, but the income is also high. High risks and high rewards are normal. Besides, if you don’t spend the money, what motivation would you have to make money? I chose to pursue professional football, wasn’t it also to make our family’s life easier?”

"Isn't it because you like playing football?"

"That's one of the reasons. Mom, besides, I know you're not happy at work..." Seeing his mother opening her mouth to speak, Zhou Yi quickly interrupted her, "What are those people like in your office? I don't know. It’s not that I don’t know, I don’t want to say unpleasant things. Didn’t you have some ideas when you were young? Now that your son is rich, you might as well resign and start your own business. You can do whatever you want.”

"Hey, I've always wanted to open a fan teahouse..." Zhou Jianliang next to him didn't finish his words when his wife glared back.

"Dad, if you want to open it, I support you. Then you can hang my photos and jerseys in the store..."

"Thank you, son!" Zhou Jianliang made a V sign to his son.

"Anyway, my meaning is that simple, Mom. You have raised me for twenty years, and now it is my turn to support you. If you are not happy at work, don't do it. This house is too small. You can change it to another one. Anyway, I There’s no shortage of money now.”

Zhou Yi said this in a loud tone, but he had great confidence.

He currently earns an annual salary of 1.5 million euros before tax at Dortmund. After tax is deducted, the amount is more than 800,000 euros, which is equivalent to 7.4 million RMB. In Qingyang, a second-tier city in the country, this money can already buy three villas, and the remaining money can buy another Range Rover.

Moreover, Zhou Yi's annual salary is only a small part of his annual income. The largest proportion of his income is actually various sponsorship contracts.

For example, the annual endorsement fee given to him by ck_jeans is almost as much as Dortmund's annual salary, which is 800,000 euros.

The contract Puma gave Zhou Yi is for six years, worth one million euros per year.

In addition, the price offered to Zhou Yi for the mineral water brand he endorses in China is a four-year contract worth two million yuan per year.

Not counting Zhou Yi's fragmentary competition bonuses, just these easily calculated income, Zhou Yi has an after-tax income of 25.5 million yuan a year.

This amount of money is something that many people would not be able to earn in a few lifetimes in Qingyang City, where the average salary is only two thousand. And Zhou Yi has it in one year, and his future income will be even higher.

This is also the reason why Zhou Yi has such confidence.

"Isn't the purpose of making money just to improve our living standards and live a good life? Now that we have such ability, why do we continue to stay in this small house?" Zhou Yi looked around.

It's not that he doesn't like this little house, he likes it very much, because this little house and the surrounding environment hold all the memories of his childhood life.

But no matter how beautiful the memories are, it is impossible for people to live in their memories forever, and it is impossible not to grow up. So if your house is small and you have the ability, why not move to a bigger house?

After hearing what Zhou Yi said, Li Cuiyun didn't say anything.

Who doesn't want to live a good life? Who doesn’t like living in a new, bright and airy house?

Who would be willing to live in a small, dark room for the rest of their lives if they could?

After a moment of silence, Li Cuiyun raised her head and said, "I won't quit my job. If your father doesn't work anymore, he can still go to the football fans' teahouse. I don't know what he will do. But this house..."

she said, looking around.

"It's really time to change."