Chapter 213 Definition of Success

After Zhou Yi returned home, all he discussed with his parents was the house bills, which sounded quite vulgar.

He was a shining star on the court who captivated tens of thousands of people. It seems difficult to connect such an image with the image of discussing changing houses in front of parents.

Because the former is radiant and the latter is somewhat worldly.

But life is originally a secular world hidden under a dazzling light - life includes not only dreams and distant places, but also the daily life in front of you.

Zhou Yi didn't care whether discussing house and money issues with his parents in a cliché manner would damage his image. Compared with the reality that my parents enjoy, the issue of face is simply not worth mentioning.

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After returning home, Zhou Yi lived a very simple holiday. He did not go sightseeing or frequent business centers.

He appears to be very low-key in the media. After participating in several business events and media interviews, he did not appear in any media pages.

In Qingyang, a city that is not too famous in China, he is enjoying his time in a small town.

To a certain extent, Qingyang and Dortmund in Zhouyi's illusion are actually somewhat similar. They are both industrial cities relying on traditional industries.

Dortmund is a coal and steel industry, while Qingyang is also a famous heavy industry city in northern China. Many places in this city are basically family areas of large state-owned enterprises. The territory of a state-owned enterprise is almost equivalent to a district.

Cities relying on heavy industry were very brilliant in the early days of this country's development. But now, most heavy industrial bases are somewhat depressed. Of course, depression is not without its benefits. While housing prices across China are rising rapidly, housing prices in Qingyang are rising very slowly.

Zhou Yi has learned that the most expensive house in Qingyang only has an average price of 10,000, and it is still the most expensive. In fact, there are many houses priced at RMB 7,000 to 8,000 per square meter that are already very good properties, whether it is the surrounding environment, community properties, or the quality of the house itself.

It seems that we have turned to the more clichéd house issue again?

Who asked Zhou Yi to learn about the house recently?

Of course, Zhou Yi's holidays are not always tied up with Qingyang's real estate. He sometimes goes out for a walk. At first, every time he appeared, he would attract many people to watch.

Because he is not used to dressing up like a star in his hometown.

But then he wore a peaked cap when he went out again, but he was still not used to wearing sunglasses... Of course, the effect was good - who would have thought that this person who dressed simply, wore a peaked cap, and rode a bicycle Is he the famous football star Zhou Yi?

Zhou Yi likes to ride a bicycle around. This way of travel is green, environmentally friendly, low-key and convenient. Of course, this is also because Qingyang itself is not a very big city, and you can get around a lot in one day just by riding a bicycle.

When he was in school, he would ride his bicycle and play football with his classmates everywhere in junior high school. Of course, many schools had football fields, but they were not open to the public. Even their own schools are not closed on weekends. So they had to ride bicycles around to find venues to play football, each with a bicycle, carrying schoolbags, which contained not textbooks but jerseys and sneakers, with a football sandwiched in the back seat, and they walked through the busy traffic. middle.

Sometimes they have to climb over the wall in order to play football. Of course, if they are discovered by the security guards, they will be kicked out again, which is a complete mess.

But very happy.

Today, Zhou Yi put money for lunch in his pocket and went out on his bicycle. Half an hour later, he rode to the gate of his alma mater, Qingyang No. 1 High School.

May is not the summer vacation time for Chinese high schools, so when Zhou Yi came to Qingyang No. 1 High School, many people and cars gathered at the gate because it was the time when school was over at noon.

Students from No. 1 High School wearing traditional Chinese sportswear uniforms are pouring out of the gate, calling for friends.

Zhou Yi parked the car aside and watched this scene. This was his daily life as a student.

The students passed by him and talked about which restaurant they should go to for lunch. The rice bowl at this restaurant is good, and the ramen at that restaurant is also delicious. After the meal, they will buy a cup of milk tea. The grilled sausages in the supermarket outside are also very good. …

The names of the restaurants they were talking about were not unfamiliar to Zhou Yi. After all, he had only left campus for two and a half years. However, the classmates he met at the beginning have already graduated from this middle school. Some of them will successfully enter their ideal universities, some of them will go to universities that they don’t want to go to, and some of them may not be admitted to universities. , and then entered the society.

Anyway, everyone went their separate ways, and the class group that was quite lively at first has gradually become deserted. No one has spoken for ten days and a half. Everyone has lived a new life in their own new environment, met new friends, and formed a new circle.

Isn't that the Book of Changes? It's just that his circle is too far away, and other people can still have some contact with each other. Others in his circle can't get in even if they want to, because they don't have anything in common. And with Zhouyi's current status, it is inevitable that many people will be a little afraid and feel alienated.

So in fact, Zhou Yi rarely contacts his classmates now.

Today he suddenly wanted to come to his old high school, just to reminisce about the past.

I didn’t come here just because I wanted to return home in fine clothes.

After working alone in Germany for two and a half years, Zhou Yi has become much more mature.

After he came back from the reality show, he stole the show during the whole school class.

Now he just wants to watch quietly.

He found a place to lock the car, then took the little money in his pocket and went to a small restaurant where he used to go with his classmates for lunch.

A portion of twice-cooked pork rice bowl and a glass of iced pickled plum juice were the standard lunches during Zhou Yi’s high school days.

He was sitting at a table for four in the small shop, wearing his peaked cap backwards, lowering his head to eat the rice bowl that had just been served. The taste... he had forgotten whether it still tasted the same. To be honest, it had been two years since he It was the first time in half a year that I ate twice-cooked pork... As a professional player, of course I know the disadvantages of eating this kind of food, so I don't usually eat it. But this time, Zhou Yi made an exception.

While he was lowering his head to eat, two first-grade students sat down next to him. After ordering their meals, they started chatting about people and things in the class.

So-and-so and so-and-so are getting along, so-and-so and so-and-so have broken up again, I'm not sure about the final exam at the end of the month, where to go during the summer vacation...that kind of thing.

These topics were also the topics that Zhou Yi would discuss with his classmates. In addition, there will be more football-related topics.

Zhou Yi just lowered his head to eat and listened quietly to their exchange without interrupting.

After eating, he put the money on the table, put on his cap, stood up and left with a touch of his mouth.

Although he only looked at the school gate this time, Zhou Yi was satisfied and was ready to go back.

But when he just walked to the bicycle storage point, he was recognized.

"Zhou...Yi?" A female voice called in an uncertain tone.

Zhou Yi raised his head reflexively, and his eyes met with the woman opposite, and they bumped into each other.

"Is it really you?" The woman opposite was stunned for a moment, then she was delighted.

Zhou Yi also recognized that the person calling him was his high school teacher Zhai Liying. He was also a little surprised: "Teacher Zhai?"

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Zhou Yi probably never expected that he would still be called to the office by his head teacher after he had left campus for two and a half years...

Now he is sitting in Teacher Zhai Liying's office. However, the treatment he enjoys now is much better than when he was a student, because his head teacher is pouring water for him...

Standing up and taking the water glass handed over by Teacher Zhai with both hands, Zhou Yi asked strangely: "Teacher Zhai, I think I disguised myself very well. How come you recognized me?"

When Zhai Liying heard what Zhou Yi said, she glanced at the peaked cap he placed next to him, and then said: "I still remember my students. Especially... those students who are often called to the office."

When she said this, she couldn't help but laugh.

Zhou Yi also smiled and scratched his head. When he was in school, he was a representative of the "poor students" who worried the teacher a lot. He was always called to the office for discipline.

This joke relieved a lot of the initial awkwardness between teachers and students. Zhai Liying looked at Zhou Yi. This naughty student who was always criticized by herself had completely changed. The change was far beyond that of her peers. There were really a lot of changes in him.

"I'm not a football fan, and I don't know much about football. But I still often see you in newspapers and TV. They all say you are very good. Are you really good?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhou Yi continued to scratch his head.

"I'm very curious, Zhou Yi. Can you tell me about your experience in Germany? Just say it, I just want to hear about your situation there." Zhai Liying asked softly, facing Zhou Yi now , she can't even hold on to the airs of her former head teacher.

If the teacher wants to listen, Zhou Yi will talk about it. He will not refuse this kind of communication. When I was a student, which student didn't want to be on an equal footing with his or her class teacher, chatting and laughing?

So he started from his experience when he first went to Germany, picked some interesting things to tell the teacher, and tried to avoid boring and professional content.

What he said was interesting, and Zhai Liying also found it interesting, and even burst into laughter.

After telling his story, Zhou Yi lowered his head and took a sip of the cold water, but the office suddenly fell into silence, which was a little embarrassing.

At this time, Zhai Liying suddenly asked again: "Zhou Yi, do you think you are successful now?"

This question stabilized Zhou Yi. The atmosphere was quite relaxed and normal before. Why did he suddenly ask such a profound question?

"This... depends on how you define success." Zhou Yi thought for a moment and replied.

"Then how do you define success?" Zhai Liying asked.

"There are many types of success. Fulfilling your dreams is considered success, making a lot of money is considered success, and being famous is also considered success."

Zhai Liying nodded: "If you define it this way, you have already succeeded, Zhou Yi, when you were twenty years old."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "It doesn't count..."

"Then what counts as success?"

"This..." Zhou Yi tilted his head and thought for a while, "After I die, many, many people will still remember me?"

He said it in an uncertain tone, which surprised Zhai Liying.

She didn't expect that the standard of success in this naughty student's mind would be so high.

"But let's be put on the wall of honor first! Haha!" Zhou Yi laughed to himself.

So Zhai Liying also laughed: "I would say success means being a person who is responsible for oneself and useful to society."

Zhou Yi nodded quickly: "Teacher Zhai is right, thank you for your teaching!"

Zhai Liying waved her hands and shook her head: "It's out of the question."

Indeed, she heard this from the old principal Lin Xianrong, and the old principal's words were obviously inspired by Zhou Yi.

So it was not she who taught Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi who taught her... (To be continued.)