As soon as the training was over, Sun Pan and Yang Muge ran to the gym to look for Zhou Yi. Finally, they saw Zhou Yi standing on the steps at the entrance of the gym, looking up at the west sky forty-five degrees.

"How is it?" Sun Pan asked.

Zhou Yi still kept this movement unchanged and said in a slightly low voice: "I feel that the toxins in my body are discharged from my body with sweat. Tomorrow, you will see that I will be a brand new me and I will be reborn!"

After saying that, he clenched his fists.

"The nerve... I'm leaving." Sun Pan waved his hand, pulled Yang Muge and left.

"Eh?" Yang Muge didn't understand why Zhou Yi just said something, and Sun Pan was leaving. Wasn't he worried about him before?

Sun Pan pulled Yang Muge and said to him as he walked: "Do you think this kid looks like he was hit and unable to recover?"

Yang Muge looked back at Zhou Yi who was standing on the forty-five corner on the steps and looking at the sky: "I feel that I was hit very seriously, and I am all mentally ill..."

"That's right, he's that kind of virtue!" Sun Pan said that he knew Zhou Yi very well, as if he had known him for twenty years.

After saying that, he turned around and shouted at Zhou Yi: "Hurry back to the dormitory to take a shower, see you in the restaurant later!"

"Oh!" Zhou Yi replied.

Sun Pan turned his head and said to Yang Muge, "Look, I still know that I have no problem with my brain."

Yang Muge was speechless. He felt that Zhou Yi and Sun Pan had their brains...a bit abnormal.

He looked back at Zhou Yi and found that Zhou Yi was still standing there.

Zhou Yi stood on the steps and looked at the sky to the west, his eyes crossed the dark forest. The treetops were coated with a layer of gold edges under the brilliance of the setting sun, and finally fell on the sunset.

The light emitted by the sunset under the golden clouds is soft and not dazzling at all, and you can already look directly at it.

Sweat flowed down from Zhou Yi's forehead and along the curve of his cheeks, covering every condensed sweat bead on his face, neck, arms, thighs and calves, a dim and soft sun could be reflected, making him seem to emit a soft golden light.

Not dazzling, but a little sacred.

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After taking a shower, Zhou Yi reunited with Sun Pan and Yang Muge in the restaurant. During the meal, Yang Muge chatted with Zhou Yi for a few words and found that he spoke with clear ideas and rigorous logic. Only then did he confirm that Zhou Yi was really not suffering too much, which led to mental disorders. He felt relieved.

The only thing that surprised him was that Zhou Yi ate very much for dinner...

After dinner, Sun Pan suggested that everyone take a walk in the training base, but Zhou Yi refused. He said he would go back to the dormitory to write his summer homework. When Sun Pan sneered at Zhou Yi's excuse, Yang Muge reminded Sun Pan that Zhou Yi was indeed a high school student who was still in school.

So Sun Pan had no choice and Zhou Yi returned to the dormitory alone.

When Zhou Yi returned to the dormitory, he found that He Ying was already there.

"You didn't go to have a meal?" He was a little surprised because he didn't see He Ying in the restaurant.

"I've eaten it." He Ying answered Zhou Yi's question very simply and continued reading.

Zhou Yi glanced at the book he always held and thought it would be a novel, but he didn't expect that he would be dizzy at first glance - it was full of dense letters.

He also saw the tone symbols in the Chinese pinyin, including the four tones and the two tones.

He couldn't help asking, "Are you still learning Chinese pinyin?"

He Ying really resisted the indecent action of rolling her eyes and replied in an unhappy tone: "That's a diacritic."

Then he added: "Catalan textbooks." He said that he was reading the book.

"Uh..." Zhou Yi didn't know how to answer the conversation, and the topic continued to continue completely beyond his knowledge.

In fact, he also wanted to ask He Ying why he looked at the Catalan textbook, but he knew that he probably wouldn't answer after asking He Ying's temperament, so why bother to make it boring?

Zhou Yi came to the table and opened the drawer. The drawer was free writing paper provided in the dormitory, which was harder than ordinary printing paper. Zhou Yi took out all the paper.

He took out the water pen from his bag and handed it to He Ying with the paper and pen: "That, please give me some trouble."

He Ying looked up at Zhou Yi strangely. It was not that he didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't understand why Zhou Yi asked him for an autograph, and it was a signature of such a thick stack of paper.

"Why, many of my classmates are your fans. When I heard that I actually lived in the same dormitory with you, they screamed excitedly and insisted that I ask me to sign for you. So..." Zhou Yi said to He Ying with a smile on his face.

He Ying frowned when he looked at the stack of papers in Zhou Yi's hand. He really didn't know that Zhou Yi was deliberately spoofing him, or whether there were so many classmates who were his fans.

He Ying is familiar with fan signatures, and he doesn't think there is anything strange about his fans in distant places.

He Ying, so confident!

But even so many signatures cannot be signed.

So He Ying took the paper and pen, frowned and said, "I can only sign five..."

Zhou Yi nodded quickly and said, "It's okay! Five of them are only five! I told them, He Ying is very busy. If you are so tired of training every day, you can't be considerate and considerate of your idol. Don't make him too tired? So I didn't promise them how many signatures they could get. I think they should be satisfied with the five!"

This is a righteous saying.

He Ying didn't answer the conversation, but just held a pen in his hand to sign the paper.

The pen tip and the hard paper frequently contacted each other, making a brush-brushing sound, which was pleasant to hear. Zhou Yi observed next to him that He Ying's signature was very beautiful, just like those celebrity signatures. There is a problem that is the same as the celebrity signatures, that is, he can't understand the word "He Ying".

Seeing He Ying's pen signing like a dragon and a snake, Zhou Yi's hand secretly followed him down.

Soon He Ying signed five names and handed them to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi quickly stopped the movement in his hand and took He Ying's signature with both hands: "Thank you so much! My classmates must not know how happy they are! I will thank you for them!"

He Ying smiled slightly on his face, said nothing, and continued to look down at his Catalan textbook.

Zhou Yi carefully packed the signatures and put them in his schoolbag from his home to Beijing.

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This day was extremely exciting and a little long for Zhou Yi.

In the morning, he said farewell to his father at the gate of the training base. After reporting, he almost had a conflict with his new teammate Guo An, and then met his new friends Sun Pan and Yang Muge. In the afternoon, he also held the first training class. Although it was a ball-free training, Zhou Yi had never been exposed to formal physical training before. This time, under the leadership of physical coach Coach Li, Zhou Yi completed the first formal physical training class in his life.

He was deeply touched.

What he said when he stood outside the gym and looked at the sunset was not a nerve. He really felt that something seemed to be discharged from his body with sweat, while new things were sprouting in his physical energy and were about to rewoven his body.

I devote myself to training, sweating, and drain the last trace of energy. I feel exhausted and unable to move, but under the supervision of the coach, I get up again and continue to squeeze the potential of my body... It really makes people feel like I am reborn.

He still remembers the first thing Coach Li said after seeing him, who had just entered the gym.

"My task is to train you in these two weeks to meet the basic requirements of playing games, so I will train you hard in these two weeks. You have to be prepared. These two weeks are very long, boy. Now, are you ready?"

Then he really practiced Zhou Yi to lie on the ground like a dog and gasp for breath. Sweat fell from his body and soaked onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

If Sun Pan and the others came early and could see Zhou Yi in the gym, they wouldn't have to ask Zhou Yi how he was, they would see the answer directly.

Because he was too tired, Zhou Yi washed up early and went to bed.

This surprised He Ying - he felt that he was lying on time at 9:30 every day, and he had a regular life and went to bed early. Unexpectedly, there were people who slept earlier than him...

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Although Hao Dong has a house in Beijing, Hao Dong did not return to his home, but lived in the dormitory of the training base with the young players and other coaching staff members.

Compared with the young players' rooms, the coaches' rooms are in better conditions, at least equipped with computers.

At this time, Hao Dong's room was brightly lit, and all members of the coaching team were gathering in his room to summarize the training work of the day.

In fact, Hao Dong was present at the time and basically knew everything about the team's training. So after hearing the report from the offensive coach, defensive coach, and goalkeeper coach, he nodded and said nothing.

Then he asked physical coach Li Haorui: "How is your side?"

When Li Haorui mentioned this, he couldn't help but laugh first.

Hao Dong was surprised that Li Haorui was usually a very serious person and rarely saw him laugh before he could speak. So he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, I thought of that little child Zhou Yi."

"What's wrong with him?"

Li Haorui smiled and said, "He is the strangest child I have ever seen."

"How to say it?" Now it was not only Hao Dong, but other coaches in the room were also interested.

"Brother Dong, you have seen the training plan for him, right?" Li Haorui did not answer this question, but asked Hao Dong first.

Hao Dong nodded. This was a plan they made together, and of course he had seen it.

"That boy, he kept shouting about being tired on the equipment. He always said, "Coach, I can't do it anymore" and lied that his heart was about to stop beating..."

Li Haorui said, and the other coaches shook their heads after hearing this - this kid's will is too weak, it was only the first day of training... No, to be precise, it was the first half of the day, and he couldn't hold on and complained. What else should I do next?

Hao Dong had no expression on his face and was not surprised because the training plan was indeed very strict. It is normal for ordinary people to complain, and he only cared about the training effect.

"What then?" he asked.

"Then he finished it all." Li Haorui spread his hands and said.

Hao Dong raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth in surprise.

"What does it mean to finish it all?" he asked.

"It's all done according to the requirements of the training plan." Li Haorui replied.

Hao Dong opened his mouth slightly, fell into deep thought, and did not continue to speak.

The coaches next to them who were shaking their heads before were also stunned, and were surprised by the result.

It turns out that the boy was complaining and achieving all his training goals... Is he schizophrenia?!

Li Haorui continued: "So, Brother Dong. I think it may take less than two weeks. This child may be able to complete your set mission goals. Do you want it then..."

Hao Dong came back to his senses from his thoughts. He knew what Li Haorui was going to say, so he waved his hand: "No, I completed it in advance, and I have to let him practice for two weeks, and it is not a waste for half a day."

He didn't tell Li Haorui why, because he didn't know if the people present would believe what he was thinking about.
Chapter completed!