Mark and his parents were waiting for Zhou Yi outside, and were excitedly chatting about the various details of the signing.

"I have signed for four years! The annual salary is 80,000 yuan before tax!" Mark was very excited and proud when he said that, which was much more than he earned according to the youth contract in the youth team.

While chatting and laughing, the door was opened and Zhou Yi walked out of it.

"It's over?" Mark greeted him.

Zhou Yi nodded: "You can go back."

"Okay! We want to celebrate well. We won't go out to eat this time. I'll make delicious food for you!" Mrs. Wagner announced happily.

Mark also cheered. Zhou Yi looked at his happy friend and squeezed out some smiles on his face. He was really feeling a little complicated when facing Mark now.

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When he returned to Mark's house, Zhou Yi looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the afternoon and nine o'clock in the evening in Beijing time.

So he called his parents again and told them that he could not go home.

But Zhou Jianliang seemed very happy: "It's okay if you don't come back, you have made great progress. Stay there and train well, and strive to stay in the first team. Your mother and I don't have to worry about it, it's all good. Just take care of yourself."

"What do you say?" Zhou Yi asked carefully.

"My mother, I didn't say much. I just said oh."

"Does she have any regrets if I won't go?" Zhou Yi asked.

"If you don't come back, I'll be tired for a few days. What regrets do I regret?" My mother's voice immediately rang on the phone.

Zhou Yi said sadly: "Dad, can you say it first next time you drive a hands-free phone?"

"I didn't turn on the hands-free, it was your mother..." Zhou Jianliang didn't say anything anymore, because his wife, who had been holding her ears to the receiver, pinching him, and he was so painful that he took a breath and didn't say that anymore.

"What's wrong with my mom?"

"Ah, there is nothing but nothing. In short, don't worry, son. We are your strong backing. Compared to going home, fighting there is more important. Just train well!"

After saying that, Zhou Jianliang hurriedly hung up the phone - he was so painful that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhou Yi held the soundless receiver and was a little puzzled why his father was so straightforward today...

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In the evening, Cortana also came back and attended a family dinner as her sister to congratulate her younger brother on signing her career contract.

In fact, for Cortana, this was a failure of her.

Because she never thought that her younger brother was capable of becoming a professional player, she always felt that her younger brother had mediocre talent in playing football.

Unexpectedly, my brother actually became a professional player.

She glanced at Zhou Yi with her eyes.

It only happened after this kid came to his house.

Speaking of which, in the past eight months he has been here, there have been many changes in his family...

Zhou Yi, who was having a meal, noticed someone staring at him, so he turned his eyes and saw Connata.

"Am I handsome?" he asked.

"Mystery." Cortana rolled her eyes.

Zhou Yi curled his lips at her, and then continued to lower his head to eat his own food.

"Hey, Zhou Yi, you're a little silent today." Mark, who had drunk some beer, was very excited. He hugged Zhou Yi's shoulder, came over, and said with alcohol in his mouth.

Mrs. Wagner also echoed: "That's right, Zhou Yi, you are indeed a little silent today. Today is a good day!"

After hearing the two of them say this, Zhou Yi put down the knife and fork, then wiped his mouth with a napkin, and raised his head to look at everyone.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wagner, because I really don't know how to say goodbye to you..."

Everyone was stunned when Zhou Yi said this.

"Say... goodbye?" Mrs. Wagner asked in surprise.

"Yes, according to the club's requirements, I can only live in your house until the end of this season, so I will move out from the beginning of next season and find another place to live..." Zhou Yi said.

This was what Ricken told him in the office of the youth training supervisor this afternoon.

If you want to stay in a homestay in a youth team, you cannot stay for too long. Generally, a season is the longest period. After the deadline expires, you have to change places to live, or you have to continue to find a fan family to accept it. This is the case for young foreign youth team players. Or you can go out and live alone, which is the case for older players, such as Zhou Yi, who are a little older.

On the one hand, this is to avoid a player from disturbing the normal life of a fixed family for a long time. After all, letting an outsider live in his own home is simply because of the family's love and enthusiasm for the club, but the club should not allow this love and enthusiasm to become a burden for the fans' family.

On the other hand, the reason is that we hope that players can learn to be independent. The ability to live independently is very important in society, whether it is a professional player or in any other profession. European clubs attach great importance to the ability of players to manage individuals. If a player cannot even take good care of his own life, generally speaking, even if such a player is talented, he is unlikely to achieve good achievements in the field of professional football.

So players who are old must be independent.

Moreover, players themselves often prefer to live alone and are unwilling to live in other people's homes for a long time. Because, at least... it would be inconvenient to take a few girls home to play games or something...

"Ah... it turned out that it's been a season..." Mrs. Wagner also reacted. She naturally knew the regulations, but living with Zhou Yi made her very happy. She didn't feel uncomfortable living with a stranger who had completely different living habits, so she unknowingly blocked the regulations in her mind.

"But you came to our house at the end of November last year..." Mark also remembered that there was indeed such a rule in the club, but he couldn't bear to leave Zhou Yi and wanted to pick on the words of the rules.

Zhou Yi turned his head and looked at Mark, and said with a smile: "Actually, I can't bear to part with you..."

When Mark heard Zhou Yi say this, he almost cried with his mouth flat. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi followed and said, "...the game console, Mark."

"Ah?" Mark looked at Zhou Yi with a dull look on his face.

"Puff." Cortana, who was already busy watching the warm scene, squirted out the wine she had just drunk.

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by her. Cortana glared at Zhou Yi with some embarrassment and resentment, and quickly wiped the wine that she sprayed on the table with a napkin. At the same time, she kept coughing - she was choking into the trachea by the wine just now.

Mark turned his head and looked at his sister's dilemma. He was not surprised or interested in her rare embarrassment. Instead, he turned his eyes back and stared at Zhou Yi and shouted: "You don't care about our friendship?"

"What do you think your gaming console is the best testimony of our friendship? This is a rhetorical technique. Do you understand, Mark? This is called seeing things and thinking of people. When I see that gaming console, I will think of you..."

Zhou Yi's words made Mark feel a little better, and he grinned.

"...That bad gaming technology." Zhou Yi finished speaking.

"Ha?" Mark was stunned for a moment, then reacted and grabbed Zhou Yi's neck, "Ahhhhhhh! You're dead, Zhou Yi!! You teased me!"

Zhou Yi, who was strangled, quickly raised his hand to surrender, rolled his eyes and shouted, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!!"

"Stop messing around with Mark!" Mrs. Wagner was really afraid that Zhou Yi would be pinched, so she quickly stopped her son. "You pinched Zhou Yi!"

Mark said aggrievedly: "Mom, is it me or Zhou Yi your own son?"

"What nonsense?" Mrs. Wagner glared at Mark, "Zhou Yi is better than my son if he is not my son!"

"Ahhhh! Zhou Yi, you snatched my mother's love!" Mark shouted again.

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes and vomited two blisters: "Blame me?"

"Okay, Mark, stop! Look at Zhou Yi foaming at the same time!" Mrs. Wagner said anxiously.

At this moment, Mark's restaurant was unprecedentedly lively...

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Zhou Yi helped Mark walk to the door of his room and asked, "Mark, are you going to have a plate?"

He thrust his mouth towards the gaming console.

"I've drunk too much, Zhou Yi..." Mark shook his head slowly, his words and pronunciation were not very clear.

"I know, Mark." Zhou Yi nodded, "That's why I want to have a good time with you and teach you how to be a good person!"

Mac gave Zhou Yi a look: "Take advantage of others' danger and win without force!"

"This is called strategy. Do you understand strategy? Mark? Well, I know this word is a bit difficult for you... Simply put, tactics are to use your strengths to target the enemy's shortcomings. I can easily defeat you, why do you have to fight you head-on?" Zhou Yi said seriously.

Mark laughed and said, "Yes, Zhou Yi, you always do this. On the court, you always run to a space where no one notices to catch the ball. You are so cunning..."

"It seems like you won't be the same." Zhou Yi gave Mark a blank look.

"That's different, that's different..." Mark waved his hand powerlessly. "I don't know how I did it myself, but you know how you did it. Zhou Yi, you can copy it countless times, but I... I don't know when I can't do it. I feel like I'm lucky every time..."

"Mark, luck is also part of strength, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, blind chickens can peck at the rice." Mark nodded repeatedly. "But I still admire you very much, Zhou Yi. You are the most powerful person I have ever met, even better than Mario. You will continue to be so powerful when you go to the first team next season!"

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Mark saw Zhou Yi's surprised expression and smiled proudly: "I didn't expect it? Hehehe! Don't think I'm so stupid! Why did Mr. Ricken keep you alone? I think he is definitely not telling you the accommodation regulations alone, right? You performed so well in the youth team, how could you continue to stay in the youth team? If I were Mr. Ricken, I wouldn't let you stay here, that would be a waste for you. If you stay here, you will not make any progress. Zhou Yi. You are super powerful. The youth team is too pediatric for you!"

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Cortana walked upstairs with the book in her arms, and just as she turned the corner of the stairs, she heard the voice of her younger brother upstairs.

So she stopped and did not continue to walk up, but stood quietly at the corner, leaning against the wall, and continuing to read her book.

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"Going to the first team surprised those first team stars!" Mark patted Zhou Yi's shoulders and said loudly. "I believe you, Zhou Yi! You can definitely do it!"

"How much wine did you drink today, Mark?" Zhou Yi asked.

"I'm very awake now." Mark said, shaking his head. "Do you think you can't do it?"

"Mark, do you know why I like to be friends with you?" Zhou Yi asked.
To be continued...