Tim Kister really couldn't wait anymore. He was anxious and finally decided to go straight to the scene, regardless of whether his actions would fall into the eyes of other clubs. If he didn't look for Zhou Yi, he would be afraid that other clubs would win the lead.

So he waited directly in the hotel where the young players stayed until the Chinese football teenagers finished their training and took a car to return to the hotel.

He saw the young players returning to the hotel with laughter, and the hotel lobby, which was previously slightly deserted, immediately became lively.

Looking at these sixteen or seventeen-year-old children, Kester smiled.

No matter where you are, China, Japan, or Europe, children are always the most energetic people.

His eyes quickly locked in Zhou Yi. He was walking side by side with his friends on the team, talking and laughing.

Then everyone piled up in front of the elevator.

Because the elevator that arrived first was limited in transportation, and Zhou Yi and the others obviously planned to join together, they retreated outside the circle and asked other teammates to go first.

After two elevators, there were only four people left at the elevator door.

Seeing that the time was right, Keest got up and walked behind them, acting like he was waiting for the elevator.

When the third elevator came down, the five of them entered the elevator cabin together, which was perfect.

Kester secretly praised his wit.

But then he was stunned because he saw the teenagers taking out their room cards and brushing them under the elevator button. After the red light turned green, they pressed their own floor.

Only Kester was left without pressing it, and the teenagers turned their heads and looked at the foreigner.

"Why is this foreigner standing stupidly? Why don't he swipe his card? I have to go back and take a shower," Sun Pan complained in a low voice.

"Maybe I forgot to bring it?"

"If you forget to bring it, you have to go to the front desk."

"Who of you speak Spanish? Tell him to go to the front desk?" Sun Pan asked again.

"I will say it." Zhou Yi volunteered.

"That's useless"

Keest, who could fully understand what they were talking about, felt very embarrassed, but he also knew that persisting would only make him more embarrassed...

Since it's all like this... it's better...

So he made up his mind and said to Zhou Yi directly: "Hello Zhou Yi, I am a scout at Dortmund Club. Can we talk about it?"

He pointed to the hotel lobby outside.

The others in the elevator were stunned this time.

"Dodotmond?" This sentence was not what Guo Nu said, but Sun Pan, who was too surprised, after saying that, he reacted and said to Guo Nu, "I am not imitating you, Lao Guo."

"You don't need to explain"

Zhou Yi was a little surprised, but what he was surprised was not that Dortmund scouts looked for him, but that this foreigner actually spoke Chinese.

"You can... speak Chinese?"

"My wife is Chinese. How about it? Otherwise, we'll have a drink at the cafe?" Kester sent another invitation.

But he did not stand still, but looked at his teammates. Yang Muge waved at him: "You go, we'll come to find you later."

So Zhou Yi and Kester got off the elevator together, and the elevator door was closed behind them, and Sun Pan's voice floated out: "Hey, do you think Zhou Yi will reject the family again this time?"

"I think foreigners can understand what you say," said Yang Muge.

"Ah? Damn it"

Only Zhou Yi and Kester were left in front of the elevator door. "Do you go to the cafe?" Kester asked.

"Okay." Zhou Yi nodded.

The two found a cafe on the right side of the lobby, sat down with Keith and a cup of coffee, while Zhou Yi ordered a cup of juice.

After ordering the drink, Kester looked at Zhou Yi with a smile, and then asked: "Your teammate just said that you would reject the family again?"

"Oh, I rejected a club that I looked for, but it wasn't a rejection, it just didn't agree..." Zhou Yi didn't think there was anything to hide about this thing, and to be honest.

"Ah..." Kester secretly praised in his heart that if he didn't come to find Zhou Yi, he might have been taken away. So he asked again: "Is it convenient to disclose which company it is?"

"Arsenal." Zhou Yi replied.

There was a change in expression on Kester's face, and it turned out to be Arsenal. This club is famous for its outstanding youth training and is very attractive to young players. Therefore, he became even more curious:

Why did Zhou Yi refuse such an attractive club?

He asked this question, and Zhou Yi did not hide it: "I hope they will give me a first-team commitment. After all, I am already seventeen years old and will soon turn eighteen. I can't stay in the youth team for long, so I hope to get the promise that I can enter the first-team. But they can't give it."

Because Kester can speak Chinese, it is more convenient for Zhou Yi to communicate with him. Without the help of translation, he can accurately express his meaning clearly, and naturally he will have more words.

After listening to Zhou Yi's words, Kester fell into deep thought.

Zhou Yi's words really made him unexpected that a seventeen-year-old boy had thought so much and so far, and he was already thinking about the first team before he even joined the team.

However, before Zhou Yi finished speaking, he paused and continued, "I know what you have to do with me, so I said it directly. My request for Arsenal is also my request for Dortmund. Maybe you will feel that I am a little arrogant and ignorant, but I just guarantee my own rights. This is my request, very simple. If you are willing to consider it, then we can continue to talk. If you don't, that's nothing."

While waiting for Zhou Yi in the hotel lobby, Kester also thought about what to say if he met Zhou Yi, whether to start with his wife being a Chinese, bringing the relationship between the two sides closer, and then start lobbying him to join Dortmund.

But I never expected that the real negotiation would be like this after the beginning...

Zhou Yi completely controlled the dominance, and after a combination of punches, he played all the cards in his hand, and he still didn't even get a single card in his hand...

If this is Landlord, I will lose

Why is this kid so sharp?

Keest shook his head: "It's not that I don't agree to you, Zhou Yi. It's not that I can agree to this condition. I can't make decisions about the first team. If you persist, I can ask the people who can make decisions. But I hope, I hope you give me a promise."

Zhou Yi looked at the other party and signaled to him.

"I will reply to you as soon as possible, but I hope you don't agree to any club invitation until then, how about it?"

Zhou Yi did not nod and agreed directly, but said: "I can only guarantee that I won't do this before the end of the game, but I can't guarantee it over time..."

"No, no, don't wait that long. I think tomorrow night as soon as possible... No, I will give you a reply at noon tomorrow, so will I leave your contact information?"

"My mobile phone cannot be used abroad." Zhou Yi spread his hands.

"Okay...you're going back to the hotel at noon tomorrow? I'm still waiting for you in the lobby. What do you think?"

"no problem."

"Then let's just say that," Kester stood up and planned to go back.

Zhou Yi was surprised: "You haven't served the coffee yet..."

"Let's drink well when our business is done." Keest waved his hand without looking back, and disappeared outside the door like the wind.

Zhou Yi sat in his position, smelled the smell of sweat on his body, frowned because of the smoke, and he also got up and left.

So when the waiter came back with a cup of juice and a cup of coffee, the table was empty and there was no one to find...

After taking a shower, Zhou Yi changed his clothes and went out to have dinner in the restaurant.

This time he didn't have to look for him when he entered the restaurant. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a group of people gathered around a table, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Although Zhou Yi was far away, he still heard Sun Pan's voice, just like the storyteller: "...That man, he looked like a foreigner, and spoke in Chinese with his mouth. He was shocked and said that he was a scout from Dortmund and wanted to chat with Zhou Yi..."

"Wow" a burst of exclamations came from the crowd.

Yesterday was Arsenal, today was Dortmund. These European giants have agreed to come for a car battle, right?

"Zhou Yi, a loyal boy, left us alone to go to the appointment..."

When Zhou Yi heard this, he hurriedly squeezed in: "Hey, are you all here?"

Seeing the real master appear, everyone surrounded him: "Zhou Yi, how are you talking to Dortmund?"

"You rejected them again this time?"

"What rejection, no agreement, no agreement." Zhou Yi waved his hand.

"Sure enough, I rely on Zhou Yi, you have a high vision. You look down on Arsenal and Dortmund. Could it be Barcelona?"

Hearing this, He Ying, who was outside the crowd, raised his head, but he quickly lowered his head again.

"The technical characteristics and style of Zhouyi are indeed quite suitable for Barcelona..."

"Nothing, nothing is not..."

Seeing Zhou Yi keep waving his hands, Sun Pan asked: "You kid won't make another first-team promise, right?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "Of course."

The crowd that was still very lively before suddenly became quiet.

The first team promised... I'm afraid even Barcelona wouldn't agree to Zhou Yi, right?

An unknown young man actually tried to enter the first team of a wealthy family... Do you think the first team is so easy to enter? I don’t know how many people in their youth training camp are more talented than you, and it is difficult to enter the first team.

This conversation between Sun Pan and Zhou Yi ended everyone's heated discussion.

The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and everyone remained silent and returned to their own positions to continue their meals.

Zhou Yi looked at everyone's back as he left and asked, "What's wrong with everyone?"
To be continued...