Chapter 1 The crowd on the sidelines, who had been dissatisfied with Zhou Yi's shot selection, was stunned the moment the soccer ball flew into the goal. Alan Powell stood rooted to the spot as if struck by lightning.

He had thought Zhou Yi's choice was too rash and lacked composure.

But in less than a second, Zhou Yi had used the goal to slap him in the face.

Of course, he could stubbornly argue that it was a lucky shot, a fluke. But with the goal right in front of him, such an argument would be pointless.

In another corner of the field, Tim Kist punched the air excitedly.

After following Zhou Yi for two games, he discovered a special quality about him: he always seemed to bring surprises.

Kist didn't believe Zhou Yi's shot was a fluke, because upon closer inspection of his movements, it was clear he had planned it.

When passing wouldn't solve the problem, he decisively chose to shoot and scored…

It seemed Zhou Yi's scoring ability wasn't weak either, and his imagination wasn't limited to passing; it was also reflected in his shooting.

Kist no longer wondered why Klopp had called him back from Japan just to follow and observe this one person…

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Alan Powell wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded. So was assistant coach Xu Yang, who was standing on the sidelines.

When Zhou Yi equalized the score, he was so shocked that he forgot to raise his hands in celebration.

He never expected Zhou Yi to kick such a world-class goal.

When things seemed impossible, Zhou Yi used this unstoppable shot to break the deadlock and help the Chinese teenagers equalize!

Cheers erupted from the bench and the coaching area.

Xu Yang shook his head with a helpless smile. "That kid…"

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After the goal, the Chinese players on the field wanted to celebrate with Zhou Yi, so they followed him straight to the bench.

The teammates on the bench also wanted to come up and hug Zhou Yi, but they saw him waving his hands, signaling them not to come closer. At the same time, he rushed to backup goalkeeper Lai Cong: "Where is it?"

Lai Cong was stunned for a moment before realizing what Zhou Yi was asking for, so he handed over Zhou Yi's student ID.

Zhou Yi took the student ID, turned around, and broke out of the encirclement again, running toward one of the cameras.

His teammates were confused by Zhou Yi's strange behavior, wondering what he was trying to do.

Zhou Yi ran to the camera lens, held up his student ID, and showed his photo, name, and student number to the camera: "Me! Zhou Yi! Student of Class Three, Grade Three of Qingyang High School! Do you believe me now?"

Xu Yang covered his forehead, while Hao Dong laughed beside him.

Similarly, director Xu Tao went from initial surprise to laughter.

He was still considering how to get Zhou Yi to prove his identity, but he didn't expect Zhou Yi to think ahead of him…

In the world of soccer, there's no shortage of celebrations where players rush to the camera lens after scoring. Some roar at the lens, like Maradona in the '94 World Cup. Some kiss the camera lens, like Gerrard. Others show off slogans or pictures on the t-shirts under their jerseys.

But… showing a student ID to the camera… Zhou Yi was probably the only one who had done that, right?

After proving his identity, Zhou Yi shouted at the camera, "Also! This goal wasn't a fluke!"

His teammates swarmed him.

Sun Pan also said to the camera: "I can prove that Zhou Yi is indeed a high school student! Down with unscrupulous media!"

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Zhou Yi was substituted off after playing for another five minutes after scoring the goal. Besides the goal, his performance in this game wasn't very outstanding; in any case, it was a bit dull compared to the previous game.

Hao Dong knew that this was due to Zhou Yi's poor stamina, so after Zhou Yi scored and achieved his goal of proving himself, Hao Dong took him off.

And Zhou Yi was replaced by center-back Yang Fei.

The Chinese team entered a defensive mode again.

In order to ensure the success rate of the defense, Hao Dong had been leading the team in practicing defense during this period.

Practicing a desperate defense when Zhou Yi wasn't on the field.

And this was often the time for Sun Pan to shine.

Thanks to Zhou Yi's special training for Guo Nu, Sun Pan's reaction ability had also been greatly improved during the training. In the small and complex hotel room, he had to ensure that the soccer ball didn't hit anything, which placed high demands on his skills.

Now Sun Pan was showing the results of this special training on the soccer field.

He was already known for his quick reactions, but now his reactions were even faster.

In the end, the Chinese team drew with the Manchester United youth team. They didn't concede a goal in the final moments, but maintained the 1:1 score created by Zhou Yi until the end of the game.

The Chinese teenagers claimed their first draw on this challenge tour in Europe.

Considering that they had drawn with the famous Manchester United youth team, such a result was very good.

Three days later, on Thursday, when "Green Field Inheritors" was broadcast, many people sat in front of their TVs and computers on time to watch the show.

On the one hand, this was because in the last episode, the Chinese soccer teenagers had defeated the Chelsea youth team, which stirred up everyone's expectations and made them very interested in their next game against the Manchester United youth team.

On the other hand, the production team mentioned in the preview that this episode would provide a serious response to the questions about Zhou Yi's true identity, which also made everyone very curious.

Whether Zhou Yi was a student player or not had attracted widespread attention over the past week. In addition to the Internet, the follow-up of traditional media was an important factor in fueling the flames.

If such an outstanding player like Zhou Yi was found to have falsified his resume in the end, and he was not an amateur genius who had never received professional training, then everyone would feel like they had been deceived, and that feeling would be as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

Many people were watching TV just to see how the production team would explain this matter.

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"Dad?" Lin Xianrong's son came out after taking a shower and found his father sitting in the living room instead of his study, watching TV. He was very surprised. This had never happened to his father before.

Not to mention… he looked closely and realized it was a soccer reality show!

When did his old father become interested in soccer?

"Yeah, sit down," Lin Xianrong said to his son without turning his head.

The son sat down next to his father and watched TV with him.

"Dad, why are you interested in… this variety show?"

"Occasionally watching variety shows to understand the interests of young people is also a meaningful thing," Lin Xianrong said, staring at the TV screen.

Zhou Yi appeared on the screen, sitting in a hotel room, facing the camera, with a surprised expression: "What? They say I'm not a student? What good would it do me to pretend to be a student?"

A voice-over asked: "So what do you want to say?"

"I will prove to everyone that rumors stop with the wise, and I am wise," Zhou Yi said to the camera.

Lin Xianrong's son couldn't help but laugh when he heard Zhou Yi say this: "This kid has a big tone!"

Lin Xianrong ignored his son and continued watching TV.

Then the show entered the game segment.

This was also the link that the audience was most interested in.

Since it was a soccer reality show, the biggest difference from other variety shows was naturally that there was a soccer game.

After the game started, Zhou Yi received a lot of attention from the cameras, after all, he was the core figure of this team.

However, Zhou Yi didn't perform very well in the first half of the game, and the Chinese team was behind 0:1 in the first half.

"Sigh, this is our country's soccer." When the first half ended and the show went to commercial break, the son got up to leave. He wasn't a fan and wasn't interested in soccer. He had only watched it with his father earlier. As a result, after watching it for a while, the Chinese team was behind, and he had even less interest in continuing to watch it, so he prepared to leave.

But he got up, and Lin Xianrong sat firmly on the sofa, showing no intention of leaving.

"Dad, aren't you going to sleep yet? It's… ten o'clock."

Lin Xianrong waved his hand: "You go, I'll go after I finish watching it."

His father wasn't leaving, Lin Xianrong's son hesitated for a moment, then sat down again, deciding to continue to accompany his father.

Lin Xianrong glanced at him and said nothing.

The commercial break ended, and the show entered the second half of the game.

Not long after the second half started, the Chinese teenagers equalized the score, and the goal was scored by Zhou Yi!

When he saw Zhou Yi directly volley the ball and shoot it into the goal, Lin Xianrong's son couldn't help but exclaim: "This ball… is beautiful!"

Even someone who doesn't usually watch soccer and doesn't understand the game would exclaim like this after seeing Zhou Yi's shot, which was the charm of Zhou Yi's world-class goal.

Lin Xianrong was also moved by it.

After Zhou Yi scored, he ran to the bench, then quickly ran to the camera, and took out his prepared student ID, opened it, and pointed to his name on it, shouting: "Me! Zhou Yi! Student of Class Three, Grade Three of Qingyang High School!"

The son sitting next to Lin Xianrong was stunned in place, staring blankly at the TV screen.

And Lin Xianrong was also stunned.

It was just that the reasons for their surprise were different.

"Qing, Qingyang High School?" The son turned his head to look at his father.

Lin Xianrong smiled after his surprise—he didn't expect Zhou Yi to use this method to prove that he was a student of Qingyang High School. Who would have thought that a student ID could be used in this place besides buying half-price tickets…

"Yes, he is my student," Lin Xianrong nodded to his son.

Then his son was completely petrified…