Chapter 134 Homecoming

After the celebration banquet, the news that Zhou Yi had reached a transfer agreement with Borussia Dortmund spread like wildfire.

Moreover, reporters learned from more sources that the wealthy clubs looking for Zhou Yi weren't just Borussia Dortmund.

There were also Arsenal and Barcelona!

But Zhou Yi rejected them all and chose Borussia Dortmund!

Knowing only about Borussia Dortmund, everyone thought Zhou Yi had made a good choice.

But after hearing that Zhou Yi had rejected invitations from Arsenal and Barcelona, everyone felt that Borussia Dortmund might not be such a good choice after all…

In addition, the news that He Ying had been scouted by Barcelona was also published in the newspapers at the same time. A reality show had produced two players who would play abroad, which was a first in the history of Chinese football and Chinese TV variety shows.

When "Green Inheritance" announced this project, almost no one was optimistic about this strange combination. Many people thought that the show would definitely not be watched by many people, and it might be cut off after a few episodes.

Especially after the Chinese Olympic team suffered a crushing defeat at the Olympic Games, public interest in football may have plummeted to freezing point, and the impression of Chinese football was as bad as it could be.

At this time, announcing the launch of a football reality show was simply courting death.

But now, "Green Inheritance" has proved everything with its results.

The facts show that football, as the world's number one sport, still has a strong mass base and appeal.

It just depends on whether someone puts their heart into doing it.

If you do it with your heart, the ending won't be too bad.

If you are perfunctory and violate the rules, you will be punished by football.

This is a sport that cannot be faked.

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After the celebration banquet in Beijing, Zhou Yi was finally able to return to his hometown. He saw his parents at home, and… a house full of people.

In addition to his parents, there were his relatives and neighbors in the community.

Naturally, there was another round of praise and flattery, and some people brought their children to the scene to educate them: "Look at Zhou Yi! How promising!"

"I said that Zhou Yi is a smart kid and will definitely achieve great things!"

In their mouths, Zhou Yi finally became "someone else's child." But they didn't think so before.

Zhou Yi, who used to be naughty, was often called to school by his parents, and his academic performance had always been mediocre, not outstanding.

The evaluation of such Zhou Yi was often "Never learn from Zhou Yi, he is not doing his job properly, and his mind is not on studying all day long."

The children in the community didn't care so much. They loved to play with Zhou Yi because Zhou Yi had many ideas in his mind and made them happy. But it made their parents worry.

However, things have changed. Now Zhou Yi has become a positive and promising role model…

So the children who were reprimanded by their parents were confused—is Zhou Yi promising or not? Can they learn from Zhou Yi?

Finally, after sending away those neighbors, only Zhou's family was left behind closed doors.

Zhou Yi's grandparents, uncles, and younger uncles all came.

Making the already cramped two-bedroom apartment even more crowded.

The relatives said almost the same things as the neighbors. It was still the same old story.

As the only star in the Zhou family, Zhou Yi naturally deserved everyone's praise.

The family had dinner together, which was considered a welcome home for Zhou Yi. Then the relatives left. When the door was closed again, only Zhou Yi's family of three remained.

"Sigh, they're finally gone!" Zhou Yi sighed, slumped on the sofa, and then rubbed his face hard.

Facing the praise from the neighbors and relatives, Zhou Yi had to keep smiling, so his face was stiff.

While rubbing his face, Zhou Yi said to his parents, "How is it? I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

"Nonsense, don't you know whose son you are!" Zhou Jianliang said triumphantly. Today, he had enough face and was in the limelight. Everyone knew that his Zhou family had a promising son.

But Li Cuiyun snorted: "You went to the youth team, what's so proud of? This is just the beginning!"

After saying that, she walked into the bedroom.

Zhou Jianliang winked at Zhou Yi, implying that his mother was still brooding about him giving up his studies to play professional football.

Zhou Yi also nodded to show his understanding. Although there were so many people at home after returning, making him smile until his face was stiff, at least there were so many people, so his mother couldn't scold him, so he escaped a disaster.

Li Cuiyun's voice floated out from the bedroom: "Go to bed early, you have to go to school tomorrow!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Zhou Yi jumped off the sofa and saluted the bedroom.

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When Zhou Jianliang took a shower and was about to go to bed, he realized that the light was still leaking from under the door of his son's room. He leaned over, stood at the door, coughed, and then pushed the door open. What he saw was his son writing furiously at his desk.

"I've never seen you work so hard on your homework…" Zhou Jianliang was surprised. He leaned over to take a look and realized that Zhou Yi wasn't doing his homework, but tearing off all the pages from his notebook and signing them one by one.

"What are you doing?"

"Signing autographs, Dad."

"Then what are you doing signing so many for?" Zhou Jianliang pointed to the mountain of paper on the other side of the table.

"Dad, it's not like you don't know that your son is popular. I'm afraid this isn't enough." As Zhou Yi said this, he took out another notebook and started tearing out pages. "Aren't I leaving soon? I'm giving these to them as souvenirs. I originally promised to get autographs from Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, but I haven't even seen those people, so I have to sign them myself."

"It doesn't matter, you're a big star too." Zhou Jianliang patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder, "Go to bed early, we have to go to school tomorrow."

"I'll be done after I finish signing this one." Zhou Yi didn't even look up and continued to write furiously. One by one, the flamboyant "Zhou Yi" fell on the white paper.

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Every day, the school gate of Qingyang High School is the most lively and congested during school and dismissal times.

But after the bell for the first class in the morning rings, it becomes much quieter and more deserted. It's no exaggeration to describe it as "desolate."

Only the students' loud reading voices occasionally drift out of the school gate.

During class time, it is difficult to see even a shadow in the campus, so if someone is walking around in the campus at this time, it will be very conspicuous.

Zhou Yi is like this now.

In the square under the teaching building that is somewhat whitened by the sunlight, he and his shadow are as conspicuous as black ink on white paper.

When a student who was not listening carefully in class glanced out of the window, he saw these two strokes of ink in the square at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, pointed out the window and shouted, "Zhou Yi!"

This cry awakened the others in the classroom, and they also turned their attention to the window.

"It's really Zhou Yi!"

"Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi! You're back!"

The students in the classroom suddenly became excited. They ignored the class they were attending, threw the teacher aside, and rushed to the window. Some students even rushed out of the classroom and ran to the corridor, waving to the people in the square while leaning on the railing.

"Zhou Yi!"

Their shouts alarmed other classrooms. Hearing that Zhou Yi had returned to school, everyone rushed out of the classroom and leaned on the railings in the corridor, waving to Zhou Yi and shouting, "Zhou Yi is awesome!!" "Zhou Yi is great!!" "Zhou Yi, I love you!!"

This scene frightened the teachers who were teaching—as a key high school, Qingyang High School is known for its rigorous academic style. When have the teachers here seen such a reaction from the students… This is simply a collective riot!

Some teachers shouted in panic: "Go back to class—!!"

But no one listened to her, because her voice had long been drowned out by the students' excited shouts.

"Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi!!"

The corridors of the four-story teaching building were instantly crowded with people. They waved their arms at Zhou Yi and shouted his name.

Zhou Yi was startled at first, but soon he also excitedly waved his arms in response to his classmates.

Coming back to school like this is really glorious enough!

The students who received his response shouted even more frantically.

The shouts of "Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi" swept through the entire campus, spreading farther than the loud reading voices, reaching outside the campus.

Zhou Yi was in it, as if he were in the packed Camp Nou stadium, the Bernabéu stadium, the Allianz Arena, the Westfalenstadion… like that, he was the undisputed number one star in the audience, everyone was shouting his name and cheering for him.

Zhou Yi raised his hands and waved his arms, as if he were really a star greeting his fans.

Wang Shunquan, the director of discipline sitting in the office, was alarmed by the sudden shouts. He listened carefully and found that those people were all shouting one person's name. He hadn't heard this name for a while, but when he heard it again, the nerve in his heart that had been taut still vibrated violently, like a conditioned reflex.

So he picked up his weapon and rushed out of the office. He happened to see Zhou Yi waving to the teaching building in the square, and the students on the teaching building responded to him with enthusiastic cheers…

Seeing Zhou Yi, who seemed to be enjoying this scene, Wang Shunquan felt a burst of anger erupt from the bottom of his heart and rush to his head. He took out his megaphone and shouted, "Grade Two… cough cough! Grade Three, Class Three… Zhou—Yi—!!!"

"Huh?" Zhou Yi turned his head blankly and looked at Wang Shunquan.

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ps, this chapter is an extra update after I made a mistake in the update order this morning.

Also, take this opportunity to ask everyone for some monthly tickets. Our ranking on the monthly ticket list is not very optimistic.

We have been surpassed again and again.

So I hope everyone can support us!

I think I write very seriously and carefully, and the quality of writing is not bad. Don't I deserve a high ranking on the monthly ticket list?

Give me some confidence!