"Bang bang bang" Zhou Yi stood in front of the sofa in the living room, and the coffee table that was originally in this position had been pushed away by him and crooked to the side. He needed space to juggle the ball for him, and the coffee table was in the way. The continuous thumping sound is the sound of his feet coming into contact with the football. Zhou Yi, who was juggling the ball, was still holding the remote control in his hand, his fingers were placed on the next channel button, and the button was pressed mechanically repeatedly, and the channel content on the TV kept switching. After a while, it was "Bah! Monster! Eat my grandson!" Then he jumped to "Erkang, you tell me, a broken me, how can I help a broken you......" Then a bald monk shouted angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, Bai Suzhen! You are now violating the rules of heaven and doing evil in the world, which is really a great sin! Now you dare to launch a demon and make the water flood Jinshan Temple! It is unforgivable to cause damage to the people and destroy the family...... "A strong male voice sang: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water ......" ...... Swallowing the wind and kissing the rain and burying the sunset has not hesitated, deceiving the mountains and chasing the sea and trampling the snow trail has not despaired, and the flowers have deflected the wine to the madness of the world, and it cannot be prevented with these two eyes and a hundred arms or a thousand hands...... "...... Summer vacation dramas appeared one after another, and they were like watching the flowers. Zhou Yi himself occasionally raised his eyes very quickly to look at the TV screen, and continued to press the remote control button if he was not interested. From an early age, he learned to read novels while listening to lectures, and to play a soccer ball under the table with his feet while writing homework. His brain is always active, and doing only one thing feels unfulfilling. When he slept, he had a lot of dreams, all kinds of strange dreams, good and bad, and serialized dreams, and the dreams he had every day for a week continued to develop after the dreams of last night. So Zhou Yi has felt that he is talented and very human since he was a child. If it weren't for the heavy rain being outside now, Zhou Yi would certainly not be willing to bounce the ball in the living room at home, in case he accidentally broke the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, he would definitely be scolded by his mother when he went home. Of course, such a thing only happened when Zhou Yi first came into contact with football, and now that he is in high school, there is almost no such thing. He was eager to go to the court to play football with his friends, but the rain had been falling for several days, so that he could not go out to play football, if he didn't play the ball at home, Zhou Yi was only afraid that every joint of his body would rust. His fingers were still mechanically pressing the buttons on the remote control, and the TV screen was still flickering frequently. Suddenly, the image of a teenager kicking a football appeared on the TV screen, and at the same time, a female voice said: "...... Yesterday afternoon, Northern Hemisphere Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd. held a press conference in Beijing, officially announcing the launch of China's first large-scale football reality show in Beijing...... "Zhou Yi'er, who was watching the ball with his head down, heard this, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the TV screen. His feet were still mechanically repeating the action of bouncing the ball. “...... According to the person in charge of the northern hemisphere, this football reality show called "Superstar Successor" will convene the strongest players in China at the age of 17 to form a team, and then go to Europe to challenge the giants of the academy, and the targets of the challenge have been determined to be Real Madrid, Barcelona, Bayern Munich, Dortmund, Arsenal, Chelsea, Manchester United, AC Milan, Inter Milan ......""...... These young players are basically the elites selected from the echelons of various professional football clubs in China, and Hao Dong, a famous striker in China and the former number one striker in Asia, serves as the head coach of the team...... At the same time, the person in charge of the northern hemisphere also revealed at the press conference that in addition to selecting materials from the echelon of professional clubs, this reality show also has a big difference, that is, a place is reserved for those 'folk talents' from non-professional football clubs, as long as they pass the nationwide audition, they can also join the team and participate in the Journey to the West to challenge the youth academy of European giants!" "Folk football masters, what are you waiting for? Log on to the URL at the bottom of the screen or call the phone number at the bottom of the screen to sign up!Note, you must not have been trained in the echelon of a professional football club to be eligible to sign up......" Zhou Yi's eyes radiated as if he had experienced a lot of wind and waves and suddenly saw a new continent. And the football had fallen from his feet at some point and rolled to the corner of the house. ※※※When Li Cuiyun opened the door with a non-woven bag full of vegetables, she saw that her son rushed up to help her carry the vegetables very diligently. "Done with your homework?" she asked. "It's done! It's already done!" Zhou Yi said, took his mother's eco-friendly bag for vegetables, turned around and ran to the kitchen. After putting down the dishes, he came over again to help his mother carry her satchel to the bedroom. When her son returned to her for the second time, she had just changed into slippers. "What are you doing?" Looking at her son's courteous and flattering smile, Li Cuiyun asked. "Hey...... That, Mom, let's discuss something?" Zhou Yi smiled more and more flatteringly. "Something to talk about. "I'm going to go to the draft, the football draft. "What do you think? You will be in your third year of high school at the beginning of school, and you will take the college entrance examination in one year, study hard, what kind of draft will you participate in?" Li Cuiyun didn't have to think about it when she said this, she just opened her mouth, and it was estimated that she had formed a conditioned reflex. With that, she walked to the kitchen and prepared to make dinner. Zhou Yi was not surprised by his mother's words, but he still wanted to fight: "The audition is a summer vacation, so it won't delay my start of school." "You still have tutoring at school in August, why don't you delay?" said my mother without looking back, as she walked into the kitchen to get busy. "But this time I have the opportunity to play football in Europe, Mom!" As a person who likes football, European football has a natural attraction to Zhou Yi. "That's not going to work, it's important to learn. Mom firmly rejected Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi knew his mother's attitude towards him to play football, and it was useless to say more, he snorted and announced, "I'm going on a hunger strike to protest!" Zhou Yi saw that his mother didn't pay attention to him, so he returned to his room angrily, and then he leaned out and shouted at the kitchen: "I really want to go on a hunger strike!" "Oh." Mom finally answered. ※※※When Zhou Jianliang returned home from work, his wife Li Cuiyun had just brought the soup to the table, and the simple two dishes and one soup were ready. "Let's go wash our hands and eat. His wife said to Zhou Jianliang. Before Zhou Jianliang could agree, his son's door suddenly opened, Zhou Yi walked out of it, and saw his father's face with joy: "Dad, are you back?" After saying hello, he sat directly at the dining table. "Eh, aren't you going on a hunger strike?" Li Cuiyun looked at him and said. "Hunger strike?" Zhou Jianliang was confused, where is this?...... "Yes, I'm already dead" Zhou Yi turned his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, and said seriously, "...... I've been on hunger strike for half an hour, and it's okay. After speaking, he was about to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, but was blocked by his mother: "Wash your hands!" Zhou Yi pouted and washed his hands, and Zhou Jianliang had the opportunity to secretly ask his wife: "What's the matter?" "Your son has a whim again, and he wants to participate in the draft of a football reality show...... "Zhou Jianliang understood as soon as he heard this: "You don't agree, so he goes on a hunger strike in protest?" "That's right." It's only been half an hour since he gave up, and he has so little perseverance to even go on a hunger strike, what else do you think he can do?" the mother complained. "Ahem, you can't say that, if he has the perseverance to go on a hunger strike, it will be troublesome......" Zhou Jianliang waved his hand again and again. "Anyway, this kid is hot for three minutes in everything, and you don't know what basketballs and guitars are piled up in his room, aren't they all the result of his wide range of interests and hobbies?" "This shows that our son is smart......" Zhou Jianliang said as he sat down, picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the vegetables, but was also blocked by his wife. "Wash your hands. Zhou Jianliang hurriedly went to the bathroom with a dry smile. At the bathroom door, he bumped into his son, who had just finished washing his hands. "What's the deal with reality show?" he asked in a low voice. Zhou Yi glanced at the restaurant, and also lowered his voice and said, "Dad, you must support me this time!" "You first tell me what the reality show is going on." So Zhou Yi quickly and simply told his father the news he saw on TV. "Don't lie to people, right?" After listening, Zhou Jianliang was a little puzzled. "What about the news on the sports channel!" "Well......" After listening to his son's words, Zhou Jianliang fell into silence for a while, and then he said to Zhou Yi: "In this way, don't say anything when you eat for a while, I'll talk to your mother at night and help you convince her." "Dad, you're so nice!" Zhou Yiyi's voice was a little louder, and his mother's voice immediately sounded in the direction of the restaurant: "It's so hard to wash your hands, what are you two doing!" "Hey, it's coming!" Zhou Jianliang agreed loudly while urging his son: "Go quickly!" No one mentioned the football reality show at dinner, after eating, my mother washed the dishes and did housework, my father entered the bedroom, sat in a small study converted from a balcony, turned on the computer, he had to find information about the football reality show that his son said, although the son said that it was reported by the news of the national television, but he was still worried that his son would be deceived, as a father, he has the obligation and duty to protect his son. And Zhou Yi locked himself in his room, not knowing what he was doing. But his parents don't care, anyway, it's summer vacation, and his summer homework is done, so he can play whatever he wants. When Li Cuiyun finished the housework, she went into the bedroom and served her husband a cup of tea. Seeing her coming, Zhou Jianliang took off his glasses and motioned to his wife not to leave. "The matter of the draft...... As soon as Li Cuiyun heard this, he turned around and wanted to leave: "This is not good, I don't plan to let our son develop in the direction of professional players, you see those who are injured playing football......" Zhou Jianliang hurriedly waved his hand: "You listen to me, you listen to me." So Li Cuiyun turned back again. "Let's not talk about whether you participate in this reality show or not, you must take the road of professional football. You know how much our son loves football. You said that he was hot for three minutes in everything he did, which I admitted, but only for football, he has been persisting in football from childhood to adulthood......" "It's not because of you?" Li Cuiyun glanced at Zhou Jianliang. Zhou Jianliang nodded again and again and said with a smile: "Of course, of course, the tiger father has no dogs......" Seeing what his wife was going to say again, Zhou Jianliang hurriedly continued: "I mean, it's rare for my son to be so persistent in one thing, we should encourage him." Besides...... Anyway, it's a draft, I just looked at it, it's a nationwide draft, so many people in the country end up only choosing one, you look at the elimination rate. If you let our son participate, he may not be able to be selected in the end. Anyway, the summer vacation has just begun, and even if you have to make up for it, it's in August. I thought I'd let him try it out and just have fun. Isn't it possible that he was eliminated in the first round? Li Cuiyun lowered her head and fell into deep thought. After a while, she raised her head and said, "I have to go to work every day, but I don't have time to ......" "I asked for leave to accompany him, and there is a ten-day annual leave that has not been taken." Zhou Jianliang hurriedly said. "That's how you use your annual leave once a year!" the wife was a little unwilling, but nodded anyway. "Then let him go, how can he die if he doesn't try?" She finally sighed: "Even if you like football, you still make our son ...... fascinated" "Isn't it good to like football?" and can exercise your body, you can also cultivate teamwork, and correctly deal with failures and setbacks...... Li Cuiyun hurriedly raised her hand: "Don't tell me your big truth, I'm leaving, what about the finale of the drama I chased today!" "Then I'll tell my son to go?" Zhou Jianliang stood up with a smile. "Whatever you want. The wife didn't go back out of the study and went to the living room to watch her TV series. ※※※ Zhou Yi sat in front of the computer, his feet were still playing football with each other, but his mind was wandering in the world, he was thinking about how to participate in this draft if his father didn't convince his mother. It's okay to say that according to the rules, the finals are to be held in Beijing, and if you enter the finals, how can you go to Beijing? The New Year's money passbook over the years is in his mother's hands, and he can't take it out...... He clicked on the QQ on the computer and opened the class group, where everyone was chatting, some people were talking about where to play, and some people were asking how to write summer vacation homework. Seeing that everyone was there, Zhou Yi was very happy, he crackled and typed a paragraph on the keyboard, and then sent it to the class group: "Students! Do you have dreams? Have you ever had the urge to do anything for your dreams? Do you bear to see a person fall exhausted on the road to pursue his dreams? Do you know that sometimes, a small gesture can save a person's dreams and life! My dream journey needs your help! Each person sponsors me ten yuan! Only ten yuan! You can't eat a big meal for ten yuan, you can't buy a new mobile phone for ten yuan, but you can save your dreams for ten yuan! Ten yuan per person, trickling into the river, irrigating and moistening the dry soil, my dream can sprout and grow under your care, and bloom beautiful and bright flowers!" After he finished playing, someone in the group asked: "Zhou Yi, you kid is on 1024 again, right?" "Nonsense, I don't know what kind of website you are talking about!" "Then why did you get poisoned?" "Who was poisoned?" I typed every word myself!" After Zhou Yi finished saying this, the class group that had been chatting enthusiastically suddenly quieted down, and no one made a sound. It's as if no one is in this group at all. "Damn! a bunch of heartless people!" Zhou Yi complained on the computer's side. At this time, the computer suddenly sounded, and a girl's avatar flashed in the lower right corner of the computer. Click on it to see that it is a female classmate named Zheng Lulu in Zhou Yi's class. "I can sponsor you two hundred dollars. This sentence is followed by a grinning QQ default expression. There are really people who are willing to support him! And it's Zheng Lulu, the "braces girl" who is not familiar with him -- because Zheng Lulu is wearing braces and braces, the boys in the class call her that in private. Just as Zhou Yi was about to reply to her, a cough sounded outside the door, and the door was pushed open. Zhou Yi quickly pulled down the monitor cover of his laptop, and then pretended to be reading a book, turning a deaf ear to the footsteps that were getting closer and closer behind him. "Your mom agreed. Daddy's voice sounded behind him. "Yay!" Hearing his father say this, Zhou Yi couldn't pretend anymore, and he jumped up from the chair suddenly. "Long live Mom!" "I persuaded you to fuck!" Zhou Jianliang was not happy. "Long live Dad!" Zhou Yi hurriedly added. Zhou Jianliang nodded with satisfaction: "Let me ask you, son." You're not going to be eliminated in the first round, are you?" Zhou Yi held his head high and said, "What do you think, Dad, your son is the main striker of the school team! And our school is the first in the city!" "That's good, it's too embarrassing to be eliminated in the first round!" "Don't worry, Dad, this kind of thing can't happen to your son and me!" Seeing off his father, Zhou Yi excitedly waved his fist a few times in the bedroom, and then looked forward to participating in the audition. Until he remembered it, Zheng Lulu seemed to be waiting for his answer. So he immediately threw himself back in front of the table, turned on the computer, and said to Zheng Lulu, whose avatar was gray: "Thank you, but my mother has agreed, so I don't need your sponsorship!" The message was sent, and Zheng Lulu's avatar lit up again: "Oh, it's okay." Congratulations! I hope you will go farther and faster on the road of pursuing your dreams! I hope your dreams can bloom into beautiful and bright flowers!" After the words, she typed a QQ default grimace emoji with her tongue stuck out and blinking. But after sending this sentence, the girl on the other side of the computer sighed softly. ※※※ At night, the excited Zhou Yi tossed and turned in bed for a long time before falling asleep, and when he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think of him standing at the Bernabeu, Camp Nou, and Allianz Stadiums...... In such a place, wearing the jersey of the Chinese national team, standing opposite are the players of those giant teams, all of them are the famous superstars of today's football, and he has to challenge these superstars. If he scored a goal in the game, how would he celebrate? Thinking about it, Zhou Yi couldn't remember when he fell asleep. In his sleep, he was in a training ground surrounded by green trees, with rolling mountains in the distance as a backdrop, and white snow on the summit. There were some vaguely recognizable people around him, wearing red training vests like him. In front of him, there was a short-haired beauty, tall and delicate, this was the only person Zhou Yi could see his appearance clearly. She smiled and said to Zhou Yi: "Welcome to the football world of FIFaoL......"

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