Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 122 Two Sweeping Perpetual Motion Machines (First Update)
"Xiao Lai, I'm sorry!"

Teng Qiang looked at Wei Lai and felt embarrassed himself.

His subconscious passing back is a bad habit!
It is, in itself, a choice to evade responsibility.

Previously, with Manleni as a super midfielder, he could cover for himself, and this bad habit almost ruined Wei Lai's career.

"It's alright, Brother Teng!"

Wei Lai waved his hand, then turned his head and grinned, "Next time, let's just disrupt things directly. Losing possession is losing possession, no one will say anything!"

Wei Lai couldn't guarantee that he could cover for him next time.

He couldn't hold on any longer, so he just ran away!

Please don't try to scam me!
Teng Qiang said awkwardly, "Okay! I'll try my best!"

Try your best?

Wei Lai was stunned.

What kind of talk is that!
Forget it, that’s it!
Wei has come to terms with it.

"This Wei Lai is quite unusual!"

Chen Lingpeng said in a deep voice.

Jiang Wu: "Not just extraordinary, he's practically a prodigy! Look at how he handled things; Liu Shidong was completely outmaneuvered by him. Anyone who didn't know better would think Wei Lai was only 20 years old!"

"His defensive positioning was good, and Haozi was really quiet this game!"

"It's definitely quieter now. The defense isn't under much pressure, and the midfield forms a buffer zone. Zhang Wei can't face Zheng Tao directly, so Zheng Tao can fully utilize his ability to get into scoring positions. That's why they're playing so comfortably!"

"Can a 16-year-old really play like this?"

Jiang Wu pointed ahead; "Isn't that an example?"

Taking the lead in the first half, Jiaozhou Weili played with increasing vigor.

Especially once the defense is stabilized, the attacking third can launch attacks at will.

Zheng Tao is under less pressure, and Wang Hao no longer needs to shout at the top of his lungs.

Wei Lai and Jin Zhe, these two perpetual motion machines, were sweeping through the area at an almost frenzied pace.

When Shanghai Hongyun pushes up to the midfield line, they will inevitably be stuck to these two guys, resulting in various two-on-one and three-on-one situations.

I won't let you have a one-on-one fight!
Zhang Wei cursed several times in anger, but when he turned his head to look...

Wei Lai is just a little kid, and he can't really argue with that, so he's incredibly frustrated.

"You! Don't follow me!"

Zhang Wei turned his head and said fiercely.

Wei Lai looked up; "Oh!"

After saying that, he went back to doing what he was doing.

Wherever Zhang Wei ran, he followed.

Zhang Wei didn't get a single comfortable touch on the ball.

"Damn it! I'll run you to death!"

Zhang Wei suddenly started moving, frantically moving left and right, sprinting back and forth.

Wei Lai followed Zhang Wei closely, mainly staying by his side.

There's no need to worry too much about Liu Shidong; Xie Yuan can handle it all by himself.

Wei Lai's task was to keep Zhang Wei, who was constantly jumping around, in check.

20 minutes later
"vomit!!"

Zhang Wei got a stitch, put his hands on his knees, and dry heaved.

The match was subsequently suspended.

clap clap clap!
Someone gently tapped his back, and Zhang Wei gagged again, turning his head to say, "Thanks."

He saw Wei Lai's innocent face.

"Is everything okay?"

Zhang Wei: "."

During halftime, the Willie players gathered together in high spirits.

Their excellent performance in the first half made them feel extremely pleased.

You know, Shanghai Hongyun was the champion last season!
However, in the first half, they not only successfully contained Shanghai Hongyun's offensive, but also scored a goal.

However, they cannot be careless.

The second half is equally crucial; we must be wary of Shanghai Hongyun's comeback.

"This game was very comfortable to play!"

Zheng Tao stretched out his legs, propped himself up on his arms, and said with a smile, "As soon as Zhang Wei arrives, we close the door. We close the door as soon as he arrives, and he gets so angry that his face turns green!"

"Xiao Jin, he ran a lot in this game. Thanks to his running, our defense was able to stay stable."

"One Jin and one Lai, a perpetual motion machine in midfield!" Zheng Tao exclaimed with delight. "When the opponent tries to break through, one of them will definitely stick to the opponent, and I'll be responsible for positioning myself and directly winning possession of the ball!"

In short, that was a great game. Xie Yuanneng smiled and said, "Feeling good? How about I put Han Fei on the court for you in the second half to put some pressure on you?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Tao's face immediately turned green.

The others couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Jin Zhe sat among the group of older men, smiling along with them.

Receiving praise helps him integrate into the team and also helps him secure a starting position.

At least their performance in this game was quite good.

Of course, Jin Zhe's physical strength was also greatly depleted, after all, he might not be able to support himself for the whole game after running like that.

How much longer can they run in the second half?

Wang Hao patted Jin Zhe on the shoulder and asked.

Jin Zhe: "Let's hold on for about 20 more minutes!"

"That's fine!" Wang Hao nodded in approval.

"This brings us to that mule!"

Wang Hao turned his head and said with a laugh, "Aren't you tired? Stop fussing around and sit down to rest for a while!"

Wei Lai stretched his legs, stood up, and shook his head: "It's cold, and the body cools down easily."

He then whispered, "I still want to play in the second half!"

Wang Hao was both amused and exasperated, and gave a thumbs up:

"You are this!"

"It's good to be young!"

"I'm 16, I can't run like that!"

"Gifted!"

"A pure mule!"

"What mule! This is the Crown Prince!"

On the coach's bench, Chang Chen-ting asked Lyman:

"How far did Wei Lai run in the first half?"

Lyman looked at the app on his phone: "The estimated distance is around 5100 meters, with 1500 meters in sprint mode."

This is the result of data imported from a thermal imaging camera and analyzed by specialized mobile phone software.

Where is Jin Zhe?

"4900 meters, that's a bit off, it should be around 5000 meters!"

Chang Chen-ting couldn't help but grin.

Just look at the running data and you'll understand. With this kind of midfield sweeping, the defense is guaranteed to be safe!

"Should we let Wei Lai continue playing in the second half?" Lehmann asked.

Chang Chen-ting thought for a moment; "Let's play for another 20 minutes, then we'll substitute him and Jin Zhe together!"

"And the next one?" Lyman asked.

Chang Chen-ting: "You're even more enthusiastic than him!"

"After watching today's warm-up match, aren't you looking forward to it?"

Chang Chen-ting said slowly, "Let's continue!"

"What about the league?" Lehmann asked again.

Zhang Zhenting turned to look at Lehmann, pursed his lips, and said, "The substitutes in the first three games will be judged based on their form and performance. If their performance is satisfactory, they will start in the fourth game!"

Lyman immediately gave a thumbs up.

"We need to be bolder. If he has the ability, let him play. Doesn't he have a teammate from the football academy? Let's try bringing him up to the first team too?"

Chang Chen-ting said irritably, "Do you have some kind of obsession with raising children?"

Lyman laughed, "It's very fulfilling!"

Zhang Zhenting shook his head; "That won't work, his physical fitness isn't up to standard. Let him train his physical fitness in the reserve team first, and then he can come to the first team for a trial once he meets the standard!"

In the second half, Wei Lai was able to continue playing as he had hoped.

On the other hand, Liu Shidong was relegated to the bench for Shanghai Hongyun.

His expression was somewhat blank; he felt that his performance was not bad, neither meritorious nor demeritful.

But why was he substituted?

In fact, Camon had somewhat demystified him.

At first, Camon did have the idea of ​​training Liu Shidong, thinking that he was a good prospect.

But you can't resist comparing prices!

His views were immediately overturned after seeing Wei Lai's performance at age 16.

Liu Shidong, who was originally quite good, suddenly doesn't seem so appealing anymore!
(End of this chapter)