Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 127 The Season Begins! (Sixth Update)

"Alright! That's all for today's training. Everyone go back and get some rest. Tomorrow is the first round of the league, so get ready to be on your best!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhenting looked at Wei Lai and said, "You should also get some rest. No extra training today!"

Wei Lai immediately nodded; "Understood!"

Around noon, Chang Chen-ting finalized the roster for tomorrow's match.

Wei Lai made the roster for the very first game.

He was also amazed by Chang Chen-ting's decisiveness, not expecting him to be directly included in the roster.

However, whether they can play depends on the performance of the veteran players.

After all, the debut is very important!
Chang Chen-ting would never allow Wei Lai's debut to be ruined. He would not send Wei Lai onto the field if the team was at a disadvantage or the situation was unclear.

"Guys, I'll shine your shoes!"

"Brother Xie, does your shoulder hurt? Let me give you a massage!"

"I'll do it! I'll do it! I'll go get it!"

Inside the locker room, Wei Lai was running up and down, making the group of older guys both laugh and cry.

It was as if he was saying, 'I'm already like this, aren't you going to give it your all tomorrow?'

Wang Hao grinned and said, "Damn it! This kid's putting pressure on us!"

Xie Yuanneng was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

"What a flattering move! He's never this eager to do things before!"

"Let's give it a shot! With this kid's attitude, we can't afford to ruin his debut!"

Wang Hao laughed and scolded, "Little Lai, give your brother Wang a massage!"

"Coming!"

Wei Lai immediately ran over and started pressing the buttons frantically.

From shoulders to thighs, all the way down to calves, the service was impeccable.

Finally, Wei Lai revealed his claws and began a thorough, all-around back-scratching service!
hiss! !

Wang Hao gasped.

"Good luck!"

Wei Lai turned around, showing his claws, and looked at Jersey.

“(Chua)?”

Jersey was both amused and exasperated; "No, no, no! I'll definitely do my best!"

"Thank you, brother?"

"Come!"

Swish swish!
"Rubio?"

"Come!"

Swish swish!
"Pelad?"

Wei Lai spun around scratching his back; he really wanted to make an appearance.

April 15th, Saturday, 5 PM, Qizhou Olympic Sports Center!

With the Chinese Super League about to kick off, the home stadium of Jiaozhou Weili is becoming increasingly lively.

Numerous food stalls appeared on the surrounding streets, and Willie fans wearing orange jerseys came and went in droves.

Traffic police officers were also conducting road control on the surrounding roads.

The event attracted a large number of attendees, with nearly 25000 seats, so road control measures were implemented two hours before the start of the match.

"Brother Li, over here!"

A young man wearing a reporter's vest and a work badge squeezed out of the crowd.

Wow! There are so many people today!

Li Liang, a reporter for Jiaozhou Sports Daily, will naturally be present for the first round of the Chinese Super League.

Chen Jianghe, his assistant, laughed and said, "Willie finally has something new to do, so I guess everyone's just here for the fun!"

Li Liang laughed and said, "Prince Willie!"

Chen Jianghe nodded, and the two of them walked through the crowd toward the venue.

"Willie is really going all out this time. He just signed a contract and went straight into the roster. They're really going to give him a big push!" Chen Jianghe showed his press pass and entered the stadium through the gate.

Li Liang immediately followed suit. "He's got the skills, I've seen some of the internally filmed videos." Li Liang gave a thumbs up: "He kicks incredibly hard!"

Chen Jianghe turned his head; "Really? He's 16 after all! And he's a defensive midfielder, that's not an easy position to play."

"You'll see when you get there!"

Li Liang urged Chen Jianghe to hurry up.

The two walked into the stadium together, where many staff members had already begun pre-match adjustments, and the live broadcast robotic arms on both sides of the stadium were constantly being rotated and adjusted.

The press box is located behind the billboard, and each seat is a fixed one. It is now almost full, with many reporters setting up their cameras to prepare for filming.

Turning my head to look at the stands, the fans have not yet entered the stadium, but some fans in the north youth die-hards stand have already started hanging banners.

The banner has an orange and black background with the words "North Youth Stand" printed in white on it!
The banners extending from both sides have an orange and black-and-white background with black lettering.

【Jiaozhou Warriors】

[Fight! Fight!]

Although the competition has not yet started, the atmosphere is already quite exciting.

Qizhou Olympic Sports Center, east entrance.

"Wife! Come with me!"

Wei Chenggong led Chen Qian through the crowd, handing two tickets to the staff member standing at the gate.

"Hello, we are family members, which way do we go?"

The staff lowered the gate and let the two in, then checked their tickets and pointed to the elevator shaft on the right:

"Take the elevator to the top floor. There are private rooms on the left-hand side. The family ticket number is in the upper left corner. Yours is room B2. After exiting the elevator, walk to the left. It's the second private room!"

Wei Chenggong nodded quickly; "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work!"

After saying that, he led Chen Qian onto the elevator.

"We're in a private room?" Chen Qian doesn't watch football much, and even when she does, it's usually through live TV.

Wei Chenggong is more experienced, after all, he has often gone to the Dayugang Stadium in Bohai Port to watch games.

"It's a private room, but it also has an extended viewing area, so you can experience the atmosphere of the show and get a better view."

Chen Qian: "But this is the top floor, right? We're far from the stadium?"

"It's a bit far!" Wei Chenggong nodded; "But the view is better!"

Chen Qian looked down at Wei Chenggong holding her hand and said, both amused and exasperated, "Your palms are sweaty!"

Wei Chenggong turned his head and gave a bitter smile: "I'm nervous!"

"It wasn't you who kicked me!" Chen Qian rolled her eyes and took out a wet wipe from her bag to wipe her face.

“You don’t understand,” Wei Chenggong frowned. “Right now, the media and the internet are full of praise for our son, and the expectations are incredibly high. That’s why I’m worried!”

"Isn't this great?" Chen Qian asked, puzzled. "They're all praising Xiao Lai!"

"Oh no!" Wei Chenggong turned his head; "The expectations are too high. If we don't deliver the performance they want, the higher we're being praised now, the harder we'll fall!"

Wei Chenggong is all too aware of the power of such public opinion; too many talented players cannot withstand it and ultimately fade into mediocrity.

This kind of thing was not uncommon in the past!

But since it was someone else at the time, Wei Chenggong didn't have many thoughts about it.

Now that his son is at the center of this media storm, he can't help but worry.

"Hypocritical!"

Chen Qian patted Wei Chenggong on the shoulder, rolled her eyes, and said, "Your mental fortitude isn't even as good as Xiao Lai's!"

The couple called Wei Lai last night to encourage him.

In the end, Wei succeeded in appeasing Wei!

"Alright, alright! Your Chen family has a strong mentality, okay?"

The two found their private room and went inside.

The private room, which is about 30 square meters, is fully furnished with a sofa, coffee table, TV, and refrigerator.

On the side closest to the stadium, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window is a private extended stands.

Chen Qian walked to the stands, looked down, and exclaimed in surprise:
"What a great view!"

Wei Chenggong: "Of course, nowadays, most of the Chinese Super League teams have professional football stadiums!"

(End of this chapter)