Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 133 Trial Card

Chapter 133 Trial Card (First Update)
Simulated classroom.

Wei Lai sat on the lawn, with the popular coach standing next to him.

Before him were 10 new training points in his account.

Besides this, there is another card.

The card was entirely black, with shimmering light occasionally sliding across its surface.

[Trial Card]!
Wei Lai looked at the trial card and asked the popular coach, "What does this trial card mean?"

“Literal meaning!” he said, pointing to himself. “Experience me!”

"Huh?" Wei Lai turned around and frowned. "So disgusting?"

The popular coach was both amused and exasperated: "Experiencing my abilities, that is, the feeling when passing the ball, is a way to accelerate the course progress. By experiencing it for yourself, you can speed up the learning process. After all, no matter how much I talk about it, it's not as good as you experiencing it yourself."

Wei Lai: "What's the price?"

The popular coach held up his index finger: "One training spot!"

"So expensive?" Wei Lai frowned. "I only have ten training sites!"

The popular coach said, "What if we complete an advanced course with ten training sessions?"

Wei Lai was conflicted.

It's about accumulating training points to unlock new advanced courses.

You can still use a trial card to quickly learn and graduate!
"I'll use the trial card!"

In less than half a minute, Wei Lai slapped his thigh and made a decision.

The popular coach exclaimed in surprise, "So decisive?"

Wei Lai stood up; "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush! Starting a new course is still a new learning process, and it can't directly improve my abilities. What I need now is more ability to ensure my playing opportunities, earn more training points, and form a virtuous cycle, so it's not a loss!"

The popular coach gave a thumbs up: "Shall we begin?"

Wei Lai nodded vigorously.

"start!"

After saying that, he immediately spent one training point to use the trial card.

Suddenly, everything blurred before my eyes, my vision seemed to reset, and I felt an explosive sense of power throughout my body.

This is somewhat different from the Casemiro coach back then; it's more nuanced and authentic in terms of sensory experience.

"Feel it, feel every detail, feel the changes in the run-up, feel the rhythm of your muscles, feel the tempo, feel the changes at the moment of contact with the ball!"

Wei Lai immediately held his breath.

The next second, his body began to move on its own. At this moment, Wei Lai could clearly feel the various changes that were happening to the popular coach's body.

The rhythm during the run-up!

The feeling of the body tilting!
Ankle rotation!
Muscle twitching!
What force and speed should be used to strike the ball?

What should you do at the moment of contact with the ball, and when should you hook your foot, etc.?
Thousands of verbal instruction are not as effective as one experience.

Swish!
Wei Lai stood on the field, staring intently at the ball, savoring everything that had just happened.

With a thought, the ball appeared in front of him.

In the distance, three golf clubs appeared.

Wei Lai turned slightly to the side, found a reasonable angle, and then began his running start.

The angle of the running start!
The rhythm of muscles!
Rhythm!

Every subtle feeling matched perfectly.

boom! !

The ball was struck with force, tracing a beautiful arc in the air, bypassing the first cue stick, the second cue stick, and the third cue stick.
We couldn't get around it!

"No! Not enough force!"

Wei Lai pulled it back to its original position and tried again.

boom! !

"Too hard! Do it again!"

boom! !

"There's something wrong with my foot hook!"

boom! !

"Fuck! Awesome!"

boom! !

"Damn it! Again!"

boom! !

After countless attempts, Wei Lai remained standing in the same spot.

That feeling from before is gone, or rather, it's starting to fade.

Wei Lai pursed his lips: "Again!"

Use the trial card again.

A familiar feeling washed over him, and Wei Lai once again immersed himself in long-pass training. (Jiaozhou Weili Training Base)

The morning sun shines through the railings, casting a net-like shadow onto the field.

In what should have been a peaceful stadium, a boy stood on the right side of the field, tirelessly practicing long passes.

The boy stood to the left of the ball, taking a long run-up. As he approached the ball, he swung his left arm high, tilting his entire body at an astonishing angle.

His right foot lashed out at the ball like a whip.

boom!
It slammed hard against the bottom of the ball, sending it soaring into the air.

With intense spin, the ball flew towards the penalty area in an amazing arc, like a rainbow etched in the sky.

"The first shot!"

"Second shot!"

Wei Lai stared intently at the ball.

"The third one! Falling!"

The ball plummeted downwards and slammed to the ground!

Wei Lai clenched his fist tightly.

"Success!"

He paused, then grinned slightly. "The landing point wasn't ideal! There was about a three-meter deviation!"

Wei Lai plopped down on the ground and couldn't help but sigh, "A three-meter deviation! It's okay in a large space, but in a small space, it's practically a transmission defect!"

After saying that, he grinned again:
"The heartthrob coach's deviation is within 1.5 meters, that's fucking insane!"

To ensure the ball's speed, curve, and drop, while also achieving such precise landing point, Wei Lai finally understood why the popular coach's curved shot was considered a signature move.

Without the trial card, you simply couldn't learn it by just verbal instruction.

Normally, it only happens occasionally, so this is just a fluke!

If you can't guarantee a 90% success rate, then it's not really a special skill.

"Smash it again!"

Wei Lai gritted his teeth slightly.

Now all we can do is attack the training grounds and fight it out head-on.

Therefore, he needs a lot of training points!
Jiaozhou Wely mainly plays in two competitions this season: the Chinese Super League and the Chinese FA Cup.

The FA Cup starts in May, but since Jiaozhou Wely is a Chinese Super League team, they only start playing in the third round, meaning they are exempt from the first two rounds.

However, given that this is a World Cup year, the FA Cup competition will not officially begin until July.

The Chinese Super League will also be suspended during the World Cup and will resume after the World Cup.

Due to the postponement of the World Youth Championships, this year's World Youth Championships will be held in November.

In other words, Wei Lai will be unable to participate in the club's final stretch in November.

At that time, he was going to Japan with the team to participate in the World Youth Championships!
If you calculate it that way, you'll miss about 7-8 games!

Wei Lai felt a pang of regret.

If we win every round, that's a whopping 80 training points. Even if we cut it in half, we still get 40 points!

However, the World Youth Championships are also a main event, so they should be able to get some extra supplies, which is not bad.

"Eat! Eat!"

Wei Lai immediately got up, gathered up the scattered balls, put them into the net, dragged them all the way into the equipment room, and then headed straight for the canteen.

"Ten large steamed buns filled with cabbage! Five eggs! A bowl of soy milk and a bowl of porridge!"

Inside the cafeteria, the uncle piled freshly baked buns onto a plate.

Looking at the steaming buns, Wei Lai's mouth watered, and he couldn't help but swallow.

"You played really well!" The cafeteria worker smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Wei Lai laughed and said, "Not bad! I'm quite satisfied!"

Keep it up in the next game!

"Okay!"

Jersey carried his tray and sat down opposite Wei Lai.

Although Jersey lives outside, he still eats breakfast in the cafeteria and does some light training there.

Among foreign players, this guy is considered a self-disciplined workaholic.

"Good morning!"

Wei Lai looked up, his mouth stuffed full; "Mmm!"