Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 139 I'm a Pure Beast (Second Update)

China Dragons Bohai Port Branch Chat Group.

"Last time we played Uzbekistan, we struggled a lot and almost lost. This time, playing South Korea will be really tough!"

"There's nothing we can do. Some of them are playing abroad, and others are playing professional football. The really good ones can't come."

"I heard that Xue Guohao called Zhang Zhenting every day, but he still couldn't get it!"

"Xue Guohao is a senior, but Zhang Zhenting is his elder brother, so he has no choice but to beg!"

"He Chaoyue, Xiang Ming, Wei Lai, Chen Shaojie, any one of these four would be fine."

"Once we get on the field, we'll see Millennium struggling to keep things going."

"Pei Le played quite well and held on, otherwise it would have really collapsed."

"Yang Fan even got cramps from running. I just watched him frantically make runs to the flanks in both halves!"

"This little guy is really giving it his all! But the core players aren't even here!"

Suddenly, a message appeared in the chat group.

Username [Bohai Port Raphael] posted a message.

'Beep beep! Breaking news! Wei is confirmed to attend this warm-up match! Hooray!'

"Holy crap! Really?! Hooray! Hooray!"

'Hooray! Hooray! The midfield is stable! Our defensive midfielder is here!'

'A beastly waist? You dare say Wei Lai's technique is rough these days?'

'This game looks promising; at least the defense should hold!'

"No! You're making it sound so true, but I haven't seen any reports about it. Where did this news come from?"

'Father said!'

'What?'

'The person who sent the message is Wei Lai's biological father!'

'Sprinkle flowers!'

Bohai Port City, Wei Lai's home.

Chen Qian: "Shall we pick them up tomorrow?"

"No, no need!" Wei Chenggong held two barbells in his hands, raised them forward, and his arms shook incessantly.

"He doesn't have time to go home!"

After a while, he swung it around again, and then stopped holding it out horizontally.

Chen Qian stood with her hands on her hips, looking at Wei Chenggong, and said irritably, "Why are you so fixated on those two barbells? I've never seen you exercise before!"

"Nonsense!" Wei Chenggong turned his head: "I wasn't qualified to carry the flag before, so what was the point of my training!"

Now he is Wei Chenggong, the flag bearer of the Bohai Port branch of the Chinese Dragon Team!
This flag isn't something you can just carry around casually!
April 21, Bohai Port Airport, Liaodong Province, China.

Bohai Port was still a bit chilly in April, despite being a port city located in Northeast China.

The 09 national youth team has been playing warm-up matches in the Liaodong region recently.

The reason is simple: the World Youth Championships will be held in Japan in November.

The temperature in Japan at that time was about the same as here, so it was like getting a taste of the temperature during the competition.

Wei Lai dragged his suitcase out of the airport terminal, and as soon as he came out, he saw team leader Zhao Xinglai.

Zhao Xinglai is the team leader of the Chinese national youth team, responsible for their daily life and off-field affairs.

"Xiao Lai! Over here!"

Team leader Zhao was very happy to see Wei Lai.

"Team Leader Zhao!"

Wei Lai immediately went over to greet him.

"Great reinforcements! Great reinforcements!"

Team leader Zhao snatched Wei Lai's suitcase and began to complain.

"Tell me, without you guys around, we had a really tough time! There was no guarantee of anything in either attack or defense. We were on tenterhooks the whole game!"

Wei Lai scratched his cheek somewhat awkwardly.

He really had no choice; Coach Zhang wouldn't let him go, so he couldn't leave.

"Isn't that great? We still won!"

After the New Year, the national youth team played three more warm-up matches.

One win, one draw, and one loss!
We defeated Uzbekistan!
But they lost to Saudi Arabia and drew with Thailand away from home.

Anyway, this record is a bit confusing!
"It's not stable enough! Not as stable as last year."

Team leader Zhao still fondly remembers the fully-staffed national youth team from before the Lunar New Year; they were truly outstanding. They feared no one, and their dominance was absolute!
That’s a blast!

"Let's go! I'll take you to the base!"

On the way to the base, Team Leader Zhao said as he drove:
"The South Korean team came prepared this time. They brought over Park Sung-sung, who was 17 years old and playing in the K League. We really couldn't handle that guy, so Xue Guohao had to beg you to come."

"Park Sung?" Wei Lai thought for a moment. "The one from Busan?"

“Yeah! We call him ‘Busan Man’ but we call him ‘Busan Sissy.’ But no matter what, he’s really capable. Our midfield and defense might not be able to hold up, and Yang Fan might get blown out. That’s why we called you over!”

"They have the K League A, so let's play the Chinese Super League!"

"If they manage to bring back those guys who studied abroad, Lao Xue will risk everything and go overseas to bring He Chaoyue, Xiang Ming, and Chen Shaojie back!"

Team leader Zhao pursed his lips and said, "We haven't won against South Korea in five years!"

Wei Lai nodded; he understood why Xue Guohao was so nervous.

After all, China has a natural advantage in other areas when competing with Japan and South Korea, but it is not good at football. Therefore, it naturally needs to work harder.

The training base is located in Daping District, a place Wei Lai is quite familiar with. During his short school years, he attended primary school here, Daping Experimental Primary School.

Dragging my suitcase, I walked into the training base. A straight road led to the training field.

When Wei arrived at the training ground, a scrimmage was already underway inside.

Yang Fan, Pei Le, Qian Xi, and others were among them.

"pass!"

"nice shot!"

"Fill in the gap!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Wei Lai looked at his teammates on the court and tilted his head slightly.

I don't know if it's because I've played too much in the Chinese Super League, but watching these guys handle the ball always feels like it's in slow motion.

boom!
"Ouch!"

Yang Fan's foot didn't stop properly and he flew straight out of bounds.

"I'm in a hurry! Yang Fan, stop right there!"

Yang Fan suddenly turned his head; "Who the hell is Old Wei?"

The others also turned around, and when they saw Wei Lai, they all ran over with surprise.

Holy crap! You're here?

"Damn it! Coach Xue finally managed to get you here! Hahaha!"

"Kill the stick"

Yang Fan suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at Jin Yaowen.

I almost got my teammates banned for swearing.

Jin Yaowen said, "It's alright, you're talking about South Korea, not me!"

Having said that, he said viciously, "Kill those South Koreans!"

That expression seemed even more ferocious than Yang Fan's!
"You guys keep practicing, I'll put my luggage in and then come over!" Wei Lai dragged his luggage into the dormitory.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Old Wei is here, and the defense has stabilized this time."

Pei Le chuckled and said, "It's not that the defense is solid now, it's that you can confidently push forward now!"

Yang Fan chuckled and said, "You're not having an easy time? You're exhausted like a lapdog after playing!"

Pei Le: "You got cramps on the field, but I didn't!"

"Damn it! You try running like me! When we're attacking, I have to stay to the flanks, and when they counterattack, I have to sprint back at full speed. After these few runs, I'm like a beast of burden!" Yang Fan complained.

Others couldn't help but laugh.

Perhaps it was Wei's arrival that made them feel a little more relaxed.

Wei Lai put down his luggage, changed into a training uniform, and immediately went downstairs to the court.

"Coach Xue!"

Wei Lai immediately ran over to greet him.

Xue Guohao nodded; "Can I participate in training now?"

Wei Lai nodded; "Yes!"

Xue Guohao: "Go!"

(End of this chapter)