Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 147: There you'll find the answer I'm looking for! (Fifth update)
Simulated lessons, Premier League matches!
"Pass!"

Wei Lai received the ball and immediately transitioned to a right-footed pass.

He ran to the next rendezvous point, frowned slightly, and then took a few steps back.

boom!
The blue team and the red team's teammate collided violently, and the red team's teammate gained possession of the ball.

"Good job!"

Wei Lai shouted loudly, "Awesome!"

Wei Lai received the ball again and passed it to the other player.

It's true that professional tasks should be left to professionals!
With my build, I'd definitely be flipped over if I crashed into him.

At 23 minutes, the hair dryer coach's roar rang out.

"Get off!"

Wei Lai grinned.

"I've held on for another 20 minutes! But I haven't made any progress!"

With the course reset, Wei Lai took a deep breath and stepped onto the court again.

"This time we must break the 25-minute barrier!"

At the 20-minute mark, the hair dryer coach roared.

"Get off!"

Wei Lai grinned: "Again!"

With the course reset, Wei Lai stepped onto the court once again.

10 minutes passed.

"Get down here!!"

The course has been reset; 9 minutes have passed.

"Come down!"

The hair dryer coach's voice was cold and stern.

The course has been reset; 8 minutes have passed.

"Come down!"

The hair dryer coach's voice became even colder.

After the course was reset 10 times, Wei Lai stepped onto the court again.

He had just stepped inside.

"Come down!"

The hair dryer coach has become indifferent.

Wei Lai turned his head in astonishment.

"I haven't kicked it yet!"

"Yes!" the hair dryer coach nodded; "No need to kick anymore!"

"what?"

Wei Lai looked puzzled.

"Then I'll reset the course!"

The hair dryer coach coldly replied, "You can reset it 100 times, but I will still substitute you out of the game!"

Wei Lai frowned: "Why?"

"why?"

The hair dryer instructor sneered; "What has made you so arrogant?"

"Where did I go about being arrogant?" Wei Lai said, feeling wronged. "I'm studying very hard! Look, isn't my progress obvious? From just 3 minutes at the beginning, I can now hold my breath for up to 25 minutes!"

The hair dryer coach said coldly, "Yes, you've played longer and your skills have improved, but what positive value do you bring to the team?"

Wei Lai was taken aback.

"I"

The hair dryer coach's tone was gloomy.

“You didn’t play like this at the beginning. Although you were clumsy, ridiculous, and pathetic back then, you were always thinking about how to integrate into the team and how to contribute to the team. But now?”

"You've become selfish! You've become arrogant! You've become indifferent!"

"You're thinking about how to drag out the game, not how to win it!"

"You selfish brat, you never raised your head, opened your eyes, or looked at your teammates. They were fighting so hard, they wanted to win this game so badly!"

"That's right! To you, this is a classroom, and you can reset it countless times. Because of this, you arrogantly believe that everyone should cooperate with you!"

"but!!!!"

"For them, this is their journey to the championship, and the outcome of this game will determine a crucial three points!"

The hair dryer coach pointed his index finger and slammed it into the ground, roaring.

"You brat! Look closely! This is Old Trafford!"

Wei Lai was suddenly stunned.

Bang bang bang!
The hair dryer coach punched Wei Lai hard in the chest.

"Ask yourself honestly, have you staked everything on this stadium?"

Have you ever exhausted your physical strength, burned out your fighting spirit, or given everything for a simple contest?

"you have not!"

"You're shirking your responsibility!"

"Yes! You played with more ease, but all that pressure has to be borne by your teammates!"

Swish!
The hair dryer coach pointed to the court: "They are warriors on the road to the championship! What are you?"

The hair dryer instructor looked directly into Wei Lai's eyes.

"answer me!"

Wei Lai opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

The hair dryer coach looked at Wei Lai indifferently.

"Football is a team sport of eleven players! Why should I give a chance to someone who doesn't bring value to the team, someone who doesn't contribute to the team?"

Wei Lai pursed his lips and lowered his head.

The hair dryer coach waved his hand: "I don't want to see you today. Go and think carefully about your own problems, and think carefully about the meaning of this lesson!"

Bang bang bang! !

Intra-team training match at the Jiaozhou Weili Training Base.

boom!
"Feel sorry!"

Wei Lai took the initiative to run out to retrieve the ball and then returned to the training match.

boom!
The ball flew out of bounds again.

"Mine! Mine!"

Wei Lai gave a weak laugh, then ran out to retrieve the ball.

The other teammates looked at Wei Lai's back with puzzlement.

"What's wrong with him? He's not in the right frame of mind!" "Did the soy milk ruin his mood?"

"fart!"

"What's wrong? You seem a bit distracted!"

Chang Chen-ting spoke.

"Wei Lai, come down and rest!"

Wei Lai threw the ball onto the field, then walked to the sidelines and sat down. He stared blankly at the sky.

Jersey also looked at Wei Lai, thought for a moment, and then took the initiative to walk over.

"Is something bothering you?"

Jersey smiled and looked at Wei Lai; "Perhaps, I can be of help?"

Wei Lai turned his head and grinned; "I got a severe scolding!"

"Oh, that's really a sad thing. Is it Coach Zhang?"

"No! It's someone else I greatly respect!" Wei Lai said with a wry smile, "He was thoroughly scolded!"

Hahahahahaha!

Jersey suddenly burst into laughter.

Wei Lai turned his head; "What are you laughing at?"

Jersey turned his head; "He insulted you!"

"Huh?" Wei Lai asked, puzzled.

Jersey winked; "That means he still cares about you!"

Wei Lai thought for a moment and grinned: "Maybe. By the way, I want to ask you a question."

“What?” Jersey turned his head.

Wei Lai: "In Europe, what kind of person becomes a champion?"

Jersey paused for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Dude, I don't have a single championship in Europe!"

Wei Lai grinned; "Sorry, I meant no harm, I just really want to know the answer."

"Well"

Jersey thought for a moment and said, "Let me tell you a story, something that happened to me personally."

Wei Lai turned his head to look over.

Jersey organized his thoughts.

"That was when I was 21 years old, and I was playing for a club in Belgium. We had finally qualified for the Champions League, and you know, our whole team was ecstatic. It was the Champions League! Even though we still had to go through the qualifying rounds!"

"I remember it was the third match!"

Jersey tilted his head back, his thoughts seemingly drifting far away.

"That was a really tough battle. We went on a crazy offensive for 90 minutes, and almost everyone was exhausted."

"I remember it very clearly, the turning point came in the second minute of stoppage time! It was a very intense scramble, I was grappling with a guy, I was stronger than him, but I just couldn't shake him off, he was like a leech sticking to me, pulling me, even hugging me!"

"It's ridiculous! I was so angry I laughed. Then he poked the ball away, and I thought it was definitely going to go out of bounds, but he turned around and rushed to the sideline to save it!"

"It was a beautiful arc. I don't know where he got the strength to control the ball, but it was this arc that helped them score and secure their place in the next round!"

"We lost! They won!"

Jersey sighed, "After the game, I thought about a lot of things. If I hadn't stopped then, maybe we would have won and advanced, and maybe my career would have started differently!"

"He persevered, and that's why he won! Maybe someone like him deserves to be a champion!"

"He's the champion?" Wei Lai exclaimed in astonishment. "He made it to the finals from the qualifiers and won the championship? That's impossible!"

“Of course not that season!” Jersey laughed. “But he won many championships and is one of the most successful professional players on the planet!”

"Who is he?" Wei Lai began to wonder.

Jersey smiled; "His name is Francis!"

Wei Lai's eyes widened: "Francis Samur? The Milan magician? The Italian midfield maestro? The Ballon d'Or winner from two years ago? You played with him?"

Wei Lai's voice grew louder and louder with each note.

Jersey retorted, "Hey! Am I that bad?"

"No, no, no! I just didn't expect it!" Wei Lai waved his hands repeatedly.

After saying that, he patted his bottom and got up.

"Did my story help you?" Jersey asked, looking up.

Wei Lai nodded; "Yes!"

Jersey: "Have you found the answer?"

"No!" Wei Lai turned his head and smiled, his smile incredibly bright in the sunlight: "So, I'm going to find the answer!"

After saying that, he immediately ran away.

"Coach, I need to take a day off!"

Chang Chen-ting nodded: "Go!"

Wei Lai immediately ran away.

Lehmann quickly replied, "Hey, he's not in good form. It's also a coach's responsibility to pay attention to players' mental health!"

Zhang Zhenting glanced at Lyman and smiled, "Don't worry, he's not one to fight internally, he'll be fine!"

Inside the dormitory, Wei Lai drew all the curtains and closed the door to prevent sunlight from entering any corner.

The room was pitch black, so he immediately rolled over and got into bed to sleep!

Falling asleep in the middle of the day is indeed a difficult thing.

But Wei Lai eventually succumbed to sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

Simulated space, Premier League stadium.

"They arrived earlier than expected!"

The hair dryer coach looked into Wei Lai's eyes.

"Do you understand?"

"No!"

Wei Lai lowered his head: "I don't know, I haven't figured anything out, but I know the answer is here! I want to explore it and understand it!"

The hair dryer coach shook his head; "If you haven't figured it out, I won't give you a chance. You first need to understand the significance of this lesson!"

Wei Lai kept his head down.

“I’m stupid, and I sometimes do silly things and often make you angry, but that’s precisely why I need you to teach me!”

The hair dryer coach said slowly and deliberately:

"What can I teach you, you arrogant brat?"

Wei Lai suddenly looked up:

"The spirit of the Red Devils!"

"The answer I'm looking for is there!"

The hair dryer coach's face was shrouded in mist, and through that mist, Wei Lai seemed to see a pair of captivating eyes and a slightly upturned mouth.

(End of this chapter)