Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 155 Jigsaw Puzzle Game (Third Update)
Qizhou Olympic Sports Center Exit.

Van Ness walked out of the stadium, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

He took out his phone again and dialed a number.

Drop drop!
Soon, the call was connected.

"Sir, I'll be staying here for a while, maybe a month, maybe two months. Let others handle things in Brazil!"

“I’ve met him, and he’s a really incomprehensible guy, so I want to get to know him better.”

"Yes! I'm definitely smitten with him, hahaha!!"

"As I told you, every player is a painting. An ordinary person is a chaotic, irregular pattern! A genius is someone you can see at a glance. Their pattern is neat and regular, and you can't take your eyes off them at a glance. They always deeply attract people like me!"

"but"

Thud!
Van Nestor took a deep breath and exhaled:
"I met a really interesting guy this time. Do you know what stitching is? A jigsaw puzzle that's been stitched together in a mess, but it has a mesmerizing color. Even though some parts of the puzzle are missing, as long as you find the pattern, put it back together, and fill in the missing parts, I think it will be a very beautiful picture!"

Amsterdam Sports Training Center, Netherlands, 12 noon.

Mr. Morton sat at his desk and couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

He said into the phone, "So you mean you want to stay in China and play jigsaw puzzles instead of going to work?"

"Please! I am working, I've been working, but I feel I have to finish this jigsaw puzzle!"

Mr. Morton said in a deep voice, "Give me a reason!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

Van Nestor said slowly, "Because... the name of this puzzle game is the Champions League!"

“We haven’t qualified for the Champions League in six years, sir! Perhaps I’ve found the key piece of the puzzle to reach the Champions League here?”

Mr. Morton's eyes suddenly sharpened.

If it were anyone else, it wouldn't matter.

But Van Nestor, despite his unreliable appearance, became the chief scout for Atlético Amsterdam through his numerous talent scouting efforts.

In some ways, even Mr. Morton's judgment wasn't as sharp as this guy's!
"I hope you're not joking!"

"I don't like this kind of joke either!"

"One month!"

Mr. Morton said in a deep voice, "Tell me in a month whether or not we should buy him!"

"no problem!"

Vannest hailed a taxi, opened the door, hung up the phone, and opened a voice translation app.

He patted the back of the driver's seat and said something to the translation app on his phone.

"Train Station!"

The taxi headed towards the train station.

Head Coach's Office at Jiaozhou Weili Training Base.

"Sit down!"

Chang Chen-ting pointed to the sofa opposite him.

Wei Lai walked over and immediately sat down.

"You know who he is now, right?" Chang Chen-ting asked bluntly.

Wei Lai nodded: "I know!"

What did he talk to you about?

"They said some strange things, analyzed my technical characteristics, gave me a business card, and that was it!"

Chang Chen-ting: "He didn't say anything else?"

"No!" Wei Lai shook his head honestly.

"Hmm," Chang Chen-ting hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked up; "Do you want to go out?"

Wei Lai blinked. "Studying abroad?"

Chang Chen-ting nodded: "That's right!"

"I want to go out!" Wei Lai said directly; "if a suitable opportunity arises."

Chang Chen-ting: "What constitutes a suitable opportunity?"

"I don't care about the reserve team, as long as I can play in professional matches!"

After a pause, Wei looked at Zhang Zhenting. "Will you let me go?"

Chang Chen-ting: "What do you mean?"

Wei Lai scratched his head; "It's just that... you won't let me leave. You've put a lot of effort into nurturing me. You've not only trained me, but also given me a lot of opportunities. You've invested a lot of effort in me. To be honest, I'm afraid that if I just leave, I'll feel really bad."

"So, if I don't let you leave, you won't leave?" Zhang Zhenting retorted.

Wei Lai fell silent.

Zhang Zhenting suddenly laughed and said, "You think Jiaozhou Willie can't function without you?"

"Four games, two as a substitute, one as a starter—where do you get the audacity to say that!"

Wei Lai waved his hand: "That's not what I meant. It's just that you trained me, but before you'd even used me much, I ran off. Wouldn't that just be giving other people the training for nothing?"

“How could you say we trained you for nothing?” Zhang Zhenting said. “You came from Jiaozhou Weili Football School, you played for the first team, and when Atlético Amsterdam made you an offer, we certainly wouldn’t ask for a penny less. We’ll take the lion’s share of your transfer fees in Europe. Even if you don’t make it in Europe, you’ll still have to pay a transfer fee when you come back to transfer, right? And you’ll have to pay a transfer fee when you transfer domestically too!”

"We won't take a penny less; it's all business, so don't feel guilty!"

“If I wanted to stop you, I wouldn’t have let that brat He Chaoyue go out in the first place. I would have tied him up and kept him in the first team.”

Wei Lai licked his lips.

"Then can I leave?"

Zhang Zhenting was both amused and exasperated: "That depends on whether they're interested in you. It's not even close to happening yet! Don't think about such nonsense. Just focus on playing well in the game first."

Wei Lai immediately nodded.

Chang Chen-ting waved his hand; "Alright, you can go back now!"

After Wei Lai left, Zhang Zhenting immediately took out his phone and made a video call.

"You old bastard, I'm asking you for advice, and you're trying to steal my girlfriend!"

The other party rejected your video call.

Zhang Zhenting: "."

Inside the dormitory, Wei Lai stared at Van Nester's business card.

Dutch Eredivisie powerhouse, Atlético Amsterdam!

The cradle of youthful energy!
Europe's largest talent factory, with a world-renowned youth training program, and crucially, the first team is particularly willing to give young players opportunities.

Looking at the age composition of the entire first team, the average age is around 22.

Every now and then, a youth storm would sweep across the entire European continent.

Then came 'Amsterdam Athletic Supermarket,' which stocked up on all sorts of geniuses and began to hawk its wares across Europe.

The funds from the sale are used to subsidize youth training and promote talent, in a continuous cycle.

It can be said that this is a football club with an extremely high success rate in producing talented players.

However, the competition is also incredibly fierce!
This is a hub for talent; many famous stars have started their journeys to the top five leagues from here, beginning their illustrious professional careers.

It's both an opportunity and a risk!
"The next youth storm is three years from now!"

Wei Lai recalled for a moment.

After a nine-year hiatus, Racing Amsterdam will shake up the Champions League in incredible form three years from now, in the 2028/2029 season!
Konrad Lechmann of Austria.

Diego Ruma of Argentina.

Marco de Jong of the Netherlands.

Dennis Zilben from the Netherlands.

José Valverde of Uruguay.

Five geniuses emerged out of nowhere, turning that season's Champions League into a complete mess.

That year, warships fell, and the stars dimmed!
It seems to foreshadow a grand debate, a gathering of brilliant minds and diverse perspectives!
What a shock! What a shock! What another shock!

The storm ravaged the European continent, but ultimately fell to the iron hooves of the red dynasty, the Merseyside Red Army.

Wei Lai clenched his fists, as if a raging fire was burning in his chest.

"Will there be a place for me there?"

Wei Lai took a deep breath.

Three years!

(End of this chapter)