Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 214 Damn it!
boom! boom! boom!
The ball was being passed around rapidly, with people weaving through it, the pace quick and fast.

Wei Lai integrated almost simultaneously, delivering the message cleanly and efficiently, with no delays in the rhythm.

Mr. Morton tilted his head and looked at the pitch, his head full of question marks.

Pessant, who was standing to the side, was also astonished.

"Has he played at a European level?"

"No!" Old Master Morton said firmly.

Pechamp pointed to the pitch; "And what's this all about?"

Mr. Morton couldn't answer either.

Has Wei Lai ever played in a European style of play?
impossible!
How could a player who landed in the Chinese Super League possibly have experienced the pace of European professional football?

But the current situation is hard to explain.

Suddenly, Morton recalled a comment from Chang Chen-ting.

"When I first saw him, he integrated into the team very smoothly, and the rhythm of the warm-up matches was very harmonious."

Following up on that statement, Morton slowly said, "The harmony is somewhat abrupt!"

boom!
Wei Lai was challenged and his footwork became off, but he still managed to poke the ball away with his toes.

Upon seeing this, the opposing player immediately spoke up:

"He's not good at confrontation!"

Nima!

Wei Lai cursed inwardly.

Exposed so quickly?
Next, Wei Lai was hit repeatedly, almost turning into a yo-yo.

This also caused the yellow team's pace to gradually slow down.

"You can't kick like that!"

Wei Lai felt somewhat embarrassed.

If he continues to be subjected to physical contact, he will be unable to bring positive value to the team, and the rate of conceding goals will increase significantly.

"We'll have to resort to the brute force!"

Wei Lai immediately retreated to provide support.

"Pass!"

This time, Hendrick didn't pass the ball. Instead, he flicked it to the outside, drawing the player next to Wei Lai over, and then pulled back with his feet before suddenly making a cross.

The pressure around Wei Lai immediately eased.

"Awesome!"

Wei Lai controlled the ball steadily, even having time to look up and observe.

Snapped!
Wei Lai passed the ball out again.

"If you can't hold on, then hide!"

Hendrick shouted.

Wei Lai immediately nodded.

He ran forward to an open space, received a pass from his teammate, and immediately distributed the ball.

Then he continued running, found open space again, and passed the ball once more.

On the sidelines, Konrad Lechmann looked at Wei Lai and couldn't help but laugh, "He plays like an eel."

Dennis Chilburn, who was standing to the side, remained silent.

loach?

You need to be able to be as slippery as a mudfish!

Wei Lai now focuses on off-the-ball movement, and every place he runs to is crucial, always connecting with teammates or helping Hendrick to make plays.

Snapped!
Hendrick passed the ball to Wei Lai, shouting, "One! Two!"

But he didn't receive a reply from Wei.

Wei Lai looked ahead and suddenly lightly lifted his foot.

The ball immediately crossed the defensive line and fell behind them.

At the landing point, Felix made a forward run, gently headed the ball across, and once again lifted it up, sending it plummeting towards the goal.

Swish!
The ball went into the net.

"Wow!" Peschan raised an eyebrow; "He saw it!"

Morton nodded; "The midfield and defense were stretched thin, and Wei saw the space in the backfield."

Morton's lips curled into a smile.

“Confrontation will cause his performance to decline, but he won’t lose possession of the ball. That’s because his body hasn’t fully developed yet, his strength hasn’t been properly trained, and he has technical deficiencies, but those things can be worked on. But in other aspects, he does very well.”

Morton: "I know how to use him!"

On the field, Hendrick was about to yell, but when he saw Wei Lai's lobbed pass to Felix, he immediately swallowed his anger and nodded, saying, "Great! Excellent decision, I saw it too!"

"Captain, didn't you see? You were trying to pass the ball to the left!"

Konrad Lechmann was shouting and yelling from the sidelines.

Hendrick, enraged, picked up the ball and kicked it.

Konrad Lehmann turned around and started to dribble, but before he could even get going, the ball hit him squarely in the backside.

The guy yelled out and turned around to give a thumbs up.

"allow!"

Wei Lai couldn't help but grin.

This guy is such a goofball!
But the more abstract stuff is yet to come.

An hour later, Peschan clapped his hands to indicate that the warm-up was over.

Wei Lai also plopped down on the ground.

Their performance on the first day of training was pretty good.

Wei Lai shook his head.

He struggles to handle a combination of fast pace and high intensity.

This is also the problem he had in the Premier League matches during the simulation course.

It's time to pick up the basics again, and at the same time, we need to add some strength training. We don't need to get too strong, but at least we need to be able to withstand one confrontation.

After the training camp ended, some players chose to go home, while others chose to do extra training.

In Jiaozhou Weili, the workday is basically fixed, but the competition here is intense, so many players have extra training sessions.

Moreover, if core players like Konrad Lechmann are doing extra training, then the rest of the team are even more so.

"Keep your core engaged, lift your left leg higher, and swing it back!"

Konrad Lehmann is undergoing core explosive training under the guidance of strength and conditioning coach Roberto.

He was holding a yoga ball, standing on one leg, pulling his right leg back, and suddenly leaning back while throwing the yoga ball against the wall.

This is one way to train core explosive power.

"I felt there were some problems with the physical play when we played against PSV Eindhoven a while ago," Konrad Lehmann said simply, turning his head to look to the side.

Standing next to him was Wei Lai staring intently at him, occasionally mimicking his training movements.

Ignoring Wei Lai, he continued, "Therefore, I think it's necessary to strengthen core capabilities, especially in the second half. If core capabilities are insufficient, other parts of the body may need to compensate for the pressure, increasing the risk of injury."

Roberto nodded; "Your idea is correct, but practicing only this one skill is not enough. Let's go over there."

The two then moved to another area to train.

As soon as they arrived, they heard a series of loud crashing sounds against the wall.

The two men turned their heads and saw Wei Lai imitating Konrad Lechmann's movements, smashing the ball in an extremely awkward posture.

After smashing for a while, he stopped to think for a moment, corrected some of his movements, and continued smashing fiercely.

Both men shook their heads. Roberto continued, "Let's continue. First, tighten your core, and when you exert force..."

bang bang bang!
Roberto frowned and continued, "Maintaining balance throughout the body when exerting force isn't about training just one area, but the whole body."

bang bang bang!
Konrad Lehmann grinned and pointed at Wei Lai over there.

"Why don't you go and give him some pointers? It seems like he's just throwing things around randomly!"

Roberto sighed and nodded; "Wait for me a moment."

He turned around abruptly and shouted, "Kid! Stop that disgusting thing you're doing!"

what?
Wei Lai turned his head.

Roberto walked over and snatched the yoga ball from Wei Lai's hand.

"You start practicing this just because you know what kind of training it is?"

Wei Lai blinked; "Isn't this core training?"

Roberto pointed at Wei Lai; "Your core strength simply can't withstand this kind of explosive training. Do you want to tear your muscles? This is reckless training!"

Wei Lai scratched his head: "But I don't know how to practice!"

He always had to find something to do; he couldn't sleep during the day and couldn't enter the simulation space.

"Come here! Lie down!"

Wei Lai quickly did as instructed.

Roberto corrected, "Tighten your core, then slowly reach your chest with your thighs, and push down with force!"

Swish!
"Switch to the other leg and keep going!"

Swish!
"You lifted your leg too quickly. Slow down and let your abdominal muscles feel a strong pull."

Wei Lai reduced the frequency of his movements again.

"That's right! Keep practicing like this, ten reps for each leg, ten sets, then come find me when you're done!"

Roberto approached Conrad Lehmann this time.

"Let's continue!"

Around 7 p.m., Wei Lai and Conrad Lehmann walked out of the instrument room together.

By this time, the sky had darkened, and the streetlights illuminated the space.

"Are you Asian?" Conrad Lehmann asked, turning his head.

Wei Lai nodded; "Chinese!"

"Oh!"

He didn't say anything, and the two of them went into the changing room together to wash up.

Conrad Lehmann turned to look at Wei Lai.

"By the way! Have you had dinner?"

Wei Lai shook his head; "Let's go eat now!"

“Too late!” Conrad Lehmann laughed. “The restaurant closes at 6 p.m. The Dutch don’t work overtime, let alone because of you.”

He slung his bag over his shoulder, shrugged, looked at the dazed Wei Lai, and laughed, "Good luck."

Inside the dormitory building.

Wei Lai was slurping up instant noodles, with a pile of bread and sausages next to him.

Luckily, Dad bought some food before we went to the Netherlands, otherwise we would have really gone hungry. Buzz buzz buzz!
Mobile phone vibration.

Wei Lai answered the call immediately.

A video call from Yang Fan.

"Holy crap? Eating instant noodles? Are you doing that badly?"

Yang Fan said in surprise after the video call connected.

Wei Lai: "The cafeteria only operates until 6 pm, I missed dinner!"

"This is a total rip-off! Didn't you think about eating out?"

"Where to go? I don't know anyone here. I just arrived today and I don't know where there are restaurants near the base!"

"Yeah, right! How was it? Did you get used to it on the first day?"

"Not bad, the pace here is really fast and the competition is very intense. If you relax even slightly, you'll be countered!"

"Can't you handle it either?"

"It withstood the test! But it didn't completely, and there are still many flaws!"

Wei Lai picked up another piece of bread and peeled open a sausage.

He took a bite of bread and then a bite of sausage.

"Old Wei, you're really in a terrible situation! Why don't you come back!"

Wei Lai rolled his eyes.

"What nonsense are you spouting? How are you doing, a victory celebration?"

Yang Fan: "It was quite a lively event. We even held a simple championship parade in Mishan District. A lot of people came, and it was a great experience."

Wei Lai nodded.

Yang Fan continued, "However, everyone wasn't in a very high spirits, so we had a simple get-together in the evening, and then everyone went their separate ways!"

Wei Lai: "Why aren't you excited? They've already won the championship."

Yang Fan grinned; "Isn't it all because of you and Lao He, those two pressure monsters? You two went abroad to study, how can we celebrate in peace? Don't be fooled by what these guys haven't said, they're probably secretly training like crazy."

Wei Lai: "And you?"

Yang Fan: "I've come to train with Old Man Chen. When the league starts next year, I must fight for a starting spot."

Wei Lai: "Keep it up!"

Yang Fan suddenly fell silent for a moment, then spoke up: "Old Wei, tell me the truth, how is it over there? Can I adapt?"

Wei looked at Yang Fan, chewed quickly, and immediately shook his head; "I can't adapt, the pace difference is too big."

"Do you suggest I go out later, or go out sooner?"

"If there's a good place, I definitely hope you can come out soon, since the pace of life here is really different, and it's good to adapt as quickly as possible. But if there isn't a good place, don't rush it, or you might end up getting yourself into trouble."

Yang Fan sighed; "Old He also had a different opinion. He told me to try out in a lower-level league first, but not too low, because some leagues are not very interesting at all."

“That’s exactly right, I think the same way as him,” Wei Lai nodded.

"Alright!" Yang Fan nodded and said, "Let's stop here for now. I hope to see you on the live stream next year."

"Thanks for your kind words! You keep it up!"

Wei Lai smiled and hung up the phone.

He had eaten most of the food.

"Time to sleep!"

Wei Lai immediately climbed into bed, turned off the light, and prepared to fall asleep.

In the simulated classroom, Wei Lai sat on the lawn again, looking at the timetable in front of him.

The puppeteer's coach suggested that he start with intermediate courses.

He currently has 160 training points, which is enough to select many intermediate courses.

However, considering the difficulty of digesting the courses, he can only choose a maximum of three at the moment, otherwise he won't be able to practice them all.

Stop the ball!

"Ball control!"

"Foot rhythm!"

This is a recommendation from a puppeteer's coach.

He believes this is the most suitable course for Wei Lai at present.

First, there's ball feel training, which can improve your ball feel and allow you to observe the ball more without focusing on it.

In European leagues, the frequency and number of observations are of great importance.

Secondly, there's ball control. At first glance, ball control and ball feel seem to be related, but they are actually two completely different things.

Take forwards as an example. It can be said that every top forward is a master of ball control. The moment they control the ball, they have basically decided everything.

How to stop?
Where should we stop?

Stop at what distance?
These are all based on very rigorous research, and this technology will allow Wei Lai to handle the ball more easily on the European stage.

Finally, it's all about footwork and rhythm!
The reason why we didn't choose the combination of man and ball, but this one, is because of Wei Lai's current position.

He sees himself as a metronome at Amsterdam Arena.

Footwork rhythm can help him increase his ability to break free.

Wei needs to train his passing skills, both after getting past defenders and when making direct passes.

Hendryt's position is unshakeable; he is currently the core of this team.

Wei Lai's goal is to use his passing ability to become the team's metronome and tie himself to Konrad Lehmann.

In this way, Wei Lai's position as a key player can be guaranteed.

Moreover, combining these courses can maximize the acceleration of advanced courses for puppeteer instructors.

"Let's take these three!"

[Intermediate Course, Intensive Training in Single Items, Ball Control Techniques]

[Instructor: Juan Mata]

[Intermediate Course, Focused Training, Ball Handling Skills Training]

[Instructor: Marcelo]

[Intermediate Course, Focused Training on Individual Skills and Footwork Rhythm]

[Lecturer: Pogba]

"let's start!"

Wei Lai immediately got up from the ground, his spirits lifted.

Soon, the training venue changed.

A figure slowly appeared.

He was very tall, even taller than Wei Lai, but what really caught the eye was his head of blue hair.

A Black athlete with dyed blue hair.

Honestly, it's incredibly ugly!
"Hey kid, aren't you attracted to my new hair color?" Pogba ran a hand through his hair and laughed. "I'm your coach, you can call me Super Saiyan Blue Coach!"

Wei Lai: "I know your name is Pogba, this isn't an advanced course!"

"Oh! Damn it!" Pogba said with a look of regret, "Why didn't you choose my advanced course? I'm the best midfielder on the planet!"

Wei Lai grinned.

A familiar feeling came over me.

"You'll teach me, right?"

Wei Lai was really looking forward to the other party saying "no," so that he could play by the rules.

Unfortunately
“Of course!” Pogba said confidently. “Nobody knows how to teach better than me. Come on! I’ll teach you how to play long passes!”

Wei Lai sighed: "Our course is about the rhythm of your feet!"

Pogba: "You didn't choose my long pass?"

Wei Lai rolled his eyes.

Oh shit!

I wish I could get a refund for the course!

"Alright, let's begin!" Wei Lai shook his head.

In the training field, Pogba began to teach, but his teaching method was quite unconventional.

"Did you see that? It's like this, ding-ding once! And then ding-ding again!"

"In this situation, you can't just stand there! You have to stand there!"

"Didn't understand? Let me try again, ta-da!"

Wei Lai stared at Pogba with his mouth agape, completely dumbfounded.

He previously thought that a younger version of Beckham as a coach was already abstract enough.

But compared to this guy, he's perfectly normal!
What the hell?!

What are you saying?!

The next morning, Wei Lai got up.

He rubbed his head and couldn't help but grin and sigh.

Ha~~~~
Even now, all he can think about is 'Dangdang'.

After the class, Wei Lai was speechless.

"What do you mean I'm not smart enough to understand?" Wei Lai grinned. "Nobody can understand this, right? Smart? That's more like abstract!"

Is it because I'm not abstract enough that I can't understand abstract coaching?

Wei Lai wanted to slap himself.

"Next time I choose a course, I must find a reliable coach to help me make the right choice!"

The younger version of Beckham was a coach who knew how to teach, but was too lazy to do so.

But this guy doesn't know how to teach; he just insists on teaching him by force.

He was so enthusiastic that he didn't understand a word Wei Lai said.

He's worried about what to do.
The puppeteer coach's expression was quite strange when he heard that he had been selected for Pogba's class.

Moreover, he advised himself not to learn or even listen to anything other than technical skills.

Also, if Pogba really can't be taught, then let him choose a new course on 'foot rhythm'.

It was a training opportunity, a lesson learned.

But to be honest, Wei Lai was gambling at first, and the result was a complete failure.

"Damn it! This is a rip-off! I'm re-selecting courses tonight!"

Wei Lai couldn't help but curse.

He intends to sideline Pogba entirely.

Damn it!
Fortunately, apart from this guy, the other two coaches were relatively normal.

(End of this chapter)