Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 228 End of Season

Morton's office wasn't exactly a den of thieves, but it was a space that the first-team players of Atlético Amsterdam would do anything to avoid.

So far, almost all the players who were spoken to individually by Mr. Morton have disappeared without a trace.

They will either be relegated to the reserve team or leave during the transfer window.

Therefore, Reyes's expression was one of extreme fear.

He didn't even dare to look up at the old man, his whole body tense and anxious as he fiddled with his nails.

"Luca!"

Mr. Morton said gently, "Relax, I won't do anything to you!"

Reyesa forced a smile and said, "I'm very relaxed, sir!"

Mr. Morton shook his head and continued:

“I brought you from Italy, and three years have passed since then.”

Reyesa is currently 23 years old. He was brought from the youth academy of a lower-level Italian team by coach Morton when he was 20.

In three years, he did not disappoint Morton's expectations. He went from being a substitute to a starter, training hard and taking matches seriously. He paid a lot for this.

“Yes! I’ve always been grateful to you.” Reyesa pursed her lips and said, “Even if you asked me to leave, I would have no objections!”

After saying this, Reyesa seemed to have lost all her strength, and she became extremely depressed.

Morton turned to Reyessa and chuckled, "Why should I let you go?"

"what?"

Reyesa paused for a moment: "W-Wasn't I supposed to give Wei Teng a position?"

Morton calmly replied, "Making up a position isn't something you're doing for me. You're just in the same position, but think about it carefully, are you the same type of player?"

Mr. Morton pointed at Reissa: "You're all muscles!"

He pointed outside; "It's the brain!"

Reyes was taken aback; his mind wasn't working very well.

But thinking about it this way, it seems like they're not really the same type.

They are just in the same position, but tactically speaking, they are worlds apart.

He blinked and said, "So... I don't have to go?"

"Of course, not only will you not leave, but you will also have a very important task next season!"

"Pass!"

Wei Lai was a step too slow in receiving the ball, which forced him into a corner, and the ball was quickly poked away from his feet.

"Damn it!"

Wei Lai was about to start immediately when suddenly, a strong figure rushed over and pushed the substitute player aside, while simultaneously seizing possession of the ball.

"Wei! Create some distance!"

Reyes roared, and Wei Lai immediately ran forward a few steps.

Reyesa passed the ball to Wei Lai, who immediately made a lateral pass.

Reyesa: "Don't worry about what's behind you, just focus on your work."

Boom!

He pounded his chest forcefully and said confidently:
"I'll take care of the defense!"

Wei Lai blinked, somewhat puzzled.

When did his relationship with Reyesa become so harmonious?

Normally, the two of them don't even exchange a single word, let alone Reyessa taking the initiative to fill in for him.

But this isn't a bad thing!

With Reyesa helping him fill the gaps, Wei Lai could focus more confidently on organizing and coordinating the efforts.

"team leader!"

Wei Lai rushed to Hendrick's diagonal rear, and as the latter passed the ball, Wei Lai turned his head left and right to observe.

As the ball was about to arrive, Wei Lai looked down to check its trajectory, then looked up again to observe.

At the same time, Wei Lai gently flicked the ball to the right with his foot, immediately followed by a V-shaped pull with his left foot, completing the transfer to a more open area on the left.

"Pretty!"

Reyesa cheered loudly.

Wei Lai: "."

Morton and Peschan on the sidelines nodded slowly.

"Wei is playing with increasing confidence!"

"He has basically adapted to the team!"

"It's not just about adapting; the little guy also actively connects everyone. He's like a glue, sticking everyone together!"

Mr. Morton looked at Wei Lai and couldn't help but smile.

He had certain expectations for Wei Lai, but Wei Lai lived up to those expectations too quickly.

In Morton's vision, Wei Lai would need at least a season to gradually adapt to the league, and only in the second season would he become a true force to be reckoned with.

The current situation is that he has only played three official matches, but in just half a season, he has already become a force to be reckoned with.

If this rate of progress continues, he's really looking forward to seeing how much Wei Lai will 'evolve' next season.

After the team's training match ended, Wei Lai slowly let out a breath.

After a three-week break, he finally got to play a fairly enjoyable match.

Despite the constant training in simulated classrooms during this period, I still felt somewhat stifled.

"here you go!"

Reyes suddenly leaned over and raised her hands.

Wei Lai couldn't understand why this guy suddenly acted like this.

I used to be so wary of myself, and I never said a word to myself.

But Wei Lai still raised his hands.

Snapped!
The two high-fived.

"Good partners!"

Reyes put his arm around Wei Lai's shoulder, and the two walked to the sidelines like close brothers.

"5000 euros? That's all?"

Reyesa looked at Wei Lai in surprise.

Wei Lai nodded; "That's plenty, more than you can spend!"

Starting from January 20th, Wei Lai has already saved up quite a bit of money.

He doesn't usually spend money anywhere, as he eats and lives at the club. His biggest expense in the Netherlands was a set of sportswear.

"Before tax or after tax?"

Reyesa was still amazed.

This must be the lowest salary in the whole team!

Wei Lai: "Of course, it's after tax!"

With a pre-tax salary of 5000 euros, he might as well register with the reserve team and get a few more games played.

"Don't you have any hobbies? Like playing video games?" Conrad Lehmann asked.

Wei Lai's dedication to training borders on obsessive.

At the very least, Conrad Lehmann had never seen a guy who trained from the moment he opened his eyes.

Wei Lai blinked. He admitted that he used to play video games and had other hobbies.

In this life, he threw himself into training, trying his best to catch up with He Chaoyue, Xiang Ming and others. Now he is also working hard in Europe, so he really has no time to rest, let alone his so-called hobbies.

"I love training!"

Wei Lai said directly.

Konrad Lehmann rolled his eyes.

Reyessa, who was standing to the side, was silent for a moment: "You're a really great guy!"

Felix couldn't help but chuckle: "You actually believe this guy's nonsense?"

Reyesa said earnestly, "But he did it!"

Upon hearing this, Felix and Conrad Lehmann stopped laughing.

Wei Lai patted his backside and stood up: "I have some things to do, I'll be going now!"

After saying that, Wei Lai went straight into the locker room, washed up quickly, and then dialed a number.

"Mr. Roy, I've made up my mind!"

Inside a coffee shop in the Netherlands.

Elant Roy and Wei Lai sat facing each other.

There was a contract on the coffee table, which Wei Lai had already signed.

The contract has been shown to the hair dryer coach, and there are no problems.

"The electronic version has already been sent to my father, and it will be sent to the agency after he signs it!"

Wei Lai looked earnestly at Elant Roy and extended his hand, saying, "Please guide me in the future!"

Roy smiled and reached out to shake his hand:
“I will arrange an agent to help you. You know, I can’t handle your affairs personally right now.”

Wei Lai nodded.

His paltry net worth and contract certainly didn't warrant the personal involvement of the renowned Elant Roy.

I heard you've been having some health problems?

Elant Roy is still very well-informed.

Wei Lai nodded: "Excessive fatigue is not a big problem."

"We really need to make a good plan for both matches and rest, hmm."

Elant Roy thought for a moment and said, "I know a friend in Amsterdam who works in scientific training and has helped many star players develop training plans. I can introduce him to you!"

"."

Wei Lai fell silent.

"what happened?"

Wei Lai grinned: "I only get a salary of 5000 euros!"

"Oh!" Elant Roy slapped his forehead, remembering that Wei Lai was still a penniless nobody.

“How about this, I’ll pay your fee upfront, and you can pay me back later.” Elant Roy raised an eyebrow; “Of course, you can also increase the fee percentage, then you won’t have to pay me back.”

Wei Lai immediately replied, "I will repay you!"

As Elant Roy stepped out of the coffee shop, he looked at Wei Lai.

"Are you sure you don't need me to take you home?"

Wei Lai shook his head and smiled, "I know the way back. I plan to wander around by myself."

"Alright! Be careful!" Elant Roy laughed. "Looking forward to seeing you again!"

Wei Lai nodded with a smile.

Watching Elante Roy leave, Wei Lai turned a corner and walked along a small path, where the view immediately opened up to a spacious area. This was Amsterdam Central Station, one of the city's busiest districts, with a canal not far away.

Compared to those foul-smelling ponds, the water quality here is quite good, and the surface of the water sparkles under the sunlight.

The canal was bustling with activity as numerous boats came and went.

This place not only has small boats or cargo ships, but also some rustic wooden sailboats, which have a unique charm.

Suddenly, the crowd to the side became noisy.

Wei Lai turned his head and looked over. He saw several young people gathered together.

One of them was filming with his phone, while the other was kicking a ball toward a passerby and then placing a small goal in the middle, signaling the passerby to shoot.

These must be football bloggers; they've tried several different ones, but still haven't managed to score a single goal.

Finally, they actually ran towards him.

"Hey guy!"

The ball was thrown to Wei Lai, who subconsciously took a step forward, pushed it upward with his chest, and then bumped it twice with his forehead.

"Wow!"

"Someone from the association has arrived!"

"Well done!"

The group started clapping wildly, and the surrounding passengers also stopped to watch.

Wei Lai juggled the ball continuously, using his forehead, shoulders, and the back of his feet, and even improvised a few times juggling it with his buttocks.

He was having a blast; the feeling of controlling the ball was fantastic.

Two years ago, Wei Lai would never have been able to achieve this level of skill.

"Hey! A shot on goal!"

The blogger pointed to the small door and shouted.

Wei Lai lifted the ball and suddenly volleyed it from the side.

Wow! !

The crowd immediately scattered, afraid of being hit.

But Wei Lailing's right foot flicked the ball again in mid-air, sending it high into the air. When the ball landed, he gently pushed it into the air and shot.

Swish!
Introduction to playing ball.

Wow!!!

The group of young men rushed towards Wei Lai, but Wei Lai ran even faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Why are you running? We haven't celebrated yet!"

"Wait a minute? Don't you guys find this familiar?"

"Does it look familiar to me too?"

"I remembered!"

A young man suddenly slapped his forehead: "That's Wei! A professional player for Atlético Amsterdam, he plays really well!"

"I remember now, I knew it looked familiar!"

However, when they tried to find Wei Lai again, he had already disappeared.

Bus number 179 originates at Central Station and goes to McCauley Street.

Wei Lai took a bus and headed towards the training base.

Around 17 p.m., just in time for lunch, he arrived at the training base.

Today's training camp was completed in the morning, so the afternoon is free time.

"what!"

Inside the cafeteria, Wei Lai looked at the food on his plate and sighed softly.

He has been living in the Netherlands for almost half a year, and some problems are slowly emerging.

He wants to eat Chinese food!
Sweet and sour pork, noodles with soybean paste, and large steamed buns from Jiaozhou, especially the stir-fried pork tenderloin from Sichuan Province, are incredibly delicious with rice.

Gudong!

Wei Lai swallowed hard.

He finally understood why He Chaoyue, Xiang Ming, and others looked like they were starving ghosts when they returned to China.

He's not much better off now.

Ouch!

Wei Lai tore into the steak, imagining it was stir-fried brisket.

It's all beef anyway!

Although he couldn't quite remember what it tasted like.

April 30th, Champions League semi-final.

Madrid defeated Paris Internacional twice, winning 4-1 on aggregate and advancing to the final.

Following closely behind, Bayern Munich narrowly defeated Liverpool 2-1 at home, also securing a place in the final.

Madrid has once again proven to the world that their strength belongs to the club, not individual players.

Even without Rafael's shadow, they can still compete for the Champions League.

However, Madrid has paid a price for their pursuit of the Champions League this season, as they have been overshadowed by Atlético Barcelona and Valencia in the league and are currently ranked third in the standings.

With a gap of 9 points between them and the championship, there is practically no hope left.

Now, all they can do is fight for the Champions League.

Despite defeating Merseyside Reds, Baines suffered heavy losses.

With several key players injured, their situation is not optimistic as they face Madrid in the final.

But they were unaware that after this match, a terrifying red wave was about to sweep across Europe!

The red wave brewing in the coastal cities of the British Isles will sweep across the whole of Europe!

The Merseyside Reds, on a 100-game unbeaten run, are about to take center stage on the European stage.

For Atlético Amsterdam, their immediate priority is to secure direct qualification for the Europa League and strive for Champions League qualifying spots.

They are currently in fifth place in the standings.

The next step is the Europa League zone, where you can participate directly without going through qualifying rounds.

There is still a 5-point gap in the current standings.

But it's going to be tougher in the Champions League qualifying playoffs.

There is a 12-point gap, a four-game winning margin, and the opponent has to lose four games in a row to have a chance.

With only five rounds left in the league, this seems unrealistic by any measure.

As for the title race, Atlético Amsterdam is a full 24 points behind, so there's no point in even thinking about it.

This is a match between Elefert and Eindhoven.

They were also eliminated from the Dutch Cup.

This season may well be another season of zero wins, zero losses, and zero losses for Sporting Amsterdam.

Fans were outraged, but there was nothing they could do.

After all, this isn't the first time in six years.

The only good news is that their overall performance has clearly improved since the start of the second half of the season.

First, Felix regained his form.

Secondly, thanks to Felix's presence, Conrad Lehmann didn't feel as much pressure.

Another point is that the midfielders are no longer playing so blindly.

This is the most obvious change, especially between rounds 31 and 33, as Wei Lai's playing time increased, Atlético Amsterdam became more organized in attack.

This also earned Wei Lai some minor fame in Amsterdam and the Dutch Eredivisie.

Dutch commentator Louis van Gaal even stated that Atlético Amsterdam will be even better next season.

But he couldn't guarantee exactly how good it would be.

At least these changes offer some solace to the fans.

December 19th, the 34th round of the Dutch Eredivisie.

Amsterdam Athletic will host Deventer Eagles at home.

At the Amstel River Stadium, illuminated by the night lights, a rainbow-like pass races through the air.

A burst of loud cheers suddenly erupted from the stands.

Whoosh!!!

On the left flank, Konrad Lehmann controlled the ball, dribbled past the full-back, and burst into the six-yard box before shooting from a tight angle.

boom!
The ball struck the goalkeeper's shin and entered the penalty area. Deventer Eagles' center-back Lance cleared the ball, sending it out of play.

A corner kick for Amsterdam Athletic.

Wei Lai ran forward towards the corner flag.

The camera focused on a close-up of Wei Lai's face.

"Wei! Another long pass from Wei orchestrated a dangerous attack. Atletico Amsterdam has performed exceptionally well in the second half of the season, especially this Chinese boy, who has given everyone a huge surprise!"

Dutch commentator Van Gaal exclaimed in admiration.

In the Lek Sports live broadcast room, Zhan Jing excitedly said:
"Wei Lai created another attacking opportunity. Since the second half of the season, Atlético Amsterdam has incorporated Wei Lai's long pass into their attacking system. While we were still worried about whether Wei Lai could adapt to the intensity of the Eredivisie, he has already proven in five games that he can fully perform and has even become a key player!"

Zhang Lu also remarked, "Wei Lai's adaptability is too strong. In just half a year, while many people are still vying for a substitute position, Wei Lai has already started starting one after another. Especially after his physical recovery, he started three consecutive games. He has become a key piece of the puzzle for Atlético Amsterdam."

"That's right!" Zhan Jing looked at the big screen: "Let's see the quality of Wei Lai's corner kick!"

Wei Lai, in the corner area on the right, raises his left hand, index finger pointing skyward.

[Later!]

Felix and the others immediately understood.

boom!
Wei Lai took the penalty decisively, swinging his right foot, and a crescent moon once again appeared in the sky above the Amstel River Stadium.

The crowd surged immediately inside the restricted area.

Felix broke free of his marker and charged towards the far post, his entire body leaning back as he stared intently at the ball.

Swish!
The ball plummeted strangely, striking Felix on the forehead and slamming into the goal.

71 minutes, Atlético Amsterdam 4-1 Defental Eagles.

"Roar!!!--"

After scoring, Felix sprinted towards the corner flag and slid on his knees, excitedly pounding his chest and roaring.

Dutch commentator Van Gaal exclaimed:

"Felix! His form continues to be phenomenal! Three goals in a single game, he completes a hat-trick! His last hat-trick was five years ago. With such incredible form, he's announcing to the world that the terrifying Spanish super striker is back!"

The DJ shouted:

"The one who scored for us was the Holy Infant."

Tens of thousands of fans cheered in unison.

Felix!!!

(End of this chapter)