Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 232 Let's talk about Wei Lai

Haigang Garden Community, Bohai Port, China.

A huge crane was lifting glass upwards, while workers and homeowners below were negotiating.

Wei Chenggong, wearing an Amsterdam Atlético de Amsterdam jersey number 25 and carrying a football bag, strolled over leisurely.

"Busy now?"

The homeowner turned to look at Wei Chenggong and nodded.

"Did you just move in?" Wei Chenggong continued, rubbing his back with his hands and tilting his head back. "I live in 1201, so I'll be considered a half-neighbor from now on."

The homeowner grinned: "Brother, I live on the 22nd floor!"

There's a 10-story difference in the middle!

"It's all the same! It's all the same!" Wei Chenggong waved his hand with a smile, and the man glanced at him again; "Brother, what do you think?"

“That’s right!” Wei Chenggong shook his jersey and waved his hand. “I’m not showing off, this is just the most comfortable one. My son sent it directly from Amsterdam, Netherlands. It’s the real deal. Do you watch football, bro? My son, Wei Lai, is a decent player. He’s barely a regular starter for Atlético Amsterdam. He just gave Felix an assist a while ago.”

Wei Chenggong held up three fingers: "Three balls!"

"Ah~ Great! That's really impressive!"

"It's barely passable, but we still need to work harder, haha! Right!"

After saying that, Wei Chenggong walked out with a pigeon-toed gait.

"Grandma Liu, taking care of your granddaughter? My little Lai just helped out a few days ago. Did you eat the wedding candy I gave you? Okay, okay, I'll give you some more next time, hahaha! Hey! Be modest! Be modest! Hahaha! Pretty good, huh!"

"Brother Wang, next time we watch my son play soccer, it's on me!"

"Xiao Liu, just finished playing football? Hang in there! Maybe you can play football in the Netherlands someday!"

Wei Chenggong strolled around the neighborhood for a while before returning to the basement to drive to the competition venue.

Wei Chenggong is a near-starter for the neighborhood team "Harbor No. 1," and they get together every weekend to play a match.

This time, his team arranged an exchange match with a team from Dafeng, the capital of Liaodong Province, and he naturally had to participate.

Dafeng Yinxia Road Youth is a first-level amateur team under the Football Association.

They are a well-known strong team in the area, and often play friendly matches with teams from other cities.

This time, they came to the "football city" Bohai Port and met at Harbor No. 1.

"Everyone, pay attention! Today's opponent is Harbor No. 1. Although they are a local team, they have some strong foreign players. Several kids from the local youth training team are playing for them. Also, watch out for their number 10!"

Xiao Guoqiang, the captain of the youth team on Yinxia Road, said seriously, "They have a very big reputation!"

Everyone turned to look.

A middle-aged man with an overweight physique, showing no signs of exercise, wearing short socks, knee pads, and sports glasses.

"He doesn't seem very strong!"

Liu Xiang, number 10 on Yinxia Road, couldn't help but grin.

Xiao Guoqiang glanced at the team's star player: "He's Wei Lai's father!"

What the hell!

Everyone started swearing.

"Wei Lai from Amsterdam Arena?"

"That Wei Lai from the national youth team?"

"Prince Willie?"

"Is it real or fake?"

Xiao Guoqiang: "I guarantee it! I was shocked too. Wei Lai plays so well, his dad must be pretty good too. Don't be fooled by appearances. We don't know the other side's strength, so let's start seriously."

On the Harbor One side, Chen Qiang, also known as Old Chen, looked at Wei Chenggong and said:

"Old Wei, are you going to start and play for the first 30 minutes?"

"Row!"

Wei Chenggong immediately nodded.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Peng, you young guys, go up and give Uncle Wei a run!"

The young people exchanged glances and grinned.

Wei Chenggong turned his head and waved his hand: "Let's meet at the riverside houses tonight, it's on me!"

"Long live Uncle Wei!"

The young people cheered immediately.

A meal at a riverside restaurant would easily cost several thousand yuan, which is beyond their means.

"Let's all get along well. It's just a friendly match; as long as we have fun, that's all that matters," Wei Chenggong said with a smile after coming onto the field. "Tonight, we'll all have seafood and drinks together!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd cheered once again.

Soon, the game begins.

The ball was passed to Wei Chenggong.

"Behold my crescent-shaped blade, aimed straight at the corner of death!"

boom!
The ball flew high into the air and over the barrier.

A moment of silence fell over the scene.

"I'll go pick it up! I'll go pick it up!"

Wei Chenggong volunteered and reacted quickly, clearly indicating that this wasn't the first time he had done this.

Liu Xiang turned to look at Xiao Guoqiang, his eyes filled with suspicion.

'Is this really Wei Lai's father? He smells so bad!'

Xiao Guoqiang also grinned and shook his head.

'I don't know either!'

"Football Frontline" invited four heavyweight guests who were part of the former golden generation of Chinese national football teams playing abroad to jointly commentate on the friendly match between China U23 and East Timor U23.

What should have been an easy win turned into an embarrassing 2-1 score.

This silenced the four former Chinese national team players who had played abroad.

"Tell me about it!" Sun Chengtong pushed up his glasses and said awkwardly.

Yang Zhen waved his hand; "What are you talking about! It's a competition to smash the pot!"

Yang Zhen, former top scorer for the Bundesliga Black Forest United.

Fan Zhenghao: "Sigh! How could they play like this!"

Fan Zhenghao is the former captain of the current English Premier League team Diamond League.

Dong Hao: "Why do they like diamond midfielders? Han Fei can't play as a lone defensive midfielder! He doesn't have the ability!"

Dong Hao, formerly China's top talent, was once scouted by Premier League giants Manchester City.

The live stream chat was filled with insults.

"Damn it! I thought Chinese youth training had really taken off, but it turns out only the national youth team was truly outstanding!"

'What kind of football is this? The whole team is sleepwalking!'

"That Han Fei used to play for Jiaozhou Weili, almost ruining Zheng Tao's game, and then he disappeared from the first team."

'Wei Lai's previous reserve team midfielder, right? I think I vaguely remember him!'

'No! Those two from Hongyun weren't enough either. The attack relied entirely on them, and they were completely disoriented by the end.'

'Just promote this national youth team to the U23 team; they'll definitely play well.'

"Seriously, Wei Lai, He Chaoyue, Xiang Ming, and Chen Shaojie, these guys who played abroad, combined with our domestic players, they're really good!"

'Wei Lai alone is enough to elevate the team to a whole new level. His performance in the Eredivisie makes him an absolute game-changer for the U23 team!'

'Let's not. Let them grow together. What if Wei Lai gets dragged down by these guys?'

'That's right! Wei Lai should stay in the Eredivisie and focus on developing his skills. He shouldn't come back until his teammates have leveled up.'

"How many of you? Let's talk about Wei Lai?"

'Yeah! Let's talk about Wei Lai, we don't need to discuss the match!'

Sun Chengtao and others also saw these comments.

He looked up and saw that others were also looking at him.

"How about we talk about Wei Lai?"

"Great!" Fan Zhenghao laughed loudly; "That's excellent!"

Yang Zhen was also in high spirits; "This is something to talk about!"

Sun Chengtao said, "I think I first came into contact with Wei Lai in July 2026! The Future Star Cup in Shanghai left a very deep impression on me at that time."

Yang Zhen: "Actually, when talking about Wei Lai, we can't just talk about his skills. This kid is playing with high-end stuff!"

Dong Hao: "Actually, I feel that Wei Lai's core abilities are only three things: ball intelligence, composure, and decision-making!"

“Wei Lai is different from many of the young players we’ve encountered. You can immediately tell he’s a smart player just by watching him play. There were so many technically gifted kids in the 09 national youth team, but Wei Lai managed to get the number 10 jersey. That’s why.”

"Wei Lai's footwork may not be the best, but he is definitely the smartest one."

Yang Zhen: "You can't even touch him. I've watched a few of Jiaozhou Weili's games. Wei Lai's speed in handling the ball is too fast. Before anyone can press forward, he has already sensed the danger and passed the ball away. The pressing players can't even touch him."

Sun Chengtao: "Things are different now than they were in our time. When we played football, a striker was a striker, a midfielder was a midfielder, and a defender was a defender. That was fixed. Now, strikers have to defend, defenders have to attack, and midfielders have to be used like mules!"

“Back then, we all had attacking midfielders organizing the attack,” Fan Zhenghao said. “But where is that position anymore? The playmaker drops back to prevent high-intensity pressing in a fast-paced game. Otherwise, every press leads to a counter-attack, and the defense simply can’t hold on.” “So, in this situation, the player’s decision-making speed becomes valuable,” Dong Hao said. “I asked Brother Wang about it back then, and he said that when Wei Lai first joined Jiaozhou Weili for training, he already had the fastest decision-making speed in the team. And now, Wei Lai’s decision-making speed is unmatched in the entire country; no one can compete with him.”

“I agree!” Yang Zhen nodded: “Watching him play for Amsterdam Arena, if he doesn’t have a fast enough decision-making speed, he won’t be able to adapt to the pace.”

"Xiao Xue also said that Wei Lai observes twice as often as his teammates; while others observe twice, he observes four times!"

Sun Chengtao said, "Actually, the most crucial thing is the speed at which the ball develops; it's simply too fast!"

"You've hit the nail on the head. The Wei Lai from the youth academy is completely different from the Wei Lai from Jiaozhou Willys. The Wei Lai from Jiaozhou Willys is also in a different state from the Wei Lai from Atlético Amsterdam. Now, if we bring Wei Lai back to Jiaozhou Willys, he will definitely be a key player in the midfield. With his combination with Jersey's attacking ability, he can paralyze the defense of other teams."

"You can't say that. He also needs teammates to cooperate with him." Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Brother Wang said that he couldn't fully develop Wei Lai's abilities back then. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he didn't have the options. His teammates couldn't keep up with Wei Lai's fast pace. Only a few foreign players could keep up. But now, he just went to the Netherlands, and in less than half a year, his form has exploded. That's what you call accumulating strength and then unleashing it!"

"To be honest, Morton is really daring! He started him in the third game and even beat PSV Eindhoven. Regardless of whether the opponent is familiar with Wei Lai or not, at least he can be used as a surprise weapon, and the effect is amazing." Dong Hao laughed loudly.

The others also burst into laughter, their previous frustration dissipating considerably.

"Speaking of which, I feel Wei Lai will be starting next season!" Dong Hao continued.

"More than just a starter!" Yang Zhen grinned. "With Morton's training method, he's grooming Wei Lai as a core prospect. Let's see if Wei Lai can make it in the new season. Once he does, this kid will be unstoppable."

The four of them were chatting enthusiastically, ignoring the comments section below.

The comments section was also bustling with conversation, with everyone chatting about their own topics.

Wei Lai can definitely be called the pride of Chinese football at present.

A ray of hope!

In fact, Chinese fans at this stage already have very low expectations.

They don't need to establish themselves in the top five leagues like the four mentioned above, or even in other top-tier leagues in Europe, but they still need to be in the second tier, right?

Until now, only Li Lei, a rotation striker for a French relegation-threatened team, had been able to keep things afloat; other Chinese players were nowhere to be found in the second division.

Therefore, the impact of Wei Lai potentially establishing himself in the Dutch Eredivisie, specifically in Amsterdam, is immense.

Moreover, Wei Lai's rate of improvement is terrifying; his skills are visibly improving!

This is why fans are so keen to discuss Wei Lai.

Unfortunately, Wei Lai is not a show-off.

Aside from being seen at competitions, he is practically invisible.

He practically stayed inside the base, never venturing beyond the main gate.

My daily life is completely nonexistent!

Even media filming and interviews are completely prohibited; otherwise, Wei Lai wouldn't have become so popular in China.

But the fans aren't worried. They believe this is the attitude a normal professional player should have. Once Wei Lai gets going, he can't hide from him even if he wants to.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the distant sea...

Wei Lai was practicing intensely in his sleep.

"Use your hips! Remember the timing and feel of each touch. Don't let the ball slip out of your control. You don't need to touch the ball frequently, nor do you need to take big, sweeping steps. What you need to master is the rhythm of each touch, and consciously observe the opponent's players!"

A handsome coach wearing a red and black checkered training uniform stood on the long side, giving instructions loudly.

"Drop your shoulder at the right time and in the right place, and your opponent will react!"

As Coach Kaka spoke, Wei Lai, four meters away from his opponent, suddenly lowered his shoulder to the right.

As expected, the other party immediately paused.

Wei Lai immediately spiked the ball to the left.

boom!
The ball was knocked away.

"Ah! I failed again!"

Wei Lai scratched his head frantically.

Coach Kaka looked at Wei Lai with a smile and said, "You hesitated. When you spike, you need to be decisive and spike the ball out of the opponent's control. I've told you before, when dribbling..."

Wei Lai scratched his head; "At 70% speed!"

"That's right! Save some energy, a sudden spike is a change of rhythm, and then chase the ball with all your might!" Coach Kaka's smile was very gentle: "The secret to dribbling rhythm is this: save some energy. Unless there is a flat, open field in front of you, you should never dribble the ball with all your might."

Wei Lai sighed, "But I just can't get the timing right. It's either too fast or too slow. When I suddenly change direction, I just stop myself!"

"Don't rush!" Coach Kaka walked over, patted Wei Lai's head, and smiled, "How about we take a break?"

Wei looked at Coach Kaka.

This was the first time he had ever felt what "cool" meant from a player!
Raphael was elegant enough, wasn't he?

But she also has an outstanding temperament!
But this one is the kind of handsome with delicate features.

The key point is that he also has a particularly good personality.

Wei Lai sat on the ground, looked at Coach Kaka, and said, "I'm not suited for high-frequency ball handling, right?"

"Yes, your cadence is too slow!"

"A long, sweeping dribble isn't suitable either?"

"That's right! Your speed wouldn't be considered top-tier even in the world of football."

Wei Lai knew this was a euphemism; he probably couldn't even reach the second tier.

Wei Lai grinned; "Looks like I have no choice but to fight against the rhythm to the death!"

Without any absolute talent in foot frequency or speed, Wei Lai needs to spend more time on rhythm.

"You should also have advanced courses, right?" Wei Lai asked.

"Of course!" Coach Kaka nodded with a smile.

Wei Lai blinked: "But now that I know your name, if I attend your advanced courses, wouldn't that be like directly gaining talent?"

Kaka couldn't help but burst into laughter and vigorously rubbed Wei Lai's head.

"You can't access my courses yet!"

"Huh?" Wei Lai was taken aback.

Kaka smiled and said, "Do you think that's all? You've met Harvey, do you really think that his abilities are only supported by that advanced course?"

"what?"

Wei Lai was stunned.

Kaka smiled, patted Wei Lai's head again, and changed the subject, saying, "By the way, you want to choose the long-range shooting course?"

"Yes!" Wei Lai mentioned it to Coach Kaka.

Kaka: "I know a lot of 'instructors' who are good at long-range shooting, but most of them are not suitable for you!"

"Why?" Wei Lai asked, puzzled.

"There are two types of long-range shots: one is a powerful shot that breaks through the goal, and the other is a shot that hits an angle!"

"I don't want you to choose the first type, because you are a midfielder and you need to maintain your physical flexibility. This kind of powerful shot often requires intense leg training to gain strong strength and explosiveness. So, you should go for the second type!"

Wei Lai blinked: "Then who should I choose?"

Kaka turned his head; "Who taught you to pass with a curve?"

Wei Lai exclaimed in surprise: "Coach Beckham?"

Kaka laughed, "When you straighten the arc, that's a long shot!"

“Okay.” Wei Lai nodded; “But I don’t have enough training points right now. I’ll save them up.”

Having said that, he stood up and said, "Let's begin training!"

Time is tight and the task is heavy!

In addition to this course, Wei Lai also has two intermediate courses to attend.

He offered a total of three intermediate courses.

[Intermediate course, focusing on intensive single-skill training and ball control]

[Lecturer: Kaka]

[Intermediate course, focusing on intensive single-item training and technical movements]

[Lecturer: Seedorf]

[Intermediate course, focusing on intensive single-item training, including chasing tackles]

[Lecturer: Maldini]

These three courses are all quite rare.

Mastering the 70% dribbling distance requires considerable effort.

There are many technical movements, and Coach Seedorf requires Wei Lai to practice extensively until he can perform them subconsciously.

The third is the most specific of all.

This course showed Wei Lai how rudimentary his understanding of tackling was and how amateurish his technique was.

Furthermore, there are many intricacies involved in how to chase, how to apply pressure, how to judge the timing of a tackle, and what kind of tackle to make. It will take Wei a while to learn these skills.

It can be said that Wei Lai spent this holiday constantly learning.

A simulated course, in a certain space.

Pogba stared blankly at the sky as the light rain began to fall, and a chill ran through him.

"It's been over a month. Has he really given up on my course? Am I a bad teacher?"

"Ta-da! That's exactly the point! Why doesn't he understand?"

(End of this chapter)