Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 78 A Successful First Long Pass (Please Add to Favorites)
boom!
"Old Chen, get the backup!"

Under pressure, Yang Fan managed to poke the ball away with his toe.

Chen Shaojie immediately ran towards the ball, but his observation before receiving it made him feel disheartened.

"Damn it, we're surrounded!"

Seeing the Mosktl youth academy players coming from three directions, Chen Shaojie immediately became nervous.

It must be said that Mosktl's pressing was very intense and even precise, putting them under immense pressure.

They can get right up to each other's faces almost instantly, giving them no chance to react.

Just as Chen Shaojie was getting anxious, he saw Wei Lai appear behind him and reach out to ask for the ball.

Chen Shaojie had no time to think further; he was determined to try anything.

"Old Wei! Catch!"

Chen Shaojie immediately passed the ball back to Wei Lai behind him.

At this moment, three Mosktl players quickly bypassed Chen Shaojie and approached Wei Lai.

"Quick pass!"

Chen Shaojie shouted anxiously.

But Wei Lai remained unmoved, waiting for the ball to arrive before gently flicking his ankle to his left.

"left!"

Mosktl's players quickly leaned to the left.

But at that moment, the ball, which was originally aimed at the left side, was directly stepped on and pulled back by Wei Lai's left foot, while at the same time, he gently poked it with the toe of his right foot.

The ball slipped through the gap created by the ball being bounced and was accurately passed to Chen Shaojie's feet.

Holy crap! That's so cool!

Chen Shaojie couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Even Yang Fan, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded.

"Is this Lao Wei? Why does he remind me of Chen Saobao playing football?"

After Wei completed the pass, he ran to the left, constantly looking left and right.

"Slow down!" Wei Lai thought to himself, "Still too slow!"

Perhaps it's because I've played too many Premier League matches, but I feel that in this kind of game, the opponent's seemingly intense pressing is full of loopholes.

In the Premier League, the opponent wouldn't give Wei Lai the time to make such feints.

The Green Lions' first attempt at attack was once again aimed at Xiang Ming's side.

But after passing the ball, Xiang Ming was instantly surrounded.

Despite his attempts to maneuver left and right, he couldn't withstand the opponent's gradually shrinking encirclement and physical pressure.

"mine!"

After discarding the item, Xiang Ming quickly raised his hand to signal, and then immediately retreated to press and seize it.

Seeing Xiang Ming running back, Wei Lai stopped and shouted, "Don't come back! Create space on the flanks!"

Chen Shaojie's side is also moving closer.

"Stop right there, I can do this myself!"

At this moment, the ball has been passed to Mosktl's number 10 feet.

This guy was being a bit pretentious; instead of passing the ball directly, he slowed down about five meters in front of Wei Lai.

This is clearly a move aimed at getting past opponents.

Wei Lai narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately started the engine.

"left!"

Hart, number 10, flicked the ball to his left, feigning a start.

When he saw Wei Lai's body leaning to the left, he immediately spiked the ball.

Just kidding, haha?

Hart stared blankly at the empty space beneath his feet.

Where's my ball?
At this moment, the ball had been poked forward by Wei Lai and collected by Zheng Yang.

Hart looked up at Wei Lai, who glanced at him briefly before turning away.

"If you don't even properly lower your shoulders to get past your opponent, how can you possibly get past them!"

Wei Lai muttered a complaint in a low voice.

As we all know, the greater the range of shoulder drop, the more realistic the feint, and the easier it is to lose balance.

But Hart's lowered shoulder was almost just a symbolic sway of his body to one side, with his center of gravity clearly not shifting. Wasn't that obviously a feint?

Wei Lai was most impressed by the second graduation assessment of this set of movements.

An English player named Wilshere once slumped down and landed on his backside.

Not only does it involve a large range of shoulder drop, but it also has a fast pull-back and change-of-direction speed, and a rapid foot frequency.

Compared to that guy, this guy is nothing!

10 minutes later.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Hart called for a pass. The moment he received the pass, he immediately turned around, intending to get revenge.

But before he could turn around completely, his body was blocked.

At the same time, the ball at his feet was also hooked and sent flying.

Wei Lai used his arm, which was placed on Hart's chest, to brace himself and create distance.

"Hey!" his teammate yelled impatiently; "Hart! What are you doing? Be serious, this is the second time!"

Hart opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

At the same time, Wei Lai controlled the ball.

He wasn't in a hurry to pass the ball when no one was pressing him.

Looking up into the distance, He Chaoyue was standing on the wing. The full-back on his side had not yet fully returned to defend, and there was only one center-back on the inside.

At that moment, for some reason, Wei Lai's right foot started to itch.

He Chaoyue also saw Wei Lai staring intently at him. He paused for a moment, then subconsciously took a step forward.

It was at this moment that Wei Lai seemed to make a decision.

The guy dribbled the ball a short distance in front of him, then stepped forward, swung his left arm high, and tilted his body at an inexplicable angle.

“It feels good!”

Wei Lai's eyes became increasingly bright.

He swung his right foot toward the ball, and at the moment his foot touched the ball, his left arm pressed down sharply, and his body leaned back slightly.

"Scrub it for me!—"

The ball was suddenly lobbed high into the air, flying high towards the opponent's half.

Mosktl's left center-back Jones spread his arms wide and roared, "This is mine!"

He looked up and stared intently at the ball, trying to judge where it would land.

But soon, he was stunned.

"What the hell is this?"

On the coaching bench, Tong Xianfeng and Liang Xu made almost identical movements.

His mouth was wide open, his head swayed from left to right, staring at the beautiful arc, completely dumbfounded.

The spectators in the stands also looked up at this wonderful pass.

"My God!"

"God!"

"it's beautiful!"

The ball flew in an exaggerated arc towards Mosktl's half.

Mosktl's left center-back Jones thought the ball would land on the left, but it somehow spun into the middle.

The worst part is that this position is right behind me, where I can't reach.

"There absolutely can't be anyone here!"

At that moment, this thought filled Jones's mind.

The ball has passed, as long as the player hasn't!
But the next second, a figure swept past him.

He Chaoyue is like a nimble snow fox, leaping through the crowd.

He jumped lightly, extended his right leg, and pointed his toes.

The moment the instep touched the ball, the ponytail swayed gently, like a joyful horse.

The ball lands on the ground.

The goalkeeper lunged forward, and I poked the ball with my left foot, clearing it over the goalkeeper.

Facing an open goal, He Chaoyue immediately followed up and shot with her left foot.

Swish!
The ball goes into the net!

Whew!

He Chaoyue slowly exhaled and turned to look at his own half of the field, at the guy who had assisted him.

This guy was clearly staring at me blankly.

He Chaoyue smiled, raised her arm, gave a thumbs-up, and said softly:
"Brilliant!"

Compared to He Chaoyue, Yang Fan is clearly better at providing emotional value.

"Awesome! Old Wei! You're awesome!!! -- You're my god!!"

Yang Fan rushed over with a shout and grabbed Wei Lai around the waist.
I didn't pick him up!

But that didn't stop him from being excited.

He placed his hands on Wei Lai's shoulders and shook him violently with excitement.

"What the hell is this? What the hell is this? How did this happen? You actually have this trick up your sleeve?"

"Chen Saobao is wrong! From now on, you're the most flamboyant one!"

"Wow, Lao Wei, you're awesome!"

Wei Lai's head swayed back and forth as he was shaken, but he had a silly smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)