Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 88 Is this 15 years old? (Please add to your favorites)

Just as Zhang Zhenting finished giving his instructions, he saw Wei Lai rushing over.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"Can you kick?" Zhang Zhenting's expression was unreadable behind his sunglasses.

Wei Lai immediately exclaimed, "Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

"Go ahead, go to the blue team and be on Wang Hao's team!"

Soon, the eight-on-eight half-court practice match began.

This type of competition emphasizes high intensity and rapid transitions between offense and defense.

boom!boom!
Swish!
"nice shot!"

boom! boom! boom!
Swish!
"Beautiful! Jersey!"

"Come again! Come again!"

"Hold!"

"Could you go even faster!"

The intense training match was continuing, which should have been a harmonious scene.

But Chang Chen-ting felt it was so out of place!

the reason is simple!
In this warm-up match, there was this damn 15-year-old kid!
This guy not only joined in, but he also blended in perfectly without any awkwardness.

"Catch the ball, kid!"

Wei Lai controlled the ball, didn't even raise his head, flicked it with the instep, and passed it directly out.

He immediately ran two steps forward, met his teammate's pass, and passed it back directly.

His ball passing is swift and decisive, perfectly integrating him into the team!
This is the first time this guy has practiced with us together!

The U21 players have been training for almost three months, but they still can't adapt to the intensity.

This guy adapted right away?
Zhang Zhenting slightly opened his mouth.

15 years old?
"Jersey is coming! Block the flanks!"

Wang Hao roared, but when he saw that Zheng Tao, who was trailing behind, had failed to follow up, leaving him alone as a full-back in a one-on-one situation, he immediately began to hurl profanities.

"Zheng Tao, what the hell?"

It should have been full-back Xie Yuanneng who faced Jersey's breakthrough alone, but somehow Wei Lai had already closed in on him.

"Suppress the outside shot, let him cut inside!"

Wei Lai roared as he retreated.

At this point, Xie Yuanneng panicked and believed whatever others said.

After all, if Jersey were in the Chinese Super League, he would be considered a great dribbler.

Jersey saw that the inside cut was exposed, so he immediately dribbled and turned to cut inside.

Just as he dribbled the ball forward, he suddenly felt his arm being pulled.

Although it wasn't enough to stop him, it caused him to drift away from the ball, which then went out of his control.

"Zheng Tao!" Wang Hao roared.

Zheng Tao immediately moved into position, blocked the ball, and poked it away.

"Well done, Zheng Tao!"

Wang Hao waved his arms vigorously: "You were right not to run away! I misspoke!"

Zheng Tao turned his head and looked at him with a deep gaze. You've said both good and bad things.

Jersey shook his arms.

He turned his head in confusion, his gaze fixed on Wei Lai.

Just as he started, he was clearly pulled.

The movement, though not large or small, affected his start and prevented him from keeping up with the speed of the ball.

But it might be reasonable for this kind of thing to appear in an old scoundrel.

But a 15-year-old kid would be too incongruous.

Chang Chen-ting's coaching staff remained silent.

They stared intently at the field, or rather, at Wei Lai.

"Brother Zhang, is this the kind of skill a 15-year-old can achieve?"

Assistant coach Liu Wei shrugged, puzzled. "This training match is too harmonious!"

Assistant coach Lyman: "It's not just that, his decision-making speed is very fast, extremely fast. His decision-making speed is 2-3 seconds faster than everyone else in the room!"

Chang Chen-ting: "Look at his choice of seats!"

Looking over, everyone noticed that whenever his teammates moved forward or ran away from the area, Wei Lai was always able to replenish or cover that area.

Despite no steals or interceptions.

But he's interfering!

Each disruption was enough to create opportunities for teammates to steal the ball.

"He plays like a seasoned pro!"

Chang Chen-ting took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes vigorously, wanting to see more clearly and realistically.

Just then, the Red Team's foreign player, Perard, dribbled past two players and launched a through pass forward, attempting to find his teammate. This through pass created an opening, and all it took was a pass to create a threat.

But just then, a figure suddenly slid past from the side.

He hooked his foot and swiftly hooked the ball around his ankle.

"Holy crap!—"

The coaching staff all exclaimed a phrase from the national treasure!
Wei Lai stood up, showing no hesitation in retaining the ball, and passed it directly to his foreign teammate in front.

"Brother Zhang! Let's go with him!" Liu Wei exclaimed excitedly. "Why bother buying a defensive midfielder? We can develop our own!"

Zhang Zhenting was also stunned.

"Let's observe further!"

Four minutes later, a header challenge.

Wei Lai and Ze Xi have clashed.

Jersey was very experienced and took the initiative to block Wei Lai's position.

However, Wei Lai charged over like a tank, leaping up and whipping his head around in one smooth motion.

Jersey looked up in surprise and exclaimed, "Your judgment of the landing point is really accurate!"

After landing, Wei Lai immediately rushed to the right and filled the gap left by Xie Yuanneng's forward run.

After Xie Yuanneng retreated, he once again rushed forward to contain and sweep away the enemy.

Wei Lai could be seen appearing all over the court, his figure darting around, displaying incredible energy.

However, at the same time, Wei Lai's physical strength was also being severely depleted.

He really gave it his all in this match!
Running tirelessly, constantly making judgments and reading the game amidst high-intensity competition and rapid transitions between offense and defense.
He unleashed all that he had learned and gained during this period.

If we don't fight now, when will we?
Yang Fan, who was slumped on the sidelines, stared at the field in disbelief.

He watched Wei Lai sprint across the court, contributing to both offense and defense.

Even when helping to pull someone along, he spared no effort in running.

Once the offensive round ended, he immediately sprinted back.

He'll fill in for his teammates when they're open!
Midfield sweeping is indispensable!
While he's active on the court, there will never be a one-on-one situation for the blue team; Wei will definitely come to their aid.

Whether it's pulling and interfering, or intercepting and blocking!
He was like a leech, constantly sticking to the opposing offensive player.

"Old Wei is too amazing!"

He couldn't believe that Wei Lai could play like this in a first-team training match.

"He hides all his weaknesses and makes full use of his strengths. Although he has only made one interception so far, he has interfered with every steal by his teammates!"

He Chaoyue said seriously, "In terms of basketball IQ, he's miles ahead of us!"

Beep! !

The whistle blew, and Wei Lai collapsed to the ground.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Wei Lai supported himself with his hands, tilted his head back, and gasped for breath.

My hair was soaked, my chest ached slightly, and my legs were somewhat numb.

He could only make up for his shortcomings with his physical strength, but that was enough to exhaust him.

Snapped!
His head was covered by a pair of large hands.

Wei Lai looked up and saw Wang Hao nodding at him, his face no longer showing any mockery or teasing, but instead giving him a serious thumbs up.

"That was a great kick!"

Wei Lai grinned and said, "Thank you!"

Xie Yuanneng also walked over and patted Wei Lai on the head; "Great job! Young man!"

Rubio gave a thumbs up: "Good boy!"

Before each of the Willie players left the field, they would almost always pat Wei Lai on the head and say a word of praise.

Just as Wei Lai was about to get up, a hand appeared in front of him.

Belgian striker, Jersey, smiles and extends his hand.

Wei Lai blinked and reached out to shake hands.

Jersey helped Wei Lai up, nodded to him, and then turned and left.

"Today's training is over. Everyone, follow Coach Liu for the last five kilometers. After stretching, you can all go home!"

The first-team players all turned and started running.

Wei Lai took a breath and turned to walk towards Zhao Xiaotang and the other two.

We're giving it our all!

I don't know if it worked out or not!
Wei Lai shook his head: "Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate!"

Snapped!
Someone kicked me in the butt.

Wei Lai covered his buttocks and turned around.

"where to?"

Zhang Zhenting gestured towards the group with his chin: "Keep up! Hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)