Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 92 Experiencing the League (Please add to your favorites)

"Move the team uniforms into the car first, and don't forget the drinking water. I forgot last time, and there's no time to buy it now!"

"Han Fei, wake up! Were you playing video games last night? You're playing today, so put on a good show!"

"Wang Hao, change your clothes and cover up your tattoos. You're a thug!"

Under Zhang Zhenting's direction, the staff members carried various competition supplies onto the bus in an orderly manner.

One by one, the players on the roster are boarding the train.

Zhang Zhenting looked left and right, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Suddenly he slapped his forehead.

"That brain!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the gym at the back. About two minutes later, he pulled the bewildered Wei Lai out of the gym and pushed him onto the bus.

The other Willie players looked at Wei Lai with some surprise, but quickly smiled, guessing he was going to watch the game.

The same is true!

"I'll give you a work badge later. You can sit on the bench and watch the game. After the game, write me a game analysis!"

"Huh?" Wei Lai turned his head; "There's still homework!"

Chang Chen-ting: "If you don't write something, how will I know if you've actually read it or not?"

"Can't I say it? While I'm doing my homework, I can lift a few more weights at the gym!"

Zhang Zhenting thought for a moment and nodded: "That works too!"

"Speak," he said, slamming his hand on the railing in front of him. "Driver! Let's go!"

The evening sunset painted half the sky red, and at six o'clock in the evening, Qizhou was full of lively atmosphere.

Street stalls set up along the roadside, groups of friends arm in arm under the streetlights planning to have a drink, and the silhouettes of mischievous children skipping and jumping into the distance.

These scenes create the unique atmosphere and human touch of this city.

The bus drove onto the overpass and headed straight along the main road towards Qizhou Olympic Sports Center, which is also the home stadium of Jiaozhou Weili Football Club.

Approaching the Olympic Sports Center, a large number of fans can already be seen, and the Olympic Sports Center is still very lively on match days.

Wei Lai looked around curiously. Although he couldn't reach the level of Madrid, he couldn't help but feel more at home looking at the fans of the same skin color.

"How are you feeling?" Zhang Zhenting asked, turning his head.

Wei Lai: "It feels like a sports meet!"

Chang Chen-ting was surprised by this answer and soon burst into laughter.

It's a large-scale sports event!

Inside the locker room at Jiaozhou Willys Stadium, a bustling scene unfolded before the game.

"Wang Hao, lead a few people to the equipment to warm up!"

"Xie Yuan, please wrap your ankle and take proper protective measures!"

"Sanker, you guys from the foreign players should go get some physical therapy and massage to relax your muscles. If your muscles are too tight, you won't be able to perform well!"

Chang Chen-ting directed everything meticulously, keeping the condition of each player in mind and providing them with ample care.

Despite the harsh criticism he usually gives them, he also shows them plenty of care, which is how he stabilized the locker room.

Everyone was busy preparing for the competition. Wei Lai stood in the corner, looking left and right, and realized that he was the only one who was free.

Zhang Zhenting didn't have time to pay attention to him, and Wei Lai felt that he couldn't just sit idly by.

He happened to see Xie Yuan cutting holes in his socks. The new socks were too tight, and some players with thick calves liked to do this.

"I'll do it!" Wei Lai immediately grabbed the scissors and the socks: "Brother Xie, you go bandage the ankle first, I'll take care of this!"

Xie Yuanneng looked up at Wei Lai and smiled, "Then I'll trouble you."

"polite!"

After Wei finished speaking, he stood up and shouted, "Give me any socks that need cutting, I'll cut them for the guys."

Before long, several pairs of basketball socks appeared in front of Wei Lai, each with holes cut out. He did this all the time, so he was quite familiar with it.

After cutting the socks, he ran to the staff to get the jerseys and stuffed them into the lockers one by one according to their numbers.

Then they took the sneakers out of the equipment vehicle and arranged them neatly in front of the lockers.

Wei Lai also started getting busy.

Now that he can't play, all he can do are these small things. "Xiao Lai, help me carry some water!"

"I'm coming!"

Wei Lai rushed over.

"Xiao Lai, we're missing a piece of tape here!"

"immediately!"

"Xiao Lai, could you help me hold this up?"

"Ok!"

Wei Lai was busy pacing around in the locker room, a scene that was also observed by other professional players.

"Good job, little guy!"

Xie Yuanneng lay on his stomach receiving physical therapy, watching Wei Lai's busy figure, and couldn't help but smile.

Wang Hao laughed and said, "That's right! This is our young master Willie! How could his character be bad?"

Zheng Tao: "He's got the job in mind! Unlike those U21 players, who are all dull, arrogant, and annoying."

He paused, then added, "His strength is also quite good!"

Wei Lai squatted down in front of Zexi, holding two cans of Yunnan Baiyao spray in his hands.

He pointed to the red one and said in English, "First!"

Then he took out a white jar: "Second!"

Jersey smiled and nodded; "I can speak English!"

Wei Lai then smiled and continued in English, "Red is suitable for severe pain, while white is slightly less effective, so spray the red one first, then the white one! Never mind, just come to me if you want to spray it! OK?"

Jersey reached out and ruffled Wei Lai's hair; "I understand!"

After the preparation phase, the starting players had changed into their jerseys.

The jersey is orange with white vertical stripes and the Willys Club logo printed on the chest.

The coaching staff, personnel, and players stood shoulder to shoulder, forming a circle around the city.

"Come!"

Wang Hao waved to Wei Lai, and Wei Lai immediately went over.

As soon as he leaned closer, Wei Lai felt a sudden heaviness on his head.

Wang Hao and Xie Yuanneng, one on the left and one on the right, placed their palms directly on their heads.

Everyone else is putting their arms around each other's shoulders, so why should I be the one with my head down?

Wei Lai shook his head, trying to shake off the other person's hand, but the two of them pressed down even harder.

Wei Lai could only hunch his shoulders and listen to the lecture with a look of dissatisfaction.

"The season is almost over, we can't afford to falter at the last minute, we need to secure the win!"

After Zhang Zhenting finished speaking, he turned his head and said, "Haozi!"

Wang Hao took a deep breath and roared:
"Willy!!!!—"

The ceiling seemed to be shaking, and the loud noise made people tremble.

Wei Lai felt as if something hot was burning and brewing in his chest.

I couldn't help but roar along with everyone else.
"come on!!!!--"

At the coach's bench, surrounded by a group of substitutes, Wei Lai, dressed in a blue training uniform, wearing a white baseball cap and a name tag around his neck, looked like a staff member and was not particularly noticeable.

Chang Chen-ting wanted him to watch the entire match here so he could experience the atmosphere of the official game in advance.

Wei Lai understood that Zhang Zhenting wanted to nurture him and didn't want him to be startled or nervous by such a commotion when he appeared on stage.

But let’s be honest!

Wei Lai felt nothing at all!

He's already played in the Premier League, and he managed to hold out for 10 minutes amidst deafening cheers, so this kind of thing is even less of a problem for him.

Of course, this wasn't a crucial match, so the attendance wasn't very high.

For crucial matches, such as the FA Cup final in December, the entire stadium is almost completely filled.

(End of this chapter)