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Chapter 96 Metamorphosis (Please add to your favorites)

Guangdong Province, Youth Sports Center.

Xue Guohao, head coach of the Chinese national youth team, sat on his desk with a piece of paper in his hand.

A lineup diagram was written on the paper.

Goalkeeper: Chen Zhe (Willy U16)

Defenders: Lu Chaokuan (Hongyun U16, captain of the national youth team), Mao Biao (Weili U15), Xiang Yu (Capital University Affiliated High School), Yang Fan (Weili U15).

Midfielders: Chen Shaojie (Guangfa Youth Training U15), Wei Lai (Weili U15), Pei Le (Madu No.1 Middle School).

Forwards: He Chaoyue (Willie U15), Qianxi (Hongyun U15), Xiang Ming (Greenfield Little Lion).

Xue Guohao snapped the pen cap back on.

Looking at the lineup diagram in my hand, I kept thinking.

This lineup is very versatile.

You can play a 4-4-2 formation with a diamond midfield!

A 4-5-1 formation with midfield control is also possible!

4-2-3-1 can be pushed up!
A 4-3-3 formation can hold its own!

And the key to all of this is the waist!
They have an incredibly strong defensive midfielder!
Wei Lai was definitely Xue Guohao's most surprising discovery. With Wei Lai's appearance, this team has so many more tricks up its sleeve, and its tactical flexibility is much greater.

Of course, he will definitely need to develop a set of basic tactics as the foundation of the team.

However, based on this, the upper limit of how well one can respond to different situations is also very high.

Everyone attended the training camp this time.

This period before the Lunar New Year is crucial; we must practice diligently.

After the New Year, it might not be possible to have them all together.

Those who are on trial, go for the trial!

Those who want to compete, go compete!

It will be very difficult to gather this group of people at that time.

The next time we'll all be together like this might not be until the World Youth Championships start.

Therefore, this month or so is crucial; he must test all his ideas.

Phew~~~~
Xue Guohao slowly got up and walked to the window, looking down at the empty training ground.

"It's about to get lively!"

Holy crap! Your skin's swollen twice its size!

As soon as Wei Lai returned to the dormitory, Yang Fan circled around him, touching his arms and pinching his thighs, making sounds of amazement.

"Wow! Look at that muscle elasticity! That hidden explosive power!"

"roll!"

Wei Lai kicked Yang Fan away.

The moment I got back, I was disgusting!
He Chaoyue also looked at Wei Lai and asked, "How are you? Can you adapt?"

Wei Lai laughed and said, "It's alright, it feels good!"

He Chaoyue nodded. Wei said it was good, so it might really be good.

"When are you going to Spain?" Wei Lai asked.

He Chaoyue has made up her mind and should head to Spain for a trial.

"I'll go after the invitational tournament!"

Wei Lai: "Aren't you coming back for the New Year?"

He Chaoyue shook her head; "If I pass the trial, then I'll stay and train with them. I need to adapt to the competitions over there quickly!"

Wei Lai nodded.

"Let's go! Let's go downstairs!" Yang Fan said, standing up.

"What are you doing?" Wei Lai asked, puzzled.

He Chaoyue explained, "The football academy held a match to send us off."

The following is the list of players selected for the national youth team from the Willys Football School:

He Chaoyue, Wei Lai, Yang Fan, Wan Tao, Mao Biao, Weng Shaojie, Tong Kaixuan.

"Captain Mao, it's been a long time!"

When Wei Lai saw Mao Biao, he greeted him warmly.

Mao Biao looked at Wei Lai in surprise; "You've gotten so strong now?"

Now, Wei Lai stands here, his stature towering over everyone else.

Even Mao Biao was a size smaller than Wei Lai.

Wei Lai smiled; "I trained with the first team!"

"You've joined Team A?" Wei Lai asked.

Mao Biao shook his head and gave a brief explanation.

It turns out that Mao Biao has a contract dispute and was harmed by an unscrupulous youth training program. Now, Willie is training him while fighting a lawsuit.

"The situation is very clear now. I'll probably be free this year. Once the problem over there is resolved, I'll be able to sign a top-tier contract!"

Mao Biao laughed heartily.

Yang Fan joked, "Aren't you afraid of falling into the wolf's den after just catching a tiger?"

Snapped!
Yang Fan clutched his head and turned away, yelling, "Who hit me?" Zhao Xiaotang looked at Yang Fan and said, "Your mouth is the problem!"

Immediately, Zhao Xiaotang looked at Wei Lai, her expression becoming somewhat complicated, and slowly nodded.

Wei Lai responded with a smile.

At this moment, Old Man Chen walked over with his hands behind his back and said in a strong voice, "For the eight-on-eight match, the national youth team will find someone to fill one spot, and on the other side, Zhao Xiaotang will choose eight people from the A and B divisions to be his opponents!"

"The match lasts 30 minutes, with two 15-minute halves!"

The national youth team didn't have a coach, so they had to figure it out themselves. They found Yuan Kai, who played in the second division, to be their foreign player.

"Why did you pick me?!" Yuan Kai complained to Wei Lai. "If I'm on your team, I might not be able to keep up with the pace!"

Wei Lai laughed and said, "Just kick it however you like!"

"If Wan Tao is the goalkeeper, what about the others?"

Everyone instinctively looked at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai: "Why are you looking at me?"

He Chaoyue: "You decide!"

Wei Lai scratched his head; "Do you want to attack or defend?"

"Nonsense!" Yang Fan exclaimed. "Of course we want to attack!"

"Let's go with a 3-1-3 formation, with the flanks dropping back to provide support, and me in the center!"

Wei Lai waved his hand and said.

Yang Fan was stunned: "So domineering? A single midfielder!"

Wei Lai smiled but didn't say anything.

Soon, the lineups of both sides were determined.

Willie's U17 (3-1-3):
Goalkeeper: Wan Tao.

Defenders: Tong Kaixuan, Mao Biao, Yang Fan.

Midfielder: Wei Lai.

Forwards: He Chaoyue, Yuan Kai, Weng Shaojie.

Willie U15 (3-3-1):
Goalkeeper: Zhao Xuan.

Defenders: Zeng Tianlang, Wei Shangzhi, Liu Yang.

Midfielders: Ma Chaoyang, Wang Xiaomiao, Ma Chenchen.

Forward: Ding Hao.

"bring it on!"

Ding Hao roared, pointing at the opposite side, "You won't score more than five goals!"

Upon hearing this, everyone else couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Alright! I'll give you face! Score five goals!"

Yang Fan responded loudly.

At this moment, the competition officially began.

The Chinese U17 team kicked off first.

The ball was immediately passed back to Wei Lai, and the Wei Li U15 team quickly pressed forward to intercept it.

Wei Lai did not overestimate himself, but instead chose to pass the ball back.

However, Willie U15 had more players in midfield, forcing Wei Lai to drop back to receive the ball.

Wei Lai immediately aimed at Wang Xiaomiao and made a receiving motion according to her.

Mao Biao trusted Wei Lai and passed the message directly to him.

"I!"

"Nima!"

Wang Xiaomiao kept pushing and shoving Wei Lai, but he couldn't budge him no matter how hard he tried.

Her face turned bright red, and she roared in frustration;
"I can't push it away!"

At this moment, Wei Lai had already dribbled the ball forward and broken through Wang Xiaomiao.

He passed the ball forward, and He Chaoyue ran laterally to receive it.

He tried to pull from left to right, but failed to create an opening for the ball to pass.

Suddenly, He Chaoyue stopped and then lightly sent the ball towards the center.

A figure as fierce as a tiger sped over and unleashed a powerful shot at the ball.

boom!
The ball hurtled towards the goal like a cannonball, and with a whoosh, it nestled into the top left corner of the net.

Wei Lai stopped and watched the ball go into the net before a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Fuck!"

Yang Fan yelled, "When did you learn how to shoot from a distance?"

Wei Lai turned his head and laughed, "Do you think I'm just coasting along in the first team?"

Compared to shots taken under intense pressure in the first team, shots taken without any contact can be made with perfect accuracy.

"Four more~"

Wei looked at Ding Hao and joked.

(End of this chapter)