Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 17 Am I that bad?
boom!
Wei Lai slid in and cleared the ball, then got up from the ground.

"Take your time! Don't rush!"

Beside Wei Lai stood a disheveled Guo Fan, who was looking at Wei Lai with a resentful expression.

Not only Guo Fan, but the Red Team was also looking at Wei Lai.

"How many times has this happened?" Ma Chenchen asked with a troubled expression.

Mao Ning grinned; "I don't know, what the hell? Is Guo Fan really that bad?"

He didn't know how many times Wei Lai had stolen the ball from Guo Fan's feet.

Not only did he steal the ball, but he also made several interceptions.

Guo Fan's right flank is their main route of attack, but it is also the area where Wei Lai is mainly responsible for the left defensive midfield position.

When they crashed in, the red team got a head full of bumps!
Their attacks were repeatedly thwarted by Wei.

On several occasions, the opponent forced them to pass the ball back, and the ball was intercepted during the pass.

Even though I was the one in control of the ball, I felt immense pressure.

Guo Fan shared the same feeling.

Guo Fan's performance in this match was absolutely abysmal.

He didn't launch a single successful attack down the flank.

They were driven away time and time again, surrounded time and time again, and then their weapons were stolen or intercepted.

And Wei Lai was always present throughout this process.

Guo Fan stood on the sideline, creating space for himself.

At the same time, his eyes kept scanning Wei Lai's position.

This guy is moving in the rib area, and it looks like he's quite a distance away.

"We're going to miss it, aren't we?"

Guo Fan pondered to himself.

He immediately raised his hand to ask for the ball, and Mao Ning also pulled the ball back, turned around, and intended to pass it to him.

After all, Guo Fan is their main offensive player.

Guo Fan turned his head to observe Wei Lai one last time, but he was shocked to find that Wei Lai was charging straight towards him.

Omg!

Guo Fan quickly initiated the response and took the initiative to provide support.

But Wei Lai's distance was even shorter. He stepped on the ball and simultaneously pinned Guo Fan behind him, remaining unmoved no matter how the opponent struggled.

"Zhao Jun!"

Wei Lai smoothly passed the ball out, and Zhao Jun immediately received it and turned to attack.

Guo Fan was so angry he jumped up and down.

"Dude! You can't guard anyone else besides me, can you? The moment I get the ball, you come over to steal it; the moment I get the ball, you come over to bump into me!"

Wei Lai turned his head and saw Guo Fan shouting angrily.

"Let me go, okay?"

Wei Lai: "This really won't work!"

Guo Fan left in grief.

There was nothing I could do; I couldn't get past them, so I could only be tormented by them time and time again.

At this moment, the Blue Team had already played an extremely well-coordinated game in the attacking third, with continuous passing and interchanging runs, quickly tearing apart the Red Team's defense.

Center forward Wang Tianyou set up the ball for the opposing center-back, and Mumuti followed up with a powerful shot that found the back of the net.

The Blue Team leads the Red Team 2-0.

"Pretty!"

"Two balls!!"

"Hahaha!! This match was so much fun!"

Zhao Jun laughed excitedly.

Yes, it's really awesome!
There's no need to worry about defense at all, since there's a defensive midfielder anchoring their own half.

Wei Lai's aggressive running and precise interceptions, combined with his aggressive and coordinated defense, effectively neutralized Guo Fan, the most threatening offensive threat.

What should have been their biggest headache was actually firmly suppressed by Wei Lai.

With the pressure of defense gone, the motivation for offense suddenly increases.

With repeated attacks, he scored two goals in a row, demonstrating his attacking prowess.

"Wei Lai!"

Zhao Jun ran towards Wei Lai and raised his arms high.

Wei Lai also raised his arm.

Snapped!
The two gave each other a high five.

"Good partners!"

Zhao Jun likes defensive midfielders like Wei Lai; he's practically a defensive bulwark.

The stadium erupted in cheers, while Zhao Xiaotang sat on the sidelines, head down, staring at her laptop.

"12 steals, 10 successful!"

"7 proactive interceptions, 5 successful!" "10 physical confrontations, 10 successful!"

"Five successful attempts to control the high-altitude ball!"

"A height of 175 cm, coupled with a strong physique, abundant stamina, tireless running, excellent defensive command ability, and calm judgment."

Ha~~~~~
Zhao Xiaotang tilted her head back and exhaled, her eyes somewhat dazed, and murmured, "Master, I think I've dug up an incredible little guy!"

The game ended with the Blue Team defeating the Red Team 4-0, giving the Blue Team a resounding victory.

The Red Team players were panting, even though they had more control of the ball and were the ones with the strongest offensive intentions.

But each attack was thwarted, and the opponent launched a counterattack.

Of the opponent's four goals, three were scored on counter-attacks.

Among them, Wei Lai made two crucial steals.

Guo Fan stood blankly on the sidelines. After the game, he felt like he had suffered a huge blow.

"Am I that bad?" Guo Fan asked Mao Ning, looking at him blankly.
Mao Ning shook his head: "No! You're not bad!"

This is the truth!

Guo Fan's explosive power at the start was unmatched by anyone.

Guo Fan pointed at Wei Lai, looking dejected, and said, "Then why can't I get past him even once?"

Mao Ning fell silent!
Guo Fan is not bad!

Then Wei Lai can only be considered superior.

To be honest, he had never seen a guy like that before.

Guo Fan is under a lot of pressure, but Mao Ning is under even more.

Rather than saying that Wei Lai was targeting Guo Fan, it would be more accurate to say that he was targeting himself.

It seemed as if Wei Lai had figured out every intention behind his passes, and he was always able to appear in key positions to either steal or intercept.

Five of his direct interceptions broke through his defenses.

Since then, his passing has become cautious and hesitant.

This further curbed the Red Team's offensive momentum, and in the second half, the Blue Team even pushed them back to their own half.

They only abandoned Guo Fan at the 70-minute mark and shifted their attack to the left flank.

Things got a little better once we got away from Wei Lai.

If Wei Lai can still interfere with them from the other side, then they're truly doomed!
However, by this point, morale had sunk to rock bottom, and the attack lacked intensity, so they were unable to score.

"Next, we'll announce the main force!"

Zhao Xiaotang gathered everyone together.

The players in the team had different expressions; some were excited, while others were frustrated.

Based on their performance in this match, they may be selected for or dropped from the starting lineup.

Even Guo Fan, standing in the crowd, looked apprehensive.

Despite being the attacking core, he lost confidence because the game went so poorly.

"Starting goalkeeper: Zhao Xuan!"

Zhao Xuan clenched his fist tightly; he had finally defeated Zhong Wenhui to become the starting goalkeeper.

"Left-back Wang Wenbin, left center-back Li Kai, right center-back Mao Biao, right-back Shen Haoxuan."

"Midfielders: Ma Chenchen, Zhao Jun, Wei Lai!"

Everyone turned to look at Wei Lai.

It's not uncommon for an upgraded character to immediately become a mainstay, but it's rare.

But Wei Lai's performance was something they had seen clearly, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"Left forward Guo Fan, center forward Cheng Chong, right forward Mumuti!"

Guo Fan let out a long sigh of relief; he had been selected after all, though his heart was pounding with anxiety.

As for Yuan Kai, he looked dejected. He was a key player last semester, but he was pushed off the field.

There's no way around it, Mumu's performance in this match was too outstanding, with two goals and one assist.

Wei Lai also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his performance was quite good.

However, the game wasn't quite as enjoyable as it could have been.

It just feels like something's missing!
"Friend!"

Wei Lai turned his head and saw Mu Muti speaking in a unique tone, giving a thumbs up; "Son!"

"what?"

Wei Lai was stunned.

Whose son are you calling a son?
“He said you’re a real man, in their dialect!” Zhao Jun said with a smile.

Wei Lai nodded, "I see."

"Friend, you're awesome, so I'm awesome too!"

Mumu gave a thumbs-up again, praising repeatedly.

Wei Lai heard this, and probably because of his defense, Mu Muti could concentrate more on attacking.

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