Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 186 Can I Say I'm the Champion? (Fourth Update)

Lu Chaokuan stood on the sidelines, facing two media reporters.

He glanced furtively at the 'CCTV-5' logo on the microphone.

Lu Chaokuan couldn't help but shudder.

Mom!
I'm going to be on TV!
He secretly wiped the sweat from his face, drool dampened his palms, straightened his sideburns, and tidied himself up.

"Are you ready?"

Yao Cheng smiled and looked at Lu Chaokuan, asking him a question.

Lu Chaokuan nodded nervously: "I'm all ready!"

"Don't be nervous, let's take it one question at a time!"

Yao Cheng smiled and said, "First of all, congratulations on winning this warm-up match. How would you rate your performance in this match?"

Lu Chaokuan quickly gathered his thoughts and was about to speak.
drive!--

Pei Le swung his jersey as a whip, while Yang Fan rode on all fours like a horse. They swept past Lu Chaokuan, just as the camera captured them.

This comical scene made reporter Yao Cheng chuckle.

"Ahem." Lu Chaokuan forced himself to remain calm and said, "This match was played steadily, but there were some areas where we didn't perform well. These are the shortcomings we need to improve. Overall, it was still very good!"

Yao Cheng continued, "In this match, you made a very brilliant breakthrough down the wing, initiating an attack. How did you make that decision?"

Lu Chaokuan recalled for a moment: "At that time..."

Tsk tsk tsk tsk!!

Yang Fan, Pei Le, Chen Shaojie, and Qian Xi stood in a row, with their arms around each other's shoulders, playing the role of a human train.

When Yang Fan reached the center of the camera, he was still tilting his head back and making a car horn sound.

Buzz~~~~!

Lu Chaokuan's cheek twitched, and he continued, "The situation at the time was very complicated and cannot be explained in a few words, but I saw this opportunity and wanted to give it a try, and then I succeeded."

Yao Cheng: "If there's an opportunity, you should seize it. Yes, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared."

"We all know that the U17 World Cup is about to kick off. What efforts have you made for this competition? What kind of result do you hope to achieve?"

Lu Chaokuan: "Both the coaching staff and the players have put in a lot of effort for this U17 World Cup, including teamwork drills, tactical preparations, and so on. They also need to get themselves into top form."

Beep beep beep! !

Gaa gaa gaa!!

Lu Chaokuan suddenly sighed, looked up at Yao Cheng, and said with an awkward smile, "Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards Yang Fan and the others.
"Damn it! Haven't you guys ever been on camera before? What's wrong with you all?"

"Get out of here! All of you, get out of the way!"

Lu Chaokuan unleashed a flurry of wild punches, kicking and punching until everyone was driven away.

Lu Chaokuan walked back, straightened his jersey, scratched his head, and said, "Our players are a bit mischievous, how about we re-record?"

Yao Cheng waved his hand with a smile: "It's okay, we can just edit it. It's not like it's being broadcast live."

"Oh!" Lu Chaokuan nodded; "That's good. Where were we in our conversation?"

Yao Cheng handed over the microphone: "What kind of results do you want?"

"Cough cough!" Lu Chaokuan grinned, coughed lightly, and then said, "At the moment, we cannot make any accurate predictions. Everything depends on the situation at the time. For now, our priority is to strive to advance from the group stage."

Shh~~~~~~~~~~~~~! ! !

Boos were heard.

Yang Fan, Pei Le, and others booed wildly.

"Captain Lu, that's not what you said before!"

"Don't be a coward, Captain Lu!"

"Just say it! What's there to be afraid of?"

"Championship! It has to be the championship! Captain Lu, don't back down!"

Just do it!

Yang Fan and his group shouted wildly.

Lu Chaokuan turned his head and cursed, "Shut up, you don't know anything!"

After finishing his rant, Lu Chaokuan turned his head and continued.

"Right now, our goal is still to advance from the group stage. Looking at the world stage, we still have a certain gap in strength, so..."

His expression grew increasingly conflicted, his voice grew softer and softer, and his head drooped lower and lower until he lost his voice completely. "Xiao Lu?" Yao Cheng called out with concern.
Lu Chaokuan raised his head, pursed his lips, and asked cautiously.

Can I say champion?

"Huh?" Yao Cheng was suddenly stunned.

He saw a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness in Lu Chaokuan's expression, but his eyes were filled with hope.

At that moment, Yao Cheng's heart seemed to be suddenly touched by something.

Yao Cheng is a sports reporter.

He has met many athletes, including many young ones.

But they all gave themselves the impression of being flamboyant, straightforward, and full of personality.

Their eyes were filled with fire and light, as if they could give people a mysterious power.

They are full of energy!

They are courageous and determined!

They are like a symphony of youth, resonating with an inspiring melody.

A young man should possess the strength to "hold two bows and arrows, making enemy cavalry seem as if they were nothing for a thousand miles".

A young person should have the spirit of "a roc rising with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high".

A young man shouldn't be asking questions so timidly.

Youth should be a spirited declaration!

Yao Cheng suddenly felt a pang of sorrow. He took a deep breath and said loudly and firmly:

"Yes! Why can't we!"

A light shone in Lu Chaokuan's eyes, and a smile gradually spread across his face.

The flames in his eyes were burning fiercely.

He looked directly at the camera and said loudly and firmly:
"Championship! Our goal is the championship!"

Yang Fan and the others cheered from a distance.

"Captain Lu is awesome!"

"That's how we do it! What's there to be afraid of!"

"Good job!"

"Captain Lu, you're awesome!"

"Champion! Champion!"

Lu Chaokuan jogged over and gave each of them a sharp rap on the head.

"We told you to thank the fans, so what are you doing here? Get out of here!"

"Just one segment of interview? You don't have enough material, do you? I'm free, why don't you interview me instead?"

"Collect my ass! You foul-mouthed bastard, what you collect, is even a single piece usable? It's all 'beeped'!"

"I'm serious about this interview; I've been trained!"

"Go quickly!"

Yao Cheng watched as Lu Chaokuan pushed the three of them along, looking like a nanny taking care of three naughty children.

"These kids are so funny!" the photographer said with a smile as he packed up his equipment.

Yao Cheng nodded; "That's how a young person should be!"

Fearless and confident!
"Why don't we interview those geniuses?" the photographer asked.

Yao Cheng: "It's not too late to do an interview when the U17 World Cup starts."

The photographer grinned: "It would be embarrassing if we got eliminated!"

Yao Cheng shook his head: "I don't think they can! This is a team of geniuses, didn't you see the match just now?"

"The seeds of Chinese football are beginning to sprout!"

The photographer chuckled, "Have the fans finally made it through?"

After saying that, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Let's hope so!
The rolling dark clouds are dissipating, and a rainbow hangs high in the sky. Can the sunshine be far behind?

(End of this chapter)