Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 19 Infinite Possibilities

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Wei Lai lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily as he gazed at the dazzling lights of the dome.

"This is too difficult! Their pace is too fast, and to maintain enough focus, I eventually felt so nauseous that I wanted to vomit!" As he said this, Wei Lai grinned and made a desperate swallowing motion.

"You're already amazing. To be able to last 20 minutes under this kind of pace and intensity is a very significant improvement!"

Coach Tiebi squatted down beside Wei Lai and spoke in a gentle tone.

Wei Lai turned to Coach Tiebi; "You must be pretty good too, right?"

Faced with Wei Lai's nonsensical question, Coach Tiebi tilted his head and said, "Well, everyone says I'm very good, but I still know my shortcomings, so I always want to keep improving."

“Coach Yakult, Coach Casemiro was already a key player for a Brazilian powerhouse at the age of 19. You must be the same, right?” Wei looked at Coach Iron Wall and said, “Although you are not tall, you are really amazing.”

Wei Lai could witness firsthand how this short coach moved like a cheetah across the field, repeatedly thwarting the opponent's attacks.

Coach Tiebi scratched his head again, looking somewhat shy.

"Thank you for your kind assessment. Unfortunately, I'm not that great. I was playing in the ninth tier of leagues when I was 19!"

"what?"

Wei Lai was somewhat incredulous.

"real or fake?"

The iron-willed coach slowly rose to his feet: "That's the truth. But after that, I won many championships—the league title, the Champions League title, and the World Cup!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Lai's eyes lit up.

"World Cup?"

He immediately jumped up, eagerly asking, "What does that feel like?"

Coach Iron Wall pondered for a moment: "I'm very happy, very excited, and feel like I own the whole world."

Wei Lai tilted his head: "So, what does this feel like?"

Coach Iron Wall laughed and said, "You won't understand unless you experience it for yourself."

"Experience it for yourself!" Wei Lai grinned.

"Don't deny your dreams!" Coach Tiebi said with rare seriousness. "That's an insult to yourself. Don't deny your potential and your future!"

"Just like when I was 19 years old, I was still playing in the ninth tier of leagues, but eight years later, I became a member of the World Cup winning team!"

"Your future also holds endless possibilities!"

Looking at the face shrouded in mist, Wei Lai slowly exhaled and said, "I really want to see what kind of expression you'll have when you say that!"

Coach Tiebi quickly replied, "I'm not just brushing you off; I want to motivate you."

“I know!” Wei Lai turned his head and smiled. “I have no talent. I have been rejected by people countless times, but I still have not given up. Although I sometimes complain and talk to myself, I have never stopped moving forward.”

Wei Lai shrugged and said, "I'm just a stupid idiot who only knows how to work hard!"

Coach Tiebi looked at Wei Lai and said seriously, "This just proves that you are very pure!"

Wei Lai took a deep breath: "Let's begin! I need to keep improving; I don't have much time to waste."

"Okay!" Coach Iron Wall nodded and swung his arm. "Let's continue training!"

A light drizzle was falling in the early morning.

Raindrops scattered, leaving beads of water on the lawn, while puddles formed on the adjacent rubber track.

Raindrops fall into puddles, causing ripples to spread.

thump!
A large foot stomped hard in the puddle and then ran forward quickly.

A light drizzle was falling, and in the empty stadium, a hooded figure was silently running around the field.

He Chaoyue ran silently on the court.

But I couldn't calm down for a long time.

The match ended a long time ago, but the images of that match still keep replaying in my mind.

The last attack, the last shot.

That shot that hit the crossbar ended their chances of advancing.

In the invitational tournament in South Korea, they ultimately lost to a youth academy from Hamburg, Germany.

In fact, that match put them under immense pressure. Their midfield was completely dominated, which limited their attacking opportunities.

Against the tall and strong German defenders, their long passes and crosses often failed to produce results.

Even with his superior skills, he was still outmatched in combat and didn't have many options.

It went silent on its own!
The team's offense became ineffective.

He Chaoyue was confident in his skills and shooting ability, but unfortunately the ball just wouldn't come to his feet.

He dropped back to receive the ball, but that distance was too far from the goal.

The whole match was frustrating and unsatisfying.

Have you ever resented your teammates?
I've resented it!

He Chaoyue doesn't want to lie; he's human too, and he's had his share of grievances.

But he knew it was useless, and he would look for the reasons within himself.

If you can withstand the opponent's attacks, and if your skills are better, even if your passing isn't accurate, you can still create a sufficiently favorable situation based on your individual abilities.

"I'm still not strong enough!"

He Chaoyue gritted his teeth slightly, and his running speed noticeably increased.

This doesn't look like running; it's more like venting anger.

Raindrops lashed down relentlessly as He Chaoyue pressed on, the howling wind and the sound of raindrops irritating her.

Swish! ! !
Just then, a gust of wind sounded beside him.
The next second, a figure immediately overtook him and ran forward quickly.

He Chaoyue was stunned for a moment. He saw that the person was wearing a football academy training uniform and was a head taller than him.

And the most striking feature was her pair of thighs.

The man was wearing shorts, and as he ran, the bulging muscles and contours of his legs were shocking.

He had only seen such leg circumference and muscles on European teenagers, but even in Europe, they were extremely rare.

However, in the invitational tournament that just ended, the German defensive midfielder who was marking him had such a strong presence.

Driven by curiosity, He Chaoyue immediately sped up and followed.

But as soon as he caught up with the other person, he saw that the other person suddenly accelerated and sprinted forward at the speed of a 100-meter dash.

He Chaoyue was a little confused.

After sprinting 100 meters, the person resumed a normal running speed, circled half a circle, and then accelerated to sprint again.

After this happened several times, the person passed by him again.

He Chaoyue slowly stopped, staring at the figure, constantly changing his speed as he ran around the track.

After an unknown amount of time, the person finally stopped.

"Tired?"

He Chaoyue blinked: This switching between sprinting and running at a steady pace is in line with the principles of football.

Generally speaking, exhaustion can be reached in about ten repetitions.

He Chaoyue chased after him again, just as he was about to speak.
"you"

Swish! !

The man dashed off again, leaving He Chaoyue completely stunned.

Not exhausted?

However, the man suddenly stopped and turned to look.

Then, she lowered her body, tilted her head, and looked at herself. He Chaoyue lifted her hood, revealing her signature ponytail.

"What's beyond?"

Wei Lai looked at He Chaoyue in surprise and laughed, "You go for a morning run too?"

He Chaoyue nodded, showing no surprise that Wei Lai recognized him.

After all, it would be strange if you didn't recognize yourself at a football academy.

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