Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 207 The Shocking Hanging Door
"Auguste is pestering Wei Lai!"

On the right side of the field, Wei Lai had just received the ball when Auguste clung to him.

The two grabbed each other's jerseys almost simultaneously, pulling and tugging at each other.

While facing the opponent, Wei Lai observed his teammates' positioning.

Step on the ball with your right foot, bump Auguste with your shoulder, and flick the ball with your toe at the same time.

He Chaoyue stepped back and pushed the ball sideways with the instep of his foot, passing it to Pei Le.

Knowing he wasn't good at physical confrontations, Pei Le passed the ball to Chen Shaojie, who was there to receive it.

As soon as Chen Shaojie received the ball, he was knocked to the ground by someone.

"Hey!"

Chen Shaojie immediately stood up and protested to the referee.

When Wei Lai ran over, Chen Shaojie's hands were clenched into chicken claw shapes and were shaking incessantly.

"What are you shaking about!" Wei Lai laughed and scolded; "Say something!"

Ultimately, the referee still gave the German youth team player a yellow card.

After all, it was indeed a foul.

"The match was very close," Hao Wei said, glancing at the time.

The match has been going on for 31 minutes, but so far neither side has managed to score.

"Let's take a look at this set piece. Since it's in the backfield, Xiang Yu is taking it. He tells his teammates to advance forward. Xiang Yu doesn't kick it long; he passes the ball to Wei Lai. Wei Lai pulls the ball back, turns, and passes it to He Chaoyue in the flank. He Chaoyue pauses, then flicks the ball to the outside. Lu Chaokuan!!"

Hao Wei suddenly exclaimed, "Lu Chaokuan dribbles the ball towards the byline and crosses it!!"

boom!
The pass was very erratic, making it difficult to accurately predict the ball's landing point.

Qianxi, Xiangming, and the opposing team's two center-backs were entangled together, and the ball eventually hit Qianxi's shoulder and rolled slightly towards the penalty area.

Pei Le stepped on the ball, looked around to the left and right, and then suddenly flicked it to the side.

The German youth team players were all rushing towards Pei Le, but a sudden flick of the ball created an opening on the right side.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, taking a swift step and charging directly into the forbidden area.

"Wei Lai!" Hao Wei shouted loudly, "They've broken in! The Chinese national youth team has launched a counterattack!"

Wei Lai came to the right side, turned his head to look at the goalkeeper, and found that the opponent's body had already lowered its center of gravity, preparing to dive and make a save.

Wei Lai lightly flicked his toes, and his body continued to run forward due to inertia.

The ball, however, had already passed the goalkeeper and fallen into the side netting at the far end of the goal.

Wei Lai quickly slowed down and turned to look at the goal.

He saw the ball lying quietly in the goal.
At that moment, he immediately turned and rushed towards the corner flag, sliding down the track.

Because of his improper movements, the guy rolled around on the ground in a mess.

But that didn't stop him from being so excited.

"Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Hao Wei roared and stood up excitedly: "Wei Lai! He made a run from behind and scored with a chip shot! In the 35th minute, the Chinese U17 team scored their first goal!"

"China! They're in the lead!"

Whoosh!!!

More than 30,000 Chinese fans were thrilled.

They jumped up excitedly, regardless of age or gender, all raising their arms and shouting at the top of their lungs.

In the stands, it was as if flames were burning, with waves of red people surging.

"Wei Lai! Holy crap! It's Wei Lai!"

"I thought Pei Le was going to shoot, but he passed the ball, and it was to Wei Lai, who was completely out of sight. Awesome!"

"Wei Lai's chip shot was absolutely brilliant! He used softness to overcome hardness!"

"He definitely anticipated the goalkeeper's move to go down, and then chose to chip the ball over the goalkeeper!"

"Brothers! We're in the lead! We're ahead of Germany!"

On the court, Wei Lai was pinned down by his teammates, panting heavily.

Yang Fan and the others ignored it.

"Awesome! That's awesome!"

"You're the one who really comes through in crucial moments, Lao Wei!"

"Hahaha! We're in the lead! Awesome!"

The boys celebrated wildly on the sidelines, which brought a burst of jubilation to the crowd.

Finally, the celebration ended, and the Chinese national youth team players retreated.

The German U17 team, on the other hand, had gloomy expressions.

After conceding this goal, they will become very passive.

Their high-pressing tactics in the first half were aimed at gaining control of the game.

Now, everything has fallen through.

"Lob the ball towards the penalty area, I'll figure something out."

Juan Dart looked grave.

If they don't equalize the score soon, the second half will be very difficult.

The game resumed.

boom!
Wei Lai and Chen Shaojie worked together to close the goal, intercepting the ball, while Auguste was blocked behind them by the two.

"Old Wei! Go! Go! Go!"

Chen Shaojie urged Wei Lai, but the latter suddenly pulled the ball away, dodging Auguste's outstretched leg, and then chose to pass it back.

"slower!"

Wei Lai raised his index finger; "We're not in a hurry!"

Boosting morale is certainly a good thing.

But it depends on the situation.

Although the German youth team was somewhat anxious, the disciplined Germans wouldn't lose their composure. Their defensive positioning was excellent, and launching an attack rashly would only result in a counter-attack.

"Slow down! Slow down the pace!"

Wei Lai passed the ball around, occasionally engaging in hand-to-hand combat with Auguste, but never giving the opponent a chance.

Moreover, the German U17 team was wary of Wei Lai's long passing ability and feared that the score would be widened again, so the midfield did not push forward too much.

This makes the game much more comfortable.

"Take him away!"

Wei Lai issued new instructions.

In the 43rd minute, three players, including Auguste and Juan Dart, pressed the ball forward in the attacking third.

But how could they possibly win the ball? In terms of numbers, the Chinese U17 team had the advantage.

"Seriously? Why is the German youth team too scared to play?"

"Why would they go up there? If they go up there, there will be a gap in the defensive midfield position. Didn't you see Pei Le standing there? His penetration through the middle is enough to kill him. Add to that Wei Lai's beautiful free kick, and if Xiang Ming gets one-on-one with them, and the German U19 team concedes another goal, they're finished!"

"By the way, we haven't seen Wei Lai's signature scimitar kick yet in this match!"

"The German U17 team deliberately blocked them. Once this tactic works, the German U17 team can't do anything about it. Didn't you see how the French U17 team got dragged into this situation?"

"But if they do that, isn't it just passive play?"

"It's not exactly passive; they're probably waiting to make adjustments at halftime. We're leading, so we don't need to worry about that. We just need to outmaneuver them. As long as we don't make any unforced mistakes, everything will be fine!"

After saying that, the fan exclaimed in praise:
"Damn! These kids are really steady. When they're going all out, they all charge in, and when they're back on defense, not one of them falters. Now that we need to stabilize the situation, everyone is patient. Their tactical discipline is even better than Germany's!"

Snapped!
Wei Lai stepped on the ball, glanced at Auguste, and saw that the guy was charging at him again.

But apart from him, everyone else remained firmly in midfield.

Wei Lai made a light, casual pass back.

If you don't come, I won't go!
We'll wear you down!

Halftime in the Chinese national youth team's locker room.

"Quickly! Everyone, drink some water. Give each person a banana to replenish their fluids."

"Yang Fan, don't sit still, get up and move around. It's a bit cold, don't let yourself get chilled."

"Wei Lai, sit here, let me massage your legs!"

Liu Guowei told his team members to get some rest.

Liu Guowei was very excited.

We're in the lead!
The lead in the semifinals!
They are just one step away from making it to the finals, and judging from the current situation, the possibility of that happening is still very high.

How could this not excite him?

"Wei Lai, sit down!"

Liu Guowei patted the stool.

Wei Lai grinned and shook his head; "No need! Really no need! My leg doesn't hurt."

"Shall I give you a shoulder massage?"

"Need not!"

"Then have a banana!"

"Row!"

Wei Lai took the banana and started munching on it.

Xue Guohao also went into the locker room.

"here you go!"

As soon as he walked in, he slammed his hand on the tactics board and said decisively, "In the second half, we have the initiative. There's no need to rush. Just play at the same pace as in the first half and defend well. We don't need to make any changes. We just need to adjust according to the German U17 team's adjustments."

"Wei Lai, Chen Shaojie!"

"Here!" the two shouted in unison.

Xue Guohao said seriously, "We need to run more in the second half. At the beginning of the game, the German U17 team will definitely come up with some changes, such as changes in rhythm or other aspects, but as long as we stand in position and keep an eye on the corresponding opponent players, our defense will not have any problems."

"Everyone else, be more decisive when passing the ball, don't drag it out, especially Yang Fan, don't always think about sending the ball towards the middle, make more use of the sidelines to form combinations with Xiang Ming."

Yang Fan immediately protested, pointing at Xiang Ming and complaining, "He doesn't pull back! I'm so far away from him, we can't coordinate a move at all."

Xiang Ming scratched his head awkwardly; "They'll definitely pull back in the second half, they'll definitely pull back!"

After outlining the tactics, Xue Guohao approached Wei Lai and Chen Shaojie again.

"In the second half, you two will stand side by side, with Wei Lai positioned a bit further back."

Wei Lai blinked. "Are you afraid that Germany will play long balls and crosses?"

Xue Guohao nodded: "Juan Dart is a player who is very good at aerial duels. I'm afraid Mao Biao won't be able to handle it. Xiang Yu's positioning isn't very good either. You should drop back more to help Mao Biao share some of the pressure."

Wei Lai immediately nodded.

"Once you win the header, immediately pull out of the penalty area, and if there's an opportunity, launch a long ball forward."

Wei Lai tilted his head.

This tactic seems so familiar.
"A dog carrying a frisbee?"

A slight smile appeared on Chen Shaojie's lips.

He looked at Wei Lai; "This is making Lao He your dog!"

In the second half, the two sides switched sides and started playing.

"I'm coming!"

"Are we about to witness history again?"

"Damn! We're already in the lead, what else can't we dream of?"

"That's right! Just charge forward! I have high hopes for these kids!"

"Take it easy! Don't give them any chances!"

The moment the two teams lined up on the field, the cheers from the entire stadium erupted.

Wei Lai took a deep breath and stretched his limbs.

"Let's focus on playing this game well and stay calm!"

Beep!
The whistle sounded.

The German U16 team took the ball decisively.

The ball was passed back to Wald, who suddenly flicked the ball, drawing a small circle to evade Millennium's pressing, and then immediately swung his left foot to pass the ball forward.

"Wald passed the ball directly, this ball..."

Juan Dart immediately pulled forward to contest the header, while Mao Biao pressed forward as well. The two were locked in a struggle.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed past.

boom!
The ball was suddenly headed away, and Yang Fan easily caught it.

Yang Fan exclaimed in admiration: "Steady!"

"Wei Lai! A clean and decisive header, he won the ball back!" Hao Wei cheered loudly, then laughed and said, "After Wei Lai's series of wonderful performances, we seem to have forgotten one thing. When he first debuted, Wei Lai was known as the 'beast midfielder.' He was originally a player known for his defense. That was a great win!"

The live stream chat was flooded with the word "awesome".

"Oh my god! I completely forgot, Wei Lai really did start out as a defensive midfielder!"

"Since the Crescent Moon Blade, Wei Lai has been playing an increasingly offensive role and has been positioned further forward, which has led to a neglect of his defensive capabilities."

"So, it's not that your defense is bad, but that your offense is better?"

"Who cares! As long as Wei Lai is awesome!"

After landing, Wei Lai immediately began looking for his next target.

He has indeed gradually begun to neglect some defensive aspects.

It's not that his defensive ability has weakened, but rather that in professional matches where players are generally ten years older than him, his physique is simply not up to par.

Therefore, in order to adapt to the competition, he had to develop in other areas.

The initial decision-making and scheduling, and then based on the relationship of the crescent moon blade, allows him to frequently advance.

Upon joining the national youth team, Wei Lai transformed into the midfield core.

With his offensive focus shifting more, he naturally neglected defense.

Wei Lai's defensive abilities are still there, but they will only be shown at specific times.

For example, right now!

Augusto Tete had the ball and cautiously dribbled it little by little to probe Wei Lai.

The latter has a lower center of gravity, but it remains as stable as a mountain.

Auguste suddenly started moving towards the sideline, then immediately tried to pull back.

But just as he stepped on the ball, Wei Lai suddenly stretched out his foot and cleanly poked the ball away.

"Pretty!"

Hao Wei exclaimed in admiration, "Wei Lai has once again disrupted the opponent's offensive plans. He has disrupted the German youth team's attack twice in a row."

Wei Lai turned around and shouted, "Hold on! Keep your position steady!"

Having said that, he stared intently at Auguste.

No matter how strong you become in the future, right now, you're the one being pressured!
Auguste was also gritting his teeth, staring at Wei Lai with a look of resentment.

"Give me the ball!"

Snapped!
Auguste controlled the ball with his chest, and just as he was about to start his run, Wei Lai suddenly rammed into him.

Wei Lai's arm was pressed tightly against his thigh; he bumped into him with his shoulder.

Although there may be a vague arm-opening motion, this is generally not considered a valid criterion.

Auguste was knocked out of bounds by Wei Lai, who also caught the ball.

"What a newbie!"

Wei Lai secretly curled his lip.

They relied entirely on brute force in their fight, without any skill whatsoever.

It has to be said that 17-year-old Auguste is still too inexperienced.

"Taylor! Don't try to fight him head-on, you can't handle him!" Jacob shouted a warning from the German defense.

The German U17 teammates all grinned.

You're stirring things up!
Sure enough, Auguste turned his head sharply and shouted angrily;
"shut up!"

He immediately rushed towards Wei Lai.

Wei Lai was completely dumbfounded; this guy had actually come looking for him on his own initiative.

On the sidelines, the German head coach repeatedly called out:
"Taylor! Calm down! You need to calm down!"

"Don't fight him! Play smart!"

The straightforward Germans had no idea how harsh their words sounded to Auguste.

"I go!"

In the stands, Wang Hao grinned as he watched Wei Lai and Auguste Tet's duel, shaking his head in amazement.
"If he's given a few more years to develop, this guy will be able to dominate the midfield!"

Xie Yuanneng nodded: "Your judgment, timing, and combat skills are all excellent; the only thing you lack is your physical strength!"

Sitting behind the two, Chen Lingpeng asked in surprise, "Is Wei Lai's defense really that good?"

Wang Hao turned his head: "In the Chinese Super League, he mainly provides support defense and various forms of interference. None of you foreign players mentioned this?"

Jiang Wu: "They did mention it. They said Wei Lai is very resilient and annoying."

"It's because of the physical difference. After all, he's only 16. With more time to develop, his defense can improve several levels." After saying that, Chen Lingpeng looked at Wei Lai's positioning and couldn't help but sigh, "His positioning is really good. Auguste's passing space has been blocked several times. As soon as this guy dribbles or pulls the ball, making a connecting move, Wei Lai will immediately pounce on him. Isn't this exactly the pace of the Premier League?"

Wang Hao: "So, this guy plays in a very European style, and it feels like he's not playing at the same pace as us."

At this moment, on the field, Mao Biao headed the ball forward.

Wei Lai immediately rushed towards the landing point. Without even looking up, he swung his right foot and struck forward hard.

boom!
The ball was passed high, flying towards the open space in the German half of the field.

At the same time, He Chaoyue and Xiang Ming rushed towards the ball's landing point.

"A dog carrying a frisbee!" Wang Hao grinned. "I hate this kind of sudden, aggressive counter-attack style of play the most."

In view of the situation, the German goalkeeper made a run out of the penalty area and, taking advantage of the moment when everyone arrived, headed the ball away.

But the ball was intercepted by Chen Shaojie in the middle.

After receiving the ball, Chen Shaojie looked up at the empty goal and immediately launched a long kick.

"A lob from midfield?"

Wang Hao's eyes widened as he watched the parabola that was precisely aimed at the German goal, and the others also looked astonished.

"What the hell?"

"No way?"

"This ball."

The ball bounced off the ground near the penalty spot and then bounced back toward the goal.

The German goalkeeper sprinted back desperately, but he was still a little too slow.

The ball bounced and rolled into the goal.

boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!--

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

More than 30,000 Chinese fans stood up instantly and cheered the loudest.

Commentator Hao Wei roared with excitement.

"A lob! A lob! Chen Shaojie, an imaginative lob from midfield! China's U17 team scores again in the 73rd minute!"

Hao Wei clutched his head excitedly and exclaimed, "My God! That incredible lob shot! Chen Shaojie is so daring! That lob shot could very well send the German U17 team home, and the Chinese U17 team is one step closer to the final!"

On the field, Chen Shaojie stared blankly at the opponent's goal.

Even now, he hasn't reacted yet, and he's muttering to himself.

"Holy crap, it went in!"

boom!
"My God!"

Yang Fan tackled Chen Shaojie to the ground, excitedly rubbing his head vigorously: "You fucking got so handsome? You actually got this handsome?"

Other Chinese youth team teammates also rushed over.

"Old Chen! You've been silent for ages, then you suddenly go for something big?"

"That's amazing! This gate must be at least 50 meters long!"

"Absolutely the best goal of the tournament, a truly iconic moment!"

"What were you thinking? Holy crap, you actually hung the door down."

Wei Lai also rushed into the crowd, shouting "Awesome!" repeatedly.

This hanging door is absolutely amazing!
The moment Chen Shaojie kicked the ball, Wei Lai didn't even think it was a lob; at most, he would just lift the ball up and send it to the frontcourt.

But when the ball shot into the sky like a cannonball, Wei Lai was completely dumbfounded.

That ball came out of nowhere!

Chen Shaojie had already realized what was happening and was extremely excited.

"This German guy loves to take the initiative, even running out of the penalty area. I've been eyeing him for ages. This time, I ran out of the penalty area to disrupt the defense. I ran my legs off, but he still couldn't catch up!"

On the coach's bench, Xue Guohao and Liu Guowei suddenly hugged each other.

Xue Guohao excitedly patted Liu Guowei on the back.

"It's safe! It's safe now! The finals! Here we come!"

A stunning lob shot not only extended the lead.

This also plunged the morale of the German youth team into despair.

He immediately looked at the fourth official, waved his arms, and shouted:

"Change! We need to change players!"

Defense!

Damn it, hold out to the death!
At a hotel in Tokyo, Japan, the Brazilian national youth team is gathered to watch the match.

When they saw this astonishing hanging door, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"My God!"

"This hanging door is absolutely bizarre!"

"Germany's U17 team is down by two goals."

"There's no chance now, is there?"

"It's very unlikely. Time is running out, and the German U17 team will probably be eliminated."

"Wow, the Chinese U17 team made it to the finals?"

The Brazilian youth team players were also dumbfounded.

They prepared primarily for the German U17 team before the match.

They still believe the German U17 team will reach the final.

But this time, the Chinese national youth team really went all the way!

"Ronnie!" Xhaka turned slightly to look at the afro-haired Ronaldo and asked, "What do you think?"

"They are so strong!" Ronaldo said bluntly, staring at the big screen: "Their overall teamwork is very good, and their individual abilities are also outstanding. Some players can step up at crucial moments. The German U17 team's loss is not unjust."

Xhaka nodded: "I think so too, and they seem to have gotten stronger compared to the beginning of this tournament."

"Yes! That's right!" Ronaldo pursed his lips and said, "They are constantly improving in this competition. If it were the group stage, they wouldn't have had such an easy time against the German team."

Xhaka slowly exhaled and looked at the close-up of the Chinese player on the camera.

Apart from the number 7 player with a ponytail and a specific badge, he could hardly distinguish the other players.

Just as Asians have difficulty recognizing faces in Africa and Europe, they also have some difficulty recognizing faces in Asia.

But Xhaka understood one thing: there were several players here who were extremely capable.

Xhaka suddenly remembered his Chinese friend Guo Fan in Brazil.

"Guo must be chasing them!" Zaka couldn't help but exclaim.

If these are the people, then Guo Fan definitely needs to work hard to catch up.

At least, it's not good enough right now!
Even their Brazilian youth national team, after watching this match, didn't have enough confidence to defeat this team.

"It's over!"

Zaka looked at the big screen again.

The score remains unchanged: China U17 2-0 Germany U17. The referee is already looking down at the clock.

Beep beep beep!
The moment the whistle blew.

The whole game is over.

Following Brazil's U17 team, China's U17 team has secured the second ticket to the U17 World Cup final.

They will engage in a final, desperate battle at the Tokyo National Stadium!

The victor will lift the ultimate honor, the championship trophy representing the highest honor of this U17 World Cup.

(End of this chapter)