Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 212 Holland! Here I come!

"Wei Lai! Wei Lai! Over here!"

As soon as Wei Lai reached the sidelines, he was stopped by the excited Yao Cheng.

"Pick one! Pick one!"

Yao Cheng was very excited, his face flushed. He urged the photographer to start filming quickly, and after briefly reviewing the questions in his mind, he spoke:
"First of all, congratulations on winning the 2026 Japan U17 World Cup!"

This statement was delivered with force and conviction.

Wei Lai wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled happily, saying, "Thank you!"

"Let me share my thoughts now!"

As soon as the microphone was handed over, Wei Lai blurted out, "Actually, I don't have any big thoughts. I'm very excited and thrilled, and it feels a bit unreal. Although I did think about the championship before the competition, I set my goals very high. But the specifics depend on the competition, so even now I'm still a bit overwhelmed."

Wei Lai tilted his head: "We're the champions?"

"Champion!" Yao Cheng's answer was powerful, his face full of certainty.

Wei Lai smiled again.

"What was your belief when you took that set piece in the final moments?"

Yao Cheng asked the most crucial question.

Wei Lai laughed and said, "Actually, I didn't think about anything. Just like usual, this is the result of my day and night training. Standing in that position, I can play that kind of ball well. Of course, a little bit of luck is also needed. In fact, the process of this goal was very complicated. The involvement of other people was also very important. This goal belongs to our whole team."

After speaking, Wei Lai turned his head and saw that his teammates had already begun to walk into the player tunnel.

Yao Cheng also noticed this scene and said with a smile, "All done picking!"

"Is that all?" Wei Lai asked in surprise.

Yao Cheng: "We've asked everything we needed to ask, let's go celebrate!"

He smiled at Wei Lai, who immediately laughed and turned to rush into the players' tunnel.

The locker room of the Chinese national youth team was filled with noise.

"Ooooooooooooooooo!!"

The group lined up, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and circled the locker room, mimicking a human train.

Yang Fan stood shirtless at the front, and as he emitted a 'whooshing' sound, everyone raised their hands and shouted:
"We are the champions!!"

"Champions! We are the champions!"

"Hahaha! Champion!"

The teenagers' faces beamed with bright smiles, which was the best reward for their performance in this U17 World Cup.

They got the last and most precious thing!
boom! !

The locker room door was suddenly kicked open, and a burly man from Jiaozhou rushed in, holding a bottle of champagne with his thumb pressed against the neck, shaking it wildly.

Before long, the liquid in the bottle was squeezed and sprayed out of the changing room like a fountain.

Wang Hao frantically shook the champagne and shouted, "The time to celebrate has come!"

Xie Yuanneng, Chen Lingpeng, Jiang Wu and others also rushed into the locker room with cheers. They joined Wei Lai and others, jumping and celebrating together.

"Wow!! Champion!"

"champion!!"

"Brilliant!!"

"Awesome!!"

A group of people were having a great time, including Wei Lai, He Chaoyue, and others. At this moment, no one could remain calm.

Yang Fan moved closer to Wang Hao, leaning his head in to taste the champagne in his hand.

Snapped!
Wang Hao slapped it away, laughing and scolding:

"Just experience it for now. I'll take you when you're an adult!"

Snapped!
The locker room door was opened again.

Liu Guowei stood at the door and called out, "Wei Lai! Chen Zhe! You two come out here."

Wei Lai and goalkeeper Chen Zhe exchanged a glance, and the two immediately went outside.

Liu Guowei stood at the door, hugged each of them, and showed them his affection before saying:
"There's another segment before the awards ceremony."

Wei Lai and Chen Zhe exchanged glances, and the latter's eyes lit up; "Individual awards?"

Liu Guowei nodded: "The three individual awards are the Golden Boot, the Golden Glove trophy, and the MVP (Best Player) award."

After saying that, he pointed at Chen Zhe and said, "You're the Golden Glove!"

Then he pointed at Wei Lai: "You're the best!"

Wei Lai paused for a moment, then pointed to himself and said, "Am I the best?"

Chen Zhe laughed from the side, "You deserved it for your last crucial set piece, not to mention your performance before that. I can't find a single fault with giving this award to Wei Lai."

At this moment, Wei Lai's heart was also burning with excitement.

He's the best player!
This is the highest individual honor in the competition.

This is Wei Lai's first time receiving this award.

After a brief rest, the group emerged from the locker room once more, this time to receive their awards.

They stood on the side of the field with the Brazilian youth team players. The Brazilian youth team players looked dejected, and even the usually cheerful Ronaldo was silent at this moment.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!

There is only one championship trophy, and it belongs to the victor.

"First, let's talk about individual awards!"

A staff member shouted.

Liu Guowei immediately urged Wei Lai and Chen Zhe to go over.

In the end, Wei Lai received an award that resembled a championship trophy.

It's entirely silver-black, with a base and a rectangular top resembling a business card, printed with "[2026 Japan U17 World Cup Best Player, Wei.L]"

The Golden Boot award belongs to Ronaldo, who won the honor with 8 goals.

He Chaoyue is one less.

As the goalkeeper of the championship team, Chen Zhe naturally also won the Golden Glove award.

The three stood in front of the podium, and with a click of the photographer's command, the photo was taken.

Next up was the runner-up receiving his award.

One by one, the Brazilian youth team players walked onto the podium, but their expressions weren't exactly joyful.

After all, compared to the champion, the runner-up is ultimately lacking.

What's more, they are five-time world champions Brazil!
After the runner-up award ceremony concluded, it was finally the champion's turn.

"Army!"

Yang Fan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't be nervous and make a fool of yourself!"

Lu Chaokuan turned his head and laughed, "Shut up!"

When the staff pointed to the podium, Lu Chaokuan took a deep breath and strode forward.

"Here they come! The Chinese national youth team members are walking toward the podium."

Suddenly, Hao Wei's voice choked, and he couldn't help but choke up as he looked at this scene.

But he suppressed his excitement, trying his best to remain calm, and slowly said:

"Through countless days and nights, and countless competitions, we were always the ones with regrets. So when this championship came, besides happiness, there was a deep sense of excitement. Looking back on the whole event, I want to say, well done, guys! You deserve this trophy. Go! Go to your championship trophy!"

Commentator Hao Wei said loudly.

On another channel, in the Lek Sports live broadcast room, Zhan Jing shouted loudly:
"Go! Go and lift your championship trophy, lads. Remember, this is just the beginning. Your professional careers are long, but you've already done enough at the start. We'll always be waiting for you, waiting for your progress, waiting for you to grow. Grow up quickly!"

Zhan Jing's eyes were a little red, his lips trembled, and he took a deep breath and said, "When you grow up, you must take us to the real World Cup!"

The live stream chat was flooded with red comments.

'Grow up quickly, boys, and take us to the World Cup!'

"Keep it up! Keep it up! You'll get better and better!"

'Put your championship trophy on your shoulders!'

'Take us to the World Cup!!!'

Go for it! Go for it!

Grow up quickly!

Amidst cheers and blessings, the young athletes received their gold medals from FIFA officials, neatly hanging them around their necks as they walked one after another toward the champion's podium.

The champion's podium is not high, officially 74 centimeters, but it is the height that countless teams around the world dream of.

And at this moment, the Chinese national youth team players are standing here.

Lu Chaokuan had already walked towards the championship trophy, received it from a staff member, and carefully walked back.

Yang Fan shouted, "Brothers, let's get this party started!"

Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!

The crowd spread their hands low, stomped their feet repeatedly, and made sounds like a prelude.

Everyone here had a bright smile on their face.

Lu Chaokuan hunched over the whole way, swaying left and right, and when he reached the middle, he suddenly raised the trophy.

The boys raised their arms together, jumping and cheering.

"Champions! We are the champions!!!!"

Bang bang bang bang! !
Golden dust drifted in the sky, like a gentle, golden rain.

The Chinese national youth team members stood on the podium, becoming the most watched group tonight.

China's U17 national team will be the champions of the 2026 FIFA U-17 World Cup in Japan!
They reached their peak at this age!

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you all for taking care of my son!"

While in the hotel, Wei Chenggong repeatedly expressed his feelings to the national youth team coaching staff.

Liu Guowei laughed and said, "We should be thanking you. Thank you for letting Wei Lai choose football, which led to our crucial set piece in the final."

"This...this..." Wei Chenggong scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, "That shot was really cool, huh!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Guohao and Liu Guowei couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I'll be taking my son, Xiao Lai, away in a bit. Is it alright if he doesn't go back?" Wei Chenggong asked cautiously. Xue Guohao waved his hand: "I've already reported it. Wei Lai is going to the Netherlands to adapt to the new environment. He Chaoyue's league is still ongoing. Others might have something to say, but you're fine. You have important business to attend to."

"No matter how big the problem, it can't stop the kids from studying abroad, right? Our Chairman Wang said it himself: whoever tries to stop them will have their child born without an anus!"

Wei Chenggong was stunned. He had heard that Chairman Wang was straightforward, but he didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

At this moment, Wei Lai walked over, dragging his suitcase.

"Coach, I'll go to the hotel with my dad first, and then head to the Netherlands tomorrow."

Xue Guohao stood up, walked over to Wei Lai, and gave him a gentle hug.

He looked at Wei Lai and said slowly, "Next, I will probably be promoted to head coach of the national youth team. In the short term, I will not call up either you or He Chaoyue. I will give you ample time to establish yourselves abroad."

Wei Lai stared blankly at Xue Guohao, then grinned and said, "You must be under a lot of pressure."

Xue Guohao waved his hand: "No problem, I can handle pressure!"

After saying that, he patted Wei Lai on the shoulder: "Go! The environment abroad is different from here. You have to rely on yourself for everything. I believe you can succeed. Go and make us proud."

Wei Lai grinned and said, "Alright!"

Wei Chenggong then nodded and said, "Then I'll take it. Thank you all again."

After the two left the hotel room, the national youth team members also came out one after another.

Yang Fan leaned against the wall, smiling as he extended his hand; "Let's go?"

Wei Lai nodded, walked over, and patted him hard on the shoulder; "Keep it up!"

"Do you need to tell me?" Yang Fan smiled. "You should also work harder to establish yourself in the Netherlands. That's a lot more pressure than it is for me."

Pei Le called out loudly, "Wei Lai, see you next time!"

Millennium clenched his fist; "Old Wei, go show those foreigners what's what!"

Xiang Yu: "Brother Wei, I think you can do it!"

Mao Biao: "Brother, remember to call me when you get back to China."

"Go for it, Wei Lai!"

May you achieve great success!

"Go! Kill those foreigners!"

Amidst blessings, Wei Lai and Wei Chenggong walked together towards the elevator.

Wei Lai turned his head one last time and saw He Chaoyue.

He Chaoyue didn't say anything, she just nodded slightly at him.

Wei Lai smiled and nodded in response.

Ding Dong!

The elevator doors opened, and the two stepped inside, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Wei Lai is gone!

An eerie silence suddenly fell over the hotel corridor.

The World Cup victory feels like yesterday, but now there's a sense of loss and uncertainty.

"What? You want to study abroad too?" Qianxi asked, looking at the silent Yang Fan.

Yang Fan: "There are ways to do that! I need to establish myself in the Chinese Super League first, and then I'll think about playing abroad."

He paused, then clenched his fist: "We absolutely have to go out. Don't you have any ideas?"

Millennium's silence speaks volumes.

"Old He, when are you leaving?" Yang Fan turned his head and asked.

He Chaoyue succinctly stated: "Tomorrow!"

"We're going back to China tomorrow too. You and Lao Wei, the team's top scorer and best player, won't be there. What's the point of having a celebration party then?"

Yang Fan grinned.

He Chaoyue: "Train hard, this is just the beginning!"

After saying that, he immediately returned to his room and continued packing his luggage.

For He Chaoyue, he also needs to establish himself in Europe. Although he has gained more playing opportunities now, this is just the beginning.

He is not content with playing only in the Spanish First Division.

He wants to try his hand at both the Spanish Second Division and La Liga.

On November 22, the plane carrying the Chinese U17 national team landed at Beijing Capital International Airport.

Xue Guohao led the team out of the airport, and instantly, a large number of cameras were pointed at them to take pictures.

The clicking of camera shutters was incessant, and the flashes were almost blinding.

At the very front of the crowd stood a middle-aged man wearing an executive jacket.

"Chairman Wang."

Xue Guohao immediately went over.

Wang Chuantao patted Xue Guohao on the shoulder with a smile, and the two faced the camera, saying loudly:
"We congratulate the Chinese U17 national team on winning the championship. We also hope that this passing on of the torch can continue, and that more and more young people will step onto this field in the future."

"The boys worked very hard, and we are all proud of their performance!"

He paused, then spoke again:

"Unfortunately, Wei Lai and He Chaoyue were unable to return to China for the celebration banquet. After our discussion, we decided to let them go to their respective leagues. As overseas players, the key is to establish themselves in Europe. We fully support their choice!"

The words had barely left his mouth when the media erupted in uproar.

Without He Chaoyue and Wei Lai, the topic is already half gone.

Not only these media outlets, but Xue Guohao also noticed that the officials behind him looked equally bewildered.

"You didn't say?"

Xue Guohao whispered.

Wang Chuantao maintained his smile, his lips moving slightly.

"What nonsense! These guys have been bothering me non-stop, always clamoring to go to Japan. What do they know? What could they possibly do there?"

Xue Guohao smiled, nodded, and gave a thumbs up; "You've done a good job guarding this place!"

Wang Chuantao glanced at Xue Guohao; "Xiao Xue, the organization has an important task for you."

"The national youth team, I know!" Xue Guohao said with a smile.

Wang Chuantao turned his head and smiled: "Not the national youth team! They're national team players!"

Xue Guohao was stunned.

"national team?"

Wang Chuantao: "Not now, it will take some time. You should lead the national youth team first to build up your resume, but you also need to be prepared at any time."

"I...I..." Xue Guohao was on the verge of collapse.

Wang Chuantao: "Cheer up! How do you look right now? Come on! Look at the camera and smile!"

Xue Guohao forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Meanwhile, in faraway Europe, an airplane pierces the night sky.

The plane flew over the dark sea, the roar of its engines somewhat deafening.

Wei Lai sat by the window, while Wei Chenggong slept soundly next to him.

He just couldn't fall asleep.

At that moment, he was filled with anticipation for European football.

The environment was unfamiliar, but it offered a higher level of competition.

This is Wei Lai's next stop.

This is also his next challenge.

Before long, the plane skimmed over the sea, and tiny lights appeared on the ground.

These lights started as a few dots, then grew in number until a neon-lit city came into view.

Airplane announcements in English.

Our flight is about to arrive in Amsterdam, the capital of the Netherlands. We will begin our descent in half an hour. Please fasten your seatbelts!

Wei Lai gazed at the lights outside.

This place is far from my homeland; it's on the other side of the ocean.

But there is a higher level of football environment here.

Wei Lai slowly exhaled.

"Netherlands! Here I come!"

Wei Chenggong arrived in Amsterdam at 1 a.m. and exchanged some euros at a currency exchange to keep some money with him.

The two then took a taxi to continue their journey.

They found a guesthouse not far from the training base, made do with a simple night's stay, and planned to report to the training base at dawn.

The Dutch driver kept muttering to himself, but neither Wei Lai nor Wei Chenggong understood him.

We drove along the main city road and soon arrived at the suburbs, stopping in front of a residential building.

Wei Lai took out his phone and sent a message, and soon received a line of electronic passwords.

After finding the correct door number and entering the password, the two successfully entered the guesthouse.

"It's all so dark here. Is the security bad?" Wei Chenggong looked at the dark streets around him, turned to Wei Lai and said, "Don't go out at night unless necessary. It's very chaotic abroad."

Wei Lai nodded: "I live at the training base and I don't come out unless there's nothing to do."

Wei Chenggong stretched and said, "Let's go to sleep first. We'll report to the training base when we wake up. What time are you guys meeting?"

"Nine o'clock!"

"Okay! Let's get up at eight!"

After saying that, Wei Chenggong lay down on the sofa and went to sleep. Soon after, snoring filled the air.

Wei Lai turned his head and grinned: "I've been sleeping the whole way, how could I possibly sleep?"

He was extremely envious.

(End of this chapter)