Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 227 Wei Lai Needs a Bodyguard

"Idiot! Moron! Are you out of your mind?!"

In the simulated classroom, the hair dryer coach angrily kicked Wei Lai in the buttocks repeatedly.

The old man was so angry that he was trembling all over.

What has this guy done?

He actually copied the training methods from the simulated classroom into reality.

"I have training materials for screening and reduction!"

Wei Lai said, rubbing his buttocks.

The hair dryer coach roared, "That kind of training method is only suitable for simulated courses. Even if it's a screening program, it's still unscientific training."

"Stop kicking me! I know I was wrong, my butt's all swollen!"

Wei Lai covered his butt and ran away. The hair dryer coach, furious, followed him and kicked him a few more times to vent his anger.

"Remember! The simulation course training only applies here. If there's a next time, you'll never graduate from this class!" The hair dryer instructor was furious.

Faced with this, Wei Lai could only nod in submission.

The other teammates all turned their heads away and laughed, but none of them offered to help persuade him.

"A bunch of cowards!" Wei Lai couldn't help but mutter.

Wei Lai may not be able to continue competing until he recovers physically, but fortunately, he can still maintain his form through simulated matches.

Also, take advantage of this time to launch a brand new advanced course.

He has now completed two advanced courses.

[The calm and collected commander has passed the graduation exam!]

[The Glory of 1992! Passing the Graduation Exam!]

The latter assessment is much more difficult.

Wei Lai failed his first assessment, but barely managed to graduate on his second attempt.

These two courses respectively gave him the talent for 'rhythm control' and 'efficient tactical understanding', so he has gained a lot.

However, because there was also a course on "damaged hair dryers," he still didn't know the hair dryer instructor's name.

After the Premier League schedule lesson in the simulation course ended, Wei Lai sat on the lawn again, looking at the timetable in front of him.

The training point in the bottom left corner has a training value of 110.

Wei Lai grinned; "It really isn't enough!"

Opening an advanced course requires 100 training points, but if he wants to open several intermediate courses to make up for his technical deficiencies, that's simply not enough.

Wei Lai began to browse through the advanced course schedule, and eventually he found the course recommended by Coach Harvey.

[Advanced course, for true bipedalism, balanced training with both feet, dribbling drills, and intermediate ball control training.]

[Lecturer: XXXXXXX]

Wei Lai's eyes lit up.

What an unexpected gain!
It includes not only training to balance left and right feet, but also dribbling and intermediate ball control training.

"It's him!"

Wei Lai decisively chose this advanced course.

Before long, a figure slowly solidified in front of Wei Lai.

He wasn't particularly tall, and had a slightly chubby appearance, but he also exuded a solid and steady aura. He was wearing a red and white training uniform.

"Hello, you can call me Coach Alvin."

When the other person spoke, Wei Lai raised an eyebrow: "Coach Aleven?"

Finally, we have a proper title.

Coach Aleven chuckled and shrugged. "It means 'short' in Spanish, and as you can see, I'm not very tall."

Wei Lai blinked.

The other person is indeed not tall, only about 170 centimeters.

Short and chubby!
"Can we start training now?" Wei Lai asked impatiently.

Coach Aleven smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Wait a minute, I need to explain something to you. First of all, bipedal talent is talent, which cannot be achieved through training. You either have it or you don't. If you don't have bipedal talent, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Huh?" Wei Lai was stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Then what do we do?"

"Don't rush!" Coach Aleven laughed. "Therefore, the focus of the course will be on dribbling and ball control training. I will also shift the focus of the course assessment to these two points. Once you graduate and acquire my bipedal talent, you will naturally be able to use both feet to kick the ball."

Wei Lai blinked; "Will the course pace be too fast?"

Coach Alvin raised his index finger: "One month! We'll try to finish the graduation assessment in one month!"

Wei Lai perked up.

"Come on horseback!"

Wei Lai did not play with his team in the 29th round of the Dutch Eredivisie.

His body has not yet recovered, so he cannot compete. This is Mr. Morton's order, and no one dares to disobey it.

For Wei Lai, this period was also the most relaxed time.

I get up in the morning, do some simple physical activation exercises, and then have breakfast.

After breakfast, he will receive a muscle relaxation massage from the therapist, followed by some simple activation exercises.

In the afternoon, Wei Lai will go to the physiotherapy room and stand in a very cool 'liquid nitrogen cryo-chamber' for a while, which helps with the recovery of muscle fatigue and also relieves some joint inflammation.

At 15 p.m. sharp, he appeared at the gym and, under Pesson's watchful eye, performed small-scale strength training in order to maintain his muscle mass.

I went back to my dorm in the evening and fell asleep on time.

This is what Wei Lai needs to do every day, mainly focusing on recovery.

And just like that, Wei Lai suddenly disappeared for another two weeks.

Wei Lai's disappearance has once again sparked heated discussions, not only in China but also among fans within the Amsterdam Arena.

Even some Dutch journalists were puzzled.

Wei Lai performed well, and they wanted to continue to pay attention to this young player, but suddenly that was the end of it.

The 31st round of the Dutch Eredivisie has concluded.

Atletico Amsterdam lost 1-2 to Elfelte away from home.

Therefore, Morton did not look too happy at the post-match press conference.

To be honest, this game was played very stupidly.

They were all focused on using brute force, trying to push and charge headlong into the enemy.

The game went into a dead end, and the players were locked in a tight battle with their opponents, completely unaware of changing their strategy and utilizing space.

Sometimes, Mr. Morton even misses Wei Lai.

This little guy would never let the game turn out like this.

"Where is China's number 25 player?"

A Dutch journalist suddenly asked a question.

In the crowd, Yao Chaoyang raised his hand so high he almost stood up, but no one called on him.

Fortunately, someone asked the question they wanted to ask.

"Cough cough!"

Old Master Morton coughed lightly and leaned forward slightly, saying, "I will give a unified response regarding Wei's issues!"

"First of all, Wei did not make any mistakes. The coaching staff still trusts him and is willing to develop him. As you can see, he has performed very well."

Upon hearing this, Yao Chaoyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"However, Wei is currently experiencing some health problems."

Yao Chaoyang's heart skipped a beat.

You won't be hurt, right?

"Due to the high frequency of matches and high intensity of training, his body is under high stress. We hope he can rest until he recovers. Currently, it seems he has about two weeks to recover."

After a pause, Morton suddenly looked towards the press box and said:
"The coaching staff has high expectations for Wei, so there's no need to worry about him not getting opportunities!"

After saying that, he got up and left.

The reporters were also somewhat stunned.

This can be considered a statement from the coaching staff; Wei Lai has entered the core player evaluation category of the coaching staff.

At the training base, Wei Lai was immersed in liquid nitrogen cold air for two minutes, which was not a long time.

As the hatch opened, a rush of cold air rose up.

Wei Lai walked out wearing only his underwear and stretched his stiff body briefly.

"How much longer?!"

Wei Lai's tone carried a hint of frustration.

The physical therapist glanced at Wei Lai and said with a smile, "It'll be soon!"

Wei Lai hung his head; "You said the same thing last week!"

"It'll be ready soon, in two weeks at most!"

Wei Lai rolled his eyes.

Just then, footsteps could be heard outside.

Wei Lai turned his head and looked over; the first thing he saw was a shiny bald head.

Dennis Chilbong walked over, glanced at Wei Lai, nodded slightly, and then said to the physiotherapist in Dutch, "I can begin my rehabilitation training now."

Dennis Chilburne, one of the future talents of Amsterdam Sporting.

He started as a right-back, but had to rest for a while due to injury.

Wei Lai wasn't close to him. There was no way around it; they didn't speak the same language and couldn't communicate.

Dennis Chilburn took off his clothes and walked into the liquid nitrogen chamber, but his eyes were on Wei Lai. He suddenly spoke in concise English.
"You! You kicked very well!"

Wei Lai paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you! I look forward to your return!"

After that, the two stopped talking.

In the evening, a simulated lesson was held.

Wei Lai is currently undergoing dribbling and ball control training.

The ground was littered with markers, and Wei Lai had to use the instep and the back of his foot to alternately touch the ball and navigate through these obstacles.

"The speed of the movement is not the key, but the rhythm and the deception. A flick of the ball and a spike are both deceptive movements. It would be even better if you could appropriately increase the deception through details such as eye contact, body orientation, and even some ankle flicks!"

"Continuous touches! No breaks!"

After Wei Lai broke through this complex and scattered obstacle zone, he began to pounce forward on the ball, taking large strides to sprint forward.

"Different situations call for different approaches. When there's a large open space in front of you, continuous touches are no longer effective. What you need to increase is speed, not frequency. Don't tap the ball! Flick it! That's right! Just do it!"

After a sprint back and forth, Wei Lai finally stopped in front of Coach Aleven.

Wei Lai, panting heavily, slightly stretched his stiff leg muscles and said, "My legs were so numb when we went through the obstacle course!"

"Of course!" Coach Alvin laughed. "Continuous and rapid shifts in the center of gravity inevitably involve a lot of muscle strength and explosive power, which is normal. The key is that you do it correctly and continuously."

Wei Lai nodded; "It feels pretty good!"

Coach Aleven nodded and smiled again.

In fact, Wei Lai has already done an excellent job.

The footwork rhythm was well controlled; although not particularly fast, the rhythm was excellent.

Whether it's ball control training or dribbling training, it's an extremely tedious training method.

The training wasn't very interesting; the only requirement was to keep touching the ball.

Feel the frequency of the ball's contact, feel the force of the contact, feel all these changes.

"But I don't feel like I'm making any progress!"

Wei Lai grinned.

Coach Aleven smiled and said, "No progress?"

After saying that, he picked up the ball and said to Wei Lai, "You stop the ball."

He tossed the ball up, then swung his right foot sharply, sending the ball soaring into the sky.

Wei Lai tilted his head back, and his body moved to the left almost subconsciously.

But at that moment, Coach Aleven suddenly leaned over and said, "Stop it!"

Distracted, Wei Lai leaned forward and then suddenly bent over. At the moment the ball touched his back, his whole body undulated and tilted slightly. The ball lost its momentum and stopped at his left hand, just in time to separate him from Coach Aleven.

"Ugh?"

Wei Lai paused for a moment, as if savoring the feeling from just now.

Coach Aleven laughed and said, "After touching the ball repeatedly, your body gradually gets used to this feeling. Even if you use other parts of your body, you can still achieve the same result."

"Football only prohibits touching with your hands, but it doesn't restrict other areas. Use your body—your head, shoulders, chest, back, and even your buttocks—these can all be your weapons."

Integrating into a team is a relatively long process, involving not only tactical integration but also interpersonal relationships.

Both of these need to be handled well; failure to meet the standard in either one will affect one's performance at the club.

Wei Lai's integration has been quite good; at the very least, his relationship with a group of top teammates has become extremely harmonious.

This was Wei Lai's third week of rest, and on this day, old man Morton lost his temper.

The roar was deafening; when this old man got angry, he really did resemble a hair dryer coach.

The reason Morton was angry was simple: Kenny Taylor, Gaeri, and some substitutes had secretly gone to the 'pleasure zone' on the banks of the Amstel River.

The coaching staff rarely inquires about the players' private lives, but such indulgences during the season, especially when captured by the media, can cause serious problems.

There are many scandals in professional football. A group of grown men spend all their time together, under the high pressure of the league, and with a few drinks, it's not incomprehensible that they would make such a decision.

However, Atlético Amsterdam has strict requirements in this regard. During the off-season, they will not inquire too much, but they cannot be photographed by the media and cause any impact on the club.

On the one hand, the club is still in the league season.

On the other hand, the impact of public opinion is still unfolding.

These two issues combined infuriated Mr. Morton.

To make an example of him, Mr. Morton demoted Kenny Taylor to the reserves.

Gaeri may not get a chance to play in the upcoming matches.

As for the other substitutes, Mr. Morton doesn't care about them at all and will probably get rid of them during the transfer window.

But none of this affected Wei Lai. From that day on, Wei Lai was finally able to enter the training camp.

The report from the follow-up medical examination showed that Wei Lai's health had recovered very well.

Even Wei Lai himself felt that his body was noticeably lighter, his movements became more crisp and efficient, and his mind became more active.

"left!"

On the training field, Wei Lai passed the ball back to Dennis Zilben, who then launched a precise 45-degree long pass to Konrad Lehmann in front of him.

After breaking through the defender, Konrad Lehmann swept his foot across the box, and Felix pounced on the loose ball to score.

The entire counterattack was concise and efficient, which improved Mr. Morton's gloomy expression somewhat.

Judging from the current situation, Atlético Amsterdam is visibly moving towards a better state.

"We'll have to set performance targets for next season!"

Mr. Morton nodded slightly.

With the season almost over and only a few games left, there's nothing he can do to turn things around.

But they can't afford to drift aimlessly when the next season starts.

Atlético Amsterdam wants to return to where they once were.

"hiss!"

On the sidelines, Reyes gasped as the team doctor bandaged and stabilized his injured shoulder.

Despite undergoing basic treatment, he has not yet entered a period of rest.

The reason is simple: he wants to play as many games as possible.

Morton turned to Reyessa: "He still doesn't intend to receive treatment?"

Peschan nodded; "Yes, sir!"

"Is he afraid that Wei will take his starting position?" Morton asked again.

Pessanley grinned but remained silent.

That's the reality. Professional football is cruel. Reyesa's injury will keep him out for who knows how long, but once he leaves, Wei Lai will be able to get more starting opportunities without any problem.

Wei Lai's current performance and tactical positioning are putting a lot of pressure on Reyesa, who dares not and cannot rest.

"Well"

Old Master Morton pondered for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Have Reyes come to see me in a bit!"

After saying that, the old man turned and left.

Back in his office, Mr. Morton took out his tactical board and kept adjusting it.

The lack of organization and creativity in Amsterdam's sporting events needs to be addressed by Wei Lai, which is one of the reasons why Mr. Morton is eager to cultivate Wei Lai.

This period also shows that the changes Wei Lai brought to Amsterdam Sport are visible to the naked eye.

That match against PSV Eindhoven proved everything.

Wei Lai not only forms a chemical reaction with Conrad Lehmann and Felix, but he also has a good ability to coexist with others.

All of this proves that in the new season, Wei Lai will definitely be part of Morton's tactical plan, and may even occupy a very important part of it.

"The composition of the midfield!"

Old Master Morton narrowed his eyes slightly.

There are limits to the distribution of ball possession; if some players touch the ball more, then others will inevitably touch it less.

In this Amsterdam Atlético team, Wei Lai and Hendrick will share the distribution of ball possession.

At this point, having Kenny Taylor would seem somewhat superfluous.

It's not that Kenny Taylor is incompetent, but compared to the other two, his role is not as significant.

The current setup is that Hendrick has partial ball possession and contributes to the offense.

Wei Lai controls part of the ball possession and organizes the offense.

This significantly reduces the defensive commitment of these two players.

Furthermore, with Hendrick positioned further forward, Wei Lai alone was unable to form an effective defensive buffer zone.

"Wei needs a bodyguard!"

Mr. Morton believed that Wei Lai needed a bodyguard or protector.