Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 259 I Have a Group of Awesome Teammates
"No way! Go for the sunny, youthful image. He's only 17. What's with this sexy image? All of that is out!"

"No beautiful models, and definitely no harmful promotional products. Remember! Positive! Healthy! Optimistic! That's the path he should take!"

"Through the agency's contacts with the media, I'm going to buy headlines and spread all the news about Wei. I want all of Europe to know that the Eredivisie has such a genius!"

Roy kept making phone calls.

He was really serious about it; from now on, he was going to promote Wei Lai.

A star player is made through playing, but also through marketing and promotion.

"What did they say in Amsterdam? Will they be able to qualify for the Champions League next season?"

Roy stared at Mendy and asked.

Mendy has gone from being an agent to a gofer.

no way!
The boss was in charge personally, so he could only run errands.

“We’re still very confident here in Amsterdam!” Mendy responded.

Roy nodded; "Very good. From now on, mobilize all the reporters I employ and have them write reports about Wei. Next season, once Atlético Amsterdam enters the Champions League, we will start vying for the Golden Boy nomination list!"

After saying that, he turned to Mendy and asked, "What's the situation in Amsterdam regarding salaries?"

Mendy: "Since Wei's salary has already been raised once, they hope to allow him some time to settle down, and at most, they can increase his goal and assist bonuses!"

"Bullshit!" Roy cursed out. "Tell them that Wei single-handedly supports half of their club. We don't want the top salary, but the weekly wage of 50,000 euros is non-negotiable. Let's continue negotiating!"

Roy turned around and clapped his hands.

This is a photography studio, where he has invited top makeup artists and photographers to shoot a series of pictorials for Wei Lai.

"Everyone, please bear with us. Time is tight. We need to finish in two hours!" Roy turned to look for Wei Lai.

Finally, he saw Wei Lai squatting on the ground in the corner.

At this moment, Wei Lai looked exhausted, his eyes were lifeless, and his eyelids were drooping.

God knows how he spent those three days.

On the first day, he held talks with the club's management and the Amsterdam City Hall.

Of course, Roy was the one dealing all the damage, while Wei Lai just kept smiling.

The next day, Roy dragged him to the club's office building and started arguing with the club, demanding a pay raise.

Salary is still under negotiation, but his tactical role has been secured.

The third day, which is today, is the busiest day.

In the morning, he gave four interviews at his home.

It's just taking pictures and pretending.

The content was fabricated by the journalists themselves.

Even so, it is still very tiring.

In the afternoon, he was pulled over to shoot a magazine spread. The makeup alone took almost an hour, and he also had to pose in various ways with the photographer.

Wei Lai raised his head and said bitterly, "Roy, I can't hold on much longer."

Roy came over, squatted down, and gently comforted him, "There's one last set."

Wei Lai said pitifully, "You just said that too!"

Roy was embarrassed; "Really? It really is the last group."

Wei Lai looked unmotivated.

Roy sighed, took his phone out of his pocket, and made a call.

"Is it all done? Okay! I'm relieved!"

After hanging up the phone, Roy looked at Wei Lai; "Open your phone and check your bank card balance!"

"what?"

Wei Lai was stunned for a moment, but still took out his phone, opened his bank card, and his eyes widened instantly.

"So many zeros!"

Roy laughed and said, "450 million euros after tax, this is your payment."

Wei Lai stared blankly at his phone.

"I'm a multi-millionaire now!"

Roy raised an eyebrow; "Are you motivated now?"

Wei Lai immediately stood up, looking refreshed.

"Damn! What are you filming? Say something!"

What do people do once they have money?
Wei Lai had thought about many things, but they were all just thoughts. When he actually had money, he did nothing.

Or rather, there's not much else to do!

Do not!
There's something I need to do!
Wei Lai arrived at the sports center on his electric scooter.

“Today is not a training day!” Wohein came out and looked at Wei Lai strangely.

Wei Lai stared at Wohein; "I will never come here again."

"What?" Vohein was stunned.

Is there anything we did that didn't satisfy you?

“No!” Wei Lai shook his head, pointing at Wohein: “I’m here to hire your team!”

Wei Lai waved his hand dismissively; "Pack your things and come to my place, I have training today!"

Wohein paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"Hold on!"

After saying that, he immediately turned around and ran over.

In no time, he led a group of six people, carrying large and small bags, to Wei Lai.

Wohein pointed at Wei Lai and introduced him to the team members:
"This is our boss!"

The six members immediately called for backup.

"boss!"

Wohein looked at Wei Lai; "How do we get there?"

Wei Lai blinked: "You guys take a taxi, I'll ride an electric scooter!"

Vohyn: "."

In the evening, Wei Lai spoke with his parents on the phone.

Where did you get so much money?

Wei Laigang transferred one million euros to Wei Chenggong.

"The fruits of my labor!" Wei Lai said with a smile; "I've landed a big endorsement deal."

Wei Chenggong: "It's good that you're making money, but you don't have to give us so much!"

“Dad, you’re in business, so cash flow is very important. Keep some money on hand for emergencies. If all else fails, you can buy Mom a bag or some clothes. If you ask me, you should just close that factory and go on a round-the-world trip. I’ll support you!”

Wei Chenggong laughed and scolded, "You brat, I can still make money!"

Chen Qian: "Xiao Lai, how was the food over there? Did you like it?"

Wei Lai: "It's pretty good, and I can't eat too much greasy food anyway."

Chen Qian: "Okay! As long as you've eaten your fill, don't go hungry!"

"Mom! Don't worry," Wei Lai couldn't help but laugh; "The club won't let me go hungry."

Wei Lai talked to his parents on the phone for a while, and after hanging up, he looked at Elant Roy, who was sitting on the sofa in shorts and a short-sleeved shirt.

This guy has settled into Wei Lai's small villa.

He had some things to take care of in the Netherlands, and with many things still unresolved on Wei Lai's side, he couldn't leave.

Just as he said, from now on, Wei Lai will personally handle everything.

"Next week, I'm going to China for a business trip. I also need to discuss a few endorsement deals with you there." Roy paused, then said, "I'll handle the rest. You just need to keep performing well on the court. Also, Nike and Adidas have started bidding for your endorsement deals in China. I'll let you know when the time is right!"

Wei Lai: "Do I still need to film?"

Roy: "Of course!"

Wei Lai immediately covered his head; "Spare me!"

Roy didn't respond, but continued, "The travel plan will officially start next week, and the Amsterdam City Hall is communicating with immigration authorities to open up fan visas, which will make things even more convenient with just a ticket."

“Travel agencies and online bloggers in your area are also in contact, and Racing Amsterdam will also provide some exclusive tickets for Chinese fans every week. You will occasionally need to cooperate with fan meet-and-greets.”

Wei Lai grinned; "Again?"

Roy held out his palm: "Fifty thousand euros a week!"

Wei Lai: "Greetings!"

A simulated classroom, a Premier League match.

Wei Lai was caught in a double-team with the ball, and in the past, he would have panicked.

But after doing this many times, he became more experienced.

Step on the ball to create some space, feign a sideways pass to draw the two opponents apart, then push with the instep of your foot to pass the ball through the gap.

boom!
They act swiftly and think clearly.

This is the product of extensive observation, quick decision-making, and experience.

There's no need to outmaneuver or escape; the most suitable approach at the moment is the best choice.

The ball was passed along the wing to number 7's feet.

This guy is really strong; he can charge and shoot, he's fast, has explosive power, and is agile in changing direction.

Most importantly, his archery skills are amazing!
This is an epic upgrade for He Chaoyue!

And then there's the short, stout number 10 in the middle.

Don't let its short stature fool you, it's incredibly resilient and has a ferocious impact. Once it gets going, it's like a wild boar, unstoppable.

Wei Lai is currently trying to develop the abilities of these two players as much as possible through his own choices, so that they can drive the offense.

boom!
A powerful long-range shot from forty meters away pierced the goal.

Wei Lai grinned from ear to ear.

That's fucking unfair!

Fifteen minutes later, a free kick was taken by Wei Lai. He delivered a precise free kick, and number 7 leaped up and headed the ball into the net, scoring another goal.

"Yes!"

Wei Lai swung his fist forcefully.

Since arriving at Amsterdam Arena, Wei Lai feels that his form and ability are rapidly improving, which is a very positive sign.

Now, playing in the Premier League is not as strenuous for him as it used to be.

Of course, this is also why Manchester United is such a strong team.

Wei Lai can no longer take the lead in doing anything, but he will no longer be a hindrance.

"Boss! Well said!"

After scoring with a header, number 7 went to Wei Lai and high-fived him in celebration.

However, number 7 had some accent issues when speaking English.

This was often teased by his teammates. "Boss~~ Great pass~~"

"Hey! Your accent is so strong, it's not fashionable at all. Aren't you the one who loves fashion the most?"

"Put on your Armani bodysuit, it might cover up some of your old-fashioned accent, hahaha!"

Hearing his teammates' teasing, number 7 angrily retaliated.

However, the effect was minimal.

Hey! I have an accent too!

Wei Lai frowned and said, "Are you all going to make fun of me too?"

The crowd fell silent instantly, and a few even seemed extremely afraid of themselves.

Wei Lai was also a little puzzled.

These people call themselves boss, and they seem very afraid of me.

How do they perceive themselves?

Back on the sidelines, Wei Lai looked at Giggs curiously and asked, "What do I look like when you look at me?"

Giggs turned his head: "You don't know?"

"I don't know!" Wei Lai shook his head.

Giggs nodded; “Okay, that’s the rule. You can think of yourself as Keane, that’s how they see you.”

Wei Lai suddenly realized.

He knew it! That's why these people are so afraid of him.

If it were Keane, then it would make sense, since even Wei was intimidated by that guy.

Suddenly, Giggs shut up, got up, and left.

Wei Lai was still wondering when, in the next second, the hair dryer started running at high power.

"Damn it! You lousy guy, you're doing it again, shifting the blame to your teammates!"

Coach Ferguson started yelling at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai covered his ears: "I'm just developing their abilities!"

"Bullshit! That's just shirking responsibility. You need to take control of the game."

"How can I control it? I'm not capable enough right now!"

"So, I'll let you practice again!"

"If I don't practice well, you'll scold me again!"

"That's still better than not trying at all. And you have to listen to me, no matter what I say!" Coach Ferguson leaned closer, spitting as he spoke. "What I say is right! You have to listen! That's an order!"

"A stubborn old man!"

Wei Lai cursed angrily and then ran away.

Coach Ferguson, his face flushed, pointed at Wei Lai and roared at the others, "Grab him! Grab him!"

In the early morning, after Wei Lai got up, he felt a dull ache in his buttocks.

Even though it's an illusion, it still makes me feel uncomfortable.

"You old bastard, you're really kicking my ass to death!"

Wei Lai couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath. Sometimes he really couldn't handle Coach Ferguson. Getting scolded was a daily occurrence, and getting kicked in the butt was also a daily occurrence.

Wei Lai finally understood the love-hate expression on Coach Beckham's face when he mentioned Ferguson's name.

After entering October, the four rounds of matches were almost all against relatively weak opponents.

The fourth round of the Europa League, which is the second cycle, will not begin until early November.

In December, the Dutch Cup will be added to the schedule.

It's fair to say that since December, playing two matches a week has become commonplace.

Even if Coach Morton is very protective of Wei Lai, he may not be able to completely eliminate the problem of playing two games a week.

In the three league matches in October, Atlético Amsterdam faced relatively weak opponents.

In the eighth round, Atlético Amsterdam will play away against Rotterdam.

In the ninth round, Atlético Amsterdam will host AZ Alkmaar.

In the tenth round, Atlético Amsterdam will play Enschede away.

In these three rounds of matches, Atlético Amsterdam achieved a perfect record of three wins.

In the three rounds of the competition, Wei Lai contributed one assist.

Especially in the tenth round against Enschede, Wei Lai's ability to break the "bus" formation was fully unleashed when facing the opponent's defensive tactics.

Despite not providing an assist, his precise set pieces and corner kicks repeatedly disrupted Enschede's defense, helping his team defeat their opponents 3-1.

After ten rounds of matches, Atlético Amsterdam has achieved a record of 9-1-0, leading the standings with 28 points.

PSV Eindhoven and Elfelter, who are close behind, are both currently behind in points.

Meanwhile, Konrad Lechmann leads the scoring charts with 11 goals.

Felix is ​​third in the top scorers list with 7 goals.

In the assists rankings, Wei Lai tops the list with 7 assists.

Atlético Amsterdam's fierce attacking firepower has been overwhelming for the entire Eredivisie.

In the 11th round, they will face PSV Eindhoven at home.

For Eredivisie teams today, especially those in the title race, their only hope is that PSV Eindhoven can curb Atlético Amsterdam's incredible form.

After all, if this trend continues, the gap in scores will only widen.

For Atlético Amsterdam, this means they will once again face a situation of playing two matches a week.

On Wednesday, November 1st, they will host Radiance Athens in the Europa League.

This is crucial for Atlético Amsterdam to advance to the knockout stage two rounds early.

On Saturday, November 4th, they will host PSV Eindhoven in an Eredivisie match.

A clash of titans within the Dutch Eredivisie.

Both of these matches were quite crucial.

Wednesday, Europa League match.

Amstel River Stadium

61 minutes into the match, Atlético Amsterdam and Radiant Athens were tied 0-0.

The intensity of this match far exceeded expectations.

Once Athena Glory entered the game, they went into a fierce state, constantly committing various fouls against them.

At the slightest sign of danger, they immediately put down their shovels.

Athens Glory currently has five yellow cards on their hands.

But Athens Glory had no choice. If they wanted to advance to the knockout stage, they had to fight tooth and nail against Amsterdam and win. A draw wouldn't do.

"Wei is standing at the penalty spot again. This is Atlético Amsterdam's fourth set piece of the match, and this time the position is quite good, already within Wei's shooting range!"

Van Gaal looked solemnly at the large screen.

The cost of this match was quite high. Konrad Lehmann was tackled and brought down in the 40th minute of the first half and was quickly carried off the field, apparently injured.

Diego Ruma, who came off the bench, had decent dribbling skills, but he still couldn't produce the same efficient finishing as Konrad Lechmann.

As for Felix, he was closely watched by Athenian Radiance from beginning to end.

'Damn! The Athens wrestling team, right? They've been using sliding tackles the whole time!'

Five yellow cards! And that's just for those currently on the field; two more players with yellow cards were substituted at halftime.

"Wei Lai! Give it your all! Hold on!"

"No! Don't let Athens draw! Winning this match will get us into the knockout stage, and the pressure will be much less!"

Not only Chinese fans, but also the Red and White youth fans at Amstel River Stadium were extremely excited.

While they were shouting and cursing at the Athens players, they were also nervously watching the field.

"Shut up! Shut up! All of you shut the fuck up!"

Buck roared, "Don't bother Wei! Shut up!!"

Buck yelled at the top of his lungs, finally stopping the guys.

He turned his head to look at the boy standing at the penalty spot on the court.

"God! Protect Wei! Punish him and send him in!"

Buck can only pray!

At that moment, the whistle blew.

Everyone's emotions suddenly tightened, and their hearts were in their throats.

Wei comes to help run.

dong dong dong dong!

His running start was like stepping on the beat of a heartbeat, making them so nervous they could hardly breathe.

The next second, Wei Lai swung his arm and raised his right leg.

boom!
Grass clippings flew everywhere.

The ball shot up from the ground!

The wall of players jumped up suddenly, but none of them managed to reach the ball.

Diego Ruma looked up at the trajectory of the ball, its beautiful arc resembling a rainbow.

"Falling! Falling!" Diego Ruma gritted his teeth. "Falling!"

Swish!
The ball plummeted downwards, disappearing into the top right corner of the goal through an absolute dead end.

Snapped!
The moment he scored, Wei Lai clenched his fist, swung his arm violently, and roared.

But his voice was immediately drowned out by the fierce cheers from the crowd.

Whoosh who ...

Tens of thousands of fans at the stadium jumped up and celebrated wildly the moment the goal was scored.

"Free kick scored! Wei's aim was perfect for the far post, a crucial set piece that finally gave Atletico Amsterdam a goal!"

The enthusiastic cheers from the crowd seeped into the locker room through the gaps.

Konrad Lechmann's thigh was bandaged, and he had pulled a muscle, but he was still completely focused on watching the game on the television screen.

When Wei Lai scored, Konrad Lechmann stood up excitedly.

"Piao hiss!!!"

Konrad Lehmann gasped as a pain shot through his thigh, but he didn't forget to celebrate.

"Great job! Wei! You did a fantastic job!"

Konrad Lehmann had a bright smile on his face.

What's the point of you shoveling me down?

I still have a group of awesome teammates!

(End of this chapter)