Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 280 Just do it!

"Milan FC makes a substitution, Rafael has been taken off!"

Wearing the number 10 jersey for AC Milan FC, Rafael's back view looked extremely helpless.

His steps were heavy, no longer as agile as before. It's unclear when it started, but people's impression of Rafael has always been that of someone wearing the number 10 jersey; he is the epitome of a key player.

This midfield maestro, who rose to prominence in France, took his football artistry to Europe, and stood at the pinnacle of the world, ultimately could not withstand the test of time.

A spectacular volley in the Champions League final!

A goal and an assist in the World Cup final!
These were all famous scenes he 'directed'.

But new talents emerge in every generation!
No matter how powerful or how gifted one is, one can never escape the ravages of time.

Someone is walking downhill!
But there are always people who are in their prime!
"Ha~~"

Wei Lai let out a long sigh, his heart filled with mixed emotions as he watched Raphael's retreating figure.

I've watched him play football since I was a child, and I've watched him lead the team to victory after victory.

In Wei Lai's understanding, Raphael was omnipotent, and victory should have been his for the taking.

But even someone as incredibly talented as him couldn't withstand the test of time. His physical condition and form declined, and his body and steps became heavy. Although Rafael's performance in this match was good, it was a far cry from his peak.

“Focus!”

Musar walked over and looked at Wei Lai, giving him a reminder.

The latter immediately nodded, indicating that he understood.

Musar smiled slightly.

Musar and Rafael were midfielders of the same era, and both were among the best.

He is the one who understands their current situation best.

However, unlike Rafael who still holds a core position, the Amsterdam team has Wei Lai and Konrad Lehmann on the offensive end.

The defense features Reyessa and Dennis Chilburn.

He instilled stability in the team.

But at the same time, aren't these young people also supporting themselves?
For any distance he can no longer run, someone will always help him run it.

In areas he can't cover, someone else always manages to arrive a step ahead.

This is the meaning of teamwork!

Compared to Sporting Amsterdam, AC Milan FC is certainly a powerhouse with excellent players in their squad, but their overall team building is not particularly well-developed.

This is also why 36-year-old Rafael pushed himself to the point of exhaustion.

Early morning, on the stone steps of the Jiaozhou Willys Training Base.

Yang Fan sat there, wearing a thick training uniform. Sweat dripped down his forehead and cheeks, leaving a damp trail on the ground.

He held his phone in his hand, which was playing the Europa League knockout match between Atlético Amsterdam and FC Milan from the previous night.

Atletico Amsterdam defeated FC Milan 3-1 in the first leg.

In the 87th minute, Konrad Lehmann scored again to seal the victory, completing his brace.

Even so, the best player award for this match was still given to Wei Lai.

That's right!

His friends, brothers, and teammates are now dominating the European leagues.

Two years ago, they were still competing together in the U17 World Cup, but now the gap between them has widened significantly.

"Suck!"

Yang Fan sniffed and slowly stood up; "That's fucking awesome!"

After breakfast, Jiaozhou Weili will begin their intensive training.

This season, the club has undergone significant changes. Head coach Zhang Zhenting stepped down from his position and joined the Chinese Football Association to lead the youth football development team.

To fill this vacancy and strengthen the coaching team, Jiaozhou Willys spared no expense in inviting veteran German coach Hines to take the helm.

"Press it! Yang! You've got it, trust your instincts!"

During an intra-team practice match, Hines shouted loudly.

At his shout, Yang Fan on the wing immediately started moving, quickly overlapping to the side. The moment Jersey controlled the ball, he had already rushed to the side, while making a slight deceleration, as if waiting.

The moment Jersey regained control of the ball, he immediately started moving again.

At the same time, Jersey also inserted it along his ribs.

Yang Fan's run followed an arc, bypassing the full-back and immediately reaching the ball's landing point, where he gently chipped the ball over the goalkeeper.

The ball was lobbed into the penalty area, where Zhao Lei stood like an iron tower. He didn't even need to jump much; with a slight flick of his head, he sent the ball into the goal.

"here you go!"

Hines shouted "Bravo!" and clapped enthusiastically.

"This is the combination of wing play and central play. We can't rely solely on Jersey's breakthroughs. Victory requires teamwork. Of course, you can also try to speed up the pace a bit!"

Unlike a meticulous German, Heins encouraged his players to rely on their instincts rather than the tactics themselves.

He always emphasizes that tactics are static; in the ever-changing arena, the players are the main players, and they must adjust themselves as the situation changes.

It's not that the players serve the tactics, but rather that the tactics serve the players.

A tactic that brings victory, whatever it may be, is the right one!

"Fake Stertuit!"

Yang Fan rushed to the coach's bench and gave Hines a hard high five.

Hines laughed and shouted, "That's right! Just do it! Trust your instincts!"

"They're so close?"

Wang Hao watched the two from the sidelines and couldn't help but grin.

He looked down on Yang Fan, who acted like a hot commodity as soon as his ex left.

However, he could understand. After all, Yang Fan was still a bit lacking compared to Zhang Zhenting, but Hines really liked Yang Fan's cheerful and straightforward personality.

"The old man said that Yang Fan has the instincts of a wild animal. He doesn't use his brain to play football, but he has an intuition that will make him appear in the most dangerous positions!"

Yang Wei said slowly.

Chang Chen-ting left, but some of the coaches stayed and joined Hines' coaching staff.

Of course, they are still getting used to each other, since Hines' tactical system is more complex than Chang Chen-ting's.

Not only the players, but also the coaches need to understand and work together.

"He really does always go to random places!"

Wang Haodao.

Yang Wei was silent for a moment; "The old man said that our midfield can't support Yang Fan's kind of running. Either the vision is too narrow, or the pace is too slow. The overall sluggishness has prevented Yang Fan's abilities from being fully developed."

"Is it our fault?" Wang Hao turned his head.

Yang Wei remained silent.

To be honest, he was completely impressed by Hines.

He is a world-renowned manager, just like Mr. Morton, and his understanding of tactics is beyond question.

However, unlike Morton's approach to team building, Hines is more meticulous.

He even required every coach to fully understand the fundamentals of tactics.

Yang Wei saw the office lights still on in the early hours of the morning many times. If an old man was working so hard, what reason did they have to slack off?

Moreover, Hines personally taught them how to implement tactics and how to adapt to changing circumstances.

Yang Wei has been immersed in a vast sea of ​​tactical problems during this period.

The old man said that all panic stems from insufficient tactical reserves. As long as one has enough tactical knowledge, one can deal with any problem or situation.

"I heard that the old man has taken a liking to that little fellow from Madu?"

Wang Hao asked.

Yang Wei nodded; "That's right, we're in contact with Ma Duzhenxiang, hoping to bring Pei Le over."

"This is going to be tough! Zhenxiang won't release him!"

"There's been some progress!" Yang Wei said.

Wang Hao was surprised; "It can work?"

"We can't guarantee it right now, but there's hope!"

Wang Hao turned his head again to look at the training field, where he saw young people speeding around, and couldn't help but sigh:
"When did Willie become like this?!"

The old Jiaozhou Weili was a club for retired men, a place for old folks to enjoy their retirement.

But now they're practically a youth team!
Many of the former players from Jiaozhou Weili, after experiencing the pace and intensity of the game, have become somewhat reluctant to play.

This is not a good place to retire. Hines will squeeze every last bit of their value and physical strength out of them!

"It all started around the time of Wei Lai!"

Wang Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

Since Wei Lai achieved great success in the first team, he has also shone brightly in European competitions.

Club general manager Liu Chengyun proposed a so-called "ten-year tree cultivation" plan.

He began to promote a large number of talents from football academies and reserve teams, and put them all into the first team to try them out. Those who had the ability stayed, and those who didn't got out.

Every week and every month, a group of young people come to the first team for training.

To be honest, Wang Hao and the others didn't like this feeling; they were thoroughly messed up.

no way!
The influx of a large number of young people has led to a sharp increase in overall internal competitive pressure.

Jiaozhou Weili didn't have the habit of extra training in the past, but now, many first-team main players, such as Chen Jinyu and Zheng Tao, are secretly doing extra training to maintain their form and starting positions.

Those little devils were like wolf cubs, staring at them with eerie glints in their eyes.

They can't afford to waste time with these young people who are still on the rise, so they have to work extra hard. This has led to them having less and less time to get together, and the old culture of friendly drinking after work has been completely eroded.

boom!
On the field, Yang Fan made a through pass and immediately yelled at Jersey.

"Fake Stertuit!"

Wang Hao grinned; "He's always spouting foreign languages, how would he know what they mean?"

Yang Fan clenched his fist and roared again:

"Just do it!"

Wang Hao and Yang Wei both fell silent.

"You want to go to Willie?"

In the general manager's office of Madu Zhenxiang, Li Kai rubbed his temples, pretending to have a headache.

Pei Le lowered his head, put his hands behind his back, and remained silent.

This already makes their stance clear.

He wanted to leave for a simple reason: Madu Zhenxiang wanted to achieve good results, so they officially announced another batch of foreign players.

These powerful foreign players are almost all midfielders. Pei Le's living environment is inherently harsh. Although he performed well last season, he still could not become a starting player.

In addition, the club always told him to take it slow and kept dragging things out.

But Pei Le wants to be a starter. He wants a game where he can play consistently. He can't guarantee playing every game of the season, but he wants to be given enough attention.

But Ma Duzhenxiang's current attitude is different from what they said.

“There’s no place for me in the starting lineup this season.” Pei Le pursed his lips. “I’m very grateful to the club for letting me embark on a professional career and for giving me the opportunity to try, but I need a starting position.”

Pei Le looked up and said firmly, "I need a full season of experience!"

"Will Willie really give you a starting position? Let you play a full season?" Li Kai retorted.

Pei Le: "I don't know, but they are definitely doing it. There are already six young players in the first team's starting lineup, and Yang Fan and Zhao Lei played almost every game last season."

Needless to say, Pei Le meant that Willie was more willing to give young people opportunities.

He needs experience on the field and continuous playing time, but Madu Zhenxiang will not give him that opportunity.

"Alright! Alright! I understand!"

Li Kai waved his hand, signaling Pei Le to leave.

Pei Le bowed and left the office. Li Kai dialed a number, and soon a staff member entered the office.

"What did Willie say?"

Staff member Xiao Chen said, "Willie doesn't accept loans; they want a one-time buyout."

“A buyout!” Li Kai frowned. “What about the repurchase clause?”

For professional clubs, transfers are a common occurrence.

Li Kai and Ma Duzhenxiang naturally hope that Pei Le will stay at the club to ensure that there will be no shortage of midfielders in the future.

However, at the same time, they also want results, so they cannot continue to give Pei Le opportunities to train, which leads to a contradictory cycle.

On the one hand, they wanted Pei Le to stay, but on the other hand, they couldn't guarantee his position in the main team.

Therefore, they decided to let Pei Le go out for training, but with the right of first refusal to buy him back.

Xiao Chen pursed his lips: "I guess I've agreed, but I haven't completely agreed."

"What do you mean by agreeing?" Li Kai asked impatiently.

Xiao Chen: "Williams said that if it's a domestic transfer, we have the right of first refusal, but if Pei Le chooses to play abroad through Willie, we can't interfere."

"Studying abroad?" Li Kai was stunned.

"They want to send Xiao Le away?"

“At present, Willie’s exchanges with Atlético Amsterdam are becoming more and more frequent, and there is a lot more cooperation between youth training programs. Moreover, it’s not just Amsterdam; they have also facilitated youth training cooperation agreements with Liège in Belgium, Sporting Lisbon in Portugal, Belgrade in Serbia, and some second and third league teams in England, Spain, and Germany!”

Li Kai was stunned.

"So many? Have these foreign clubs lost their minds? Why are they all flocking to Willie? What's the reason?"

Xiao Chen smiled wryly: "Because they have success stories!"

Li Kai blinked, and he quickly remembered Wei Lai, who was shining brightly in the Dutch Eredivisie.

"Is there any way we can send Xiao Le away?" Li Kai muttered to himself.

But he soon sighed again.

They have no channels.

Moreover, Pei Le's abilities are insufficient to establish himself in European competitions.

Another issue is that they cannot guarantee Pei Le's performance while also giving him enough opportunities.

"That's settled then. We'll have the priority to buy back domestically transferred players. If they really go abroad, then we'll let them go!" Li Kai waved his hand. "Tell Willie, we don't want a share of the profits from a second transfer, but if they go abroad, we need to get 100 million in compensation!"

"Huh?" Xiao Chen was stunned: "Just one million?"

Compared to the revenue share from a secondary transfer, 100 million is practically useless!

Li Kai sighed softly and walked to the window, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Yes!

What good is a million dollars?

But if they don't ask for a single penny or add a single clause, Willie will definitely be wary.

Therefore, this is sending a signal.

If Pei Le can study abroad, then they will completely let go of him, so they will treat Xiao Le as their own child and raise him well!

Amsterdam Sporting Club, Netherlands, youth training camp.

The U18 level match had just ended when Truman hurriedly went to the sidelines.

"Brother!"

When Truman saw Wei Lai, he immediately ran over to him.

Wei Lai, dressed in casual clothes, stood at the door and nodded to him.

Wei Lai handed over a lunchbox.

"I just went to a Chinese restaurant and got some stuff to go for you!"

Truman's eyes lit up, and he immediately took the lunchbox.

"Thank you, senior!"

Upon opening the lunchbox, it was clear that it wasn't leftovers at all; it was filled to the brim, obviously a new meal specially prepared by Wei Lai.

"Senior brother~~~"

Truman looked deeply moved.

"Stop!"

Wei Lai pointed at Chu Men: "Don't try that on me."

"Hehe!" Truman chuckled and scratched his head.

Wei Lai: "How have you been lately?"

"Not bad! I've been performing well, and the head coach trusts me a lot. He even recommended me for the reserve team selection in April," Truman said.

Wei Lai was surprised; "So fast?"

Truman joined the Amsterdam Athletic youth academy less than four months ago, and he's already going to be selected for the reserve team.

Keep in mind that Truman is only 16 years old this year, which shows that the head coach really appreciates him.

"Take our talent for example."

Just as Truman was about to boast, Wei Lai stopped him immediately.

"Okay, stop yelling!"

Wei Lai shook his head with amusement: "You can share these with your friends to satisfy your cravings, but don't eat too much, it might affect your performance."

“If you encounter any difficulties while living here, you can come to me. Although I can’t help you solve too many problems, I have been here longer and have more experience.”

"Okay! Senior brother!" Truman chuckled again.

Wei Lai looked down and saw that Chu Men's sneakers were somewhat damaged.

The sneakers were damaged, with a small hole on the side.

Truman's family wasn't well-off, so he received free training from Sun Chengtao, and he also gained free training directly when he joined Amsterdam Athletic.

However, there are no sponsorship contracts for youth training, and the equipment must be purchased by the trainees themselves.

What shoe size do you wear?

Truman paused for a moment.

Wei Lai: "I also have a qualification to apply for basketball shoes. I don't like wearing the shoes provided by the club and have never used them, so I'll just give them to you."

Truman instinctively hid his ripped shoe behind his supporting foot, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"No need!"

"Stop being so fussy!" Wei Lai clicked his tongue lightly. "What size?"

Truman pursed his lips but still gave out his sneaker number.

"Okay! I'll bring it to you in a couple of days." Wei Lai nodded, indicating that he understood.

Truman looked at Wei Lai: "Senior brother, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Wei Lai waved his hand; "Let's continue training, I should go back now."

Forgetting Wei Lai's departing figure, Truman felt a warm glow inside, carrying his own lunchbox.

(End of this chapter)