Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 37 The Graduation Assessment Arrives Again (Please Add to Favorites)

The Future Stars Cup has concluded, and the players from Willie Football School have returned home with honors.

However, the importance of the competition was different, so there was no special treatment such as being personally greeted by school leaders.

However, the school director still personally attended to praise the players and encourage them.

After the commendation ceremony ended, Wei Lai and Yang Fan were called over by Old Man Chen and given a severe scolding.

Clearly, due to the violent conflict during the match, Wei Lai and Yang Fan each received a demerit, and that was the end of it.

In other words, it's all bark and no bite; they'll just teach them a lesson.

Wei Lai and Yang Fan have basically been included in the football academy's upgrade plan and are being cultivated as key players, so naturally they won't be punished too severely.

After the punishment ended, Yang Fan left, but Wei Lai was left behind.

"Starting tomorrow, you'll be joining a top-tier team!"

Old Chen didn't waste any words and got straight to the point.

Wei Lai was taken aback.

Two promotions in a row!
He only played one official match in the second division!

"Don't want to?"

Seeing that Wei Lai remained silent, Old Man Chen raised an eyebrow.

"No, no, no!" Wei Lai quickly waved his hand, he couldn't have been happier.

"Please inform your parents to come to the school to sign the contract!"

After saying that, Old Man Chen let Wei Lai leave.

Wei Lai was also filled with passion.

Signed!
This means he's about to sign a youth training contract, which signifies his official entry into the club's promotion system and becoming a key player for development.

Not only are tuition and fees waived, but other benefits are also top-notch.

In the evening, Wei Lai took the initiative to call his father.

Upon learning that Wei Lai had been officially promoted to a Class A team, Wei Chenggong was so excited that he almost shouted out loud.

This is the top-tier team from the Willys Football School!
This means that the career path is basically open, and for those who perform exceptionally well, the club's internal promotion channels are sufficient to support them to enter the Chinese Super League, and even don the national jersey to fight for the country.

Wei Chenggong said he would set off tonight and arrive at the football school tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Lai noticed that his other roommates were all looking at him.

"We've only been roommates for less than two months, and you've already been promoted!" Yuan Kai exclaimed.

First it was Wan Tao, and now it's Wei Lai.

Both of them leveled up at a rocket-like speed.

Although Hao Ren was envious, he still offered his congratulations.

Guo Fan was undoubtedly the one with the most complex feelings.

He should have been in the top-tier team this semester, but his poor performance has forced him to stay in the second-tier team.

In contrast, Wei Lai, who was only promoted to the second division this year, has now received special promotion and has been directly promoted to the first division team.

However, he had nothing to say.

Wei Lai's progress and performance are truly phenomenal!
In other words, the environment in League Two is limited for Wei Lai's growth. He really needs to move up to League One to experience higher-intensity matches, and even international cup competitions, in order to continue to develop.

Wei Lai didn't know what to say, so he simply stopped talking about these things and lay down on the bed to go to sleep.

My consciousness gradually sank, as if a thick fog had been cleared, and a ray of light came into view.

When he reappeared on the virtual field, Coach Ironwall was already standing in the center of the court, waiting for him.

"Are you ready?"

Coach Tiebi, seeing Wei Lai's serious expression, couldn't help but smile and ask.

Wei Lai nodded vigorously; "Ready!"

Coach Tiebi nodded and waved, as a deafening cheer erupted in his ears.

Whoosh!!!

"Forward! Chelsea!!"

"Forward! Chelsea!!"

"Forward! Chelsea!!"

"We are the Iron-Blooded Blue Army!!!"

Amidst the deafening cheers of tens of thousands of people, Wei Lai felt every pore on his body shrink, his pupils trembled slightly, and his heartbeat gradually climbed.

Despite having experienced it once before, he still felt a jolt in his heart. Wei Lai turned his head left and right and looked around, finding himself standing on the court, surrounded by teammates wearing blue jerseys.

On their opposite side were their opponents, dressed in red with black vertical stripes.

"The task for this assessment is to complete a predictive interception, whether it's a steal or a disruption!"

Coach Iron Wall announced the assessment criteria.

Wei Lai was taken aback: "Intercepting, stealing, and disrupting are all acceptable?"

Iron Wall Coach: "Prefix, Anticipatory!"

Wei Lai nodded: "Understood!"

This refers to what we've been training on: constantly reading the game, predicting offensive routes, and implementing targeted defense.

Wei Lai's eyes scanned the area, searching for the other person's number 10.

Generally speaking, the number 10 jersey represents the core of the team, and the player naturally has a lot of ball possession.

After scanning for a while, it was discovered that there was no number 10 at all.

Wei Lai grinned, and could only turn his gaze to number 8.

Beep!
As soon as the race began, Wei Lai started running immediately.

Having gained some experience from the last competition, Wei Lai knows that in this level of competition, he can only keep running. Once he stops, he can't keep up with the pace.

The blue team's attack speed is fast and their strength is strong.

Despite the overall forward-leaning posture, the positioning remains perfectly orderly, and the reactions or repositioning in the blink of an eye are extremely smooth and swift.

"Oh shit!"

Wei Lai gradually felt sweat beading on his forehead. He maintained a high level of concentration, staring intently at the slightest movement in front of him.

boom!
The ball flew towards the far post, and the blue number 10 in front turned his head and shouted: "N'Goro!"

Wei Lai almost instinctively took a few steps back.

But then he noticed that there were opposing players on both sides, and his own players hadn't come to help.

"What are you doing?"

Wei Lai didn't have time to control the ball at all, and could only hurriedly pok the ball directly out of bounds.

Even so, he was still hit hard by the other party and rolled twice on the lawn.

hiss! !

Wei Lai took a breath, feeling his internal organs vibrate.

That impact was really brutal!
But he had no time to waste; he immediately got up and retreated to his position.

"Watch your back!"

Wei Lai turned his head and found an empty space behind him.

"Oops!"

Wei Lai immediately retreated, but it was too late.

boom!
The opponent threw the ball directly behind them.

There, the opponent easily controlled the ball, used his arm to separate Wei Lai, and then kicked it forward.

Wei Lai's pupils trembled, and he thought to himself, "It's all over."

But at that moment, he saw the guard wearing the number 24 blue jersey suddenly step across, blocking the opponent's offensive route and interfering with their play.

Then, the number 30 blue-shirted defender suddenly stepped forward, faced the half-ball, and made a fierce sliding tackle, directly poking the ball forward.

call! ! !
Wei Lai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't be misled by your opponent's interference, trust your instincts, and act as usual!" Coach Iron Wall's words were as gentle as ever.

Wei Lai nodded and ran again.

For the next 20 minutes, Wei Lai experienced what a top-level competition was like.

Not only can they not keep up with the pace, but sometimes they can't even react.

They didn't understand the opposing players, hadn't adapted to their own tactical system, and their reactions were simply not keeping up.

After training for so long, Wei Lai thought he had made enough progress, but when he stepped into the top arena again, his situation was still no different from before.

He could only try his best to maintain his position and minimize his touches on the ball.

He genuinely doesn't dare to receive the ball unless his teammates are double-teamed or it's his turn.
"Don't be afraid of conceding a goal. Think about your performance evaluation. Whether you concede a goal or not has nothing to do with you!"

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