Chapter 46: Suspended from Class

Three minutes later, Xiang Ming beat the full-back on the flank, cut inside all the way to the byline, and delivered a low cross to assist Luo Xiang in opening the scoring.

Ten minutes later, it was still Xiang Ming who blasted through the opponent's flank. With a precise cross, He Chaoyue executed a direct shot to score once again.

In the twentieth minute, Chen Shaojie played a through ball, tearing through the midfield defense to accurately find Luo Xiang.

With his back to the goal, Luo Xiang laid the ball off.

Yu Jiahe followed up with a low shot, aiming precisely into the bottom-left corner.

The score became 4:0.

"How boring!"

Yang Fan squatted on the ground, plucking grass to play with.

The ball couldn't even get past the halfway line, so of course he was bored.

He Chaoyue, Xiang Ming, and the others were launching a barrage in the frontcourt. After the score reached 4:0, the Tongcheng Youth Training team looked completely dazed from the thrashing.

They started off not too bad, but now they had completely lost their footing.

When trying to advance, they made one mistake after another.

Sometimes, there wasn't even any need for deliberate pressing; they would simply pass the ball to the opponents or miskick it.

In the 38th minute, Xiang Ming completed another breakthrough on the flank.

This guy completely blew past the flank of the Tongcheng Youth Training team.

He dribbled all the way to the byline and played a cut-back pass.

He Chaoyue followed up once more, slotting home a low shot to complete his hat-trick.

The score reached 5:0.

"There's no point in playing the second half, is there?"

The coach of the Tongcheng Youth Training team shook his head helplessly.

The gap in strength was simply too vast. If they kept playing, these youth players certainly wouldn't be able to hold on.

At this point, their mentalities were already somewhat shattered.

Tong Xianfeng nodded as well. "Alright! Sorry to put you through this trouble today!"

"No trouble at all! No trouble!" That coach sighed, squeezing out a bitter smile. "Consider it a learning experience for them."

With that, he looked at the Green Lion youngsters on the pitch and sighed with emotion:

"They are truly strong!"

He knew very well that the true strength of this team far exceeded this.

It was just that they hadn't even forced the team to show it!

"This feels awesome!"

Xiang Ming smiled brightly; slaloming down the flank felt even more exhilarating.

He Chaoyue walked over.

"You could have shot directly a few times, why didn't you? Lacking confidence?"

Xiang Ming snapped, "Don't make me beat you up when I'm in my best mood!"

He Chaoyue frowned. "I'm doing this for your own good!"

Xiang Ming: "...So annoying!"

Yang Fan curled his lips and said, "You guys had a blast playing, but we didn't get any match experience at all."

Zheng Yang sighed, "I only touched the ball three times the entire match! And one of those was off the goal line, seriously no experience at all."

"That's a good thing!" Xiang Ming smiled and gave a thumbs-up. "It shows our defense is rock-solid!"

"It just means you guys attacked way too fiercely!" Chen Shaojie grinned. "Big bro, people traveled a long way to help us with a training match, and you guys hammered five past them! Is that appropriate?"

Xiang Ming pointed at He Chaoyue. "He scored the most!"

He Chaoyue replied, "I treat every opponent seriously. Holding back is a sign of disrespecting them!"

Chen Shaojie grinned, fine, you have a point!

While everyone was chatting away, Wei Lai was pondering other matters.

To be honest, the training value of this match wasn't high. The intensity was low, the gap in strength was obvious, and it served more as a team-building exercise.

Compared to this match, his mind was entirely consumed by how to survive ten minutes in tonight's simulation course without being substituted off.

"Alright, that's it for today. Everyone go back and rest early. Tomorrow afternoon's flight, we're heading to Spain!"

Tong Xianfeng walked over, briefing everyone on the schedule for tomorrow.

"When playing abroad, discipline is of the utmost importance!"

Tong Xianfeng emphasized, "You must report anything to me or Team Leader Liang. Unauthorized actions are strictly prohibited. Hand in your passports tonight for unified management by the coaching staff, understood?"

Everyone immediately chorused, "Understood!"

Wei Lai gradually grew excited. Having lived two lives, this was his first time going abroad.

It was also his first time going abroad to play a match!

The European stage had always been the goal that players endlessly pursued.

Even in youth training, it was no exception.

"Old Wei, this is your first time going abroad, right?"

On the way back to the dorms, Yang Fan wrapped his arm around Wei Lai's shoulder and smiled. "Just ask me if there's anything you don't understand, I've got you covered!"

He Chaoyue chimed in, "Once you're abroad, aren't you just going to be mute anyway?"

Yang Fan turned his head. "I know Spanish, *¡Vamos!*"

He Chaoyue: "Anything else?"

Yang Fan: "Baka Yaro!"

He Chaoyue rolled his eyes. "Get lost!"

Wei Lai smiled gently. "My English is pretty decent; daily communication should be fine!"

In his previous life, he had specialized in English during his youth training days and studied very hard, hoping to go abroad in the future.

Although he hadn't achieved his wish back then, that skill still came in handy to some extent.

...

Simulation pitch course in progress...

"Head up! Look ahead!"

"Shit! Are your feet disabled? Processing the ball so slowly, get off the pitch!"

After playing for 8 minutes, he was chewed out and hauled off the field once again.

Wei Lai grinned wryly, walking off the pitch in defeat.

The "Hairdryer" coach didn't even spare him a glance, leaving Wei Lai with no choice but to trot over to the bench and sit down.

He didn't immediately reset the match; instead, he continued to watch.

Sometimes, watching others play was also a form of learning.

The pace of the Premier League was blindingly fast, to a dizzying degree.

By the time he received the ball and wanted to make a pass after his first touch, the opponent was already right in his face.

If he tried a one-touch pass, the opponent could instantly read his passing intention and intercept it—in other words, it lacked passing concealment.

Even worse, sometimes a successful pass still ended up threading the ball into a crowd of players, causing his teammates to get swarmed.

During this period, Wei Lai felt he hadn't made any obvious progress.

Though the duration of his playtime increased, his actual strength and performance hadn't grown much.

"Where should I start making changes? Exactly where is the problem?"

Wei Lai kept thinking, pondering how to adapt to his teammates' playing style in this high-intensity, fast-paced match.

"I've realized you really are an idiot!"

Suddenly, the disgruntled voice of the Hairdryer coach rang out.

Wei Lai looked up and saw the coach glaring at him with a gloomy face.

"Do you know why you haven't made any progress at all?"

Wei Lai honestly shook his head.

"Your fundamentals!" The coach said, looking exasperated. "Your basic skills are too poor! I thought I had already reminded you, but you idiot just keep splitting hairs."

"What is the virtual pitch for? You can learn and grow here, but apart from the advanced courses, have you ever bothered to listen to the beginner courses that cement your fundamentals?"

Wei Lai grimaced. "I've thought about that question too, but I don't have any training points left!"

All of his training points had been completely spent!

"Don't you question me!"

The Hairdryer coach roared, "Just honestly answer 'Understood', understood?"

Wei Lai shrank his neck back, his face splattered with the saliva the coach had sprayed during his roar!

"The [Damaged Hairdryer] course is temporarily locked and will not be available until requirements are met!"

"Huh?"

Wei Lai was dumbfounded.

Although he got battered every single time, he believed that as long as he played enough, he would eventually catch up with the tempo.

"Solidify your fundamentals first!"

With that, the Hairdryer coach waved his hand, and Wei Lai saw a line of subtitles appear.

[Added 5 training points!]

The Hairdryer coach stated, "Five training points are enough for you to take five beginner courses. These five courses are 'Ball Control', 'Passing', 'Dribbling', 'Foot Frequency', and 'Shrugging off markers' respectively!"