Master Tutoring Class.

Chapter 42 The Damaged Hair Dryer (Please add to your favorites)

Cool Coach!

This is the title this guy gave himself.

Why call him that? Because Wei Lai is simply not someone I can respect.

This guy is a complete idiot!

Just like his self-proclaimed title, who would call themselves a "cool guy"?

I really want to peel back that veil of mystery and take a look; I bet she's just an ugly monster!
After playing for a while, the cool coach started packing his luggage.

"You're leaving again?" Wei Lai complained. "It's only been 30 minutes!"

The cool guy turned his head; "That's right, you've already wasted 30 minutes of my time. I'm going to go on a date with Mary. I don't want to spend time with a stinky guy!"

As the light rain fell, Wei Lai watched the cool guy walk out of the training field, standing alone in the wind, bewildered.

Previously, he had met two very good coaches.

One Casemiro!
One Kanté!
Despite their different styles, both of them are responsible and gentle people, which makes Wei Lai respect them very much.

Then he ran into this bastard!

A bastard whose head is full of women and dating, who thinks with his lower body!

Wei Lai shuffled his toes across the grass, muttering under his breath, "What kind of lecturer is this! Bastard! Thumbs down!"

Ding!
Negative review in effect! Mentor's charisma reduced by one.

Wei Lai was stunned for a moment, but soon he saw a figure running wildly in the distance.

From tiny figures, it gradually expanded.

Until it rushed right in front of him.

"What gives you the right to give me a bad review?" the cool coach roared at Wei Lai.

Wei Lai was stunned for a moment, then felt annoyed.

"You're not teaching me anything? I wasted 10 points of training, what are you yelling at me for?"

"Why can't I yell? Do I need to teach you that? Ankle flexibility isn't something you're born with, is it? I was born this way, how would I know how to teach you?"

"You're the lecturer, you should figure out a solution, why are you yelling at me?"

"..." The cool coach trembled with anger: "Cancel the negative review!"

Wei Lai sneered: "Not a single thing can be canceled!"

"Really not canceling?"

"No!"

Wei Lai's stubbornness kicked in.

He felt even more distressed.

Coach Kanté, you've screwed me over!
What an idiot!

"How can I cancel?" the cool coach asked.

Wei Lai: "Teach me!"

"I don't know how to teach you!" the cool coach said anxiously.

Wei Lai: "You figure something out, or I won't cancel!"

"You!" The cool coach pointed at Wei Lai, his fingers trembling with anger.

After a moment, he suddenly spoke up: "Would you mind changing the lecturer?"

"Huh?" Wei Lai was stunned.

The lecturer can be changed.

Cool Coach: "I'll find someone who can teach you, and you can cancel the bad review!"

Wei Lai blinked: "You find it first?"

"Wait!"

The cool coach turned and left, and in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man in a suit led the cool coach in.

The other person's face was also shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see their features.

Should we change the lecturer?

Wei glanced at the unreliable but cool coach; things couldn't get any worse, could they?

"replace!"

Ding!
[Lecturer changed, course passively upgraded, new course includes and covers the original course]

Ding!
[Advanced Course, the Glory of 1992, Comprehensive Professional Training, Including Ankle Flexibility Course]

Ding!
[Advanced course, broken hair dryer, second-stage course, long-term course, course content that will shut the instructor up!]

Wei Lai was still a little confused.

At that moment, a deep voice rang out.

"what are you doing?"

Like an engine slowly starting up, it seemed to be brewing a storm.

The next second, he suddenly roared:

"Run! You lazy bum, I've never seen such a lazy guy. Run, get your legs moving, hurry up!"

Incidentally, the hair dryer coach also kicked Wei Lai in the butt.

Wei Lai could only run, and despite being yelled at, he felt a surge of joy in his heart.

This can actually trigger a hidden course? The cool male coach is unreliable, but this hair dryer coach in a suit seems pretty awesome.

Two advanced courses.

[The Glory of 1992]

Damaged hair dryer

Wei Lai was extremely grateful to Coach Kante.

I spent 10 points training and earned 200 points!

That's a return of 20 times!
"What kind of bullshit basic skills are you? Start practicing them again, and keep practicing!"

"Your dribbling is terrible! Even a 90-year-old man can dribble better than you!"

"Terrible pass! Terrible choice!"

"Look up! You bastard!"

Wei Lai finally understood why he was called the "hair dryer coach".

This coach is angry all the time, and he's always yelling.

The roar made Wei Lai's liver and gallbladder tremble, and his legs went weak.

"Can't even handle this little bit of pressure? I don't have any soldiers this weak!"

"Remember that you are the heir to the Red Devils' spirit! Even if it means bleeding, you cannot allow yourself to shed tears!"

"Defeat belongs to our opponents; we only ever want victory!"

The training intensity was undeniably high. Despite only having two hours of training, Wei Lai was very confident in his physical abilities, but he was still exhausted and collapsed on the ground by the "hairdryer coach".

Looking at Wei Lai lying on the ground, the hair dryer coach slowly walked over.

He looked down at Wei Lai and said in a low voice, "Begin the second phase of training!"

"besides?"

Wei Lai looked up.

The next second, he felt his lost energy instantly recover, and the discomfort suddenly disappeared.

The surrounding environment was transformed into a sports field.

The stands were filled with enthusiastic fans, resembling vibrant, red walls of light.

Wei Lai vaguely remembered this stadium; it seemed to be the same stadium where Coach Casemiro had conducted his evaluations, and it was called Old Trafford Stadium!
However, compared to then, this stadium looks somewhat old.

Before Wei Lai could react, the hair dryer coach pushed him onto the court.

"Go on the field, your position is defensive midfielder!"

Wei Lai was still a bit dazed when he came on the court. The next second, he was nutmegged by his opponent.

"You idiot! What are you staring at?"

"You idiot, this is one of the top five European leagues, the English Premier League!"

5 minutes later.

"Get down here right now!!!"

Wei Lai was yelled at and forced to quit; in the first match, he only lasted 5 minutes.

The venue is refreshed, and the mission is reset.

"Go up there, your position is defensive midfielder!"

Wei Lai: "."

"Idiot! You missed someone!"

"sorry!"

"You bastard! Where are you looking?"

"sorry!"

"Idiot! Run him over!"

"Sorry! We didn't crash!"

At that moment, Wei Lai remembered that mission.

Damaged hair dryer

Oh my God!
Is this how I can silence that coach with my performance in one of the top five European leagues?
The next day, early in the morning.

He Chaoyue woke up to the sunlight, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and planned to change his clothes for a morning run.

When he turned his head, he saw Wei Lai lying on the bed sleeping.

After thinking for a moment, He Chaoyue walked over and patted Wei Lai on the shoulder.

"Wei Lai? Want to go for a morning run?"

Wei Lai suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up like a startled rabbit, and exclaimed;
"I'm sorry! I promise I won't make the same mistake again!"

The deafening "I'm sorry" was laced with a hint of fear.

Yang Fan was also suddenly awakened.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yang Fan, wearing only his underwear, jumped up and looked around in a panic.

Finally, he saw Wei Lai, whose face had turned pale, and He Chaoyue, whose mouth was agape in astonishment.

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