N-A-A Chapter 97 Hao Ren's 22 league goals, the day Leipzig lifted the trophy.
Chapter 97 Hao Ren's 22 league goals, the day Leipzig lifted the trophy.
Chapter 97 Hao Ren's 22 league goals, the day Leipzig lifted the trophy.
Koch strongly criticized the Bundesliga in an interview, and German Football Association President Nielsbach responded to the incident afterward.
"Oh, Reiner (Koch) is talking nonsense. I know he's very unhappy with the Bundesliga because he's in charge of the 2. Bundesliga, and he only wants the 2. Bundesliga to be good."
"That's definitely not right. The hope for German football ultimately lies in the Bundesliga. The 2nd Bundesliga can't compare to the Bundesliga in any way."
"Of course, the 2nd Bundesliga is also important; it's a fact that many Bundesliga stars came from the 2nd Bundesliga."
In the interview, Nielsbach emphasized the concept of "Bundesliga > Bundesliga 2", which seemed to make no problem at all. In fact, the old guy had already fallen into the reporter's trap.
Everyone says the 2nd Bundesliga is better than the Bundesliga, but they're just joking. How could you, the president of the Chinese Football Association, take it seriously?
Twitter's trending topics in the German-speaking region.
1. Chinese Football Association Vice President: The Bundesliga should be disbanded.
3. 2. Bundesliga > 1. Bundesliga.
4. The president of the Chinese Football Association insists that the Bundesliga is superior to the 2. Bundesliga.
5. Which is stronger, the Bundesliga or the 2. Bundesliga?
11. The entertainment value of this season's 2. Bundesliga.
The comparison between the German national team and the German second division on the internet is already insane.
The video of Hao Ren's interview, which served as the catalyst for this incident, successfully surpassed 500 million views.
On May 24th, RB Leipzig will face Greuther Fürth in their final Bundesliga 5 match of the season.
This match was very special for every player on the team, and even for every fan.
Because Leipzig will lift their championship trophy after this match!
Before the match started, Hao Ren stomped his feet in the players' tunnel.
He currently has 20 league goals, just one behind league leader Poulsen with 21 goals.
In addition-
[Achievement: 195 LP in Silver Rank (LP required for promotion: 200)]
That's right!
If Mr. Goodman wins this match, he can enter the Gold rank!
Just as Hao Ren was lost in thought, Paulsen nudged him from behind.
"Are you ready?"
"Hmm? What are you preparing?"
"The Golden Boot!"
Poulsen punched Hao Ren on the shoulder: "You're still one goal short, don't forget. I've given you all the goals, so don't miss out."
"Ha ha!"
Hao Ren laughed: "I don't need you to give up Yusuf, I'm sure I can get it."
"..."
"Kimmich, give us the set piece!"
"First position! Flann!"
"Header!"
Frahn headed the ball, which grazed the post and went out of play.
"Oh!"
Leipzig's first shot of the match, but the result was rather disappointing.
"Go, Flann!"
"Go Goodman! Goodman, look here!"
"Long live Leipzig!"
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Regardless of the situation in the away stands, the home stands at the Red Bull Arena will definitely be full.
After all, today is a historic moment for Leipzig.
Regardless of the outcome, Leipzig will lift the Basket Cup today.
certainly--
Considering the celebratory atmosphere of winning the championship, it would be better to win this match!
Roque wanted to pass the ball to Sucaro.
Hao Ren, who had moved forward, reacted and decisively ran towards Sukaro.
boom!
"Oh!!"
A flying tackle startled Sucaro, who was about to stop the ball.
Although Hao Ren didn't manage to tackle the ball, he successfully forced Sucaro to pass it to Tiger.
It worked!
Leipzig regained possession!
"Let's go, let's go!"
Tiger pointed to the right baseline, where Poulsen was making a rapid forward run.
Snapped!
A through ball was played, and Poulsen received the ball at the byline.
At the same time, Hao Ren and Forsberry switched positions.
Insert forward!
Snapped!
Poulsen crossed the ball to Forsberg, who then passed it to Hao Ren!
"Holy crap!"
Realizing what was happening, Hao Ren quickly turned his back to the defender.
"Come on, come on!"
Seeing Poulsen approach the penalty area, Hao Ren decisively kicked the ball away.
coming!
boom!
Poulsen unleashed a powerful shot, but it went wildly wide.
"Oh!!!!"
Hao Ren clutched his head: "No, is it really that remote?"
"--Depend on."
Paulsen shook his hand, his face slightly flushed: "I told you I'd give you the golden boots."
"That's just an excuse!"
Hao Ren shook his head repeatedly.
Kimmich, who had retreated, gently nudged Hao Ren: "Come on, come on, don't lose."
The game was in the second half, and the score was still 0-0.
To be honest, it was somewhat unexpected for the fans, because no one expected Greuther Fürth to be so resilient.
They're not going to draw with Leipzig, are they?
"Leipzig!"
"Leipzig!"
"Goodman, get him!"
Greuther Fürth is pressing forward aggressively, forcing Leipzig players to begin retreating.
Hao Ren ran towards his own goal, constantly looking back at the situation in the attacking third.
"Slow down, slow down!"
"I'm watching the mid lane! Move to the side lanes!"
"They're going to pass to the wing—cough, damn it!"
It is indeed quite difficult to talk while running!
Sucaro passed the ball to Fürstner, at which point the away team's player with the ball had already approached the edge of Leipzig's penalty area.
It was at this time that Hao Ren began to gradually slow down.
Controlling the distance between the intercepting player and the player with the ball is crucial, and it is also a key factor in whether a steal will be successful.
With his eyes fixed on Filstner's movements, Hao Ren suddenly took half a step forward.
boom!
"Oh!!!"
"Beautiful Hao Ren!"
"That attacking midfielder on the other side is a bit too confident; he lost possession immediately!"
Hao Ren snatched the ball from his opponent's feet and began his dribbling advance without hesitation.
His stride frequency wasn't fast, but his stride length was excellent, giving him a powerful, swift running presence.
Hao Ren dribbles past the center circle!
Snapped!
[Alonso's standard long pass template]!
A long pass was sent to Morris, who was making a run down the wing.
"Get past him! Get past him!"
"He went up there!"
"You can open the door now!"
The fans were giving wild instructions, but Morris remained relatively calm.
A counterattack must be swift, but only if teammates are already in position.
He's waiting for Vlaan!
clap clap!
Morris and Vlaan played a one-two pass, and then Morris dribbled the ball towards the top of the arc.
Hao Ren, who had run up from behind, was already in position.
Seeing this, Morris immediately had an idea. The Leipzig winger suddenly accelerated into the penalty area and successfully drew away the defender.
It's now!
Morris stepped on the ball and pulled back, feeding it directly to Hao Ren.
! !
With his left foot firmly planted, Hao Ren swung his right leg out.
boom!
duang
The shot hit the crossbar, bounced, and went into the goal.
"GO00-AAAA-LLLL!!!"
"Hao Ren scores!"
"1:0!"
"Leipzig opened the scoring in the 59th minute of the second half!"
As Hao Ren ran off the field, the stadium announcer called out his voice.
"Das Tor erzielte—— (The goal scorer)"
The fans in the stadium gathered their strength and then shouted in unison.
"GOODMAN!!"
The large screen first showed Hao Ren's head, and then the image changed instantly.
2014-15 2. Bundesliga Real-Time Top Scorers:
1. HaoR. (RB Leipzig), 21 goals.
2. Poulsen (RB Leipzig), 21 goals.
The broadcaster picked up the microphone and continued what he hadn't finished saying.
"With this goal, Gudman has surpassed Poulsen to become the current top scorer in the 2. Bundesliga."
"You can see that Poulsen and Gudman have the same total number of goals, but Gudman has one less penalty than Poulsen, so his ranking is higher."
"With 28 minutes remaining in Leipzig's final league match, if Poulsen fails to score another goal, he will be forced to relinquish the Golden Boot!"
When the announcer said that, the director cleverly switched the camera to the Leipzig captain on the field.
Poulsen, on the other hand, helplessly shrugged at the camera, as if to say, "Don't make things difficult for me."
72th minute!
Demme takes a free kick!
Chaos erupted in the away team's penalty area as Hao Ren and Sebastian rushed out together from the far post.
Jump up!
boom!
A header hit the goalkeeper in the waist and bounced out.
Hao Ren reacted quickly and immediately extended his leg to take a follow-up shot.
Goal!
"Damn, Hao Ren's reaction time is incredibly fast! That's what a defensive midfielder does!"
"His 22nd league goal!"
Fans in the stands were jumping around. Hao Ren collided with Morris in the penalty area, and then the two rushed towards the corner flag together.
"Don't take it off! Don't take it off!"
Seeing that things were going wrong, Maurice reached out to stop him, but it was too late.
Hao Ren grabbed his jersey, easily took it off, and then flung it into the air, showing off his muscles in front of the camera.
"Hoichi!!!!!"
"Wow!!!"
"Goodman!"
"Haha, Goodman, give me a high five! Come on, give me a high five!"
Hao Ren stepped forward and high-fived the fans, then very naturally received the yellow card for taking off his shirt in celebration.
Defensive midfielders should avoid taking too many cards.
But today's situation is rather special.
This is RB Leipzig's last league match of the season!
"Stolz des0 stens, Stolz des0 stens! (Pride of the East, pride of the East)"
"Rotund Schwarz, Rotund Schwarz! (Red and black, red and black)"
"Rot—weiB—rot, schwarz—weiB——schwarz! (Red, white, black; black, white, black)"
"Das ist der R—B—L, das ist der R—B—L! (This is Leipzig, this is Leipzig!)"
"Beep, beep beep one!!"
"Wow!!!!"
With the referee's final whistle, the match officially ended.
Leipzig have maintained a perfect record in their four league matches this month.
"RBL! RBL! RBL!"
"Das ist der R—B—L!"
"Ha ha!"
Hao Ren opened his arms and hugged Kimmich, who was walking towards him: "We're the champions!"
"It has been that way for a long time!"
Hao Ren said, then raised his hand and responded to the cheers of the fans in the stands with applause.
It was at this time that...
[Match results are in progress]
[League Points +15]
[Achievement: 0 LP in Gold tier (LP required for promotion: 350)]
You have a new reward to claim.
really!
With his mathematical calculations proving highly reliable, Hao Ren decisively reached the Gold rank before the start of the German Cup final.
This is obviously very good news for him and the team as a whole.
Because Mr. Goodman will become even stronger after obtaining the Gold Tier reward!
Of course, now is not the time to unlock the rewards!
"Good!"
Paulsen raised his hands in feigned surrender, then gave Hao Ren a hug: "Congratulations! As expected of Mr. Goodman, I concede defeat!"
"Oh! Come on!"
Hao Ren pushed Poulsen away, but quickly pulled him back. The two of them put their arms around each other's shoulders and walked towards the bench together.
On the grass in front of the substitutes' bench, the two encountered Rangnick and Almas walking towards them.
"gentlemen."
Hao Ren, Almas, and Rangnick embraced one after the other: "I know you don't want us to celebrate before the season ends, but—" "No, no, no! We can celebrate, of course we can celebrate!"
"The league is over, we are the champions. Tell me, Goode, why can't we celebrate being champions?"
"Ha ha!"
Rangnick flashed a long-absent smile and gestured for Hao Ren to go to the home team's stands to find his fans.
Hao Ren quickly arrived below the stands and immediately spotted Lucas and Otto waving. He then decisively took off his jersey and handed it to Otto.
"Bravo, Mr. Goodman." Otto clasped his hands together.
Seeing this, Lucas, who was standing nearby, began to imitate his brother's actions: "Praise be to Mr. Goodman."
"Come!"
Hao Ren picked up Otto and carried him onto the field, followed by Lucas, gesturing for the two to join the celebration.
"Hao—Ren?"
A staff member walked out of the players' tunnel and read Hao Ren's name from a form: "Now you need to go over and receive the award."
"Oh? The championship trophy is here?"
Hao Ren's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together.
"It's the MVP trophy. We'll give it to you first."
"Oh shit!"
Hao Ren waved his hand: "Let's not get the MVP yet, Mr. Goodman has plenty of those."
"So—you mean—"
"Let's get straight to the championship award ceremony. We can talk about the MVP later. Bring up that plate (the 2nd Bundesliga championship trophy)!"
"This doesn't seem to follow the rules—are you sure?"
"Of course! What are you hesitating for!"
Hao Ren turned the stadium staff member in front of him around and pushed him back into the players' tunnel.
"."
"This is Sport1 broadcasting station. Viewers, you are now watching the 14-15 season German Second Division championship award ceremony."
"The RB Leipzig players are preparing in the tunnel, where they will be crowned in front of more than 3 fans!"
The photographer carried his camera into the passageway, and Hao Ren and Kimmich both raised their hands to wave to the camera.
"This feeling, Chicken Bro!"
"I promised to help you win the championship, so there's definitely no problem."
they ate
Kimmich pushed Hao Ren from behind, reminding the latter to keep up with the team.
"They're here!"
*Clap clap clap clap!*
Greuther Fürth players stood in two rows and applauded the Leipzig players who walked out of the tunnel in an orderly fashion.
"In 34 league matches this season, RB Leipzig has earned a total of 84 points, surpassing runners-up Ingolstadt by 14 points."
Furthermore, in all 17 home games, the Red Bull Arena boasted an average attendance of 31, ranking first in the entire 362. Bundesliga!
As the players walked toward the stadium, the announcer recounted Leipzig's achievements in the league this season.
Actually, the most exciting matches for Leipzig this season were the German Cup knockout stage games.
But it's the same anyway.
The fact that RB Leipzig became the first team in football history to be promoted to the Bundesliga as a team from the 2. Bundesliga speaks volumes about the quality of their season.
"Thanks!"
Hao Ren bent down slightly, and the Football Association Vice President Koch hung the medal around his neck.
Hao Ren was about to follow Paulsen when he noticed that Koch's hand was still on his shoulder.
this--
"gentlemen?"
Hao Ren gave a reminder.
If he doesn't leave, his teammates will just stand there waiting.
"Oh! It's okay."
Koch examined the muscles on Hao Ren's shoulders, then leaned close to Hao Ren's ear and whispered, "The 2nd Bundesliga is better than the 1st Bundesliga! Haha!"
Hao Ren laughed, bumped fists with Koch, and then left.
The players stood in line for the awards ceremony, and Rangnick handed the small salad plate he had just received to Poulsen.
The small salad plate is the championship trophy of the 2. Bundesliga, or more precisely, the trophy shield, corresponding to the "salad plate" of the Bundesliga.
As Poulsen slowly approached with the small salad bowl in his hand, the Leipzig players on the podium began to jump and bounce, causing the newly set-up podium to shake violently.
"Good!"
Poulsen handed one side of the salad plate to Hao Ren, indicating that he wanted to lift the trophy together with his teammate.
"Wow!"
Hao Ren took a deep breath: "Mr. Goodman is happy to assist you."
"Ready!"
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh——"
"Es lebe Leipzig!!! (Long live Leipzig!)"
boom!
Bang bang bang!
After the awards ceremony, red and blue fireworks exploded, and wisps of sparks slowly landed on the players' heads.
"Ha ha!"
Hao Ren gripped the salad plate tightly and gave it a quick kiss.
"Wow!!!!
[2014-15 Bundesliga 2 Champion]
RB Leipzig
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