N-A-A Chapter 95 Hao Ren: 2 > 1
Chapter 95 Hao Ren: 2 > 1
Chapter 95 Hao Ren: 2 > 1
"Beep!"
The second half has begun!
Trailing by two goals, the home fans are getting a little nervous.
Leipzig's actions were also quite incredible; Rangnick pushed the team's attack line forward, seemingly leaving the opponent no chance.
"Leipzig, haha!"
"However, I feel it's normal. Leipzig's tactic is to maintain pressure after taking the lead. Now it depends on whether Hoffenheim can withstand it."
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"Andreas, a cross from the 45-degree angle!"
boom!
"Sebastian has cleared the ball; this is a Hoffenheim corner kick!"
Beep beep beep!
In order to maintain their current lead, Hao Ren also ran back from the attacking third to the penalty area to participate in the defense.
After a brief discussion, the defensive players decided that Hao Ren would set a screen for his teammates.
Snapped!
The corner kick has been taken!
"I'll cover you! Holy crap!"
Realizing something was wrong, Hao Ren immediately dropped the player he was marking and jumped up with a running start.
boom!
"Oh!!!"
A header clearance from Hao Ren.
It's another corner kick for Hoffenheim!
"pretty!"
Bellot came out and clapped hands with Hao Ren.
As the goalkeeper for RB Leipzig, Belot's heart is beating unusually fast right now.
He doesn't want his team to lose their current lead!
"Whoosh!"
Snapped!
The corner kick is taken!
Four players jumped at the same time near the penalty spot, but the competition was too intense and none of them touched the ball.
Firmino made a brilliant run, shifted to the side, and then swung his leg to shoot.
Snapped!
The ball, after being pulled out, first hit the penalty area, then bounced and grazed the right post before going into the net.
"GO00OAAALLLL！！！！"
Goal!
Firmino hit the goalkeeper in the far corner!
"hiss----"
"Hoffenheim's ability to find opportunities is still strong, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to finish fifth in the Bundesliga."
"Leipzig needs to be more careful from now on. They need to either focus on defense or switch to offense instead of defense."
Firmino was about to celebrate after scoring, but was pulled back by his teammates.
Trailing by one goal, Hoffenheim opted for a quick restart!
"Sieg! Wir wollen Sieg!"
"Zeigt「s ihnen! Hoffenheim hoch! (Long live Hoffenheim!)"
"WirwollendenTitel! (We will win!)"
The home team's fans are already in a frenzy.
Since winning the league title is hopeless, they will win the German Cup!
"Kill Goodman! Kill Goodman!"
"Goodman!"
"Shh!!!"
Hearing so many boos from the crowd, Hao Ren couldn't help but stop and gesture towards the stands.
"Ha ha!"
"Shh!!!"
"Goodman, stop attacking, you're a defensive midfielder! Go defend!"
"————"
Hao Ren gave the middle finger to the home fans.
67 minutes.
Hoffenheim, having just made substitutions, are now in high spirits, with Amiri's through ball finding Firmino with pinpoint accuracy.
It's that guy again!
Hao Ren didn't dare to delay and immediately went to Firmino.
"Huff, huff!"
Hao Ren and Firmino were close together, and Hao Ren seized the opportunity to stretch out his leg to try to intercept the ball, but Firmino simply changed direction.
really!
Hao Ren is a relatively experienced defensive player. After the first half, he had a general understanding of the opposing attacking players' offensive habits.
Hao Ren was not fooled by Firmino's sudden change of direction; instead, he turned and followed up with a sliding tackle.
boom!
The ball in front of Firmino was kicked out of bounds, and the Hoffenheim striker fell to the ground.
"Oh!!!!"
Clap clap clap!
Rangnick clapped continuously, and a few seconds later he also let out a laugh in the style of an old-fashioned man: Hahaha.
You can always trust Mr. Goodman's one-on-one defense!
Snapped!
"Anthony, come up and fill in!"
"Leipzig is about to make a move!"
"Find Maurice first! No problem, Maurice for Forsberry!"
"Where's Hao Ren? Where is Hao Ren?!"
Hao Ren rushed over and took possession of the ball from Forsberg.
Is it time to pass the ball?
boom!
Without saying a word, Hao Ren unleashed a powerful shot, startling the Hoffenheim goalkeeper.
"Oh!"
Baumann's reaction was excellent; he jumped up and successfully pushed Hao Ren's shot off the crossbar.
Judging from his expression, he seems a bit frustrated right now.
That defensive midfielder on the other side is really dangerous; he could shoot at your goal at any moment!
[Keep it up!]
[It seems like Leipzig will have a pretty easy time reaching the final; maybe they'll even face Dortmund in the final?]
[This is hilarious! Wolfsburg and Hoffenheim were both teams that wanted to buy Hao Ren, but neither of them could beat my King Hao!]
Don't jump to conclusions too early; Hoffenheim still has a great chance. Firmino is too strong.
[It's too late. I bet 2 yuan on Leipzig. Hao will not let me die!]
"Whoosh!"
Snapped!
Kimmich takes a corner kick.
Inside the penalty area, Hao Ren jumped while battling a defender.
boom!
The ball was headed to Poulsen.
"beat!"
Snapped!
Poulsen poked the ball between the goalkeeper's feet with his toe.
"Goal!"
"3:1!"
"Awesome, Poulsen! Hoffenheim has no chance now!"
While Hao Ren's heading ability isn't the best in the Leipzig team, his physical strength is.
His ability to compete beyond his years gives him a significant threat in the paint!
"roar!"
Upon reaching the corner flagpole, Poulsen opened his arms and hugged Hao Ren tightly.
"Ha ha!"
Hao Ren grabbed Poulsen's hand: "I told you, you can easily make it to the finals!"
"Damn, that's so pretentious!"
Paulsen pushed Hao Ren away, but quickly followed him: "But I fucking like him!"
"RBL!"
"RBL!"
"We're going to make it to the finals!" (in German)
"Leipzig is going to the final!"
The Hoffenheim coach looked somewhat frustrated in the footage.
Fortunately, there was a precedent with Wolfsburg, so he didn't say anything too arrogant before the match started.
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But it was no use.
Regardless of their arrogance, Hoffenheim will lose this match.
Hoffenheim will be like Bayer Leverkusen and Wolfsburg this season, without any championships!
"Good man!"
Good man!
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"Finale!"
"Finale!"
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"Beep, beep—!!!"
With a score of 3-1, Hoffenheim ultimately failed to find a way to counter Leipzig.
Well, actually, Hoffenheim had no chance from the moment Poulsen nutmegged the goalkeeper.
Being dominated by a second-division German team is a psychological blow to the home team's players!
There's nothing we can do about it; this is a huge advantage that has made Leipzig a dark horse in the second division.
If you were a player for a Bundesliga team and knew you were about to face a dark horse from the second division, the pressure would be immense.
For you and your teammates, this game is a matter of team pride, and you absolutely cannot lose.
But the opponent has the title of "dark horse" after all, so its strength is certainly not weak, and it is not the kind of opponent that can be killed at will.
Affected by these factors, Hoffenheim players were extremely nervous before the match even started, and their mentality completely collapsed when they fell behind during the game.
"They're still too inexperienced."
In the locker room, Mr. Goodman commented on his opponents, "So we're going to play Dortmund in the final, right? I'm ready. When does the match start?"
Before Hao Ren could even take out his phone to check the match schedule, Belot rushed back from outside: "Good, you know those two kids, right?"
"What kids? Oh, Lucas and Otto?"
"Those two holding up signs in the stands."
"That's right."
Hao Ren stood up: "I know him, so what?"
"They were mobbed by the home team fans outside the stadium!"
"What the...fuck?"
Hao Ren's eyes widened instantly as he realized the urgency of the situation and rushed out of the locker room.
"Hey, wait!"
Kimmich tried to call Hao Ren to stop, but it was too late.
"No, what do we do now?"
Kimmich has already developed feelings for her.
"Come on, hurry up, everyone!"
Poulsen quickly dressed and ran out of the room with his teammates.
Professional athletes are very disciplined; all 18 players in the locker room ran out, leaving only Rangnick and Almas behind.
"Won't they start fighting?"
Almas looked flustered, after all, Hao Ren was the kind of person who was easily impulsive.
"Follow them!"
No sooner had Rangnick finished speaking than he ran out himself.
",etc!"
Click, click, click!
"Shh!!! Are you even human?!"
"You're going to block the road even for kids? Are you all brain-dead?!"
Hundreds of people gathered outside the Neckar Arena, including some reporters who had run out of the stadium after hearing the news, and they were continuously taking pictures of the center of the crowd.
According to what the reporter learned, the incident started when Lucas and Otto encountered three Hoffenheim fans after leaving the stadium, and the five of them got into a verbal altercation.
It was originally just 5 people, but the situation changed as more and more Hoffenheim fans joined.
Fortunately, the Leipzig fans were not to be trifled with. Although they were outnumbered, a group of them still managed to protect the two little ones behind them.
"Let him out here, I'll teach him a lesson in manners!"
"Hey, he's just a kid!"
The home and away fans at the front started pushing and shoving, while those on the periphery started making a fuss.
"Oh oh!"
"A fight is about to break out!"
"Calm down! Don't be like this, just yell at her a little and that's enough!"
Lucas and Otto hid in the back, too afraid to speak.
"Someone was pushed! Someone was pushed!"
"Go call security! Where's security?!"
Leipzig fans have already gone to security.
However, compared to the slow and inefficient stadium security, Hao Ren and Kimmich arrived first.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
"Wow! Goodman!"
"Joshua! I'm a fan of the KFC group!"
Hao Ren and Kimmich weaved among the Leipzig fans and soon arrived at the front line.
"Who are you blocking?"
Hao Renyi pushed away the Hoffenheim fan who was blushing.
This guy must have been a bit drunk. Judging by his size, he probably weighs around 180 pounds. No wonder so many Leipzig fans didn't dare to approach him.
Upon seeing that it was a Leipzig player, the drunken fan became even angrier and charged towards Hao Ren.
"Fuck you!"
Hao Ren exerted force with his upper body and pushed the guy back.
The conflict seemed about to escalate further, but other Leipzig players quickly arrived, with Poulsen rushing to the front and standing between Hao Ren and the drunken fan.
"Yusuf, get out of the way!"
Hao Ren rubbed his fists, seemingly ready to teach the drunken fan a lesson, but Morris grabbed him, saying, "No, no, no, Goode, let's just end it here, it's not a big deal!"
The intoxicated fans initially wanted to cause trouble for Hao Ren, but at this moment, the entire Leipzig first team players arrived, including the tall center-backs and goalkeeper, so they stopped in their tracks.
"Damn, so you're not drunk?!"
Hao Ren was observant and became anxious immediately after noticing the situation.
",never mind!"
Morris and Kimmich locked Hao Ren up.
The next second, a drunk fan suddenly rushed over and shoved Hao Ren.
"Oh!!!"
Hao Ren only took a few steps back, clearly the guy opposite him wasn't strong enough to overturn a professional defensive midfielder from the German second division.
Upon seeing their teammate being pushed, Morris and Kimmich immediately panicked and rushed to the front, working with Sebastian to knock the drunk fan to the ground.
"Oh!!!!"
The onlookers stepped back, which made the space in the middle much larger.
Sebastian wanted to kick the troublemaker again, but security arrived just then and quickly separated the two sides.
"Mr. Goodman!"
Lucas and Otto quickly ran to Hao Ren, their expressions showing deep remorse.
"It's alright, it's alright!"
Hao Ren comforted him, "It's nothing, it's not your problem, it's alright."
"Are you going to take the fan bus back? Here, come with me to the locker room, and we'll head back to Leipzig together after the interview."
Dongqiudi Match Report: RB Leipzig defeated Hoffenheim 3-1, successfully advancing to the German Cup final against Borussia Dortmund. Hao Ren scored one goal and 1 assist.
pass.
Forwarded: After the match, a conflict broke out between players from both sides outside the stadium, and a 34-year-old Hoffenheim fan was suspected of causing trouble while intoxicated.
"I told you, you don't need to stop me. I'll go up and kill him. That'll be the end of it."
"Who knew he would actually dare to push you?"
Kimmich was speechless, feeling apologetic for his earlier attempts to mediate: "That guy is really crazy, he thinks he's invincible just because he's had a few drinks."
Upon arriving at the entrance of the press conference room, Hao Ren gestured for Kimmich to be quiet, and then the two went inside together.
Click, click, click!
Click, click, click!
"Goodman, Joshua, were you involved in the altercation that just happened outside the stadium?"
"Goodman, do you know those two boys holding up the signs?"
"What is the cause of the conflict?"
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The reporters were quick to relay the news, but the scene was already in complete chaos.
Hao Ren held the microphone and waited for a long time before the room became quiet.
"Take your time, take your time. Hmm—you two kids you're talking about, yes, I know them. I met them at a soccer field last year, and I teach them how to play soccer when I have time, so I guess you could call me their teacher."
Hao Ren nodded as he spoke, "By the way, they played very well."
"They were blocked by drunk Hoffenheim fans. Does this mean you've broken ties with Hoffenheim and there's no longer any possibility of you transferring there? Is that true?"
"Not entirely. I do not like fans other than those from Leipzig, but—I think the main reason for this incident was alcohol, and there is no need to generalize it to Hoffenheim as a whole."
Hao Ren shrugged.
Not bullying children is a principle that everyone understands.
If it weren't for the alcohol taking effect, that guy probably wouldn't have acted recklessly.
"So you believe this incident was caused by alcohol, and there's no other reason?"
"Not entirely. The sign Lucas and his friends were holding might have angered the Hoffenheim fans. Oh, Lucas is the name of one of the kids."
Click, click, click!
"If you choose to support Lucas and his team, do you also support what's on their support signs? Isn't that a bit too provocative?"
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""
Hao Ren stretched his neck: "I agree with what was written on that support sign. I don't think they did anything wrong."
Upon hearing this, Kimmich, who was standing next to Hao Ren, suddenly turned his head and looked at Hao Ren with a surprised expression.
I originally thought Hao Ren would avoid the question, but now it seems that Kimmich was overthinking it.
"You're not wrong? So you also think the 2nd Bundesliga is better than the Bundesliga?"
Click, click, click!
The reporters in the audience became interested, and some even stood up, eagerly awaiting Hao Ren's next answer.
I think so.
Hao Ren held up one finger: "We all know that the Bundesliga is often referred to as 1.Liga."
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"The Bundesliga 2 is represented by 2.Liga, which is a numerical representation."
The reporter nodded slowly, but quickly frowned: "So—what are you trying to say, Goodman?"
""
Hao Ren first extended his index and middle fingers, then retracted his middle finger, turning his two fingers into one.
"2 is greater than 1, that's a mathematical rule. 2 is always greater than 1, and the same applies to leagues. The 2nd Bundesliga is greater than the 1st Bundesliga, there's no problem with that."
"Um----"
"And today's result proves that statement. We are indeed stronger than many Bundesliga teams, not just Hoffenheim."
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