What is an attacking defensive midfielder?

Chapter 94 Why Did the Defensive Midfielder Get the Top Scorer Mission?

Chapter 94 Why Did the Defensive Midfielder Get the Top Scorer Mission?

[Tuchel, so you're a hater of my chicken dad too!]

[Hahaha, this is hilarious! Tuchel doesn't even know Hao Ren, and the reporter is still asking him.]

Where is Hao Qiuwang? Where is I, Hao Qiuwang?

Hao Ren probably hasn't seen this news yet, otherwise he would be furious.

So Hao Ren isn't going to Dortmund, right? How about considering Bayern Munich?

Tuchel was unemployed for a full year, during which time he only followed the top five European leagues and had no idea who the so-called "Mr. Goodman" was.

This is a very sad thing, but Mr. Goodman himself is unaware of it, as he has just returned home from the bar and is preparing to activate his mission reward.

"call!"

I didn't sleep all night, but I felt much more awake after taking a shower.

Hao Ren rubbed his hands together and sat down in his gaming chair.

[Mission Progress: Assists (6/6) / Steals (15/20)]

Current status: Completed.

Mission Reward: Random Serie A Player Chest (Gold).

[You have obtained ————Filippo Inzaghi's goal-scoring instinct template (trainee)]

[Talent: The Way of the Man Triggered, Filippo Inzaghi's goal-scoring instinct template (Apprentice) → (Replica)]

[Positioning: 61→66]

[Vision range: 70→72]

Speed: 64 → 66

Overall rating: 77→78

Hmm————

Inzaghi's goal-scoring instinct template is quite powerful, judging from the attribute boosts it provides.

Unfortunately, this template did not provide Hao Ren with defensive attributes.

In other words, this is a purely offensive template!

Damn!

I wonder if Mr. Goodman can use defense to convert to offense and steal attributes? What's the point of creating a pure offensive template?

Unfortunately, Hao Ren did not know Inzaghi in real life.

If Mr. Goodman knew him, he would definitely punish him in person!

Hao Ren (17 years old)

[Ball possession: 66; Passing: 79.5]

[Shots: 78.5; Headers: 64; Set pieces: 61]

Speed: 66; Endurance: 68; Physical Strength: 80

[Defense: 76; Vision: 72]

[Talent: Reversal of Cause and Effect —]

[Achievement: 151 LP in Silver Rank (LP required for promotion: 200)]

Overall rating: 78

With an overall attribute score of 78, he is only 49 LP away from the Gold rank.

[With the season nearing its end, you have received the ultimate mission for the 14-15 season.]

The ultimate mission has two completion paths, each offering different rewards. If neither path is completed before the season ends, the mission will not reappear.

[Option 1: Top scorer in the German Second Division (currently third)]

【Option 2: Winning two titles in a season (Progress: 1/2)】

Hao Ren's comprehension skills were quite good; after reading it once, he roughly understood what the ultimate mission was.

If you fail to complete the timed missions at the end of the season, you'll have to wait a whole year!

Of the two ways to complete the task, Hao Ren immediately chose the simpler and more straightforward second method.

But this season's double championship —

Their opponent in the semi-finals is Hoffenheim, and their opponent in the finals is unknown.

In this situation, completing the task through method two seems to be no easy task.

The problem is, approach one is way too damn abstract!

Mr. Goodman is a purely defensive midfielder, so why give him a top scorer assignment?!

April 28th, Neckar-Arena. Today's match for Leipzig in April is their last game – a crucial German Cup semi-final!

Leipzig had good luck in both the Round of 16 and the Quarter-finals, enjoying the advantage of playing at home.

But now, in the semifinals, Leipzig's luck has run out.

"Zeigt's ihnen! Hoffenheim hoch! (Beat them! Long live Hoffenheim!)"

"Sieg! Wir wollen Sieg! (Victory, we will win!)"

As the team bus drove into the stadium, Hao Ren heard the cheers from the fans outside.

"It feels a little scary."

Hao Ren said softly.

"Of course, they can't win the Bundesliga title, they can only compete for the German Cup." Kimmich shrugged.

"That's true, why don't we do it?"

Hao Ren and Kimmich bumped fists.

"Come on, good! The match hasn't even started yet, and you're already looking down on your opponent?"

"No! What?! I was just saying we have a league title, I didn't mean to look down on our opponents. Youssef, don't misunderstand, you're misunderstanding everything."

Hao Ren gently tapped the back of the seat in front of him with his fist, signaling Paulsen to turn his head back.

"Oh, okay!"

Despite it being a crucial semi-final, the Leipzig players on the team bus didn't seem particularly nervous.

Clearly, the joy of winning the Bundesliga 2 title early has not yet dissipated within the team.

"This should be one of our few advantages."

Almas clenched his fists, seemingly anticipating the upcoming match.

"It's not just these."

Rangnick said seriously, "We have many advantages that will allow us to win this game."

"Beep!"

"The match has begun. Now, let me introduce the starting lineups for both sides!"

"First up is the home team, Hoffenheim!"

Hoffenheim (4-3-2-1)

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Goalkeeper: Oliver Baumann; Defenders: Toljan, Bicakcic, Strobl, Andreas; Midfielders: Polanski, Schwegler, Rudy; Forwards: Firmino, Schiplock, Volland. In today's match, Leipzig changed their usual aggressive tactics.

At the start of the match, forwards like Poulsen and Vlaan played very conservatively.

Even a defensive midfielder who ranks high on the scoring charts didn't rush forward!

"It seems Rangnick has changed his tactics today; is he not prepared to go head-to-head with Hoffenheim?"

"But I have a feeling something's off, guys. I don't know if you can tell, but I feel like Rangnick wants to see how the other side is going to play first, and then make a counter-strategy."

"Firmino! Firmino is dribbling forward, very fast!"

Leipzig's players began to retreat.

Kimmich is preparing to defend Firmino one-on-one.

"here!"

Fonte asked Firmino for the ball, but the latter insisted on breaking through on his own.

This guy is really arrogant, not taking a German second division midfielder seriously at all!

"Chicken Bro! Get him!"

Hao Ren shouted.

The next second, Firmino flicked the ball to his left, and Kimmich quickly stretched out his leg.

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To be successful!

Firmino pulled the ball to his feet, successfully avoiding Kimmich's interception.

"Holy shit!!!"

Unexpectedly, Kimmich was fooled so easily. Hao Ren shouted and quickly ran over to provide backup.

Firmino looked up and saw that the defender was Hao Ren, so he decisively passed the ball to Friend.

Seeing this, Rangnick shook his head on the bench.

In this season's German Cup, many Bundesliga teams underestimated teams from the 2. Bundesliga, simply going into battle without any preparation.

But Hoffenheim faced Leipzig in the semi-finals, having learned from the lessons of Leverkusen and Wolfsburg!

Snapped!

Volland delivered a cross from a 45-degree angle.

Inside the penalty area, Shiplock!

boom!

Hoffenheim's center forward unleashed a powerful header.

Goal!

but----

Hey!

"Whoa!!!!"

Before the Leipzig players could even complain, the referee disallowed the goal.

Offside

That was close!

With a sigh, Hao Ren couldn't help but feel anxious.

The opponent was a team from the Bundesliga, which was bad enough in itself.

To make matters worse, they haven't underestimated their opponent!

"Brother Chicken, be careful when you're on defense!"

Hao Ren beckoned to Kimmich, "That number 10 accelerates pretty fast, you'd better keep your distance from him, don't let him fool you!"

"I know, I know!"

Kimmich gave Hao Ren a look.

This guy looks like he's under a lot of pressure!

21th minute!

Currently, if we only look at possession, Hoffenheim is definitely in the lead.

Of course, this is of no use.

Hoffenheim's possession rate was mainly achieved in the first few minutes of the game.

After a period of defensive play, Leipzig players gradually increased their offensive intensity, and their possession gradually turned around.

"They're here!"

"really!"

"See that? Hao Ren is pushing forward more frequently, and Leipzig's pace is quickening. This is clearly an attack!"

Hao Ren dribbled past the center circle and made a through pass to Forsberg in front of him.

"Oh!!!"

This was a link-up play between Leipzig's defensive midfielder and attacking midfielder; Forsberg received the ball and then passed it to Poulsen on the right wing.

A classic bottom-line attack!

"hurry up!"

The 10-second counter-attack window hasn't closed yet, and Hoffenheim's defenders aren't all in position. They need to act quickly!

At that moment, Poulsen made an unexpected choice.

Snapped!

The inverted triangle formation goes directly to Anthony-Jon coming from the left flank!

Seeing this, Hao Ren and Forsberg quickly exchanged positions at the top of the arc.

Forsberg received Anthony Jung's pass, stepped on it, and then passed it to Hao Ren.

Have the opportunity!

The newly acquired Inzaghi template has significantly improved Hao Ren's ball control, making him very confident now.

Enter the restricted area decisively!

Hao Ren overestimated his 66-point ball control attribute, and briefly lost control of the ball in the penalty area.

Fortunately, the opposing defenders didn't react in time, which gave him the opportunity.

boom!

"Goal!"

"Hao Ren!"

"Nice! 1-0! Guys, Hao Ren scored!"

"Leipzig is in the lead!"

Holy crap!

Why did Leipzig score the first goal? Was it that ruthless?

[Waaaaah, is my Hao Qiuwang finally willing to unleash his full potential?!]

[It seems like they were leading for the first time in the Bundesliga. Leipzig's improvement is truly remarkable, almost terrifying.]

[Rangnick, you can do it! 】

Fans don't care about possession rate or number of shots.

If Rangnick can lead Leipzig to victory, and Hao Ren's goal and assist numbers keep increasing, then you're doing great!

Judging from these indicators, Rangnick's achievements in Leipzig can be described as near perfect.

"roar-!!!"

Hao Ren slid out on his knees, took a big step on the GG sign, and then turned around to receive a hug from his teammates.

"Good!"

Wow!

"sure!"

Paulsen kept rubbing Hao Ren's hair.

I thought we could challenge Hoffenheim, but I didn't expect Leipzig to be the first to score.

And the goal came so quickly here!

*Clap clap clap clap clap!*

"RB!"

Boom!

RBL!

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Bang bang bang!

Before the first half was even halfway through, the away fans had already created a lively atmosphere.

The director switched the camera.

Two familiar faces were Lucas and Otto.

Today is Leipzig's away game, and it's truly commendable that they came to support them in person.

They not only came to the scene, but also brought the sign with them.

[2nd Bundesliga > 1st Bundesliga]

"Oh!!!!"

34th minute!

Ströbl, header!

boom!

The Hoffenheim center-back's header hit the grass, bounced up, and headed towards the goal.

Unfortunately, Klostermann was focused and headed the ball away from the ground.

"pretty!"

Poulsen hugged Klostermann, clenching his fists and desperately encouraging his teammate.

"That's it! Kick it like that!"

37th minute!

"Hao Ren has come to support the flank; he's probably going to coordinate with Forsberg."

"Forsberry is looking for Maurice!"

"Hao Ren is waiting to provide backup behind Morris!"

"Leipzig's current strategy is to compress the opponent's defense and then have Hao Ren make a long pass—"

"They're here!"

Wang Chao's words proved prophetic; Hao Ren received a pass back from his teammate and delivered a perfectly executed long pass.

The one with the ball is—

Tiger Woods on the right baseline!

Snapped!

A cross from the byline in Leipzig.

Inside the penalty area, Frahn stretches out his leg!

Frahn was on the offside line and almost scored into an empty net.

The shot didn't have any angle, but it really didn't need to.

Goal!

2: 0!

"Wow!!!!"

The Leipzig players sprinted towards the away stands, celebrating amidst cheers from the fans.

"Good job, that's a great story!"

"Indeed, Goode's pass. Hmm—where's Goode?"

Kimmich and Tiger were still bragging about Hao Ren when they discovered that Hao Ren wasn't even nearby.

Turning around, I finally found Hao Ren in the home team's stands.

Leipzig has a total of 10 outfield players excluding the goalkeeper. Nine of them celebrated in the away stands, while Hao Ren went to the home stands.

"Call it out! Come on! Keep calling it out!"

Hao Ren arrogantly showed off his abs in front of the home team fans.

""

Kimmich's lips twitched. "This guy—I forgot to catch him."

"Ha ha!"

Poulsen laughed: "It's alright, yellow cards will be cleared in the final, he should know that."

Although he was the team captain, Poulsen wasn't worried about Hao Ren's yellow card; on the contrary, he found Hao Ren's celebration very interesting.

"Maybe we should learn from Goode; his way of celebrating is much cooler."

Kimmich helplessly shrugged.

"Shh!!!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"

[Yellow Card: Hao Ren (RBL)]

"Let's wait for 3-0!"

Hao Ren got into an argument with the home team fans in the stands, yelling, "I'll fuck you to death!"

Hao Ren's actions caused quite a stir, and the away team fans quickly noticed and began to cheer him on.

Good man!

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Boom!

Mr. Goodman!

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Bang bang bang!

"The Great Goodman!"

Bang bang bang!

'

""

"Beep, beep!!"

The first half ended with a score of 0-2.

Hoffenheim, playing at home, are down by a full two goals, and their players are currently in a somewhat bewildered state.

The head coach was also anxious and was calling to the players from the bench, signaling them to hurry back to the locker room.

"They were playing haphazardly."

Hao Ren walked slowly across the field, commenting on their opponents with Kimmich. "They completely lost their composure after conceding one goal. They're definitely not good enough. They need to go back and practice more."

"Yes."

""

Kimmich nodded. "Mr. Goodman is right. But, esteemed Mr. Goodman, could you please give me a small suggestion?"

"Hmm? What suggestion? Chicken Bro, just say it, Mr. Goodman is listening."

"If there's any celebration in the second half, don't take your shirts off."

"Hey! I know what kind of suggestion this is. Of course I won't take it off!"

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