What is an attacking defensive midfielder?

Chapter 129 Mr. Goodman broke the law?

May has arrived.

With competitions in the league, Europa League, and German Cup, RB Leipzig will have a total of 6 matches to play in October.

I thought the September schedule was already packed enough, but it turns out there's one more match in October!

"Tired? -- How could I be tired, brothers? You underestimate me."

In the Douyu live stream, Hao Ren, who was playing League of Legends ranked matches, was answering fans' questions.

"What rest? Rest my ass! I'll definitely still be in the starting lineup. Just remember to watch the broadcast."

"Whether you watch pirated versions or not is up to you. I don't get any money if you watch the legitimate versions."

[Sure, you can record this and send it to the German Football Association.]

[Showing off again! Ionia, huh? Wait till I log in and snipe you.]

[Hey upstairs, stop barking! Hao Ren's a master in server one, not just anyone can snipe him.]

[There's a match the day after tomorrow, Hao Ren, can you go to sleep and stop playing games? I'm going to report you if you keep playing games.]

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Browsing through the comments in the live stream, Hao Ren seemed somewhat speechless.

"I'm not even worried about losing, so why are you all worried?"

"Next round we're playing Mainz. Mainz is easy to beat, right? Honestly, it'll be easier for me to beat Mainz than to win a single Masters game."

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After waiting for a long time, Hao Ren finally entered the game.

[Everyone] Come and get me: Hao Qiuwang! It's finally your turn!

"Wow, we got to line up with fans?"

Hao Ren opened the tab interface and found that the "Come and Catch Me" message was actually positioned opposite him!

In his excitement, Hao Ren typed rapidly on the keyboard.

[Everyone] 14-year-old mid-laner wants to play professionally: Hello.

"You see, Mr. Goodman, I'm always very polite to my fans, this is no joke—huh?"

[Everyone] Come and get me: Hao Qiuwang, I borrowed your account to snipe you. If I beat you to a pulp, can you end the stream and go to sleep?

"Wow, is that even possible?"

"But it's no use sniping me. Even though I showed my face, I'm not a beauty streamer, I'm a skill streamer."

Hundreds of thousands of people in the live stream chat started making a fuss with bullet comments, but Hao Ren showed disdain and continued typing on his keyboard.

[Everyone] 14-year-old mid-laner wants to go pro: No use, you probably don't know how strong I am.

[Double kill!]

[Triple kill!]

"Come and catch me! I'm almost a god!"

'

""

Hao Ren tilted his head, staring blankly at the gray screen in front of him.

【Ha ha ha ha】

[Professional gamers, please stop bullying Mr. Goodman!]

Stop messing around, bro, I just want Hao Ren to play football properly.

In less than 30 minutes, the opposing team had already destroyed our base.

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Hao Ren, lying in the spring, was utterly puzzled.

"No, why is he so good? I've only been out of the game for a few days, and I should at least be at the master level, right?"

'

【fail】

The base exploded.

At that moment, a chat box popped up in the lower left corner of the screen.

[Everyone] Come and get me: Sorry Hao Qiuwang, the boss has issued a kill order for you. If you don't get 8 hours of sleep, more than a dozen of us will log in and snipe you. You can't win.

[Everyone] Come and get me: Play your game well, win every match, football is your job.

[Everyone] Come and catch me! Go for it!

J

","Grass!"

Dongqiudi (a sports betting platform) is buzzing: Summoner's Rift has issued a death warrant! Hao Ren received a warning while streaming a game: If you don't get 8 hours of sleep, you're guaranteed to lose in ranked matches.

[Holy crap, this is so entertaining! Which foot massage parlor owner issued a kill order against Hao Qiuwang?]

Hao Ren is a master; achieving 100% sniping accuracy must be very difficult, right?

"You don't understand. If the opposing team has a high-ranking player and your teammate is also throwing the game, I don't know how Hao Ren can win."

[Hmm—I don't think it's a kill order from the foot massage parlor owner, but rather from some big shot in football betting. How so?]

[What are you even talking about? All the big shots are protecting Hao Qiuwang, while you second-rate guys were still hesitant when buying Leipzig.]

"What's wrong, Goode? You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

During breakfast, Paulsen noticed Hao Ren's unusual behavior and promptly asked him about it.

"It's nothing."

Hao Ren took a bite of beans, chewing and shaking his head.

"Come on! Is there anything I can't say?"

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Paulson reached out and patted Hao Ren on the shoulder: "Good, even if you get arrested by the police in the red-light district, I'll keep it a secret for you!"

"Fuck you! It's not like that!"

Hao Ren sighed helplessly, and then began to explain to Paulsen.

The gist of it is that he won't have an easy time streaming games anymore because some unknown "boss" is betting on him to lose.

"Is that even possible? What did you do to be being chased in the game?"

Poulsen's eyes widened, while Klosterman suppressed a laugh: "Ahem, haha, Goode, why are you so good at self-restraint?"

"What?!"

Hao Ren berated Klosterman: "I didn't do anything right, did I? Someone was trying to kill me, what could I do?"

"I just streamed and played games properly, and I didn't do anything wrong. In fact, I played pretty well, and I never let my teammates down."

Paulsen nodded slightly: "It's probably because there's a betting odds. The bookmakers see you playing the game and just set up a betting line so you keep losing, and then they keep making money."

"Impossible. If such a thing were to happen, they wouldn't have told me directly. I must have been losing without knowing it."

Hao Ren did not think that Paulsen was right.

If someone were to use your game stream for gambling, you would do it very discreetly; there's no need to tell yourself you're being "hunted down" after the game ends.

"Okay, so what do you think is going on?"

Kimmich looked at Hao Ren, who had already finished his breakfast.

"What else could it be? Someone doesn't like Mr. Goodman. You know, some people are like that; they don't like Mr. Goodman because he's too strong."

"Yes, it's that Erend. The boss who issued the kill order against me is probably the same kind of person as Erend. A scoundrel."

"Ha ha!"

Kimmich stood up: "Don't think about it too much! The game is tomorrow."

"Of course I know there's a match tomorrow. I train way harder than you, Chicken Bro!"

"Brother Chicken, your legs are too far apart, you're going to get your crotch pierced!"

"Oh, mine, mine!"

Reminded by Hao Ren, Kimmich quickly raised his hand and then adjusted his posture.

"If the attacking player isn't accelerating fast, you need to get closer to him to limit his movements!"

Hao Ren gave the instructions and quickly gave Kimmich a demonstration.

"Oh!"

clap clap clap!

At the edge of the training field, Rangnick and Almas stood together.

"In retrospect, it was the right thing to leave Joshua behind."

Almas lamented, "His talent is worth far more than 800 million euros; it's simply not worth selling him to Bayern for 800 million euros."

"It has many flaws, but—"

Rangnick observed Kimmich making defensive moves on the court: "He has a good mentor."

"Ha ha!"

"What are you laughing at? I'm serious."

Rangnick gave Almas a reproachful look.

"Okay, okay, so what are you planning to do? Are you going to find him a substitute during the winter transfer window? Or are you going to replace him with a stronger midfielder?"

After listening to the assistant coach's question, Rangnick turned his attention back to Kimmich on the field.

"—Judging from the current situation, Joshua's growth rate is already fast enough. So I will not consider making any midfield signings for the time being."

"and----"

"Huh? And what?"

"As I told you, our team's biggest advantage is its age. The average age of our starting lineup is the youngest in the entire Bundesliga."

Rangnick began to speak slowly.

For top-league teams, tactical adjustments and player recruitment are the most effective ways to make the team stronger.

Although Leipzig plays in the same top league, this team has very distinctive characteristics.

Their key players are all too young!

Hao Ren, the team's most valuable player, is not even an adult yet!

Therefore, for this special type of team, there is another way to make the team stronger:

Improve the abilities of existing players!

"Young players have their advantages; our players are highly malleable and improve much faster."

"But, Ralf, no matter what, improvement takes time measured in seasons, and we still need to rely on signings this season."

"No, I don't think so."

Ok?

Almas was surprised because he hadn't expected that his words would be disapproved of.

"Joshua is an example. Many of our key players have improved faster than I initially predicted. This shows that I underestimated their potential. Our players are very talented, not just Goodman."

"this----"

Almas opened his mouth slightly: "So you mean—"

"We need to unlock their full potential."

"The sooner the better!"

10 month 3 day.

Leipzig hosted their first match of the month at home.

Bundesliga Round 8 match against Mainz!

Regarding this match, everyone's discussion revolves around two points.

1. Can Leipzig maintain their unbeaten league record?

2. Can Mr. Goodman, who likes to show off, continue his perfect performance from the previous two months?

In any case, these two things are fundamentally closely linked.

Leipzig, Mr. Goodman!

Good man!

"7

"Golden Boy!"

After drawing with Bayern Munich last month, some media outlets started to hype up Hao Ren, saying that the Leipzig number 10 was very likely to be shortlisted for this year's Golden Boy award.

The Golden Boy award doesn't generate as much buzz as the Golden Globe, so many fans don't pay much attention to it after seeing it.

But it's different for Leipzig fans!

They are Mr. Goodman’s loyal followers, and they want to see their idol become even greater!

Golden Boy!

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Mr. Goodman, Golden Boy!

'

The home team's locker room at this moment.

Hao Ren doesn't care about things like the Golden Boy Award right now, at least not at the moment.

Because he has a very important mission on his shoulders!

[Mission Progress: Victory Points (44/50)]

"Mr. Goodman!"

With only 6 points of winning points remaining, Hao Ren only needs to win this game to complete his mission, regardless of his performance.

And if you lose, you'll have to wait another whole week!

"Come on, everyone, come over here for a second!"

Poulsen has not yet fully recovered his competitive form, so Sebastian will continue to serve as captain today.

"Let's continue our miracle in our first game of October!"

Leipzig!

""

"Maller passes the ball to the wing!"

"Debramus!"

"Ouch!"

"Kimmich's interception was brilliant! Mainz's attack was completely disrupted!"

"Kimmich, find Klosterman on the right!"

"6

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"Mid lane!"

Dani Radja tried to make a steal, but his position was completely blocked by Hao Ren.

"For those behind!"

Maurice delivered a cross from the byline, successfully finding Werner in the penalty area.

Werner!

boom!

"Goal!"

"1:0!"

"Leipzig is in the lead!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, and the Leipzig players on the field flocked to the stands to celebrate.

Although it was Werner who scored, Hao Ren was probably the most excited player.

Leading 1-0!

He was finally able to complete his mission!

"Well done!"

Hao Ren grabbed Werner's ear and shouted.

Live match report: Klostermann's shot went wide, the score remains 1-0.

Live report: On-site data shows that Mainz had possession of the ball in their half for 74% of the time.

The half in which the ball is located is the best indicator of Leipzig's dominance, and it's much more useful than the traditional "possession rate".

Mainz had possession in their own half for 74% of the time, which meant the away team had virtually no chance to get the ball up the pitch.

If so, most of them were pushed back by Leipzig.

Judging from the situation on the field, Mainz's two defenders, Bale and Bungert, were also in a panic and made frequent mistakes.

All I can say is that if Leipzig's center forward hadn't been Werner, but any other player known for their shooting ability, Mainz would have suffered a crushing defeat in this match!

"Werner's shot—it was disgusting!"

"Haha, he got the shot by making a run."

"But actually, it's not a big problem. We see that Werner is a very good fit for Rangnick's pressing system. His arcing runs can put pressure on two opposing players at the same time in a short period of time."

'

boom!

Balogun headed the ball away!

"Get out of the way!"

As soon as Hao Ren finished speaking, he strode forward.

Sabitzer quickly moved aside.

Watch Hao Ren!

Snapped!

This is a shot with the outside of the foot!

"Depend on!"

Wow!

After kicking the ball, Hao Ren cursed because he realized he hadn't put enough power into it.

Snapped!

Karius pushes the ball out!

The Mainz defender came over to clear the ball!

Snapped!

Inside the penalty area, Maurice kicked the ball to Sebastian.

The Mainz defender failed to clear the ball in time!

Sebastian took a direct shot!

"TOOORRRR!!!!"

Sebastian unleashed a powerful shot inside the penalty area and easily slotted the ball into the net!

2: 0!

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

"Leipzig!"

"Heja Leipzig! (Go Leipzig!)"

The camera focused on the Leipzig players near the corner flag.

It is now the 60th minute of the second half.

Leipzig players had a clear advantage at their home ground!

They will be the victors today!

"Long live Leipzig!"

"Long live!"

Hao Ren and Kimmich rushed directly into the arms of the fans.

"We fucking won again!!!"

"6

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"Whoosh, beep whoosh—!!!"

"Wow!!!!"

The referee blew the whistle to end the match, and Hao Ren finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Leipzig maintained their unbeaten run.

Furthermore, and more importantly!

Mr. Goodman is about to collect his mission reward!

[Match results in progress————]

[League Points +11]

[Achievement: 109 LP in Gold tier (LP required for promotion: 350)]

[Mission Progress: Victory Points (55/50)]

Current status: Completed.

Not only did Hao Ren reach the Gold tier with 109 Victory Points, he also completed this task that had been hanging on his person for quite some time.

Suppressing his excitement, Hao Ren knew that now was not the time to claim the mission rewards.

"Here we are, the Red Warriors!"

"Mit Feuer und Flamme, Wir kampfen für den Namen! (We come from the East, we fight for this name!)"

RBL!

'

Boom!

RBL!

'

Boom!

Today's match has ended, but the atmosphere in the stadium has only intensified.

After match after match, some Leipzig fans are starting to get confused about what's going on.

How long can they remain undefeated?

Outside the stadium, Sky Sports TV reporters were interviewing fans who had just finished watching the game.

"I don't know why, but last month when we played Bayern, I thought it would be the turning point for Leipzig this season, but I was wrong. When the game against Dortmund started, I thought it would be the turning point for us this season, but I was wrong again."

The interviewed fan spoke with incoherent gestures and had faint tears in his eyes.

"By October, I thought we were pretty much done, oh, Leipzig should have lost too. Losing to Mainz is normal, after all, our players were already tired."

"The result, the result!"

The fans shrugged: "We fucking won again!"

"Nine games have been played this season, and we're still undefeated!"

"This is Leipzig, Leipzig Red Bull!"

After the interviewed fan finished speaking, more and more people quickly approached the Sky Sports reporter.

Everyone was very excited after watching the game and wanted to share their thoughts with the media.

Meanwhile, in the locker room, the Leipzig players had a water fight using bottled water.

"oh!"

Almas had just stepped into the locker room when he came out a second later.

"Now doesn't seem like the right time for me to go in?"

"Come on, sir! Please come in!"

Klostermann extended an invitation to Almas.

"Um...then there's no need for that."

Almas declined the player's invitation: "Lucas, could you call Goodman for me?"

"Who are you calling?"

The room was too noisy, so Klosterman took a few steps toward the door so he could hear Almas's voice more clearly.

"Goodman!"

"okok!"

"Good! Good!"

"Stop scrolling on your phone! Are you addicted to the internet?! Almas has been waiting for you outside for ages!"

Hasenhüttl stated that Ingolstadt and Leipzig are teams of the same caliber because they also come from the 2. Bundesliga.

So in the end, your two teams' league results will be very close—Goodman, do you agree with this assessment?

"I don't quite agree."

The first question of the day made Hao Ren a little nervous.

Do Bundesliga reporters collect a lot of trending news before interviewing themselves?

"Alright then."

"We heard you've been put on the kill list in League of Legends? What's going on? Did you offend someone?"

'

"Maybe so, I'm not really sure. But as far as I can remember, I haven't done anything too bad. You know my character, Mr. Goodman has never committed a foul intentionally, nor has he ever broken the law."

Click!

Click, click, click!

"Would you still log into the game if you were under a kill order?"

"Of course, I'm not afraid of that kill order at all."

Hao Ren scoffed: "They think they can control my wins and losses because they don't understand my gaming skills. Honestly, if I get serious, I'm better at LoL than I am at soccer."

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Hao Hao has created another classic moment; let's make a record of it.

【Hahahahaha】

"Then the next question—hmm."

Ding!

Just as the reporter was about to ask a question, his phone rang in his pocket.

I didn't think anything of it at first, but then I heard my phone vibrating around me.

The dozen or so reporters in the audience received the news almost simultaneously.

Hao Ren raised an eyebrow: "It must be something very important. You can look at your phones first, I'm not in a hurry."

The reporter who was about to ask a question had already stood up, and to show respect for Hao Ren, decided not to look at his phone and continue asking his question.

As a result, his colleague next to him pulled him up.

Ok?

"Look at your phone!"

"6

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A reporter from the Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung: The academic records of RB Leipzig's number 10 midfielder, Gudman, are invalid under German law, and German football will investigate this matter.

"If the situation is confirmed, RB Leipzig could be found guilty of violating laws protecting minors." This means head coach Ralf Rangnick could face suspension.

Appendix. Why Goodman's school registration is invalid: According to the German Law on the Protection of Youth Labor and the German Compulsory Education Act.

this----

To be honest, this news is absolutely explosive.

Even professional journalists are at a loss when they first see the news.

However, they quickly demonstrated their professionalism, rapidly reviewing the news materials and grasping a lot of key information.

Reporters below the stage all looked at him. Hao Ren, who had just rested for a while, picked up the microphone on the table: "What's wrong?"

""

Click, click, click!

"Forehead----"

The flash was a bit too bright, and Hao Ren regretted not bringing his phone with him.

But it's not a big problem. He should know what the reporter saw in the news after the interview.

"May I ask more questions?"

"That's what the reporter who was pulled down by his colleague asked."

"Yes, of course."

"Hmm—Mr. Goodman, according to the latest report from a journalist, Leipzig may have violated Germany's 'Juvenile Labor Protection Act' regarding you. Were you aware of this?"

'

"What—is that?"

Hao Ren pricked up his ears and listened attentively.

He felt he should have heard clearly, but he still found it strange.

"Could you say that again?"

"Goodman, according to the latest scoop from the reporter—"

Hao Ren listened attentively to the reporter's questions, confirming that everything he had just heard was correct.

"No, what's going on?"

Did I break the law?

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