What is an attacking defensive midfielder?

I'm watching!

"I'll do it!"

boom!

[Makelele's Precise Interception Template (Expert)]

Proficiency: -4/300

After making the steal and disrupting the play, Hao Ren helped Dem, who was lying on the ground, to his feet.

With his loan about to be paid off, Hao Ren became increasingly excited.

"Hurry, hurry!"

"No, Goodman, why are you in such a hurry? There's no need for this, is there?"

Paulsen shoved Hao Ren from behind.

The new coach was already putting a lot of pressure on him, so how did Hao Ren become so passionate?

"He had a blast stealing the ball."

As a close friend, Kimmich could obviously tell what Hao Ren was thinking: "Youssef (Polsen), you better watch yourself. I've already been fucked three times today."

"Ha ha!"

"Joshua, it's your own fault that you got the ball stolen from you. Goodman and I are really good friends, we're best buddies, he wouldn't steal the ball from me!"

Poulsen was not outmaneuvered by Hao Ren even once today, and he was incredibly confident.

Not only that, Poulsen even put his hand on Hao Ren's shoulder in front of Kimmich: "We're brothers!"

"..."

boom!

"Beautiful Goodman! That's Poulsen for you!"

"Get him! Get him!"

Kimmich, who was substituted off, cheered for Hao Ren from the sidelines.

Although Poulsen is over 1.85 meters tall, Hao Ren is not afraid of him in a real fight.

From Evergrande's youth academy to RB Leipzig's second team, and then to RB Leipzig's first team as a substitute, Hao Ren has always skipped grades to play in matches since he was a child!

boom!

[Makelele's Precise Interception Template (Expert)]

Proficiency: 0/300

You have repaid all loans and your credit score has been restored.

You can now start a new loan.

"Yusuf".

Hao Ren pulled Paulsen up from the grass.

"Wait, what happened to our buddy relationship? Goodman, what are you doing to me?"

"Yusuf, this is all for your own good."

Hao Ren patted his teammate on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Didn't your elders tell you? One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage. You need to train hard outside of the competition, Yusuf."

"what?"

"One minute on stage requires ten years of practice on stage"?

Paulsen tilted his head: "My parents don't seem to have told me this, and I've never heard you say that before."

"It's good that you know now. We're buddies, it's okay if I help you out."

"Oh, haha!"

"Wait!"

Paulsen snapped out of his daze, staring into Hao Ren's eyes: "You want to be my dad? No, I treat you like a buddy. You want to be my dad?"

"No, I just meant I'd mentor you and we'll train hard together. We're brothers, we should help each other out!"

"Oh, I see. Haha, we're both good buddies!"

Hao Ren acted very generously in front of his teammates.

During the break after the training session, Hao Ren's consciousness entered his mind, and he began his micro-management on the system panel.

Hao Ren now has two choices:

1. Continue to improve your proficiency with the loan interception template. First, upgrade the expert-level interception template to the next level. We'll deal with the others later.

2. The direct-drive template that was just obtained through the loan.

Of the two options, Hao Ren prefers the first one.

Maximize one attribute first; it's simple, brute-force, and effective.

However, considering the team's current overall style, Hao Ren ultimately chose to focus on improving his passing ability first.

[The powerful Mr. Goodman reversed cause and effect, prematurely withdrawing 118 points of proficiency]

[Tony Kroos's masterful through ball technique (Apprentice → Senior)]

[…Through pass template (senior)]

Proficiency: -118/300

[Pass: 64→67]

Ok……

Hao Ren's choice proved to be correct; his passing attributes were significantly improved after the template upgrade!

"gather!"

Almas's whistle rang out in the distance, and the players quickly gathered together.

After the meeting, Almas specifically kept Hao Ren behind.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"Ralph wants to see you. Go to his office."

……

The Leipzig head coach's office is located at the very back of the second floor of the training ground.

After the afternoon training session, Rangnick was sitting in his office chair, taking notes in his notebook.

Like Almas, Rangnick enjoys taking notes, but compared to assistant coaches who focus more on players, Rangnick prefers to study the team as a whole.

This book is his tactical notes.

Leipzig is unable to mount a purely offensive attack.

After writing this sentence, Rangnick adjusted his glasses, and the pen tip left countless black dots on the notebook.

After much hesitation, Rangnick finally continued writing.

A balance needs to be found between offense and defense.

Offense relies on pressing, defense relies on...

With a pen, Rangnick slowly tapped the table, drew a "✓" next to Hao Ren's name, and then immediately drew an "×".

Was Goodman right?

Or... is it wrong?

dong dong!

"Mr. Ralph?"

Hao Ren poked his head out from the doorway and came in after receiving permission.

"Your performance in the match the day before yesterday..."

"Oh, sorry!"

Hao Ren quickly interrupted Rangnick, because he remembered the look of utter dismay on the head coach's face during the game the day before yesterday.

"I did struggle to keep up with the pace of the attack, but that was the day before yesterday."

Hao Ren's eyes revealed his seriousness: "I feel like I've gotten a lot stronger now. Why don't you see how it goes in the next two matches?"

"..."

Rangnick took a deep breath.

I originally wanted to explain, but after thinking about it for a while, I gave up.

"Of course, what I said before still stands, you still have 2 games to play."

"I like players who maintain their passion in training; you deserve more opportunities."

Rangnick told Hao Ren that he would start in the next two games.

Hao Ren was overjoyed to receive the news, but Rangnick in front of him still had an inexplicably serious expression, which prevented Hao Ren from celebrating.

Goodman.

"Um?"

"I want to ask you a question, but it's not directly related to the competition. You can choose not to answer."

"Okay, go ahead."

"You should have realized by now that your technical skills don't match my style, and that's something that can't be changed, at least not right now, as we don't see any opportunity to change it."

Rangnick's already serious expression now exuded an even stronger sense of pressure.

"I acknowledge your talent, but if a stylistic clash means I need you to remain a substitute player, what will you do?"

"..."

Hao Ren thought for a moment and said, "It's very simple."

"It's very simple?"

A hint of confusion flashed across Rangnick's serious face: "Why?"

"I'll just change my style, I'll go all out on offense."

Hao Ren held up two fingers to remind the coach, "I've had an assist in both of my games this season. I feel like if I changed my playing style to attack, it shouldn't be a problem. Ralf, you know me, I'm a genius."

"..."

"Genius my foot! You think you can just change someone's playing style like that?!"

Rangnick's voice suddenly grew louder, and Hao Ren quickly moved back a distance: "This, this... I've never had it done before, but I'll give it a try."

"..."

"Okay, you can go out now."

Watching Hao Ren's departing figure, Rangnick sighed and scribbled something in his notebook.

This 16-year-old is taking everything far too lightly!

……