The template of Madoka Kaname: I rose from adversity to the summit.

[Win the match, post-match rating 9.8]

[Congratulations, host, on completing the mission]

[Random "Madoka" skill selection in progress...]

Acquired:

[Trembling + Fainting Dribble]

[Yuan Shen's dribbling skills often begin with an irregular tremor throughout his body, smoothing out the mental fog of his opponents and the audience.]

[When dribbling past an opponent, in a seemingly unbalanced and "dizzy" state, he completes the breakthrough in a strange yet effective way.]

[Proficiency: Minor Mastery (0/100)]

[Equilibrium: 75→77]

[Dribble: 63→65]

coming!

The ultimate move is here!

Unexpectedly, this smooth little combo is actually the same skill.

Yuan Meng is already looking forward to going to the Bundesliga and giving them a chance to shine.

The next day, Yuan Meng received a notification.

The message contained only two items: first, a notification to go to the first team for training; and second, preparations to discuss a new contract.

Yuan Meng is currently on a youth training contract, which pays very little. If she wants to buy something like a game console, she will need some financial assistance from her parents.

He immediately contacted his agent, Wirth, who works for Roof, one of Germany's top brokerage firms.

"A new contract?"

Wirth was a little surprised. He thought Yuan Meng had little chance of being noticed by Dortmund, but after only a few months in the U19 team, she was going to be promoted to the first team and even get a professional contract.

His voice revealed a hint of joy.

"No problem, I've been helping Havertz with his contract issues lately... Can I contact Dortmund the day after tomorrow?"

"OK, thank you for your trouble." Yuan Meng remained polite.

Werter was introduced to Yuan Meng by a friend of her father, who is said to be the CEO of an overseas sports company. The person he introduced should be quite reliable.

Yuan Meng also checked Roof's information; he is quite professional and has handled many top European players' contracts and business issues.

Moreover, this Mr. Wirth has been in Germany for many years and has considerable seniority; he is in charge of the pharmaceutical company's rising star, Havertz.

Wilt opened Yuan Meng's file, preparing to record the information.

"Tell me your honest opinion, what kind of treatment are you looking to get?"

Yuan Meng didn't quite understand either, but she gave a brief explanation.

"I'd be content with the same level of playing time as other newly promoted players, like Pulisic. I'd rather have a certain amount of playing time than a higher salary."

"No problem," Wirth said confidently. "Our company has a long-standing partnership with Dortmund, and the contract terms are very detailed. If you are unable to play for several consecutive periods, I will help you secure a transfer or loan opportunity."

"The key lies in the base salary. It might be a bit difficult to match Pulisic's salary. He is a key talent that Dortmund is focusing on developing, and his annual salary is estimated to be around one million."

Well, Yuan Meng could roughly guess that it would be difficult to match Pulisic.

"So, approximately how much can I get?"

"An annual salary of 60 euros can still be achieved for you, along with appearance bonuses and salary increase clauses."

Yuan Meng roughly calculated that if she could get some playing time, her annual salary could reach 70 to 80 yuan. After deducting taxes, she would probably still have about 40 yuan left.

That way, I won't need my family to send me money anymore!

The latest game consoles and AAA titles can also be added to your library!

"That sounds good. Thank you, Mr. Wilt."

"You're welcome," Wilt said sincerely. "I almost forgot to congratulate you on becoming a professional player."

"Thanks."

Yuan Meng hung up the phone, lay on the bed, and started scrolling through social media, mainly focusing on local news.

After the last game, he gained another 20,000 followers on Instagram, and is now heading straight for the 50,000 mark.

This was thanks to him starting to update his social media, where he posted pictures of Anthony's spin during training, which received widespread praise.

Comment area:

This is a flash of genius, a work worthy of being displayed in a museum!

I've never seen a player execute such a smooth spin! Thumbs up!

This is truly unbelievable!

[Awesome! The Spinning Top Prince! (Chinese)]

Yuan Meng gave it a thumbs up and replied:

A spinning top is also a spinning top. (in Chinese)

Immediately following was a reply from the other side:

Where are you competing? I'd like to come and watch.

Huh? We caught a living fan.

Yuan Meng quickly replied.

Borussia Dortmund.

Is it the second team? Or the youth team?

Whom are you looking down on? The first team!

Holy crap! You wait, I'm driving there from Munich in a few days!

The distance from Munich to Dortmund's home stadium, Westfalenstadion, is approximately 600 kilometers!

So enthusiastic?

Yuan Meng was genuinely flattered.

He turned off his phone and entered the system's online store.

He wanted to see what kind of cheating gadgets he could find, but...

[Anthony Pillow] [Points: 100]

[Anthony's ankle bandage] [Points: 100]

[Anthony's Recipe] [Points: 100]

[Carmelo Anthony's tattoo style] [Points: 200]

There's also a bunch of Anthony merchandise below.

Yuan Meng was dumbfounded. What did this mean?

This supposedly official system store doesn't sell potions; they're trying to fool him with these things!

Deceiving too much!

Although he was cursing in his heart, his hands were very honest. He used the 100 points given to him by the system to exchange for Anthony's pillow and put it on the bedside table.

Yuan Meng closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and whispered to herself, "Goddess Yuan, please bless me so that my debut with the first team will be a success!"

……

Brakel Training Base.

It was a bit chilly in Dortmund early in the morning. Yuan Meng shivered and zipped up her training uniform.

Many players have already arrived on the field.

The first player we see is Reus, the soul of Dortmund and the undisputed core of the attacking line.

He was whispering something in Captain Schmelzer's ear.

Yuan Meng approached and saw that Royce's calf was bandaged, as if he had been injured.

"Hey, a newbie?" Royce greeted him.

"Hello everyone!"

Seeing that Yuan Meng was standing ramrod straight, Captain Schmelzer said.

"Don't be shy. We're here early, so let's get ready first. The coach likes people to be on time."

"Okay, thank you so much!"

Yuan Meng took a stroll around, greeted the seniors, and matched the faces in her memory with these football stars.

Although the U19 team and the first team are in the same training base, Dortmund has strict management, and their training grounds and training times are separated as much as possible. Yuan Meng doesn't usually have many opportunities to meet with the first team players.

I'm new here, so I need to get familiar with things quickly.

"Guys, assemble!"

Tuchel arrived at the sidelines wearing a dark gray tracksuit, his hands in his pockets, his gaze calm and deep.

As soon as he finished speaking, the players quickly gathered together, and the field fell silent.

"You should see a new face; let's welcome him."

Sparse applause broke out, as if it were just a necessary formality.

"Yuan, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask the captain."

Yuan Meng followed Tuchel's gaze and looked at the man with short blond hair and a brown beard. He had a resolute appearance and the unique temperament of an old-school player.

Schmelzer smiled at Yuan Meng, showing basic goodwill.

If Reus is the soul of the attacking third, then Schmelzer is undoubtedly the soul of the defense.

His playing style is not flashy, yet he was able to become the captain of Borussia Dortmund.

This is because he embodies composure, fortitude, and discipline.

These qualities enabled him to win over the talented players at Borussia Dortmund!

That's enough.

Tuchel scanned the group, his expression suddenly turning grim.

"Tsk, late again?"

"Never mind him, let's warm up first."