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

Yuan Meng suppressed her restless emotions and remained steadfast in her position.

Perhaps due to lack of physical strength, or perhaps because the victory was already assured, the teammates played somewhat relaxed.

Shinji Kagawa suddenly unleashed a long-range shot from outside the penalty arc. The ball shot like lightning, hitting the crossbar and bouncing to the right flank.

Yuan Meng didn't want to give up possession of the ball, so he rushed to the sideline and kicked the ball in one swift motion, keeping it inside the penalty area.

He didn't stop; he rushed quickly toward the restricted area.

Fabian blocked his way.

Darmstadt's formation is rapidly contracting; any hesitation would be a waste of opportunity.

Yuan Meng quickly flicked the ball with her left foot, her mind filled with Dembele's series of feints.

His image gradually overlapped with the impression in his mind.

With a lowered shoulder, a slight sway of the body, and a light touch of the toes to the ball, a reverse half-turn is executed in one fluid motion.

[Human-ball combination]

[Proficiency: 0→50 (Beginner)]

Fabian's pupils dilated in shock. How could this young player's dribbling be so sharp?

By the time he started moving, Yuan Meng had already taken a favorable position, squeezing past Fabian on the right and quickly making her way down to the baseline.

Running to the right side of the penalty area, Yuan Meng found no one at the far post; the center forward was marked tightly by the center-back, and an assist was out of the question.

Awkward……

Yuan Meng had no choice but to feign a cross, then cut the ball back to her left with her right foot and begin to cut inside.

Darmstadt's advantage with a five-man defense was on full display at this moment.

Center-back Guvara boldly pushed forward, cooperating with Fabian to intercept Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng didn't want to waste this opportunity.

Just a second before Guvara got close, he planted his right foot firmly on the grass and curled a shot with his left!

[Anthony's long-range curling shot]

[Proficiency: 70→100 (Minor Mastery → Major Mastery)]

[Long-range shot: 63→68]

[Shots on goal: 66 → 68]

The ball grazed Guvara's thigh as it flew out, curving into a crescent shape and landing above the far corner of the goal before plummeting downwards!

"High? Low?"

The ball's trajectory was so powerful that goalkeeper Ethel couldn't judge where it would land and had to instinctively dive to the side.

Unfortunately, his fingertips barely grazed the ball before it was bounced away by the powerful spin.

"GOAL!!!!!"

"Scimitar—draw!"

"Yuan Meng scored an incredible goal, perfectly concluding his debut!"

"Yuan Shikai is awesome!!!"

Bang bang bang!

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Mohr and Kagawa Shinji, who witnessed the shot, held their heads in astonishment.

By the time the entire stadium reacted, deafening cheers resounded through the sky!

Yuan Meng rushed toward the corner flagpole and slid down to her knees in a passionate motion.

When he got up, he kicked the corner flagpole.

He went down to the stands and cheered with the fans.

A teammate on the bench suddenly handed Yuan Meng a hat and put it on her head.

He cheerfully adjusted his hat, waved to the fans, and then his teammates surrounded him.

Holy crap, one goal, four celebrations!

I can't believe it, this is hilarious!

[Tomorrow's headline has been decided: Yuan Shikai scores a hat-trick in his debut game.]

Yuan Meng's four congratulatory wishes for a single shot, a tribute to Carmelo Anthony, brought laughter to the entire arena.

Breaking news! Dortmund 5-0, over 4.5 goals!

[The spy has done a good job; put his head back in!]

[Brothers on the rooftop, please come downstairs in an orderly fashion and gather at Shuiyunxuan next door.]

I recommend Yuan Meng as the general manager to stabilize the market. Who agrees? Who disagrees?

[Your subject agrees! +10086]

The final whistle blew, and Dortmund defeated Darmstadt 98 5-0.

After taking a shower, Yuan Meng changed into some fresh clothes, still feeling dizzy.

He looked at Dembele and Schmelzer with some gratitude.

The former taught him how to play football, while the latter honed his dribbling skills.

Looking back at the last goal, if the shot had been taken even half a second later, it would have been blocked by Guvara.

It's harvest time!

[Defense: 71→72]

[Steals: 72→73]

[Dribble: 66→67]

[Positioning: 64→65]

[Match rating: 7.8]

[Mall Points: 100]

[Number of goals: 1]

[Reward: One designated "Madoka" skill]

Yuan Meng glanced at the skill list.

There are three options.

1. Small-scale response

This is an essential ability for a strong-side playmaker and a reflection of ball intelligence, but it is not suitable for Yuan Meng now, as he does not have that many possessions to utilize.

2. Off-the-ball movement

This is an essential skill for a weak-side finisher; mastering it can effectively create an offensive threat.

3. Fainting shot

This is... an incredibly awesome skill, beyond description.

Yuan Meng hesitated for a moment, then followed her heart.

[Reflecting on this...]

Even with my frail body, I won't let any shooting opportunity slip by. I'm not a compass, I'm the prince of Ajax, a fighter who never gives up!

[Learned: Fainting Shot]

[Proficiency: 70/100 (Beginner)]

[Even when the body is pressed down by the defender and about to lose balance, one can still force a final shot.]

Yuan Meng was still bothered by the first shot she missed, which ultimately stemmed from her lack of proficiency with shooting with her right foot.

The fainting shot can also be used with the right foot, so it's a good opportunity to practice the right foot.

Otherwise, the lack of a reverse foot would be a mere shell of its former self.

Yuan Meng was engrossed in his own world until Tuchel mentioned his name.

"Yuan, you played well today."

"Thanks, boss."

Without much explanation, the victory against the relegation-threatened team was expected.

……

Click, click, click—!

The flash of the camera made Yuan Meng almost unable to open her eyes.

A group of reporters in the audience were eager to see what was happening.

Chinese, 17 years old, scored a goal in his debut, and he was still with Borussia Dortmund's first team.

Any one of these points is a rare and excellent subject matter.

"Yuan, this is your first appearance since being promoted to the first team, and not only that, you also scored a very beautiful goal. How does it feel?"

"It feels like a dream."

Yuan Meng couldn't stop smiling.

"It feels amazing to score in my debut, and I feel very confident about the future."

"Was that goal part of a tactical setup, or did it come from a sudden flash of inspiration?"

"Yes, they are!"

Yuan Meng did not forget to praise Tuher, who was standing next to her.

"Coach Tuchel is an outstanding tactical mastermind; every move I made was meticulously designed by him."

"I originally intended to cross the ball for the last goal, but I felt the success rate was low, so I decided to shoot myself."

"You know, the pitch is like a battlefield, opportunities are fleeting, and sometimes players have to make their own decisions."

Wow!

Many reporters looked at each other, their expressions showing surprise.

This child has such high emotional intelligence.

Coach Tuchel is known for his strictness, especially in terms of tactics, and he does not tolerate the slightest disobedience.

There were previous rumors of a conflict between Tuchel and Dembele, but these were never confirmed.

However, it is a foregone conclusion that Dembele will be fined by Tuchel for being late for training.

As we all know, Dembele is great in every way except he doesn't like playing football and is addicted to video games.

"Mr. Tuchel, are you satisfied with Yuan's performance? Will he have any more opportunities to play in the future?"

good question!

This reporter is really sensible.

Yuan Meng turned her head slightly, wanting to see Tuher's reply.

The latter remained calm, picked up the microphone, and spoke in a steady and powerful voice.

"Yuan played well in this match, but his playing style was a bit immature."

"Every prepared player will get a chance."

"The key lies in the training attitude."

"I will consider letting him continue to play."

Nice!

Yuan Meng secretly pumped her fist in celebration under the table.

boom!

A fist slammed under the table, and everyone's eyes turned to Yuan Meng.

His face flushed red instantly.

"I'm just having a good time, you guys continue."

The press conference ended amidst laughter.