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

2017 1 Month 2 Day.

Leicester City host Middlesbrough.

Contrary to his appearance, Ranieri was very bold, directly including Yuan Meng in the starting lineup.

He decisively abandoned the diamond midfield formation and switched to a 4-4-2, a decision that caused considerable controversy in the locker room.

At this moment, Captain Morgan stepped forward: "Brothers, I understand your anxiety, but we must trust our leader. He led us to the top, and he will definitely lead us out of this slump!"

After the speech, the players temporarily put aside their distractions.

They didn't trust Yuan Meng, but rather the captain and head coach.

Yuan Meng understood this; he needed time to gain his teammates' trust, otherwise, no matter how many conveniences Ranieri gave him, it would be useless.

He looked at the somewhat kind-looking coach in front of him and admired Ranieri's decisiveness.

A feeling called "trust" lingered in Yuan Meng's heart.

You treated me like a national hero, and I will repay you as a national hero!

Yuan Meng donned a blue jersey with the Leicester City logo—the fox—printed on the chest and the number 16 on the back.

New jerseys, a new beginning.

Yuan Meng was very satisfied with the number; all the other numbers that were closer to the front had been chosen, with only number 16 being relatively close.

Robben also wore this number, and Yuan Meng wanted to emulate Robben and make his inside-cutting technique famous at Leicester City.

Before leaving the locker room, Yuan Meng spent her last 100 points to redeem "Yuan Shen's Bandage," which she wrapped around her ankle in the hope of bringing good luck.

The moment he stepped onto the field, a deafening roar of cheers erupted.

The King Power Stadium was submerged in a sea of ​​blue, but before Yuan Meng could enjoy it for even a moment, a notification sound suddenly rang in her mind.

A New Beginning

[Congratulations, host, on your journey to the Premier League! This is a paradise for madmen, an arena for eccentrics. Prove your worth in your debut match.]

[Task 1: Lead the team to victory and end the 4-game winning streak]

[Reward: Random "Madoka" skill]

[Task Two: Win the Man of the Match Award]

[Reward: 300 Mall Points]

Yuan Meng twisted her neck, feeling relaxed and happy. The mission had come at just the right time, to add some excitement to this debut.

"Dear viewers, I, Xie An, am back!"

"Yuan Shen has officially joined Leicester City on loan, and Ranieri actually gave him the number 16 jersey, which is quite high up in the hierarchy for a loaned player!"

"I have a feeling Ranieri is going to be canonized tonight!"

[Huh? Why is this place so popular?]

[The presenter looks unfamiliar; has he never broadcast the Premier League before?]

The streamer is a simp for Yuan Meng; he goes wherever Yuan Meng goes.

Who is Yuan Meng?

The moment those words were spoken, the live stream chat exploded.

Many fans are surprised that there are still people who haven't paid attention to Yuan Meng.

How long has it been since a Chinese player reached the level of the top five European leagues? How could I not know that?

Xie An paused for a moment to prepare himself, then cleared his throat.

"Good question!"

"Today, I'll show you the name of Yuan Meng!"

"He is the King of the North of Westvalon, the Grim Reaper of the Rainy Nights of Bernabéu; the Crimson Sunset of the Southern Star, the Cataclysmic Destruction of the Ruhr Region;"

"He is the towering tsunami of Hamburg's port, the falconry master of Frankfurt; he is the long, cold winter of Borussia Mönchengladbach, the death knell of Augsburg!"

"People recited his name with devotion!"

"He is Yuan Meng!!!"

[My goodness, is this really the same person?]

[It scared me to tears.]

[Old Xie, tell me the truth, how long have you been preparing?]

As a follower of God Yuan, I'm very satisfied. Tonight, I won't call you Xie Hai anymore; you're Xie Sheng!

"Without further ado, let me introduce Leicester City's lineup to the new viewers."

Goalkeeper: Schmeichel

Guards: Fox (left), Morgan (captain), Huth, Simpson (right)

Midfielders: Drinkwater, Albrighton

Wingers: Gray (left), Yuan Meng (right)

Forwards: Slimani, Mahrez (second striker)

"It's worth noting that Vardy is still suspended today, otherwise Yuan Shen would definitely have fed him vomit!"

Just as Xie An was boasting to the fans, the final whistle blew.

Leicester City kicked off, maintaining a very tight formation.

Ranieri doesn't let players deliberately utilize width, but rather emphasizes long passes to find the near post or crosses from the wings.

During counter-attacks, the forwards have a certain degree of freedom.

Drinkwater deals the cards from the backcourt, hence the nickname "Drinkwater Guy".

He tried to play it safe for the first time, passing the ball to Gray on the left wing.

After receiving the ball, Gray displayed violent dribbling, using his speed to outpace Barragán.

Yuan Meng was somewhat shocked by Gray's ability to evade confrontation, as the latter skillfully used his speed advantage to reach the third offensive zone.

The opportunity came so suddenly that Leicester City's attacking players were not prepared to receive it.

Gray tried to sweep the ball across the middle, but Mahrez attempted to get a header, only to have it kicked wide by Middlesbrough's center-back.

Ranieri applauded from the sidelines: "Great attempt, keep it up!"

The cheers of the fans could be heard from the stands.

"We're Leicester, Super Foxes!

(We are Leicester, the Super Fox!)

Come on Leicester, fight, fight, fight!"

(Go Leicester! Fight! Fight! Fight!)

In the twentieth minute, Middlesbrough's possession-based style of play was perfectly countered by Leicester City.

A tight midfield formation and a solid defensive line made it difficult for Middlesbrough to penetrate into the penalty area.

This pragmatic style of play can easily make people sleepy, but it is the foundation upon which weak teams survive and even overturn strong teams.

Yuan Meng had no complaints and assisted right-back Simpson in intercepting the opponent's wing attacks several times, which made Simpson develop a good impression of Yuan Meng.

"This kid's a bit arrogant, but he really goes all out when he runs. I like him!"

The reward came quickly; after Leicester City intercepted Middlesbrough's attack once again, the ball came to Simpson's feet.

He watched Yuan Meng sprint forward and decisively delivered a through pass.

After controlling the ball on the wing, Yuan Meng quickly surged towards the byline.

The opponent is Fabio, a product of Manchester United's youth academy, with solid defensive fundamentals.

These thoughts flashed through Yuan Meng's mind, and she decisively spiked the ball inside.

This guy has solid fundamentals; fancy tricks are useless, he just needs to rely on speed!

Fabio was taken aback, not expecting the young player on the other side to be so decisive. Fortunately, he was positioned on the inside and bumped into Yuan Meng in time.

Yuan Meng stumbled and almost lost the ball.

"How come this guy is so tough? He doesn't look very muscular!"

Yuan Meng cursed under his breath, not daring to be careless, and pulled the ball back to reorganize the game.

[Small-scale response]

[Proficiency: 50→70 (Minor Mastery)]

"What a well-concealed through ball!"

"The center-back's interception was too slow, Mahrez had his chance!"

"oops!!!"

Xie An fell backward, nearly suffering cardiac arrest.

"That ball would have definitely gone in for Aubameyang, how could it have hit the post?"

Mahrez crouched down, clutched his head, and expressed remorse in a fluid, natural manner.

Yuan Meng stared at him speechlessly, and the latter quickly gave her a thumbs-up, mouthing, "Good Pass!"

Isn't that obvious?

I don't know if it's a good thing?

You fucking call this in!

Yuan Meng thought this to herself, but smiled and patted her chest, giving Mahrez a thumbs-up to indicate that he shouldn't take it too seriously.

He could curse in his heart, but he absolutely couldn't put pressure on his teammates; this was an ironclad rule he learned from the game.

Mahrez was deeply moved by Yuan Meng's magnanimity.

"This kid's really good; looks like a player who's on par with me!"