What is an attacking defensive midfielder?

Chapter 70 Mr. Goodman is a high school freshman and Leipzig's winter transfer window signing.

Chapter 70 Mr. Goodman is a first-year high school student and Leipzig's new winter signing (Seeking first subscription!)

"Look at him! Look at him! I'm going to pass it on!"

On the school playground, Hao Ren walked side by side with a young man wearing glasses.

The young man's name was Fu Shen, and he was Hao Ren's homeroom teacher at Chengdu No. 7 High School.

"I play basketball a lot, and I don't know much about soccer, but I do know a little bit. Some of my colleagues said you're really good and wanted to ask for your contact information, but I had a hard time refusing, haha."

Fu Shen joked.

Although he doesn't watch football much, judging from the school's attitude and his colleagues' reactions, this new student is definitely not an ordinary person.

"My colleague said that if you play for another six months, you can play in the Bundesliga. The Bundesliga is one of the top five leagues, which means it's one of the five highest-level football competitions in the world, right?"

"Um...you could say that."

Hao Ren wanted to explain that it wasn't as simple as playing for another six months to get him into the Bundesliga; he still needed to go through the challenges of more than a dozen rounds of matches.

However, after thinking about it, Fu Shen wasn't a football fan, and it would be troublesome to explain, so he gave up.

"Hmm—are you planning to take the college entrance exam?"

After thinking for a long time, Fu Shen finally posed this question.

"I think it's highly unlikely. I should just keep playing football until the very end."

Although the person next to him was his homeroom teacher, Hao Ren didn't hide anything and directly stated his plan not to take the college entrance examination to avoid misunderstandings.

"Hey, handsome, can you help me kick the ball?"

Liu Yunhao, who was playing football on the grass, ran towards him, hoping that the new classmate who was strolling on the track could help him pick up the football from the sandpit.

"okok!"

Hao Ren raised his hand in acknowledgment, and then jogged toward the sandpit.

While Hao Ren was retrieving the ball, Liu Yunhao started bragging to the classmate next to him: "That's a new transfer student in our class, a level one soccer player."

"Level 1? Doesn't our school not recruit students with football skills?"

The classmates next to him didn't believe it and thought Liu Yunhao was bragging. Just then, Hao Ren picked up the soccer ball from the sandpit.

Snapped!

Wearing sneakers, Hao Ren kicked the soccer ball up from the sandpit, and the ball fell right in front of Liu Yunhao.

Thanks!

"Want to join in the kicking?"

The homeroom teacher was right next to them, but since it was an activity period, Liu Yunhao extended an invitation to Hao Ren without any hesitation.

"No, no, I can't play, brother, I really can't."

Hao Ren waved his hand, refusing his classmate's offer.

It's winter now, and sweating all over while playing football is a real hassle. Hao Ren isn't a student with heavy schoolwork, so the opportunity to play football isn't that precious to him.

"It's too cold, you guys play first!"

"Come on! It's okay!"

Liu Yunhao continued to invite him, and soon Zhao Junfeng also came over. These two seemed very eager for Hao Ren to show off his skills and bring glory to the class.

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Hao Ren shrugged: "You'll get hurt—"

"No way, they're all high school students, it's fine, it's okay for them to kick each other a little."

The homeroom teacher pushed Hao Ren from behind, putting Hao Ren in a sandwiched position, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"————Alright then."

Hao Ren shook his feet and ran onto the grass at the invitation of his classmates.

This is a small football field at Chengdu No. 7 High School. Hao Ren doesn't know the exact size, but it should be a 7-9 a side field.

Liu Yunhao breathed on his palms, his expression becoming excited: "Let's play together! Come join our team!"

"Okay, I'll kick one, just one. Too many is bad, it could really hurt."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Liu Yunhao had no choice but to push the ball in front of Hao Ren, take a few steps back, and start chatting with his friend next to him.

Hao Ren still had no intention of joining in; he simply made an agreement with the opposing goalkeeper that he would take a shot.

"If I save your shot, will you play with us? Be on my team, okay?"

The opposing goalkeeper patted his gloves, eager to see the strength of the legendary first-class athlete.

"----OK."

Hao Ren knew he couldn't refuse, so he agreed: "If you can really pounce, then I'll accept it."

After speaking, Hao Ren prepared to take a free kick in midfield.

After hesitating for a moment, Hao Ren stepped on the ball and began to push it backward.

Why did you retreat? You could have just gone to the center circle.

"Um----"

Hao Ren ignored Liu Yunhao's words and continued to back away: "You're all top students, getting you injured will affect your studies—"

After speaking, Hao Ren stopped and finally found a position that he felt was suitable.

At this moment, he was about half a field plus 5 meters away from the goal, which Fu Shen found a bit strange.

Can you even shoot from this far away?

Whether he can play or not is unknown, but because of the commotion at the football field, more and more students who were walking on the track gathered around. In addition to the dozen or so people who were already on the field, there are now at least 40 students watching Hao Ren pounding his thigh muscles on the grass.

"Is it okay now?"

Hao Ren raised his hand to greet the goalkeeper and quickly received a confirmed signal.

"Dive to your left, be careful, don't overdo it!"

After saying that, Hao Ren began his running start.

boom!

duang!

The ball hit the crossbar, bounced on the grass, and then bounced again.

This was a stunning outside-of-the-foot shot; the goalkeeper in the distance hadn't even had time to react before the ball went in, so there was no possibility of injury. Hao Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

A student from the next class turned to look at Liu Yunhao: "Is this even a first-level student?"

We're all just ordinary football enthusiasts, not even amateur players. We've never seen a shot like that in real life before, so naturally we're all surprised.

"Hao Ren?"

Suddenly, a student who had been standing still on the court spoke up: "I thought you looked familiar, Hao Qiuwang!"

"Holy crap, am I that famous?"

Hao Ren raised an eyebrow: "There probably aren't many people in China who watch leagues outside the top five, right?"

"I saw your news once on Dongqiudi, about your hat-trick of assists in the German Second Division. I only saw that one photo, so I didn't realize it at first!"

The person speaking was a little shy, but after confirming that the kicker was Hao Ren, he quickly ran over.

"The German Second Division?"

A student from the next class glared at Liu Yunhao: "You lied to us and said you were in level one, then you turned out to be in the German second division? Brother Hao, are you trying to kill someone?"

"Holy crap, the German Second Division? Really? I had no idea!"

Liu Yunhao was also stunned: "No, he told me he had a Level 1 certificate! He told me that himself."

"Is having a Level 1 certificate the same thing as having a Level 1 certificate?!"

Zhao Junfeng had already realized what was happening and was somewhat embarrassed.

"Hao Junhui, you're awesome!"

Hao Ren was surrounded by his classmates on the playground: "Hao Ren, what brings you to our school? Why don't you become our PE teacher? Wait, when I went home the weekend before last to watch the football show, Leipzig was already second in the 2. Bundesliga. Does that mean you'll be playing in the Bundesliga next season?"

The students were quite excited, after all, they had almost played against players from the top five European leagues.

So how many players in China currently play in the top five European leagues?

"Hey Hao, can I get your autograph? If you ever actually get into one of the top five European leagues, I'll use your autograph to show off!"

"Haha, okay, okay, I didn't bring a pen. Do you guys have any?"

After signing autographs for all the students around him, Hao Ren took out his phone and took photos with the fans one by one.

"Hao Qiuwang, we don't have cell phones, so we can't receive your photos."

"Um----"

Hao Ren thought for a moment and quickly came up with a solution: "Add me on QQ. After you add me, I'll send you the photos I took. My QQ number is 6318."

Fu Shen stood on the open ground in front of the sandpit, his arms crossed over his chest. At this moment, the homeroom teacher was still savoring the world-class goal he had just witnessed; he estimated it would take him some time to fully comprehend such a shot.

Coming to his senses, Fu Shen stopped a classmate who was running past him.

"Hey classmate, you're from Class 7, right? I remember you. Hao Ren's going to one of the top five European leagues next season, right? Do you know how many Chinese footballers are playing in those top five leagues right now?"

The student raised his right fist.

"What kind of nonsense is it for you to throw a punch?!"

"Three."

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"All right."

Fu took a deep breath.

So, is the new classmate in my class the number one player in Chinese football right now?

"You should have told me sooner. I even asked him if he wanted to take the college entrance exam. You made me feel like I'd never seen anything like this before."

Back in his office, Fu Shen complained to the other homeroom teachers of the first-year high school class.

"Haha, Brother Fu, why are you acting like you're in your 4s or 50s? Didn't you even look up his name on the computer beforehand? Haha! He's a professional player, the kind who can play for the national team."

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Colleagues who succeeded in their plan are now making a fuss.

"Ugh."

Fu Shen sighed helplessly, adjusted his glasses, and began to shake his head: "I thought we'd hired a Tyson, but it turns out it's just a Taro—"

Dongqiudi (a sports betting platform) is buzzing: First-year high school students report! Chengdu No. 7 High School students share photos with Hao Ren.

"Hao Ren went to Chengdu No. 12 High School to report on December 29th, and demonstrated long-range shooting to his classmates during the afternoon activity class for first-year students."

[6. It has to be my Hao Qiuwang. Every move he makes is unexpected. Even if you try your best, you can't predict it.]

I want to be Hao Ren's classmate too! I want to go back to high school!

[Still Chengdu No. 7 High School, Mr. Goodman is quite something.]

[Unable to get promoted to the Bundesliga, he's turning to university! Hao, you coward, you chickened out before the crucial match even started! You must be severely punished!]

[Hao Ren: Put some pressure on my Mr. Ralph]

Will Chengdu No. 7 High School participate in the Sichuan high school football tournament? Let's unleash Hao Hao and give him a good thrashing!

[Don't mess with me, even professional players struggle against Hao Ren's tackles. What are you trying to do by sending high schoolers up there? —]

Hao Ren spent New Year's Day at home, and even posted his student ID card from Chengdu No. 7 High School on Weibo.

The comments section was buzzing, with everyone urging Hao Ren to participate in the SC Province Middle School Football League.

There's no way around it; since the 19th round of the German Second Division last week, everyone has been itching to see Hao Ren play.

Unfortunately, the 2. Bundesliga is different from the Premier League; the 2. Bundesliga has a winter break.

In January, Germany experiences either blizzards or hailstorms, so football matches are rarely scheduled.

For RB Leipzig, their next Bundesliga 2 match is on February 6th!

At the strong request of the fans, Hao Ren used his home laptop to start a live broadcast.

"A whole month off—how could that be? You're overthinking it. I should be back by the 10th. The winter break just means there are no matches; I still have to train."

"We're aiming for promotion to the Bundesliga this season, so we definitely won't have much rest time."

Hao Ren answered the fans' questions.

"Participating in the high school league—no, you guys just like doing this kind of thing, don't you?"

Hao Ren was speechless: "Mr. Goodman is very busy and doesn't have time for these things."

【maggot!】

[Not participating in the secondary school league is like being a maggot! Don't you understand the importance of bringing glory to the school?! Mr. Goodman!]

[This is utterly disgusting. Hao Ren, you're officially appointed Mayor of Wuhou District, Chengdu! I'll update your Baidu Baike page right now.]

"Stop spewing maggots, damn it! I've had it pretty tough!"

Hao Ren was about to get angry, but then he suddenly remembered that doing this would easily get his live stream banned, so he quickly covered his mouth.

"Stop spewing maggots, brothers. What you see now isn't my final form yet. Let's wait a few more months."

"Wait until Mr. Goodman develops a little more, then you'll know my true strength."

"And I heard from Kimmich that we might be going to Southern Europe for training this winter break, but I don't know exactly when we'll be leaving. Anyway, just know that I'm having a tough time, and I'll do my best."

"New recruits————"

Someone in the live stream chat mentioned Selke, who was Leipzig's top signing during the winter break, coming from Bundesliga team Werder Bremen!

"I don't know him either, but I should get to know him during the training camp."

"The Bundesliga—what's there to be afraid of in the Bundesliga? You should worry about him more than me. He better not drag Mr. Goodman down."

Hao Ren not only boasted about himself, but also expressed his disdain for the Bundesliga.

The fans in the live stream were quick to react and immediately brought up Leverkusen.

[There's nothing to be afraid of in the Bundesliga, so, district head, how many goals do you plan to score against Leverkusen?]

"Damn it!"

"What do you know? The German Cup is just a cup competition. The league is the main focus; cup competitions are secondary."

"Actually, Leverkusen isn't that strong. If they met us in the league, they would lose too. But since it's a cup competition, we can consider letting them off the hook."

"I'm not bragging, stop posting here, or I'll ban you all. All you do is harass high school students, it's disgusting!"

Hao Ren thought this vacation would last at least two weeks, but he forgot to consider one thing: his coach is Ralph Rangnick!

On the evening of January 3, Hao Ren, who was live-streaming himself playing games at home, received a message.

This message came from a Leipzig first team group chat with only 32 members, and the sender was Rangnick.

【RBLLLL(32)】

[Rangnick: We will assemble at the training base on the afternoon of January 12th and head to Madrid for training. Some players who are not currently in Germany do not need to return to the base and can fly directly to Madrid, such as our respected Mr. Goodman.]

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Hao Ren's lips twitched, and he started typing on the phone's keyboard with his thumb.

Hao Ren: Sir, why did you specifically mention my name?

[Rangnick: In other words, you can hurry up and buy your plane ticket.]

Hao Ren: ————Understood

"well----"

Hao Ren took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, and looked up at the ceiling.

The first half of the league season has ended, and with the divine assistance of the great Mr. Goodman, Leipzig has temporarily secured its position at the top of the league.

But now is not the time to celebrate!

The second half is the most crucial!