manynovel Chapter 80 He took it seriously
Chapter 80 He took it seriously
Chapter 80 He took it seriously
Holy crap!!
"This is fucking terrible!"
"Goal!"
"That was perfect, Hao Ren's volley!"
"2:1!"
"Leipzig has turned the game around!"
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit—"
Wang Chao swallowed.
Under the watchful eyes of him and the fans in the live broadcast room, Hao Ren rushed down to the stands and roared at the tens of thousands of fans on the stage.
"Goodman!"
His teammates formed a circle, shoving Hao Ren around in the middle, yelling, "Fuck! Good!"
That's how the game is. No matter how ridiculous your shot is, if it goes in, you're awesome!
Rangnick shook his head and returned to his seat on the bench: "Holy crap—"
"Whoosh!"
The game continues.
After the score was reversed 2-1, the entire Red Bull Arena was filled with the chants of "Goodman".
The fans were very excited.
If this score continues for another 3 minutes, Leipzig will be able to defeat Leverkusen on the spot!
Kimmich and Vlaan, the two players who had already been substituted, were chattering away in the back. Rangnick couldn't help but turn around: "Joshua, what do you mean by dinner?"
"Oh, it was during dinner the day before yesterday when we were joking around with Goodman. You should have been there too."
Rangnick nodded.
He remembered this incident; the entire cafeteria was filled with the players' laughter, which piqued his curiosity.
"What kind of joke are you talking about?"
"Goodman said he would lead us to victory, so I told him to lead us to victory in the German Cup the day after tomorrow."
"and then?"
Kimmich did not answer Rangnick's question immediately, but instead looked up at the field.
"Damn, he actually took it seriously!"
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With only one minute left in stoppage time, Son Heung-min and Bellarabi were constantly looking for opportunities on the wing.
"Son Xing wanted to pass the ball to Drmic, but he probably couldn't."
"We must admit that Leipzig's performance today was truly unexpected. Leverkusen probably didn't expect to fall to a second-division team!"
"Then————"
The German commentator took a deep breath, and soon, the referee blew the whistle to end the match.
"Beep, beep—!!!"
"Wow!!!!"
The match is over!
The final score was 2-1.
"Grass!"
Hao Ren let out a breath and then plopped down on the grass.
His teammates didn't just stand there either. The Leipzig players who still had energy on the field ran towards Hao Ren, with Poulsen and Rebic even kneeling down next to him.
Paulsen wrapped his arms around the back of Hao Ren's head, then pressed his forehead against Hao Ren's, muttering something repeatedly: "Goodman, Goodman—"
"We won!"
Hao Ren raised his hands: "I'll take you—cough, cough cough! I'll take you flying!"
"Ha ha!"
Polsen hugged Hao Ren tightly, and the voices of Kimmich and Almas could be heard in the distance.
Holy crap, how could they win like that?!
[Brother Chao, you can even make money from this? You don't actually have Hao Ren's QQ account, do you? I can't take this anymore, I'm unfollowing you.]
[Brother Chao, you make money but don't include us, how can you live with yourself?!]
[6. The streamer probably bought Leipzig for views, you really hit the jackpot!]
"Hahaha!"
"Call!"
"Keep shouting!"
Wang Chao boasted about his earnings in front of viewers in the live stream: "Everyone said they wanted to support Hao Qiuwang, but I'm the only one supporting him. I told you, stick to your principles and follow in Mr. Goodman's footsteps; only then can you make money! Learn from your brother Chao!"
While Wang Chao was bragging to his fans in the live stream, the director shifted the camera to Schmidt.
The Leverkusen coach stood dumbfounded in front of the bench, unwilling to leave.
Leverkusen had been studying Dortmund and Bayern Munich, and Schmidt never imagined that they would ultimately fall to a second-division team.
Ralph Rangnick!
And that Mr. —
Um, what was it called again?
"Good man!"
"Mr. Goodman!"
The chants from the Leipzig fans reminded Schmidt of the number 20 on the other side.
Mr. Goodman!
That guy was incredibly low-key, so low-key that Schmidt didn't even notice him before the match started!
Dongqiudi Match Report: A Magical Night! RB Leipzig came from behind to defeat Bayer Leverkusen 2-1 and advance to the German Cup quarterfinals. Hao Ren scored another world-class goal from a corner kick.
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Reprint: Hao Ren was named MVP of the match against RB Leipzig and Bayer Leverkusen.
Hao Ren was elected MVP with over 95% of the fans' votes, which is ridiculously exaggerated.
Of course, if you watched the entire game, you wouldn't think there's anything wrong with the ratio.
Mr. Goodman is really that amazing!
"Actually, I did think I would win this game."
Did you predict today's match result?
Hao Ren's words were astonishing, and the reporters in the audience craned their necks: "So, Mr. Goodman, you knew before the match even started that you could lead your team to victory and defeat Bayer Leverkusen from the Bundesliga?"
"Um... well, you can't say that. I did think we could win, because I think we're pretty good."
"As for how to win, I have no idea. It's hard to predict, even for me."
Hao Ren sat on the stage, holding a microphone in one hand and fiddling with the MVP trophy in the other.
This is Hao Ren's first time winning the MVP award in the German Cup, which is quite a novel experience.
"You've advanced to the quarterfinals, which is a very good result for a second-division team. So, Gudmann, will you continue to try and win?"
"It's the coach's job to set the focus for the game. But—I know Ralf very well; he'll demand that we give our all in every match."
"Hmm—Also, you don't need to keep bringing up the 2nd Bundesliga. We are indeed a 2nd Bundesliga team now, but our strength is far more than that."
Hao Ren said with a serious expression, "We've already got one foot in the Bundesliga, so even if we play against real Bundesliga teams, we won't be at too much of a disadvantage."
Click, click, click!
The entire scene was filled with the sound of camera shutters clicking.
At this point, a reporter raised his hand to ask Hao Ren a question.
"Goodman, your performance this season can only be described as meteoric. Do you think this is part of an abnormal development? Some football experts believe that you are very representative and can be used as a standard for studying other players."
The ages of 16 to 20 are the time when one's skills are developing, and Hao Ren's skills have developed the most efficiently among them!
"You mean I want to use it as teaching material? That's perfectly fine, Mr. Goodman doesn't mind."
Hao Ren shook his head: "As for the theory of complete metamorphosis, I'm sure it's wrong."
"I recently read a book, Fabre's 'The Insect World'."
Oh?
The reporters suddenly became interested, sat up straight, and became serious, ready to ask Hao Ren questions at any moment.
"A friend gave me this book, and it talks a lot about insects. After reading it, I concluded that I have nothing to do with holometabolism; I don't meet that standard."
The Leipzig midfielder gives off an air of erudition, shattering many media people's stereotypes about athletes. Click, click!
"Could you elaborate? Why do you not conform to the theory of complete metamorphosis? What is your basis for this claim?"
My basis —
Hao Ren stroked his chin, deep in thought.
For some reason, Hao Ren's face suddenly turned red after thinking for a while.
"Um—actually, I've only read two pages, so I'm not very clear yet. But I can sense it, you know, after reading the earlier parts, I roughly understand what the author means."
Hao Ren rubbed his nose: "I'll go back and read a few more pages today, and I'll tell you when I have the answer. One day you'll know I'm right; I rarely make mistakes."
"We have to accept the defeat. There's nothing we can do about it. We may have underestimated our opponent, and that cost us dearly."
Schmidt appeared very remorseful during the interview.
Bayer Leverkusen, currently fifth in the Bundesliga, is certainly not a pleasant feeling to be suddenly overturned by a second-division team.
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When a reporter asked Schmidt for his thoughts on today's MVP award, the coach's answer attracted a lot of attention.
"He's very capable, Mr. Goodman. Everyone calls him 'Mr,' and I think there's a reason for that."
"After today's match, I think I understand why. Goodman is a very low-key player, humble and modest. I didn't even pay much attention to him before the game started. Of course, part of the reason was that I underestimated him, but the main reason was Goodman's own humility."
Although he lost the game, Schmidt was full of admiration for Hao Ren.
"Goodman is very strong. If he were even slightly more high-profile, I would likely notice him and find a way to limit him before the match begins."
"But there's nothing we can do. As you all know, there's a reason Goodman is called 'Mr.'; he's hiding his murderous intent."
Click, click, click!
【Ha ha ha ha】
[Hilarious! Schmidt underestimated his opponent but won't admit it, insisting that Hao is being modest. I'm truly impressed by him.]
[You're disgusting upstairs! He took so much money from Mr. Goodman, and you still want to smear him. Why isn't Hao Ren keeping a low profile?]
[I'm sorry, I was wrong, sob sob, long live Hao Qiuwang!]
Hao Ren: You're right, but I'm currently reading The Insect World (reading.ipg)
Kicker's front-page headline—The German Cup quarter-finalists have been announced, with RB Leipzig being the only second-division team.
1/8决赛的时候还有4支德乙队伍，到1/4决赛的时候就只剩下莱比锡这个独苗了。
This also means that Leipzig's quarter-final opponent is 100% a Bundesliga team, with no other possibility!
The draw for the quarterfinals will take place in a week, at which time Leipzig will know who their opponents are.
On the night after the match, Erend's Twitter account was bombarded by Leipzig fans, forcing him to temporarily disable the comments section.
Of course, Elend isn't the kind of guy who gives up easily.
After closing the comments section, Erend retweeted an official news article from the German Football Association, listing Leipzig's potential opponents in the quarterfinals.
Wolfsburg, Bayern Munich, Hoffenheim, Borussia Mönchengladbach, Borussia Dortmund —
In the quarterfinals, where top teams were plentiful, Leipzig looked like a helpless child.
"Leipzig only took advantage of Leverkusen's underestimation of them, which does not mean that they have the strength to challenge the top teams in the Bundesliga."
Bayern and Dortmund will show Leipzig what true strength is in their match a month from now.
"Of course, this is on the condition that Mr. Goodman does not refuse to start the game on the grounds that he has read 'The Insect World'."
[Fuck you!]
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Hao Ren's vision went black as he looked at the Chinese characters displayed on his phone.
This Erend is truly disgusting. He turns off the comments section before tweeting, which means he can attack others, but others can't hurt him at all!
"I couldn't find any flaws in his argument."
Hao Ren and Kimmich began to complain.
"Haha! He can't keep the comments section closed forever, can he? Just wait until he opens it again before you say anything."
With that, Kimmich opened the refrigerator door, picked up a juice bar with his left hand and a fresh milk bar with his right: "Juice or milk, good?"
"It's okay, I'll get it if I want a drink."
Hao Ren waved his hand and continued lying on the sofa: "It's not like this is my first time here. I know what's in your fridge."
"Haha! Okay, okay!"
Kimmich shrugged: "Besides the refrigerator, what else do you know about my house?"
"I know everything. I know this place too well, Joshua."
Kimmich sat down next to Hao Ren: "Then there must be something you don't know. Hmm—you know what, Goode, I still have movies at home."
"Movies? Forget it, Chicken Bro, everyone has those. I have a copy of Pacific Rim, want to watch it?"
Although Hao Ren was young, he was a computer expert and was convinced that he was better at playing with electronic products than Kimmich.
"No! Good, you misunderstood. It's not that kind of movie, it's that kind—well, you know. It's really, really good, you can't find it online."
"Oh?"
Hao Ren, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly raised an eyebrow and sat up straight: "If that's what you're saying, then Mr. Goodman really has to take a look."
"Haha! I knew it!"
Kimmich pointed at Hao Ren and began to laugh.
However, Kimmich wasn't lying. He quickly led Hao Ren into his bedroom and started fiddling with a computer: "I'm telling you, really, you won't find this on Xvideos or Pornhub. It's an absolutely rare resource—"
Kimmich was talking to himself when he suddenly noticed that Hao Ren, who had been shouting the whole time, had fallen silent.
"Good?"
"Hey, good!"
Kimmich turned his head and found that Hao Ren was not beside him.
Suddenly realizing something, Kimmich jumped up and rushed into the bedroom bathroom.
Snapped!
The toilet door opened, and Hao Ren was indeed inside. The Leipzig midfielder was staring blankly at a doll in his hand, and the doll's owner was clearly Kimmich.
Hao Ren took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and stared intently at Kimmich.
"Chicken, Brother Chicken, what is this—?"
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