《After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!》


 Chapter 1 - 1 0001 its you AC Milan

    ?1: 0001, it¡¯s you, AC Milan 1: 0001, it¡¯s you, AC Milan Opening his eyes, Huang Kaiwen felt a Nokia phone in his hand, and when he saw the date on it, 2004.05.24, he wasn¡¯t the least bit alarmed.


    Having typed over a hundred million characters over more than a decade, he had fantasized countless times about this scenario, and the first thing he did was to throw off the covers, get up, get dressed, and while doing so, glanced down and thought, damn, is this a donkey¡¯s mix?


    Feeling the vitality and youthfulness of his body, he walked to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and was stunned by his own handsomeness.


    The young man in the mirror looked about 17 or 18 years old, over six feet tall, with eyebrows like drawn swords and stars for eyes, red lips and white teeth, a strong nose bridge, and even a teardrop mole beneath his eyes, which should have been where girls wept for him.


    The only slightly discordant feature was his medium-length hair that hung past his ears and a hair color like Pepsi¡¯s spokesperson, very much of its time.


    But all that was nothing!


    Reborn and more than a decade younger with a body full of vitality, and also a looker¡ªno matter how you slice it, it was a huge win.


    With his experience writing so many novels, at this time it shouldn¡¯t be anything but easy to achieve god-slaying enlightenment, and then maybe buy some Bitcoin, effortlessly achieving financial freedom, right?


    By then, he¡¯d be living it up, with one girl on his left and another on his right, striding straight to the pinnacle of life.


    ¡°I am not Huang Rong, I can¡¯t do martial arts, I just want Jing, and perfect love...¡±


    Turning on the television, Huang Kaiwen hummed along with the songs full of the spirit of the times.


    An hour later, Huang Kaiwen, who had fully come to terms with the situation, sat on the bed, dumbfounded.


    The original owner of this body was also named Huang Kaiwen, and both of his parents were university professors.


    In that era, highly educated intellectuals longed to go abroad, preferring dishwashing jobs over staying in the country.


    Naming their child Kevin was quite typical, as if by the name alone one became superior.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s university professor parents died in a car accident, but they left him seven school-district apartments in Beijing and a sizable fortune earned from stock trading.


    Truth be told, this Huang Kaiwen should have been a winner in life, being able to hook up with female stars based on his looks alone.


    Graduating from university at 21, he could also be considered a prodigy.


    But when God opened a door, it might just be the gate to hell.


    With a family history of cancer and late-stage liver cancer, he had 6-12 months left to live, no symptoms beforehand, just a direct death sentence.


    The original owner couldn¡¯t accept it and was literally scared to death, leaving him to pick up this ¡°bargain¡±.


    The Huang Kaiwen who was sitting there stunned finally understood what it meant when joy turns to sorrow.


    At least in his past life, he had managed to buy a car and house with his writing, and at the worst, had some minor health issues¡ªbut now, he¡¯s on a direct countdown to death.


    The television was still relentlessly reporting: ¡°Mr.


    Edith from the Italian Foreign Trade Commission; Mr.


    Ivan Scott from the FIFA International Football Match Agency; Mr.


    Iwata Takatsugi, President of the Lockheed Corporation; Mr.


    Lu Shen, Chairman of the Shanghai Football Association; officials from the Shenhua Club, and the leaders of the organizing bodies, Wenguang News Media Group and Wenhui Xinmin United Press Group.¡±


    Lu Shen, the Chairman of the Shanghai Football Association, enthusiastically welcomed Milan¡¯s visit to Shanghai at the press conference.


    He said, ¡°The visit of Milan to Shanghai carries positive significance for Shanghai football.


    Milan is a great team, their long history and impressive track record prove that Milan is not only outstanding in Italy but also in Europe and even in the world¡¯s football scene.


    Milan¡¯s visit to Shanghai will help enhance...¡±


    The leaders on the TV were jubilant, but Huang Kaiwen found them noisy.


    [Ding, the ¡°Play Like Maradona¡± system is activating...


    Do you wish to activate it?]


    Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes at the air, not amused.


    Even if he were Lionel Messi, 12 months would mean little to nothing to play for, and besides, from reading novels to writing them in his past life, he¡¯d had enough.


    He was a fan of the sport, sure, but he wasn¡¯t really interested in playing.


    You should never let your hobby become your job, and his biggest regret from his past life was spending his study time reading novels in class.


    [Ding, ¡°Play Like Maradona¡± system activation canceled.


    ¡°I Am the Football King¡± system is now activating, loading in progress, 1%, 5%...


    60%, 99%, trial version activating.]


    [New player gift pack distribution in progress.


    Task release: Please join a G14 elite club during the summer transfer window, inherit the will of the great football king Carlos Kaiser, reward for the task: Remove all illness from the body and restore health, activate the official system.]


    !!!


    ¡°Ahahaha...¡±


    Huang Kaiwen grasped his hair and laughed wildly; otherwise, he couldn¡¯t express his excitement.


    What was it they said about every cloud having a silver lining, about being a favored child of destiny?


    He always thought that with transmigration plus a system, there¡¯s no way he¡¯d meet an untimely demise.


    As for joining elite clubs, now to save his life, he would stop at nothing to accomplish it.


    And what¡¯s more, the system had given him a ¡°new player gift pack,¡± which should put him at the level of a football king, considering it was called the ¡°Carlos Kaiser System.¡±


    On the TV, Shanghai¡¯s proud leaders were on display, and Huang Kaiwen slapped his thigh, having chosen his victim¡ªyou, Milan!


    [Open the new player gift pack]


    Choosing it revealed the rewards.


    He received a Super Star Experience card, lasting 30 days, with a usage deadline of the end of the summer transfer window.


    He received a Four Language Choice gift package.


    He received the skill: Tom Hanks¡¯ Peak Acting¡ªthe sign of how could a great player not know how to act?


    ¡ªSergio Busquets.


    Huang Kaiwen was a bit baffled.


    This stuff from the system, it felt a bit...


    not serious.


    He of course knew who Sergio Busquets was, the Oscar-winning best actor of the football world, but how did that relate to being a football king?


    Sitting on the bed with his laptop for quite a while, Huang Kaiwen still couldn¡¯t find any player named Carlos Kaiser.


    He had some impression of this name, but he just couldn¡¯t remember it, which was quite abnormal for a football fan.


    As he was cooking with a heavy heart, a sudden insight struck him.


    Because in his previous life, he had seen this name on a public account.


    Damn it, this ¡°Ball King¡± was not serious at all.


    No wonder he couldn¡¯t find any records.


    It was only after Carlos Kaiser¡¯s exploits were unearthed and widely spread by the boom in social media.


    For a whole 26 years, Carlos Kaiser had never played a formal game nor scored a goal, yet he managed to thrive on high emotional intelligence and sweet talk.


    He had successively played for over a dozen Brazilian League powerhouses and national teams like Brazil and Puebla, Mexico.


    At one point, he was even dubbed as ¡°Ball King.¡±


    Carlos had limited talent; his only strength was that he was quite fit.


    At 16, he was picked up by a second-tier Mexican team for practicing without a ball, but was soon found out to be unable to play and got fired.


    After returning to Brazil, Carlos began to ¡°ride on the coattails¡± of others.


    With high emotional intelligence and eloquence, Carlos quickly became very familiar with many football stars.


    A whole host of Brazilian national players liked him very much.


    They would also actively recommend Carlos to clubs.


    This way, Carlos always found his way into big clubs.


    Most professional players treasured their chances to play and tried their best to perform in order to gain more recognition.


    But Carlos Kaiser was completely different in this regard.


    He was always looking for ways to avoid playing.


    After all, his level would be exposed the moment he touched the ball.


    So at every new team, Carlos Kaiser would immediately tell the coach that he wasn¡¯t in good form recently and needed time to train alone.


    When training alone, he would just run laps to show his good physical condition.


    After this trial period passed, he would then fake an illness to evade the games.


    Carlos had used a variety of excuses: thigh strains during the game, slipping in the shower.


    The most outrageous time, he even asked a dentist friend to write a medical certificate claiming he had dental issues that somehow affected his thigh, making it impossible for him to play.


    With the medical technology at the time, it was difficult to debunk his lies.


    Thus, Carlos Kaiser succeeded and always found teams to join.


    Every time he was about to be found out, he would choose to run away.


    Besides fooling coaches at the clubs, Carlos was also a master at ¡°generating buzz.¡±


    He was very close with many local journalists.


    He would often invite them to eat together.


    The journalists would then hype him up like he was something otherworldly.


    There would also be rumors about Mexico wanting him to join, or how the Brazilian Team badly wanted him.


    Whenever there was a match, Carlos Kaiser would buy candies for the kids watching the game beforehand.


    He asked them to come to him for autographs after the match.


    Creating the false impression that he was very popular.


    For a while there, Carlos would carry a large cell phone with him and occasionally pull it out in public, rattling off in English, claiming that Barcelona was considering signing him.


    Little did people know that the English he was spouting was all made up, and the large cell phone in his hand was just a model toy.


    In this way, without ever having played a full match or scored a goal, Carlos was treated like a real football superstar wherever he went.


    His fans gave him many nicknames such as the ¡°Brazilian Striker,¡± ¡°Magic Knife,¡± ¡°Football Caesar,¡± and his fame grew larger and larger.


    After going through all the big clubs in Brazil, Carlos set his sights abroad.


    He received an invitation from Ajaccio in France, and so Carlos came to France.


    That day, enthusiastic fans filled the entire training ground, eager to witness the brilliance of the ¡°Brazilian Striker.¡±


    In such a scenario, it was a bit awkward to fake an injury again, and Carlos had a stroke of brilliance, coming up with a brilliant idea: he kicked all the footballs one by one to his fans on the training ground.


    With no football left on the pitch, he and his teammates were forced to perform a ¡°no-ball performance¡± together, taking the heated atmosphere to its peak.


    In the following years, Carlos left his legend in the United States, Mexico, and Argentina, becoming one of the world¡¯s famous stars.


    You¡¯ve got to admit, the guy was talented.


    Huang Kaiwen now understood what the ¡°Ball King Caesar System¡± meant.


    Wasn¡¯t it just for him to be like that Carlos Kaiser, a wage thief, playing tricks on the big clubs?


    He agreed.


    To stay alive, he was willing to do anything.


    It was no big deal; he would just wait to complete the task, regain his health, and then get fired by the club, right?


    A transmigrator like him scared of being fired?


    After retirement, just write a book titled ¡°I Really Don¡¯t Want to Play Football,¡± wouldn¡¯t it be a bestseller?

 Chapter 2 - 2 0002 The reporter rushed into the pitch

    ?2: 0002 The reporter rushed into the pitch 2: 0002 The reporter rushed into the pitch He pulled out the original owner¡¯s press card and directly boarded the plane to Shanghai.


    Success or failure hinged on this single move; if he couldn¡¯t get signed by Milan, he was basically done for.


    After all, getting a visa to go abroad was very troublesome these days, especially for someone like him with both parents deceased, a fresh university graduate with no job.


    It was very easy to get denied, any tendency towards immigration could get you rejected.


    So, AC Milan was basically his only chance.


    A chance to survive.


    He randomly picked a 4-star hotel and checked in.


    Although in his previous life he basically spent all his time writing, he had also opened tea shops and barbecue restaurants, so he wasn¡¯t the complete shut-in type.


    Despite losing money for various reasons, his social skills and emotional intelligence were fine.


    Getting AC Milan to sign him would be very difficult.


    These days, the security level for foreign dignitaries visiting China was very high, and he had no chance to sneak into the hotel.


    If he wasn¡¯t careful, he could get shot on sight.


    The best method was to rush into the stadium.


    That¡¯s why he had brought the press card.


    With Huang Kaiwen¡¯s financial power, he easily infiltrated the enemy¡¯s interior.


    June 2, 2004, Hongkou Stadium.


    8 years later, the world football powerhouse AC Milan made another visit to China.


    Serie A was the first league broadcasted in China, and AC Milan was the most popular team in Serie A.


    This trip to China completely ignited the passion of Chinese fans.


    Although Milan was missing many of its main players due to the European Cup and Copa America qualifiers, it still could not stop the football market from heating up.


    Redondo¡¯s announcement of retirement made many loyal fans eager to take the last chance to watch their idol play in person.


    ¡°Milan, Milan!!!¡±


    The fans roared, waving Milan scarves, trying to convey their enthusiasm to the players on the pitch.


    Without a doubt, AC Milan was more popular than the home team Shenhua.


    The young fans were the main force today, not stingy with their voices, they could always buy a box of throat lozenges endorsed by Ronaldo after the match.


    ¡°Inexperienced kids.


    Back in the day, AC Milan brought stars like Papin and Baggio.


    Now they¡¯re bringing nothing but trash fish and rotten shrimp,¡± an older fan wasn¡¯t satisfied with the lineup and took out his frustration on the youngsters.


    These young kids had no idea; back when Milan visited China three years in a row, the likes of Papin and Baggio were playing.


    Now they¡¯re saying it¡¯s all trash fish and rotten shrimp.


    The young fans weren¡¯t going to put up with the middle-aged man¡¯s grumpiness, retorting sharply, ¡°Then why are you even here watching, huh?¡±


    Seeing the young fan¡¯s flushed face, the uncle felt he wouldn¡¯t win the argument so he waved his hand and muttered, ¡°Hey~, I¡¯m not going to stoop to your level, kid.¡±


    That¡¯s the reality.


    If you don¡¯t argue with them, they think they¡¯re right.


    If you argue, then they talk about manners.


    But, this was just a minor incident.


    On the green field, players from both teams mixed into two rows, the front row crouching, the back row standing, along with a few leaders in suits and leather shoes standing behind.


    They were the high-level executives and leaders from Shenhua.


    Maldini and Costacurta exchanged a smile in the front row, their smiles tinged with a touch of bitterness.


    Although they had been to China several times, there always seemed to be new surprises.


    Throughout his long career, Maldini had never before mixed with the opposing team¡¯s players to take an 11-man photo.


    This was a new experience for him.


    Fortunately, the passion of the Chinese fans helped to heal the wounds in their hearts.


    The stadium was full of red and black striped jerseys, a treatment they couldn¡¯t enjoy in an ordinary away game.


    The Milan players were all set to perform well, to repay the enthusiasm of the fans.


    However, as the match progressed, the lively atmosphere at the venue cooled down, and the players from Milan started to become silent.


    At halftime, Shenhua seized two chances.


    In the 52nd minute, Albertz made a clever direct pass, Qu Shengqing broke through the middle and dribbled past Carrozzieri, scoring from a low shot 12 meters away, breaking the deadlock on the field, AC Milan fell behind 0-1.


    In the 53rd minute, Shenhua extended the lead, Peter Viera in midfield powered through with Diana in a tug-of-war, passed directly to Sun Ji on the right flank, who then blasted the ball into the goal from 22 meters away with his right foot, making it 2-0 for Shenhua.


    Not just the Milan fans, even Shenhua supporters who had come to the game ready to watch idly were stunned.


    They had never imagined their home team could take a 2-0 lead over Milan.


    Departure is silent like the bamboo flute; silence is tonight¡¯s Hongqiao.


    Huang Kaiwen stood by the field, holding his camera, posing professionally, quietly using the Superstar Experience Card.


    [You have gained Messi¡¯s dribbling ability, Ronaldo¡¯s shooting technique, Klose¡¯s heading ability, Michael Owen¡¯s speed, Pirlo¡¯s vision, Xavi¡¯s organizing ability, Ferdinand¡¯s sense of positioning, Juninho Pernambucano¡¯s free kicks, Ronaldinho¡¯s touch... for 30 days].


    My goodness,


    Huang Kaiwen exclaimed in amazement, thinking that if this wasn¡¯t a trial, it must be the strongest player in the soccer world.


    He took off his jacket and pants to reveal the AC Milan team uniform underneath.


    Hardly anyone noticed this scene since everyone¡¯s attention was focused on the game.


    For convenience, he didn¡¯t change his shoes.


    However, today he was wearing the Puma F1 series, which looked a lot like soccer shoes, so it didn¡¯t affect his play too much, it was just that they had no cleats.


    Just then, a Shenhua player kicked the ball to the side of the field.


    Seizing the moment, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t say a word and, like a leopard, he dashed out, sprinting at high speed with the ball at his feet, deftly bypassing Maldini and the Shenhua player, who instinctively stretched out a foot, with a move called the ¡°deep-fried meatball¡±.


    Ancelotti was dumbstruck.


    Both teams¡¯ players and the fans were dumbstruck.


    Zhang, who was commentating today¡¯s game, let out a prolonged ¡°ah¡± before emotionlessly saying, ¡°A Milan fan has run onto the pitch, and he seems quite adept with the ball.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, who had stormed the pitch, continued advancing the ball towards Shenhua¡¯s half.


    Including the Milan players, they all tried to block him.


    Borello charged at him with a sliding tackle, but Huang Kaiwen was well-prepared, moving his left foot ahead in advance and clamping the ball between his feet, propelling it forward from behind himself.


    ¡°What a rainbow flick!¡±


    Zhang had become numb, thinking, my goodness, is this a fan unhappy with Milan¡¯s performance, taking to the pitch to play himself?


    And would you believe it, the lad played quite a professional game.


    Brocchi and Shenhua¡¯s Albertz almost simultaneously charged at Huang Kaiwen.


    Driven by the unspoken understanding of professional players, they prepared to sandwich him in defense and get this disruptive fan off the pitch.


    Huang Kaiwen also noticed this and picked up his pace, dribbling rapidly, with the ball always about 1 to half a meter in front of him.


    As Brocchi and company approached, he suddenly tapped the ball through the gap between the two players, then accelerated, squeezing through the pair as well.


    ¡°He splits the defense with the ball!!!¡±


    Zhang¡¯s tone was rising.


    Ancelotti¡¯s eyes lit up on the sidelines.


    High step frequency, wide strides¡ªduring this sequence, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s dribbling closely resembled that of Milan¡¯s ¡°newcomer king¡± Kaka.


    The Shenhua defense exchanged glances and made a decision, swarming towards Huang Kaiwen.


    For whatever reason, they couldn¡¯t allow a fan to cause havoc on their defensive line.


    But, they overestimated themselves and underestimated Huang Kaiwen.


    Faced with Jiawen Peng¡¯s charge, Huang Kaiwen used the outside of his right foot to push the ball, quickly pulling it back with the tip of his boot, and with a flick like whipping a cow¡¯s tail, he bypassed his opponent.


    He followed up with another deep-fried meatball move to get past Dong Yang.


    Seeing the situation, Li Chengming decided to play rough, using both hands and feet, and lunged at Huang Kaiwen with all his strength.


    Unexpected to him, Huang Kaiwen performed a ball step-back, smoothly avoiding the tackle, and then using the ¡°Blanc hop¡± to jump over this clumsy obstacle with the ball clamped between his legs, heading straight for the goal in a breakaway.


    Shenhua¡¯s goalkeeper Zhu Huiqian was incredibly nervous.


    However, as a professional player, he knew that the best thing to do was to attack.


    Facing the charging goalkeeper, Huang Kaiwen coolly began to juggle the ball, waiting for Zhu Huiqian to dive towards him before pulling the ball sideways to avoid him, and then rushed into the goal with the ball.


    The ball scored!


    The entire stadium fell silent.


    But Huang Kaiwen, far from satisfied after scoring, kept the ball under control and walked out of the goal towards the midfield.


    My goodness, it looked like he was gearing up to go again.


    ¡°Damn it, catch him!¡±


    At this point, the head of security finally remembered his duty and frantically directed the stadium security to rush onto the field.


    Realizing the situation was not good, Huang Kaiwen hastily dribbled the ball while dodging the chasing players from both sides, and rushed to the edge of the field to stop.


    By then, he had already been grabbed by Donati.


    He didn¡¯t struggle but shouted in Italian, ¡°Give me a chance, you¡¯ve seen me play¡ªsigning me will be a decision Milan won¡¯t regret!!!¡±


    ¡°Please, Carlo (Ancelotti), trust me, signing me is like signing another Ballon d¡¯Or winner.¡±


    As he was held tightly by players from both teams and security, being escorted off the field, Huang Kaiwen began to struggle desperately, continuing to shout at Ancelotti.


    He had to shout.


    If he couldn¡¯t sign with a big club before the summer transfer window closed, then he was as good as dead.

 Chapter 3 - 3 0003 Helps Milan Turn the Game Around

    ?3: 0003 Helps Milan Turn the Game Around 3: 0003 Helps Milan Turn the Game Around ¡°Carroll, sign me up, I¡¯ll definitely be your wisest signing.


    Please, give me a chance, I beg you!¡±


    Seeing that he was about to be carried into the players¡¯ tunnel by security, Huang Kaiwen gripped the edge of the tunnel tightly and shouted at Ancelotti, his voice crying like a bloodied cuckoo, making the nearby fans¡¯ hearts wrench.


    Ancelotti, with an unsettled look on his face, finally got up and walked over.


    Seeing this, the security personnel set Huang Kaiwen down, though they still held his hands behind his back, fearing he might rush into the pitch again.


    ¡°Let him go, he¡¯s not a bad person.¡±


    Ancelotti¡¯s words were quickly translated and executed.


    Ancelotti was a kind man, he also soothed the security staff a few words before taking Huang Kaiwen to the coach¡¯s bench.


    ¡°What position do you play?¡±


    Ancelotti asked.


    ¡°I can play anywhere in the front, my favorite position is center attacking midfielder, but I can play winger if Kaka is there,¡± Huang Kaiwen said unabashedly.


    Ancelotti turned to the locker room manager and gestured, ¡°Find him a set of gear.¡±


    The moment Huang Kaiwen saw this, he immediately said in Italian, ¡°I wear size 42 soccer shoes, and I would prefer jersey number 7.¡±


    Ancelotti, with a deadpan face, this guy is already asking for a jersey number, isn¡¯t he a troublemaker?


    But recalling Huang Kaiwen¡¯s demonstrated skill on the field just now, he couldn¡¯t help but smirk internally.


    Such a skilful player available on a free transfer would be a huge gain.


    God knows why this kid hadn¡¯t found a team previously, Ancelotti had already decided to offer Huang Kaiwen a contract, but he needed to see him play in a game again.


    The Milan substitutes crowded around Huang Kaiwen, asking him all sorts of questions.


    They weren¡¯t strangers to fans running on the field, but a fan who played so well was definitely a new sight for them.


    As Huang Kaiwen warmed up, he chatted and shot the breeze with them.


    In the 76th minute, Ancelotti substituted Cyrilino, pushing Huang Kaiwen onto the field, saying, ¡°Go on, just show what you can do.¡±


    Immediately afterwards, Ancelotti called Maldini, the captain, over and instructed, ¡°Tell them to pass the ball to that kid more, let¡¯s see his level¡ªif things go as expected, we¡¯ll sign him.¡±


    Maldini nodded.


    Although a bit annoyed at being outplayed by Huang Kaiwen, Maldini still recognized the young man¡¯s talent.


    Signing such a player would be great for the team he had served for half his life.


    So, he went back to the pitch and sternly reminded his teammates to pass more to Huang Kaiwen.


    It wasn¡¯t that he was being meddlesome.


    Mainly because professional players are quite proud and exclusivist, and the manner in which Huang Kaiwen had entered the game had already offended people.


    Without a serious word, they probably wouldn¡¯t cooperate well.


    ¡°That fan has entered the game, we still don¡¯t know his name, but he must be Chinese.


    Speaking of which, his skills are really good.


    Now he¡¯s wearing Milan¡¯s number 7 jersey.


    I wonder if Ancelotti will decide to sign him.¡± Zhang enthusiastically said.


    Even though it was a bit nonsensical, having a Chinese talent suddenly emerge was definitely a good thing.


    The match restarted, although after Maldini¡¯s admonition, the Milan players still held the intent to give Huang Kaiwen a tough time.


    Passing the ball ¨C wasn¡¯t that ultimately up to them?


    They could control whether it¡¯s a bit harder or easier.


    As for the Shenhua players, having recently been effortlessly dribbled past by Huang Kaiwen, they became mere background actors, seething with resentment.


    It could be said that most of the players on the field disliked Huang Kaiwen.


    After Diana received the ball, he assisted in progressing it to the front field, intentionally making a long kick a bit too short, just to give Huang Kaiwen a hard time.


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen immediately ran from the side to the center, and after jumping, he barely managed to chest the ball to the side using his chest, then accelerated to snatch the ball in front of Yu Tao.


    Immediately after, he passed the ball to Leidesma, who was also recently substituted, while he rushed toward the penalty area.


    Leidesma decisively kicked toward the penalty area.


    This pass was also somewhat forceful, but Leidesma still underestimated Huang Kaiwen.


    Or perhaps he underestimated the peak speed of Michael Owen.


    Even though the ball was intentionally passed towards the end line, Huang Kaiwen still managed to receive the ball successfully in the small penalty area.


    Then, without paying any attention to Borello, who was asking for the ball, he twisted his body and kicked a sharp shot from a tight angle.


    The ball easily breached the goal guarded by Zhu Huiqian.


    ¡°Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°What a world-class shot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°This shot is no less impressive than Van Basten¡¯s famous zero-angle goal; this fan has helped Milan pull back a goal, 1:2, Milan sees the hope of leveling.¡±


    Ancelotti, smiling, applauded from the sideline, the wrinkles on his face deep enough to trap a fly.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s immediate scoring upon entering the field was unexpected.


    The Milan players, too, did not foresee this turn of events and decided to start playing seriously, setting aside any underestimations.


    Minutes later, Redondo, dribbling the ball, was brought down by Jiawen Peng, and Milan won a free kick about 35 meters from the goal.


    Leidesma was eager to try, but Huang Kaiwen walked over, picked up the ball, and pointed to himself, saying, ¡°Let me take it, I need to seize the time to show myself.¡±


    Leidesma shrugged his shoulders and walked aside, joining his teammates to watch the spectacle.


    The entire stadium, with tens of thousands of eyes, watched this scene.


    Even the Shenhua fans were silently cheering for Huang Kaiwen now.


    The situation today was clear to everyone; as Chinese, they all hoped this kid could impress Milan.


    Huang Kaiwen placed the ball down and started backing up.


    After taking a deep breath, he began a short run-up.


    One step,


    two steps,


    three steps.


    After three steps, he swung his arm and whipped his right foot.


    Bang¡ª


    The ball flew almost in a straight line directly from Huang Kaiwen¡¯s position towards the goal.


    Just when Zhu Huiqian breathed a sigh of relief, the Shenhua goalkeeper suddenly found that the ball began to drop.


    Damn it, it was a knuckleball!!!


    He had no time to react as the ball plummeted and snuck in past him into the net.


    Hongkou Stadium erupted into a frenzy.


    Huang Kaiwen astutely chose to celebrate by embracing the Milan players.


    Ancelotti kept rubbing his hands together, almost wishing he could interrupt the game to sign a contract with Huang Kaiwen.


    In his time on the field, the technique and speed displayed by Huang Kaiwen were notable, including the first run into the field, scoring a total of three goals using both his left and right feet.


    In the soccer world, players who are balanced in using both feet are very rare.


    Being ambidextrous and bursting with talent is even rarer; this trip to China was truly a treasure found.


    Minutes later, Huang Kaiwen, after dribbling past four players at the edge of the Shenhua area, set up Borello with an assist, helping Milan turn the game around.


    As the referee blew the final whistle of the match, Ancelotti couldn¡¯t help but rush onto the field to pull Huang Kaiwen away, a contract must be signed, he couldn¡¯t wait another minute.

 Chapter 4 - 4 0004 The whole country is boiling Chinas number 10 in Milan

    ?4: 0004 The whole country is boiling, China¡¯s number 10 in Milan 4: 0004 The whole country is boiling, China¡¯s number 10 in Milan ¡°Well done, kid, and by the way, your Italian is very standard.¡±


    Ancelotti walked Huang Kaiwen toward the players¡¯ tunnel, not forgetting to instruct the assistant coach to seek help.


    This trip to China involved some commercial cooperation contracts that needed to be signed, with the club¡¯s legal department following along.


    Now he needed to draft a professional contract as quickly as possible and then sign Huang Kaiwen.


    Before signing the contract, he absolutely couldn¡¯t let this kid out of his sight.


    The organizers were unhappy to see Ancelotti leave, especially since there was an important photo session afterwards.


    Since the coach was away, it was tough on the remaining Milan players.


    Maldini was in a very good mood today.


    The score of the friendly match wasn¡¯t important, although the last-minute victory was thrilling, it was actually insignificant.


    Even if they had been beaten by Shenhua into double digits, he wouldn¡¯t have cared, at most it would have been a bit embarrassing.


    What really made him happy was Huang Kaiwen¡¯s unexpected participation.


    At 36, with his career approaching its end, seeing the team sign a super talent at this time was truly wonderful.


    He even felt that this was a gift from God to him and Milan.


    ¡°That kid is really good.¡±


    ¡°Yes, I feel a huge potential in him.¡±


    ¡°How old is he, is he a professional player from China?


    It seems the head wants to sign him, then he will be our teammate.¡±


    ¡°That would be great, we have Kaka, Shevchenko, and if we sign that kid, we will definitely achieve something at the start of the new season, maybe we could even win another UEFA Champions League Trophy.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect to gain such a reward from this trip to China.¡±


    The Milan players, previously not very happy with the photo session, were now very animated and cooperative with the organizers¡¯ demands.


    Meanwhile, in the locker room, Ancelotti was chatting intermittently with Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Carroll, you¡¯re preparing to give me a contract, right?¡±


    ¡°Yes, we will sign you, don¡¯t worry, Milan will definitely offer you a fair treatment.¡±


    Milan was not yet in decline, indeed they had the confidence to say this.


    They say it was for ¡°Qian Duoduo¡± that they even signed Donnarumma, but actually Milan had stabilized Kaka by signing his younger brother Digan earlier, and his salary was the same 1 million Euros as ¡°Donnarumma,¡± more than a decade before Digan earned this salary in Milan, thanks to his brother, even higher than some Serie A teams¡¯ main players.


    Huang Kaiwen thought about finding a lawyer.


    However, in 2004, domestic lawyers handling sports contracts were not suitable.


    Even in the golden era of the Chinese Super League, due to unprofessional contracts, many clubs were tricked by foreign players.


    So, he was too lazy to bother.


    After all, he was just a freeloader, it didn¡¯t matter whether the contract was a trap or not, he could understand the simple clauses, and he wouldn¡¯t agree to complex ones.


    Even if he got tricked, it wasn¡¯t a big deal.


    In the face of life, a little time or money is not important at all.


    The forums are popular with a phrase, ¡°Should I eat ten more pounds, otherwise I won¡¯t feel easy about this money,¡± a life, incidentally becoming a professional player, might even come with a handsome salary.


    This level of reward somewhat unsettled Huang Kaiwen.


    About an hour later, when the event and the post-match press conference had been over for half a day, the assistant coach finally brought the contract.


    The Milan players also gathered around the excitement.


    ¡°My God, 2.5 million Euros after tax?¡±


    ¡°Really?


    I read in the newspaper that it was 2.5 million Euros after tax just before Kaka renewed his contract.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyes also lit up.


    The exchange rate was 1:10.3.


    Nearly 26 million a year after taxes was simply too exhilarating.


    He had not expected Milan to be so sincere.


    Ancelotti, seeing him not moving his pen, asked somewhat anxiously, ¡°Is there something uncertain?¡±


    ¡°No, I¡¯m just looking at the specifics of the contract.¡±


    ¡°If there¡¯s anything you¡¯re unhappy with, you can bring it up.


    By the way, which jersey number do you like?¡± Ancelotti asked cautiously.


    ¡°Either 7 or 10.¡±


    As soon as Huang Kaiwen spoke, the Milan locker room fell silent.


    The number 7 jersey in Milan belonged to the club president Andre Shevchenko.


    Even if you were a genius, you couldn¡¯t take Shevchenko¡¯s jersey.


    The owner of the number 10 jersey was also well-known, the Portuguese star Rui Costa.


    Three years ago, Rui Costa joined AC Milan for a record-breaking 42 million Euros, the biggest transfer fee in AC Milan¡¯s history.


    Ancelotti¡¯s smile froze at the corner of his mouth, regretting his careless question.


    Maldini, seeing the situation, said directly, ¡°You go ahead and sign the contract.


    I¡¯ll give them a call to see what can be done, and make sure you¡¯re satisfied.


    If not, I¡¯ll give you the number 3.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was shocked.


    Was Maldini trying to harm him?


    What did he do to deserve Maldini¡¯s jersey?


    It was known that Maldini¡¯s number 3 jersey would retire with him.


    This number was the most meaningful in Milan, with only members of the Maldini family qualifying to wear the number 3 in the future.


    After Huang Kaiwen signed the contract, a system notification appeared.


    [Task completed: Sign with a G14 top club.


    All illnesses are cleared and health is recovered.


    The system will now update to the official version, estimated update time is 72 hours.]


    However, Huang Kaiwen felt nothing unusual.


    Because originally he had liver cancer, which did not manifest any symptoms.


    Only in the late stages would there be pain in the liver area, leading to rapid demise.


    Since he was relatively young, there wasn¡¯t even a single sign.


    If it weren¡¯t for a medical exam, it would have been impossible to detect.


    Finally free from the threat to his life, he happily joined the Milan players for dinner.


    Ancelotti had thought about changing to Chinese food to accommodate him, but Huang Kaiwen had refused.


    Having just joined the team and already receiving a sky-high salary, extending him various privileges would only make him a target in everyone¡¯s eyes.


    A newcomer, no matter how outstanding, should not try to stand out.


    Too many old sayings like ¡°The tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind¡± encapsulate wisdom from the ancestors.


    Besides, once his experience card expired and he became a salary thief, the more privileges he enjoyed initially, the more severe the exclusion he would face later.


    Therefore, he did not only need no privileges but also needed to learn from Carlos Kaiser and become the most popular person on the team.


    Isn¡¯t it just frequently taking teammates out to mingle?


    He could do that too.


    At dinner that night, Huang Kaiwen made a concerted effort to please, and the Milan players were gradually warming up to him.


    Packing his bags at home, Maldini brought him good news the next day when they met, ¡°Rui Costa has agreed to switch to the number 14 jersey.¡±


    That very day, Ancelotti and AC Milan, unable to wait any longer, rushed to hold a press conference in Shanghai before getting on the plane.


    The entire press conference venue was packed with journalists, with even the entrance crowded with people.


    Huang Kaiwen and Ancelotti signed the prepared contract as a formality, and then together lifted the red and black striped shirt imprinted with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name and the number 10.

 Chapter 5 - 5 Historic moment

    ?5: Historic moment 5: Historic moment ¡°Huang is a gifted child, no, he is a genius.


    I don¡¯t know why he hasn¡¯t received professional football training.


    To have such a performance without professional training, his talent is probably even more terrifying than what he has shown.


    Everyone at AC Milan is very pleased that he has joined the team.


    It is a great day, a historic moment, and he will definitely become an important part of Milan¡¯s glorious history.¡±


    The flashes from the cameras created a sea of light, as if film cost nothing.


    Compared to such big news, the cost of film really wasn¡¯t much.


    After experiencing hope and then disappointment at the 2002 World Cup, and growing even more disheartened over the past two years, the Chinese football scene was desperately in need of a savior.


    Everyone had seen yesterday¡¯s match, and whether it was the manner of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s debut or the strength he displayed, it excited the journalists.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s sharp dribbling skills, his explosive speed, and his strong ability to resist opponents, as well as his precise passing and assisting, although it was less than 20 minutes of play, what he showed amazed even the seasoned fans.


    After fermenting for a day, basically the entire country knew about him.


    The footage of the match, especially the clips of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s appearances, was still being replayed on Dongfang Satellite TV.


    Huang Kaiwen also kindly accepted an interview, answering all questions posed to him.


    ¡°May I ask, how old are you exactly this year?¡±


    ¡°21 years old, graduated from college a year ago.¡±


    ¡°21 years old?


    You don¡¯t look it, and why did you graduate so early, what about your studies?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes, what did it matter if his studies were good or not?


    Besides, his parents were university professors; skipping grades was quite normal for him.


    Today¡¯s journalists really lacked professionalism and logical thinking skills.


    ¡°Not bad, I suppose,¡± Huang Kaiwen vaguely stated, ¡°I graduated from North University of Technology.


    As for looking young, maybe I have good genes?


    My parents are professors.


    It¡¯s not a problem for me to graduate early.


    In fact, I was already studying middle school courses when I was very young.


    If it weren¡¯t for the fear of being unable to establish relations with older classmates, they might have let me attend middle school when I was not even 10 years old.¡±


    Elementary school-level courses were not difficult for a clever child.


    The original host inherited all of his parents¡¯ best qualities.


    The only problem was the cancer gene from his mother¡¯s family; otherwise, he would definitely have been a big winner in life.


    ¡°Okay, then have you received professional football training?¡± another journalist interjected, taking over the microphone.


    ¡°No, I only attended a football summer camp a long time ago when I was very young.¡±


    ¡°So how come you can play so well?¡±


    He voiced the question everyone had in mind.


    ¡°Perhaps, this is just talent,¡± Huang Kaiwen remarked sentimentally, shaking his head in a way that made the journalists feel a tickling itch in their teeth.


    ¡°What are your thoughts about joining AC Milan?¡±


    ¡°Hmm?¡± Huang Kaiwen thought for a moment, then organized his words and said, ¡°AC Milan has a great history.


    I¡¯ve always been a fan of Milan.


    Of course, I like many teams, because I like teams that play well, and AC Milan is such a team.


    Maldini, Stam, Kaka, Shevchenko...


    This team has the foundation to win everything, and I also want to be a winner.


    It couldn¡¯t be better to join AC Milan.¡±


    ¡°Wishing you a victorious start, do you have a girlfriend?¡±


    The focus of the journalists gradually shifted from football to his personal life.


    The attraction of football itself was not as compelling as the gossip surrounding the stars.


    Since Huang Kaiwen hadn¡¯t played many matches yet, they were more interested in learning about his private life.


    Huang Kaiwen answered all questions without showing any displeasure.


    The press conference went on for over an hour before ending at the reminder of the press officer.


    If they didn¡¯t leave now, they would miss the plane and would be left waiting with Daolang for the No.


    2 bus on the 11th floor.


    The group hurried to the airport to meet up with the main troop.


    AC Milan opted for the luxurious choice of chartering a plane.


    They weren¡¯t yet at the point where they could buy a star player for 2 million.


    After the plane took off, Carrozzeria approached Huang Kaiwen and asked, ¡°I¡¯ve heard Chinese girls are quite nice, is that true?¡±


    ¡°Yes, that¡¯s true.¡±


    ¡°What a pity then, otherwise we could have gone around and had some fun together.¡± The playboy Carrozzeria sighed regrettably, as he had planned to relax and enjoy himself before coming here.


    Huang Kaiwen was somewhat relieved that Milan¡¯s schedule was tight.


    Although he was determined to build good relationships with his teammates, he never thought of leading them astray in his home country.


    That was a matter of principle; those who would lead trash around to cause trouble were traitors.


    After that, his teammates asked a range of questions they were interested in.


    Led by Maldini, who had visited China with Milan over ten years ago, they all had a fairly good impression of the country.


    They couldn¡¯t say they were completely satisfied, but they were able to feel the sincerity and the passion of the fans.


    Watching the bustling scene, Ancelotti gave a glance to his assistant coach.


    The assistant stood up, clapped his hands and reminded, ¡°Boys, this is a long-haul flight.


    If you don¡¯t want to feel too uncomfortable later, it¡¯s best to rest a bit on the plane.¡±


    The flight from Shanghai to Milan took 12-13 hours.


    And by the time they landed, it would be after ten at night.


    Finding some peace at last, Huang Kaiwen also put on an eye mask and rested.


    There had been so many things happening these past few days.


    When the coaching team woke him up later, they considerately arranged for a private car to take him to the hotel.


    The assistant coach also said, ¡°In a few days, the club staff will accompany you to look at houses.


    The club will cover your rent while you are playing in Milan.


    Also, the club will pay you a portion of your salary in advance, so you have money to live on in Milan.¡±


    Hearing about such generous treatment, Huang Kaiwen silently grinned, not sure what to say.


    Probably not even Kaka had such good terms initially.


    He had been too impressive during the tryout, and now AC Milan Club had raised their expectations of him.


    This worried Huang Kaiwen.


    If only he had held back a bit when playing.


    No matter how Milan was treating him like royalty now, if he kept resting on a stretcher, he would probably face a severe backlash.


    If it weren¡¯t for his contract, he might have already thought of running away.

 Chapter 6 - 6 0006 Promoted to Milan Consort Prince

    ?6: 0006 Promoted to Milan Consort Prince 6: 0006 Promoted to Milan Consort Prince The next morning, Huang Kaiwen received a call from the club¡¯s staff.


    It was a woman, but he didn¡¯t pay much attention.


    After a simple breakfast at the hotel and waiting for more than an hour, the caller finally rang again, asking him to come downstairs.


    Huang Kaiwen was somewhat speechless.


    The Italians¡¯ sense of time really left him at a loss for words.


    They call early in the morning and then take more than two hours to show up.


    Who do you think you are, Kakashi Hatake?


    Feeling slightly annoyed, he went downstairs and saw someone he hadn¡¯t expected at all.


    To confirm he wasn¡¯t mistaken, he took a few extra glances at the person beside the car.


    ¡°It¡¯s quite rude to stare at a woman like that,¡± she accused him, but her tone was teasing with a hint of laughter, sounding almost flirtatious.


    Huang Kaiwen was taken aback.


    ¡°Hey, what are you daydreaming about?


    Get in the car.¡±


    ¡°Oh, right.¡± As he got into the passenger seat, he turned his head and tentatively asked, ¡°Barbara Berlusconi?¡±


    ¡°You recognize me?!¡±


    Upon hearing this, Huang Kaiwen knew he wasn¡¯t wrong.


    How did this young lady come to accompany him house hunting?


    The Brazilian Team was also one of his favorites.


    Knowing the Brazilian genius Pato, of course, he recognized you, Barbara.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t they say that club staff would come?¡± Huang Kaiwen asked cautiously, unclear about her intentions.


    ¡°Hmm, I wouldn¡¯t really count as club staff, but I was right there when the coach called.


    I was curious about the genius earning a salary of 2.5 million Euros and, moreover, I heard you¡¯ve never accepted professional training before and had been studying all along.


    It¡¯s quite miraculous, so I came,¡± she said.


    Huang Kaiwen silently curled the corners of his mouth.


    That figure of 2.5 million Euros really was...


    begging to be criticized.


    He was initially shocked by the salary on the contract, and feeling a bit guilty, he hadn¡¯t dared to haggle much.


    Had he known, he might have asked for 2.51 million or 2.49 million Euros instead.


    The ¡°250¡± joke might not exist in Europe, but sooner or later, as he becomes a long-term resident in the hospital flirting with nurses or watching games from the stands, that salary would inevitably become fodder for ridicule by the domestic Inter Milan fans.


    Damn, a strategical error.


    Just thinking about the Inter Milan fans in the forums calling him Mr.


    250 or just 250, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s head began to buzz, and they didn¡¯t even bother to add ¡°million¡± between ¡°250¡± and ¡°sir.¡±


    As she drove and noticed the change in his expression, Barbara asked with some curiosity, ¡°Weren¡¯t you happy to see me just now?


    What¡¯s wrong all of a sudden?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not because of you, Miss Berlusconi.¡±


    ¡°Call me Barbara.¡±


    ¡°Alright, Barbara.¡±


    ¡°You still haven¡¯t told me why you¡¯re upset.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, a ¡°reserve salary thief,¡± naturally couldn¡¯t discuss salaries with the boss¡¯s daughter and made up an excuse: ¡°I was just thinking you might have a boyfriend by now, and that¡¯s making me sad.¡±


    Screech¡ª


    Startled, Barbara slammed on the brakes, almost coming to a halt.


    It was fortunate that they both had their seat belts on; otherwise, at such a speed, they would¡¯ve been thrown right out of the car.


    Bewildered, she stared at him for a moment, then covered her mouth with a coy laugh and said, ¡°You¡¯re different from the Asians I¡¯ve met before.


    The Asians I used to meet weren¡¯t so direct.¡±


    ¡°That must be because they didn¡¯t notice a beauty like you.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was full of ambition and didn¡¯t cost anything to say nice things¡ªafter all, it really didn¡¯t cost anything.


    If he could please the boss¡¯s daughter, his future days should be much easier.


    ¡°Alright, since you¡¯re so honest, I¡¯ll treat you to a big meal tonight.¡±


    ¡°Okay, thank you.¡±


    After his compliment, Barbara obviously felt beautiful.


    While driving, she suddenly blurted out, ¡°I¡¯m single now.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was dumbfounded.


    He was just being talkative and enthusiastic; even though he wanted to build a good relationship, he hadn¡¯t thought about selling his art and himself.


    He was just a football player.


    These capitalists indeed had dirty blood running through their veins.


    Even the young second generation were so calculating.


    Offering him a salary, they expected him to work day and night.


    Even Ma Xiaoyun would feel ashamed.


    However, on second thought, if he intended to lie flat during the day and not play football, it wouldn¡¯t be unacceptable to make up for it at night.


    After all, he had received such a hefty salary.


    Feeling the change in his gaze, Barbara also found it hard to resist.


    She was even a year younger than Huang Kaiwen.


    Even if she had the potential of a ¡°Sea King,¡± she was still a hidden dragon lying dormant, yet to rise.


    She still had a sense of shame.


    If it had been the experienced Barbara who met Pato, she would have driven straight to a desolate place for excitement.


    But Barbara found Huang Kaiwen¡¯s attitude very satisfying, and she was very diligent in helping him find a house.


    After following the agent to see several houses and not being satisfied, Barbara suggested, ¡°Why don¡¯t you live near my house?


    It¡¯s really nice there.¡±


    ¡°No, thanks.¡±


    Which worker would damn well want to live next to their boss?


    Especially not this ¡°Football King¡± who was planning on slacking off.


    ¡°Okay then, what kind of house do you think would be suitable?¡±


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t need to be too big, ideally with a garden that¡¯s not too large or small.


    I could plant some flowers and cultivate my temperament when I¡¯m resting (when I¡¯m injured).


    As long as one person can manage it, that¡¯s fine,¡± Huang Kaiwen said.


    ¡°That¡¯s too simple.


    I like swimming; it¡¯s not okay without a swimming pool.¡±


    Sure, you call the shots.


    He wasn¡¯t spending his own money anyway.


    Renting a house costs a lot, the young miss should be able to handle it.


    The Mediterranean-looking agent also figured out that Barbara was the decision-maker, so he took them to see another two luxury villas.


    Barbara decided to rent a mansion not far from Milanello.


    The monthly rent was 18,000 Euros.


    The mansion had 7 bedrooms, 3 living rooms, a big garden with a fountain, a swimming pool, and a small golf course.


    With the homeowner¡¯s consent, the golf course could be converted into a small soccer field, convenient for Huang Kaiwen to train at home.


    To ensure his housing security for the next few years and not to be moved to a small apartment because of too many absences, Huang Kaiwen coaxed Barbara into signing a 3-year lease agreement.


    The rent didn¡¯t have to be paid all at once, using the reason that the rent in a major city like Milan was bound to rise in the future.


    The young miss also thought his words made sense, he seemed like a person who knew how to live, so she signed it for three years straight away.


    After taking care of business, local Barbara drove him to Osteria La Voliera, a restaurant that seemed very romantic.


    Its decoration wasn¡¯t very luxurious¡ªsimple and adorned with key elements.


    Cupids and fresh flowers were seen everywhere, clearly targeting couples.


    During the meal, Barbara also ordered two bottles of red wine.


    The intentions of Sima Zhao were plain as day.


    Alone in a foreign country, facing this combination of rich second generation and official second generation, he had absolutely no room to resist.


    Huang Kaiwen completely let go.


    He stood up, went over and sat next to Barbara.


    Not only was he full on with his words, but his hand was also placed in a silky position, making the boss¡¯s daughter blush and flustered throughout the meal.


    She was even unsteady when it came to paying the bill.


    It must be said, Barbara¡¯s safety awareness was very good; after drinking, she didn¡¯t drive but instead promptly pulled him to a hotel.

 Chapter 7 - 7 0007 The official version of the system is here

    ?7: 0007 The official version of the system is here 7: 0007 The official version of the system is here When Huang Kaiwen was still half-asleep in the morning, he felt an itch in his nose.


    Opening his eyes, he saw Barbara teasing him with the tip of her hair.


    He stood up directly and waved with a smile.


    Barbara rolled her eyes at him and then snuggled up close.


    Seeing that the system hadn¡¯t reached 72 hours yet, he turned on the TV out of boredom.


    At this time back in China, the reports about him were overwhelming, to say the least.


    The press conference held by Milan two days earlier had ignited the nation¡¯s enthusiasm.


    The news of his signing with Milan and the video of him storming onto the pitch appeared on the 7 pm news broadcast that evening.


    After fermenting, the whole country knew about this talented individual.


    He graduated from college early, was good at studying, even better at sports, and without any substantial training, he topped the big stars of AC Milan on the field.


    Chinese netizens had already begun to fantasize about the birth of Asia¡¯s first Ballon d¡¯Or winner.


    Stories like his parents being deceased, a girl who wrote him a love letter in junior high, dating his university supervisor, and other messy affairs were dug up.


    Among these was a news piece claiming he had cancer, but most people dismissed it as fake news¡ªjust a doctor trying to attract attention.


    In this day and age, the concept of clout-chasing was still unheard of.


    It took Barbara more than half an hour to get up, and then she opened Huang Kaiwen¡¯s hand and went back to sleep without a word.


    Approaching noon, Huang Kaiwen heard a prompt in his mind, ¡°Ding, the official version of the Soccer King System is now activated.¡±


    Player strength: Amateur (Superstar experience card countdown: 641 hours, 22 minutes, 41 seconds)


    Expectation value: 0


    Destiny value: 0


    Skill: Acting Ace¡ªTom Hanks¡¯s peak acting skills.


    How can a great player not know how to act?¡ªSergio Busquets.


    Skill: Bring it on¡ªA small chance to copy some characteristics from other players when seizing their opportunities.


    Abnormal status: Vulnerable¡ªStarting from stepping onto the turf, the chance of injury increases by 100%, increasing 1% every second, and returning to the initial chance of injury after leaving the field due to injury.


    This cycle repeats until successfully defending the UEFA Champions League and lifting the abnormal status.


    Seeing the last point, Huang Kaiwen was truly dumbfounded.


    This was just ridiculous; if he went into a game, his injury chances would skyrocket within minutes, and then he would really end up in the infirmary.


    Could playing soccer actually be life-threatening?


    What if he really got kicked in the head and turned into the second coming of Petr Cech?


    And if the kick landed three inches below the navel, wouldn¡¯t he become China¡¯s last eunuch?


    The conditions for lifting the abnormal status seemed a bit preposterous.


    No team had managed to defend the UEFA Champions League title since its restructuring.


    But then it occurred to him that the current AC Milan actually had the credentials to do so.


    The year was 2004, and Milan was expected to reach the UEFA Champions League final if nothing went wrong, where they would play a heart-stopping classic match against Liverpool¡ªchampagne celebrations at halftime, the Night of Istanbul, which turned into a deep, unhealable wound in the hearts of all Rossoneri fans.


    Whenever football shows listed classic comebacks, AC Milan would be dragged out for post-mortem ridicule.


    Then, a year later, ¡®Calciopoli¡¯ erupted, and AC Milan, despite being docked points, took revenge on Liverpool with a superhuman Kaka scoring 10 goals in the tournament.


    What did that imply?


    It indicated that over those three years, AC Milan consistently had enough strength to reach the UEFA Champions League final twice in three years.


    As long as he could ensure the team clinched the Champions League title this year and the next or the year after next and the following year, he could resolve the issue of the abnormal status and wouldn¡¯t have to worry about living up to Bill Shankly¡¯s saying that ¡°football is not a matter of life and death; it¡¯s much more important than that.¡±


    Well, although it would be a bit difficult.


    But at least there was hope.


    Had he joined Real Madrid or Arsenal, then lifting the abnormal status would have been an indefinitely distant prospect, a nobody couldn¡¯t just wait around for Zidane to coach Real Madrid.


    As for Arsenal, better left unsaid.


    Looking at it this way, his coming to Milan was truly fate.


    After figuring this out, Huang Kaiwen stopped fretting over the abnormal status.


    If he got injured on the field, he wouldn¡¯t even need to act, which was a relief as he might have been easily exposed during post-match medical examinations.


    Football was no longer the same game that Carlos Kaiser used to play, sir.


    Times have changed.


    As for the newly acquired skill ¡®Bring it on,¡¯ he was somewhat puzzled, mainly because Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t clear on what ¡®opportunity¡¯ meant; surely a sports channel couldn¡¯t be about seizing natural treasures and blessed lands.


    Anyway, having an extra skill was good.


    He would take one step at a time.


    There was an annotation underneath the expectation value: ¡®everyone¡¯ includes fans, players, coaches, journalists¡ªall who have expectations for you, similar to the ¡®incense prayer power¡¯ in cultivation stories.


    This expectation then quantifies.


    Each time it reaches 100, it¡¯s full, and he could draw a single-match experience card to prevent himself from being exposed as a fraud.


    That seemed reasonable enough.


    Destiny value, on the other hand, would be harder to come by.


    The Destiny value could be obtained either by completing tasks issued by the system or by actively changing the fate of other football practitioners.


    The amount of destiny value gained depended largely on how significantly he altered someone else¡¯s destiny.


    If he helped someone achieve glory in their career, he might also receive a gift from the person whose life he changed, but it was uncertain what this gift would be.


    Without needing tasks from the system, with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s years of experience having written over a hundred million characters, he knew that keeping his teammate Kaka from suffering major injuries and extending Kaka¡¯s successful career, forcibly turning the ¡®two peerless prodigies¡¯ into ¡®brothers sworn to justice,¡¯ would earn him a lot of destiny value.


    Kaka was a player you simply couldn¡¯t dislike.


    Handsome and pious, with excellent skills to boot.


    If possible, Huang Kaiwen would also like to help Kaka, especially now that they were teammates.


    But he had no idea how to assist Kaka.


    This was not something that could be resolved by a simple suggestion or two to avoid an early downfall.


    If he couldn¡¯t figure it out, he wouldn¡¯t dwell on it.


    After all, he had already accomplished his initial goal of survival.


    Huang Kaiwen was still quite pleased.


    He had signed a 5+1 contract with AC Milan, guaranteeing a salary of at least 12.5 million Euros, perhaps no bonus for goals or assists, but definitely a hefty reward for winning titles.


    Earning an easy 15 million Euros over one contract period at Milan, he would surpass the earnings of entertainers of the same period.


    What was there not to be satisfied about?


    In high spirits, Huang Kaiwen ordered two lunch servings and, after they arrived, called Barbara to have lunch.


    While eating, Barbara asked, ¡°When do you want to make your debut at San Siro?¡±


    ¡°Uh, I can choose?¡± Huang Kaiwen was surprised to hear this option.


    Obviously, the sooner he could make his debut, the better¡ªotherwise, once the experience card expired, he couldn¡¯t just start kicking the ball into the stands during a match.


    ¡°Of course,¡± Barbara said softly.


    ¡°As long as you¡¯re not in too much of a hurry, we need time to prepare.¡±


    ¡°Then let¡¯s do it before the European Cup.


    I can¡¯t wait to meet the fans.¡±


    ¡°Good!¡±

 Chapter 8 - 8 0008 You have a new system message please check it

    ?8: 0008 You have a new system message, please check it.


    8: 0008 You have a new system message, please check it.


    After lunch.


    After a brief rest, Huang Kaiwen was dragged out of the hotel by Barbara.


    He had no desire to shop at all.


    Shopping with a woman was a terrifying ordeal.


    But the young lady thought his clothes did not suit his status.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t even know what status he held that warranted such luxury.


    As a small-time salary thief, did he even need an ¡°armor¡±?


    As soon as they left the hotel, the cameras from the car across them began to flash wildly.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t mind, he pursed his lips and asked, ¡°Are you okay?¡±


    Barbara didn¡¯t respond, she pulled him over and knocked on the car window.


    The paparazzi became tense, and only rolled down the window when Barbara refused to let go.


    The young lady took out 200 euros from her wallet and threw it into the driver¡¯s seat, authoritatively instructing, ¡°Make us look good, this money is for your services.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Mr.


    Paparazzi: ...


    After getting their car, they headed straight for Montenapoleone Street.


    Montenapoleone Street, being the most important and luxurious location in Milan Fashion Quadrangle, was not just a mall, but a street filled with international top-tier brands.


    The stores on this street were fully stocked with brands, closest to Milan Cathedral, situated in the heart of Milan¡¯s commercial district, with no shortage of sports cars by the street, and Barbara¡¯s car did not stand out at all.


    Seeing this environment, Huang Kaiwen knew this place wouldn¡¯t be cheap.


    VALENTINO, FERRAGAMO, LOEWE, CELINE, VAN CLEEF&ARPELS...


    He recognized some of these storefronts, and some he had never seen before, all of them luxury brands he had glimpsed only online.


    A piece of clothing costing thousands or even more expensive was never his kind of thing.


    Even though he was quite rich now, cross-border payments were not very convenient, especially when trying to exchange foreign currency.


    He followed Milan in a rush and hadn¡¯t managed all these affairs.


    It¡¯s safe to say he couldn¡¯t spend his money from back home.


    The club hadn¡¯t given him his advance salary yet.


    Today, Huang was destined to spend a woman¡¯s money.


    Huang Kaiwen never cared about such trivial matters; he was a firm supporter of gender equality.


    If women could spend men¡¯s money, men could spend women¡¯s money, everyone based on their own capabilities.


    Before, just being a typist who didn¡¯t have a handsome face meant he couldn¡¯t enjoy such benefits, but now he finally felt compensated¡ªtruly, justice was served!


    After entering the store, there were no demeaning incidents like being looked down upon by snobby store staff.


    Which actually left him somewhat disappointed.


    Having written countless of such scenarios before, today with an official¡¯s child shielding him, he found no opportunity to blow his top, utterly unable to satisfy his wicked sense of humor.


    ¡°Try this one.¡±


    Barbara handed Huang Kaiwen a black casual suit jacket, the tag with a price of 2800 euros fully reflected the worth of Fendi, this local Italian brand.


    After he put it on, Huang Kaiwen felt quite good, but Barbara frowned and said, ¡°It¡¯s not suitable for you, try this one instead.¡±


    Another black one.


    He completely failed to see the difference between the two suit jackets.


    Following that, Huang Kaiwen became a mannequin.


    Barbara kept bringing out new clothes for him to try on, then changing them again and again.


    After several hours and spending tens of thousands of euros on two outfits, the young lady finally, satisfied, dragged him to the movie theater.


    In his home territory, Huang Kaiwen was naturally unreserved.


    Mr.


    Lu said, ¡°Darkness gives us black eyes, yet I use them to seek the light.¡±


    In this pitch-black environment, he began searching for ¡°bright spots.¡±


    ¡°Ah, how annoying!¡±


    Barbara couldn¡¯t help exclaiming and snapped at Huang Kaiwen, though she didn¡¯t indicate for him to remove his hand.


    She shifted her position slightly, which actually made it more convenient for Huang Kaiwen¡¯s actions.


    As the movie plot progressed, Barbara got so nervous that she sweated profusely, biting her lip with concern for the protagonist¡¯s predicament, and Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t understand why a comedy could be so thrilling.


    By the time the movie ended, the young lady was carried out by him.


    Barbara, getting close, said she would help him tidy up his place and shamelessly followed him back to the newly rented mansion.


    Dinner was still prepared by Huang Kaiwen.


    That night, listening to the creaking bed, he felt that the 18,000 euros per month Barbara paid was definitely too high.


    ...


    ¡°AC Milan announces that a fan meet-and-greet for the newly signed Chinese football prodigy, Kevin Wong, will be held at San Siro on Sunday.


    It is reported that the 21-year-old Kevin Wong has never received any football training and his major in college wasn¡¯t even sports-related.


    However, his display of exceptional talent during AC Milan¡¯s tour in China, where he stormed the field, convinced the team¡¯s spokesperson who said it took only one second for the team to decide to offer him a hefty contract, a first in history for any player¡¯s professional debut contract.


    From the footage of that day, he indeed is a genius, an illogical genius.


    Yet, what¡¯s concerning is that on his second day in Milan City, he met Barbara Berlusconi and spent the night at the hotel they were staying in.


    According to the room next door, they almost demolished the hotel.


    It must be said, Kevin Wong has overturned my impression of Asians; he is more like a South American or European which also raises my concerns whether he might end up like the talented Gascoigne destroyed by women and alcohol.¡±


    In a restaurant where AC Milan fans gathered, someone read out today¡¯s review from Milan Sports Newspaper.


    The fans nearby immediately started arguing.


    ¡°Damn it, that paper must be bought by Inter Milan, I¡¯ve watched that kid play on TV, he is a super genius.


    If he falls, it¡¯s definitely because our opponents hired a wizard to curse him,¡± a tall, thin fan exclaimed angrily.


    Mbappe: I believe you¡¯re right, and I hired a wizard to counteract.


    The chubby fan sitting with him scooped the last piece of egg into his mouth and muttered indistinctly, ¡°We all know what our owner is like, it seems his daughter is the same, that young lady has a lot of scandals.


    I¡¯m more concerned she¡¯ll drain our new player dry, turning him into a jellyfish.¡±


    ¡°Look at the brighter side, he might not face any problems.


    You know the Milan Sports Newspaper just likes to exaggerate stories; that kid might lead us to championships along with Kaka and Shevchenko.¡±


    ¡°The paper does get some things right though; I didn¡¯t even know Chinese people played football before.¡±


    ¡°Andrew, you must be an idiot because the Chinese Team participated in the World Cup two years ago, the one where we were screwed by the referee bribed by the South Koreans.¡±


    ¡°Right, I remember now.


    The Chinese really should take strong measures against the South Koreans; when will they take a place back like Xiangjiang?¡±


    The yet-to-debut on the field, Huang Kaiwen, was already fast becoming a sensation among local fans.


    [Chinese fans have high hopes for you, expectation increase +1]


    [Local fans are worried about your future but also anticipate you becoming a top star, expectation increase +5]


    [...]

 Chapter 9 - 9 0009 Ronaldinho would cry if he watched it

    ?9: 0009 Ronaldinho would cry if he watched it 9: 0009 Ronaldinho would cry if he watched it Huang Kaiwen woke up in the morning to a system notification and noticed the email about the Fate Points he received.


    Yes, Fate Points.


    [Change the fate of one of Milan¡¯s future administrators, Barbara, slightly alter the fate of the star of hope, Pato]


    Click below to reveal fate.


    Images appeared immediately.


    [After meeting Barbara, she set higher standards for her partners]


    [It became difficult for her to date the same man twice]


    [Barbara grew increasingly disappointed in men, even losing confidence]


    [She began dating women]


    [Barbara and Pato no longer had any intersections]


    [Her original five children would not be born]


    [She and her girlfriend chose IVF, had a boy, and Barbara named him Kevin¡¤Wong¡¤Berlusconi, which made her girlfriend jealous and led to their breakup.


    She focused on her child¡¯s education, Kevin is a mixed-race child, very intelligent, and during his university years, he developed an AR gaming device that became a global sensation, established a company and made a fortune, eventually buying the AC Milan from an American.]


    [...Barbara lived to 90 years old, and passed away peacefully accompanied by Kevin¡¯s descendants.]


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen was stunned.


    He could hardly believe knowing each other had such a significant impact.


    However, no fate was displayed for Pato, probably still the fate of being injury-prone, only slightly altered in his love life because Barbara didn¡¯t take much interest in him when he came to Milan.


    The two provided Huang Kaiwen with a total of 1.5 Fate Points.


    Barbara, with significant fate changes, provided 1 point, and Pato, with just a history change, contributed 0.5 point.


    Indeed, the fate of stars is worth more.


    As for Barbara, Huang Kaiwen felt guilty for a second but then realized, this wasn¡¯t his fault.


    If possible, he should treat her a bit better.


    After Missy woke up, she got entirely lost in Huang Kaiwen¡¯s tender onslaught.


    In the afternoon, the club staff waited at the door for over two hours before seeing Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Get a bank card when you have time, then the club will transfer your advance salary to it, and you¡¯d better rest more, so you don¡¯t embarrass yourself when meeting fans at San Siro,¡± said one of the coaching staff members, glancing at Barbara who was hugging Huang Kaiwen from behind.


    However, this remark infuriated Missy.


    Before Sunday, the two hardly left the bedroom.


    June 6, 2004, Sunday.


    Over 32,000 fans flooded San Siro Square to attend Huang Kaiwen¡¯s debut ceremony.


    They had also seen his brief appearance on TV, where Huang Kaiwen displayed his outstanding talent.


    And the recent barrage of rumors¡ªlike a new recruit¡¯s salary of 5 million, or the 50-hour battle with Barbara¡ªwere also factors attracting them to San Siro that day.


    Standing in the player¡¯s tunnel, Huang Kaiwen could hear the fans singing outside.


    ¡°Milan, Milan, we pledge to support you, Milan, Milan, always for you, we walk alongside heroes, on the grass, under the blue sky, they have won another star...¡±


    The AC Milan anthems were melodiously captivating, and although the fans¡¯ chorus was not very orderly, it allowed one to envision the scene of tens of thousands supporting and endorsing you.


    Before even appearing, Huang Kaiwen was eager to go out and meet the fans.


    ¡°Hey, it¡¯ll be a while longer,¡± a club staff member said, patting his shoulder.


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    In the center of the field, the team owner and club manager, Be and the bicyclist Gattu, took turns speaking formally, and once they had droned on, the onsite DJ finally called out Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name.


    Stepping out of the tunnel, he was met with the fans¡¯ enthusiasm, many times more intense than before.


    Huang Kaiwen was very doubtful, desperately wanting the two bald men to shut up.


    After grabbing the microphone, he waved his right hand to the fans and said, ¡°Hello, Rossoneri.¡±


    Boom¡ª


    The fans in the red and black striped shirts on the stands waved their hands frantically in response.


    ¡°...I¡¯ve always been a fan of AC Milan, Baresi is my idol.


    I haven¡¯t met him yet, which is a bit regrettable, but I believe he will soon hear about me.


    I also like Maldini; I¡¯ve met Paul before, he¡¯s a nice guy.


    I¡¯m thrilled to be able to fight alongside such a great player, and I¡¯m very confident about the new season.¡±


    With the microphone in hand, Huang Kaiwen walked toward the soccer ball.


    The club staff saw him and immediately came over to extend a hand.


    But Huang Kaiwen pulled the ball away with his feet and didn¡¯t hand over the microphone.


    The fans thought it was a playful joke and chuckled along.


    Unexpectedly, Huang Kaiwen started to sing right away, ¡°Milan, Milan, only to support you, Milan, Milan, always for you...¡±


    While singing, he kept juggling the ball.


    The soccer ball jumped up to almost the same height each time!


    After a brief silence, San Siro completely erupted.


    Barbara, watching from the stands, had tender eyes full of affection as she watched the figure on the pitch, feeling like she had met her true love.


    The fans had never seen such an audacious introduction ceremony before.


    The previously simple ball-juggling Huang Kaiwen exerted a bit more force, kicking the ball over 2 meters high, then started coordinating with his head and shoulders along with his feet, the sauciest part being that his singing hadn¡¯t stopped.


    Even when Maradona debuted in Naples, it wasn¡¯t this flashy.


    The fans also joined in singing loudly.


    The AC Milan anthem spread throughout the whole city.


    Even the fans of their fierce city rivals, watching through the TV broadcast, were utterly stunned.


    AC Milan must have signed an impressive character.


    The five crew members who specially flew in from domestic to film received the message and were dumbfounded.


    Just when they thought Huang Kaiwen was finished, to everyone¡¯s surprise, he dribbled the ball towards the goal.


    The distance of each step and each bounce of the ball was almost exactly the same, displaying an astonishing sense of ball control, which made Shevchenko at home watching the TV feel like he could shove an apple in his mouth.


    Even Ronaldinho might not be this strong, right?


    What the heck, is he from a circus, doing both juggling and singing simultaneously?


    But even Shevchenko had to admit, of all the players he had seen, perhaps not one had such outstanding ball control.


    That¡¯s just too damn unfair!


    It turns out, the team¡¯s new signing was much stronger than he expected.


    Ancelotti was already overjoyed, his eyes sinking into the fat on his face, fantasizing about leading Milan to an unprecedented treble in Italian football as the coach with Huang Kaiwen dominating all around.


    Just when everyone thought this was the limit,


    Huang Kaiwen stopped just outside the penalty area.


    Then he flicked the ball up and swung a kick at it in midair.


    The moment he kicked the ball; the fans thought it was over.


    After all, introduction ceremonies usually end with shooting the ball into the net.


    But unexpectedly,


    Duang!


    The ball hit the crossbar and bounced back, the sauciest part being that Huang Kaiwen, still standing there singing, casually reached out his foot and caught the ball easily, and then once again flicked the ball up and swung another kick in midair...

 Chapter 10 - 10 0010 I bet 30 million on Germany to win

    ?10: 0010 I bet 30 million on Germany to win 10: 0010 I bet 30 million on Germany to win Huang Kaiwen swung another kick into the air; the ball flew and struck just below the left post, then came back to him.


    Then, another kick.


    The middle of the left post, Duang.


    After the ball returned, another kick, above the left post, Duang!


    The next shot hit where the left post and the crossbar meet, just a bit higher in the dead spot, Duang!


    The entire crowd was stunned.


    What kind of prodigious player was this?


    Not to mention them, even the players and coaches watching the live debut through a television channel owned by Be were dumbfounded; some players couldn¡¯t help but run to their home gardens with a football to try it out.


    But after hardly kicking it a few times, let alone hitting the exact spot intended without moving, they even struggled to control the rebound power of the ball, making it impossible to catch.


    Then, as he moved from the left post to the crossbar, Huang Kaiwen, who was having a great day, suddenly felt a twinge in his toes¡ªso painful.


    However, as Milan¡¯s new pressing king, he was determined to finish what he started and quietly switched to his left foot, continuing from the middle of the crossbar to the right, Duang, further right, Duang, where the crossbar meets the post, Duang...until below the right post, after the ball bounced back.


    He kicked the ball high into the sky.


    Although the singing continued, this time he did shift his position a bit; when the ball flew up, due to the wind, even with unbeatable ball control, he could not ensure it would return exactly to the original spot¡ªit could only land somewhere nearby.


    Singing the AC Milan team song, Huang Kaiwen took a few steps back to adjust his position, then kicked another volley.


    Attempting not to harm the fans while aiming the ball at the stands, he kicked with a technique that not even Juninho Pernambucano could replicate in a volley situation¡ªHuang Kaiwen¡¯s shot.


    Yet, with the addition of attributes from various top-tier soccer stars, Huang Kaiwen made it happen.


    And he didn¡¯t just make it happen; he did it perfectly.


    The stands are sloped, and with his kick, the ball ascended, reaching the height of the third tier before it began to fall, diving straight into the arms of a little fan.


    The doll-like little girl, not expecting such a gift from the heavens, immediately hugged the soccer ball and screamed with excitement, causing the nearby fans who initially wanted to snatch the ball to refrain, seeing it was a child who got it.


    San Siro erupted in cheers again.


    ¡°...Milan, Milan, my only devotion, Milan, Milan, forever for you,¡± as Huang Kaiwen sang the final line for the twelfth time, the entire crowd went wild.


    Milan fans uniformly chanted his name.


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    This debut event lasted an hour, and when it came time to showcase himself, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s performance left them immensely satisfied; it was certainly the most spectacular debut in the history of soccer, unmatched and likely unbeatable.


    Having been a player himself, Ancelotti, after watching Huang Kaiwen¡¯s performance, felt his earlier predictions were too conservative.


    This season, he could achieve an unprecedented treble, then add a UEFA Super Cup next season to make it a quadruple, and possibly even secure a UEFA Champions League three-peat, replicating the early miracles of Real Madrid in the competition.


    From then on, he would reach the pinnacle of his life, but regrettably, he could not marry a rich and beautiful woman anymore.


    Merely fantasizing about standing at the Zurich Opera House several years in a row, receiving the trophy for Coach of the Year, made Ancelotti feel his heart might explode.


    Who would have thought, in this era, a genius player would come knocking at their door?


    Ancelotti even began to suspect he was God¡¯s most favored son.


    When Huang Kaiwen handed the microphone back to the staff and walked toward the player¡¯s tunnel, the entire club¡¯s view of him changed.


    In competitive sports, skill is of paramount importance.


    If a prominent football club player has a bad temper, he might even be able to leverage the club president.


    No one wanted to offend an evidently superstar player.


    Facing Huang Kaiwen, their attitude was unbelievably good.


    ¡°Kevin, would you like to tour the club?


    You didn¡¯t report in before.


    Since you¡¯re a fan of Milan, I believe you would be interested in Milan¡¯s hall of fame.¡±


    ¡°Sorry, I have plans with Barbara.¡±


    Hearing his words, the staff member felt it was so unfair.


    Not only was the new player handsome and good at soccer, but he had also just joined and was already dating the boss¡¯s daughter.


    Being humans, why was there such a great disparity?


    ¡°Right, I¡¯m heading off to get a bank card soon, tell finance they¡¯d better pay my salary today,¡± he mentioned.


    Huang Kaiwen reminded before he left.


    Although spending Barbara¡¯s money was also pretty good, it forcefully tied him and Barbara together.


    Besides, having his own money didn¡¯t stop him from spending a woman¡¯s money.


    You can spend others¡¯ money, but you must have your own.


    Under the watchful gaze of several workers, Huang Kaiwen got into Barbara¡¯s Mercedes.


    He immediately heard the system alert.


    [Ding, a flawless debut, the system will now upgrade to the ¡°I Am the Soccer King System Deluxe Edition¡± estimated upgrade time: 168 hours]


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    This seemed like that novel he once wrote, ¡°My System Upgrades Infinitely.¡±


    He hadn¡¯t played a single official game yet and the system had upgraded twice already.


    Were there still Super Deluxe Version, PRO Version, PLUS Version, PRO MAX Version to come?


    But whatever.


    Even without the system, he was still quite happy now.


    With no threat to his life, he wasn¡¯t scared of anything anymore.


    ¡°Darling, you were incredible, did you hear it?


    All the fans were mesmerized by you, you are literally the God of San Siro!¡± Barbara said excitedly, showing no intention of driving.


    Huang Kaiwen saw she hadn¡¯t even buckled her seatbelt, leaned over to help her with it, and took the chance to cop a feel.


    ¡°Stop it, we¡¯re still at the stadium entrance.¡±


    Barbara cooed, ¡°Where are we going?¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s get the bank card done, so the club can pay me sooner.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Barbara obediently drove off.


    Previously Huang Kaiwen had mentioned that sports cars were uncomfortable to sit in, so today she had switched to a sports sedan.


    Since Barbara was a VIP, the banking was done swiftly.


    As the two came out of the bank, Barbara, seeing Huang Kaiwen looking at a nearby shop, initiated, ¡°Because the European Cup is starting, they¡¯re all rushing to draw in bets from fans.


    Are you interested in this too?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen fudged a reply, his heart nearly leaped out of his chest when he saw Greece¡¯s odds at 1:77.


    But the club¡¯s money hadn¡¯t reached his account yet, and he didn¡¯t want to discuss it with Barbara either.


    ¡°Alright then, let¡¯s head back.¡±


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    On the way back, Huang Kaiwen was distracted.


    Because he saw a vast fortune right before his eyes.


    This year¡¯s European Cup, Greece would miraculously win the championship.


    Having created the Kaiserslautern miracle, Otto Rehhagel would lead Greece to a magical victory in the European Cup over the next month, marking the most unexpected championship in the history of the European Cup and elevating ¡°Emperor Otto¡± to a god-like status in Greece, his power akin to that of an emperor.


    If he, Huang Kaiwen, didn¡¯t get involved, he¡¯d be doing himself a disservice.


    After all, he was a fan of ¡°Emperor Otto.¡±

 Chapter 11 - 11 0011 I lost 100 billion

    ?11: 0011 I lost 100 billion 11: 0011 I lost 100 billion All night, Huang Kaiwen was preoccupied and didn¡¯t even sleep with Barbara.


    Early the next morning, he received a phone call from the club¡¯s vice president, ¡°European Four Nations Tournament Champion¡± Gagliani.


    ¡°Kevin, I¡¯ve got some good news for you, your performance yesterday caught a lot of people¡¯s attention.¡±


    ¡°Ah... okay, but Mr.


    President, it¡¯s only 8 AM.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, who was suffering from insomnia, had only fallen asleep at 3 AM, giving him just five hours of sleep.


    ¡°Vice president, vice president,¡± Gagliani gently reminded him, suppressing his excitement as he advised, ¡°You¡¯re still young, young people should exercise some restraint, otherwise you¡¯ll retire early like those Brazilians.¡±


    ¡°Alright, if you called just to say that, then thanks, but I¡¯d like to go back to sleep.


    By the way, I didn¡¯t sleep with Barbara last night.¡±


    ¡°No no no, don¡¯t hang up the phone yet.¡±


    Gagliani hurriedly said, ¡°Wait until you wake up and come to the club, your performance yesterday attracted a lot of sponsors, and they are very interested in endorsing you personally.¡±


    Upon hearing this, Huang Kaiwen perked up.


    Someone coming to give money?


    That¡¯s great.


    ¡°Have the sponsors arrived, Mr.


    President?¡±


    ¡°Most of them are here; they flew in from various parts of Europe.


    They all want to sign you.¡±


    ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll be right there!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said excitedly.


    He had been regretting not having enough money to buy Greece before, but now that people were giving money, he was a bit worried whether William Hill could handle his betting slip.


    ¡°Barbara, get up~¡±


    Huang Kaiwen went to the master bedroom, opened the quilt, and slapped the cheekiest part of the young lady.


    ¡°Ugh, I was not happy at all sleeping alone last night.¡±


    Barbara grabbed Huang Kaiwen and pulled him onto the bed.


    Huang Kaiwen could only silently apologize to Gattu, saying it wasn¡¯t his fault for not being punctual.


    By noon, when they arrived at the club, they saw many people in the team meeting room.


    Gagliani stood up to tell him, ¡°They are all from the brands.


    The club has already hired a lawyer for you in advance.


    As a big star, you need to find an agent now, and I have a guy I know quite well; I¡¯ll introduce you to him later.¡±


    ¡°Uh, okay, thank you.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen nodded, but he wouldn¡¯t accept the agent introduced by Gattu.


    It wasn¡¯t certain how many years he could play in Milan, and getting too entangled with AC Milan¡¯s President could be problematic.


    It was somewhat strange that Gagliani had called all the sponsors together, but then Huang Kaiwen realized.


    Gattu was indeed cunning, gathering everyone together meant a bidding mode was on.


    No wonder the old guy could ride a bicycle all over Europe to sign players without a visa.


    After briefly getting acquainted with the lawyer the club had appointed to handle his contract, this lawyer named Sang Baoli reminded him, ¡°You must not agree to them hastily.


    After your debut yesterday, everyone has already decided that you will demonstrate unparalleled strength from the start of the season, so your treatment should be nearly as good as Zidane¡¯s.¡±


    ¡°Oh, okay.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen hadn¡¯t expected the outside world to have such high expectations for him.


    Those expectations must be high.


    Speaking of which, after injuring his toe yesterday, he felt speechless.


    It was too easy to get injured, and if he actually played in a game with physical confrontations, it probably wouldn¡¯t be just minor injuries.


    ¡°Adidas has been the sponsor of AC Milan, so we would like to sign a personal sponsorship contract with you.


    Adidas is willing to sign you for 5 years, with an annual pay of 1.2 million Euros,¡± said the person with an obviously Germanic appearance as he spoke first.


    ¡°Ha,¡± someone immediately scoffed with disdain, ¡°Didn¡¯t expect you would react so quickly this time, but the offer is too low.


    Nike is willing to sign you for 3 years for 2.5 million Euros annually, with a 10% increase each year, and will revise the contract based on the market rate after 3 years.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s hardly any sincerity,¡± Sang Baoli whispered with his hand over his mouth.


    ¡°With the huge Asian market behind you, just China alone could make them a lot of money.


    It used to be that China didn¡¯t have stars worth signing, but with your country¡¯s vast market, your endorsement fee should be the highest in the soccer world.¡±


    ¡°Hmm, you handle it,¡± Huang Kaiwen said without a change of expression.


    In his previous life, he was just a housebound writer, who had written about such scenarios but had never experienced them.


    The lawyer seemed reliable, better let the professionals handle it.


    Because of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s request, all the brands Sang Baoli helped him secure were ready to make immediate payments.


    Eventually, he signed with over 20 brands including Nike, Castrol, Citibank, Coca-Cola, Pro Evolution Soccer, Fendi, and Gatorade, covering endorsements in all aspects of daily life.


    He immediately received a payment of more than 7 million Euros, and after further communications with these companies, they would continue to send him money, along with an advance of 1 million from the club and a signing bonus of 200,000, totaling 13.2 million for the day.


    Just from these endorsements, they would bring him an income of 12 million Euros every year in the future.


    Sang Baoli said there would be even more sponsors in the future, including those from his motherland, China.


    The primary reason was his significant nationality advantage.


    China, along with other Asian countries, made his commercial value far exceed all players in Europe¡¯s soccer leagues, and there were no replacements.


    Their current signings already showed a significant loss.


    If he played stably for half a season, Sang Baoli was confident he could double the offers.


    Kevin listened with his eyes rolling.


    Playing for half a season would reveal his true abilities; Milan might even change the locks on his locker.


    If possible, he would rather sign a lifelong endorsement with them at a lower rate.


    If it weren¡¯t for the lawyer firmly holding him back, he would have accepted Nike¡¯s 8-year contract already.


    After all, with his suggestion and Sang Baoli¡¯s forceful negotiation, his endorsement contracts did not require any minimum number of appearances unlike top European players; otherwise, a serious injury keeping them out for a season without any brand exposure would mean a big loss for the brands.


    The brands also feared prolonging negotiations might stir troubles, although there was an element of gambling involved, signing Huang Kaiwen early was obviously more profitable, and it was unlikely that Huang Kaiwen would always be injured.


    Showing some good faith also couldn¡¯t hurt.


    After getting the money, an excited Huang Kaiwen grabbed Barbara and was about to go betting.


    Barbara widened her eyes at him, ¡°Are you buying 12 million on Greece?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I trust my intuition and I trust Rehagel,¡± Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.


    ¡°You¡¯re insane,¡± Barbara scratched her head vigorously, completely puzzled by Huang Kaiwen¡¯s crazy actions, to her, betting on Greece was no different than giving money away.


    ¡°Trust me, or I¡¯ll go by myself in a cab,¡±


    ¡°...Phew,¡± Barbara sighed deeply before speaking, ¡°Even if I trust you, you need to know, players are not allowed to participate in this kind of betting.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...???


    What the heck are you talking about?


    This morning the odds for Greece were already 81.


    Betting 12 million, if Greece wins the championship, that¡¯s 972 million Euros, which is more than a hundred billion in Renminbi.


    Now you¡¯re telling me players are not allowed to bet?


    Can I retire in time now?


    If I don¡¯t bet, wouldn¡¯t I be losing a hundred billion?


    Huang Kaiwen, struck by this massive blow, slumped in the passenger seat, like a salted fish who had lost all its dreams.

 Chapter 12 - 12 0012 The Magical Greece Team

    ?12: 0012 The Magical Greece Team 12: 0012 The Magical Greece Team Huang Kaiwen, who wouldn¡¯t give up easily, made a point to consult the lawyer Sang Baoli who had given him his number.


    Sang Baoli reminded him that although there might be a suspension penalty after placing the bet, if the profit was too large, the gaming company would find excuses to sue and avoid paying.


    Upon hearing this, his heart sank, knowing that he and his 10 billion were not meant to be.


    Not to mention a transmigrator, even if he transmigrated 10 times, facing the 10 billion of 2004, he couldn¡¯t possibly remain indifferent.


    Fortunately, he was still fairly rational.


    If it were someone else, they might have chosen to forcibly buy in, damn the retirement.


    But Huang Kaiwen¡¯s rationality told him that doing so would only make him lose 12 million Euros.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s disappointed face, Barbara couldn¡¯t help but feel a twinge of sympathy.


    But even in Europe, many times the finances of a husband and wife are separate even if they are married.


    Thinking of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s tenderness and brusqueness in the past few days, she couldn¡¯t help but grit her teeth and said, ¡°Do you really have that much faith in Greece?¡±


    ¡°Mm!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen nodded firmly.


    ¡°Alright then, you wait for me.¡±


    Barbara got out of the car and headed for the betting shop, which soon turned into a scene of chaos.


    Huang Kaiwen, who was humming a song in the car, didn¡¯t know how long it had been before Barbara finally opened the car door and showed the betting slip in her hand.


    ¡°All the pocket money I¡¯ve saved over the years, 2.2 million Euros, now I¡¯m penniless and can only spend your money,¡± Barbara leaned her head against the steering wheel, crying out hysterically, ¡°I must be mad, to do such a thing!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen thought Barbara would only buy a small amount; he had no idea she would go all-in.


    He immediately hugged Miss Milan around the neck and gave her a big kiss, only stopping when she patted him with her hand.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, before you become a millionaire, it¡¯s all on my dime.¡±


    Barbara, her cheeks flushed, felt much better when she saw the bank card Huang Kaiwen handed her.


    Huang Kaiwen was also in a very cheerful mood.


    Although it was Barbara who made the purchase, what was hers was also his.


    His role as a kept man was likely to become even more enjoyable; it seemed he¡¯d have to walk this path to the end.


    To think that after knowing her for only a few days, Miss Milan would spend over two million because of something he said; her trust really wasn¡¯t ordinary.


    After returning home, Barbara returned the bank card to him, because Miss Milan still had credit cards.


    Furthermore, she had joined Bei¡¯s company immediately upon becoming an adult, and as a director of the company, she not only had a salary but also received bonuses.


    As the first heiress, she also set up a charity organization, although it had been turned into a place for gathering and entertainment by their generation.


    Still, among Milan¡¯s second generation, her influence was substantial.


    One could say that she was born at the endpoint many people aspire to reach; being born in Milan was, in effect, being born in ¡°Rome.¡±


    But even so, Huang Kaiwen was deeply moved by her trust.


    And then, he repaid her properly.


    Over the following days, apart from going out with Barbara to meet friends, the two of them would stay cozied up at home.


    Eventually, it was Barbara who pleaded with Huang Kaiwen to buy a game console, so they wouldn¡¯t have to spend all day in the bedroom.


    On June 12, 2004, six days after Huang Kaiwen¡¯s debut at San Siro, the European Cup in Portugal finally began.


    Greece won 2:1 against the host Portugal at the Lisbon Dragon Stadium, which made Barbara very happy.


    4 days later, Greece managed to force a surprising 1:1 draw against the formidable Spain at Besas Stadium, which delighted the Greek fans, but Barbara was fraught with anxiety.


    Her little treasury was riding on Greece.


    A win and a draw weren¡¯t even enough to guarantee advancement from the group stage.


    To forget her worries, it was another night of drinking milk to aid her sleep.


    What was worse, the Milan Sports Newspaper somehow got wind of this and mocked Barbara relentlessly in their articles.


    ¡°The daughter of Milan¡¯s boss, our Barbara, has decided to support Greece for the championship.


    Unfortunately, this team has no chance.


    With Be¡¯s net worth, having such a daughter is really something he can¡¯t handle¡ªhe should start considering succession issues sooner rather than later.¡±


    Soon enough, Barbara was called home by Be.


    6 days later, Greece¡¯s 1:2 defeat to Russia made it even harder for Barbara to accept.


    2.2 million Euros wasn¡¯t a big deal for her, but she couldn¡¯t stand being labeled a ¡°fool.¡±


    Fortunately, with both Russia and Spain underperforming, Greece advanced as the second-place team in their group.


    Greek national coach Rehagel was shocked when he heard that Miss Milan had bet 2.2 million on Greece winning: ¡°We really want to create good results, and we deeply appreciate Miss Berlusconi¡¯s support.


    She is forever a friend of Greece.¡±


    Even ¡°Emperor Otto¡± himself couldn¡¯t believe Greece could win the championship now.


    He meant that since you¡¯ve already spent so much money, the Greeks will surely show some gratitude.


    The Greek officials also expressed their thanks to Barbara.


    After all, she supported them with real money.


    Bear in mind, Greece¡¯s opponent in the quarterfinals was the powerful French team.


    This team boasted stars like Zidane, Henry, Trezeguet, Bart, Pires, Lizarazu, Make?le?le?, Thuram, and Vieira, forming a squad without any apparent weaknesses and radiant with star power¡ªthe most luxurious lineup of this European Cup.


    The world kept underestimating Greece.


    After the match kicked off, the French team firmly controlled the game.


    However, Greece¡¯s counterattacks were sharp, and France didn¡¯t manage a single shot on goal in the first 20 minutes.


    From the 21st minute, France began their counter-attack, but they just couldn¡¯t break through the Greek defense.


    After the half-time break, France intensified their offense, but Henry¡¯s two shots were fruitless.


    And just 1 minute after Henry¡¯s second shot was caught by the goalkeeper, Greece scored.


    In the 65th minute, Zagorakis lifted the ball over Lizarazu on the right flank and delivered a cross.


    There was no one from France in front of the goal, and Charisteas easily headed in the ball with no one marking him!


    Trailing behind, France brought on Saha and Vertonghen to boost their attack, but subsequent shots from Henry, Saha, and Zidane posed no threat.


    In the end, France lost 0:1 to their opponents and got eliminated, marking the third biggest upset of the tournament after Portugal¡¯s loss to Greece and Germany¡¯s draw with Latvia!


    Upon seeing the result of the match, an ecstatic Barbara ran away from home and returned to the villa rented by Huang Kaiwen, ready for another day of fiery conflict.


    Who could have imagined Greece would eliminate the French team, which had advanced as the top of their group?


    The next morning, the narrative in the Milan Sports Newspaper had completely changed.


    ¡°Greece eliminates France, showing a fierce will to win, and they deserved the result.


    However, the French team certainly lacked luck this time; otherwise, the Greeks wouldn¡¯t have had the last laugh.


    Reaching the semifinals is a commendable achievement, and the Greeks should be content.


    They should also thank Barbara for her support.¡±


    In the semifinals, Greece¡¯s upcoming opponent would be the Czech team.


    Not too strong, but still quite a bit better than Greece.


    The Czech team had been performing well since the opening of the European Cup; the whole world believed they would be the ones to send Greece home.

 Chapter 13 - 13 The Birth of a Billionaire Heiress

    ?13: The Birth of a Billionaire Heiress 13: The Birth of a Billionaire Heiress Because of the European Cup, Huang Kaiwen had forgotten all about the system upgrade.


    When he opened it again, it indeed was different.


    Huang Kaiwen heard the prompt in his mind, ¡°Ding, the deluxe version of the King of the Ball System is activated, a deluxe gift package is included.¡±


    Player Strength: Not in the game (Superstar Experience Card Countdown 72 hours 13 minutes 22 seconds in progress)


    Physical condition: Very average


    Expectation Value: 70


    Fate Value: 3.5


    Skill: Drama King ¡ª Peak acting skills of Tom Hanks, how can a great player not know how to act?


    ¡ª Sergio Busquets.


    Skill: Bring it on ¡ª When sniping opportunities from other players, a small chance to copy some of their characteristics.


    Abnormal State: Prone to Injury ¡ª From the moment of stepping onto the pitch, the chance of injury increases by 100%, increasing by 1% every second, returning to the original injury probability after being sidelined due to injury, repeating cyclically, removed upon successful defense of the UEFA Champions League.


    After choosing to open the gift package, a bunch of gifts immediately appeared.


    ¡°Ding, physical condition improved to the model of King Carlos Kaiser.¡±


    ¡°Ding, acquired skill: Male BFF ¡ª Easier to gain friendship when interacting with females.¡±


    ¡°Ding, abnormal state alteration: Prone to Injury ¡ª From the moment of stepping onto the pitch, the chance of injury increases by 200%, increasing by 5% every second, returning to the original injury probability after being sidelined due to injury, no fatal injuries, injuries won¡¯t affect physical functions, repeating cyclically, removed upon successful defense of the UEFA Champions League.¡±


    After the physical condition improved, Huang Kaiwen specifically ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror, but his body hadn¡¯t changed at all.


    However, the ¡°Physical Condition¡± section in the system now showed ¡°Excellent.¡±


    After all, Carlos Kaiser was only a sham when it came to playing, but his physical condition was still very good, otherwise, he wouldn¡¯t have managed to secure his first professional contract just by running.


    Huang Kaiwen was quite satisfied with this, as any improvement was good.


    As for the newly added skill ¡°Male BFF,¡± it was obviously a misunderstanding by the system; he really disliked being a male BFF.


    He always interacted openly with girls, never playing the male BFF role.


    As for the last bit, the change in his susceptibility to injuries, the probability of getting injured had increased significantly, making it like he was always on the verge of being injured once he was on the pitch.


    He could form the ¡°Trio of Sacrifices¡± with Vermaelen and Diaby, making Huang Kaiwen consider playing for Arsenal ¡ª after all, these injury-prone players were typical of Arsenal, so why not stick with them.


    However, there was also a silver lining: at least there would be no fatal injuries, and injuries wouldn¡¯t affect physical functions.


    That was a relief, as it meant just suffering plain injuries without any residual effects, no need to fear dying on the pitch.


    Compared to the initial version, it seemed more robust; after all, he was a VIP in the stands.


    Whether he got injured or not wasn¡¯t important; even if the chances of injury were lower than now, what fun would his life have if his lower body were wrecked?


    Noticing an additional fate point, it surely must be from Barbara.


    ¡°Change the fate of Barbara, one of the future management of Milan.¡±


    Click below to see fate unfold.


    A vision appeared immediately.


    ¡°Barbara bets on the Greece team to win the championship, becoming a billionaire.¡±


    ¡°Barbara is overjoyed, from now on she obeys everything you say.¡±


    ¡°Due to differences in marital views, you break up, but Barbara still can¡¯t stop thinking about you.¡±


    ¡°She occasionally chooses to mess around with you.¡±


    ¡°You frequently get injured in Milan, causing Milan to prepare to dismiss you.¡±


    ¡°Barbara is devastated when she hears this news, because there will no longer be a chance to see you after you leave.


    With so many female friends around this playboy, once you leave, she¡¯ll completely forget about her, so she decides to join the management of Milan and seize power.¡±


    ¡°You scored the winning goal in the UEFA Champions League final again, and despite only playing 8 minutes the whole season, president Barbara still decided to give you a staggering contract of 8 million euros.


    This caused fan protests, but her stance was very firm.¡±


    ¡°Some dissenters united, planning to revolt against you and Barbara¡¯s rule over Milan, but Barbara¡¯s subordinates discovered them in time.


    She successfully sidelined the management and her father, beginning to single-handedly control Milan...


    After Cristiano Ronaldo joined Real Madrid with a huge annual salary, Milan immediately offered you a contract surpassing Cristiano¡¯s, net 12.5 million euros.


    Your salary had become a burden for the team.


    To support you, Milan could only use a lot of young players, but Barbara didn¡¯t care.


    Following your suggestion, Milan bought many promising stars, the team sold players, and made a lot of profit, then you renewed your contract...¡±


    ¡°Barbara tried to match your salary with Messi¡¯s but unfortunately failed; Milan couldn¡¯t sustain such a high salary.¡±


    ¡°After turning 35, you took a pay cut, but you played another ten years before retiring.¡±


    ¡°After retirement, president Barbara of Milan, in gratitude for your tremendous contribution, gave you a large villa in Milan City.¡±


    ¡°Barbara lives next to your house.


    Although often jealous, she still finds excuses to visit, ending up quarreling and bickering with you for a lifetime.¡±


    Upon reading this, Huang Kaiwen was stunned.


    Was this freeloading all the way to the end?


    To prevent him from being ousted, Barbara played a drama with her siblings and father, similar to ¡®The Legend of Zhen Huan¡¯, successfully seizing power.


    Could this be the highest form of living off others in history?


    Huang Kaiwen was somewhat impressed with himself.


    It seems being handsome really does allow one to do whatever one wants.


    After updating to the deluxe version, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s physical condition had greatly improved.


    Barbara could hardly stand it.


    On July 1, Greece faced the Czech team, which featured stars like Cech, Nedved, Poborsky, Rosicky, Baros, and Jan Koller.


    The Czech team had been performing exceptionally until then.


    The Czech stars attracted plenty of attention, with many European heavyweights preparing to buy Czech players.


    But despite battling for 90 minutes, the sides were inseparable.


    It took an extra-time silver goal to send Greece into the European Cup final.


    All of Europe was astounded.


    The wolf has come.


    Yet not many truly believed in the Greek team.


    The other finalist was Portugal, with the home advantage and possessing the ¡®Golden Generation¡¯.


    The team had big names like Figo and Rui Costa, and rising stars like Cristiano Ronaldo.


    Aside from a lack of striking power, this Portuguese team didn¡¯t have many weaknesses.


    As for Greece, they were full of flaws.


    Getting this far in the European Cup was sheer luck, or perhaps Barbara had moved heaven itself.


    By this scene, hardly anyone around the world believed Greece could defeat Portugal to win the championship, but the scoffing at Barbara ceased.


    If Greece managed to reach the final, they were just one step away from victory.


    If they did win, they would be slapping faces.


    Though ¡®Milan Sports Newspaper¡¯ was vocal, other papers were even harsher.


    After all, ¡®Milan Sports Newspaper¡¯ is owned by Be, and they still reserved some decorum when they spoke.


    They had already started singing praises for Barbara.


    The young lady had a good eye.


    If one day she really took over, playing them would be like child¡¯s play.


    And Greece didn¡¯t let Barbara down, lifting the trophy when the match ended.


    The whole world was in awe, a true football fairy tale of the summer.


    Of course, the CEO of William Hill fainted in his own home¡ªthat was an 81-to-1 odd.


    If he knew Huang Kaiwen planned to invest 10 million more, who knows if he¡¯d survive.

 Chapter 14 - 14 0014 The Eldest Misss Transformation Thanks for the reward Deng Hua LanshanR!!!!

    ?14: 0014 The Eldest Miss¡¯s Transformation (Thanks for the reward, Deng Hua LanshanR!!!!) 14: 0014 The Eldest Miss¡¯s Transformation (Thanks for the reward, Deng Hua LanshanR!!!!) ¡°Ah, ah, ah...


    Greece has won the championship!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    Barbara¡¯s high-pitched voice carried far, while Huang Kaiwen wore a pained expression, as if he feared she might break something with her enthusiasm.


    On the TV, Ronaldo¡¯s face was wet with tears, tasting defeat¡¯s bitterness for the first time, but there¡¯s no need to rush; he would soon have another chance to cry.


    Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t surprised by this outcome at all.


    Barbara, clinging to him, was both crying and laughing, one might¡¯ve thought she was a Greek princess.


    ¡°Alright, alright, it¡¯s just a championship victory,¡± he said.


    Huang Kaiwen patted her back, comforting the excited Barbara.


    With her eyes red from crying, Barbara looked up at Huang Kaiwen, her gaze filled with affection, and said, ¡°Tomorrow I¡¯ll buy this villa for you, and remember to collect the rent from the club every month.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen just shrugged his shoulders.


    What else could he say?


    The heiress was already stealing from her own family, and of course, he strongly supported it.


    The club owner¡¯s daughter buying him a house to live in, and then him collecting rent and utilities from his own property¡ªif the Milan Sports Newspaper exposed this, Be would probably find it hard to accept, right?


    Huang Kaiwen remembered that his heart wasn¡¯t very good, and hoped he could hang in there.


    Overwhelmed by Barbara¡¯s passion, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t get up until the afternoon of the following day.


    He made a point to check: William Hill has an annual income of over 200 million British Pounds, they probably won¡¯t default, but it¡¯s definitely going to sting, and hopefully, they¡¯ll learn their lesson.


    If they don¡¯t take heed, Huang Kaiwen might choose to retire early and show them what happened with the Leicester City miracle by becoming a major shareholder through betting on football.


    That afternoon, when he went with Barbara to collect the winnings, William Hill was already well-prepared, even inviting quite a few reporters for publicity.


    That¡¯s capitalists for you¡ªin the face of unavoidable losses, they opt for maximizing profits.


    2.2 million Euros turning into 178.2 million, is there a better headline than that?


    Barbara has become the living billboard of football riches overnight.


    They¡¯re looking to entice a bunch of gamblers to bet on the underdogs in the league and recuperate their losses.


    Leagues are not like cup competitions that can easily spring surprises; that requires sustained stability.


    Even if a small team¡¯s main lineup performs explosively and fights bravely, without strong backups during rotation and injuries, they won¡¯t be able to win the championship.


    That¡¯s why they talk about the ¡°Kaiser miracle¡±; miracles are not so common or they wouldn¡¯t be called miracles.


    Usually, when a small team gets fired up, at most they might earn a place in the European competitions.


    Moreover, leagues have a strong manipulative element.


    Italian football, before the Calciopoli scandal, wasn¡¯t easy to topple the ¡°Sacred Alliance¡± formed by Juventus and Milan.


    Leagues like La Liga can even offer third-party bonuses to encourage teams to target the contenders.


    In short, even with a big loss this time, they had ways to make it back.


    So the staff did not give Barbara a hard time when collecting the winnings; they served her with smiles on their faces instead.


    After receiving the check, the heiress was still in a daze.


    She was never short of money, but she had never had so much at once¡ªnearly 200 million Euros made it all feel unreal to her.


    Fortunately, the presence of reporters energized her.


    Having received similar training since childhood, the heiress was experienced in dealing with the press.


    After showing off the check, she said with a smile, ¡°The reason I got 178.2 million Euros is all thanks to Kevin.


    He told me a lot about Otto Rehhagel.


    He believed Greece could win the championship, and I thought, why not give it a try?


    So I bet on Greece.


    I trust Kevin, and you all saw the result.


    Dating?


    I guess so.


    But it¡¯s not for me to say, you¡¯d have to ask him.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen spoke like a seasoned smooth-talker and said with a smile, ¡°Barbara and I are good friends, don¡¯t misunderstand our relationship.


    She¡¯s a friendly and warm-hearted girl, she made me feel the warmth of the AC Milan family when I first arrived in Milan City.¡±


    The reporters rolled their eyes in response.


    The bed in the hotel room you guys stayed in before had been broken, and you still claim to be just friends?


    Do you think we¡¯ll believe that?


    But there wasn¡¯t much they could do since Huang Kaiwen had put it that way.


    On the way back, Barbara was unhappy with his response and sulked in silence.


    Huang Kaiwen, having written romance and urban fiction for a while, was not some low EQ oddball.


    He didn¡¯t go out much in his past life because he was busy working¡ªafter all, even as a writing fiend, producing 20-30k words a day took a lot of time.


    But he had to set the tone correctly, to prevent Barbara from getting the wrong idea.


    ¡°I did it for your own good,¡± he said with a smile.


    The heiress slammed on the brakes and then turned to glare at him, demanding indignantly, ¡°For my good?


    You just don¡¯t want to take responsibility.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Excuse me, is there such a thing in Europe as being responsible just because one¡¯s asleep?


    Of course, he wouldn¡¯t ask that, lest he anger Barbara.


    Huang Kaiwen spoke earnestly, ¡°Your father is a personage with status, he wouldn¡¯t allow you to date a player, let alone an Asian player.


    I don¡¯t want to put you in a difficult position.¡±


    The unpleasant part Huang Kaiwen left unsaid.


    But Barbara knew clear well that her dad was a racist.


    Thinking of this made her feel terribly uncomfortable.


    However, in the face of love and freedom, father didn¡¯t seem so important anymore, better to die than to live without love!


    Many romantic poets¡¯ works had already made this point clear, and Barbara suddenly felt like she was the modern Juliet.


    She restarted the car, but Barbara fell into silence.


    Huang Kaiwen wiped the sweat from his forehead.


    He had managed to bluff his way through.


    Even if he were living off a woman, he couldn¡¯t afford to get too deeply involved himself.


    Qian Zhongshu had said: Marriage is a besieged city; those outside want to get in, and those inside want to get out.


    Huang Kaiwen was not planning to enter the city in his lifetime.


    After returning home, Barbara actually chose to read a book.


    Clearly, she was stimulated.


    Recalling Barbara¡¯s latest fate he had seen earlier, Huang Kaiwen took the initiative to recommend books like ¡°The Thirty-Six Stratagems¡± to her.


    The next morning, he prepared to get up early to watch a movie and learn some plots for use after returning to the team and ¡°getting injured,¡± since his experience card had expired.


    When he checked the system, he was surprised to find he had gained 10 fate points!


    It was still Barbara.


    [Drastically changed the fate of Barbara, the future chairperson of Milan.]


    Click below to reveal her fate.


    Immediately, an image appeared.


    [After listening to your words, Barbara thought they made sense.


    She stopped reading fashion magazines and started reading military strategy instead.]


    [Following your advice, Barbara made some investments, earning a lot of money, and even bought an annual headline space for the two of you in Italian newspapers.


    Even if you don¡¯t play soccer, you are still the world¡¯s number one soccer star in the Italian media.]


    [Be saw the sparkle in her, feeling that Barbara is a suitable heir.]


    [Barbara found a way to make her older siblings lose favor.


    She successfully gained complete control and took over the reigns of Milan.]


    [After Shevchenko left the team, you switched to the number 7 jersey.


    Barbara decided that when you stopped playing, she would retire the number 7 jersey.]


    [Barbara successfully made it onto Forbes¡¯ top 100.


    Under her control, Milan had both money and people, and you became Milan¡¯s most powerful connection.


    Barbara even arranged for Milan to sign your cousins, and Kaka found he had a lot in common with you in this regard.]


    [Although Barbara was very dissatisfied with your flirtatiousness, she still loved you deeply.


    And since you were in such good shape, she couldn¡¯t keep up with you at times and would even introduce you to friends willingly.]


    [Because you spent someone else¡¯s money on a plane, Barbara was very angry.


    She earnestly told you that a man should spend his own money, otherwise, he would be looked down upon.


    Milan offered you a contract worth 40 million Euros and, in addition, companies like Milan¡¯s joint construction company and other Be family businesses offered you endorsements worth a fortune.]


    [The opposition still teamed up, trying to resist your and Barbara¡¯s rule over Milan, but Milan was fully under Barbara¡¯s control.


    Their protests were ineffective, and at her hint, the Italian media furiously condemned the fans¡¯ ¡°outrageous behavior¡±.


    To show defiance to the protesting fans, she announced your salary would increase by 10% every year.


    Although UEFA often fined Milan, Barbara, rich and powerful, didn¡¯t care at all and even asked if there was a discount for a 10-year fine package.]


    [You played for 15 years, felt it was pointless, and decided to retire.


    Yet, your son was still in the Milan Youth Team.


    A few years later, he signed his first professional contract worth 10 million Euros, inheriting your number 7 jersey.


    Milan fans were in an uproar, never expecting someone to inherit your VIP stand tickets after you had gone.


    The club always registered one less person.]


    [Later on, your grandson also became a Milan star, your family, and the Maldini family were called the two legendary families of Milan.]


    [In the year 2070, your descendants were still playing for Milan.


    Unfortunately, although he was very talented, he didn¡¯t carry on the family tradition of earning money without playing ball.


    Barbara lived until she was 96 years old.


    On her deathbed, she requested to be buried with you in the future, and you agreed.


    She passed away with a smile.]

 Chapter 15 - 15 0015 The first meeting with teammates

    ?15: 0015 The first meeting with teammates 15: 0015 The first meeting with teammates Forget it, Huang Kaiwen was no longer troubled by the system¡¯s slander.


    He was already so dazzling, and with a stomach ailment, what¡¯s wrong with eating something soft?


    It was only after finishing reading that Huang Kaiwen noticed there were also [Tasks] and [Shop]


    After accepting a task, it would be easier to change the fate of the [Task¡¯s] target.


    [Tasks] and the [Shop] both refresh once a month, and if not completed, you can give up the current [Task] after a month.


    His current task was to choose one out of three:


    [Task 1 Future: Change the fate of the future third-rate player Cristian Maldini, and help him successfully become a star who can stand firm in Milan]


    Hmm, the eldest son of the Ma family, seemed like he was sick or something.


    This one seemed a bit difficult, and it would take a long time too, Cristian appeared to be just a few years old, but it was his younger brother Daniel that later got to play in the rotation for Milan.


    Huang Kaiwen could not possibly do this task.


    After all, he did not understand what was up with Cristian, whether he had talent or not.


    If he had talent, Cristian¡¯s own father, Paolo Maldini, couldn¡¯t make him a star, and Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t think he was better than Maldini at training players.


    [Task 2 Current Season: Change Dida¡¯s fate, to prevent his premature decline.


    Hint: After being hit by debris in the fireworks derby, Dida was unable to focus on the game.]


    This task seemed relatively simple.


    Huang Kaiwen also figured out why Dida, originally a top goalkeeper, declined so fast.


    Lacking a sense of security on the field, afraid of being hit by debris, he obviously wouldn¡¯t be able to concentrate on playing.


    But even without taking the task, it should be easy to change this, just remind Dida when the time comes.


    [Task 3 Long-term: Change the fate of the top star Kaka so he won¡¯t leave the mainstream leagues prematurely.]


    Hmm.


    This was the task Huang Kaiwen wanted.


    He did want to change Kaka¡¯s fate, but unfortunately, there was no hint provided like for Dida, which would have made it easier to target the issue.


    But even though it might be more difficult, Huang Kaiwen decided to take it on.


    If he could change Kaka¡¯s fate, it would also be a good thing for Milan.


    Just consider it a contribution to the team in other ways by this ¡°salary thief.¡±


    He clicked to accept, and after taking on the task, there was a hint.


    [Ding, Long-term Task 3 accepted.


    Abnormal status increased.]


    Huang Kaiwen was nearly scared to death; one [Vulnerability Change] was enough trouble for him, but thankfully, this time it wasn¡¯t a DEBUFF.


    Abnormal Status: [Kaka¡¯s Good Brother]: Kaka feels an instant connection with you, he sees you as a wise man and is willing to listen to your advice.


    On the field, you work seamlessly together, and off the field, you are as close as brothers.


    After changing Kaka¡¯s fate, the abnormal status will disappear, and your relationship with Kaka will shift based on how close you two are.


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen felt quite satisfied, as he could change Kaka¡¯s fate more easily.


    He noted in his notebook to remind Dida and to visit the Maldini family to check out the situation with the eldest son when he had time.


    Contented, Huang Kaiwen continued watching the movie.


    After the European Cup ended, some teammates would extend their holidays, but most of them would return to the team in a few days.


    Facing his first training session, Huang Kaiwen was rather nervous.


    Without the experience card, he was nothing.


    This training session would reveal the truth.


    Still not giving up, Huang Kaiwen practiced a few times on the grass, and Carlos Kaiser, this guy, truly had no talent.


    ...


    A few days later, on July 12th, Milan players returned to the team.


    The teammates who hadn¡¯t participated in major competitions that summer were all back.


    Barbara especially drove Huang Kaiwen to Milanello because Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t like driving himself.


    After all, the young miss didn¡¯t need to clock in for work.


    In the underground parking garage, they ran into Stam.


    Stam laughed as he recognized Huang Kaiwen and greeted him.


    ¡°Morning.¡±


    Unfortunately, Stam had a somewhat fierce look, so his smile didn¡¯t come across as friendly.


    Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t one to judge by appearances, and he greeted Stam with a smile too, ¡°Morning.¡±


    To better play the role of a ¡°salary thief,¡± he decided to build good relationships with everyone on the team, even the club staff.


    Even if Barbara could control the team in the future, internal resistance would make him uncomfortable, so Huang Kaiwen still hoped for a friendly and harmonious environment when slacking off.


    ¡°Darling, I¡¯ll come to pick you up after training,¡± Barbara said, giving Huang Kaiwen a hug and speaking with reluctance.


    ¡°Sure, go to work, mom,¡± he replied.


    Barbara, teased by the remark, punched Huang Kaiwen in the chest and drove away.


    Barbara left in her car, huffing with irritation; she thought Huang Kaiwen called her ¡°mom¡± because he found her nagging and decided to make him sleep on the couch that evening.


    Stam smiled and waited for Huang Kaiwen as they walked toward the locker room together.


    These youngsters were really mushy, but Stam acknowledged the kid had some real skills.


    After viewing the footage of his presentation ceremony, he hadn¡¯t seen such a talented player before, not even Cruyff or Van Basten compared to this kid.


    During the change of clothes, Huang Kaiwen took the initiative to chat with Stam about his time at Manchester United and jointly complained about how unreasonable Ferguson had been, making Stam feel like Huang Kaiwen deeply understood his feelings and considered him a confidant.


    When they got to the training field, he took the initiative to introduce Huang Kaiwen to his teammates.


    ¡°This is Paul; you must have met before.¡±


    ¡°Morning, Captain!¡± Huang Kaiwen greeted him cheerfully.


    ¡°Go for it, Kevin~¡±


    Maldini said with an auntie¡¯s smile.


    He believed Huang Kaiwen was Milan¡¯s future and naturally wouldn¡¯t stint on kindness toward him.


    ¡°Andre Pirlo, you should know him, right?¡±


    Stam pointed out Pirlo as he spoke.


    ¡°Of course,¡± Huang Kaiwen went forward to shake hands with Pirlo and said, ¡°I¡¯ve always thought that Andre¡¯s long passes are the best in the world, and I¡¯m thrilled to play with you.¡±


    Pirlo found Huang Kaiwen a bit too enthusiastic, but still shook hands with him, smiling.


    He hadn¡¯t imagined someone would rate his long passes as the world¡¯s best, but the new teammate had good insight.


    ¡°Filippo Inzaghi, he¡¯s the guy every defender gets a headache over,¡± Stam introduced again.


    Inzaghi, looking proud, took the initiative to speak, ¡°I¡¯ve seen your performance on TV; you seem quite good, pass the ball to me more when we¡¯re on the field.¡±


    ¡°Sure, as long as I get to play often, I¡¯ll definitely assist you,¡± Huang Kaiwen responded.


    Inzaghi was very pleased with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s words.


    Stam replied with a villainous smile, ¡°You are too modest; the coach will definitely start you.


    How could you not get to play often?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen thought to himself that this was under the assumption he didn¡¯t get injured.


    ¡°Andre Shevchenko, a big star; he¡¯s highly tipped for the Ballon d¡¯Or.¡±


    Naturally, Huang Kaiwen knew Shevchenko.


    He used to really like Sheva back when he watched the games.


    Suddenly, he remembered that he hadn¡¯t seen any tasks related to Sheva.


    After Sheva left Milan, his career plummeted quickly.


    Alongside Torres, he was deemed one of Chelsea¡¯s two major disappointments.

 Chapter 18 - 18 0018 The Upcoming Appearance

    ?18: 0018 The Upcoming Appearance 18: 0018 The Upcoming Appearance After outrunning Gattuso, Huang Kaiwen earned the respect of his teammates.


    Inzaghi invited him to hang out after class, and Kevin was very tempted, but he still declined.


    Barbara said she would pick him up after training, and in that case, he couldn¡¯t go out and have fun.


    Inzaghi was very disappointed that he couldn¡¯t take the new brother on an outing, especially since Kevin had helped him win over the whole team that day.


    Players from both Milan teams liked to hit the nightclubs, and Inzaghi, the playboy, was one of them.


    A bit regretfully, Inzaghi drove Kevin to the parking lot and left in his sports car.


    Kevin got into Barbara¡¯s Mercedes and kissed the young miss, drawing a coquettish rebuke.


    ¡°How was today?


    Did you have a good time with your teammates?¡±


    The young miss asked softly.


    In her mind, it likely wasn¡¯t easy for Kevin to fit in with the team.


    In Italy, racial discrimination is very severe, and even if you have skills, there¡¯s nothing you can do if the whole team ostracizes you.


    ¡°Not bad, the teammates are pretty good, I invited them to have dinner together tomorrow, and everyone said they would come.¡±


    ¡°Hmm... hmm?¡±


    Barbara turned her head to look at Kevin, asking with some surprise, ¡°They are friendly and even accepted your invitation?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, what¡¯s the matter?¡±


    ¡°No...


    nothing,¡± Barbara started the car, leaving the parking lot, feeling much better.


    She hadn¡¯t expected the man she had chosen to be so outstanding.


    You should know that Milan¡¯s stars are not easy to handle.


    As the daughter of the boss, she has heard quite a bit about the disharmony among Milan¡¯s players.


    The power of the local players was enormous.


    The legendary Table of Milan¡¯s Knights.


    She hadn¡¯t expected that Kevin would get along well with his teammates on the first day.


    With this thought, she realized the man she fancied was even more superb than she knew.


    She felt proud of Kevin and happy for him, leading to another tempestuous night.


    The next morning.


    Feeling Kevin getting up, Barbara turned over and with tenderness in her eyes, asked the dressing Huang Kai, ¡°What are you up to this early, dear?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m planning to warm up a bit, considering I¡¯m a professional athlete.¡±


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll get up and make breakfast in a bit.¡±


    Barbara¡¯s sleepiness disappeared instantly.


    Her man was so outstanding and hardworking; how could she lag behind?


    Barbara¡¯s eyes wandered to the ceiling, thinking about which restaurant to choose for tonight¡¯s dinner that wouldn¡¯t embarrass Kevin.


    As for reservations, someone of her status simply didn¡¯t need to worry about that.


    Today was an important day.


    Any restaurant that didn¡¯t show her face, she¡¯d have it shut down.


    After dropping Kevin off for training in the morning, Barbara got a dose of reality.


    Enrico Bartolini at Mudec, the only Michelin three-star in Milan, was indeed fully booked with several reservations.


    Some of the diners had significant status, and even her father could not treat them lightly.


    After calling some second-generation friends, they ultimately decided on Viva Viviana Varese, a Michelin one-star.


    This unpleasant reservation experience got Barbara thinking about opening her own restaurant.


    The young miss currently had plenty of money; even her father, worth over 60 billion dollars, didn¡¯t have as much liquid assets as she did.


    She had previously given Kevin a card with 20 million Euros and bought their current house; she still had almost 150 million Euros left.


    If she didn¡¯t invest and utilize it, it would indeed be a waste.


    Lately, Barbara had also been studying some investment projects.


    In Milanello, Huang Kaiwen began another day of running laps.


    ¡°Injury Risk Status Change ¡ª Starting from the moment you step onto the pitch, injury probability increases by 200%, and increases by 5% every second.


    After leaving the field due to injury and returning, the initial injury probability is reset, fatal injuries will not occur, and injuries won¡¯t affect physical functions.


    This cycle repeats until the successful defense of the UEFA Champions League title, at which point the status abnormality is removed.¡±


    Fortunately, the running track at the training ground wasn¡¯t turf, but he wasn¡¯t clear whether ¡®stepping onto the pitch¡¯ referred to the training ground as well, or only official match venues.


    If it meant any turf, he might get injured even during warm-ups.


    What a pain in the ass.


    Milan¡¯s players were having a great time on the training field.


    However, Ancelotti, speaking to his assistant coach at the sidelines, said, ¡°I wonder how Kevin¡¯s physical condition is.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s have him checked by the team doctor again this afternoon.


    If he¡¯s okay, it would be good for him to play in the friendly match to integrate into the team quickly.¡±


    ¡°Okay, you take him there later.¡±


    Ancelotti nodded in response.


    Right now, Kevin¡¯s fitness was his main concern.


    After the afternoon check-up, the team doctor said there was absolutely nothing wrong with his body.


    Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes in silence.


    Damn, this team doctor was definitely getting fired once Barbara became chairman.


    Ancelotti was very pleased to hear the news.


    He pulled Huang Kaiwen aside and said, ¡°In the friendly match in a few days, I¡¯ll plan for you to come off the bench.


    Try to get familiar with your teammates as quickly as possible to integrate into the team.


    I¡¯ll arrange for you to play in the starting lineup.¡±


    By the time Huang Kaiwen had received his contract of 2.5 million Euros after taxes, he was already on standby for the first team.


    Even if Milan hadn¡¯t declined, they wouldn¡¯t sign such a highly paid substitute.


    Huang Kaiwen had a lot on his mind, but fortunately, the dinner that evening went off without a hitch.


    Barbara had arranged everything perfectly, booking the entire restaurant.


    Huang Kaiwen got to meet his teammates¡¯ families, and with Barbara, the social butterfly orchestrating, he managed to establish some good relationships.


    Paolo Maldini¡¯s wife asked him when they got home that evening, ¡°Should we go to Kevin¡¯s house in a few days?


    They¡¯ve invited us and the kids over for a visit.¡±


    Paolo Maldini answered with a smile, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Adriana, Kevin¡¯s a good lad.


    I¡¯d like the kids to get to know him as well.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not saying he isn¡¯t good.


    I also find Kevin quite nice.


    But won¡¯t taking the kids along be a bother?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s no trouble, Kevin already mentioned it.¡±


    ¡°Alright then.¡±


    Mrs.


    Maldini, Adriana, nodded in agreement.


    For some reason, from the first meeting with Huang Kaiwen, she felt the young man was quite pleasant and even shared some embarrassing stories about Paolo Maldini with him, something she never did outside the house.


    Adriana concluded it must be a special kind of charm that Huang Kaiwen had.


    Before, she hadn¡¯t had any Asian friends, so it wouldn¡¯t be bad to have one.


    Huang Kaiwen was numb to it all.


    The team doctor was up to no good, declaring his body free of issues.


    Fortunately, Ancelotti hadn¡¯t forced him into ball training, otherwise, his cover would¡¯ve been blown.


    And so, the ¡°Milanello Running King¡± conquered Milanello with his stamina, and the first friendly match arrived.


    The opponent was but Grosseto Football Club from the Italian Serie C.


    Such minnows were mainly used to help the players who had indulged over the summer get back into form.


    It wasn¡¯t about experiencing high-intensity matches.


    Being invited to play at San Siro by Milan, Grosseto would also receive a sum of money for transportation and partnership in training.


    To support Huang Kaiwen, Barbara, along with her best friends, made her way to San Siro.

 Chapter 19 - 19 0019 Something serious happened Kevin got injured!

    ?19: 0019 Something serious happened, Kevin got injured!


    19: 0019 Something serious happened, Kevin got injured!


    The heiress of Giovanni Ferrero, the chocolatier, the fourth-generation successor of Fendi, Paola Fendi, the granddaughter of Piero Ferrari, Joanna Ferrari, Silvana Armani, who¡¯s in charge of the design department at Armani, and Julia Rosso, the daughter of Diesel¡¯s founder, Lorenzo Rosso...


    Starting from their teens until they crossed into their early thirties, Barbara¡¯s friends were essentially from prominent Italian families.


    Although these young heiresses hadn¡¯t taken over power yet, they could easily pool their money to buy AC Milan.


    Take the heiress from the wealthiest Ferrero family, for instance; she had a huge allowance since she was a child, receiving yachts as birthday gifts, yachts!!!


    Be¡¯s CANALE5 is the most profitable television station in Italy, and today the director, upon seeing the heiresses in the stands, also laughed in surprise and said, ¡°Kevin sure has a lot of clout; Barbara actually brought so many friends to cheer for him.


    Just a word from any of their elders could influence related industries and the economy of Italy.¡±


    Paola Fendi, looking curiously at the Milan players warming up on the field, pointed to the only Asian person and asked, ¡°Is that your boyfriend, Barbara?¡±


    ¡°Yes, well,¡± Barbara replied somewhat glumly.


    ¡°What do you mean ¡®yes, well¡¯?¡±


    ¡°He doesn¡¯t seem too happy to be my boyfriend.¡±


    ¡°How could that be?


    Our Barbara is so beautiful and well-bred, and your figure is so luscious; even I want to grab a handful.¡±


    ¡°Get away from me!¡±


    Because they didn¡¯t choose a private box, the fans in the stands also got to see the heiresses¡¯ playful squabble.


    The young fans could only smack their lips in envy, jealous of the team¡¯s new player who had good luck and scored with one of Italy¡¯s top heiresses.


    Barbara¡¯s family had both money and power¡ªwho could compete with that?


    After the match started, Huang Kaiwen sat on the substitute bench.


    Ancelotti purposefully chose a seat next to him and started explaining things to him.


    ¡°Look at Gennaro, his tackling is really clean and he positions himself with thoughtfulness.


    When you play with him, you need to wait for him; he might not be able to keep up with your speed.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen nodded humbly; Gattuso¡¯s speed indeed wasn¡¯t fast.


    ¡°Your speed is quite fast, you need to take care of your teammates.


    Most Milan players are not very fast, with Sheva being one of the fastest on the team, and there¡¯s Kaka, he hasn¡¯t rejoined the team yet, but I¡¯m sure you talents will get along well.¡±


    ¡°Understood, coach,¡± Kevin responded.


    Huang Kaiwen had no idea what kind of talent he was supposed to be.


    ¡°Paul has a good relationship with you, which is beneficial for your coordination on the field.


    Since you¡¯re good with both feet, whether you want to play left wing or right wing is up to you, and Cafu will give you considerable assistance when you¡¯re on the attack.


    Previously, our attacks relied more on the middle, but now that you¡¯re here, we can progress equally on both the middle and the flanks.


    I believe such a Milan will be harder to defend against,¡± Ancelotti said with a chuckle.


    Kevin was overly dazzling the time he rushed onto the field, which had raised the old good man¡¯s expectations.


    Huang Kaiwen always felt that the coach thought too much.


    He felt a bit embarrassed by Ancelotti¡¯s enthusiasm.


    Ancelotti, through and through, treated him like a core player of Milan, which made Huang Kaiwen feel considerable pressure.


    How could he, someone who was prepared to be a staple on the benches, become the one you¡¯re most looking forward to?


    Perhaps as the season progressed, the coach would come to his senses.


    Seeing that Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t talking much, Ancelotti took the initiative to wrap his arm around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulder and said, ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid of me; you can think of the coach as your friend.


    I¡¯ve always had a very good impression of the Chinese, and when we have the time, I¡¯ll introduce my son to you.


    David is a fine young man who loves football, and I also have a daughter named Katia, she¡¯s a beautiful angel.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Hearing Ancelotti say this, he wondered if Ancelotti wanted to steal Barbara away from Be, no, steal from Be¡¯s corner.


    Is he, Huang, that much in demand now?


    It seemed that Gua Gua¡¯s daughter also dated a player in the past.


    Van Bommel straightforwardly married his mentor¡¯s daughter.


    Could it be that Fat Ancelotti also wants to follow in Van Marwijk¡¯s footsteps?


    Knowing that it was inevitable he would play today, Huang Kaiwen looked at the expectation meter, now full at 100, in the system and directly drew a single game experience card.


    [Ding, you have obtained the 2001 World Cup Qualifier¡¯s final battle experience card: England vs Greece, David Beckham.]


    Getting a good card made Huang Kaiwen excitedly shake his arm; today, he wouldn¡¯t be exposed.


    Seeing Shevchenko score on the field, and Kevin so thrilled, Ancelotti was also very happy; it¡¯s a great thing for the team that the new player feels a sense of belonging.


    At the end of the first half, the Milan players hadn¡¯t exerted much effort, and yet the score had turned to 2:0.


    Ancelotti, worried Huang Kaiwen might be getting anxious, decided to bring him on to the field 5 minutes into the second half.


    Seedorf came over and hugged Huang Kaiwen, who was waiting on the sidelines, and encouraged him, ¡°Go for it.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, imitating a movie he had seen before, bowed his head to touch the turf, then jogged onto the field.


    ¡°Wow, Kevin replaces Seedorf; Milan¡¯s super talent finally takes the field, and the fans give him a warm round of applause.


    It¡¯s said his physical condition is average lately, but since he¡¯s playing, that must mean he¡¯s fine, right?¡±


    ¡°Kevin, go for it!!!¡±


    Barbara, in the stands, jumped excitedly.


    The fans responded with friendly laughter.


    The game restarted, and the Milan players consciously passed the ball to Huang Kaiwen, after all, they had just treated him to a meal a few days ago.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s speed wasn¡¯t very fast today, which seemed normal to them.


    Crack¡ª


    In the backfield, after receiving a pass from Ambrosini, Huang Kaiwen swung his arm and launched a long pass with his left foot that flawlessly breached the opposing defense.


    Shevchenko rushed up to collect the ball and face the goal alone, then simply slotted home to alter the scoreline once again.


    ¡°Beautiful pass.


    Kevin¡¯s long ball is no worse than Pirlo¡¯s.¡±


    After scoring, Shevchenko gave a thumbs up towards Huang Kaiwen at the back of the field.


    The pass was perfect, making it a breeze for him to score.


    Ancelotti, standing by the sideline, couldn¡¯t stop smiling, pleasantly surprised by Huang Kaiwen¡¯s long pass ability.


    Sitting on the substitutes¡¯ bench, Pirlo felt his face redden a bit.


    Huang Kaiwen had called himself ¡°the world¡¯s best at long passes,¡± and now it looked like his long pass skills were on par with his own.


    The Milan fans were cheering, not for Shevchenko, but for Huang Kaiwen.


    The team¡¯s high-priced superstar signing was finally showing his towering presence on the field.


    Huang Kaiwen also realized a problem.


    That is, his body could shoot with both left and right feet.


    After drawing the Beckham experience card, even his left foot could deliver accurate long passes.


    That feeling of hitting the target wherever he pointed was just too thrilling.


    After the game resumed, Huang Kaiwen was still the brightest star on the field.


    Once they passed him the ball, Huang Kaiwen would immediately send a long pass to launch an attack.


    This level of precision even gave Pirlo goosebumps.


    Shit, the kid must have been mocking him before.


    In the 70th minute, Milan earned a free kick on the right side, and Huang Kaiwen directly positioned himself at the spot to take it, his teammates readily handing him the responsibility.


    ¡°Is Kevin going to take the free kick?


    During the Milan tour of China, he scored with a leaf ball that was no worse than Juninho Pernambucano¡¯s, but this ball¡¯s position is a bit too wide.¡±


    ¡°Wow, that posture, it looks like Beckham...


    It¡¯s in!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Goal!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin Huang, scores directly from a free kick.


    Milan has got another incredible free kick master.


    He can hit elevator shots and score with Beckham-style curlers.¡±


    The entire stadium chanted Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name.


    Today, San Siro was filled with over 40,000 fans, mainly to watch Huang Kaiwen perform.


    Otherwise, they wouldn¡¯t be interested in watching Milan play against a Serie C team.


    Huang Kaiwen, embracing his teammates, was performing too well.


    Most importantly, his teammates really liked him, so the fans didn¡¯t have to worry about him fitting into the team.


    If it weren¡¯t for Huang Kaiwen scoring, the Milan players might not have rushed over to celebrate together.


    A Serie C team wasn¡¯t worth it.


    It was mainly to encourage the rookie who was on the right track.


    So talented, yet so humble.


    The Milan players quite liked Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Well done.¡±


    ¡°That was a beautiful strike!¡±


    ¡°Keep it up, Kevin.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re in good shape too~¡±


    Huang Kaiwen silently accepted his teammates¡¯ encouragement.


    Playing like Beckham from Greece must be strong, for that kick was worth its weight in gold.


    He also wanted to fully experience what it felt like to play like Beckham.


    But not long after the game restarted, after a collision with an opposing defender, Huang Kaiwen felt his thigh muscle tear as if being split apart, the pain was excruciating.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen roll on the ground clutching his thigh, Ancelotti was dumbfounded.


    It was as if the whole world was collapsing.


    Coming back to his senses, like an old mother slapped by the younger generation, he waved his hands and jumped up and down, shouting hoarsely, ¡°Medics, medics, medics, get on there quickly!¡±

 Chapter 20 - 20 0020 Can he make it to the opening game

    ?20: 0020 Can he make it to the opening game?


    No doubt, a quack.


    20: 0020 Can he make it to the opening game?


    No doubt, a quack.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, he¡¯ll be recovered in 2 to 4 weeks max.


    I¡¯m very confident in treating muscle injuries,¡± Dr.


    Meiselmann said to Ancelotti with a smile.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t a muscle tear a serious injury?


    How can he recover so quickly?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen asked, somewhat unwillingly.


    Damn it, wasn¡¯t it said that the Milan lab was full of veterinarians?


    How could they still let him catch the opening game?


    Dr.


    Meiselmann wasn¡¯t upset by Huang Kaiwen¡¯s skepticism.


    Instead, he spoke softly and reassuringly to the team¡¯s star player, ¡°The severity of a thigh muscle tear varies, and your injury is on the lighter side, so the recovery will be somewhat quicker.¡±


    ¡°But it really hurts.


    I felt like my leg was going to split open at the time.


    Could you check it again?


    I think I might have a severe injury,¡± Huang Kaiwen continued to struggle.


    Ancelotti, wrapping an arm around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulders, comforted him, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I know you¡¯re afraid the injury might recur if it¡¯s not properly treated.


    But our Milan lab is the best sports rehabilitation facility in the world, using cutting-edge equipment primarily for prevention and secondarily for treatment.


    Every Milan player gets well taken care of.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen silently gave Ancelotti the middle finger in his mind, thinking Ancelotti made it sound like some top-notch central city lab.


    In the past, the Milan lab was notorious for its vet-like approach, and Dr.


    Meiselmann often appeared in the news for misdiagnosing star players.


    Dr.


    Meiselmann also made a promise, confidently stating, ¡°If you¡¯re not recovered within a month, I¡¯ll resign voluntarily.¡±


    Who wants to recover within a month?


    Not being able to be out for a few months, Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t too happy.


    Seeing his distressed expression, Ancelotti continued to reassure him, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, even if you¡¯re injured, you won¡¯t lose your place in the starting lineup.


    You were superb today, and your long passes will become a key part of our offense.


    I didn¡¯t expect you to be not only excellent in attacking but also great in assists.


    It¡¯s really fantastic.¡±


    Alright, whatever you say.


    Ancelotti cheerfully pushed Huang Kaiwen¡¯s wheelchair.


    As soon as they reached the club¡¯s entrance, Ancelotti was immediately surrounded by reporters.


    ¡°Carroll, how serious is Kevin¡¯s injury?


    How many games will he miss?¡±


    ¡°Could this injury affect Kevin¡¯s position in the team?¡±


    ¡°Mr.


    Ancelotti, will Kevin¡¯s injury affect your tactical lineup?¡±


    ¡°Does Milan have a contingency plan, with Kevin injured, is Milan going back to a 442 diamond midfield?¡±


    Ancelotti handed Huang Kaiwen over to Barbara, instructed the club staff to put the wheelchair and crutches into the trunk, and then drew the reporters¡¯ fire.


    ¡°Kevin is an important player for the team, and everyone at Milan is very sorry for his injury, which has been a great help to the team.


    Even without him, we will strive hard.


    Winning isn¡¯t the responsibility of one or two players.


    I believe in every player, and I hope Kevin recovers quickly...¡±


    Barbara floored the accelerator, leaving the reporters behind, and asked with some concern, ¡°How are you feeling?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be recovered before the season starts.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen replied, clearly not pleased.


    Barbara softly comforted him, ¡°It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s good that you can catch up before the season starts.


    You don¡¯t have to worry about your position at Milan.¡±


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s unhappy face, she quickly changed the subject.


    ¡°Today my best friends said you were great, and if it weren¡¯t for your injury, I would have wanted to introduce you, the contract you signed with Fendi was actually from a friend¡¯s company.¡±


    ¡°Are they pretty?¡±


    Squeak¡ª


    It was another sudden brake.


    The young lady didn¡¯t know what was wrong, but she would suddenly brake when excited.


    A flash of pain crossed Huang Kaiwen¡¯s face, momentarily planning to reproach but Barbara quickly apologized, ¡°Sorry, I forgot you were injured.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, I was just teasing you, don¡¯t be mad,¡± Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.


    Even if he couldn¡¯t be sidelined for long, he shouldn¡¯t vent on Barbara; he acknowledged his mindset was at fault earlier.


    ¡°No more of that next time.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen nodded with some guilt.


    It wasn¡¯t until the two of them got home that Huang Kaiwen realized his hellish life had just begun.


    Barbara was dressed very scantily at home.


    He was advised against strenuous activities, so Barbara had forced him into a compulsory single life.


    Huang Kaiwen, not having to go to the team, played video games until past 2 AM before he fell asleep.


    When he woke up, he realized Barbara hadn¡¯t gone to work.


    ¡°Up already?


    I made you breakfast.¡±


    More than 10 minutes later, a simple sandwich and fried eggs were served, which was already the limit of the young lady¡¯s culinary skills.


    ¡°Where¡¯s today¡¯s newspaper?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen asked.


    ¡°No, it didn¡¯t come.


    I¡¯ll call to complain!¡± Barbara said evasively.


    ¡°Bring it out,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen knew Barbara too well, he tapped her towering figure.


    Barbara handed over the newspaper reluctantly, complaining, ¡°Don¡¯t listen to their nonsense.


    The Milan Sports Newspaper always likes to blabber; it¡¯s not credible at all.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen smiled at Barbara, comforting the young lady, then began reading the newspaper.


    ¡°Kevin¡¯s pained expression and the wheelchair suggest that his injury is not as optimistic as Ancelotti had said.


    He might miss half a season or even longer; this injury could potentially affect Kevin¡¯s career.


    Every prodigy declines to some extent after an injury, and some players even leave the soccer scene early.


    Below we review the top ten soccer stars whose careers were ruined by injuries...¡±


    At this, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyes brightened.


    That¡¯s right,


    If he didn¡¯t perform as well as before, it would be because of the injury.


    The Milan Sports Newspaper had already provided him an excuse.


    If I don¡¯t perform well, it¡¯s all the Milan lab¡¯s fault.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s smile,


    Barbara felt a pang of heartache; he must be smiling just to reassure her.


    His heart must be incredibly bitter.


    A genius like Kevin, extremely proud, must be deeply hurt by these unwarranted media mockeries and gloomy predictions about his future.


    The young lady decided to activate her connections to find sports injury recovery experts globally and even kidnap them to Milan if necessary to treat her beloved.


    Eating brunch, Huang Kaiwen felt a chill breeze, probably an issue caused by decreased immunity after his injury, right?


    Never mind.


    Huang Kaiwen decided to rest well in the next few days, wait for his teammates who played in the major tournament to return, and then make a presence in the team again.


    He, Mr.


    Huang, was not one to favor some over others; the teammates who missed his treat last time would be invited again.


    Moving wasn¡¯t easy for him.


    Why not just invite a chef home?


    Make sure Maldini brings everyone around.


    Let¡¯s do this!


    With many Brazilians in the team, why not prepare some Brazilian dishes to close the gap between people?


    Damn, if Inter Milan can have a barbecue crew, Samba Milan must keep up.


    As the team organizer, he must make the Brazilian teammates feel the love from their peers.

 Chapter 21 - 21 0021 Backstab from Barbara

    ?21: 0021 Backstab from Barbara 21: 0021 Backstab from Barbara ¡°Girl Waits at the Airport for 8 Hours Just to See Kaka¡±


    ¡°Son of God Returns to Milan, Rossoneri Set Sail for the New Season¡±


    ¡°Nicola Pozzi Loaned to Naples, Wasted Talent Embraces New Life¡±


    ¡°Blaudeck Sandro, Milan Signs Slovenian Talent Who Survived the Battlefields¡±


    ¡°Milan Signs Former Lyon Player Vikash Dhorasoo on a Free Transfer¡±


    ¡°Talented Defender Abate Loaned to Naples¡±


    ¡°Thomassen Expresses Disappointment Over European Cup Exit, Hopes to Win the Championship with Milan¡±


    ¡°Crespo Joins Milan on Loan, Seeks to Regain Form Away from the Premier League¡±


    In July, Milan became one of the protagonists of Italian football, and although not as lavish as their city rivals who signed Burdizzo, Mihajlovic?, Zemaria, Favalli, Cambiasso, and Davids, Milan was not the slightest behind in terms of quantity.


    The current Gagliani had the look of a cyclist touring Europe, and aside from Stam, the total transfer fees spent on the rest of the new signings, including Huang Kaiwen, amounted to just 1.5 million Euros, even surpassing Inter Milan in the number of players signed.


    Stuck at home, Huang Kaiwen could only play PS2 and computer games daily.


    Bored, he would shout out in ¡°Stone Age,¡± ¡°SHIFR + right-click to copy pet,¡± wait for the pets to be tossed out, and quickly pick them up, letting the youngsters new to the internet experience a bit of human malice.


    Although he returned them later, he still left behind a psychological shadow for some of these nai?ve internet-addicted teenagers.


    In the early days of online gaming, scams were rife, and nai?ve youngsters would always fantasize that the ¡°wife¡± behind their virtual characters was just busy with exams, not disappearing with their +4 Inferno gear.


    Recovering from his injury at home, Huang Kaiwen gave them a good lesson, even asking his cousin to buy a ¡°Legend¡± female Taoist account.


    With Barbara¡¯s help on the video, it sparked an internal dispute in the second district [Radiance] Sand City; the simple social brother was completely dazzled by the foreign girl, with only Huang Kaiwen hiding his satisfaction behind the computer.


    Later, when Barbara said she had to go on a business trip, life for Huang Kaiwen became even more boring.


    The downtrend in the economy of Italian football was clear for all to see, even if Juventus splurged on Ibrahimovic?, it couldn¡¯t mask the decline of Serie A as a whole.


    In the meantime, Milan won another friendly match.


    Returning to Milan, Kaka stole the show with a brilliant long-range sprint.


    Maldini hadn¡¯t forgotten Huang Kaiwen; after the match, he brought his whole family to visit him.


    ¡°Hi, Paul.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, wheeled out by the maid, greeted the captain warmly.


    8-year-old Christian, very sensible, handed flowers to Huang Kaiwen and said crisply, ¡°I hope you get well soon, Uncle Kevin.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen patted the little guy¡¯s head, took Daniel from Adriana¡¯s arms, and invited them in.


    Curious, Adriana asked, ¡°Did you hire a butler and a maid?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Barbara.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes.


    Clearly, Barbara didn¡¯t trust him and found a plain-looking maid to take care of him.


    But Barbara also found a butler, completely denying him any chance to be alone with the maid.


    Hah, it¡¯s not like Huang is desperate.


    ¡°Sir, the dishes have been delivered.¡±


    The Mediterranean butler Albert said, bowing.


    ¡°Let¡¯s eat first.¡±


    After everyone sat down at the table, Butler Albert poured wine with white gloves.


    The red wine had been awakened in advance, looking very ceremonial.


    ¡°I¡¯ve already spoken with everyone; they totally understand your situation.


    The first team has agreed to come to your house for a dinner,¡± said Paolo Maldini after sitting down.


    ¡°Okay, thanks, Paul.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, this bottle of wine is enough,¡± Maldini said with a blissful expression after taking a sip.


    Huang Kaiwen felt nothing at all.


    But as long as the Maldini couple likes it, that¡¯s all that matters, since it¡¯s the young lady of the house who keeps it there.


    The dishes are still delivered by Michelin, their meals have always been so extravagant.


    The two little Maldinis ate a few bites and couldn¡¯t sit still, running off to play video games.


    Adriana apologized somewhat embarrassedly, ¡°They really like playing games, it¡¯s just that I don¡¯t allow it at home.¡±


    ¡°No problem, I quite like the two of them.


    If it¡¯s inconvenient for you, you can send them over.


    I don¡¯t need to train much recently anyway.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re too kind,¡± Adriana thought to herself that Huang Kaiwen really was a good person.


    In the future, he would also make a good husband, with so much patience for children.


    Huang Kaiwen was mainly interested in fostering a good relationship with the Maldini family.


    Paul¡¯s father is a Milan legend, and Paul is also the leader of the player organization within the team known as the ¡°Milan Knights Roundtable,¡± which is similar to a players¡¯ union.


    It basically ensures that the players follow along happily; if they¡¯re not, it confronts the club, and to a certain extent, it can influence club decisions and the coach¡¯s strategies.


    Paolo Maldini is now probably the leader of the ¡°Knights Roundtable.¡±


    If he wasn¡¯t afraid of scaring Paolo Maldini, Huang Kaiwen would have considered buying a few cars or even sending a house to Paolo Maldini.


    By then, Huang someone would have a hand in both the club owner¡¯s daughter and the team¡¯s legendary captain.


    Even if he was just collecting a salary from the stands, who would dare gossip about Mr.


    Huang?


    However, Paolo Maldini is getting a bit old, so he¡¯d have to observe other influential players in the team as well.


    A meal was enjoyed by all.


    Huang Kaiwen played with the two little ones for a while on this year¡¯s Pro Evolution Soccer 8, called Winning Eleven in Europe, and eventually, the two tiny Maldinis said goodbye to Uncle Kevin reluctantly.


    The person who plays with the kids is always sure to win their affection.


    Huang Kaiwen felt that after this meal, his relationship with the team boss had progressed further, with a bright future beckoning.


    What he didn¡¯t expect was to be dumbfounded just two days later.


    Barbara brought back the Divine Doctors, not one, not two, but three!


    An excited Barbara came straight from the private plane to their love nest with Huang Kaiwen.


    She excitedly introduced the three people to Huang Kaiwen: ¡°Giovanni Nanni, an Italian expert in knees and muscles, who treated Roberto Baggio; Carlo Nervo¡¯s severe ligament injury was cured under Mr.


    Nanni¡¯s treatment in just 105 days to return to the field; here¡¯s Marc Martens from Belgium, who has operated on Van Basten, Rijkaard, Ronaldo, and Lieven Maesschalck, an expert in muscle strains and recovery, also from Belgium, and also a consultant for Anderlecht¡¯s injuries.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was stunned.


    These three,


    any soccer fan, anyone who¡¯s played Football Manager, or regularly watches international matches would certainly recognize their names.


    Each one of them is a renowned master in the field of sports injuries in football.


    Almost all of them are of national treasure status, following the national team during major competitions, each of them no less competent than Bayern¡¯s Divine Doctor Muller-Wohlfahrt.


    But what merits did Huang someone have to have the consultation of the three FM Divine Doctors?


    With a smile, Lieven Maesschalck said, ¡°Miss Barbara is very sincere, please be assured, I will do my best to get you back on the field as soon as possible.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ......


    Is my recovery speeding up again?


    Barbara really is the boss¡¯s daughter, she has no intention of giving him paid leave at all.


    Barbara, still excited, said, ¡°Rest assured, my dear, Mr.


    Nanni has accepted my invitation and will soon join Milan as the chief medical officer.


    Mr.


    Maesschalck is also very interested and is planning to visit the Milan laboratory before making a decision.¡±


    Damn!


    Huang Kaiwen felt life was getting tougher by the day.

 Chapter 22 - 22 0022 The Gears of Fate Begin to Turn Reward Extras for Dim Light R

    ?22: 0022 The Gears of Fate Begin to Turn (Reward Extras for Dim Light R) 22: 0022 The Gears of Fate Begin to Turn (Reward Extras for Dim Light R) The three Divine Doctors, under the onslaught of the young lady¡¯s silver bullets, arrived in Milan City on a private jet.


    Even the players from both Milan giants benefited from this, with players from Inter Milan also coming over to pull strings for medical appointments.


    Bringing together the three Divine Doctors at once was an extremely rare opportunity.


    The football world had previously seen many cases where players, deemed finished by others, continued their football careers after treatment from these Divine Doctors.


    Each of these big shots had changed the fates of many football legends.


    Under such circumstances, the players naturally couldn¡¯t just sit around.


    Moggi even called Be to send players to Milan City for treatment.


    The whole world was happy, except for the world of the injured Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s plan to blame the Milan veterinarians hadn¡¯t even been implemented before it died without a trace.


    After being treated by the Divine Doctors, his injury would allow him to return to the team in early August, and he would even be able to participate in over a week of training before the opening game.


    Ancelotti was very pleased when he heard this news and celebrated by opening a bottle of precious red wine he had saved from his playing days.


    The only thing that gave Huang Kaiwen a trace of comfort was that Lieven Maesschalck felt that the Milan laboratory¡¯s philosophy was contrary to his own, and he ultimately did not join Milan.


    However, the Divine Doctor expressed that Huang Kaiwen could call him anytime if there were any problems.


    Huang Kaiwen decided he would delete his contact information while Barbara was asleep that night.


    They didn¡¯t keep the two Belgian Divine Doctors, but they still had the native Italian, Giovanni Nanni, who was also a big shot.


    With Giovanni Nanni around, it wouldn¡¯t be easy for Huang Kaiwen to fake an injury.


    Damn, even with a cruciate ligament shattered into pieces, he could return to the field in 105 days.


    Not just in football, but looking at the whole world, he¡¯s probably the top knee injury specialist.


    Just because he¡¯s a knee specialist doesn¡¯t mean he can¡¯t treat other injuries, but he¡¯s particularly outstanding when it comes to knee injuries.


    Thinking about this made Huang Kaiwen feel especially uncomfortable.


    Couldn¡¯t Dr.


    Meiselmann stand up for himself a bit?


    After all, he was the head of the Milan laboratory and also its founder, who worked hard and laid a solid foundation for treating Milan players¡¯ injuries.


    If it hadn¡¯t been for his messed-up treatment, Milan could have possibly defended their UEFA Champions League title.


    A person who alone could change the face of football, just gave away the chief medic position so easily?


    Damn it, Huang Kaiwen was ready to hire a private detective to investigate Dr.


    Meiselmann and secretly support him to work together with other medics to stage a comeback and push Nanni back to Bologna.


    The waters are deep in a big club like Milan, Nanni can¡¯t handle it.


    He, Huang Kaiwen, shared a deep bond with Dr.


    Meiselmann and couldn¡¯t stand to see a good guy getting pushed around.


    On August 1, the whole Milan team was invited to Huang Kaiwen¡¯s home.


    All the teammates he hadn¡¯t met before were present.


    Seeing Kaka, who could now stand up, Huang Kaiwen went straight up and gave him a hug, ¡°I¡¯m sorry I couldn¡¯t meet you before; I¡¯ve always loved watching you play for Sao Paulo.


    It¡¯s so great to be able to play with you.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Kaka said with a shy smile, feeling very fond of Huang Kaiwen.


    [Ding, you have gained 50 fate points]


    Huang Kaiwen discreetly greeted other teammates he hadn¡¯t met yet, like Thomassen, and then excused himself to check the restroom.


    Just as he had thought, it was Kaka.


    [Change the future Golden Ball winner Kaka¡¯s fate.]


    Click below to reveal the fate.


    Suddenly, the images appeared.


    [Kaka and you hit it off instantly, and your relationship is very strong]


    [With the support of Kaka and Maldini, the other locker room members dare not speak out and have to acknowledge you as Milan¡¯s strongest connector]


    [Kaka¡¯s knee injury was not improving under Meiselmann¡¯s treatment, and you suddenly remembered Giovanni Nanni, whom you had dismissed.


    After Nanni¡¯s treatment, Kaka¡¯s knee did improve somewhat, but unfortunately, Meiselmann¡¯s earlier efforts had delayed the recovery, preventing him from returning to his peak form.]


    [Despite this, Kaka was very grateful to you.]


    [Kaka turned down offers from Manchester City and Real Madrid and chose to stay in Milan with you, delighting the fans.]


    [Because his injuries were mishandled, Kaka gradually turned into a benchwarmer.


    Together with you, he was described as one of the two watchers of the Milan stands, and you adeptly passed on your experience of watching games from the stands.


    The two high-paid players rarely played, causing protests from fans.


    President Barbara of Milan was unmoved and, to make you feel less lonely and to support your good friend Kaka, she offered him another contract.]


    [Barbara stated that Kaka was a meritorious figure and that Milan was more than just a club.


    This stance elevated Milan¡¯s prestige in the hearts of players worldwide, making it a desirable place for them to retire.]


    [With two players often unavailable, the fans were despondent, even displaying a banner in the stands that read ¡°Kevin and His Friend¡¯s Team¡± in self-mockery.]


    [Provoked, Barbara announced that you and Kaka would both renew your contracts for another five years.


    Although Kaka¡¯s salary was just a fraction of yours, it was still the second-highest in the team.


    Kaka¡¯s first son was born; in gratitude for your unwavering support, the child, originally to be named Luca, was named Kevin instead.]


    [After marriage, Kaka gradually displayed the true nature of a Brazilian player.


    Off the field, you two often messed around together.


    Kaka introduced you to several Brazilian supermodels, making you appreciate that he was truly a good brother.]


    [Kaka got divorced, and later, he remarried, with you serving as the best man at the wedding.]


    [Kaka played until he was 38 in Milan.


    Because you chose to retire, Kaka also decided to retire.


    After returning to Brazil and feeling out of place without you, he decided to move back to Milan and took up studying Chinese culture.]


    [Your children were close friends.


    Regrettably, Kaka¡¯s son was more talented than yours.


    Your child was always on the stands cheering for his friend, becoming known as the cheerleader of Milan.]


    [Kaka lived to be 85 years old.


    On his deathbed, holding your hand and gazing deeply into your eyes, he spoke his last words in Chinese: ¡°A lifetime as brothers, next lifetime still sitting together in the stands.¡±]


    This turn of fate contained so much information that Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t grasp it all at once.


    It turns out Kaka was quite the playboy, but that¡¯s not surprising.


    He remembered that after his divorce, Kaka had dated several Brazilian models.


    So, Kaka¡¯s personal life was merely divided into before and after marriage.


    Before marriage, he remained chaste, not yet having opened that door, naturally not thinking about it.


    After marriage, Kaka discovered a new world.


    Huang Kaiwen vaguely recalled that there had been many rumors of Kaka¡¯s infidelity right after his divorce.


    It seems that after turning to meat, Kaka was no different from other Brazilian players, which is why he could get along so well with him.


    Huang Kaiwen understood Kaka very well; as handsome as Kaka and he were, the temptations they faced were numerous, sometimes beyond their control.


    After reflecting for a moment, Huang Kaiwen remembered the task at hand.


    He had changed Kaka¡¯s destiny, but not completely, because the mission was incomplete.


    That means Giovanni Nanni, the annoying team physician, was key to Kaka¡¯s injuries.


    Because of his treatment, Kaka was in a better situation than in his previous life, although he couldn¡¯t regain his peak form since he didn¡¯t receive Nanni¡¯s treatment immediately.


    Nanni ended up being crucial to the mission.


    Keeping Nanni around would make it difficult for him to fake an injury.


    Without Nanni, Kaka would definitely receive prompt treatment from Meiselmann, and seeing Kaka plummet after the vet¡¯s touch would make even Melo stand aside.


    Huang Kaiwen felt damnably headache-inducing.


    This was making him choose between his brother and himself.


    Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t help but hum ¡°Between Love and Friendship.¡±


    ¡°On one side is friendship, on the other is love, choosing neither, tormenting myself...¡±

 Chapter 23 - 23 0023 Kevinè·¯Terry

    ?23: 0023 Kevin¡¤Terry 23: 0023 Kevin¡¤Terry Ah, Huang Kaiwen let out a long sigh.


    He really was the ultimate good brother.


    Since Kaka was destined to be a good brother, it was decided to keep Nanni.


    Not just that, but also invite Lieven Maesschalck back, and poach Dr.


    Meiselmann, whom Huang Kaiwen respected most, to transform the Milan lab into a true ¡°cutting-edge football lab¡±.


    Right.


    Although he couldn¡¯t get a misdiagnosis to extend his rest time, Huang Kaiwen could still cling to coattails!


    As long as everyone on the team stayed healthy, his chances of getting on the field, as someone who was injury-prone, would certainly decrease.


    And then wouldn¡¯t he just be earning money by lying down?


    When one path ends, doubts arise; but as one turns the corner, a new village appears.


    Huang Kaiwen suddenly saw the light.


    He had an epiphany.


    With the Divine Doctor uniting Milan, when the Milan players were all hale and hearty, would he, Huang, still need to play?


    No way!


    Even if Ancelotti believed in his, Huang¡¯s, ability, without much interaction with his teammates, a stable starting lineup would still be the mainstay.


    Alright, let¡¯s do it this way.


    [Ding, you¡¯ve gained 20 fate points]


    [Change the fate of future Ballon d¡¯Or winner Kaka]


    Another prompt?


    But displaying fate is rather time-consuming; Huang Kaiwen could only wait for his teammates to leave first.


    Otherwise, Barbara would think he fell into a toilet.


    After coming out, Huang Kaiwen immediately greeted his teammates again, calling them to lend a hand.


    Today they were preparing Argentine barbecue.


    AC Milan couldn¡¯t be outdone by Inter Milan, could they?


    As the organizing committee member, if he didn¡¯t shine, it would be a poor show.


    Whatever Inter Milan had, Milan must have; and what Inter didn¡¯t have, Milan must also acquire.


    He made it clear to his teammates.


    Getting involved personally was quite interesting.


    ¡°Albert, bring up a few more cases of champagne¡ªthe Louise Queen or whatever.


    Today, my teammates must all drink well.


    If anyone doesn¡¯t get drunk today, then I, Huang Kaiwen, would have failed in my hospitality,¡± noticing there wasn¡¯t much drink left, Huang Kaiwen directly called the butler.


    Huang Kaiwen, holding a glass, came over to his teammates who were barbecuing, telling half-salty, half-plain jokes, ¡°This Louise Queen champagne, the seller told me it was fermented with the personal saliva of Napoleon¡¯s queen Eugenie.


    Let¡¯s also taste what the French queen¡¯s flavor is like.¡±


    ¡°Kevin, isn¡¯t it the Louise Queen?


    What does it have to do with Napoleon?¡± Digan, who came with his brother, whispered.


    Huang Kaiwen wrapped an arm around Kaka, his little brother, which made Kaka¡¯s brother his own little brother, and said earnestly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about whose queen it is.


    As long as she was a French queen, that¡¯s correct.


    If you want to drink Napoleon¡¯s queen, I¡¯ll get it for you next time.¡±


    ¡°Haha, to the French queen!¡±


    ¡°To the queen!¡±


    Maldini, who was in charge of the barbecue, laughed and cried as he toasted, and the Milan players joined in the rallying call.


    Compared to those sophisticated settings, the players preferred this kind of atmosphere.


    Initially intimidated by the extravagance of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s home, the Milan players were quite reserved.


    But after a bit of stirring by Huang Kaiwen, they loosened up immediately.


    After all, most of the players came from humble backgrounds, unable to fake a noble demeanor even if they tried.


    The female partners, on the other hand, were quite civilized, also having a grand time chatting.


    Barbara was no useless rich second generation¡ªshe was excellent in handling people.


    Adriana, the team captain¡¯s wife, was a good housekeeper.


    These two, one the daughter of a boss and the other the captain¡¯s wife, completely owned the scene.


    After a while, the band arrived, and everybody got wild.


    Singing along with the band to ¡°Old Time Rock And Roll¡±.


    Huang Kaiwen noticed that Kaka had glanced several times at his PS2, so he simply pulled Kaka inside.


    ¡°Interested?


    Fancy playing a bit?¡±


    ¡°Sure!¡± Kaka rubbed his hands together, took up the controller and said, ¡°I play Winning Eleven a lot.¡±


    ¡°Alright, let¡¯s play a few matches.


    I play too when I¡¯m at home.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great.


    I¡¯m quite skilled, so you better watch out,¡± Kaka said, beaming, finally finding a friend willing to play games.


    Huang Kaiwen instantly chose Real Madrid, and after a moment of silence, Kaka chose AC Milan.


    In Pro Evolution Soccer 8, team strengths were quite unbalanced.


    Teams from the Premier League and the Bundesliga were merely extras, with only Real Madrid and Milan as the top-tier choices.


    Inter Milan and Arsenal had their shortcomings, and even the so-called future stars were no better than third-rate players in the game.


    The 10-minute matches flew by quickly, and Huang Kaiwen won 3:1 against Kaka, relying on Ronaldo¡¯s bug-like physicality in the game.


    Kaka took the initiative to say, ¡°Let¡¯s switch to national teams,¡± and Huang Kaiwen nodded, instantly picking Brazil.


    Kaka: ...


    After a moment of silence, Kaka selected Italy.


    Kaka intended to pit Vieri against Ronaldo.


    Unfortunately, the rest of the Italian players were quite average in the game, especially the full-backs, who couldn¡¯t compare to Cafu and Carlos.


    Kaka still lost 3:1 to Huang Kaiwen.


    A disgruntled Kaka proposed again, ¡°Let¡¯s play with Bundesliga teams.¡±


    ¡°Alright, you choose first.¡±


    Kaka went with Bayern to face off against Huang Kaiwen¡¯s Werder Bremen.


    After losing two consecutive games, Kaka finally managed a narrow 2:1 victory over Huang Kaiwen, with Mackay scoring twice against Miku and Klose.


    Kaka had just enjoyed his first win when Digan came over to tell him, ¡°Everyone¡¯s getting ready to leave.¡±


    Kaka could only reluctantly put down the controller and said, ¡°Next time we have the chance, we¡¯ll play together, and I¡¯ll show you how good I am.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen stood up to see off his teammates.


    Playing Pro Evolution Soccer was a way to bond with Kaka, as Huang Kaiwen had read an article where Kaka expressed his love for playing Pro Evolution Soccer 8.


    To be honest, Huang Kaiwen was more skilled and comfortable playing with a keyboard than with a controller.


    After trying it out today, Huang Kaiwen decided not to play with a keyboard against Kaka anymore.


    It¡¯s only fun to play video games when there¡¯s give and take.


    If he keeps getting crushed, Kaka would probably give up soon.


    After sending off his teammates and sharing a kiss with the missus, Huang Kaiwen made the excuse of taking a bath to sneak back into the bathroom.


    He clicked on ¡°Fate Revealed.¡±


    The scene immediately appeared.


    ¡°Kaka hit it off with you from first sight, often playing games together.¡±


    ¡°Later, Kaka found out that not only were you outstanding at soccer, but you were also witty and humorous, often inviting you to hang out.¡±


    ¡°You got to know Kaka¡¯s girlfriend, Caroline.¡±


    ¡°Because you were often injured and Kaka needed to train, sometimes Caroline would come from Brazil and Kaka didn¡¯t have time, so you would take Caroline out for fun, given she was a beauty.¡±


    ¡°Caroline developed a liking for you, and she took the initiative to confess to Kaka.¡±


    ¡°Kaka was a bit irritated, but luckily he had experience from past relationships and decided to break up with Caroline.¡±


    ¡°You felt sure that Kaka would get divorced sooner or later, and for his sake, you had already sacrificed a lot, so you accepted Caroline.


    Sometimes when Kaka saw you and Caroline together, he would be a bit unhappy, but after injuring his knee and receiving your dedicated care, he was moved and let go of any misgivings in his heart.¡±


    ¡°Kaka accepted a marriage proposal from the beautiful female fan Cristina Sampaio, and they got married.


    You were the best man.¡±


    ¡°The experienced Cristina Sampaio was not the innocent Caroline; Kaka became drained and developed a glass-like physique.¡±


    ¡°Kaka eventually ended up watching games with you in the stands, and you two often drank mate tea together there.¡±


    ¡°Kaka¡¯s decline was swift, and he didn¡¯t receive a call-up to the national team.


    Fearing that he might become despondent, you took him out to have a good time, and Kaka felt there was nothing like brotherhood in this world.¡±


    ¡°Kaka¡¯s child was born, but unfortunately, he got divorced, struggling as a single dad.¡±


    ¡°President Barbara of Milan presented you and Kaka with new contracts and decided to build a hotel suite in the stands so you could play games when bored during matches, and Kaka could also conveniently take care of his child.¡±


    ¡°With your introduction, Kaka married a wealthy young woman.¡±


    ¡°You both were wealthy and losing interest in soccer, thinking about retiring, but Barbara refused, having heard about a Japanese player named Kazuyoshi Miura who played for a very long time.


    She hoped the length of your career could surpass that of Kazuyoshi Miura.¡±


    ¡°Your sons received professional contracts.¡±


    ¡°In 2030, when 63-year-old Kazuyoshi Miura signed a new contract, you and Kaka renewed yours too.¡±


    ¡°In 2040, you finally outlasted active player Kazuyoshi Miura, but your career length still wasn¡¯t as long as his.


    Barbara was reluctant to let you retire, leaving Kaka no choice but to continue playing alongside you.


    You, Kaka, and your son would often play cards in the stands, with only Kaka¡¯s son battling it out on the field.¡±


    ¡°The team suffered an injury crisis, and fans protested furiously against the three of you occupying the registration spots.


    President Barbara of Milan was unmoved, and when fans tried to complain to UEFA, Barbara¡¯s influence proved too strong¡ªmoney talks, and the fans¡¯ attempt failed.¡±


    ¡°Kaka lived to be 82 years old.


    On his deathbed, still registered as a Milan player, he clutched your hand tightly, unwilling to let go.


    His voice was faint, but you heard him clearly: ¡®Last time we played cards, you owed me 82 euros.¡¯

 Chapter 25 - 25 0025 Chelsea Laboratory

    ?25: 0025 Chelsea Laboratory 25: 0025 Chelsea Laboratory ¡°Three touches on the field, an assist every four minutes, injured.


    AC Milan¡¯s super talent Kevin has already been injured twice at the start of the season.


    According to the groundskeeper at San Siro, it¡¯s due to the turf.


    Since it is shared with Inter Milan, they can¡¯t replace it with a type that¡¯s more suitable for technically skilled players.


    Only if Milan had their own stadium could they ensure the players¡¯ safety.


    We cannot confirm or deny this, but Kevin¡¯s injuries are indeed a problem for Milan.


    Perhaps he is just prone to injuries, and Milan¡¯s high salary might not yield the expected results.¡± ¡ª Milan Sports Newspaper


    When Huang Kaiwen woke up, he saw this report.


    They were absolutely right.


    After all, I, Huang, am a ¡®glass man.¡¯ What can you do about it?


    After being injured yesterday and treated by Nanni, Huang Kaiwen quickly recovered, which was somewhat distressing for him.


    He was even planning to buy some mate tea and make a permanent spot for himself in the stands at Inter Milan¡¯s side.


    You¡¯re telling me I might catch up for the UEFA Champions League?


    Under the leadership of Giovanni Nanni, the Milan Lab had evolved, making Huang¡¯s life increasingly difficult.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s displeased face, Barbara softly consoled him, ¡°It¡¯s not your fault, don¡¯t worry.


    The Milan Sports Newspaper has been targeting you too much lately.


    I plan to talk to them.¡±


    ¡°Okay, you go and do that.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.


    Even though I¡¯m not playing, it¡¯s not right for you guys to keep slamming me in the newspaper.


    ¡°Albert.¡±


    When Barbara was off to work, Huang Kaiwen called the butler.


    ¡°Yes, Master.¡±


    The Mediterranean butler stood straight, his bowing quite posh.


    ¡°Call and order me a better wheelchair, with the seat made from Herme?s leather.¡±


    ¡°Very well, Master.¡±


    After Albert left, Huang Kaiwen began to get bored again.


    He suddenly realized a problem: he couldn¡¯t go out and play while injured.


    After much thought, he decided to customize a wheelchair.


    After all, for Huang, a wheelchair is like what a sports car is to Cristiano Ronaldo.


    Losing the wheelchair to Huang was like the West losing Jerusalem.


    Later that evening, an excited Barbara came back, hugged Huang Kaiwen¡¯s head, and kissed him madly until he ran out of breath, then excitedly announced, ¡°Honey, I¡¯ve taken a position at the AC Milan Club!¡±


    He hadn¡¯t expected the madam to take over the club so soon.


    Huang Kaiwen asked, ¡°What position?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll be in the Public Relations Office, mainly handling the club¡¯s interactions with the media,¡± Barbara said proudly, ¡°and in a little while, no newspaper will speak ill of you.¡±


    ¡°Good job!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen gave the madam a thumbs-up.


    Anyway, getting the media to give it a rest is a good thing.


    That night, the excited knight didn¡¯t spare him, the patient¡ªand this time, the injury was not to his thigh¡ªHuang Kaiwen endured a ravaging by Milan¡¯s new darling.


    Before the second round of matches, Kaka came over to visit Huang Kaiwen, and after a few hours of playing Real Life Manager, Kaka went home.


    The young Kaka had only God, soccer, and gaming on his mind.


    The second round, an away game against Bologna.


    Huang Kaiwen watched Kaka create opportunities and score on television.


    In recent years, Kaka truly excelled¡ªa player with such strong breakthrough abilities was precious, especially since Kaka played in the center, where the defense is typically tighter than on the wings.


    Thus, the value of breaking through in the center was even greater.


    Both goals were created by Kaka¡¯s breakthroughs in the middle, one was a low shot inside the penalty area after a pass back from Inzaghi, and the other was a direct through pass that assisted Shevchenko.


    Too strong.


    No wonder he won the Ballon d¡¯Or.


    Truly worthy of being his good brother, Huang Kai.


    After the match, Huang Kaiwen even called Kaka to congratulate him.


    Then it was the national team match day, and Kaiwen couldn¡¯t find anyone even if he wanted to play games with Kaka because of how the schedule was arranged.


    It¡¯s worth mentioning that Lieven Maesschalck was moved by Huang Kaiwen¡¯s sincerity.


    AC Milan was very cooperative, and Giovanni Nanni, from his position in the Milan laboratory, identified many hidden issues with the players, which benefited Milan immensely.


    Kaiwen was very dedicated to inviting Lieven Maesschalck.


    However, the arrival of Lieven Maesschalck caused significant dissatisfaction for Dr.


    Meiselmann, who had already questioned some of Meiselmann¡¯s arrangements during his first visit to the Milan laboratory.


    This time, the two erupted in a fierce conflict, even making the newspapers.


    The players knew where they stood, overwhelmingly supporting the divine doctor Lieven Maesschalck.


    The club¡¯s stance was the same, leaving Dr.


    Meiselmann to sorrowfully take his severance pay and depart from Milan.


    ¡°I was the one who founded the Milan laboratory.


    I established each player¡¯s profile and I poured my heart into this place.


    Many European clubs once came here to learn.


    I had a very pleasant cooperation with AC Milan Club, but the honeymoon is over.


    Ever since that lady brought in a few inexplicable doctors, things have changed.


    They chose to trust these outsiders, and the frequent injuries will severely impact AC Milan¡¯s performance,¡± Dr.


    Meiselmann lamented while teary-eyed during an interview with Sky TV, displaying his grief publicly.


    Perhaps he really did invest a lot in the Milan laboratory, but his personal capacity was truly inadequate, causing conditions to worsen further.


    Watching TV with Huang Kaiwen, Barbara pointed at Dr.


    Meiselmann on the screen and said, ¡°This guy is really annoying.


    Doesn¡¯t he realize how bad he is?¡±


    ¡°Let it go.


    After all, Dr.


    Meiselmann is a respectable doctor,¡± responded Huang Kaiwen, patting Barbara¡¯s shoulder to comfort her.


    Barbara had a prickly personality, targeting anyone who upset her.


    After moving from the family company to Milan, she handled the media relationships brilliantly to the extent that Kaiwen hadn¡¯t seen any newspapers questioning him recently.


    This was a good thing.


    Later, while watching the national team play, Inzaghi was injured.


    Then, Huang Kaiwen discovered another Destiny Point.


    Damn, the respectable Dr.


    Meiselmann really was indefatigable.


    [Changed the destiny of star player Inzaghi, received 30 Destiny Points]


    After the destiny unfolded, there was a vision.


    [Lieven Maesschalck thought Inzaghi didn¡¯t need surgery, chose conservative treatment]


    [Inzaghi returned to the field]


    [Without Meiselmann¡¯s surgery, no complications remained]


    [Inzaghi¡¯s career extended, the 2008 reoccurrence of problems didn¡¯t exist]


    [Inzaghi remained effective, gradually becoming a substitute after age 37, but still maintained a high scoring rate]


    [Inzaghi chose to retire in 2013]


    [Inzaghi lived to be 80 years old.


    He never married in his lifetime]


    Huang Kaiwen was really impressed.


    He had indirectly facilitated the change of team doctors, unexpectedly affecting so many stars, which fully demonstrated the lack of Dr.


    Meiselmann¡¯s capabilities as Milan¡¯s players improved without him.


    Just when Huang Kaiwen thought it would be hard to see the respectable Dr.


    Meiselmann again, shocking news came from England.


    Chelsea announced on their official website the invitation for Dr.


    Meiselmann to become the head physician: ¡°Dr.


    Meiselmann¡¯s contributions in Milan are well recognized.


    After a club resolution, we¡¯ve invited Dr.


    Meiselmann to Chelsea to establish our own Chelsea laboratory, providing the best care for our players.


    The club not only aims to provide the best training environment but will also ensure their health as much as possible.¡±

 Chapter 26 - 26 0026 Kevin made his first start in the UEFA Champions League

    ?26: 0026 Kevin made his first start in the UEFA Champions League 26: 0026 Kevin made his first start in the UEFA Champions League Barbara, Pato, Kaka, Inzaghi.


    The group together had given Huang Kaiwen 113.5 destiny points.


    Huang Kaiwen checked the system.


    Player Strength: Mediocre


    Physical Condition: Excellent


    Expectation: 100


    Destiny Value: 113.5


    Skill: Acting Like Tom Hanks ¡ª peak acting skills, how could a great player not know how to act?


    ¡ª Sergio Busquets.


    Skill: Bring it on ¡ª Low probability of copying some characteristics from other players when intercepting their opportunities.


    Abnormal Status: Increased Susceptibility to Injury ¡ª Starting from stepping onto the turf, the chance of injury increases by 200%, rising by 5% per second, returns to original injury probability after leaving due to an injury, immune to fatal injuries, injuries do not affect physical functions, it repeats, and successfully defending the UEFA Champions League removes the abnormal status.


    Item: 24-Hour Immunity Card


    Just in time for entering September, when the shop and tasks refresh, Huang Kaiwen took a look.


    The shop only had a few items.


    [Fishing Mastery] 100 destiny points, [Long-distance Raid] 1000 points, [Kyogoku Makoto Peak Template] 1000000 points, [24-Hour Immunity Card] 20 points.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t think twice before buying the immunity card, sadly there was a limit of one per purchase, otherwise, he would have gone all in.


    Wanting to be a salary thief, he couldn¡¯t exactly get injured every match.


    Otherwise, everyone would start to see that he had a problem.


    That template card, Huang Kaiwen felt was just ridiculous.


    Buying it would be like trying to catch a nuclear bomb barehanded, no wonder it was so expensive.


    It turned out to be just for show.


    As for the tasks, he didn¡¯t even look at them since the task of changing Kaka¡¯s destiny hadn¡¯t been finished, and he didn¡¯t want to switch to a new one.


    On September 7, Huang Kaiwen returned to team training and was warmly welcomed by his teammates.


    Having already made two comebacks this season, it had become a regular occurrence.


    ¡°I think the team should just create a department to plan your welcome back parties every time,¡± Inzaghi joked during the training.


    Huang Kaiwen shrugged his shoulders and went back to running laps on the track.


    Carlo Kaiser the legend hasn¡¯t published his autobiography yet, his legendary stories remain untold.


    So, Huang running laps for recovery wasn¡¯t a problem at all.


    That evening, as usual, Huang Kaiwen invited his teammates out for dinner.


    Team Captain Maldini, feeling not so well, took the initiative to pay the bill.


    After all, it should be the teammates treating to celebrate his return.


    It wasn¡¯t fair to keep letting Huang Kaiwen pay.


    The next day, Huang Kaiwen gauged how quickly he could accumulate expectation value and even used an experience card to participate in a training match.


    All he got was a [01-02 Season Round 11 Zanetti Experience Card], but even that was enough for training.


    On September 13, Huang Kaiwen and the whole team flew to Ukraine.


    Their first opponent in the UEFA Champions League was Shakhtar Donetsk.


    Upon arriving in Ukraine, Fat Ancelotti asked the players to relax, while he sneaked out of the hotel himself.


    Carrying a ¡°Complete Ukrainian Phrasebook¡±, he spoke to a taxi driver: ¡°Church, take me to the church.¡±


    ¡°I only take dollars,¡± the driver said seriously.


    ¡°I¡¯ll give you Euros, just take me there and I¡¯ll give you 50 Euros,¡± Fat Ancelotti offered.


    ¡°Deal,¡± the driver replied.


    Donetsk is part of an Eastern Orthodox diocese for Eastern Catholicism, distinct from the Eastern Orthodox Church in Russia.


    Once he arrived, Ancelotti entered and found a place to sit.


    With hands joined, he whispered, ¡°Merciful God, I am your follower Carlo Ancelotti.


    Please ensure Kevin doesn¡¯t get injured in tomorrow¡¯s Champions League match.


    To show my resolve, I¡¯ll quit smoking for a day, no, not smoke before the match, maybe...


    Thank you, God.¡±


    He had already announced the starting lineup for the Champions League, and Huang Kaiwen was notably included.


    If Huang Kaiwen got injured soon after the game started, it would be a huge blow for Milan, and even more crucially, it would put a lot of pressure on him.


    Ever since Miss Barbara came to work in Milan, she had asked why Huang Kaiwen was always getting injured.


    Ancelotti felt that life was getting too hard.


    Kevin¡¯s injury is not your fault!


    If only you were lighter on him at night, Kevin wouldn¡¯t end up like this, right?


    Due to his own dreams and career, under immense psychological pressure, Ancelotti chose to secretly find a place to pray.


    On the way back, he regretted not bringing Kaka, wondering if a devout believer like him might be more favored?


    At night, Ancelotti returned early to his room for dinner, but he couldn¡¯t fall asleep until very late.


    The next day, as the match time neared.


    The entire Milan team boarded the bus.


    Maldini joked with Huang Kaiwen, saying, ¡°Kevin, you¡¯re starting today, don¡¯t get injured again.¡±


    Upon hearing this, Ancelotti¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and he put his hands together and silently prayed, ¡°Dear Lord, please do not believe Paul¡¯s words..¡±


    Unlike the joyous atmosphere on the bus, Ancelotti was under great stress.


    After getting off the bus, he reached into his pocket, took out a Marlboro and put it to his lips, then remembering his promise, he put it back again.


    After changing clothes, Huang Kaiwen chose to look forward to the draw.


    [Ding, obtained: 2000 European Cup final France vs Italy, David Trezeguet, single game experience card]


    [Successfully used the 24-hour injury immunity card, you will not suffer from injuries within the next 24 hours]


    Huang Kaiwen smacked his lips, Trezeguet was decent, mainly because he was a classic striker.


    After the warm-up, both teams returned to the tunnel.


    Zhang, somewhat excited, said, ¡°Huang Kaiwen is finally going to be the first Chinese player to start in a UEFA Champions League, it¡¯s a big step for Chinese football.


    From here, every step counts, the first Champions League goal, the first Champions League trophy, this is how Chinese football will rise.¡±


    As the players lined up, listening to the stirring Champions League theme, Huang Kaiwen felt the passion of football for the first time.


    To be exact, the passion of playing football as a player.


    There was an impulse, to win the match, win the UEFA Champions League.


    At 7:45 p.m., the German referee Herbert Vander blew the whistle to start the match.


    Shakhtar Donetsk, hosting the match, kicked off first.


    They had many excellent domestic players and internationals from other Eastern European countries, boasting quite impressive technical abilities.


    Their ground coordination at the start was very smooth, with Zvonimir Vukic? receiving the ball and immediately attempting a through pass to Vorobei, but unfortunately, he couldn¡¯t get it through, and Nesta cleared the ball early.


    Pirlo received the ball and made a long pass, finding Huang Kaiwen on the right flank.


    Huang Kaiwen felt good with the ball, driving down the right wing.


    After facing a tackle, he immediately made a lateral pass to Kaka in the center and continued his run forward.


    Ancelotti, holding a handkerchief, kept wiping sweat.


    Huang Kaiwen had appeared twice before, once in a friendly and once in a league game, totaling less than 10 minutes.


    As long as he could break through 5 minutes without getting injured, that would be progress.


    Kaka¡¯s pass was also somewhat apparent, intercepted by the opponent, and when Shakhtar Donetsk defender Bahharen was preparing to launch a counterattack with a long ball, Huang Kaiwen tackled him down.


    The referee came over and warned Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Well done.¡±


    Inzaghi gave him a thumbs up.


    He hadn¡¯t expected such a gifted teammate to actually lower himself to tackle and direct intercept the opponent¡¯s counterattack.


    After Shakhtar Donetsk restarted from their half, they slowly organized, continuously passing between midfield and defenders.


    Ancelotti, wiping sweat, turned and asked the assistant coach, ¡°How many minutes?¡±


    ¡°5 minutes and 33 seconds!¡±


    ¡°Oh, thank God!¡±


    Ancelotti lost his balance all of a sudden and sat down on the grass.


    His face, apart from sweat, also carried a smile.


    He, Carlo Ancelotti, was indeed God¡¯s favorite after all.

 Chapter 27 - 27 0027 Kevins ability to seize opportunities

    ?27: 0027 Kevin¡¯s ability to seize opportunities 27: 0027 Kevin¡¯s ability to seize opportunities ¡°Feeling good today?¡±


    As they were running back, Kaka asked Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Not too bad, although my ball control is a bit off, not as precise.


    I¡¯ll try to take more shots inside the box,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said rather diplomatically.


    Which basically meant that his touch on the ball wasn¡¯t great today, but he felt okay about shooting.


    Mainly because Trezeguet is that kind of opportunistic striker, different from Inzaghi¡¯s type who excels at poaching, but roughly similar in that both aren¡¯t great with dribbling or passing.


    However, Trezeguet can shoot powerfully in various ways and also has decent heading abilities, a bit like van Persie with weaker technique but stronger heading


    ¡°Okay then, you just try to work with me on the right flank, and I¡¯ll look for an opportunity to pass to you so you can score your debut goal in the UEFA Champions League,¡± Kaka said thoughtfully.


    Huang Kaiwen naturally had no objections.


    Some netizens had already created a personal fan forum for Huang Kaiwen.


    Back then, personal computers weren¡¯t so common, and the internet was one of the higher expenses, making the online environment quite decent compared to later years.


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen doesn¡¯t seem to be in his element today, he hasn¡¯t been injured for such a long time.¡±


    ¡°Roll roll roll, that was coincidence before, Huang Kaiwen is definitely not made of glass.¡±


    ¡°Looking at his relationship with Kaka, both are more handsome than the other, and they play well too.


    Life is just so unfair.¡±


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen is also doing well academically.


    His teacher said in an interview that he sleeps through classes every day, and he was still able to get admitted into the Northern University of Science and Technology.


    If he were more serious, he might even have a shot at Tsinghua or Peking University.¡±


    ¡°The scariest part is he speaks several languages.


    Haven¡¯t you noticed how smoothly he communicates with his teammates?


    Even if he didn¡¯t play soccer, he could make a living as a translator.¡±


    ¡°Translators earn peanuts.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s contract is for €2.5 million a year, that¡¯s €26 million a year.


    Even if you translated the Yongle Encyclopedia, you couldn¡¯t make that much.¡±


    ¡°Damn, Kaka is so fast, Huang Kaiwen seems a bit slow today.¡±


    Milan once again found an opportunity to launch a counterattack, with Huang Kaiwen sprinting down the right flank.


    However, his speed, which used to match Carlos Kaiser before the [Experience Card] took effect, was actually slower now.


    Trying to keep up with Kaka, he was naturally a bit behind.


    To know that Kaka¡¯s dribbling speed is even faster than running without the ball is quite outrageous.


    The Brazilian made a long, ball-carrying charge through the middle, with Shakhtar Donetsk¡¯s three defensive midfielders taking turns trying to stop him, but Kaka¡¯s swift footwork let him break through each time.


    Kaka¡¯s breakthroughs weren¡¯t flashy; they relied on his rapid stride and frequency, occasionally splitting defenders with a simple tap, completely overpowering them with speed.


    Huang Kaiwen, running down the right flank and watching, couldn¡¯t help but click his tongue in awe.


    Brutal!


    Compared to fancy footwork, Kaka¡¯s kind of breakthrough was even more thrilling.


    In his past life, Huang Kaiwen had watched soccer for many years and hadn¡¯t seen another player with Kaka¡¯s abilities.


    It was something when others made occasional breakthroughs in the middle, but Kaka turned the most tightly defended part of the field into a sieve!


    Thump¡ª


    Kaka passed the ball straight to Shevchenko, who, in his homeland of Ukraine, was a top-tier star.


    Surrounded by defenders, Shevchenko had no choice but to pass it back.


    After Kaka moved to the right side of the arc to receive the ball, he noticed Huang Kaiwen had already run into the box.


    ¡°Here!¡±


    Kaka sent a fast through pass that pierced the opponent¡¯s defense.


    He was somewhat worried whether Huang Kaiwen, in his current state, could control the ball.


    But Huang Kaiwen¡¯s character for today¡¯s [Experience Card] was Trezeguet, a man who took shooting to extremes.


    As the ball came, Huang Kaiwen stretched out his foot but failed to stop it, and the ball flew up over a meter after bouncing off his left foot.


    Not waiting for the defenders to react, Huang Kaiwen already swung his left foot, using his instep to viciously strike downward¡ªan action similar to playing ping pong.


    Shakhtar Donetsk¡¯s goalkeeper Yan Lastuvka didn¡¯t even have time to react before the ball had already brushed past the right post and drilled into the goal.


    After the goal, Huang Kaiwen hugged Kaka tightly, and the two of them ran towards the away-fan stands together.


    Even the female Ukrainian fans couldn¡¯t help but cheer for them, in this world where appearance matters, Milan¡¯s number 22 and number 10 had already conquered everything.


    Ancelotti was twisting his corpulent body, clenching his fists and swinging them up and down continuously.


    He knew it, he just knew it.


    As long as Kevin wasn¡¯t injured, he was one of Milan¡¯s most important weapons.


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°In his first UEFA Champions League shot, Huang Kaiwen has scored his maiden goal, Kaka¡¯s pass was very fast, he didn¡¯t stop it, but volleyed a world-class goal, this kind of shooting ability is top-notch in world soccer!¡±


    ¡°After Huang Kaiwen joined AC Milan, Milan¡¯s flank became even sharper.¡±


    The teammates came up to celebrate together, Huang Kaiwen simply waved his hand and said, ¡°We don¡¯t go back to Milan until tomorrow, let¡¯s find a restaurant tonight to celebrate, eat well, drink well, I¡¯m paying!¡±


    Hearing this, everyone immediately shouted long live Kevin.


    With Huang Kaiwen in the team, any small occasion warranted a meal out.


    Although this practice wasn¡¯t common in Europe, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s generosity made everyone fond of him.


    ...


    ¡°Why didn¡¯t you mark your man?¡±


    Srna asked his teammate, hands on hips.


    Bagan, wearing the number 2 jersey, said helplessly, ¡°I had to be careful with Shevchenko and also watch Kaka.


    How could I have marked that number 10 as well?


    Damn it!¡±


    ¡°Okay, okay, just be more careful, all of you,¡± said the left back Latt, trying to calm things down.


    The match today was indeed difficult to play.


    AC Milan had too many excellent offensive players.


    They had thought Kaka was the top star, but their coach had shown a video of Huang Kaiwen rushing onto the field before the match, and they were all stunned.


    Could they, third-rate players in Ukraine, possibly defend against an attacker of that caliber?


    They were actually relieved not to see Huang Kaiwen with the ball much, thinking he was out of form.


    However, that shot a moment ago¡ªthere was no way it was the shot of a player out of form.


    They had no idea that the Huang Kaiwen in the video and the Huang Kaiwen of today had completely different technical characteristics.


    Even if they wanted to target him, they couldn¡¯t.


    The technical characteristics changing every game, there was nothing to specifically target.


    After the game resumed, Shakhtar Donetsk continued to pass back to organize the play, deploying 3 defensive midfielders intending to focus on counterattacks.


    Srna on the right was also an important part of the team; the Croatian right-back was good at both attacking and defending, and he was their most important method of attacking from the flanks.


    Every time they set up for battle, they would get the ball to Srna to charge forward.


    After playing for a while longer, Shakhtar Donetsk players found the match was too difficult.


    Milan¡¯s attack was too strong that day, less devoted to defense, but their attack was so sharp.


    Coupled with the top players¡¯ excellent positioning, they couldn¡¯t find any good chances to counterattack.


    On the right, Srna lost the ball to Kaka¡¯s tackle, and in his annoyance and frustration, he committed a foul that earned him a yellow card.


    Milan¡¯s head coach Ancelotti kept checking his watch.


    The smile on his face grew wider and wider.


    It had been 35 minutes, and Huang Kaiwen hadn¡¯t been injured.


    Did Ancelotti truly have the makings of a holy warrior?


    It seemed he would have to visit the church before the next game.

 Chapter 29 - 29 0029 Got injured at the start

    ?29: 0029 Got injured at the start 29: 0029 Got injured at the start ¡°Hat-trick!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen performs a hat-trick in his first Champions League match; his ability to be in the right place at the right time is just too strong.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen hugged his teammates again.


    Even after scoring a hat-trick, he didn¡¯t celebrate alone.


    Ancelotti glanced over, feeling it was about time, and called Gattuso to warm up.


    Although Kevin wasn¡¯t injured today, that didn¡¯t mean they should overwork him, right?


    A few minutes later, during a stoppage in play, the fourth official raised the substitution board.


    Huang Kaiwen was chatting with his teammates when Kaka gave him a shove and said, ¡°You¡¯re being substituted.¡±


    ¡°Me?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen looked toward the sidelines, and yes, it was the number ten being substituted.


    What was Ancelotti thinking?


    Huang Kaiwen walked to the sidelines with a gloomy face, embraced Gattuso, and headed to the bench.


    Ancelotti handed him a towel with a beaming smile and said, ¡°You¡¯ve just recovered from an injury, better not to play too long today.


    You¡¯ve scored three goals already, give the Ukrainian a chance to breathe.¡±


    I¡¯m giving the Ukrainian a chance to breathe, but who¡¯s giving me a chance to breathe?


    I¡¯ve used up most of the destiny points I got from saving Inzaghi¡¯s career for today¡¯s ¡®Injury Immunity Card,¡¯ and you¡¯re still not letting me play the full game?


    Where do I go to complain?


    Huang Kaiwen sat on the bench, somewhat dejected.


    Rui Costa nudged Huang Kaiwen with his elbow.


    Seeing that it was the senior player who had given up his number for him, Huang Kaiwen quickly put on a smile.


    ¡°Don¡¯t be down, the coach has your best interests at heart,¡± Rui Costa said with a smile.


    The competitive spirit of young people today is just so strong.


    When he was 21, he could only get about 20 appearances in a season, and starting was even rarer, but he still became a mainstay for Benfica, didn¡¯t he?


    He advised again, ¡°Patience is a virtue.


    Those who are impatient and restless find it hard to succeed.¡±


    ¡°Okay, thank you for the advice,¡± Huang Kaiwen replied.


    He took out two water bottles from his bag, handed one to Rui Costa, and said, ¡°Argentinian mate tea, want to try some?


    I brought it specially, haven¡¯t tried it myself yet.¡±


    Rui Costa took it, tasted a mouthful, made a face, then relaxed and said, ¡°It¡¯s a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste, the tangy flavor must be lemon juice.


    I feel much more alert now.¡±


    With that, he took a large gulp.


    ¡°Connoisseur, huh!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen gave a thumbs up, then took a sip himself and almost spit it out.


    He knew Messi and Suarez always drank it, so he got some to pass the time in the stands, but the taste was indescribably intense.


    It was just too strong.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s reaction, Rui Costa immediately spat out the tea in his mouth and burst into laughter.


    Huang Kaiwen realized then that the veteran had been pretending just to tease him.


    Huang Kaiwen managed a wry smile and said, ¡°Why did you do that?¡±


    Rui Costa blinked and replied, ¡°Life is about trying new things, so you don¡¯t get tired of it.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen could only continue giving a thumbs up.


    You¡¯re awesome, you¡¯re noble.


    You¡¯re a footballer who talks like a philosopher.


    Despite being a bit startled by Rui Costa¡¯s way of speaking today, Huang Kaiwen still had a good impression of him; after all, the star had given up his number for him.


    But the way Rui Costa spoke today was shocking for Huang Kaiwen.


    In the world of football, aside from Cantona and Balotelli, both sides were difficult to mess with.


    Fortunately, the match progressed quickly, and Seedorf scored another goal.


    In the end, the score was fixed at 0-4, with Milan achieving a resounding victory away from home.


    ...


    During the post-match press conference, Ancelotti couldn¡¯t completely hide his smile.


    He told reporters that Huang Kaiwen was no longer prone to injuries: ¡°The Milan laboratory has entered a brand-new era.


    We¡¯ve invited some of the world¡¯s best sports injury specialists, and many players have benefited from this.


    The team doctor told me that Kevin¡¯s previous injury was just an accident and it won¡¯t happen again.


    Kevin is as strong as an ox!¡±


    Kaka, who attended the press conference, also expressed his delight, saying, ¡°Kevin is the perfect teammate.


    He is humble yet powerful, unassuming yet reliable.


    As long as Kevin stays uninjured, he is the most important member of the team.¡±


    The following day, even the Milan Sports Newspaper changed its tune.


    ¡°Although Kevin didn¡¯t display his exquisite dribbling skills in his UEFA Champions League debut, he performed a hat-trick.


    Ultimately, football is a game about scoring goals.


    A Kevin in average form still possesses such strength.


    I¡¯m already looking forward to the next game.¡±


    [Some fans from China have high expectations for you, Expectation Value +5]


    [Local fans are looking forward to your goals, Expectation Value +10]


    [Teammate Kaka is very excited to play with you, Expectation Value +5]


    [Inzaghi expects you to make good on your promise to assist him, Expectation Value +2]


    [...]


    After performing the hat-trick, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s expectation value was filled in a single day, showing how much hope people placed in him.


    Similarly, Ancelotti was looking forward to the next match.


    September 21, the day before the third round of the league.


    Ancelotti discreetly visited the Milan Cathedral.


    He chose a seat at the side as always.


    With his plump hands joined together, Ancelotti began to pray, ¡°Almighty and Merciful Lord, source of life, please bless the sick so that they may face their afflictions with hope and courage.


    Grant them the strength to endure their suffering and obtain appropriate treatment for a speedy recovery and restored health.


    Bless Kevin, for he is a smart and outstanding child.


    Please protect him from injury in the next game, Amen.¡±


    Donning a duckbill cap, Ancelotti left quietly.


    He felt secure.


    Last time, he merely promised not to smoke before the game, and Huang Kaiwen remained uninjured.


    Now, he hadn¡¯t smoked for two days.


    Wouldn¡¯t Huang Kaiwen be even more blessed?


    One day later,


    At San Siro Stadium.


    Milan was facing off against Messina.


    Huang Kaiwen was still on the starting list.


    Ancelotti¡¯s pre-match statements made the fans quite optimistic.


    During warm-up, Huang Kaiwen chose to draw a card.


    [Ding, you have obtained the 00-01 La Liga third-round Betis vs Real Madrid experience card of Joaquin Sanchez Rodriguez.]


    Although Joaquin wasn¡¯t as dazzling as Vicente at his peak, he was still decent, at least a winger.


    Finally, no more running into the box to scramble for a position.


    Before the game, Inzaghi had quite a good moan about it.


    With a self-assured smile on his face, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s teammates also felt he was in good form today.


    Today, more than 60,000 fans came to San Siro, and at 7:30 pm, under their watchful eyes, the head referee blew the whistle to start the match.


    In the very first second, Inzaghi laid it off to Shevchenko, who played a back pass.


    As Huang Kaiwen received the ball, Ricardo Sampaio rushed up to press him.


    Huang Kaiwen quickly passed it away.


    As he exerted force with his right foot, he suddenly felt a surge of pain and fell to the ground.


    Sampaio was horrified.


    The Messina forward raised his hands, almost in tears: ¡°I didn¡¯t touch him, I really didn¡¯t touch him.


    He fell on his own, it has nothing to do with me.¡±


    Ancelotti was stunned as he watched the medical team rush onto the field and then carry Huang Kaiwen away on a stretcher.


    Collapsing to his knees, Ancelotti looked up to the sky and howled, ¡°Why, why does this happen?!!!¡±

 Chapter 30 - 30 0030 If its not scientific then its theology

    ?30: 0030 If it¡¯s not scientific, then it¡¯s theology.


    30: 0030 If it¡¯s not scientific, then it¡¯s theology.


    Milan lost 1:2 at home to Messina, missing their key player Huang Kaiwen.


    Ancelotti was both relieved and worried about Huang Kaiwen¡¯s injury.


    A minor sprain of the metatarsal, he would recover in about a week.


    However, after consulting with the team¡¯s two divine doctors, it was still determined that Huang Kaiwen¡¯s body had no issues, and even his previous injuries had left no hidden problems.


    That left Ancelotti feeling uneasy.


    His body was fine, with no hidden issues, so why did he get injured as soon as he played?


    Huang Kaiwen had figured it out himself; because of the ¡°Injury Prone Modifier,¡± his injury probability in the previous UEFA Champions League game had been infinitely high.


    However, since he had an ¡°Injury Immunity Card,¡± he hadn¡¯t gotten injured.


    Once the card expired, he got injured as soon as he played.


    Four days later, Milan won 1:2 away against Lazio, and Huang Kaiwen had already started to resume training.


    It was just indoor training, though, as the team doctor wasn¡¯t yet confident enough to let him train with the ball.


    On September 29, back on home turf, Milan won 3:1 against Celtic in the second match of the UEFA Champions League group stage.


    After the match, Kaka made a special visit to Huang Kaiwen¡¯s house.


    ¡°Hey, buddy, haven¡¯t I already returned to the team?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen took out a bottle of mineral water and tossed it to Kaka across the couch.


    ¡°Then I should probably come to your house to visit, that would be polite.¡±


    Watching Kaka skillfully connect the PS2 to the TV, Huang Kaiwen felt that this man¡¯s speech was not entirely sincere.


    Come to see me?


    Seems like you¡¯re here to play games with me.


    After sitting down, Huang Kaiwen immediately chose the Brazilian Team, causing Kaka to groan.


    In Pro Evolution Soccer 8, there are not many teams that can defeat the Brazilian Team.


    While most teams have one or two glitch players, the Brazilian Team almost consists entirely of glitches.


    Without those classic teams, no team could rival the Brazilian Team.


    ¡°Kevin, can you not use the Brazilian Team?


    I¡¯m a player for the Brazilian Team.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m a fan of the Brazilian Team, would you rather I switch sides?¡±


    Kaka looked somewhat helplessly at Huang Kaiwen; this reasoning was indeed impeccable.


    As a Brazilian star, he can¡¯t really expect Brazilian fans to support other national teams, can he?


    ¡°Alright then, let¡¯s go with our clubs.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen unchecked his selection and quickly switched to AC Milan.


    Thus began another Milan vs.


    Real Madrid match.


    Kaka still left the field in chagrin.


    AC Milan was just too strong.


    After a few more games, with Kaka losing more than winning, he left in a sulk without even eating dinner.


    At the dawn of October 1, the system¡¯s store refreshed again.


    ¡°Lucky Necklace¡± 50 fate points, ¡°Curling Master¡± 500 points, ¡°Maradona Template¡± 10,000 points, ¡°24-hour Injury Immunity Card¡± 20 points, ¡°24-hour Luck Potion¡± 20 points.


    Seeing the new items refreshed, Huang Kaiwen suddenly thought of a problem.


    Even if his injury probability was infinitely high, there was also an infinitely small probability of not getting injured on the field.


    If he was lucky enough, every touch of the ball, every confrontation, could he remain uninjured by chance?


    Perhaps by buying the Lucky Necklace and using the Luck Potion, he could keep himself injury-free?


    No sooner said than done.


    With just 93.5 fate points left, he spent 90 points in a moment.


    In addition to the usual ¡°Injury Immunity Card,¡± he pocketed the two luck-enhancing items.


    Looking at the designs of the ¡°Lucky Necklace¡± and the ¡°24-hour Luck Potion,¡± Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t help but scoff; weren¡¯t these just a tiger tooth necklace and blessing oil?


    Was the ¡°24-hour Luck Potion¡± supposed to be rubbed on the soccer shoes?


    Whatever.


    Returning to the team during the day, Huang Kaiwen spent the entire morning in the Milan laboratory.


    After carefully reviewing all the projects, Giovanni Nanni remarked, ¡°You are fully recovered now, and you don¡¯t even have minor issues like cavities.


    Your body is very strange; it shouldn¡¯t be so prone to injuries.¡±


    Sweat began to form on Huang Kaiwen¡¯s forehead.


    He knew he shouldn¡¯t be injured so easily, but who was there to reason with?


    He had feared this issue being questioned before, and now that his fear had materialized, he had no way to explain it.


    He had to find a reasonable excuse, right?


    ¡°Yes, very strange, I almost doubted all my life¡¯s learning, as nothing that happens to you is scientific,¡± Lieven Maesschalck followed up.


    Right!


    When Huang Kaiwen heard Lieven Maesschalck say that, he suddenly had an idea.


    If it¡¯s not scientific, then it must be theological.


    Isn¡¯t it said that the end of science is theology?


    The unscientific nature of his injuries must certainly have a reason.


    That evening, with heavy thoughts, Huang Kaiwen returned home and locked himself in the study to start drawing and writing.


    After being reminded by the team doctor during the day, Huang Kaiwen finally found a reasonable excuse for his injuries.


    In Europe, mysticism has many followers.


    The European football scene is also highly superstitious.


    In the 2002 World Cup, the Nigeria team had specially devised an entire plan for practicing witchcraft.


    Before the 1998 World Cup final, Yakay had poured chicken blood on his head, and then the Brazilian Team underperformed.


    Before the 2004 European Cup group stage match between Switzerland and England, Swiss newspapers and magazines published posters of Beckham, describing methods of enchantment below them: sticking a poster on the wall and then pinning it with thumbtacks on Beckham¡¯s foot, all the while chanting, ¡°Can¡¯t move your legs, can¡¯t move your legs...¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was aware of the Bog Seven leak about Pogba hiring a wizard to curse Mbappe, and Benfica hiring wizards to bless their championship win, with England¡¯s coach Hoddle employing sorcery.


    It was evident that these mystical affairs had a significant market in Europe.


    Being careful, Huang Kaiwen wore gloves and wrote with his left hand, then placed the ¡°whistleblower letter¡± into an envelope and called for the old butler, Albert.


    ¡°Albert, make sure this letter gets to the editor of ¡®Milan Sports Newspaper¡¯, and ensure they can publish it tomorrow in the paper,¡± he ordered.


    ¡°Yes, Master,¡± the butler replied.


    The Mediterranean butler bowed and turned to leave.


    ¡°Wait...¡± Huang Kaiwen stopped him.


    ¡°Is there anything else, Master?¡± the butler inquired.


    ¡°Think of something, don¡¯t let them connect this matter to me.


    You could find someone else to deliver the letter.


    I believe once they see the content, they will definitely publish it, maybe even on the front page.


    Oh, and don¡¯t tell Barbara.¡±


    ¡°Very well, Master.


    You can be assured,¡± Albert answered.


    Albert turned and left.


    Huang Kaiwen leaned back slightly, looking at the ceiling.


    That should settle it.


    Always getting injured, there had to be an explanation after all.


    Since that¡¯s the case, he, Huang someone, would give an explanation to the Milan fans.


    The team doctor had said, his body was completely fine, and there were no hidden dangers after getting injured¡ªall signs that did not match up scientifically.


    It must be someone working behind the scenes, hiring a wizard to curse him, Huang someone.


    And those working against him were certainly Milan¡¯s rivals.


    Speaking of a scapegoat, the first one Huang Kaiwen thought of was Inter Milan.


    There was a genius in Milan, and it only made sense for Inter Milan to want to destroy this genius, right?

 Chapter 31 - 31 Jujutsu Kaisen 0031 Starting Extra for 500 recommendation tickets

    ?31: Jujutsu Kaisen 0031, Starting (Extra chapter for 500 recommendation tickets) 31: Jujutsu Kaisen 0031, Starting (Extra chapter for 500 recommendation tickets) ¡°According to reliable sources we¡¯ve obtained, Kevin¡¯s physique has no issues at all.


    Yes, Milan¡¯s two divine doctors both said that each time he recovers from an injury, his physical condition surpasses the entire team¡¯s, which is very good.


    His frequent injuries are unscientific.


    After our investigation, we finally uncovered the truth¡ªeverything was orchestrated by Inter Milan behind the scenes.


    In Africa, hiring witchcraft practitioners is a common practice, and it is also widely used in the realm of soccer.


    Since Co?te d¡¯Ivoire won the Africa Cup in 1992 without paying the wizards their salaries, they have never achieved any notable success.


    There are also some examples in European football.


    Before the 1986-1987 UEFA Champions League final, Porto had hired witch doctor Derane Vieira, who, before the penalty shootout against Bayern, had brought two toads from a special spot and placed them on the field, eventually leading the underdog Porto to a 2:1 victory.


    England¡¯s coach Hoddle left a deep impression during the 1998 World Cup, as he brought a wizard with him to coach the players.


    Besides casting spells for oneself, it is also possible to affect the opponent.


    Kevin¡¯s inexplicable injuries were clearly caused by a wizard¡¯s curse, and according to our investigation, the wizard casting the spells is from the hometown of Oluseyi Adeshokan, a former Nigerian forward for Inter Milan.


    Previously, Inter Milan had tried to curse Kaka, but they were not successful because Kaka was protected by the Lord.


    However, with Kevin, they succeeded.


    They nearly destroyed AC Milan¡¯s super talent, Kevin is always mysteriously injured, a truly terrifying curse.


    Now, the most important thing for AC Milan is to find someone to break the curse aimed at Kevin.¡±


    When I saw the report in the Milan Sports Newspaper this morning, I didn¡¯t expect them to even embellish the story by adding Kaka.


    This editor really knows his stuff.


    Because Kaka is a devout believer, the curse didn¡¯t work on him.


    This logic is flawless.


    Huang Kaiwen threw the newspaper aside contentedly.


    Overall, he was quite pleased with what was written.


    He, Huang, finally wasn¡¯t just mysteriously injured; he was ¡°cursed¡± by someone hired by Inter Milan.


    Barbara finished washing up and came over for breakfast, casually picking up the newspaper, and immediately forgot about eating.


    She was deeply engrossed in it.


    Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, ¡°It¡¯s all nonsense.¡±


    ¡°How could it be nonsense?


    I think the newspaper makes a lot of sense.


    Damn it, they must be up to something.¡± Barbara slammed her hand on the table, furious.


    By the time she finished reading the newspaper and put it down, her emotions had fluctuated greatly.


    ¡°I just knew it, I just knew it.¡±


    Barbara stood up, hugged Huang Kaiwen¡¯s head, and comforted him softly, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, my dear, today I¡¯m going to find out how to break the curse.


    I¡¯ll definitely hire the best wizard to restore your health.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was stunned.


    He hadn¡¯t been keeping it from Barbara for this kind of reaction.


    But since the lady was inclined this way, he might as well let her go ahead.


    After all, wealthy people can¡¯t rest easy without a little turmoil.


    When they went to team practice, everyone was united in their outrage.


    ¡°Kevin, don¡¯t worry, we won¡¯t let those bastards get away with this.¡±


    ¡°Damn Inter Milan, always resorting to foul play.


    I always knew Moratti was no good.¡±


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you start practicing religion with Kaka; look, nothing happens to Kaka.¡±


    Oh?


    Huang Kaiwen found another solution.


    Once he really got rid of the ¡°abnormal state¡± and the ¡°vulnerability modification¡±, he would credit it all to Kaka and God¡¯s work.


    Who in Europe would dare to question that?


    Perfect!


    As for now?


    His mind wasn¡¯t at ease.


    To go to church in such a state would be a desecration.


    Even Ancelotti expressed sympathy for him and said that he would definitely have the club resolve this matter.


    When training ended in the evening and, noticed that Barbara wasn¡¯t there to pick him up, Huang Kaiwen had just left Milanello when he saw Giovanni Nanni blocked at the door for an interview.


    ¡°Yes, Kevin¡¯s body has no problems at all.


    It¡¯s completely unscientific that he keeps getting injured, and the injuries did not cause any harm to his body.


    He keeps getting hurt though, and although I don¡¯t want to admit it, I think that the reports by Milan Sports Newspaper make sense.¡±


    Facing the reporters, Giovanni Nanni awkwardly said.


    A doctor blaming injuries on ghosts and spirits is in itself an embarrassing matter.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen, the reporters immediately found their main subject of interest.


    ¡°Kevin, are you really cursed?¡±


    ¡°Do you see anything evil suddenly appearing in your mirrors at home?¡±


    ¡°Have there been any supernatural phenomena occurring at your place?¡±


    ¡°How do you plan to deal with this issue?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, with his head bowed, used his tongue to click his throat before he raised his head again, his eyes brimming with tears.


    ¡°I...I don¡¯t know.


    Before coming to Italy, I had never been injured.


    My health is good.


    Although I haven¡¯t had professional training, I frequently play basketball, soccer, and badminton, and I usually exercise for one or two hours at a time.


    At most, there are just minor bumps, but I never had serious injuries.


    I¡¯m not someone who gets injured easily, but now I¡¯ve started to doubt.¡±


    Fseeing that the reporters had more questions, Kaka, who happened to be driving by, stopped his car and pulled Huang Kaiwen into the passenger seat.


    ¡°I¡¯ll drive you home.¡±


    ¡°Thanks a lot, otherwise it would have been a big hassle for me.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen wiped the sweat from his forehead.


    He had never been a victim before; if asked to perform again, he would probably choose to just ¡°faint¡± at the entrance of Milanello.


    ¡°Seriously, when you have time, you can come to church with me; the Lord will save you,¡± Kaka said earnestly.


    ¡°Let¡¯s wait for a while.


    I¡¯m not in the right mindset now.¡±


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s troubled face, Kaka didn¡¯t say much else and just sped up the car to take Huang Kaiwen home.


    Barbara came home a bit late.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen waiting for her to have dinner, the young lady said apologetically, ¡°I¡¯m late, darling.


    Today I heard about a few witches, and I¡¯m planning to go and seek help in the next few days.¡±


    ¡°Alright, alright, let¡¯s eat first,¡±


    Pulling Barbara to sit down, Huang Kaiwen started eating.


    While they were watching TV, the news from Inter Milan was being broadcast.


    The spokesperson for Inter Milan said, ¡°Inter Milan has never targeted any player with dirty tricks.


    The accusations from Milan Sports Newspaper are completely baseless.


    We reserve the right to pursue legal action, and we wish Kevin, a talented player, can stay injury-free.¡±


    ¡°No one will ever admit to their crimes, huh!¡±


    The young lady scoffed.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s displeased face, Barbara softly coaxed, ¡°The witch introduced to me is great, and she will definitely help you resolve this trouble.


    I¡¯m going to seek her out tomorrow.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen thought, this is turning into ¡®Jujutsu Kaisen¡¯.


    Should he, Huang, get involved?


    He could directly offer a reward in the newspapers for anyone who could ensure he doesn¡¯t get frequently injured for the next six months and they would receive 1 million Euros.

 Chapter 32 - 32 0032 Passing on to myself 3 seconds later

    ?32: 0032 Passing on to myself 3 seconds later 32: 0032 Passing on to myself 3 seconds later ¡°Milan Sports Newspaper¡± soon disclosed Barbara¡¯s itinerary: ¡°Barbara has set out in search of a wizard to break Inter Milan¡¯s curse, and results are expected soon.¡±


    However, ¡°Il Futuro,¡± the most important member of the Italian Catholic Press Association, issued a severe statement: ¡°Since the Ancient Greek Olympic Games of 776 BC, sports have developed over 2780 years, and soccer is the world¡¯s most popular sport.


    The display of passion and competition on the green fields is humanity¡¯s pursuit of beauty.


    In light of this, we emphasize that any artificial intervention is inappropriate.


    For pagans to target a soccer player with filthy means is barbaric, unacceptable, detestable, and sacrilegious, and if not promptly rectified and corrected, all involved will be punished.¡±


    They didn¡¯t care about the truth; showing their presence at such times was a good thing.


    Following the two Industrial Revolutions, the Vatican¡¯s position in Europe became increasingly awkward, from previously interfering with the rise and fall of dynasties and kings¡¯ successions, to later being reduced to a mascot, trotted out by politicians when needed, and completely ignored when not.


    They have long wanted to find some relevance.


    The incident of a player being cursed was a perfect entry point.


    And by not letting high-ranking individuals come forward to make a statement, they also left themselves an escape route.


    Otherwise, how would they conclude the event if they dragged out a cardinal and failed to break Huang Kaiwen¡¯s ¡°curse¡±?


    This statement also led Italy and the whole of Europe to acknowledge the situation.


    Huang Kaiwen never expected things to develop like this.


    Here in Europe, these mystical things really do have a market, if someone were to bring over some kind of religion from the ¡°little sticks¡± or find a few to develop a pyramid scheme, maybe they could really trick a lot of people.


    On October 3rd, AC Milan played at home against Regina.


    Huang Kaiwen was placed on the bench.


    Ancelotti had no confidence whether Huang Kaiwen would get injured again.


    Now that it involved theology, a football coach like him couldn¡¯t manage that.


    Ancelotti planned to wait until the game was well under way before letting Huang Kaiwen take the field to try.


    Not long after the game started, Kaka made a long run towards the opposite end and then passed a through ball, with Shevchenko successfully breaking the offside trap and effortlessly slotting home.


    Then the game seemed intense, Milan had many chances but couldn¡¯t breach the opponent¡¯s goal again.


    In the 67th minute of the second half, Shevchenko returned the favor to Kaka with a back pass, and Kaka scored a world-class long shot, altering the score once again.


    Ancelotti looked at Huang Kaiwen, hesitated for a long time before saying, ¡°Kevin, Filippo, warm up.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, looking at his 100 expectation value, decided to draw a card.


    [Ding, you have obtained a one-time experience card for the 1989-1990 season, Atalanta vs Juventus, Caniggia¡¯s single match]


    Wow,


    Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t believe his luck.


    Isn¡¯t Caniggia that ¡°Son of the Wind,¡± Maradona¡¯s good partner?


    But he didn¡¯t forget to warm up either.


    Just as Huang Kaiwen was taking off his jacket to get up, Ancelotti stopped him.


    The Milan coach mysteriously took out a necklace from his pocket, with a crucifix hanging on it, and handing it over he said, ¡°A little gift, it¡¯s said to be a Holy Artifact, I hope you¡¯ll be safe today.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen took it wordlessly, hung it around his neck, and then tucked it inside his jersey.


    The fourth official pretended not to see it.


    The poor guy was already cursed, how could they not let him wear a crucifix, where¡¯s the humanity in that?


    Normally, accessories are not allowed in football matches, but Huang Kaiwen¡¯s situation was so unusual that the fourth official feared to stop him from wearing the necklace onto the pitch, then have it exposed if Huang Kaiwen were to get injured.


    The consequences would be very serious, and it seemed better to turn a blind eye than to create trouble over it.


    Huang Kaiwen felt the two necklaces hanging around his neck and grimaced.


    After all, he had been wearing the lucky white tiger tooth already, so wearing one more was no issue, and Ancelotti had good intentions.


    ¡°Oh, Kevin and Inzaghi are getting ready to go on, and Kevin, this talented player, seems unfazed by the curse, truly brave!¡±


    The fans at San Siro Stadium also gave a warm applause, continuously shouting Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name.


    Rui Costa hugged Huang Kaiwen, then patted him on the back without saying much.


    In a fitting moment, Huang Kaiwen bowed to touch the grass, and after standing up, he made the sign of the cross over his chest.


    Now there was another round of applause.


    In Europe, having no religious beliefs is scarier than being a criminal, so in their eyes, someone without reverence is unthinkable, whereas devout individuals are always more beloved, as could be seen with Kaka.


    Many female Milan fans had already started to cry.


    How could hateful Inter Milan push their poor Kevin to such a state?


    Although the current Kevin looked okay, they preferred the boy who showed off his spirit as he juggled the ball at San Siro for the first time.


    After high-fiving Kaka, Huang Kaiwen quickly ran to the right flank.


    Today, Gattuso was on the left side.


    The match restarted, and Pirlo sent the ball from the backfield.


    Cafu, on the right, took the ball forward, and after facing a challenge, he immediately lifted a pass to Huang Kaiwen¡¯s feet.


    Huang Kaiwen felt great.


    [Caniggia] was originally a winger known for his speed.


    Upon receiving the ball, he began a high-speed breakthrough along the sideline, feeling the advertisement boards swiftly receding.


    Even Kaka, who was paying close attention to the right wing, was surprised by the speed that Huang Kaiwen exhibited.


    ¡°Incredible speed!


    Kevin is so fast¡ªI think he could run 10.5 seconds, no, maybe even 10 seconds.


    Now I understand why Ancelotti, after just seeing Kevin burst onto the field and kick the ball a few times, decided to sign him up.


    No head coach would refuse such a player,¡± exclaimed the Italian commentator.


    The Regina defender Zamboni was flustered.


    Today the team was playing a 352 formation with just three of them in defense.


    Zamboni couldn¡¯t ignore Huang Kaiwen¡¯s breakthrough.


    But by the time he covered the right flank and tried to use his body to stop Huang Kaiwen, he found that Huang Kaiwen was unyielding, pushing the ball forward forcefully, launching it several meters ahead.


    Huang Kaiwen then sped up, rounding Zamboni at the sideline.


    When he touched the ball again, he had left Zamboni behind and gained even more distance, still outpacing the opposition.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s ferocious speed kept the Milan fans cheering wildly.


    ¡°It¡¯s like he passed the ball to himself three seconds in the future!¡±


    The Italian commentator couldn¡¯t help but exclaim.


    So fast!


    It wasn¡¯t evident just before, but Huang Kaiwen¡¯s play now, where he split from the ball and circled around the outside of the sideline, was very apparent, completely overpowering the opposition with his speed and explosive power.

 Chapter 33 - 33 Man Like the Wind 0033

    ?33: Man Like the Wind 0033 33: Man Like the Wind 0033 Watching Huang Kaiwen break away and rush into the box, Zamboni thought viciously, ¡°Why doesn¡¯t he just break a leg with that speed?


    Isn¡¯t he a ¡®glass man¡¯?¡±


    Having entered the box, Huang Kaiwen almost wanted to laugh at the situation before him.


    In Regina¡¯s box, there were only two defenders left, while Shevchenko, Inzaghi, and Kaka, poised at the arc top, were all eager to try.


    Huang Kaiwen slightly lifted his calf, and this simple gesture of passing startled Regina¡¯s defender Cannavaro, who quickly stuck close to Shevchenko.


    As Huang Kaiwen¡¯s calf fell, he just nudged the ball forward slightly.


    Then he once again carried the ball quickly at an angle, dashing into the small box.


    After two step-overs, he intended to shoot, but Inzaghi was yelling as though he was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, so Huang Kaiwen quickly pushed with the arch of his foot, sending the ball to the left.


    Inzaghi, who followed up, barely had to exert effort, just lightly tapping the ball into the net.


    ¡°Mate, you¡¯re just amazing!¡±


    After scoring, Inzaghi quickly ran over, wrapped his arm around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s neck, and walked together to the stands.


    Huang Kaiwen thought to himself, if you hadn¡¯t been calling out, I would have shot myself.


    He had previously promised to pass to Inzaghi, so he couldn¡¯t just mess with him.


    Inzaghi holds quite a status in Milan.


    He was someone that the ¡°Stand Commander¡± Huang Kai needed to be on good terms with.


    Ancelotti showed a smile at the sideline.


    It didn¡¯t matter whether there was a goal or not, but the speed Huang Kaiwen had shown was faster than before.


    Does that not indicate that Huang Kaiwen¡¯s physical condition has recovered?


    It seemed that the ¡°Holy Artifact¡± he bought from the Vietnamese for $82.50 was really effective.


    Kaka also ran over, excitedly saying, ¡°Kevin, your speed is just too fast.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t want to scare you guys before.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shrugged and said.


    Kaka burst into laughter, while Shevchenko felt a bit dissatisfied.


    Because Sheva thought that Huang Kaiwen should have taken the shot himself; it was clear that he was serving up the goal for Inzaghi.


    The group joked and laughed as they walked back, and Ancelotti shouted from the field, ¡°Kevin is in good form today; pass to him more when you have the chance.¡±


    Ancelotti also wanted to see if Huang Kaiwen could last until the end of the match today.


    After the restart, Regina became a bit anxious.


    Not only did the pace of their passing change, but their movements also grew noticeably rougher.


    Three goals down with no chance for points meant they had no reason to hold back.


    If they could really intimidate Milan¡¯s stars and find an opportunity to equalize, they might still secure some points.


    The opponent¡¯s performance made Ancelotti¡¯s eyelids twitch, and without concern for decorum, he walked to the sideline and took hold of the fourth official, complaining at a machine-gun pace, ¡°They¡¯re too barbaric, it¡¯s as though they want to kill my players.


    If they continue playing like this, my players will surely get injured.


    Damn it, damn those bastards, they¡¯re a bunch of thugs; each one deserves the gallows.¡±


    The fourth official¡¯s face was drawn with lines.


    However, he could understand Ancelotti.


    Anybody with a talent like Huang Kaiwen would be highly valued, and given that this talent was prone to injuries, seeing the opposing side¡¯s rough play would naturally cause anxiety.


    But what¡¯s this about gallows?


    If Regina¡¯s actions warranted the gallows, wouldn¡¯t Premier League players get quartered?


    Now that Ancelotti was a prominent coach, the fourth official could still comfort him gently, saying, ¡°Mr.


    Ancelotti, I will remind the main referee to pay attention later, but you must understand that Regina¡¯s change is quite normal after being down by a large score.¡±


    The fourth official didn¡¯t continue, but his meaning was clear.


    You¡¯re already leading by two goals, they¡¯ve started to foul, and then you insist on putting in a ¡®glass man¡¯; can you really blame our referee team?


    Isn¡¯t it your own problem?


    Next time Kevin goes to the doctors, maybe he should get his head checked out too.


    Ancelotti glared at the fourth official and walked back sullenly.


    They weren¡¯t wrong after all.


    He hadn¡¯t foreseen this situation before.


    Now it seemed like he had miscalculated, but how to use Huang Kaiwen was also giving Ancelotti a serious headache.


    Starting him could mean an early injury, and that would be a significant impact.


    But if Milan were already leading, having Huang Kaiwen come on would just be icing on the cake.


    If Milan were trailing and Huang Kaiwen went on to change the situation, he certainly had the ability, but if the key moment came and Huang Kaiwen got injured, with the last substitution spot used up, there would be nothing he could do but stand there dumbfounded.


    Ancelotti had never expected that Huang Kaiwen could cause him such a headache.


    All he could do was curse Inter Milan internally, if it hadn¡¯t been for them, Kevin wouldn¡¯t have been so easily injured.


    Meanwhile, on the field, Huang Kaiwen received the ball again.


    This time he received it in the backfield.


    The Regina players pressed him very quickly, but Huang Kaiwen was unfazed, knocking the ball forward immediately and effortlessly outrunning Balestrieri with his speed.


    Balestrieri was shocked because he felt that the opponent¡¯s speed was simply abnormal.


    Balestrieri had never encountered a player with such speed, not even Kaka who was the fastest in Milan¡¯s lineup today, was as outrageous as the substitute Huang Kaiwen.


    As Huang Kaiwen got past the first player, Regina¡¯s midfielders and backs rushed forward to follow up.


    Mesto thought of committing a foul immediately.


    After all, they had three defenders behind.


    But he underestimated Huang Kaiwen¡¯s speed today.


    Almost as he rushed at him, Huang Kaiwen slightly shifted his body and had already left him behind, making Mesto, who had extended his arms trying to tackle him, look very awkward as he stood there frozen.


    Cannavaro hurriedly rushed forward.


    This Regina defender was also muttering to himself, weren¡¯t you supposed to play on the right flank, how did you end up on the left?


    Do you really have to make me look bad?


    As Cannavaro charged, he was determined that, even at the risk of getting a card, he would take Huang Kaiwen down harshly.


    Whoosh.


    Feeling the timing was right, Cannavaro went to ground with a flying tackle, his gleaming studs shining in the light.


    Just as he was about to tackle Huang Kaiwen, Huang Kaiwen stepped forward with his left foot, sandwiched the ball between his feet and leaped up, neatly clearing Cannavaro¡¯s legs.


    And he flicked the ball from behind to the front of him.


    Rainbow flick!!!


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    San Siro Stadium erupted into frenzy.


    Regina found themselves in the same predicament as before, with only two defenders in their box, while Milan¡¯s two forwards and Kaka were all eager and nearby.


    ¡°Pass the ball!¡±


    Inzaghi raised his hand again, signaling for Huang Kaiwen to pass to him.


    Huang Kaiwen, who had already reached the bottom on the left side of the large penalty area, sent a cutback pass, and Shevchenko, seeing an opportunity, sprinted and beat the opposing defender to the ball, sending it straight into the net with one kick.


    Huang Kaiwen ran over to celebrate, completely ignoring Inzaghi¡¯s complaints.


    On the field, it was only fair to assist each of the two forwards.


    Inzaghi was a home-grown player, and Shevchenko was about to win the Ballon d¡¯Or soon.


    Both were big shots, and Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t plan to offend either.


    If he could please both, who would dare not show respect to him, Huang someone, in the dressing room?

 Chapter 34 - 34 0034 The new rich lady has been credited to your account please check it

    ?34: 0034 The new rich lady has been credited to your account, please check it.


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    4-0, Huang Kaiwen came on and provided two assists right away.


    The most critical point is that his assists were extremely spectacular.


    The San Siro was alive with fluttering flags, with cheers rising wave after wave.


    ¡°Whoever doesn¡¯t jump is from the Nera Group, whoever doesn¡¯t jump is from the Nera Group, whoever doesn¡¯t jump is from the Nera Group...¡±


    The fans stood up, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, hopping and jumping around in the San Siro.


    Shevchenko affectionately wrapped his arm around Huang Kaiwen and walked back with him, knowing that with assists like those, he might even have a chance to become the Vice President of Ukraine in the future.


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°For the first time, I don¡¯t know how to describe a player.¡±


    ¡°He started in the UEFA Champions League and pulled off a hat-trick, and today, coming off the bench, he managed another two assists.¡±


    ¡°Kevin has played a total of four times for Milan in official matches, and his stats are absolutely perfect.


    If you consider his playing time, it¡¯s even more terrifying.¡±


    ¡°He played 4 minutes in the opening match, 62 minutes against Shakhtar Donetsk in the UEFA Champions League, 3 seconds in the third round of the league, and came on in the 72nd minute today.


    So far, Kevin¡¯s total playing time is only 84 minutes and 3 seconds, and he¡¯s been involved in 5 goals, averaging a goal every just over 16 minutes.


    I doubt there is any other player in Europe who can match Kevin¡¯s efficiency.¡±


    ¡°There are still 4 minutes of injury time to go, and Milan can already be pleased with today¡¯s match.¡±


    Just when the Italian commentator thought the match was over, Huang Kaiwen completely lit up the San Siro.


    Regina attacked frantically into Milan¡¯s half, trying to score a goal to salvage some pride, but Nesta snatched the ball and quickly made a direct pass.


    Standing in the backfield, Huang Kaiwen received the ball and started his show.


    He dribbled diagonally from the right flank towards the middle, then continued to carry the ball diagonally from the center towards the left flank, running askew and managing to dribble past several players, leaving the chasing Regina players behind.


    By the time he reached the edge of the penalty area, Kaka had already rushed forward.


    Huang Kaiwen made a low cross, and the ball rolled quickly to the center, where Kaka followed up with a curved shot that rewrote the score once again.


    Kaka immediately jumped onto Huang Kaiwen, who had his arms wide open, wrapping his legs around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s waist, resembling the pose of Liu Piaopiao and Yin Tianchou under a large tree.


    ¡°Milan, Milan!!!¡±


    As the referee blew the final whistle of the match, Huang Kaiwen was lifted high into the air by his teammates, once and again.


    When the Milan players came to the sidelines, Ancelotti bowed slightly and hurried over to Huang Kaiwen, looking like an old eunuch in the royal palace, asking with concern, ¡°Kevin, how are you feeling, is there any discomfort, do you need to visit the lab for a check-up?¡±


    ¡°Coach, I¡¯m fine.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen smiled and dodged Ancelotti, always feeling that there was something odd about his coach.


    ¡°Good, that¡¯s good.¡±


    Ancelotti, stroking his chin, muttered to himself, ¡°Looks like the Holy Artifact from Vietnam still works.


    It might be a good idea to buy some more stuff from them when I have time.¡±


    Back in the locker room, Huang Kaiwen was changing clothes and joking around with Kaka.


    ¡°Are we having another video game showdown today, Ricardo?¡±


    ¡°Who¡¯s afraid of whom?¡±


    Kaka felt that Huang Kaiwen was just taking advantage of the team¡¯s benefit.


    If he got to choose first, he was sure to win.


    ¡°Alright, you can drive me home later, and we¡¯ll play at my place.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Kaka had just agreed when his phone rang.


    He looked at the message with joy, then looked up and said, ¡°You¡¯ll need to come with me to the airport first; Caroline is coming, and after we pick her up, we¡¯ll go play at your place.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen felt a bit guilty, not saying a word.


    The two changed clothes and left together.


    He and Kaka picked up Caroline, a very polite young girl.


    ¡°Aren¡¯t you still in the middle of your term?


    How come you¡¯re here?¡± Kaka¡¯s question made Huang Kaiwen roll his eyes.


    Ah, that¡¯s that.


    He was lucky to have a girlfriend thanks to his handsome face.


    ¡°Because it¡¯s been a long time since I last saw you, hee,¡± Caroline Celico said with a smile.


    ¡°Alright, today I¡¯ve made plans to go to Kevin¡¯s place, so let¡¯s all head there together.¡±


    Kaka put his arm around Huang Kaiwen and said with a smile, ¡°This is Kevin, my good friend on the team.¡±


    ¡°Hello superstar, I¡¯ve watched your games in Brazil, both you and Ricardo are amazing and also very handsome.¡±


    Caroline extended her slender arm, shaking hands with Huang Kaiwen in a relaxed and natural manner.


    Huang Kaiwen puffed out his chest and said, ¡°No need to be so formal, if you¡¯re Kaka¡¯s girlfriend then you¡¯re my girlfriend too.¡±


    ¡°Get lost!¡±


    Kaka roared angrily and chased after Huang Kaiwen with his fists waving.


    Caroline covered her mouth and giggled, not expecting Kaka¡¯s friend to be so amusing.


    Hmm, she didn¡¯t mind him saying she was his girlfriend either, looking handsome.


    Had it been Stam, Caroline probably would have called the cops immediately.


    On the way home, Huang Kaiwen specifically bought a 5 Euro scratch card and scratched off 50 Euros.


    He knew in his heart that his luck wasn¡¯t bad today.


    That evening, hanging out with Kaka, Caroline clearly didn¡¯t find it very interesting.


    Barbara wasn¡¯t home, and the young lady felt bored.


    If it hadn¡¯t been for Huang Kaiwen¡¯s insistence on stopping, Kaka would have wanted to play a few more rounds.


    The next day was a day off, and the first thing Huang Kaiwen did after getting up in the morning was to buy scratch cards.


    Then he won not a single penny.


    He bought 10 more, but still, absolutely nothing.


    Even the newsstand owner found it strange because these things have a fixed payout rate and it was rare for someone to be so unlucky.


    This also verified one of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s guesses.


    Whether it was the ¡°Lucky Necklace¡± or the unused ¡°24-hour Lucky Potion,¡± both could increase a certain amount of luck.


    And each day, or every period of time, a person¡¯s luck is different.


    So even with the lucky necklace, his luck every day would still fluctuate.


    Like today, even with the necklace, his luck was still not great.


    It was probably because his luck was already in the negative today, and even with the necklace on, it was still negative.


    If he played like this, he¡¯d likely get injured quickly, especially since his injury rate from the last game had already accumulated sky-high, and more importantly, in such conditions, bad luck could lead to serious injuries.


    The day he made his appearance at San Siro, his luck was great, and he only suffered a minor toe injury while juggling the ball.


    After figuring it out, Huang Kaiwen bought a box of one hundred scratch cards to bring home, deciding to try his luck daily.


    In the afternoon, Huang Kaiwen received a call from Kaka.


    Caroline was planning to go shopping, and it was obvious that Kaka wanted to drag someone else into his misfortune.


    Huang Kaiwen could only heave a sigh.


    Maybe this was fate.


    When he got home, Huang Kaiwen found he indeed had 20 destiny points.


    ¡°Significantly change the destiny of future football star Luca Celio Rete, significantly alter the destiny of Luca Rete¡¯s mother, Caroline.¡±


    Click below to see the destiny unfold.


    Immediately there was a visual.


    ¡°Caroline Celico got to know you through Kaka,¡±


    ¡°You often went out together.


    You got injured and cheered for Kaka in the stands with Caroline.


    Caroline found you witty, humorous, and considerate.


    Comparing you with Kaka, Caroline thought Kaka was just an overgrown child,¡±


    ¡°Caroline realized she had fallen in love with you, and she decided to break the news to Kaka,¡±


    ¡°Kaka agreed to break up.


    Luca Rete would not be born, replaced by a child with Caroline.


    To commemorate the unborn little Luca, you name him Huang Luca,¡±


    ¡°Luca doesn¡¯t have much football talent but still joins the Milan Youth Team,¡±


    ¡°Barbara and Caroline have a close relationship, and she takes good care of Luca.


    The Milan Youth Team already has two of your kids, and newspapers often hyperbolically claim they are the New Pele? and New Maradona.


    Meanwhile, Kaka¡¯s son is just a minor character in the newspapers,¡±


    ¡°By the time they start playing U16, the reality becomes clear, and Luca outrageously manages to kick the ball five meters away,¡±


    ¡°Even so, by adulthood, they both receive professional contracts,¡±


    ¡°Though you and Kaka have retired, Kaka¡¯s son is still playing for Milan.


    You, Kaka, and your two sons often play poker in the stands to cheer for Kaka¡¯s son, little Rete,¡±


    ¡°Luca has a talent for poker, and he manages to beat you and Kaka so badly that you almost flip the table.


    Fortunately, he¡¯s a good kid and returns the money he wins from his brother,¡±


    ¡°The two lads get better and better playing together and eventually start beating you and Kaka at chess,¡±


    ¡°After years of honing his skills, Luca¡¯s poker ability improves, and he decides to enter professional tournaments.


    Coincidentally, his final opponent is Thomas Mu?ller, whom Luca never beat on the pitch but defeats at the poker table,¡±


    ¡°Later in a bridge tournament, Luca beats Gerard Pique?.


    Numerous football stars fall to him, and eventually, he earns a nickname ¡ª ¡®The God of Gamblers.''¡±

 Chapter 35 - 35 0035 Luis Figo played for Barca asking for recommendation tickets monthly tickets

    ?35: 0035 Luis Figo played for Barca (asking for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets) 35: 0035 Luis Figo played for Barca (asking for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets) On October 7th, during the Italian Super Cup replay against Lazio, Huang Kaiwen played for 13 minutes and assisted Shevchenko before getting injured, but Milan still lifted the cup with a 3:0 victory.


    Fortunately, it was just a dislocated shoulder this time, which would heal after a few days.


    The next day¡¯s Milan Sports Newspaper actually published a piece of news that shocked Huang Kaiwen.


    It was that someone had declared responsibility for his injury.


    ¡°A Nigerian wizard named Donalba claimed that Inter Milan¡¯s transfer director gave him 100,000 Euros to curse Milan¡¯s talented player Kevin.


    During the interview, he even showed us the ¡®curse doll¡¯ of Kevin.


    Kevin¡¯s frequent injuries were entirely due to this curse doll.


    Donalba also announced that he can¡¯t give up now because he is a professional wizard with work ethics.


    His fee is 20,000 Euros per year, and Inter Milan directly signed him for 5 years!¡±


    Seeing the photo of the straw doll on the newspaper, Huang Kaiwen almost believed it.


    Huang Kaiwen put down the paper and instantly understood the other party¡¯s intentions.


    It was just a publicity stunt.


    Capitalizing on the hype and then swindling people to give them money.


    It had taken so long for a ¡°wizard¡± claiming responsibility to pop up that Huang Kaiwen found it strange.


    The minds of Africans do work a little more slowly, he thought.


    In the study, he drew the blinds halfway and sat at his desk against the light.


    Feeling good about his setup, he pressed the bell, and the butler appeared immediately.


    ¡°Master.¡±


    The loyal butler Albert bowed slightly in greeting.


    ¡°Albert, go to the Milan Sports Newspaper and ask them to offer a reward of 1 million Euros on my behalf.


    Whoever can lift the curse, ensuring that I will not be troubled by frequent injuries for six months, will be able to claim the money,¡± he instructed.


    ¡°Certainly, Master.¡±


    Albert bowed once more and left the study.


    Huang Kaiwen stroked his chin, feeling that things were getting more interesting.


    1 million Euros would surely tempt many people.


    But his injury rate was regulated by the system; those demons and monsters, no matter how hard they tried, were helpless.


    Huang Kaiwen wanted to see how they would explain themselves in the end.


    Realizing he hadn¡¯t seen the young lady for several days, Huang Kaiwen made a phone call to Barbara.


    ¡°Darling?


    I heard you got hurt, how are you feeling?¡± the young lady asked with concern from the other end of the phone.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, nothing serious.


    I¡¯ll be able to play the next game.


    How about you, where are you?¡± Huang Kaiwen asked softly.


    Barbara was a bit stubborn but great with him.


    The last time they talked she was in Ethiopia.


    ¡°I¡¯m in the Congo, there¡¯s a really powerful wizard here.


    Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve brought plenty of bodyguards, there won¡¯t be any problems,¡± she reassured.


    ¡°That¡¯s good.


    Be careful when you go out in Africa, and it¡¯s best not to eat any strange food.


    Drink bottled water, as infectious diseases are quite severe there,¡± he advised.


    ¡°Alright, I got it!¡± she said, her laughter sweet.


    Hearing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s care, even the hot African weather seemed to drop a few degrees.


    She instructed over the phone, ¡°Make sure you eat on time when I¡¯m not there.


    If you don¡¯t want to cook, just have food delivered from a restaurant.¡±


    ¡°Mm, alright.¡±


    After chatting for half an hour, the young lady reluctantly hung up the phone.


    ...


    After the reward was announced, indeed, many people came forward.


    Unfortunately, Huang Kaiwen insisted on payment only after seeing results, so they could only register and start ¡°casting spells¡± at home.


    By October 17th, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulder was already healed.


    But Ancelotti still left him out of the squad list.


    Huang Kaiwen and Kaka¡¯s girlfriend Caroline sat together in the away stands, watching Milan¡¯s league match against Cagliari.


    ¡°We can win, right?¡± Caroline asked softly.


    ¡°Definitely, Cagliari isn¡¯t that strong.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen casually said.


    ¡°Defeating teams like Milan is a piece of cake, isn¡¯t it?¡±


    However, the game was a slap in the face; only in the final moments did Seedorf assist Pirlo to score a goal, and Milan struggled to secure a victory away from home.


    ¡°Milan would win easily, huh?¡± Caroline said, covering her mouth with a teasing smile.


    Huang Kaiwen, with a thick face, said, ¡°If I were playing, Milan would have easily won the game!¡±


    Caroline didn¡¯t say a word but pulled a funny face at him.


    She is indeed a cute girl.


    After the game, when Kaka had changed, the three of them grabbed something to eat together.


    On October 19th, after training had ended, Ancelotti found Huang Kaiwen and secretly handed him a package.


    The package was wrapped in tattered cloth, which made Huang Kaiwen seriously wonder if Ancelotti had picked it up from a trash can.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s puzzled look, Ancelotti whispered, ¡°I bought it from a Burmese guy, you¡¯ll start against Barc?a tomorrow, and this is said to be able to ward off curses if you boil it and drink the water.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Why didn¡¯t the Burmese guy cut out your kidneys instead?


    Faced with a coach who was rambling superstitiously, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t know what to say.


    Alas, he, Huang, must really have some serious bad karma.


    To put Ancelotti¡¯s mind at ease, Huang Kaiwen patted his chest and promised that he would drink it first thing the next morning.


    Tomorrow, against Barc?a, he planned to use his saved ¡°Injury Immunity Card.¡±


    On his way home, he threw the rag-wrapped package away.


    The next morning, Huang Kaiwen used the ¡°24-hour Injury Immunity Card.¡±


    When it was time to warm up, he chose to draw a card.


    ¡°Ding, you have obtained the 1997-1998 La Liga Season Round 21, Barcelona VS Real Madrid, Luis Figo Single-Match Experience Card¡±


    Huang Liwen¡¯s expression turned weird.


    Playing against Barc?a as Figo, he hoped the away fans wouldn¡¯t start throwing pig heads down at him.


    The recent draws had all been for wingers, which spared him the discomfort.


    If he were ever to draw a goalkeeper card, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t know what he would do.


    The Milan fans in the stands were already eager, with many of them displaying banners in support of Huang Kaiwen.


    Enshrouded by the ¡°curse,¡± the Milan fans were his most steadfast supporters.


    ¡°Both teams are fielding their strongest line-ups today.¡±


    Coach Zhang said with a smile, ¡°The fans are in for a treat, Milan against Barc?a, practically a showdown between the strongest teams in soccer.


    The clash between the master coaches Ancelotti and Rijkaard is also highly anticipated.¡±


    ¡°Yes, let¡¯s take a look at the starting line-ups of both sides.¡±


    Milan¡¯s 442 diamond midfield:


    Goalkeeper: Dida


    Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Stam, Cafu


    Midfielders: Gattuso, Pirlo, Huang Kaiwen, Kaka


    Forwards: Inzaghi, Shevchenko


    Barc?a¡¯s 433 with a single defensive midfielder and two central midfielders:


    Goalkeeper: Valdes


    Defenders: Van Bronckhorst, Puyol, Oleg Reynum, Belletti


    Midfielders: Deco, Mark, Xavi


    Forwards: Ronaldinho, Eto¡¯o, Larsson


    ¡°It¡¯s worth noting that on the Barc?a bench there sits the prodigious youngster Messi; he made his debut last season in a friendly against Porto, and in February of this year, he signed a professional contract with Barc?a that runs until 2012, a term of 8 years, highlighting how much Barc?a values him.


    It is worth mentioning that Inter Milan is also very interested in Messi.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen also noticed the ¡®future king of coal¡¯ on the substitute bench.


    With a fresh-faced appearance and a hairstyle similar to Aimar¡¯s medium-long hair, his style was very much avant-garde.


    Who could tell that this was one of the future tyrants of soccer?


    Luckily, he, Huang, was not afraid; his good buddy Kaka had largely recovered, and they could go compete with him first.

 Chapter 36 - 36 0036 Kai Kalian

    ?36: 0036 Kai Kalian 36: 0036 Kai Kalian The Coal Ball King had only recently scored his debut goal for the first team, having been promoted to the senior squad by Rijkaard just this October, and he had yet to make a starting appearance.


    Compared to him, Huang Kaiwen still had a long way to go.


    After all, Huang Kaiwen was a world-renowned prodigy who had already proven himself in both the UEFA Champions League and domestic league competitions.


    Today, with Figo¡¯s spirit in him and the fact that Huang Kaiwen already wore the number 10 jersey, how could he not become the protagonist of the match?


    Returning to the pitch through the players¡¯ tunnel after listening to the UEFA Champions League anthem, team captains Maldini and Puyol, both top-class defenders, exchanged flags amidst a distinctly cordial atmosphere during their handshake.


    But by 7:45 p.m., when the main referee blew the whistle to start the game, the atmosphere on the pitch changed completely.


    Barcelona kicked off the match.


    Eto¡¯o passed the ball back to Ronaldinho.


    Ronaldinho performed his signature dance moves in midfield.


    Shevchenko made a symbolic attempt to press, but Ronaldinho flicked the ball away with a deft ¡®cow¡¯s tail¡¯ move.


    What was even more infuriating was that Ronaldinho chose to pass the ball back after his dribble, meaning nothing serious, just playing around.


    Deco was the core of Barcelona, and together with the youthful Xavi and the Mexico international, Max, their midfield ball control was exceptional.


    After a few passes, the ball was back at Ronaldinho¡¯s feet.


    Today, Huang Kaiwen played as a right winger, directly opposite Ronaldinho, and naturally chose to go for the challenge as the opponent approached.


    Seeing the recently famous Huang Kaiwen, Ronaldinho cracked a smile and started showcasing his exquisite footwork.


    First, he stood still, swinging his leg.


    This kind of feint was something Brazilian players were particularly fond of.


    It was like children beckoning challengers in a game, daring them to ¡®catch me if you can¡¯.


    The provocative nature of the action was far greater than its practicality.


    When Huang Kaiwen rushed in and reached out his foot, Ronaldinho¡¯s leg didn¡¯t just swipe over the ball but instead he lightly tapped it to the oncoming Deco, who then drove the ball towards the frontfield.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s expression turned ugly.


    What the hell, a footballing sprite that amuses everyone, but isn¡¯t using me for everyone¡¯s entertainment going a bit too far?


    He would also make sure Ronaldinho got a taste of being toyed with if the chance arose.


    Deco quickly found a passing line.


    He delivered a direct pass to Eto¡¯o.


    Although the pass reached the front of Milan¡¯s defense, Eto¡¯o struggled to find a good opportunity; after moving sideways for a few steps, he reluctantly took a long shot, which Dida effortlessly caught.


    After Dida¡¯s clearance, the ball went to the right flank.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t pass immediately, choosing to take on Ronaldo himself.


    He executed a stepover, waited for Ronaldo to reach in, then flicked the ball past him with his left foot before passing to Kaka.


    Kaka¡¯s striking power was immense, and Max simply couldn¡¯t stop him; once he reached the edge of the box, he played a through ball past Puyol on the left into the area, and Shevchenko, from the right of the large box, shot low, which Valdes narrowly deflected out for a corner.


    ¡°Since the start of the game, both teams have been very aggressive in their attacks.¡±


    ¡°The two teams have different styles, with Milan¡¯s attack being more direct and straightforward, while Barcelona tends to control the ball more.


    But there¡¯s no doubt that both teams are among the world¡¯s elite.¡±


    ¡°AC Milan have a corner opportunity, Pirlo is walking over to take it.¡±


    In Barcelona¡¯s penalty area, several of Milan¡¯s aerial specialists were marked closely.


    Slap¡ª


    After his run-up, Pirlo delivered the ball to the middle.


    A number of players in the box jumped up together.


    Huang Kaiwen, having recently recovered from an injury, also joined the fray.


    Just as he jumped, he felt a push from behind and lost his balance, falling inside the box.


    Oleg Reynum took the opportunity to clear the ball.


    Sitting in the Barc?a Penalty Area, Huang Kaiwen looked up, spread his hands, and the main referee shook his finger at him before running away.


    Holding Kaka¡¯s hand to stand up, Huang Kaiwen angrily turned and glared at Puyol.


    It was the Barc?a captain who had been standing behind him just now.


    Ancelotti continued to mutter to the fourth official from the sideline.


    Puyol committing a foul on Huang Kaiwen from behind, was this acceptable?


    This violated Milan¡¯s law number 112, and if possible, Ancelotti would have executed Puyol on the spot.


    Unfortunately, Milan¡¯s laws were not as universally applicable as Catalonia¡¯s, leaving the fourth official unmoved.


    Thankfully, Gattuso successfully intercepted the opponent¡¯s pass and sent a cross to the right flank with one kick.


    Cafu charged forward with the ball, and after spotting Huang Kaiwen¡¯s position, he chose to lob the ball over the top.


    Huang Kaiwen, with his Figo-like sense of the ball, lightly reached out with his foot while on the run, calming the ball down.


    Without slowing down, he continued to sprint along the sideline with the ball.


    Ancelotti spotted a problem.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s speed was not as fast as it had been in the previous match.


    His heart skipped a beat.


    Damn it, it must have been from Puyol¡¯s collision!


    Ancelotti thought it over, and since he didn¡¯t know anyone ruthless enough to hire a hitman, he decided to temporarily spare Puyol.


    Van Bronckhorst charged towards Huang Kaiwen.


    After a one-two wall pass with Kaka, Huang Kaiwen accelerated and cut inside from the right into the penalty area.


    The Barc?a captain Puyol lowered his center of gravity slightly and spread his legs apart.


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen began to dribble forward with step-overs.


    After two step-overs, his right foot suddenly tapped the ball and then he quickly shifted his weight.


    The right foot that had just touched the ball supported him, while his left foot came around from behind.


    A rabona, sending a fast, low cross.


    In the blink of an eye, the ball had reached the center of the small penalty box.


    Before Valdes could react, Shevchenko had already darted in front of the goal, softly pushing the ball with the instep, sending it into the bottom right corner of the net.


    Shevchenko headed towards the stands to celebrate.


    Kaka ran over and, with an arm around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulder, they walked back together.


    ¡°You¡¯re in good form today,¡± Kaka said with a smile.


    ¡°You see,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, scratching his head and sporting a proud expression, said, ¡°I just like playing against big clubs, not really interested in the average teams.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good, we¡¯ll take down the UEFA Champions League together.¡±


    The two chatted and laughed as they walked back.


    On the bench, a confused Messi looked on with envy, his expression full of eagerness.


    He wished he could start in the UEFA Champions League just like those big stars from Milan.


    That Milan number 10, it¡¯s said he never received professional training, yet he had such skill.


    Messi thought that must be what they call a natural talent; he himself had trained professionally for so many years to reach his current level.


    If that guy had also undergone formal professional training, how high would his level be by now?


    Today, Messi¡¯s home team seemed to have the upper hand but couldn¡¯t score.


    They kept controlling the ball in midfield, yet couldn¡¯t find any good opportunities.


    The Milan defense, led by Maldini, ranked among the best in history; Barcelona¡¯s attacking players nearly found no chances to enter the penalty area.


    At the 25th minute, Milan launched another counter-attack.


    Pirlo sent a long pass directly to Kaka, who, while moving, passed the ball to the right flank to Huang Kaiwen, who then pushed it forward again.


    Kaka, challenged by Max, continued to pass to the flank.


    This time, Van Bronckhorst came up with a sliding tackle.


    Huang Kaiwen pulled the ball with his left foot, accelerated to dodge and carried the ball into the penalty area.

 Chapter 38 - 38 0038 Jujutsu Kaisen Second Time

    ?38: 0038 Jujutsu Kaisen Second Time 38: 0038 Jujutsu Kaisen Second Time Huang Kaiwen¡¯s kick had the finesse of Figo at eighty percent.


    The ball soared from the ground, flying over the charging Valdes¡¯s head and drilled into the goal.


    3:0


    San Siro Stadium fell silent for a moment before erupting with today¡¯s most scorching cheers.


    ¡°Kevin!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!!!¡±


    The Milan fans were shouting like crazy.


    What they saw was not just a goal, but Milan¡¯s tomorrow.


    Be it Kaka¡¯s long sprint or Huang Kaiwen¡¯s consecutive amazing dribbles, both would be the team¡¯s ace up the sleeve.


    For an ordinary team, having one player who can dribble past opponents is already great, but Milan actually has two.


    What chance do other teams have?


    Ancelotti swung his arms back and forth, like the Hulk, still shouting something unintelligible.


    Huang Kaiwen, celebrating with his teammates, was genuinely a bit worried for Ancelotti.


    Always buying stuff from those Southeast Asian scammers, Ancelotti hadn¡¯t consumed some fake drugs, had he?


    ¡°This goal.¡±


    ¡°Splendid!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Incomparable, Huang Kaiwen working magic with his feet in front of the world¡¯s most technically skilled Barc?a, showing off his own technique.


    Even though he¡¯s fast, hey, I just don¡¯t use speed to dribble past; I use skill.


    From this, you can also see Huang Kaiwen¡¯s tremendous confidence,¡± Zhang said with a chuckle.


    Puyol thought the same.


    Having watched Huang Kaiwen¡¯s game videos before, Puyol knew the opponent was really fast.


    But in today¡¯s game, the opponent didn¡¯t use his speed but instead rhythm to get past players.


    Was that a provocation, thinking they didn¡¯t need to go all out against Barc?a?


    And he even scored through his goal earlier, damn it.


    Watching Huang Kaiwen¡¯s retreating figure, Puyol clenched his fists tightly, ready to teach the young man a lesson later on.


    A few minutes later, Rijkaard subbed in the 20-year-old Iniesta for Ronaldinho.


    Ronaldinho, utterly dissatisfied when he left the pitch, ignored the coach¡¯s outstretched hand and went straight to the bench.


    ¡°Rijkaard and Ronaldinho haven¡¯t communicated well ah.


    Ronaldinho¡¯s performance today is indeed average, but I think Rijkaard should trust him more, after all, Ronaldinho scored 19 goals last season,¡±


    ¡°The youngster Iniesta, like Xavi, is also a genius from Barc?a¡¯s La Masia academy.


    Subbing him in might have an effect,¡±


    ¡°Today, Ronaldinho really played a bit selfishly.¡±


    Right after getting on the pitch, Iniesta was a bit nervous, but after a while, he found his rhythm.


    In the 76th minute, Barc?a launched another attack.


    Xavi turned on the spot to get rid of a defender and then passed the ball straight to Iniesta¡¯s feet.


    Huang Kaiwen never thought that he, Huang Kai, would match up with both Iniesta and Ronaldinho in the same game.


    After Iniesta received the ball, he pulled back with his feet, and Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyelids twitched.


    Don¡¯t think I won¡¯t know what you¡¯re trying to do just because you¡¯re a junior.


    Deep-fried meatball!


    Huang Kaiwen understood Iniesta all too well.


    As Iniesta moved the ball from his right to his left foot, and his left foot pushed forward, Huang Kaiwen stretched out his foot and hooked the ball over.


    Then, with rapid footwork, he copied the movements Iniesta had just made.


    He moved the ball with his right foot to where Iniesta was.


    As soon as Iniesta stretched out his foot, Huang Kaiwen transferred the ball to his left, his body swayed, and with a deep-fried meatball move, he bypassed the opponent.


    Beautiful!!!


    Kaka, who was nearby waiting to support, saw Huang Kaiwen successfully dribble past and hurriedly ran forward with him.


    He thought Huang Kaiwen was going to pass the ball.


    Unexpectedly, Huang Kaiwen turned the tables.


    Rijkaard on the sidelines kept shaking his head, Iniesta was still too green.


    Look at the opponent¡¯s deep-fried meatball, it didn¡¯t have the slightest hint of greenness.


    Compared to Huang Kaiwen, your meatball can¡¯t even fetch a good price.


    Milan counterattacked again, making Gerard¡¯s heart clench.


    When Huang Kaiwen dribbled down the right flank.


    Facing Van Bronckhorst, he pulled off the ¡°fried meatball¡± trick again.


    The Barc?a manager¡¯s brows were furrowing nonstop.


    Was he getting addicted to using the ¡°fried meatball¡±?


    But he did it so well.


    His shoulders and body¡¯s center of gravity were perfectly coordinated, the movements flowing smoothly.


    He slipped past the Dutch and Barc?a¡¯s double-threat left back with just one confrontation.


    This time, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t carry the ball into the box.


    Seeing Puyol looking like he might come over, he twisted his body on the flank and delivered a cross.


    Thwack¡ª


    The cross had a big curve, and even Shevchenko in the middle who raced for the header couldn¡¯t reach it, misjudging the position.


    However, Inzaghi, following up at the far post, slid in near the left upright and sent the ball into the goal.


    Boom¡ª


    San Siro Stadium erupted once more.


    Inzaghi leaped onto Huang Kaiwen, causing Ancelotti¡¯s eyelids to twitch.


    He quickly turned back to look at the bench and signaled Seedorf over with a flick of his finger.


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen had a foreboding feeling.


    Indeed, two minutes later he was substituted by Seedorf.


    As he took the towel Ancelotti handed him, Huang Kaiwen suddenly felt the urge to strangle his coach with it.


    But Ancelotti meant well, so he could only depressingly take his seat back on the bench.


    Seeing the empty spot next to Rui Costa, he asked Crespo to sit there and settled down next to Ambrosini.


    Huang Kaiwen did not want to discuss any philosophical issues with Rui Costa.


    After he left the field, Milan failed to score another goal.


    With three assists and one goal, Huang Kaiwen was named man of the match.


    At the post-match press conference, Barc?a¡¯s coach Gerard was generous with his praise for Huang Kaiwen: ¡°We knew before the match that Milan would be tough to play against.


    Kevin and Kaka are both super geniuses.


    Having two players like that has already decided the result of the game.


    Kevin¡¯s playing style is so unpredictable.


    Our preparation for him before the match couldn¡¯t be utilized, and that¡¯s the biggest problem.


    Today, Kevin dominated the game, but when we get back to Camp Nou, we will definitely do better.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen did not attend the press conference; he wasn¡¯t very interested.


    He is the future boss¡¯s man, and rounding up, he¡¯s practically the boss of Milan, and when did you ever see team owners showing their faces all the time?


    Inzaghi, moved to tears, was pulled by Huang Kaiwen to attend the press conference in his place.


    He just felt Huang Kaiwen was considerate.


    Not only did he provide the assist but also let him have the limelight after the game.


    Inzaghi also had plenty of good things to say about Huang Kaiwen at the press conference.


    After dinner with Kaka and Caroline, Huang Kaiwen went home and boredly turned on the TV, only to be stunned.


    Barbara actually returned!


    And there was a live TV broadcast.


    Huang, himself, didn¡¯t even know that the young miss would return today, yet the TV station knew.


    Upon further thought, considering it¡¯s all under Be¡¯s umbrella, knowing the young miss¡¯s flight application was too easy.


    He guessed Barbara thought it was rather late, so she didn¡¯t inform him.


    On the TV, Barbara was as elegant as ever, her presence commanding.


    But behind her were a bunch of oddly-shaped guys.


    One with a mask and body paint, holding a wooden spear in his hand.


    Another holding a big black pot, dressed entirely in black, with a bag of glass fiber on his shoulder, the Chinese characters for ¡°urea¡± conspicuously visible.


    One carrying a wooden scepter with a coconut tied to it, wearing a tattered robe made of animal skins and bird feathers, adorned with bits and pieces of metal.


    The last one had nails that were 10 centimeters long, one hand painted as colorful as a spider, a small crocodile skin bag on the left waist, and a dagger of unknown material on the right hip.


    One would think it was a tribal delegation.


    Huang Kaiwen knew his good days were over.


    Jujutsu Kaisen, the second battle begins!

 Chapter 39 - 39 0039 Seven Arrows with Nail Head Seeking Recommendation and Monthly Tickets

    ?39: 0039 Seven Arrows with Nail Head (Seeking Recommendation and Monthly Tickets) 39: 0039 Seven Arrows with Nail Head (Seeking Recommendation and Monthly Tickets) When he got home, he saw Huang Kaiwen was still awake.


    Barbara immediately rushed over, passionately sharing how much she missed him.


    ¡°Dear, you have no idea how terrifying Africa can be.¡±


    ¡°You must be exhausted.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said, steeling himself.


    With Barbara¡¯s return, he would soon meet those wizards, and Huang Kaiwen was feeling uneasy.


    ¡°It¡¯s so poor there; many children have nothing to eat.¡±


    Hearing the young lady say this, Huang Kaiwen immediately looked at her warily and asked, ¡°Did you donate money?¡±


    ¡°No, but I plan to encourage others to donate.¡±


    ¡°Good, being charitable is commendable.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen patted the young lady¡¯s back and laughed.


    Using your own money for charity is one thing, but using others¡¯ money is another matter entirely.


    We¡¯re not donating money; we¡¯re just providing a platform.


    By the end, the reputation will still be ours, and who knows, we might even make some money.


    There¡¯s not much money at home to begin with, less than two hundred million euros; continuing with charity would eventually lead to bankruptcy.


    Seeing how sensible the young lady was, Huang Kaiwen gave her a princess carry into the house.


    Thunder from the sky met fire from the earth, and they reveled till dawn.


    The next day was a holiday, and Huang Kaiwen had no plans to get up early.


    But he hadn¡¯t even fully woken up when the young lady woke him up.


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, half-asleep, glared fiercely at the young lady, thinking that if she didn¡¯t have a good reason, no one would get out of bed today.


    ¡°Get ready, I¡¯ve brought the wizards over to break the curse for you.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ¡°...¡±


    ¡°Honey, hurry up, the wizards I invited are all very well-known.¡±


    What else could Huang Kaiwen say?


    He could only obediently get out of bed, wash up, and wait for those charlatans to arrive.


    Barbara¡¯s efficiency was no joke.


    Approximately 40 minutes later, four ¡°highly powerful¡± wizards were already standing in Huang Kaiwen¡¯s living room.


    Before Huang Kaiwen could speak, Barbara had pushed him onto the couch.


    Then, the four wizards examined Huang Kaiwen as if they were visiting a zoo.


    It was unclear what was wrong with them; they were almost in his face.


    Seeing nails that were over 10 centimeters long, Huang Kaiwen was afraid that any slight movement could disfigure him.


    One wizard, covered in face paint and with astonishingly yellow teeth, had a smell so bad that Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t even know how to describe it; it made him want to vomit.


    ¡°Evil spirits are at work, evil spirits are at work.¡±


    ¡°Kurulu has told me that this is a malicious blood curse, it needs holy medicine to be lifted.¡±


    ¡°Bleeding, we must let blood!¡±


    Listening to the wizards speaking in either French or English, Huang Kaiwen found it unreliable.


    Especially the one talking about bloodletting; are you sure you didn¡¯t learn that from 18th-century European medical practices?


    So many figures of history had literally been bled to death.


    A group of rulers¡¯ descendants, possibly all believers in God, could they actually summon the local African gods?


    Huang Kaiwen placed his last hope on the wizard who hadn¡¯t spoken yet and was dressed in animal skins.


    Noticing the benefactor looking at him.


    This wizard immediately spoke up, in a perfect London accent: ¡°I¡¯ve encountered such curses before.


    They were cast using the caster¡¯s own blood and are terribly difficult to dispel.


    Fortunately, I have brought the remains of a previous shaman.¡±


    Damn!


    Huang Kaiwen felt like he wouldn¡¯t survive the day.


    Under the threatening gaze of the young lady, Huang Kaiwen resigned himself to his fate.


    Half an hour later, in his own yard.


    The Ababa wizard was stirring a large pot, continuously pulling out dark things from a bag of urea and throwing them in; Huang Kaiwen recognized dried lizards, but not the other items.


    He swirled his large stick around his twisting body, muttering under his breath, looking just like a villain from ¡°The Smurfs¡±.


    Huang Kaiwen sat on the side, with a Gugulitu witch doctor covered in tattoos and wearing a mask, hopping around him, endlessly waving a long spear.


    Seeing his colleague stealing his show, the Kurulu witch doctor with a coconut tied to his staff also started performing his rituals, throwing powder into the campfire which flared intermittently.


    Huang Kaiwen seriously doubted he was throwing in white phosphorus.


    Finally, Oliseba, with his long fingernails, under Huang Kaiwen¡¯s desperate resistance, finally gave up on bloodletting therapy, but his curses were still very bloody.


    Sacrificing ten chickens for their blood, he took out a primate¡¯s skull, dunked it in, and started chanting.


    These witch doctors from Africa each displayed their supernatural abilities, terrifying Huang Kaiwen.


    Seeing the unease on Huang Kaiwen¡¯s face, Barbara gently persuaded him, ¡°Dear, just endure a little, it will be over.


    These are some of the most renowned witch doctors in Africa.


    Ababa comes from Nigeria, and he¡¯s helped many high-profile figures before.


    Oliseba specializes in countering witchcraft, a renowned witch-killer, he will surely get revenge for you.


    The Kurulu witch doctor once cast a spell that wiped out an entire tribe...¡±


    After a while, Oliseba, who had arrived first, fished out the skull.


    Huang Kaiwen asked with a look of despair, ¡°There¡¯s no meat on this, how do I eat it?¡±


    ¡°Smash it, smashing it will break the curse.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, now elated from hell to heaven, immediately complied, violently smashing the primate skull.


    The two dance-performing witch doctors also finished their task quickly, as it was all physically demanding work.


    Unfortunately, Huang Kaiwen eventually could not escape Ababa¡¯s magical potion.


    He grimaced and drank it, a taste indescribable surging from his crown down to his lower body.


    Huang Kaiwen rushed to the bathroom immediately.


    By the afternoon, after more than 20 trips to the restroom, Huang Kaiwen was still suffering from vomiting and diarrhea.


    It got a bit better after 4 p.m.


    ¡°Master.¡±


    Albert knocked on the study door and came in, saying, ¡°There¡¯s a witch doctor outside asking to see you.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t see him, haven¡¯t I said it before?


    No effectiveness, no payment.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen grumbled, waving his hand from the desk.


    ¡°But he said he came especially from China.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, although skeptical that a compatriot could treat his systemic disease, saw no harm in meeting him.


    ¡°Bring him in.¡±


    A few minutes later, a bald man joined them in the study.


    ¡°Master Huang, I am here today specifically to resolve your issue.¡±


    ¡°Oh?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen looked at him with a forced smile, asking, ¡°How does the master plan to resolve it?¡±


    ¡°To treat the symptoms without treating the root cause is equal to not treating at all.


    I plan to kill the person who cast the spell from the source, to let all the witches in the world know you are not to be messed with.


    Next time, no one will dare to touch you.¡±


    Holy shit, this guy is ruthless.


    Huang Kaiwen had not expected him to be so blunt; could it be a Shaolin Martial Monk taking up freelance work?


    Was this, like, assassination on demand?


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s changing expression, the bald man took out a worn, ancient book from his cloth bag and presented it before Huang Kaiwen, saying, ¡°The ancient treasure, the Book of Seven Arrows, Master Huang must have heard of it.


    No one can escape it, once used, that witch doctor is done for.¡±


    ¡°Hold on, master,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen sat up, legs crossed, and asked, ¡°I heard this treasure belongs to Lu Ya, how come it ended up in your hands?¡±


    ¡°You only know one part and not the other.


    Back in the days, during the Western religion era, this treasure was destined for our church.


    Lu Ya bestowed it onto our second religious leader, and thus it came into our possession.¡±


    Holy shit, that sounds so logical.


    This really feels like the Western Church.


    But don¡¯t you fucking know that the ¡®Investiture of the Gods¡¯ is bullshit?


    I¡¯m a college graduate, at least.


    You think you can deceive me, treating me like a fool?


    Huang Kaiwen clapped continuously, pressing a bell to call Albert in.


    ¡°Since the master possesses such a valuable treasure, then, please, stay in Milan to perform your spell.


    I know the Book of Seven Arrows requires 21 days to work; I¡¯ll pay immediately if it¡¯s effective.¡±


    ¡°Albert, find two bodyguards to protect the master well, even when he goes to the toilet, don¡¯t let him out of the bodyguards¡¯ sight.¡±


    Watching the con artist being dragged away by the old butler, Huang Kaiwen gritted his teeth hard.


    You just wait if it doesn¡¯t work in 21 days.


    Today, having swallowed a bellyful of ¡®magical¡¯ medicine and not knowing how to vent his anger, Huang Kaiwen found someone had just delivered themselves to him.

 Chapter 40 - 40 0040 Evil Inter Milan

    ?40: 0040 Evil Inter Milan 40: 0040 Evil Inter Milan ¡°Today we are fortunate to have Miss Barbara, the head of Public Relations for Milan, on our program.


    Everyone in the country is curious about your trip to Africa to consult a wizard.


    Could you tell us about it?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen lay on the sofa watching TV.


    Barbara was on the show today, on a station owned by Be.


    The young lady was wearing a beautiful dress, her legs crossed, sitting with utmost ladylike posture.


    Then she launched into an indictment of Inter Milan.


    ¡°In Africa, I consulted several highly respected wizards with powerful magic.


    They have confirmed that Kevin has been cursed¡ªcursed viciously.


    It¡¯s the kind of spell that costs the spellcaster their own life force.


    Although the wizards have broken the curse, I don¡¯t know if Kevin has recovered.


    Inter Milan has gone too far.


    What did Kevin do wrong...¡±


    Seeing Miss Barbara¡¯s tearful demeanor on TV, Huang Kaiwen felt a bit guilty.


    What¡¯s more critical is that the next match is the Milan Derby.


    There is no doubt her interview at this time will heighten the attention on this match.


    Huang Kaiwen also felt a headache.


    He had used the ¡°24-Hour Injury Immunity Card¡± against Barc?a, and now his injury probability had skyrocketed.


    If he ¡°took revenge¡± in the next match, it would be quite dramatic.


    But he estimated that in the next match, he would get injured within a few seconds of taking the field.


    In his hand, he still had a bottle of ¡°24-Hour Lucky Potion¡±, aka blessing oil.


    If it came down to it, he would use it to see how long he could last in the Milan Derby.


    After being amplified by TV.


    Inter Milan was put on the grill.


    A wave of anti-Inter sentiment swept across Italy.


    The ¡°Turin Sport Report¡± was even more proactive than the ¡°Milan Team Report¡±, wishing they could put Inter Milan to death in one fell swoop.


    They even suggested the Italian Football Federation should relegate Inter Milan and UEFA should ban them from European competitions.


    Many Italians, when interviewed, expressed support for Huang Kaiwen and contempt for Inter Milan.


    In this wave, everyone was flaunting political correctness, everyone except Inter was being hit.


    Even Inter Milan fans came out to protest against Moratti.


    It¡¯s not a new thing for Inter Milan fans to protest against Moratti.


    Last year, they were cursing Vieri and Moratti in the stands.


    Similar incidents happened before; Inter Milan fans have never been satisfied.


    Although Moratti is a bit unreliable, he¡¯s really willing to spend money on Inter.


    Ungrateful, all of them.


    Wait until they meet Zhang Kangyang, then they will learn to respect.


    October 24th, San Siro Stadium.


    Today, the crowd exceeded 85,000.


    Milan fans had already hoisted banners high on the stands early on, in support of Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Kevin, fight on.¡±


    ¡°Evil ones will never have the last laugh.¡±


    There were also some banners that pointed the finger at Inter Milan¡¯s higher-ups, and many Inter fans wore T-shirts with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s face on them to show their support.


    Huang Kaiwen really wanted to ask, who the hell gave you the portrait rights?


    But, eh, this round really seems like destiny is on my side.


    Changing in the locker room, Huang Kaiwen downed the ¡°24-Hour Lucky Potion¡± and then took out a scratch card he carried with him.


    He reckoned he would be very lucky today.


    Inzaghi crowded around out of curiosity, and as Huang Kaiwen¡¯s coin scraped away the surface of the card, Inzaghi let out a howl like a stepped-on cat.


    ¡°Kevin won 500,000!¡±


    His voice instantly drew the attention of everyone in the locker room.


    Milan players gathered around, gasping in astonishment.


    They¡¯d bought 5 euro scratch cards themselves, but at most would win a couple of hundred.


    But to actually see someone win the grand prize right in front of them?


    Seeing someone you know win feels worse than losing your own money.


    ¡°You¡¯ve got to treat us to a meal!¡±


    The discontent Inzaghi, not letting go of Huang Kaiwen, insisted.


    ¡°Right, you must treat us to a meal.¡±


    ¡°This time it¡¯s a feast.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m going to order a few more bottles of wine.¡±


    ¡°Hey, you guys are too much, that¡¯s enough.¡±


    Maldini shooed away the AC Milan players like flies and said to Huang Kaiwen, ¡°Don¡¯t mind them.¡±


    ¡°No problem, it¡¯s good for everyone to enjoy together.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.


    Seeing his luck so good, Huang Kaiwen felt much relieved.


    There shouldn¡¯t be any problems with today¡¯s Milan Derby.


    As for treating everyone to a meal, was that even a matter of concern?


    Even if he hadn¡¯t won the lottery, Huang Kaiwen often picked up the tab, and now he had even more reason to do so.


    On second thought, with his luck being so good today, he figured his card draws should be even more impressive.


    Looking at his full 100 points of [Expectation Value], Huang Kaiwen chose to draw a card.


    [Ding, obtained the 1934 World Cup Final experience card, Italy VS Czechoslovakia, single match experience of Giuseppe Meazza]


    Boom¡ª


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s head buzzed.


    Giuseppe Meazza!


    The stadium they were playing in today was called San Siro/Meazza; when Inter Milan was home, it was called Meazza Stadium.


    Giuseppe Meazza was one of the greatest stars in Inter Milan¡¯s history.


    He was also a key player in Italy¡¯s victories in the 1934 and 1938 World Cup.


    Great skills and shooting, the key being he could play on the wings as well as in the centre.


    Not like when he drew [Trezeguet] and ended up a centre-forward playing on the flanks.


    Luck was truly on his side.


    It was time for the ¡°evil Inter Milan¡± to reap what they had sown!


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen laughing so happily, Inzaghi felt even more depressed.


    His incredibly handsome Filippo was out of luck compared to Kevin, which was incomprehensible!


    ...


    After warming up, Ancelotti handed Huang Kaiwen a small paper packet and said, ¡°I bought this exorcism powder from the Filipinos, you can sprinkle it on the field.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Fat Ancelotti was aiming for the stars.


    By the time he retired, his Wikipedia page would probably read: Renowned football coach and occultist.


    Thankfully, he didn¡¯t have to drink it, otherwise Huang Kaiwen would¡¯ve shoved it all into Ancelotti¡¯s mouth.


    After satisfying Ancelotti¡¯s request, Huang Kaiwen returned to the player¡¯s tunnel.


    Zhang was already eager to introduce the lineups for both teams to the fans in front of the TV.


    ¡°It¡¯s another year¡¯s Milan Derby, and today¡¯s game is of great interest.¡±


    ¡°Because of Huang Kaiwen, more fans support AC Milan, and quite a few Inter Milan fans are also wearing masks with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s image.¡±


    ¡°Today¡¯s match is a football feast, with the Milan giants boasting numerous stars.


    Let¡¯s take a look at the lineups for both teams.¡±


    AC Milan 442 diamond midfield:


    Goalkeeper: Dida,


    Defence: Pancaro, Maldini, Nesta, Cafu,


    Midfield: Gattuso, Pirlo, Huang Kaiwen, Kaka,


    Forwards: Shevchenko, Crespo.


    Inter Milan 442 diamond midfield:


    Goalkeeper: Alberto Fontana,


    Defence: Favalli, Materazzi, Cordoba, Sannetti,


    Midfield: Emre Belozoglu, Cambiasso, Stankovic?, Veron,


    Forwards: Vieri, Adriano.

 Chapter 43 - 43 0043 Kevin Huang Buzzer Beater Requesting monthly and recommendation tickets

    ?43: 0043 Kevin Huang, Buzzer Beater (Requesting monthly and recommendation tickets) 43: 0043 Kevin Huang, Buzzer Beater (Requesting monthly and recommendation tickets) Huang Kaiwen was moving around on the sidelines.


    He was still a bit unsteady on his feet.


    Applause erupted from the San Siro Stadium.


    Both sets of fans highly praised Huang Kaiwen¡¯s determination to continue despite his injury.


    Kaka and Pirlo gathered around him, worried that Huang Kaiwen might fall after a couple of steps.


    ¡°Are you really okay?¡±


    ¡°I can still play.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen persuaded Pirlo, ¡°Go take the free kick, let¡¯s continue the game.¡±


    ¡°Alright, but if you can¡¯t keep going, let the coach substitute you.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shook his legs a couple more times before slowly making his way to the wall.


    Cambiasso flinched, subconsciously squeezing closer to his teammate, fearing that if this fragile man came over and got hurt by him, he¡¯d become the number one villain in Italian football by tomorrow.


    After a short run-up, Pirlo kicked the ball toward the center, and the wall scattered rushing into the box.


    Huang Kaiwen was the first to dash in, facing Cordoba.


    He quickly received the ball, turned around, and passed it back.


    Gattuso, receiving the ball on the left, passed it right where Cafu, coming up to support, immediately sent a high ball into the box.


    The continual switching of flanks confused quite a few people.


    By the time the ball flew into the box, Materazzi from Inter Milan jumped too late, and the ball was already in the center.


    Shevchenko jumped up close, but Fontana beat him to it and punched the ball away with his fist.


    In the chaos at the edge of the box, Cambiasso kick-cleared the ball to midfield, sending it out of play.


    Before long after Milan threw the ball in from the touchline, the referee blew the whistle for halftime.


    Kaka was the first to run over to Huang Kaiwen, asking with concern, ¡°Are you okay?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, just a minor issue.¡±


    ¡°Let the team doctor have a look at halftime.¡±


    ¡°Sure.¡±


    Back in the locker room, before Huang Kaiwen could speak, the team doctor had already come over.


    After tapping here and looking there, he found Huang Kaiwen¡¯s thigh was indeed fine, just a slight abrasion on his arm, then he nodded to Ancelotti.


    Ancelotti breathed a sigh of relief, took a handkerchief from his suit jacket, wiped the sweat off his face, and said to the players, ¡°Everyone knows what¡¯s going on between us and Inter Milan.


    They¡¯ve resorted to dirty tricks, and even their fans have turned against them.


    Now, the whole city of Milan, even Italy, is on our side.


    In the face of such an opponent, Kevin chose to bravely confront them.


    You, as his teammates, should also step up and support him.


    For the fans nationwide, for justice, for Kevin, we must win today!¡±


    Maldini took the lead, and the other teammates also responded strongly.


    Now, with overwhelming public support, Huang, as a person, couldn¡¯t let everyone down.


    As the saying goes, water can float a boat, and sink it too.


    For the desires of the Italian people, today, Huang too had to win.


    After the break, the Milan players returned to the tunnel with high spirits.


    Standing in the tunnel, the contrast between the two sets of players was stark.


    A team with a cause is different.


    ¡°Milan, Milan, we only support you, Milan, Milan, always for you...¡±


    As the fans sang, the match restarted.


    Inter Milan kicked off and sounded the charge, with Milan players aggressively challenging right from the start.


    After a cautious back pass from Inter Milan, Materazzi cleared the ball towards the front.


    But this time, Nesta, well-positioned, didn¡¯t give them a chance, leaping high to head the ball to Cafu.


    Clap¡ª


    Cafu also retaliated with a powerful kick.


    In comparison to Inter Milan¡¯s clearance, Cafu¡¯s long pass was much more precise.


    The ball diagonally crossed half the field to find Gattuso, who drove the ball forward.


    He also noticed that today¡¯s defense from Inter Milan towards him was lax, carrying some anger with him.


    After all, he too wore the number 8 jersey.


    Seeing Stankovic? charging at him, Gattuso immediately passed the ball.


    Kaka, while running down the middle, skipped over the ball, and Huang Kaiwen, understanding his intention, moved from the right to take it.


    Cambiasso was somewhat in panic.


    Facing two attackers at once, he couldn¡¯t defend against them.


    As he hesitated, Huang Kaiwen had already passed the ball beside him, and Kaka quickly moved forward to pass a through ball.


    In the penalty area, Crespo ran to the right side of the small box and fired a shot, which Fontana, raising both hands, deflected out for a corner.


    Another corner.


    ¡°AC Milan has had many corners today.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s see what they do this time, Inter Milan has Materazzi.¡±


    The corner taken by Pirlo was cleared again, and Gattuso¡¯s foul also broke up Inter Milan¡¯s counterattack.


    In the 66th minute, Inter Milan made the first substitution, with Mancini replacing Vieri with Martins.


    Ancelotti also wanted to make a substitution, but recalling the several times he had taken Huang Kaiwen off early, he held back.


    No matter how good one¡¯s temper is, being substituted early frequently is infuriating.


    Martins entering the game brought Inter Milan increased speed, and at 20 years old, Martins, like a wild horse unleashed, constantly used his speed to challenge Milan¡¯s defense.


    It was just that his shooting and sense of positioning were somewhat ordinary.


    After he came on, Inter Milan was frequently called offside, and on the rare occasion he wasn¡¯t, his shot was poor.


    Past the 80th minute, both coaches made substitutions again.


    Inter Milan replaced Emre Belo?zog?lu with Van der Meyde, while Ancelotti replaced Crespo with Thomas.


    The former Inter Milan striker, newly loaned to Milan, wasn¡¯t performing well in the beginning stages.


    ¡°Neither coach is making any aggressive moves; a draw seems acceptable to them.¡±


    ¡°Mancini must be thinking now, if only Martins could pass to Cruz.


    Since coming on, Martins has taken three shots, none of them threatening.¡±


    ¡°Martins is still young; he and Adriano are the future of Inter Milan¡¯s frontline for the next decade.¡±


    ¡°The fans must be frustrated too, the second half has been much duller than the first, but that¡¯s how it is in matches between strong teams.


    The closer it gets to the end, the more cautious both teams are.


    They can¡¯t afford to concede at this point.¡±


    ¡°Three minutes of stoppage time, Inter Milan on the attack, Veron finds Martins, Martins rushes into the box with speed, Maldini intercepts!¡±


    ¡°Milan counter-attacks!¡±


    Cafu instantly passes forward to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen advances with a diagonal run at high speed.


    Faced with defenders, he performs a one-two pass with Kaka without hesitation.


    Their joint high-speed sprint in the middle puts immense pressure on Inter Milan.


    Cambiasso and Stankovic? almost simultaneously rush up.


    Pop¡ª


    Kaka moves wide to receive the pass, and after Huang Kaiwen passes it, he pushes forward on the right side towards the penalty area.


    As Cambiasso chases him, he again passes it just in front of the penalty area.


    ¡°Pass!¡±


    Shevchenko, who couldn¡¯t catch up on the left, waves his hand, but Huang Kaiwen ignores him.


    Is there a chance for a backward pass now?


    Materazzi, returning from the right to the center, dashes straight toward Huang Kaiwen.


    Feeling it was too late, Huang Kaiwen, standing in front of the penalty area, winds up with his left foot.


    Bang¡ª


    Materazzi crashes into Huang Kaiwen almost at the same time he shoots.


    Ancelotti watches the ball¡¯s trajectory, it¡¯s in!


    Beautiful!!!


    A game-winner!!!


    As he looks towards Huang Kaiwen again.


    His joyful expression abruptly stops.


    The Milan manager opens his mouth, mumbling to himself, ¡°I should have made a substitution earlier, I¡¯m so foolish, really.¡±

 Chapter 44 - 44 0044 Ibrahimovic and Lukaku Request for monthly tickets recommendation tickets

    ?44: 0044 Ibrahimovic and Lukaku (Request for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets) 44: 0044 Ibrahimovic and Lukaku (Request for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets) The AC Milan team doctor rushed onto the field in a flurry.


    As the referee blew the whistle to end the game, Huang Kaiwen was also carried out on a stretcher.


    He had secured the victory, but at a great cost.


    It wasn¡¯t like the injury in the first half, this time Huang Kaiwen really felt hurt, and it seemed quite serious.


    Along with the referee¡¯s whistle, Huang Kaiwen also heard the system notification, ¡°Ding!


    A perfect derby-winning goal.


    The system will now upgrade to the ¡®I am the Soccer King System Deluxe Edition V1.1¡ä.


    This update will occur without needing to shut down.¡±


    ¡°Murderer!¡±


    ¡°You should be on the gallows, you bastard!¡±


    ¡°Materazzi, that viper.¡±


    ¡°Inter Milan are all a bunch of executioners!¡±


    Materazzi became the most hated person at San Siro Stadium.


    And he had nothing to wash away his guilt for, his tackle was aimed specifically at Huang Kaiwen, who was injured by it, and Materazzi got what he aimed for.


    Ancelotti followed the stretcher like escorting a pregnant wife, running alongside it all the way to the car.


    They didn¡¯t go to a hospital, but directly returned to Milanello.


    Right now, the Milan laboratory is rightfully one of the leading sports labs, especially in terms of sports injuries and recovery, far more specialized than most hospitals.


    ¡°Carlo, I have good news and bad news, which would you like to hear first?¡±


    After an intense examination, Chief team medic Giovanni Nanni approached Ancelotti.


    Now he was the chief medic while Lieven Maesschalck was in charge of the Milan laboratory, and the cooperation between the two genius doctors was still excellent.


    ¡°The bad news first.¡±


    Ancelotti took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead while speaking.


    ¡°The bad news is that Kevin¡¯s recovery time will be longer this time, he has a problem with his groin,¡± Giovanni Nanni delivered the answer Ancelotti least wanted to hear.


    The groin and knee are the biggest killers for a player.


    The main issue is that it¡¯s difficult to recover to peak condition after such injuries, and additionally, the condition is likely to recur.


    ¡°And the good news?¡±


    Ancelotti was already feeling hopeless, exhausted, and resigned to fate.


    He hadn¡¯t even managed to go to the press conference, instead he sent an assistant coach, and when he meets the reporters later, he was determined not to let Materazzi off the hook, he swore!


    ¡°The good news is that Kevin¡¯s case is very unusual, according to our previous experience, even with a groin injury, there¡¯s a high probability that his body will recover to its best condition,¡± said Giovanni Nanni with a smile.


    ¡°It¡¯s miraculous, truly a miracle from God, I have never seen such a case before.


    Kevin keeps getting injured and yet recovers to peak condition continuously, I think other than a curse, there¡¯s no other explanation.¡±


    Miracle, my ass!


    Ancelotti would have preferred Huang Kaiwen not to be injured, but hearing that there was a high probability of Huang Kaiwen recovering to his best condition, he also breathed a sigh of relief.


    Now he was ready to go after Materazzi.


    ...


    In the sickroom of the Milan laboratory, a young nurse fled from being harassed.


    Huang Kaiwen finally had a chance to check the system update.


    This time, no upgrade, just an update.


    Ancelotti had been incessantly muttering by his side just before, and without consoling him a bit, he was afraid Ancelotti might just have a heart attack, his complexion was that bad.


    Now he finally had some time to himself.


    ¡°I am the Soccer King System Deluxe Edition V1.1 Update Notice:


    1.


    Corrected the bug where the training field turf did not add to the injury probability, and fixed the bug of too low training injury probability¡±


    2.


    Corrected the bug where warm-ups did not add to the injury probability and remained unharmed


    3.


    Corrected the bug where the expectation accumulation was too rapid, and amended the weighting of local and overseas fans¡¯ expectations


    4.


    Corrected the bug where the host continuously drew attacking players, expanding the expectation pool to include all positions on the field¡±


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen was astounded.


    Might as well say they corrected the bug where I don¡¯t spend money too powerfully.


    Just in time, I also corrected my own bug of too much playing time, as this injury was quite serious.


    Thinking about it, he originally aimed to be a salary thief, but unexpectedly became the hope of Milan, which in itself was abnormal.


    After all, the initial purpose had been achieved.


    Huang Kaiwen immediately embraced the reality.


    Whether he doesn¡¯t play or is always injured, what does it matter?


    The system was reminding him not to forget his original aspirations, to maintain his resolve.


    Having thought it through, Huang Kaiwen continued to read.


    [5.


    Fixed the bug where fate values were received incorrectly, compensation is immediately granted]


    [6.


    The range for obtaining fate values has been expanded to include the entire league, with the player¡¯s team having more weight than other teams in the league]


    [7.


    Added weekly match tasks, which can adjust the targeted player¡¯s condition for the next match]


    [8.


    Increased the quantity and practicality of items in the monthly store]


    [The final interpretation rights belong to X Swift Entertainment ¡®I Am the King of Soccer¡¯ Subsidiary]


    Player strength: Subpar


    Physical fitness: Excellent


    Expectancy value: 100


    Fate value: 340


    Skill: Drama King ¡ª Tom Hanks¡¯s peak acting skills, how can a great player not know how to act?


    ¡ª Sergio Busquets.


    Skill: Help Yourself ¡ª Small chance to copy some characteristics of other players when intercepting their opportunities.


    Skill: Male Bestie ¡ª Easier to gain friendship with women


    Abnormal status: Vulnerable Change ¡ª From the moment you step onto the grass, the chance of injury increases by 200%, increasing by 5% every second, resets to the initial injury probability after leaving the field due to injury, will not receive fatal injuries, injuries won¡¯t affect physical functions, continues until successfully defending the UEFA Champions League title


    Abnormal status: Kaka¡¯s Good Brother ¡ª Kaka feels an immediate connection with you, sees you as a wise person, willing to listen to your advice, on the field, you guys are a perfect match, off the field, close as brothers, after changing Kaka¡¯s fate, this abnormal status will disappear, and will change according to your closeness with Kaka into a player relationship.


    Item: Lucky Necklace


    This update, it wasn¡¯t all bad news.


    Seeing his own fate value of 340, Huang Kaiwen was a bit baffled.


    [Slightly alter the injury history of AC Milan player Rui Costa]


    [Slightly alter the injury history of AC Milan player Abbiati]


    [Slightly alter the injury history of AC Milan player Ambrosini]


    [Slightly alter the injury history of AC Milan player Shevchenko]


    [...]


    [Dear Host:


    Regarding the abnormal reception of fate values, corrections have been made, and one fate point will be compensated within 7 working days]


    Another look at the system prompt and he understood.


    Last time he was puzzled why the Milan lab became reliable only when Kaka and Inzaghi gained ¡°fate values¡±; could it be that only these two players from Milan were prone to injuries?


    Even if they weren¡¯t major injuries, there should have been some changes.


    Now he finally knew, it wasn¡¯t his fault, it was the system¡¯s problem.


    As for that compensation, damn, he might as well not take it.


    But more than these, Huang Kaiwen was more interested in the fate change of a player.


    This was the first time he saw a fate change involving players from other teams.


    [Change the fate of the soccer star Ibrahimovic, gain 20 fate points]


    Click below to show the fate.


    Images immediately appeared.


    [Ibrahimovic wandered through many countries, having played for many years, he transformed from a weakling into a god, thinking he was ready]


    [Ibrahimovic returns to Serie A and joins AC Milan]


    [Ibrahimovic and Lukaku had a clash, Ibrahimovic exclaimed: ¡°Call your mom and ask her to teach you those shabby Voodoo things, you stupid donkey.¡± Ibrahimovic¡¯s words thoroughly enraged Lukaku, who threatened to shoot Ibrahimovic¡¯s head off and insulted Ibrahimovic¡¯s mother and wife]


    [The two men arranged a fight on the spot, Ibrahimovic won, but he was very frightened]


    [The next day a dead cat appeared at his home, Ibrahimovic was even more scared, thinking it was Lukaku¡¯s mother, the old witch, who had used black magic]


    [Ibrahimovic remembered when he first joined Juventus, about the curse from Inter Milan on you, but later it was lifted, you definitely had experience, so he found you in the stands to seek help]


    [You told Ibrahimovic to sit down first and play Fight the Landlord]


    [Ibrahimovic lost 600,000 to you and Kaka, you then decided to help, you told Ibrahimovic that such a curse is very difficult to resolve, it requires a multi-faceted approach, Ibrahimovic said he was willing to pay any price, you laughed]


    [You hired an actor to perform a shamanic dance in Ibrahimovic¡¯s home, set up a large pot, and Ibrahimovic, after drinking the holy medicine, experienced vomiting and diarrhea for days before recovering, you and the actor made up a story, both of you split more than two hundred thousand each, the incident was satisfactorily resolved]


    [After that, no more supernatural events occurred at Ibrahimovic¡¯s home, and he held you in high regard]

 Chapter 45 - 45 0045 Kaka I choose my brother

    ?45: 0045 Kaka: I choose my brother 45: 0045 Kaka: I choose my brother The next morning, Huang Kaiwen saw the newspaper condemning Materazzi.


    It figures, now that he, Huang, had been ¡°persecuted,¡± anyone opposing him was on the wrong side of political correctness.


    The Milan Sports Newspaper wrote, ¡°Materazzi is an extremely barbaric and fierce player.


    His fouls are clearly intentional; he wasn¡¯t aiming for the ball, he intended to injure Kevin.


    Probably thinking, ¡®if you can score, I can hurt you,¡¯ and Materazzi succeeded.


    Such behavior is absolutely unacceptable.


    Serie A should not condone acts like Materazzi¡¯s and must make them realize that fouls have consequences.¡±


    After the match, Ancelotti also called for enhanced protection for talented players.


    During an interview, he said, ¡°Those vile acts cannot just be overlooked.


    If the opponent attacks him and gets away scot-free, it means the matter is not taken seriously.


    The referees must take action, or players will lose the opportunity to play in important matches.


    Unfortunately, this happens often.


    We must act decisively, start showing yellow cards.


    I reiterate, we need to protect those geniuses in the football world!


    At the same time, we need to strengthen the penalties for malicious fouls, and clearly, Materazzi is no first-time offender.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head, put down the newspaper, and thought, ¡°Materazzi is really unlucky this time.¡±


    To injure someone else might have been fine, but to injure him, Huang, that was a definite death sentence.


    True to form, that very afternoon, the Italian Football Federation announced on their website that Materazzi¡¯s suspension had been extended by eight games.


    Even so, Milan fans were not ready to forgive him easily.


    In interviews conducted by TV stations immediately after, the citizens of Milan wished they could hang Materazzi on the gallows.


    Online, European netizens overwhelmingly condemned Materazzi, perhaps because they could do so anonymously, they were even more radical than the Milan fans on TV.


    After putting down his notebook, Huang Kaiwen patted his chest, thinking, ¡°Online violence is truly terrifying, luckily, I¡¯m the aggressor.¡±


    Next, Milan¡¯s schedule was very tight.


    There was a match every two days.


    Fortunately, such a schedule, and Huang Kaiwen¡¯s absence, did not affect the team¡¯s form; Milan won their last two matches in October, defeating Sampdoria 3-0 and Atalanta 1-0.


    Midnight, November 1st.


    Having just lulled the young miss to sleep, Huang Kaiwen was filled with anticipation for the store update.


    [Free Kick Master]1000 destiny points, [Pele Template]10000 points, [24-hour Injury Immunity Card]20 points, [24-hour Hardening Potion]20 points, [Massage Mastery]100 points, [Skill: Proactive Ball Sense]200 points.


    Indeed, there were more items than before.


    As usual, he bought the [Immunity Card], but Huang Kaiwen was a bit skeptical about the new potion that claimed to cause hardening¡ªwas it the kind of hardening he was thinking of?


    But skepticism aside, he still bought it.


    Young people should dare to try new things.


    He also purchased the newly refreshed skill.


    After a round of shopping, his [Destiny Points] dropped from 340 to 100.


    [Skill: Proactive Ball Sense¡ªWork Hard, Cover for Natural Deficiency, don¡¯t worry if you¡¯re not naturally talented, just put in the effort, and you too can be like Ronaldo, the harder you work on the training field, the greater the reward]


    Ah,


    this skill is really great for changing one¡¯s poor natural ball sense.


    However, Huang Kaiwen felt it wasn¡¯t quite right for him.


    How to put it, the more you strive, the better you perform¡ªwasn¡¯t this just tricking fools?


    He wanted to skip the effort and go straight to enjoying the benefits.


    After he had got injured, he once again started enjoying the good days of earning a salary without playing.


    Why should he start making an effort again?


    Oh well, it was better than nothing.


    His body would get injured if he trained too much anyway.


    After a few days, Caroline arrived in Milan for her summer break.


    In Brazil, by November it¡¯s almost hitting 30¡ãC, and it stays warm until the end of January or February.


    Besides playing football, Kaka spent time with Huang Kaiwen and Caroline hanging out.


    Most of the time they were at Huang Kaiwen¡¯s place, with Caroline and Barbara watching the two players battle it out on the PlayStation.


    When Kaka was training and playing, Huang Kaiwen took care of Caroline.


    It¡¯s worth mentioning that Barcelona managed to avenge themselves by winning 2-1 at home against Milan, which made them quite smug.


    The Milan Sports Newspaper felt their victory was dishonorable, taking advantage of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s injury.


    The paper then got into a fight with the World Sports News.


    By December, Huang Kaiwen distinctly noticed a change in Caroline¡¯s attitude towards him.


    Even her speech became gentle, and occasionally she¡¯d act coquettishly towards him.


    Huang Kaiwen could only lament, ¡°It¡¯s not that I, Huang Kaiwen, let my brother down, it¡¯s that Caroline just lacks resolve.


    If there¡¯s to be blame, it¡¯s only because my charm is too great.¡±


    Having seen this outcome in ¡°Fate Display,¡± Huang Kaiwen had some mental preparation.


    But when he was truly faced with it, he was still somewhat at a loss.


    Faced with Caroline¡¯s overt and covert hints, Huang Kaiwen could only play dumb.


    On December 18, Milan¡¯s last game of the year 2004 ended, with both sides shaking hands in a 0:0 draw.


    On the way back to the hotel after Kaka drove Caroline, she pulled Kaka to a secluded spot and stopped.


    The devout Catholic Kaka did not accept cohabitation before marriage, and Caroline was a follower too.


    ¡°Ricardo, there¡¯s something I want to talk to you about,¡±


    Caroline¡¯s expression changed several times, and finally, she looked at Kaka with a resolute face.


    ¡°It¡¯s a bit cold.


    Can¡¯t we talk about it inside the hotel lobby?¡±


    Kaka tightened the scarf around his neck and complained.


    ¡°No, today I must make things clear to you.¡±


    Caroline gritted her teeth and said to Kaka, ¡°I¡¯ve realized that I like Kevin, so I want to break up with you.¡±


    Boom¡ª


    Kaka¡¯s mind was in complete chaos.


    He had been cuckolded.


    What was he supposed to do?


    ¡°Being disengaged, can I no longer hide my identity as the child of destiny?¡±


    Or perhaps say, Do not bully the young and poor; thirty years in the west of the river, thirty years to the east?


    ¡°How long?¡± Kaka asked, biting his lip.


    ¡°How long what?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m asking how long you two have been together?¡±


    ¡°We¡¯re not together; he doesn¡¯t want to accept me.


    It must be because of you.¡±


    Hearing this, Kaka breathed a sigh of relief.


    So Kevin hadn¡¯t betrayed me.


    Without noticing the change in Kaka¡¯s expression, Caroline went on, ¡°That¡¯s why I hope we can break up first.


    I know you¡¯re a good person, but nobody can control their feelings.


    I feel a little sorry, but please forgive my selfishness and agree to my request...¡±


    ¡°I agree,¡±


    Kaka said, nodding.


    ¡°You should be more open-minded... huh, you agree?¡±


    Caroline¡¯s eyes widened as she looked at Kaka.


    ¡°Yes.¡±


    ¡°Well then.¡±


    Caroline thought Kaka would cling to her; she didn¡¯t expect he would let go so quickly and not as she anticipated.


    ¡°Well then, I¡¯ll head back to the hotel.


    You don¡¯t need to escort me.


    Take care of yourself, Ricardo.¡±


    Caroline turned to leave.


    ¡°Wait!¡±


    Caroline turned around, somewhat surprised, thinking Kaka couldn¡¯t part with her; having too much charm was truly troublesome.


    ¡°I won¡¯t meddle in your affairs, but don¡¯t hurt Kevin.


    Also, try to handle this matter well; make sure it doesn¡¯t affect my relationship with Kevin.¡±


    After speaking, Kaka turned and left snappily.


    Caroline stood there, staring at Kaka¡¯s departing figure.


    Suddenly, snowflakes began to drift from the sky.

 Chapter 46 - 46 0046 Kevin I choose Kaka

    ?46: 0046 Kevin: I choose Kaka 46: 0046 Kevin: I choose Kaka ¡°Sir,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was reading comics in his study when the loyal butler, Albert, knocked and came in.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t I say that Barbara already took care of it?


    I don¡¯t want to deal with Christmas decorations.¡±


    ¡°No, sir,¡± the butler said with some difficulty, ¡°there¡¯s someone here claiming they want the million-dollar reward, and they seem quite mysterious.¡±


    ¡°How mysterious?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen put down the third volume of ¡°Night Yaksha¡± and looked intrigued at the butler.


    ¡°He says his name is Pendragon von Ambrosius, a descendant of Merlin, and he holds in his hand the sword from the stone!¡±


    The butler said excitedly.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s face darkened, and he waved his hand impatiently, ¡°Tell him to get lost.¡±


    ¡°Sir...¡±


    ¡°You, too, get lost!¡±


    Albert left the study, looking dejected.


    Huang Kaiwen slapped his forehead, a headache brewing.


    These charlatans last brought a book written in Simplified Chinese, the ¡®Thorn Birds¡¯, and now they¡¯re bringing the sword from the stone.


    Damn it, the sword from the stone is broken, snapped in half, for goodness sake.


    King Arthur later wielded Excalibur from the lake!


    Still the sword from the stone, why on earth don¡¯t you claim you¡¯re holding Excalibur itself?


    If it weren¡¯t for this million-dollar reward, Huang Kaiwen wouldn¡¯t have realized how low a con artist¡¯s IQ could be.


    And Albert, loyal as he is, seems to lose all common sense when it comes to these mystical matters.


    Huang Kaiwen sometimes wonders if he and Ancelotti are brothers.


    Sometimes, Huang Kaiwen really feels like shipping the butler and the coach off to Hogwarts.


    Oh, the foolish Europeans.


    Glancing at the time, it was past two o¡¯clock.


    Huang Kaiwen picked up his phone and called Kaka.


    ¡°Ricardo, I heard you didn¡¯t go back to Brazil.


    Rush over to my place, stay here tonight, and we¡¯ll celebrate Christmas together tomorrow.¡±


    On the other end of the phone, Kaka looked conflicted and said, ¡°But...¡±


    ¡°No buts, don¡¯t make me come after you with a crutch.¡±


    In his rented apartment, Kaka sighed after hearing the dial tone on his phone.


    Oh well, I¡¯ll have to face it sooner or later.


    Finding that Kevin was as enthusiastic as before brought him a sense of relief; as long as it didn¡¯t affect their friendship, all was well.


    Kaka dressed elegantly and with the Christmas gift ready, he left his apartment.


    Huang Kaiwen, using a walking stick, strolled in the courtyard.


    He was beginning to regret offering the reward; con artists kept showing up one after another.


    Ding-dong, ding-dong.


    Approaching the gate, Huang Kaiwen heard the doorbell and hobbled over to open the door.


    He didn¡¯t expect Kaka to arrive so soon.


    The lad refused with his mouth but was honest with his actions.


    But when he opened the door, Huang Kaiwen realized it was Caroline standing there.


    The girl had clearly dressed with care, wearing a slim leather jacket over a colored knitted top, concealing her flat chest.


    Below that, a wool skirt and stockings paired with high-end looking knee-high boots.


    Quite a bit more mature than her usual jeans and t-shirt look.


    ¡°Come in quickly, it¡¯s snowing outside.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen warmly invited Caroline in.


    ¡°Wait, Kevin, I need to talk to you.¡±


    Caroline took hold of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s arm.


    ¡°Can¡¯t we talk inside?¡±


    Caroline pointed to the French sycamore at the gate, ¡°It¡¯s inconvenient inside.


    Let¡¯s talk out here.¡±


    ¡°Alright.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen followed her with his crutch.


    Caroline looked down, silent.


    It took her a while before she finally looked up and asked, ¡°Kevin, what do you think of me?¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re great, beautiful, independent, have a good family, and you really respect yourself.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen answered without even thinking.


    ¡°I...


    I broke up with Ricardo.¡± Caroline looked up into Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyes and said softly.


    ¡°Ah.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen had long suspected that this day would come, but he was still somewhat surprised when it did.


    ¡°What does ¡®ah¡¯ mean?¡±


    Caroline was not satisfied with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s reaction and tapped him, asking.


    ¡°Caroline, I¡¯m with Barbara now.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen chuckled dryly to relieve the awkwardness.


    ¡°She doesn¡¯t mind you having other girlfriends, don¡¯t think I don¡¯t know, the newspapers wrote about you spending the night with her and that Fendi.¡±


    ¡°Slander, that¡¯s absolute slander!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen denied it with a sense of righteousness.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s reaction, Caroline laughed lightly, biting her lip, and after a few seconds stared at him, asking, ¡°I like you, is it okay to be with me?¡±


    ¡°Not okay.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head without even thinking.


    ¡°Why, am I not good enough?¡± Caroline did not expect such an answer.


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head and explained softly, ¡°You are good, at least, I haven¡¯t met a girl better than you during my time in Italy.¡±


    ¡°Then why?


    Don¡¯t say there¡¯s no feeling, I know you like me!¡±


    Caroline¡¯s eyes widened, tears already swirling in them.


    ¡°Caroline, indeed you match all my beautiful imaginations, you¡¯re smart, beautiful, well-mannered, and pure...¡±


    ¡°Then why?¡±


    Caroline stood firm, asking unwillingly.


    ¡°There aren¡¯t so many ¡®whys,¡¯ because being with you would hurt Ricardo, and I don¡¯t want to do that.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head again.


    When the system had prompted the ¡°Destiny Revelation,¡± he was indeed excited because Caroline was nice and perfect, and at that time he had no psychological burden.


    He thought that even if Kaka got divorced in the future, it wouldn¡¯t be a big deal to be together, and he even felt a bit thrilled.


    But after interacting with Kaka for so long, their relationship was very good.


    Kaka was such a good person, and as a friend, Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t fault him at all, so it was impossible for Huang Kaiwen to accept Caroline.


    When Caroline said those words, the first person Huang Kaiwen thought of was Kaka.


    There are 3 billion women in the world, but you only have so few good friends.


    You should never hurt your good friends for a woman.


    Huang Kaiwen had figured this out a few days ago.


    The other party concerned had parked the car nearby and stood not far behind Huang Kaiwen listening for a long time.


    When he heard Huang Kaiwen say this, Kaka was so moved he almost cried.


    To understand, in Brazil it¡¯s not unusual for a girl to have dated different boys within the same small group.


    Kaka didn¡¯t expect Huang Kaiwen to be so considerate of him.


    Caroline, with tears in her eyes, looked at Huang Kaiwen and then glared at Kaka standing not far behind him, threw the gift in her hands at Huang Kaiwen, and shouted, ¡°Then you be with Ricardo, I wish you happiness!¡±


    Saying this, Caroline ran away crying.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen turn around, Kaka, caught eavesdropping, awkwardly raised the bags in his hands, and took the initiative to explain, ¡°I walk quite softly, I wasn¡¯t listening on purpose.¡±


    ¡°Do you think I believe that?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen walked over, took the things from him, and said to Kaka, ¡°You go check on her, confirm she¡¯s back at the hotel, then come back and we¡¯ll celebrate together, it¡¯s about to get dark.¡±


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll come back as soon as I can.¡±


    Kaka took out the car keys and headed toward the road across the street.


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head.


    This matter was finally settled satisfactorily.


    Even though Kaka and Caroline¡¯s breakup was a foregone conclusion, and that good girl would marry someone else in the future.


    But as long as the one who betrayed Kaka wasn¡¯t himself, he had nothing to be ashamed of.


    Ah, he, Huang, really was a good brother of China.

 Chapter 48 - 48 0048 Maldini Your Dad 500 recommendation tickets for extra updates

    ?48: 0048 Maldini Your Dad (500 recommendation tickets for extra updates) 48: 0048 Maldini Your Dad (500 recommendation tickets for extra updates) Ancelotti announcing the Champions League starting lineup in advance is nothing new.


    Afterward, Huang Kaiwen felt a bit of psychological pressure.


    The system had always drawn attacking players for him to just scrape by; now that the prize pool was expanded, what was he going to do?


    While changing, Huang Kaiwen scratched a scratch card and won 50 bucks; his luck wasn¡¯t too bad.


    He breathed a sigh of relief.


    Using the ¡°24-hour Injury Immunity Card¡± and looking at his anticipation value already full at 100, Huang Kaiwen decided to draw a card.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s mind buzzed.


    He knew this person!


    Not only did he know him, he was a big star.


    But the problem was he played defense, as a sweeper, not a libero.


    His defense was strong, but he wasn¡¯t known for his offense.


    Just from the name alone, one could tell his relation to team captain Paul Maldini; Cesare Maldini is the first-generation star of the Maldini family and the father of team captain Paul Maldini.


    He is also a Milan legend, the first Italian to lift the Champions League Trophy as captain.


    Later, old Maldini served as Italy U21 national team coach for a decade, leading the team to an unprecedented three consecutive European Youth Championships, and he also had a stint as the head coach of the Italy national team.


    This resume could definitely be considered legendary.


    But to be applied to him, Huang, it was somewhat a mismatch professionally.


    Paul Maldini, now changed, patted Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulder and asked with concern, ¡°Is there a problem, are you not feeling well?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen forced a smile.


    After all, he couldn¡¯t tell Paul Maldini, ¡°I am your dad today.¡±


    Especially since Huang himself didn¡¯t want to be this ¡°dad.¡±


    He sighed and followed his teammates out to warm up.


    Today during warm-up, Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t as active as before.


    The teammates didn¡¯t think too much about it, after all, he had just returned from a serious injury.


    As they walked to the players¡¯ tunnel, Ancelotti, as usual, handed him a little bag, saying, ¡°I bought this miracle drug from a Panamanian, just keep it in your mouth and it will protect you from injuries.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen pretended to take it and while moving to his mouth, he threw away the unknown black pill as he entered the players¡¯ tunnel.


    ¡°Hahaha, did the boss give you something again?¡±


    Pirlo asked with a grin that seemed to relish the misfortune.


    ¡°Yeah, I always thought only Indians sold miracle drugs; didn¡¯t expect Panama had them too,¡± Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes as he spoke.


    ¡°It¡¯s just a gesture from the boss,¡± Pirlo continued to laugh.


    ¡°If you want, I can give it to you.¡±


    ¡°Never mind.¡±


    Pirlo waved his hands continuously.


    Manchester United players were also looking towards the Milan side, or more precisely, at Huang Kaiwen.


    Inter Milan¡¯s ¡°curse¡± incident had caused quite a stir, and they in England hadn¡¯t missed out on The Sun newspaper¡¯s explosive reveals.


    It all seemed very mysterious.


    With less education and fewer life experiences, football players are more susceptible to such superstitious nonsense than the average person.


    The Premier League has many players with all sorts of superstitious quirks.


    Minor ones include listening to the same CD before a match, using the same toilet, sitting in the same seat; bigger ones like not changing their boots after scoring a goal, or getting a wizard¡¯s blessing, are all things that happen to Premier League players.


    Their gaze upon Huang Kaiwen was filled with pity.


    Such a promising talent, and yet to be ruined like this.


    ...


    ¡°Both teams followed the referee group onto the field, today¡¯s referees are from Germany, headed by Herbert Vander.¡±


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen returning to the starting lineup is a surprise, Shevchenko¡¯s injury brings some disadvantage to Milan, but luckily Crespo has been in great form recently.


    Let¡¯s take a look at today¡¯s lineups for both teams.¡±


    Milan 451 Christmas Tree:


    Goalkeeper: Dida,


    Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Stam, Cafu,


    Midfield: Seedorf, Pirlo, Gattuso, Huang Kaiwen, Kaka,


    Forward: Crespo.


    Manchester United 442 parallel midfield:


    Goalkeeper: Howard


    Defenders: Heinze, Silvestre, Ferdinand, Brown,


    Midfield: Giggs, Keane, Scholes, C.


    Ronaldo,


    Forwards: Van Nistelrooy, Rooney.


    ¡°Stam performed excellently in the last game back at Trafford, and I hope he can continue that good form today.¡±


    ¡°The formation shows Huang Kaiwen and Kaka as dual attacking midfielders, but in reality, he should still be on the wing, so today¡¯s Milan Christmas tree is not symmetrical.


    Okay, the referee has blown the whistle to start the match.¡±


    As soon as Manchester United kicked off, Huang Kaiwen charged forward like a mad dog.


    Van Nistelrooy quickly passed it back to Rooney, and Rooney returned it to Ronaldo on the same side.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen charging up, Ronaldo immediately electrified.


    He always believed he was the greatest talent.


    This Chinese guy from Milan had stolen quite a bit of his limelight, and it was a good opportunity to show him up by getting past him.


    Ronaldo stood in place, performing a slow-motion with his left and right foot, replaying the slow-motion, repeatedly doing several step-overs, moving forward half a meter.


    Ferguson chewed his gum faster, his hands clenched into fists.


    ¡°Ronaldo¡¯s skills are incredibly flashy, and now it¡¯s him one-on-one with Huang Kaiwen.¡±


    Whack,


    After performing two more step-overs, Ronaldo tried to dribble past.


    But Huang Kaiwen had already seen through all his moves.


    With the experience of being called ¡®the Father of the Team,¡¯ such obvious dribbling moves could be anticipated easily.


    Huang Kaiwen stretched out his foot and poked the ball away, and an unprepared Ronaldo lost his balance and fell hard to the ground.


    ¡°Fuck!¡±


    Ferguson kicked a water bottle at his feet away.


    Last season it could be said he was new to Manchester United and was not used to it, but after a season, how has he not improved?


    Watching Huang Kaiwen carry the ball away, Ferguson always felt his own prodigy was lacking something.


    Ancelotti, on the sidelines, clenched his fists excitedly.


    Kevin was truly amazing, so outstanding and hardworking.


    He truly deserves to be the future core of Milan that I value so much.


    However, Ancelotti quickly noticed a problem.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s ball control today wasn¡¯t as smooth as usual.


    Players have different ball sensations, which create different styles of ball handling.


    Today, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s ball sensation was clearly worse than before.


    Seeing Scholes go in for a tackle, Ancelotti¡¯s heart almost leaped into his throat.


    Damn it, these bastards who only know how to tackle shouldn¡¯t be on the field.


    An idea flashed through Ancelotti¡¯s mind.


    Fuck!


    Kevin had lost his touch after being injured by Materazzi.


    His kicks and dribbles were noticeably worse than before.


    Damn it, it¡¯s all fucking Materazzi¡¯s fault!


    If only I had known when we played Inter Milan a few days ago, I would have had the players take special care of Materazzi who had just ended his suspension.


    When Huang Kaiwen reached the front line and chose to pass to Kaka instead of breaking through a defender, Ancelotti was even more certain of his judgment.


    Kevin had recovered, but not completely.


    He was physically healed, but the mental impact was still significant.


    Of course,


    which player wouldn¡¯t be troubled by frequent injuries?


    Look at Van Basten, who had to retire early because of injuries.


    Ancelotti grew more and more frustrated the more he thought about it.


    He wished he could kill Materazzi right then and there.


    On the field, Kaka¡¯s through ball was intercepted, Ferdinand kept the ball, and Huang Kaiwen pressed forward again.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s performance deeply moved Ancelotti.


    Even if he hadn¡¯t recovered to his best condition, Kevin still tried his best to contribute to the team.


    What a good kid!


    It¡¯s all fucking Materazzi¡¯s fault!

 Chapter 49 - 49 0049 Thanks to Howard for the assist

    ?49: 0049 Thanks to Howard for the assist 49: 0049 Thanks to Howard for the assist Ferdinand, with his medium-length hair, had grown into one of the best defenders in the world after transferring to Manchester United for two years.


    He was also the hairstylist for United before Pogba.


    His hair color was unpredictable and his hairstyles varied greatly.


    Not even his natural curls could deter him from becoming a leading figure in the fashion world.


    Today, Ferdinand was sporting a buzz cut, with distinctive dreadlocks at the back of his head.


    He was a bit taller than Huang Kaiwen and much heavier, but Ferdinand had impressive agility and speed, which were the foundation of his success.


    When faced with the pressing Huang Kaiwen, Ferdinand was not flustered at all.


    Ferdinand often dribbled past opponents before passing the ball to a teammate.


    As for Cristiano being dispossessed, Ferdinand didn¡¯t care at all.


    When Cristiano got ahead of himself, many could steal the ball from him.


    He, Rio Ferdinand, was not the kind to waste opportunities.


    With the first touch of the ball, Ferdinand repeatedly feinted left and right.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t press forward, Ferdinand didn¡¯t mind.


    He discreetly put power into his feet and faked as if the ball had gotten away from him, chasing it towards the flank.


    Many attacking players would fall for this, chasing after the ball only to be tricked.


    Once they pressed him, Ferdinand would suddenly backheel the ball and turn to pass.


    This move was nearly foolproof against attackers.


    Huang Kaiwen, just as Ferdinand anticipated, chased to the left, and a cold smile appeared on Ferdinand¡¯s lips.


    No matter how good you are on the attack, you¡¯ll still end up behind me.


    Ferdinand suddenly backheeled the ball, showing off an agility that belied his physique, and turned around.


    The opponent didn¡¯t keep up.


    Smack,


    Just as he was about to pass the ball forward, a foot appeared in front of him.


    The ball struck Huang Kaiwen¡¯s foot and deflected into the penalty area.


    What?


    Ferdinand quickly turned to chase back, running neck and neck with Huang Kaiwen into the area.


    Ferdinand was closer and used his body to shield the position, no longer showing off and swiftly passed the ball to the returning Brown.


    Brown swung his right foot, intending to send the ball up the field.


    Bang¡ª


    Seedorf, who had rushed up, turned and lifted his foot to block the ball.


    Pirlo, who was nearby and quick on his feet, controlled the ball before Keane could approach and casually pushed with the instep to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen, receiving the ball in front of the penalty area, was at a loss.


    Kaka had someone on him, so did Crespo and Seedorf.


    Manchester United¡¯s defense was all too targeted.


    This was putting me, Huang Kaiwen, in a tight spot.


    Huang Kaiwen had no choice but to boldly charge forward.


    The relaxed look was gone from Ferdinand¡¯s face, now watching Huang Kaiwen with a serious expression.


    Previously, Ferguson had emphasized a lot about this Milan prodigy, and if Ferdinand got blown past, he was sure to face the hairdryer treatment at halftime.


    It¡¯s gotta be the deep-fried meatball, definitely the deep-fried meatball!


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s movement, Ferdinand already made his guess.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s deep-fried meatball was incredibly deceptive.


    But don¡¯t expect to pull off fancy tricks in front of the world¡¯s most expensive defender!


    Rio Ferdinand snorted coldly, ready to counter whatever came his way.


    To deal with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s deep-fried meatball, he had done plenty of training with teammates to defend against this specific move.


    Now was the time to display real skill!


    Ferdinand¡¯s eyes sharpened as he predicted that Huang Kaiwen¡¯s right foot sending the ball towards him was a feint, and as soon as he reached out, Huang Kaiwen would knock the ball to his left foot.


    That was the essence of the deep-fried meatball,


    forcing you to commit and making it hard to adjust your weight before he dashed past you.


    Heh!


    Watch me steal it.


    Ferdinand quickly moved to the right, ready to intercept the moment Huang Kaiwen touched it to his left foot.


    However, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t even touch the ball with his left foot.


    Instead, he charged directly into the box with the ball.


    Ferdinand stood rooted to the spot, questioning life itself.


    Indeed, every genius isn¡¯t that simple.


    He predicted my prediction today, truly worthy of someone who can wear the number 10 jersey at Milan!


    ¡°Damn it!!!!¡±


    Ferguson roared at the pitch, ¡°What the hell are you daydreaming about, did you just have a stroke?


    My seven-week pregnant cat chasing butterflies in my backyard is more agile than you!¡±


    Luckily, Brown had already retreated into the box to defend.


    Brown dared not tackle rashly, fearing he would concede a penalty, and instead continuously used his body to pressure Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen was in a tight spot.


    [Cesare Maldini] was excellent at defending, but his attacking was really sub-par.


    In such a situation, it was difficult to forcibly turn around and make a decent back pass with a cutback, as he couldn¡¯t turn that sharply.


    Seeing the Manchester United keeper, constantly moving and facing him, just within reach, Huang Kaiwen became determined.


    If you won¡¯t let me cut back, then I¡¯ll shoot directly.


    Nearing the baseline, with almost no angle left, Huang Kaiwen forcibly twisted his body a little and kicked.


    Seeing his chance, Brown bumped into Huang Kaiwen one more time, and the unprepared Huang Kaiwen ended up shooting with the sole of his boot.


    The shot was weak and feeble, and the ball rolled tremulously towards Howard at the near post.


    Ferguson breathed a sigh of relief.


    Thankfully, that shot didn¡¯t have enough power, the danger was averted.


    But then he covered his heart.


    Because he saw the American keeper Howard, crouched at the near post, incredibly let the ball slip between his hands and into the goal.


    Howard¡¯s action as he turned to watch the ball was so ridiculous.


    Assistant coach Phelan quickly supported Ferguson.


    ¡°I¡¯m fine.¡± Ferguson stubbornly pushed the assistant away and cursed at the field: ¡°Idiot, Roy Carroll is injured and you need to prove yourself, do you want to send yourself to the bench, do you?


    And you Cristiano, do you think you¡¯re Maradona or Cruyff, not needing to defend?


    Leo, I suspect this donkey of yours is often lost in thought because you spend too much effort on your hair...¡±


    Howard and Cristiano had joined Manchester United just last year, and the American goalkeeper had a good start at the club.


    But then he started to have problems.


    Howard¡¯s ¡°butterfingers¡± directly led to Manchester United¡¯s elimination by Porto last year.


    After that, Howard lost his position as the first-choice goalkeeper.


    His outstanding performance in the FA Cup final at the end of the season helped Manchester United win the championship, and only then did Ferguson decide to give him another chance.


    Of course, the most important reason was that Carroll was injured, and he had to use Howard.


    Now Ferguson finally understood, there¡¯s a reason why America is a soccer wasteland.


    He, a 63-year-old former forward, would have kept that ball out, but Howard let it pass through.


    Then he looked at Huang Kaiwen, who scored the goal.


    Offense and defense, he got a grip on both.


    Ferguson had thought that Huang Kaiwen was only good at attacking, but watching the game today, not only was he active in retrieving the ball, his defending was also strong; he could even read Ferdinand¡¯s moves and make a crucial tackle at the key moment.


    His timing was good, and his positional sense was strong.


    Whether on offense or defense, he had no weaknesses,


    Turns out he¡¯s a hexagon warrior!


    As Ferguson watched Huang Kaiwen, Huang Kaiwen was also looking at Ferguson.


    While celebrating with his teammates the goal Howard had gifted them, Huang Kaiwen heard the roars of the Manchester United manager.


    Truly terrifying.


    Ferguson was indeed one of the best coaches around.


    But his temper was too explosive.


    If he played under such a coach, how could he relax and take it easy?


    With that temperament, wouldn¡¯t he be scolded eight times a day?


    He might even develop Stockholm syndrome, and who knows if the University of Manchester would offer him a guaranteed postgraduate position.


    Then he looked at his own Fat Ancelotti, always smiling and never getting angry about anything.


    Huang Kaiwen felt somewhat relieved to have joined Milan instead, when compared with the volatile Ferguson.


    Even Fat Ancelotti¡¯s incessant muttering didn¡¯t seem so unbearable anymore.

 Chapter 50 - 50 0050 More talented and harder working than you how can you win

    ?50: 0050 More talented and harder working than you, how can you win?


    (Requesting recommendation tickets) 50: 0050 More talented and harder working than you, how can you win?


    (Requesting recommendation tickets) Fat Ancelotti was on the sidelines, grinning like a 200-pound child, non-stop applauding.


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen nodded in approval, even more satisfied.


    Seeing how sincere you are, I¡¯ll ask your 20-year-old daughter, Katia Ancelotti, out next time I take a break.


    Under Ferguson¡¯s relentless directions from the sidelines, Manchester United players quickly adjusted their state.


    If they didn¡¯t want trouble, they had to equalize before the midfield.


    Compared to losing the game, getting a harsh scolding from Ferguson was even more fearsome.


    The terror of the Manchester United tyrant was a psychological shadow passed down through generations.


    Now, Manchester United¡¯s elder brothers had often been disciplined by Ferguson back in the youth team; they would shudder at the sight of Ferguson¡¯s stern face.


    Influenced by them, every Manchester United player was afraid of Ferguson.


    The defiant ones, one had been sent to Real Madrid, and one was now at Milan.


    After Giggs received the ball, he played as if he was being chased by a dog, pushing his footwork to the limit.


    The moment Cafu rushed up, Gattuso closed in from the side as well.


    Giggs did a pullback pass, returning it to Keane in the midfield.


    Keane took the ball away from Kaka with a horizontal knock.


    Scholes received the ball, and Huang Kaiwen charged at him; Scholes did a spin on the spot to get rid of him, then made a long pass forward.


    Right wing!


    Cristiano chested the ball, bringing it down to his feet.


    Facing Maldini, he started his stepovers again.


    Ferguson on the sidelines had already covered his face, unable to watch.


    Fortunately, this time Cristiano passed the ball early to Rooney, avoiding interception.


    Ronaldo made a move but couldn¡¯t get past Nesta; turning with the ball, he was startled.


    What the hell, Milan¡¯s attacking midfielder in the Milan penalty area?


    Huang Kaiwen, who rushed up in front of Rooney, stabbed at the ball and Nesta behind him picked it up.


    Nesta quickly passed back, and Dida cleared it with a big kick.


    When Nesta turned around to offer Huang Kaiwen a few words of encouragement, he saw that he had already run back to the midfield.


    ¡°The threat in the Milan penalty area has been eliminated, Huang Kaiwen returned directly in front of the area to defend, which I did not anticipate.¡±


    ¡°Manchester United initiated another attack, Scholes took the ball forward, passed it, central, Ronaldo cut straight into the middle, Rooney asking for the ball, he shoots!


    Ah, Ronaldo chose to shoot himself, that shot was too far, passing it to a teammate would have been better.¡±


    Ferguson was already too lazy to scold anymore.


    The previous time he had kicked Beckham out had made him much gentler when dealing with talented players today.


    Cristiano¡¯s performance was mediocre today; having scolded him, Ferguson simply called Scholes to the sideline, telling them to play more on Giggs¡¯ side.


    In the 40th minute, Scholes once again launched a counter-attack with a long pass, Giggs on the left wing took control only to face the combined blockade of Gattuso and Cafu, forcing him to pass back to Keane.


    The problem with the 4-4-2 formation is that when the two central midfielders drop back, there¡¯s no attacking midfielder role, making it difficult to link up play between the flanks.


    Keane glanced at Huang Kaiwen, who was hovering near Scholes, and could only pass back to the defender.


    Heinze on the left side sent a cross to Brown on the right, with Brown advancing with the ball himself, hoping to relieve some pressure on his teammates.


    As expected, Huang Kaiwen charged at him, so Brown quickly passed to Scholes.


    Scholes with the ball broke past the halfway line.


    Right behind him, Huang Kaiwen was in hot pursuit.


    Both men were running, one after the other.


    Cristiano was waving on the right flank; Scholes glanced at Maldini and chose to continue dribbling himself.


    He had moved from striker to attacking midfielder, and then from attacking midfielder to central midfield, so his own dribbling skills were still quite decent.


    Faced with Seedorf, Scholes opted for the most direct way to dribble past an opponent, changing pace and forcing his way through.


    The fans at San Siro watched tensely as Scholes carried the ball forward for 30 meters, a scene full of impact.


    Huang Kaiwen was still chasing after him.


    Far from being shaken off, he had actually closed the distance between them as Scholes slowed down to get past Seedorf.


    As they neared the penalty area and saw Nesta move to intercept, Scholes pulled the ball back, ready to pass.


    ¡°Danger!!!!¡±


    Rooney shouted loudly from behind Scholes.


    Before Scholes could react, a foot from his blind spot had already slide-tackled the ball towards the sidelines, and Maldini followed up with a kick that cleared the ball to the front field.


    ¡°Kevin!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen got up, pulling Nesta¡¯s hand, and applause rang out through San Siro.


    Though Huang Kaiwen hadn¡¯t provided the spectacular offense he usually did, and the goal had been an accident, the sight of him chasing back dozens of meters to make the final tackle was even more moving.


    After getting up, Huang Kaiwen clapped towards the stands twice, then dashed towards the front field again.


    As Kaka took a long shot, the referee blew the whistle for half-time.


    The loudspeakers of San Siro Stadium began to play the famous team anthem.


    As the players reached the sidelines, Ancelotti approached Huang Kaiwen with concern and asked, ¡°How do you feel today?


    Is there anything uncomfortable?


    If there is, you should say it sooner rather than later.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m fine, coach,¡± Huang Kaiwen smiled and wrapped an arm around Ancelotti¡¯s shoulder as they walked towards the player¡¯s tunnel.


    Then, as something occurred to him, he looked back and said, ¡°By the way, don¡¯t sub me off early today, okay?¡±


    ¡°Ah, if you insist.¡±


    ¡°I insist.¡±


    ¡°Alright then.¡±


    Ancelotti¡¯s right hand tightened, clutching the cross inside his suit pants.


    The Milan players chatted and laughed their way back to the locker room.


    Trailing 0-1 away, and with a 1-0 lead after the first half at home, they had a considerable advantage of two goals.


    Over at Manchester United, after everyone had entered the locker room,


    Ferguson held Cristiano back as he was the last to enter, then shut the door to the visitor¡¯s locker room firmly behind them.


    ¡°Boss...¡±


    Cristiano looked at Ferguson, a bit afraid.


    He might be hotheaded during a game, but once off the field, he wouldn¡¯t dare to lash out.


    ¡°Do you know why I wanted to talk to you alone?¡±


    ¡°I...


    I didn¡¯t play well.¡±


    ¡°Not well?¡± Ferguson asked pointedly, keeping his voice low, ¡°Is that called not well?


    You only passed the ball three times in the first half.


    What do you want, to play by yourself in the second half?


    Apparently, you don¡¯t need teammates!¡±


    ¡°Boss, I was wrong.¡±


    Cristiano said weakly.


    Ferguson sighed.


    Years ago, with such a performance from Cristiano, he would have hurled a boot at him by now.


    Today¡¯s kids were more fragile; he dared not scold too harshly.


    Patting Cristiano¡¯s shoulder, Ferguson spoke earnestly, ¡°Did you see Kevin?


    He¡¯s a talent even Kaka is envious of, but how does he play?


    He repeatedly chases back dozens of meters to tackle, and when he¡¯s upfront, he looks for teammates first and only carries the ball himself when there¡¯s no one else.


    Cristiano, you are a talented kid.


    But there are many talented people in the world.


    Kevin has more talent than you, and he works harder.


    What do you have to win with?


    If you want to be a star, you should be like Kevin, learn how to play soccer.


    Soccer is not played alone!¡±


    The young Cristiano¡¯s eyes were already brimming with tears as he nodded continuously.


    Ferguson had taken good care of him, and it was the first time he spoke so harshly; Cristiano was deeply affected.


    He looked up and promised Ferguson, ¡°Boss, I¡¯ll definitely play well next.¡±


    But in his heart, he still felt a bit indignant.


    He didn¡¯t think either Huang Kaiwen or Kaka was better than him.


    Ferguson patted Cristiano¡¯s shoulder until he managed to hold back his tears, then opened the door and walked with Cristiano into the visitor¡¯s locker room.

 Chapter 52 - 52 0052 Teaching Bad Kids Request for Recommendations and Monthly Tickets

    ?52: 0052 Teaching Bad Kids (Request for Recommendations and Monthly Tickets) 52: 0052 Teaching Bad Kids (Request for Recommendations and Monthly Tickets) After beating Manchester United to advance to the quarterfinals, Milan¡¯s next opponent would be the city rivals Inter Milan.


    For this reason, Huang Kaiwen specially set a reminder on his Nokia phone.


    The fireworks derby should be the second leg, by then just paying attention to Dida would do.


    Changing Dida¡¯s fate of being traumatized by fireworks could also supplement his few fate points.


    As the system had just completed its update, Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t wait to check it out.


    Player Strength: Subpar


    Physical Conditioning: Excellent


    Expectation Value: 100


    Fate Value: 60


    Skill: Acting Prodigy¡ªTom Hanks¡¯ pinnacle of acting skills, how could a great player not know how to act?¡ªSergio Busquets.


    Skill: Gimme That¡ªSmall chance to copy some traits of other players when sniping their opportunities.


    Skill: Male Bestie¡ªEasier to gain friendship with females.


    Skill: Growth-type Ball Sense¡ªHard work compensates for lack of talent, don¡¯t worry if you¡¯re not naturally gifted with ball sense, as long as you work hard, you can be Ronaldo, the harder you work on the training ground the higher the returns.


    Abnormal Status: Increased Vulnerability¡ªStarting from the moment you step on the pitch, the chance of injury increases by 200%, with a 5% increase per second, returning to the initial injury rate after leaving due to injury, fatal injuries are not possible, injuries will not affect physical functions, cycle repeatedly, abnormal status is lifted after successfully defending the UEFA Champions League title


    Abnormal Status: Kaka¡¯s Close Brother¡ªKaka feels a kindred spirit with you, he thinks you are a wise person, willing to listen to your advice, on the pitch you complement each other perfectly, off the pitch close as brothers, after changing Kaka¡¯s fate the abnormal status disappears, and changes to a player relationship based on your closeness with Kaka.


    Items: Lucky Necklace, 24-Hour Injury Immunity Card ¡Á2, 24-Hour Harden Potion.


    Fate Task: Change Kaka¡¯s fate in progress.


    Weekly Task: Invite Maldini to nightclubs, let the tired Maldini relax.


    Huang Kaiwen immediately noticed the new weekly task, which should be able to adjust a teammate¡¯s state.


    But after looking at the task, he gave up.


    Inviting Maldini to nightclubs was an impossible mission, Maldini was a paragon of a good man, and even if successful it would ruin his good relationship with Mrs.


    Maldini, a total loss.


    Huang Kaiwen also noticed another thing, which was that ¡°Player Strength¡± had gone from not being up to snuff to subpar, this should be progress, right?


    After experiencing the feel of playing soccer as many great stars, Huang Kaiwen also felt he had improved.


    To test this out, he started playing with a soccer ball in the living room.


    Thump, thump, thump,


    Indeed, from previously only being able to juggle two or three times, he now managed to keep the ball up for about ten times, indicating improvement in his ball sense.


    As for other aspects, because of playing many matches, he now knew some things about when to do what and how to move even without the use of experience cards, so that was progress, right?


    Making progress without relying on experience cards might one day be possible for him.


    Owning something for oneself indeed makes more sense than others having it, Huang Kaiwen still understood this.


    Whether he played soccer or not, improving his strength was a cause for celebration.


    So, he celebrated that night in the young lady¡¯s bedroom.


    ...


    ¡°Morning, what¡¯s the good news, buddy?¡±


    As Inzaghi was parking, he spotted Huang Kaiwen getting out of Barbara¡¯s car looking well-rested and immediately came over to ask.


    ¡°Nothing much, just come over to my place for a party after we beat Sampdoria.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen and Inzaghi walked shoulder to shoulder together.


    Sitting in the driver¡¯s seat and not getting out of the car, Barbara watched the two men¡¯s backs, thinking her man was so popular he could strike up a conversation with anyone.


    She really had a good eye.


    Just as Barbara was about to get out of the car, she suddenly became vigilant.


    Inzaghi was a well-known playboy, what if he led Kevin astray?


    Maybe send Inzaghi away this summer?


    Inzaghi had no idea that he had almost been put on the transfer list by the young lady.


    When the two reached the training ground, many teammates were already there training, after all, Inzaghi and Huang Kaiwen were not exactly the diligent type.


    ¡°Morning, Kevin!¡±


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen take to the field after changing, Kaka smiled broadly, showing all eight teeth as he passed the ball over.


    Huang Kaiwen received the ball and meant to pass it back, but the kick was a bit too strong; he twisted and sent the ball flying straight at Inzaghi.


    Inzaghi¡¯s eyes bulged as he looked at Huang Kaiwen, from being chums just moments ago to attacking him now?


    ¡°Would you believe me if I said it wasn¡¯t on purpose?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen explained with a dry laugh.


    ¡°Get lost!¡±


    Inzaghi flipped him the bird.


    Ancelotti, who had been watching from the sidelines for a while, walked contentedly to the center of the training pitch.


    Kevin was in good form.


    He knew it was Inzaghi behind him without even looking.


    With a turn and a kick that found its mark, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, truly worthy of being the team¡¯s number one talent!


    Probably in a little while, he could recover to his best condition.


    Ancelotti approached Huang Kaiwen and, as usual, handed over a small packet.


    ¡°What¡¯s this now, Coach?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen asked, somewhat speechlessly.


    ¡°Stickers I bought from the people of Wakanda, they ward off evil when you stick them on your body.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Wakanda my ass.


    You might as well say you bought them from Stan Lee.


    The Milan manager had now become the favorite sucker of those Milan City quacks.


    But who can blame him if it¡¯s for his own good?


    Huang Kaiwen cautiously asked, ¡°Coach, do you know where Wakanda is?¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t it in Africa?


    Don¡¯t underestimate me!¡±


    Ancelotti answered with pride.


    Kaka, who often read comics, had a strange look on his face.


    Huang Kaiwen gave Kaka a glare and nodded, ¡°That¡¯s right, Coach, you¡¯re really well-versed, Wakanda is in Africa.¡±


    ¡°Of course, I had good grades back in middle school.¡± Ancelotti murmured with pride, ¡°Let me know in advance, how do you feel, can you play in this weekend¡¯s league match?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure either.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t dare to make any guarantees.


    Every time after using the ¡°Injury Immunity Card,¡± his chances of getting injured shot up.


    Fortunately, time gave the answer.


    Not long into the training, Huang Kaiwen got injured.


    It was just a minor strain, but he still had to miss the weekend¡¯s league game.


    Huang Kaiwen was quite satisfied with this result.


    It was inevitable for him to get injured, and if it was just a minor one, he would suffer less.


    March 13th, Serie A Round 28.


    Milan faced Sampdoria at home.


    During the entry phase of the match, Maldini¡¯s wife Adriana entrusted their eldest son to Huang Kaiwen with an apologetic face, ¡°Chris wants to watch the match, but Danny has a fever; I need to take him to the hospital.


    I¡¯m afraid I have to ask you to take Chris to watch the match, Kevin.¡±


    ¡°No need to be so polite, Adriana, I really like little Christian,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said while patting the 8-year-old¡¯s head.


    He himself didn¡¯t have any particular talents, and neither did Christian.


    Being together like this, they felt at ease; after all, no dunce likes to make friends with a top student.


    ¡°Listen to Uncle Kevin, Chris,¡±


    Adriana advised.


    ¡°I will, Mommy!¡± Cristian Maldini nodded vigorously; he loved hanging out with Huang Kaiwen because there was no homework, just play.


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll leave it to you.


    Paul and I will come to your house to pick him up later.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen pulled Christian along into San Siro.


    While the match hadn¡¯t started yet, Huang Kaiwen took out some snacks and a handheld game console for Christian to play with.


    ¡°Uncle Kevin, can I ask you a question?¡±


    Christian asked while stuffing his mouth with Cheetos.


    ¡°Sure, ask whatever you want, little guy,¡± Huang Kaiwen replied, focused on his DNS, not even looking up.


    ¡°Dad says when you get hurt, you get really sad, but I can¡¯t tell.


    Are you hiding your sadness so as not to affect the people around you?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen looked up at ¡°Young Master.¡± Are kids this precocious now?


    ¡°I saw it on TV, not wanting to bother others, one chooses to suffer alone.¡± Cristian Maldini, feeling Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyes on him, volunteered an explanation.


    ¡°You¡¯re overthinking it, kid.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen looked at Christian and asked, ¡°Why do you think I¡¯d be sad?¡±


    ¡°Because you can¡¯t play soccer!¡±


    ¡°And why would not being able to play soccer make me sad?¡± Huang Kaiwen asked again.


    ¡°Because...


    because,¡± the young Maldini scratched his head in frustration.


    The TV never mentioned this kind of question.


    ¡°Because you can¡¯t win championships!¡±


    The young Maldini finally thought of an answer, saying it excitedly.


    ¡°Nope, Milan winning a championship would include my contribution.


    I¡¯d get a medal as long as I¡¯ve played enough matches.¡±


    Cristian Maldini was completely dumbfounded.


    Huang Kaiwen put an arm around ¡°Young Master¡¯s¡± shoulders, and said with deep seriousness, ¡°Don¡¯t listen to your dad¡¯s nonsense.


    I couldn¡¯t be happier; there¡¯s nothing more joyful in this world than getting paid without having to work.¡±


    The 8-year-old Christian scratched his head.


    He felt like he understood something, yet he couldn¡¯t quite articulate it.

 Chapter 53 - 53 0053 Im Sorry Maldini Request for Recommendation Tickets Monthly Tickets

    ?53: 0053 I¡¯m Sorry Maldini (Request for Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets) 53: 0053 I¡¯m Sorry Maldini (Request for Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets) [Ding, changed the future of third-tier player Cristian Maldini, earned 50 fate points]


    While watching the game, Huang Kaiwen unnoticeably chose to show his destiny, and the scene appeared.


    [Cristian Maldini very much admires you, the Milan super genius, and has set you as his goal]


    [The first time he was brought to your house by his parents, he was very happy to meet his idol, Cristian Maldini, but because he was shy, he didn¡¯t dare to talk much to you]


    [After more interactions, Cristian Maldini found that you were not only a big star but also a fun companion, and he liked you very much]


    [As Cristian Maldini grew up, he finally understood what you meant; your words were different from what his father Paul used to say, and not being able to play didn¡¯t make him unhappy]


    [As he grew older, Cristian Maldini realized he truly had no talent and could not gain a foothold in Milan]


    [Concerning his future, Cristian Maldini was very confused because he really loved soccer and adored Milan.


    Trusting you immensely, Cristian thought it wise to ask you, the legendary player]


    [You and Cristian Maldini went to the stands, just like many years ago, and you said earnestly, ¡®Kid, if you love Milan, why not sign with Milan?


    Your father is Milan¡¯s director.


    Whether you play or not, what does it matter?


    You can still shine for the team from the stands.¡¯ Cristian Maldini thought your words made a lot of sense.


    He went home and asked his father, Paul Maldini, to persuade the team to give him a contract, preferably with a higher salary.


    Maldini¡¯s belt broke, and he chased Cristian out of the house]


    [Feeling sorry for this child who had called you ¡®uncle¡¯ since he was little, you had Barbara offer Cristian a contract.


    Since then, Cristian joined you and Kaka, completing the trio needed for playing cards]


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s lips twitched involuntarily.


    These words really sounded like something he would say, talking big without responsibility, though Paul was the one who suffered.


    Looking at the old captain striving on the field, Huang Kaiwen felt a rare twinge of guilt.


    But this was better.


    Being a salary thief himself, the fans¡¯ hostility was intense.


    Now with young Mar sharing some of that, and handling the responsibilities of MT, the pressure on him was significantly reduced.


    This was indeed the good life.


    Seeing Cristian¡¯s snacks run out, Huang Kaiwen guiltily passed him a large box of Ferrero.


    With cheeks puffed, Cristian Maldini stuffed more chocolate into his mouth, feeling that uncle Kevin was the best, unlike at home where his mom wouldn¡¯t let him eat so much sugar.


    During the game, in the 65th minute, Pirlo¡¯s long pass from the back found Kaka, who assisted Kaka in scoring the winning goal, Milan narrowly winning by one goal.


    After the game ended, Huang Kaiwen took Cristian back to his house.


    Shortly after, Kaka drove over and directly snatched the game controller from Huang Kaiwen¡¯s hands to compete with Cristian in ¡°Tekken¡±.


    By 8 p.m., Cristian had finished dinner at Huang Kaiwen¡¯s house when Paul Maldini and his wife came to pick him up.


    ¡°Thank you so much, Kevin.


    Otherwise, I really wouldn¡¯t know what to do,¡± Adriana gratefully said as she picked up her eldest son.


    Huang Kaiwen repeatedly waved his hand, just be okay with me not leading your son astray.


    ¡°Let me know if there¡¯s anything you need, as long as I can help,¡± Paul Maldini smiled, giving his promise.


    ¡°Ahem...


    how¡¯s Daniel?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shifted the conversation to ask.


    ¡°The doctor said it was good he was brought in early.


    That kid has a bit of a weak constitution; I never noticed before.


    I really am not a competent mother,¡± Adriana said, beginning to cry.


    Paul Maldini gave Huang Kaiwen an apologetic look.


    Huang Kaiwen shrugged his shoulders, silently mouthed goodbye, and then turned back to his home.


    ¡°Did they leave?¡±


    Kaka waved, prompting Huang Kaiwen to sit down: ¡°Quick, another few rounds.¡±


    Barbara glared at Huang Kaiwen from the side, but Huang Kaiwen pretended not to see and sat down to continue playing with Kaka.


    It wasn¡¯t until after 10 p.m.


    that Barbara pulled the plug, and the two ended their day¡¯s battle.


    However, Kaka chose to stay overnight, since the next day was a holiday, allowing him to continue playing at Huang Kaiwen¡¯s house, to the extent that the lady of the house ended up kicking Huang Kaiwen to sleep in the living room.


    A few days later, the match against Rome.


    The healed Huang Kaiwen was taken to the away game by Ancelotti.


    ¡°Today you¡¯re a substitute, getting ready for the next match against Inter Milan.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen scratched off a scratch card for 20 yuan; his luck was not too bad.


    Even if he got injured today, it shouldn¡¯t be too severe.


    He didn¡¯t have many ¡°Injury Immunity Cards¡± left.


    Using one in a match against Rome would be a waste; it was better to save them for the UEFA Champions League.


    The match hadn¡¯t even started when Totti got a yellow card for provoking Milan players.


    In the first 45 minutes, Rome played fiercely, and Milan didn¡¯t gain much advantage.


    In the second half, at the 62nd minute, Kaka¡¯s long shot missed the goalpost, prompting Ancelotti to immediately call Huang Kaiwen to warm up and get on the field.


    Since Milan was struggling to break through, a substitution was necessary.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t say much, focusing instead on drawing a card with a hope value of 100.


    ¡°Ding, you¡¯ve received the 2002 World Cup round of 16, South Korea vs Italy, Song Zhongguo single game experience card¡±


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s expression turned a bit odd.


    The 2002 World Cup, huh?


    The South Korean team was certainly extraordinary.


    He believed that both his opponent Totti and his teammates would have a deep impression of it.


    As for Song Zhongguo, Huang Kaiwen had no recollection of who he was; he only remembered the South Korean team¡¯s Park Ji-sung, Lee Young-pyo, and Kim Do-hoon.


    After high-fiving Thomas, Huang Kaiwen jogged to the center circle to wait for the kick-off.


    Rome¡¯s backfield kicked the ball to the front, and Totti quickly passed it to Montella, with Huang Kaiwen charging directly at him.


    Seeing Montella accelerate again, Huang Kaiwen, using his hands and feet, brought Montella down on the sideline.


    Beep,


    After the referee blew the whistle, Huang Kaiwen helped Montella up and wiped his nose as he walked back.


    Typical of the little sticks indeed.


    Every time he used an experience card, he would acquire the match experience of the other player.


    Just now, almost subconsciously, Huang Kaiwen used his hands, and if he was not restraining himself, he might have even added a kick.


    It seemed that this Song Zhongguo was also a bit of a Pepe-like character; he needed to be cautious.


    Rome restarted the play and attacked again.


    Dacourt¡¯s direct pass found Totti, whose through ball was anticipated by Nesta, who kept the ball.


    Milan quickly countered the attack.


    Nesta passed diagonally to Kaladze, who rushed forward with the ball.


    Both teams were using a 442 formation today, leaving only the fullbacks on the sides.


    Kaladze crossed midfield only to face pressure from the opponent.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen, he immediately passed the ball.


    After receiving the ball, Huang Kaiwen continued running forward.


    Anxiety deepened on Ancelotti¡¯s face on the sidelines.


    What was the problem?


    It felt like Kevin was slower than before today.


    As Perrotta pressed forward, Huang Kaiwen slightly pulled back the ball, deceiving the opponent and quickly passed it straight to Kaka.


    Receiving the ball, Kaka immediately lofted it into the area without stopping it.


    Successfully beating the offside trap, Crespo sent the ball into the net with one kick.

 Chapter 54 - 54 0054 Invincible Passes

    ?54: 0054 Invincible Passes 54: 0054 Invincible Passes ¡°Ha, I knew it, I knew it!¡±


    An excited Ancelotti muttered to himself.


    As soon as Kevin entered the game, Milan scored.


    He really was their lucky star.


    Winning against Rome would earn him some respect in front of his daughter.


    Today, Ancelotti¡¯s wife and daughter were also present at the game.


    Unfortunately, his daughter Carlotta Ancelotti was a Rome fan, and her favorite player was ¡°King Wolf¡± Totti.


    Ancelotti had even tried to set her up with Huang Kaiwen, but Huang Kaiwen was not particularly interested.


    Otherwise, it would have been a perfect match.


    Ancelotti shook his head regretfully and called for a substitute again.


    The national team matches were coming up soon, and he needed to protect his players; they had two UEFA Champions League games in a month after their return.


    The game restarted.


    Rome was clearly desperate.


    The Roma team could be said to be the most unique in Serie A.


    They were very spirited, both the players and the fans.


    But when they couldn¡¯t win, they chose to settle the fight with fists.


    Gang fights involving the Roma team weren¡¯t news, nor were their fans rushing onto the field.


    As the second half progressed and they conceded a goal, Rome¡¯s actions grew rougher.


    Huang Kaiwen went up to defend Totti, with Totti using his body to block Huang Kaiwen while also making some moves with his hands.


    Ancelotti watched with twitching eyelids.


    Totti making such a big move, it couldn¡¯t be accidental!


    Because of Huang Kaiwen, he was almost paranoid about persecution.


    Anyone who dared touch Huang Kaiwen, Ancelotti felt, had bad intentions.


    Smack¡ª


    Totti heel flicked the ball, then turned around.


    Huang Kaiwen went up again to defend.


    Both players were using their hands, but Totti had the better physicality.


    After wrestling a bit, Huang Kaiwen was pushed to the ground by Totti.


    Whistle¡ª


    The referee called a foul.


    Totti, holding the ball with a sullen face, kicked it out of bounds.


    The referee touched his shirt, thought for a second, and decided not to give a card.


    Rome¡¯s home ground still deserved some respect.


    Not starting the game with a yellow card for Totti could have gotten him sent off.


    ¡°Beautiful defense, to pressure Totti like that in Serie A is very rare,¡± Gattuso said as he gave Huang Kaiwen a thumbs up.


    Kaka, who was just ahead, also raised his hands and clapped.


    Kaka thought Huang Kaiwen was fantastic.


    Talented and hardworking, playing with such teammates was comforting.


    Of course, more importantly, the two could play video games together.


    A few of them walked forward, joking, as Pirlo came up to start the game with a midfield kick.


    A long pass to Huang Kaiwen.


    The ball moved fast.


    Huang Kaiwen controlled it, sending it three meters wide, clearly showing Song Zhongguo was not an exceptional player.


    But Olivier Dacourt never expected the ball to go directly behind him.


    By the time he turned around, Kaka had already run behind him to snatch the ball and charge toward the penalty area.


    ¡°Defend, defend!!!¡±


    Crespo¡¯s run near the edge of the penalty area triggered a chain reaction among the Roma players.


    Ferrari and Zivo almost simultaneously moved forward.


    Seeing space ahead, Kaka didn¡¯t think twice and took a shot.


    Bang¡ª


    The visiting fans from Rossoneri all stood up in the stands, their gazes following the ball.


    The ball soared, unobstructed and swiftly flew toward the goal.


    Roma¡¯s goalkeeper Curci made a quick dive, but still didn¡¯t stop Kaka¡¯s goal.


    ¡°Kaka!!!¡±


    ¡°Kaka scores another long shot, marking his eighth of the season.


    Rome¡¯s defense leaving him unmarked is simply disrespectful, and Kaka retaliates with a goal!¡±


    Crudeli shouted excitedly.


    Besides being a commentator, he was also a die-hard Milan fan!


    The Milan fans at the scene, just 3000 in number, overwhelmed the home crowd in terms of enthusiasm.


    The Stadio Olimpico Rome turned into Milan¡¯s home ground.


    ¡°That pass was perfect!¡±


    Kaka ran over and pulled Huang Kaiwen along with him.


    ¡°Your shot was beautiful!¡±


    The two of them ran to the away fan stands and shouted jubilantly at the fans in the stands.


    The Milan fans erupted again.


    Tiziano Crudeli in the commentary booth squinted happily.


    ¡°Incredible, just incredible.


    Kaka¡¯s goal was beautiful, but Kevin¡¯s pass was also stunning.


    I didn¡¯t even see how he managed to get the ball past Dacourt.


    Maybe this is what they call genius?¡±


    ¡°Dacourt had Perrotta beside him, and Kevin didn¡¯t even look back, he just slotted the ball right between them, timed perfectly.¡±


    They showed the replay just then.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s movements were as smooth as flowing water, without any hesitation.


    Pirlo played a long pass down, Huang slightly lifted his foot, the Roma players thought he was trapping the ball but he unexpectedly played it back.


    This kind of concealment and physical control ability.


    Simply astonishing!


    Crudeli could guarantee it.


    In his long 61-year commentary career, he had never seen such a small-scale movement in a pass.


    What was even scarier was that this kid was only 21 years old.


    He hadn¡¯t even received professional training before.


    If he continues to grow, he might even surpass Cruyff and the others, right?


    The 61-year-old veteran commentator was wildly exhilarated.


    Ancelotti was equally excited.


    He noticed a wonderful chemical reaction between Kevin and Kaka.


    It¡¯s rare for genius to result in 1+1>2 because geniuses are prideful, they tend to be the killers of team spirit, and usually, two geniuses don¡¯t connect well.


    But that wasn¡¯t a problem with Kevin and Kaka.


    Inter Milan claimed Adriano and Martins were the future of the forward line for the next ten years?


    Then Kaka and Kevin are Milan¡¯s midfield promise for the next decade!


    He who wins the midfield, wins the world.


    Let¡¯s watch and see!


    Soon after, Roma¡¯s coach Bruno Conti made a substitution.


    To further strengthen the attack.


    Roma didn¡¯t want to lose at home.


    Robert Mancini geared-up and replaced the mediocre-performing Montella, while Ancelotti brought on Inzaghi for Kaka.


    However, against Milan¡¯s stellar defense line, they really struggled to make an impact.


    In the 85th minute, Nesta easily intercepted the ball from Mancini¡¯s feet, passed it wide, and Kaladze quickly played it to Pirlo.


    Pirlo took the ball and looked up, it was another long pass.


    Hit right where it was aimed!


    Now Huang Kaiwen was the only attacking midfielder up front.


    He received the ball and panicked.


    When Kaka was there, he could have passed to Kaka.


    Now that Kaka was not there, he had to organize the attack by himself.


    Huang Kaiwen charged forward with the ball.


    Dacourt clenched his teeth and his fists.


    Damn, trying to get past me again?


    Dacourt was fuming.


    He charged at Huang Kaiwen, ready to hit him hard.


    Fuck?


    Huang Kaiwen also panicked.


    The opponent was going to tackle him.


    Instinctively, he used the most frequent dodging move he used in previous games.


    ¡°Deep-fried meatball!¡±


    Unfortunately, today his touch was really off.


    His right foot pushed forward, and the ball surprisingly slipped away from under his foot, uncontrolled, and he accidentally poked it forward.


    Dacourt and Huang Kaiwen collided.


    When he looked back, his eyes almost popped out.


    This unintentional pass had sliced right through Roma¡¯s defense.


    Inzaghi, who had just come on, beat the offside trap.


    It was him against the goalie alone!


    Seeing it, Inzaghi faced Curci and calmly slotted it in, rewriting the score once again.


    By the time Dacourt turned back, he found that the Milan players had no intention to celebrate.


    They rushed over in a panic.


    Meanwhile, on the sidelines, the Milan coach was jumping out of his skin, shouting, ¡°Medic, medic!¡±

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    ?55: 0055 The Joy of a Glitch You Can¡¯t Imagine (Requesting Monthly Passes, Recommendations) 55: 0055 The Joy of a Glitch You Can¡¯t Imagine (Requesting Monthly Passes, Recommendations) Milan defeated Rome 3¨C0 away.


    But Ancelotti was not the least bit happy.


    ¡°I assure you, Kevin will be ready for the second leg against Inter Milan.¡±


    Giovanni Nanni came out with the medical records and spoke to Ancelotti.


    ¡°Is there really no chance for the first leg?¡± Ancelotti looked at the ¡°Divine Doctor¡± with hope, wishing for a miracle.


    ¡°There¡¯s nothing I can do, but he¡¯s only going to miss one match, isn¡¯t he?


    The international match break is right around the corner.¡±


    ¡°Alright, I¡¯m just being impatient.¡±


    Ancelotti steadied himself on his daughter¡¯s arm for a good while before standing firm.


    ¡°May I go in and visit Kevin?¡± Katia Ancelotti asked excitedly.


    ¡°Alright, but not for too long; he needs to rest.¡±


    Sitting on the bench, Ancelotti watched his daughter enter the ward with an excited face.


    His heart was filled with mixed emotions.


    His daughter had shifted her attention from Totti to a player on his own team.


    He should be happy¡ªafter all, it proved that Milan was good, and it flattered him as the coach.


    He had thought about introducing Kevin to his daughter before.


    But seeing his ¡°little padded jacket¡± being so attentive to another man in front of him always left a sour taste in his heart.


    Inside the ward.


    Huang Kaiwen had his hands full.


    ¡°Kevin, what did you major in at university?¡±


    Katia Ancelotti spoke with excitement: ¡°I heard you didn¡¯t have professional training, so how are you so good?¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right, how did you get the number 10?


    Wasn¡¯t the previous owner Rui Costa?¡±


    This was Huang Kaiwen¡¯s first encounter with Ancelotti¡¯s daughter.


    Hmm,


    One could only say she looked like her dad.


    Huang Kaiwen was quite frank from the heart.


    There¡¯s a saying, ¡°If you¡¯re handsome, it¡¯s called flirting; if you¡¯re ugly, it¡¯s called harassment.¡±


    Flip the genders around, and it applies the same way to Huang Kaiwen.


    Katia was naturally not ugly, but she couldn¡¯t be considered beautiful either.


    Huang Kaiwen had little patience to entertain her while injured.


    ¡°I want to go pee.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen devised a way to escape.


    Katia Ancelotti immediately said, ¡°Shall I help you there?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    How about you hold it for me too?


    Huang Kaiwen quickly declined and fled to the toilet for some peace and quiet.


    About half an hour later, when Huang Kaiwen came out, he saw Giovanni Nanni wearing a smirk.


    ¡°Is she gone?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen asked.


    ¡°You broke a girl¡¯s heart.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t talk to me about that.


    There aren¡¯t many good men in all of Italy.


    Even Carlo Ancelotti was a playboy in football when he was young.


    I consider myself quite decent,¡± Huang Kaiwen retorted.


    Having been injured often, Huang Kaiwen naturally became more acquainted with the doctors.


    Giovanni Nanni even had a better relationship with him than some of his teammates.


    ¡°There¡¯s no major issue, just avoid strenuous activities for the next two nights.¡±


    ¡°I got it.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen lay back on the hospital bed and asked out of boredom, ¡°What about that nurse before?


    Martina, right?¡±


    ¡°Give it a rest.¡±


    With a look that said he was enjoying the drama, Giovanni Nanni said, ¡°There aren¡¯t many young female nurses in Italy to begin with.


    That girl just graduated, but she was dismissed by the management in just a few days.¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t understand why Milan was so feudal.


    Was this discrimination against young women?


    Chelsea F.C.¡¯s female physio could take care of half the team, so what was Milan lacking?


    ¡°You should know.¡±


    Giovanni Nanni still had that smug look.


    Huang Kaiwen slapped his thigh and blurted out, ¡°Barbara, it¡¯s Barbara, right?¡±


    The old ¡°Divine Doctor¡± just shrugged his shoulders and kept silent.


    Huang Kaiwen was speechless.


    Indeed, there are big problems with working at the same company as your girlfriend.


    Asking him to transfer was out of the question.


    Apart from Milan, only Arsenal could afford to keep an injured player for years.


    But Arsenal¡¯s salaries were low.


    Maybe he should find something else for the young lady to do, so she wouldn¡¯t focus all her energy on the club.


    When he got home, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t immediately bring up the matter.


    Because he remembered something big.


    He had the opportunity to exploit a BUG!


    His gaze settled on the skill he had recently acquired.


    [Skill: Growth-oriented Ball Sense¡ªHard work makes up for lack of talent, don¡¯t worry if you¡¯re not born with great ball sense, as long as you put in the effort, you can be like Ronaldo; the harder you work on the training ground, the greater the rewards]


    To improve his ball sense, he needed to keep training.


    As long as he trained, he would see results; it was truly invincible, almost without limit.


    But because of the [Injury Change]¡ªfrom the moment he set foot on the turf, the chance of injury increased by 200%, increasing by 5% every second; if injured and taken off the field, the chance of injury would reset to the initial rate; non-fatal injuries not affecting physical functions, and the cycle repeating, with the abnormal status removed after successfully defending the UEFA Champions League title.


    The moment he stepped on the turf, the chance of injury just kept increasing.


    It seemed unsolvable, right?


    But as a loyal user of Jinshan Ranger, Huang Kaiwen was naturally good at finding loopholes.


    Fuck it, I just won¡¯t step on the turf, isn¡¯t that right?


    He called over the old butler Albert when he got home.


    ¡°Get rid of the turf on the field,¡± Huang Kaiwen said eagerly.


    ¡°Hmm, sir, I don¡¯t quite understand,¡±


    the old butler asked, bowing, thinking he¡¯d misheard.


    ¡°I said to find someone to remove the turf from my home¡¯s small field.


    I don¡¯t want the turf anymore, not even a bit of it!¡±


    ¡°What about the field then, shall we convert it to another type of surface?¡±


    asked Albert.


    ¡°No, a sand surface will do.¡±


    ¡°Very well, as you wish, sir.¡±


    The old butler left, still puzzled, but resolutely carried out Huang Kaiwen¡¯s request.


    The next morning, workers came to remove the turf.


    The old butler watched them work from the side of the field.


    It was mainly because labor in Italy was expensive, and the workers were prone to slacking and dragging out the job.


    Huang Kaiwen was very satisfied with Albert for showing such ownership spirit, treating the master¡¯s home as his own.


    Even though they had several hundred million, money is not resistant to being spent; a little more here, a bit there, and it would quickly run out.


    With Barbara earning money and Albert ensuring the workers didn¡¯t slack, both increasing revenue and cutting costs, that was the way to long-term success.


    ¡°Dear, why are you removing the turf from the field?¡±


    Barbara approached as Huang Kaiwen stood by the window watching the workers, and she asked.


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, I just want to try training on sand.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen deflected nonchalantly.


    Seeing the young lady, he remembered his plan.


    The young lady almost had all the conditions for success.


    Her father was a big shot, her girlfriends had resources, she herself had founded a second-generation organization, and she had even won a big lottery before.


    She had money, she had connections.


    If she couldn¡¯t make it successful, there would be no justice in the world.


    Thinking about the later popularity of personal overseas shopping, with many Italian brands being targets, Huang Kaiwen felt it was a reliable idea.


    ¡°Barbara, e-commerce is doing really well right now.


    Why don¡¯t you start a platform?¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s e-commerce?¡±


    Barbara asked, clueless as a wealthy heiress that didn¡¯t surf the web much.


    ¡°You know, like Amazon, buying things online.¡±


    ¡°Would that work?¡±


    ¡°Definitely.


    Bringing those Italian brands to our country would be very marketable, and then we could sell some small goods from our country to Europe.


    I think there is a good profit margin; daily necessities in Europe are too expensive.¡±


    With Huang Kaiwen explaining it like that, the young lady grew interested.


    She pulled Huang Kaiwen to the living room to understand more and looked at the development of domestic e-commerce like Alibaba.


    Only then did the young lady give the go-ahead, planning to start small and see if it was promising, and then scale it up if it was.


    Huang Kaiwen also breathed a sigh of relief.


    With the young lady embarking on entrepreneurship, she would probably relax her supervision of him at the team.


    Add to that his discovery of the system¡¯s BUG, and it was truly an occasion for double celebration.

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    ?56: 0056 Kevin: You are a good person 56: 0056 Kevin: You are a good person All Milan players are key figures in their national teams.


    They perform well in the national squads.


    In the future, Kaladze might even become the Prime Minister.


    Huang Kaiwen took the time to comfort the losing Georgian team captain, building connections, while also congratulating the winning Ukrainian team captain.


    It was only during his downtime that Huang Kaiwen realized how talented his teammates truly were.


    A small team, yet it harbored the future Prime Ministers of Georgia and Ukraine.


    Although these two countries are on the fringe of European football, isn¡¯t that exactly how Platini climbed up the ranks by appeasing smaller nations?


    After retiring, running for a UEFA president or something would be a cinch!


    Then Milan could also get a ¡°Corporate Dad Team¡± experience card.


    Funny to think about it.


    Of course, Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t interested in the UEFA presidency.


    How much money could a UEFA president make in a year?


    He aimed to be a star with the highest salary in the world!


    He called Kaka again, reminding him not to freagin¡¯ accept any proposal from female fans.


    Average Brazilian girls can be too much to handle.


    Huang Kaiwen always felt he was really the ¡°organization committee¡± of Milan, taking too much care.


    Maintaining dressing room harmony, and caring for teammates¡¯ mental and physical health.


    Earning a player¡¯s wage but bearing Ferguson¡¯s worries.


    Looking at it, 2.5 million Euros a year sure seemed too little.


    He¡¯d have to talk with Barbara later to get a salary raise.


    Lying on the couch and rolling about, Huang Kaiwen turned on the TV and saw Be¡¯s television station Canale5 conducting an interview program.


    ¡°What do you think of Kevin, Marco?¡± the host asked Marco Van Basten.


    ¡°He¡¯s great, but his frequent injuries are a problem.


    As a former Milan player, I wouldn¡¯t want him to retire due to injuries like I did.¡±


    ¡°But he always comes back, right?


    Did you watch the recent game against Rome?¡±


    the supporter asked.


    ¡°Yes, I did, and his performance was unparalleled,¡± Van Basten replied with great admiration.


    ¡°Right?


    Kevin is fantastic.


    He played for less than 30 minutes but contributed four threatening passes and two assists.


    The assist to Crespo from Kaka was largely his doing!¡± said the host excitedly.


    ¡°Yes, but he¡¯s in trouble now,¡± Van Basten noted.


    ¡°From what I¡¯ve seen, his speed and ball control aren¡¯t what they used to be.


    The injuries really have taken a toll on him.¡±


    ¡°Right?


    I said after the Inter Milan game that Kevin¡¯s form hadn¡¯t bounced back to its peak,¡± the host leant into the camera and yelled, ¡°Luckily, we¡¯ve encountered Inter Milan in the Champions League.


    We need to show those guys a lesson, kick their asses severely!¡±


    Van Basten couldn¡¯t help but laugh and cheer along in front of the camera, rooting for Milan.


    With the national team matches over, the Champions League was about to reignite.


    The atmosphere in Milan City was increasingly tense.


    The rivalry between the two teams dates back to 1899 when AC Milan was founded.


    A few years later, dissatisfied with the team, some players left to establish Inter Milan.


    However, the Milan Derby only gained worldwide fame in the 1960s.


    During the 1962-1963 season, AC Milan decided to focus solely on European conflicts.


    Under the leadership of the ¡°South American trio,¡± they advanced to the finals of the Champions League.


    They faced Benfica, led by Eusebio, in the final and clinched their first European trophy in Italian club history, thanks to Altafini¡¯s two goals.


    And lifting the Champions League Trophy as the captain was Cesare Maldini, father of Paolo Maldini!


    The following year, Angelo Moratti, father of the current Inter Milan president Massimo Moratti, took over Inter Milan.


    Not only did they take the Champions League Trophy from Milan, defeating Real Madrid with Stefano and Puskas, but they also successfully defended their title, marking the era of ¡°Grande Inter.¡±


    Subsequently, both teams struggled until Be parachuted in and brought the ¡°Dutch Trio¡± to Milan, while Inter Milan pinned their revival hopes on the ¡°German Trio.¡±


    However, it was Milan who succeeded.


    Under Capello, that team swept through Europe and even set a record of 58 unbeaten matches.


    At that time, the 2004-2005 season had arrived.


    Milan had completed a double victory over their city rivals in the league.


    However, neither the ¡°curse¡± incident nor Materazzi¡¯s intentional foul that caused severe injuries to Huang Kaiwen could allow Milan to let go of their resentment, despite winning twice.


    Before the match, many veterans came out to cheer for Milan.


    Milan and Italian veterans.


    Supporting Milan in punishing Inter Milan was the politically correct stance.


    The Milan Sports Newspaper also wrote in the headline on the front page, ¡°Kevin is a generous gentleman who is willing to help everyone.


    The foundation he and Barbara established has so far raised over 30 million Euros, which has helped many homeless people and children who are neglected.


    God knows why Materazzi would foul such a noble person maliciously.


    Even though Materazzi has finished his suspension, my heart will never forgive him!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen found that everyone was more agitated than he was.


    When April arrived and it was past midnight, Huang Kaiwen opened the system.


    [Curveball Expert] 500 destiny points, [Mattha?us Template] 7000 points, [Baresi Template] 5000 points, [24-Hour Injury Immunity Card] 20 points, [Poker Mastery] 100 points.


    Huang Kaiwen, left with only 110 destiny points, found himself in a dilemma.


    The [Injury Card] was very important.


    But the [Poker Mastery] skill was so outstanding, it concerned his future status in the stands.


    After thinking about it, Huang Kaiwen decided to acquire [Poker Mastery].


    After all, there was still one [Injury Immunity Card] left, he could still wait to brush up for more, but [Poker Mastery] was a crucial skill for making a living.


    Waiting for his teammates to return from the national team.


    Huang Kaiwen still hadn¡¯t returned to team training; even so, the team sent representatives to see him.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, we will definitely avenge you,¡± Captain Paul Maldini said solemnly.


    ¡°Alright, Captain.¡±


    ...


    April 5 arrived, the day before the quarterfinals of the UEFA Champions League.


    Katia Ancelotti came specifically to find him, excitedly suggesting, ¡°What if we watch the game together?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Although you¡¯re not that good-looking, I, Mr.


    Huang, am not someone anxious about looks.


    But you talk too much, girl.


    Watching the game with you is more tiring than playing a match.


    Huang Kaiwen gritted his teeth and decided it was better to get it over with quickly rather than drag it out.


    He walked over and placed his hands on Katia¡¯s shoulders.


    Katia Ancelotti felt her heart pounding, inevitably drawn in by Huang Kaiwen¡¯s deep gaze.


    ¡°Katia.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen looked deeply into Fat Ancelotti¡¯s daughter and said, ¡°Katia, you¡¯re a good girl.¡±


    ¡°Ah!¡±


    Katia covered her face in delight.


    Huang Kaiwen was completely baffled.


    Is handing out nice guy cards not a thing in Europe?


    ¡°Katia, listen to me!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen grabbed her shoulders again, sincerely saying, ¡°I know what you¡¯re thinking, but I can¡¯t be with you.


    Carlo (Ancelotti) has been like a mountain of kindness to me, I have long regarded him as a second father, and that makes us siblings, and brothers and sisters can¡¯t date.¡±


    ¡°Then can I disown him?¡± Katia Ancelotti looked at Huang Kaiwen with hopeful eyes.

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    ?57: The Supreme Fist (Two-in-One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets) 57: The Supreme Fist (Two-in-One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets) Fuck, should I get Barbara to make a coaching change?


    If Fat Ancelotti finds out that his own meddling made his ¡°little cotton-padded jacket¡± catch a draft, won¡¯t he stick a voodoo doll to curse this certain Mr.


    Huang?


    After all, Ancelotti is now a master of the occult, well-acquainted with many on the mysterious side of things.


    Better to steer clear of trouble.


    In order to avoid Carlotta, Huang Kaiwen returned to the team in the afternoon.


    ¡°Wow, who is this?¡±


    Inzaghi exclaimed dramatically, ¡°I don¡¯t even recognize you anymore, how did security let a fan in?¡±


    ¡°Stop messing around, let¡¯s go out and have fun after the game.¡±


    ¡°Is that a promise?¡± Upon hearing this, Inzaghi immediately stopped acting weird and, draping his arm over Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulder, he asked.


    He had tried several times before to get Huang Kaiwen and Kaka together to form a ¡°Nightclub Musketeers,¡± but never succeeded.


    Inzaghi had realized that to form the ¡°Musketeers,¡± he needed to win over Kaka, and to win over Kaka, he needed to get through to Huang Kaiwen first.


    ¡°It¡¯s a promise!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s great, you¡¯ve finally decided to grow up, Peter Pan!¡±


    Inzaghi said, a look of relief on his face.


    He started fantasizing about the scenario where Huang Kaiwen and Kaka passed him the ball on the pitch, and the three of them conquered all off the field.


    To celebrate the ¡°Musketeers¡± taking over Milan City, Inzaghi decided to arrange something special.


    At least to make sure Kevin and Kaka had fun so that the ¡°Musketeers¡± could have a next outing.


    At the office building, outside the coach¡¯s office.


    Knock knock,


    ¡°Come in.¡±


    Ancelotti, checking the starting lineup for tomorrow, looked up to see Huang Kaiwen and asked with concern, ¡°Are you all better, Kevin?


    What brings you to the club?¡±


    ¡°I should be good enough to play, put me on the big roster, coach.¡±


    ¡°I know you¡¯re a competitive player, but you must be fully healed to decrease the risk of injury.¡± Ancelotti stood up, poured a cup of water for Huang Kaiwen, and said gently.


    ¡°I¡¯m really all better, coach!¡±


    ¡°Alright then, you can be on the big roster, but there¡¯s no guarantee you¡¯ll play!¡±


    Ancelotti too was moved by Huang Kaiwen¡¯s ¡°will to win¡± and decided to add him to the roster.


    At worst, it¡¯s like being one substitute short.


    Huang Kaiwen also breathed a sigh of relief.


    Otherwise, I really can¡¯t get rid of your daughter on the bench.


    Huang Kaiwen was always curious about one thing; he¡¯d seen a picture of Ancelotti¡¯s daughter, and she was very pretty.


    But she didn¡¯t match Carlotta at all.


    Now Ancelotti only had a son and a daughter, even ten years from now it wouldn¡¯t be possible to have another daughter that grown.


    Did she perhaps go to South Korea for a makeover?


    Must say, it¡¯s quite well done.


    ...


    A day later.


    April 6th.


    San Siro Stadium.


    When Milan fans saw the big roster early on, they were filled with surprise.


    Banners cheering for Huang Kaiwen filled the venue.


    ¡°Speedy recovery, we need you, Kevin!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re the best, Kevin.¡±


    ¡°Milan can¡¯t lose Kevin just like pizza can¡¯t lose cheese.¡±


    ¡°Burn in hell, Materazzi.¡±


    ¡°Kevin, give me a call at 513XXX, you can come with Kaka.¡±


    Commentator Crudeli was also full of excitement saying, ¡°Kevin is back on the big roster, his return to the field isn¡¯t far away!¡±


    ¡°Without Kevin on the field, it always feels like something is missing.


    I believe the Milan fans, just like me, are eager to see Milan¡¯s talents shine!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen sat on the bench, not pulling out his gaming console.


    It¡¯s one thing to play in the stands, but playing on the bench is a bit too much.


    Not long after the game started, Ancelotti leaned towards Huang Kaiwen to commentate on the players on the field, ¡°You need to be wary of Zanetti next time you play, yes, and also Cambiasso and Stankovic?, they all go in hard.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen watched the field.


    Are you just reading off Inter Milan¡¯s three midfielders¡¯ names?


    Their lineup only has these three midfielders apart from Veron.


    Maybe I should play as the goalkeeper, definitely won¡¯t run into them there.


    Have to say, today Inter Milan¡¯s fighting spirit is strong.


    Marti?n on the field is lightning fast, posing a significant threat to Milan.


    Milan¡¯s counterattacks aren¡¯t making much impact either.


    However, neither side managed to score a goal, and in the injury time, Kaka¡¯s long-range shot led to a corner kick.


    Pirlo accurately found Stam, and Stam scored with a header.


    1-0.


    Huang Kaiwen rushed to the sideline to celebrate, completely igniting the San Siro Stadium.


    The Milan fans chanted Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name loudly.


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    Stam stood in the opponent¡¯s penalty area, questioning his life.


    Wasn¡¯t it him who scored the goal?


    Or was his name Kevin instead of Stam?


    Finally scored a goal, why the hell are you all shouting ¡°Kevin¡±!


    The Dutch defender, looking depressed, joined his teammates in their embrace.


    That goal completely changed the situation on the field.


    In the second half, Inter Milan was agitated.


    No team can take being beaten by their city rivals three times in a season well.


    Their unbalanced mentality exposed flaws in Inter Milan¡¯s defense.


    In the 74th minute, it was Pirlo again, who sent a long pass from the backfield to find Shevchenko.


    The Ukrainian ¡°nuclear warhead¡± shook off Toldo in the penalty area and scored.


    Milan won over Inter Milan at home by 2-0.


    Beating their city rivals for the third time this season.


    Inter Milan was driven to the brink.


    In the second leg, they have no choice but to go all out.


    ¡°Milan, Milan!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen joined the substitutes to enter the field, thanking the fans for their support.


    On the way back to the locker room, an exhilarated Inzaghi shouted, ¡°We¡¯re celebrating our three wins over Inter Milan today, who wants to join our revelry?¡±


    ¡°Too tired, I¡¯m going home to sleep.¡±


    ¡°Not interested.¡±


    ¡°Calm down, Filippo, you¡¯re not young anymore.¡± Paol Maldini said earnestly, trying to convince him.

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    ?58: 0057 The Supreme Fist (Two-in-One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)_2 58: 0057 The Supreme Fist (Two-in-One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)_2 ¡°Ha,¡± Inzaghi spread his legs and squatted, pointing around with his finger, and shouted with a wide-open mouth, ¡°Ha, got you fooled, eh?


    I never even planned to invite you weird-looking dudes.


    Today, Kevin and Kaka will join me, and we three musketeers are going to slay in all directions!


    Even if you guys come, you¡¯d just be the backdrop.¡±


    ¡°Are you kidding?¡±


    Pirlo looked at Kaka.


    He knew that Kaka usually wasn¡¯t into nightclubs.


    Kaka shrugged and said, ¡°I do want to try it out occasionally, and Kevin has already agreed.¡±


    Paul Maldini gave Huang Kaiwen an inquiring look.


    Huang Kaiwen nodded his head.


    Maldini said helplessly to Inzaghi, ¡°Alright, take care of them.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen made a call to Barbara, saying he was going out to celebrate.


    Barbara thought the whole team was going and just told him to take care of himself.


    As the three headed to the parking lot, Inzaghi grabbed Kaka and said disdainfully, looking at the Audi A6, ¡°Driving this kind of car to a nightclub is very embarrassing.


    Milan City has supermodels coming tonight, you know, supermodels.


    We need a cooler ride!¡±


    With that, Inzaghi pointed to his showy Ferrari.


    Huang Kaiwen gave him a look and asked, ¡°How are three people going to sit?


    Although it¡¯s designed for four seats, it¡¯s really hard even for a child to sit in the back.¡±


    ¡°Just bear with it, it¡¯s a short ride.¡±


    Inzaghi said unconcernedly.


    ¡°Fine then, Ricardo will drive, I¡¯ll take the passenger seat, and you sit in the back,¡± Huang Kaiwen quickly assigned the seats.


    ¡°Hey~ Hey!¡±


    Inzaghi pointed to himself and complained, ¡°Please, that¡¯s my car!¡±


    ¡°Fine then, Ricardo can take me home, and you can go by yourself.¡±


    ¡°Alright, alright, I¡¯ll sit in the back, okay?¡±


    Inzaghi stopped the two, handing over the keys with a reluctant face.


    After getting in the car, Inzaghi squatted and gripped the front two seats, looking pretty squeezed.


    Even so, he didn¡¯t forget to excitedly cheer, ¡°Three musketeers, let¡¯s go!¡±


    Kaka stepped on the gas, and the Ferrari zoomed away.


    They quickly reached their destination.


    ¡°Bundchen¡¯s here, she¡¯s mine.


    The rest of you are free to choose.¡±


    Inzaghi was already mapping out their ¡°battle¡± strategy, arm over the shoulders with Kaka and Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°I doubt she¡¯d be into you.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said, smirking.


    ¡°Then let¡¯s compete on merit!¡± Inzaghi huffed, not willing to back down, and took the two to the private room he had reserved.


    Upon entering, Huang Kaiwen had already spotted Gisele Bundchen.


    The group of supermodels were like fireflies in the night, impossible to ignore.


    Taking advantage of Inzaghi ordering, Huang Kaiwen dragged Kaka over.


    ¡°Hey, that¡¯s cheating!¡±


    Inzaghi chased after them, howling like a cat that¡¯s had its tail stepped on.


    Huang Kaiwen ignored him and went ahead, pulling Kaka along to greet them: ¡°Hi, Ricardo thinks you¡¯re very beautiful, but he¡¯s too shy to greet you, so I brought him over.¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t...¡±


    Before Kaka could finish, Huang Kaiwen stepped on his foot.


    Gisele Bundchen¡¯s eyes lit up when she saw Kaka.


    Although she was a Victoria¡¯s Secret supermodel, football players had a much higher status than models in Brazil.


    Kaka was the dream of thousands of Brazilian girls.


    Being able to marry Kaka would be the pinnacle of life.


    And would make women across the country green with envy.


    She had been with Lee before because he was handsome and famous, and now here was Kaka, fitting the same bill.


    ¡°Hi Kaka, I¡¯ve always loved watching you play soccer.


    I never thought I¡¯d actually meet you!¡±


    Gisele Bundchen came over to shake hands very warmly, almost clinging to Kaka.


    ¡°You, you too.¡±


    Kaka was clearly not comfortable with this kind of situation.


    His hands were helplessly unsure where to rest.


    ¡°We have another teammate.


    Would it be ok to call him over too?


    He¡¯s covering the bill today,¡± Huang Kaiwen pointed to Inzaghi and said.


    ¡°Sure, we all love AC Milan, meeting you guys is the luckiest thing this year,¡± Bundchen said with a smile, pulling Kaka down to sit with her.


    Huang Kaiwen gestured to Inzaghi, who came over and darkened upon assessing the situation.


    Gisele Bundchen was as attentive as those female fans who coveted Filippo¡¯s body.


    Could his handsome Filippo not measure up to a rookie like Kaka?


    Maybe Kaka was actually quite small!


    Inzaghi glanced and consoled himself with the thought.


    Luckily, Inzaghi was a man of the world.


    His self-adjusting capabilities were top-notch.


    As soon as he sat down, he picked up a glass and got cozy with Adriana Lima.


    ¡°Why aren¡¯t you talking?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen teased a young model with a baby face, holding his glass.


    ¡°I... I¡¯m not very famous, they are the ones signed with Victoria¡¯s Secret.¡±


    ¡°But I think you¡¯re the most beautiful,¡± Huang Kaiwen leaned in and said, recognizing Miranda Kerr right away.


    He preferred her look over the more rugged features of the two Brazilian supermodels.


    ¡°Hello, I¡¯m Miranda Kerr.¡±


    The girl shyly stepped back a bit, as Huang Kaiwen¡¯s breath was tickling her ear.


    ¡°I know you, I¡¯m your fan!¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re lying, I¡¯m not that famous at all,¡± Miranda Kerr said, her inhibitions loosening with the alcohol, sounding playfully coy.


    ¡°No, really, you¡¯re from Australia, debuted at 13, right?¡±


    ¡°You really know about me?¡± Miranda Kerr asked with wide-eyed surprise.


    ¡°Of course, I think you have a great presence and you¡¯re beautiful.


    Meeting you is like a dream come true!¡±


    ¡°Hehe, you¡¯re such a charmer, you talk like a playboy.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m definitely not,¡± Huang Kaiwen pointed at Inzaghi, with a look of disdain, and said, ¡°That guy there is the playboy.


    He changes girlfriends faster than he changes his underwear.¡±

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    ?59: 0057 Supreme Fist (Two in One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)_3 59: 0057 Supreme Fist (Two in One, Seeking Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets)_3 ¡°Ha ha...¡± Miranda Kerr chuckled as she patted Huang Kaiwen¡¯s thigh and asked, ¡°Aren¡¯t you afraid I¡¯ll tell him?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m telling the truth, and I¡¯d say the same to his face.¡±


    After chatting for a while, Huang Kaiwen stood up, taking Miranda Kerr with him, and said to the others, ¡°She¡¯s drunk.


    I¡¯m going to take her back.¡±


    Kaka looked at Huang Kaiwen, bewildered, like a golden retriever abandoned by its owner.


    Inzaghi secretly gave Huang Kaiwen a thumbs up.


    Back at the hotel,


    After who knows how long, she saw the dawn breaking and said with a hoarse voice, ¡°No good, I¡¯m so sleepy.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s because you lack exercise.¡±


    [Here we omit ten thousand words.]


    The next day, past ten in the morning, Huang Kaiwen emerged from the hotel, a triumphant look on his face.


    He stopped in his tracks at the newsstand.


    ¡°Milan trio¡¯s night of revelry, Inzaghi leads astray Kaka, Kevin¡±


    Huang Kaiwen picked up a newspaper and began to read.


    ¡°After defeating Inter Milan yesterday, Inzaghi took Kevin and Kaka to the famous JUST CAVALLI nightclub, where they encountered several models.


    Kevin was the first to leave with a young model.


    According to our sources, up to the time of this newspaper¡¯s printing, Kevin¡¯s room was still not quiet.


    Who knows what Barbara will think when she hears this news.¡±


    Crap!


    Huang Kaiwen was stunned.


    He hadn¡¯t anticipated being caught by the ¡°Milan Sports Newspaper.¡±


    Although Barbara didn¡¯t care much, it was still embarrassing to be in the papers.


    Feeling somewhat guilty on his way home, Huang Kaiwen wondered if Barbara would be angry when she got back today.


    Entering the yard and seeing the Mercedes parked in the garage, he was dumbstruck.


    Barbara wasn¡¯t at work?


    She hadn¡¯t given him any time to prepare.


    After much deliberation, Huang Kaiwen felt it was better to take the initiative.


    He silently recalled that ¡°Hand Combat Manual¡± he had seen in his past life.


    Remembering various boxing techniques.


    He paced in the yard, organizing his words aloud.


    ¡°This is a misunderstanding, not what you¡¯re thinking.¡±


    ¡°I just genuinely liked the atmosphere.¡±


    ¡°Inzaghi insisted I go.¡±


    ¡°It was just a simple drink; I don¡¯t know the models, Inzaghi called them over.¡±


    ¡°The atmosphere really got to me.¡±


    ¡°She was the one who made the first move.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m actually a victim too, can¡¯t you understand that?¡±


    ¡°All you care about is whether I sleep or not, not if I¡¯m tired.


    Don¡¯t you love me anymore?¡±


    ¡°Can¡¯t you have a little empathy?¡±


    Feeling his words were well-prepared, Huang Kaiwen mustered up the courage to enter the house.


    ¡°Back already?¡±


    The young lady sitting on the couch watching TV asked.


    ¡°Yeah.¡±


    ¡°Tired?


    If you¡¯re tired, go and rest a bit.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ???


    This wasn¡¯t what he was expecting.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I won¡¯t make a big deal out of it; I¡¯ve seen this kind of thing a lot.


    By the way, was that girl pretty?¡±


    ¡°Pretty.¡±


    The words slipped out before Huang Kaiwen hurriedly added, ¡°But she¡¯s nowhere near as beautiful as you.¡±


    ¡°Ha ha, you really are...¡±


    Barbara pulled him down to sit on the couch, whispered softly, ¡°I don¡¯t mind if you like her, but Inzaghi is not a good person; you shouldn¡¯t hang out with him, he¡¯s leading you astray.¡±


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s Inzaghi.


    He insisted on dragging me along!¡±


    ¡°So stay away from him.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen immediately nodded, abandoning Inzaghi.


    ¡°All tuckered out, huh?¡±


    ¡°Go take a nap, I¡¯ll wake you up for lunch later.¡± The young lady cradled Huang Kaiwen¡¯s head on her lap and said softly.


    In her mind, she was already thinking about where to transfer Inzaghi next season.

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    ?60: 0058 Kaka was deceived 60: 0058 Kaka was deceived By the time he was called for dinner, Huang Kaiwen had already rested well.


    Youth recover quickly.


    During dinner, Huang Kaiwen noticed something was off with Barbara¡¯s mood.


    He thought she was just sulking.


    Though she was indeed angry, she didn¡¯t vent it on him, which was simply exemplary girlfriend behavior, wasn¡¯t it?


    Huang Kaiwen cracked a few jokes, but they had no effect.


    At past midnight, after their exercise, they leaned against each other, both sweaty.


    Boom¡ª


    A muffled thunderclap sounded.


    The gloomy lightning tore through the night sky.


    Huang Kaiwen, holding the young lady, asked again, ¡°Are you angry because of what happened today?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen sighed; it was all his own doing.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s expression, Barbara patted his arm, laughing and said, ¡°Just kidding, it has nothing to do with you.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was skeptical.


    Even if Barbara was magnanimous, she could still get angry, right?


    ¡°Really!¡±


    Barbara, not wanting him to overthink, took the initiative to share her troubles.


    ¡°You know about my family, right?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I know.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t know!¡±


    Barbara denied what Huang Kaiwen said, then slowly began to describe her family.


    ¡°My father had two wives; Marina and Pierre are from his first wife.


    My mom Veronica is the second, and she had my sister Livia, me, and my younger brother Luigi.¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡±


    This was the first time Huang Kaiwen was learning about who in Barbara¡¯s family came from whom.


    ¡°Pierre was kidnapped by the Mafia and moved to Spain, he doesn¡¯t really manage family matters, he just takes dividends from the company.¡±


    ¡°So what you¡¯re talking about is Marina?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen guessed shrewdly.


    ¡°Yes, it¡¯s her!¡±


    Barbara said resentfully, ¡°That woman is always causing trouble, she dropped out of school early to enter the company, and now she¡¯s managing it.¡±


    ¡°I know her, I¡¯ve seen her occasionally in the newspaper, she¡¯s ranked as the 10th most powerful woman in Europe!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen said, nodding.


    ¡°Bullshit most powerful woman, she just inherited the family¡¯s influence!¡±


    Barbara pushed Huang Kaiwen lightly, continuing to blame her older sister, ¡°That bitch doesn¡¯t understand football at all, she plans to sell the team at a high position in the next couple of years, and Pierre agrees with her.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyes widened upon hearing this.


    This was not good at all.


    Barbara¡¯s family, selling the team would surely cause their own status to plummet directly?


    The young lady indeed didn¡¯t cuss the wrong person.


    Her older sister was utterly inconsiderate!


    ¡°What do your second sister and younger brother think?¡±


    ¡°Livia is thinking about becoming a designer, she¡¯s still foolishly studying architecture.


    Luigi is just a kid, his opinions carry no weight, now I¡¯m really troubled.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen held Barbara sympathetically.


    He hadn¡¯t realized she was facing such difficulties right now.


    Huang Kaiwen continued to ask, ¡°Is the e-commerce going smoothly?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, I previously hired a former executive from Amazon and found some knowledgeable people in China, I believe it will launch soon.¡±


    ¡°Then let me tell you a story.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen thought for a moment, then asked, ¡°Do you know what ¡®Wang Mang, modest before the usurpation¡¯ means?¡±


    Hearing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s Chinese, Barbara was completely confused.


    Huang Kaiwen began to tell her the bedtime story.


    The young lady wasn¡¯t ordinary; after hearing the story, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Huang Kaiwen excitedly and said, ¡°Are you suggesting I act more modestly, take the opportunity to ingratiate myself with the corporate elders to gain their support?¡±


    ¡°Correct, but also not correct,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen gently flicked the young lady¡¯s nose and said.


    ¡°It¡¯s still your father who calls the shots, although Marina holds power, it¡¯s all given by your father, and he can take it back anytime.


    So you should care for your dad more, visit him often without any particular reason, and agree with him more in conversations.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen spoke gently.


    He was secretly overjoyed.


    If the young lady often came home, wouldn¡¯t he be more free?


    He really was clever.


    A direct double stroke!


    ¡°But won¡¯t this be too slow, do you want me to inherit the estate?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    The young lady really dared to think big.


    When he had traveled back in time, her dad was still lively and kicking, even finding a girlfriend younger than your brother.


    ¡°No, no, no.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head and then summarized, ¡°First, you need to show concern for your father, and maintain good relationships with his flirtatious females.


    Second, explain to him the importance of Milan, highlighting how his quick rise to prime minister was due to Milan¡¯s good performance, making him a famous owner.


    Marina and others only wanted to sell the team because they were not interested in it, but Milan is very important to your father.


    Third, aren¡¯t you in control of Milan¡¯s public relations office?


    Once e-commerce is up, have the media overrun with promotions, showing your father your capabilities, making him see you as a better successor than Marina.


    Even if he doesn¡¯t hand over the group to you, you can still take the opportunity to claim the chairman position of Milan, or better yet, acquire the ownership of Milan.


    Fourth, often visit those elders in the company who hold power and also build good relationships with Milan¡¯s senior officials, such as Gagliani, make sure to win him over.


    Fifth, find opportunities to discredit your siblings in front of your father.


    They surely have their reservations about your father¡¯s lifestyle.


    Bribe reporters to criticize your father¡¯s way of life, then let the media go all out promoting it.


    Over time, your father will certainly harbor ill feelings toward them.


    Sixth, once the fifth step succeeds, then bribe those around them, instigate them to confront your father.


    As long as they do, their fall from grace won¡¯t be far off.¡±


    After Huang Kaiwen finished speaking, Barbara¡¯s eyes widened, and she excitedly hugged his neck and kissed him fervently.


    ¡°Darling, you are amazing, where did you learn all this?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen remained silent.


    He had those years of palace dramas to thank for that.


    If it hadn¡¯t been for Marina wanting to sell Milan, Huang Kaiwen really wouldn¡¯t have wanted to stir up discord within the family.


    But the ownership of Milan was his fundamental interest.


    No one could touch it!


    She would do as he said.


    Even if Barbara couldn¡¯t become the group¡¯s successor, getting the ownership of Milan and splitting some money would still be easy.


    In this day and age, to eat the easy meal, one must cultivate their own tycoon.


    Poor Mr.


    Huang had it tough.


    He discussed some finer details with the young lady, and the two didn¡¯t go to sleep until late at night.


    ...


    The next day, he went to the soccer team.


    Huang Kaiwen continued with his gym training.


    During lunch, he saw Kaka come over with a tray.


    Huang Kaiwen was curious about what happened that day.


    Inzaghi, that guy, surely hadn¡¯t done anything good, right?


    The media exposed only him, Huang Kaiwen felt it was too double-standard!


    ¡°Ricardo, what happened after I left that day?¡±


    Upon hearing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s question, Kaka blushed immediately.


    Huang Kaiwen widened his eyes; Kaka¡¯s reaction was not right.


    He wanted to ask about the issue with Inzaghi.


    He didn¡¯t expect to dig out a big issue!


    ¡°Tell me honestly!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen urged him quickly.


    ¡°...She said she was drunk, and it wasn¡¯t safe for her to go back alone.¡±


    ¡°Then, then I walked her home.¡±


    ¡°After that, she started to act crazy drunk, tried to strip my clothes, and no matter how much I yelled, she wouldn¡¯t sober up.


    I...I was afraid to resist, thinking I might hurt her.¡±


    ¡°And then, what happened?¡± Huang Kaiwen asked with a mischievous smile, ¡°Did you go all the way?¡±


    Kaka did not speak, shyly nodding his head.


    Huang Kaiwen could now be certain, this was a story of a pure young man meeting a scheming older sister.


    Unexpectedly, even the always virtuous Kaka had been fooled.


    Thinking about it, Huang Kaiwen felt somewhat guilty.


    If he hadn¡¯t been in such a hurry to leave and abandoned Kaka, Kaka might not have been deceived.


    Yet, that couldn¡¯t be said.


    It was for Kaka¡¯s growth.


    Huang Kaiwen immediately found an excuse for himself.

 Chapter 61 - 61 0059 Good Better Best!

    ?61: 0059 Good, Better, Best!


    (Seeking monthly tickets, recommendations) 61: 0059 Good, Better, Best!


    (Seeking monthly tickets, recommendations) Huang Kaiwen also felt emotional.


    He hadn¡¯t expected Kaka to start misbehaving as well.


    Inzaghi truly wasn¡¯t a good influence.


    No wonder Barbara wouldn¡¯t let him hang out with him.


    Alas, as an innocent man, it was too hard for him, Huang, to keep himself pure in such a complex environment.


    That evening, when he returned home.


    Seeing Miranda Kerr sitting on the sofa with Barbara, Huang Kaiwen was almost scared to death.


    Was this a setup for an interrogation?


    The young lady said she wasn¡¯t angry, so why had she brought people home?


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s expression, Barbara found it funny but still didn¡¯t have the heart to scare him.


    She took Miranda Kerr¡¯s hand and explained proactively, ¡°Miranda was attending an event in Milan, and staying in a hotel is so inconvenient, so I invited her to stay at our place.¡±


    Seeing that Huang Kaiwen was still standing there.


    Barbara gave Huang Kaiwen a look and pulled him to sit down on the sofa next to her.


    The placement was very subtle.


    Huang Kaiwen was in the middle between the two women.


    ¡°You¡¯re getting lucky today.¡± Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s questioning gaze, Barbara said somewhat irritably.


    Huang Kaiwen could only scratch his head and chuckle stupidly.


    The young lady really was formidable.


    She had brought someone directly to their home, after all.


    And he, Huang, couldn¡¯t possibly ask her to leave.


    It was going to be another exhausting day.


    A few days later, Milan played a draw against Brescia at home.


    And then it was time for the second leg of the UEFA Champions League against Inter Milan.


    Huang Kaiwen was very aware of the importance of this match.


    It was all the trouble he, Huang, had stirred up.


    As long as he was on the field, Milan could not afford to lose to Inter Milan, or many people would be disappointed.


    And he remembered Dida¡¯s situation.


    It was a good opportunity to top up his rather scant ¡°Fate Points.¡±


    ...


    On April 12th,


    The young lady appeared in the stands,


    Unfortunately, Miranda Kerr had already left Italy to attend another event.


    Otherwise, she would have really surprised those who were waiting to see him make a fool of himself.


    Damn it, no problem that a handsome face can¡¯t solve.


    If there is, then add a fine waist!


    In the away dressing room, seeing Huang Kaiwen getting dressed, Fat Ancelotti still asked with some concern, ¡°Are you really feeling up to starting today?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, coach.


    I¡¯m feeling fantastic today!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen thought to himself, I¡¯ve used my ¡°Injury Immunity Card¡±, not Materazzi, not even Pepe and De Jong together could scare me now.


    ¡°Alright then, just be careful.¡±


    Saying this, Fat Ancelotti skillfully took a small pouch from his suit pocket and handed it to Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Bought this from that Frenchman.


    According to him, his grandfather was a colonial officer who got it from a wizard in Algeria.


    It¡¯s very effective!¡±


    Seeing the expectant look on his coach¡¯s face, Huang Kaiwen felt very fucked up.


    A perfectly fine person, what had he driven himself to?


    It was after all the trouble he, Huang, had caused.


    Cautiously, Huang Kaiwen asked, ¡°It¡¯s not something to eat, right?¡±


    ¡°No, don¡¯t worry,¡± Fat Ancelotti clarified proactively, ¡°It¡¯s a Lucky Feather.¡±


    ¡°How should I carry it then?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes wordlessly, could he stick it on his head?


    ¡°There¡¯s some adhesive tape inside, you can stick it on your body.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Alright, as long as it¡¯s not something to eat.


    ...


    ¡°Kevin is starting today, it¡¯s a great day!¡±


    ¡°Haven¡¯t seen him recently, feels like Milan isn¡¯t complete without him.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s great that he¡¯s back, I believe facing Inter Milan, Kevin will definitely teach them a lesson!¡±


    Crudeli¡¯s voice was trembling, the old man was overly excited.


    From the warm-up, Huang Kaiwen was bombarded with jeers from Inter Milan fans.


    Today was Inter Milan¡¯s home field, San Siro now being called Meazza.


    Though it was the same stadium.


    The distribution of tickets to the two teams varied between home and away games.


    Today, Milan fans numbered only a few thousand.


    Even so, they supported the team to the fullest extent.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen waving at them, the away supporters¡¯ stand erupted into another bout of screams.


    Recently, there were noticeably more female fans attending the matches than last season.


    When he returned to the tunnel, Huang Kaiwen decided to draw a card from his 100 ¡°Expectation Points.¡±


    [Ding, obtained 1967-1968 English League One, Round 22 Manchester United vs West Ham United, Single Match Experience Card for George Best]


    What?


    Fat Ancelotti interrupted him in the locker room, and he had completely forgotten about today¡¯s scratch card.


    Looking at it now, his luck was off the charts today.


    Anyone who knows a bit about soccer knows George Best is one of Manchester United¡¯s ¡°Holy Trinity¡± and many fans consider him the greatest player in the club¡¯s history.


    Although Huang Kaiwen felt that title was somewhat exaggerated.


    But no doubt, he was a superstar.


    Being named ¡°Player of the Century¡± at a club like Manchester United definitely meant he was extraordinary.


    It seemed that today, he, Huang Kaiwen, was set to dominate again!


    As they prepared to kick off, the commentator began introducing the starting lineups for both teams.


    Inter Milan 4231:


    Goalkeeper: Toldo,


    Defenders: Favalli, Materazzi, Cordoba, Sannetti,


    Midfielders: Zanetti, Cambiasso, Gilardino, Veron, Van der Meyde,


    Forward: Adriano.


    Milan 442:


    Goalkeeper: Dida,


    Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Stam, Cafu,


    Midfielders: Huang Kaiwen, Pirlo, Ambrosini, Kaka,


    Forwards: Shevchenko, Crespo.


    At 7:45 p.m., the German referee Markus Merk blew the whistle to start the match.


    Crespo took the ball and made a back pass, and Kaka quickly tapped it to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen received the ball and immediately felt different.


    His sense of the game was too good today, a feeling he had never had before.


    One could only say George Best lived up to his name.


    Van der Meyde came up to pressurize him.


    Huang Kaiwen pulled the ball, then tipped it, effortlessly nutmegging his opponent.


    He breezed past the Dutchman and continued forward with the ball.


    Huang Kaiwen felt his speed had also increased.


    Awesome!


    Cambiasso came close trying to stop Huang Kaiwen from continuing with the ball.


    As he dribbled, Huang Kaiwen pushed the ball forward with his left foot.


    The moment Cambiasso stretched out his foot, he quickly powered his left foot, knocking the ball to his right foot.


    ¡°Fried Dumpling!!!¡±


    Crudeli excitedly shouted, ¡°This most straightforward dribbling move has reached the realm of pure mastery under Kevin¡¯s feet.


    In all my years of commentating and watching countless players, including Cruyff and Maradona, no one comes close to Kevin¡¯s understanding of the fried dumpling.¡±


    ¡°Whether with his left foot or right foot, Kevin handles it with ease.¡±


    ¡°Although he usually played as a right winger, even after switching to the left today, his fried dumpling is still as smooth, easily getting past the tough Argentine Cambiasso and driving toward Inter Milan¡¯s penalty area.¡±


    ¡°Inter Milan should be scared because the best Kevin is back!¡±


    ¡°Sannetti and Cordoba rushed up, with Kaka positioning to receive the pass.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen slightly turned his body.


    Cordoba immediately turned towards Kaka, fearing a pass.


    Then, Huang Kaiwen used his right foot as a pivot.


    He pulled the ball with his left foot and spun, evading Sannetti.


    Marseille turn!


    A feint pass, a real Marseille turn!


    Even the Inter Milan fans were momentarily speechless.


    Such a player was too terrifying.


    And Huang Kaiwen¡¯s show wasn¡¯t over yet.


    He had just entered the penalty area.


    Before the other Inter Milan players could react,


    Huang Kaiwen standing on the edge of the penalty box, directly scooped the underside of the ball.


    Whoosh¡ª


    The ball turned into a rainbow.


    Toldo immediately leapt to the side in an attempt to save it.


    But he dove in vain.


    He couldn¡¯t reach it at all.


    The ball was too high up.


    Thwack.


    The ball hit the underside of the crossbar and bounced into the net.


    Huang Kaiwen, a solo play right from the kickoff!

 Chapter 62 - 62 0060 Who Needs Kevin Requesting Monthly and Recommendation Votes

    ?62: 0060 Who Needs Kevin (Requesting Monthly and Recommendation Votes) 62: 0060 Who Needs Kevin (Requesting Monthly and Recommendation Votes) Silence,


    The entire Meazza Stadium was deathly silent.


    The Milan fans who had stood up in advance were all stunned!


    Ancelotti held his head in his hands, his eyes wide open.


    He simply couldn¡¯t believe what was happening before him.


    Inside the commentary booth, there was also a moment of silence.


    But the next second, the whole world erupted!


    Crudeli went wild in the commentary booth, the veteran commentator behaving like an overexcited teenager as he yelled, ¡°Kevin~~~~~~~~~~~Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°A genius¡¯s superb strike,¡±


    ¡°A goal worthy of Maradona!¡±


    ¡°An incomparable piece of art, his feet are God¡¯s greatest gift to humanity!¡±


    ¡°Poor Toldo, facing such an opponent, he could only serve as a backdrop.


    But when he retires, he should feel honored to be one of the footnotes to this goal, perhaps the greatest achievement of his career!¡±


    Ancelotti and his assistant coach hugged each other, jumping up and down, very much like animals mating.


    After Huang Kaiwen arrived in Milan.


    Ancelotti became increasingly excited.


    Shevchenko was shocked, looking for Huang Kaiwen to celebrate.


    But on turning around,


    He found Kaka had already jumped onto Huang Kaiwen¡¯s back.


    The two rushed together to the away fans¡¯ stand.


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    The Rossoneri fans waved their scarves and jerseys frantically, pulling at their arms and shouting.


    Even Barbara was influenced by them.


    She joined in the shouting until her face turned red and her ears hot.


    ¡°Keep an eye on that number 10.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s press him together later, don¡¯t let him hold the ball for too long.¡±


    Sannetti loyally carried out his duties, encouraging his teammates to defend.


    But even the tough Argentinian didn¡¯t hold much hope in his heart.


    Could such skill really be stopped?


    The ordinarily proud Dutch winger Van der Meyde was also stunned.


    Even in the Netherlands, it was rare to see such a beautiful goal.


    Let alone in the defensively stronger Serie A.


    The Nera Group, recently singing ¡°Crazy Inter Milan,¡± stared blankly at the pitch.


    Allowing the Milanese to celebrate wildly in their home stadium.


    They looked towards their own Adriano.


    Only feeling the immense gap in assurance for the next ten years¡ªhow could it be so vast?


    The aggregate score was 0:3.


    Inter Milan could be said to be teetering on the edge of a cliff.


    After the match restarted, they counterattacked crazily.


    But Milan¡¯s attack today was too fierce.


    Crespo continued his extraordinary form.


    Feeling pressured, Ballon d¡¯Or winner Shevchenko was also fighting hard.


    Kaka was in good shape all along.


    Huang Kaiwen was on a roll like he was cheating.


    There was a wonderful chemistry between the two genius midfielders.


    If it weren¡¯t for the toughness of the two Argentinians, Inter Milan would likely have been riddled with holes today!


    Ancelotti watched the pitch with a chuckle.


    He hadn¡¯t expected the Lucky Feather to actually work.


    Today¡¯s Kevin was almost back to his full strength.


    If it would only stay this way.


    With his team neck and neck with Juventus in the league and progressing triumphantly in the UEFA Champions League, who else could claim the double crown this season?


    But just a few minutes later, Adriano scored a goal.


    Materazzi¡¯s long pass from the backfield sailed directly to the front, and Nesta¡¯s usually reliable ball control failed.


    Adriano shot the ball and it hit Nesta¡¯s leg.


    The ball bounced back, and Adriano took another shot, finally breaking through Milan¡¯s goal.


    1:3.


    Although still behind on aggregate, it also gave Inter Milan a glimmer of hope.


    The goal-scoring Adriano charged to the corner flag area and kicked the flagpole.


    Materazzi, providing the threatening ball, also ran like mad.


    He had been under immense pressure recently.


    He charged all the way to the front to embrace Adriano.


    The long-suffering Inter Milan fans also started jumping and bouncing in the stands.


    The whole Meazza Stadium plunged into an ocean of joy.


    They even chanted a slogan:


    ¡°We don¡¯t need Kevin, we have Adriano, we don¡¯t need Kaka, we have Adriano...¡±


    In their eyes, Inter Milan could soon equalize or even surpass.


    Not willing to give up, Milan fans started to shout Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name.


    ...


    After the game restarted.


    Inter Milan fans realized they were still at a disadvantage.


    Even if they kept a close watch on Huang Kaiwen, Milan was not a one-man team.


    In the 33rd minute, Huang Kaiwen finally got a good chance to take the ball.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen with the ball,


    Van der Meyde felt a chill on his scalp.


    Are you satisfied, satisfied now?


    Can¡¯t you?


    You used to play on the right wing, but today you just have to play on the left, are you targeting me, Van der Meyde?


    Under Coach Mancini¡¯s urging, Van der Meyde reluctantly approached.


    Huang Kaiwen pushed the ball forward with his left foot.


    Van der Meyde¡¯s eyes lit up.


    A player skilled just as him,


    He could also make fried meatballs.


    Van der Meyde thought he could intercept.


    The Dutch winger decisively moved to the left, waiting for Huang Kaiwen to deliver the ball.


    But although Huang Kaiwen¡¯s left foot moved,


    It was not a toe poke to his right foot.


    Instead, he hooked the ball back.


    Flicking the bull¡¯s tail!


    By the time Huang Kaiwen sent the ball back to Van der Meyde¡¯s front,


    The Dutch winger hastily extended his foot, not wanting to be fooled by the ¡°flicking the bull¡¯s tail¡± a second time.


    But this time, Huang Kaiwen poked with his left foot and the ball went to his right side.


    Fried meatball!


    Van der Meyde guessed wrong both times!


    By the time he tried to recover, his brain sent out the command, but his body couldn¡¯t keep up.


    He was directly faked out by Huang Kaiwen and fell to the ground.


    Seeing Cambiasso coming up, Huang Kaiwen sidestepped and passed the ball to Kaka.


    Kaka immediately passed it back.


    Cambiasso, with a dark face, went after Huang Kaiwen again, hoping to close him down with his compatriot Sannetti.


    But this time, Huang Kaiwen passed it horizontally to Kaka again.


    Milan¡¯s two forwards were at the front.


    Kaka broke through the midfield with the ball.


    Cambiasso could only sullenly chase backwards.


    No sooner had he left, Kaka passed the ball to the flank again.


    This time, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t wait for Cambiasso to return, and passed it back.


    The two kept coordinating and moved towards Inter Milan¡¯s penalty area.


    Cambiasso, after repeatedly changing directions, slipped and fell on the turf.


    Shevchenko was roaming the defensive line, constantly calling for the ball with his left hand behind his back.


    Kaka glanced at Huang Kaiwen¡¯s position.


    Sure enough, he passed the ball!


    He looked at Shevchenko and made a move forward.


    Shevchenko had already started running, and Inter Milan¡¯s defenders immediately marked the new Ballon d¡¯Or winner.


    But the path of the rolling ball was diagonal, quickly reaching Huang Kaiwen.


    Shevchenko¡¯s face darkened.


    Crudeli exclaimed with surprise,


    ¡°Kevin is through on goal!!!¡±


    Anxious fans stood up, staring at the penalty area, not daring to blink.


    In the middle of the large penalty area, Huang Kaiwen dribbled another step.


    Toldo reacted with speed this time,


    Charging out of goal.


    As Huang Kaiwen with the ball was about to collide with Toldo,


    Suddenly he made a quick stop.


    He dragged the ball sideways with his left foot.


    Toldo moved with him, not yet stable,


    Huang Kaiwen poked with the tip of his boot.


    The ball whooshed between Toldo¡¯s legs and quickly crossed the goal line.


    When the Inter Milan goalkeeper looked back, his expression was one of utter despair.


    ¡°Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin, it¡¯s Kevin again.


    Just now I heard the Meazza Stadium asking who needs Kevin, now I want to ask Inter Milan fans.¡±


    ¡°Are you sure?¡±

 Chapter 63 - 63 0061 Unhurt can act

    ?63: 0061 Unhurt can act 63: 0061 Unhurt can act At that moment, he heard the chants of the Inter Milan fans.


    Huang Kaiwen felt agitated as well.


    But the more annoyed he was, the less he could afford an explosive outburst.


    Having been online for many years, Huang Kaiwen knew one truth very well.


    The most lethal act is to ¡°flex¡± subtly!


    So after scoring a goal,


    He did not embrace his teammates.


    He even avoided Shevchenko.


    Standing in front of Inter Milan¡¯s goal,


    he spread his arms, tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion.


    Though he didn¡¯t speak,


    his silence was more eloquent than words.


    Huang Kaiwen seemed to be asking,


    ¡°Why did I score?


    Why was it so easy to score!¡±


    His actions felt like a slap in the face to every person in the Nera Group!


    Inter Milan fans felt a burning pain on their faces.


    They retaliated with boos,


    but lacked the intensity from the start of the game.


    The sparse boos aptly reflected the mood of the Inter Milan fans.


    ¡°Your celebration was so cool!¡±


    Kaka approached Huang Kaiwen, and the two walked back hooking shoulders.


    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t have been able to score without you.¡±


    ¡°Heh heh.¡±


    ...


    ¡°Guys, we can¡¯t lose.¡±


    ¡°At least we can¡¯t lose again!¡±


    Sannetti still kept persuading his teammates.


    After the restart, Inter Milan tried to find more opportunities.


    But today, the performances of the two teams were not on the same level.


    Pirlo, who had once been let go by Inter Milan to AC Milan, had become one of the most important pieces for Milan.


    While Cambiasso and Zanetti,


    had adequate defense,


    they lacked organizational capabilities,


    resulting in Inter Milan¡¯s biggest problem, a severe disconnection between the defense and the attack.


    Ancelotti shook his head in analysis; he did not have high hopes for Inter Milan.


    Apart from Pirlo,


    there was also a gap in the attacking midfield.


    Veron was a player who greatly needed to control the ball,


    but when he had the ball, he didn¡¯t have the potent striking power of Kaka.


    The difference was too big between them, one ahead and one behind, compared to Milan.


    Inter Milan had two players on the wings, but could they compare with Kevin?


    Ancelotti, stroking his chin, chuckled to himself.


    The advantage is mine!


    In the last phase of injury time, Gilardino, who hadn¡¯t made much of an impact today, made a mistake with the ball and, frustrated, pushed Cafu, earning a yellow card.


    Both teams returned to the locker rooms.


    On the side with the blue jerseys, the atmosphere was cold, just like the color of their jerseys.


    Whereas in AC Milan¡¯s locker room, the atmosphere was fiery.


    Inzaghi, pulling two Brazilian players along, was twisting his body.


    Although handsome, his body was very stiff, unable to compare at all with Cafu and Dida.


    Even without playing, Filippo couldn¡¯t contain his excitement.


    ¡°Damn Inter Milan, they are toast!¡±


    ¡°To lose four games in a season, I¡¯d be embarrassed to go outside if I were an Inter Milan player.¡±


    ¡°Semi-final, final, champion!¡±


    Watching his noisy teammates, Paolo Maldini showed a knowing smile.


    Huang Kaiwen glanced at Inzaghi, who danced like a zombie, and reminded him, ¡°A three-goal lead isn¡¯t safe, buddy.¡±


    ¡°How can it not be safe with a three-goal lead?


    Can the opponents turn it around?¡±


    Shevchenko, who hadn¡¯t scored, questioned somewhat annoyed.


    ¡°Hey, I think Kevin is right,¡±


    said Kaka, stepping in first.


    Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said no more.


    As time was almost up, Ancelotti still approached Huang Kaiwen and asked, ¡°Can you still play?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, coach,¡±


    but what Huang Kaiwen was really thinking about as he left the locker room was something else.


    That meant watching Dida.


    Today, with him around, nobody could touch his brother.


    Roberto Mancini apparently couldn¡¯t hold it in anymore.


    As soon as the second half started, the Inter Milan coach made two substitutions.


    ¡°Mihajlovic replaced Zanetti, and Cruz came in for Gilardino,¡±


    ¡°Inter Milan switched to a two-striker formation.¡±


    ¡°Down by three goals, Inter Milan was desperate.¡±


    ¡°More crucially, today was Inter Milan¡¯s home game.¡±


    ¡°With two away goals in hand, AC Milan was as steady as Mount Tai.¡±


    ¡°With a total score of 1:4, even if they pulled it equal, Inter Milan would still be eliminated.


    If they didn¡¯t want to be eliminated, they needed four goals!¡±


    ¡°If Kevin were at Inter Milan, they might still have a glimmer of hope.¡±


    Crudeli¡¯s mouth kept running.


    He didn¡¯t sound like a 61-year-old commentator at all.


    And his analysis was spot on.


    It didn¡¯t take long after Inter Milan kicked off for problems to arise.


    They were delayed indefinitely in getting the ball forward.


    Veron was in an awkward position as an attacking midfielder.


    His strength was in long, accurate passes, advancing play, and organizing attacks.


    Being too far forward, he wasn¡¯t as effective as a traditional attacking midfielder.


    Not to mention compared to Kaka, who played with full impact and a European style of play.


    A single Pirlo could keep Veron from passing the ball promptly just by sticking close.


    Let alone Ambrosini, who often came back to defend.


    So when Inter Milan¡¯s attack reached the front, it often ended up with Veron passing to Van der Meyde.


    In the 61st minute, Veron received the ball again and passed it sideways to Van der Meyde.


    Van der Meyde had had some good times under Cooper.


    But he was gradually getting lost.


    Much like Boateng had initially at Inter Milan.


    Facing AC Milan¡¯s captain, Maldini, Van der Meyde executed two consecutive step-overs and then a flick.


    Maldini stretched out his leg and easily poked the ball away.


    Then he overpowered Van der Meyde physically.


    Carrying the Dutchman with the ball, he charged forward.


    ¡°Attack down the left!¡±


    ¡°Ahead of Maldini is Kevin, Cambiasso is at a loss, he doesn¡¯t know who to guard.¡±


    ¡°Cambiasso chooses Maldini, and as he feared, Maldini passes the ball ahead, Kevin¡¯s got it!¡±


    ¡°Kevin speeds up with the ball, Sannetti¡¯s on him.¡±


    ¡°Is Sannetti trying to slide tackle?¡±


    ¡°Beautiful!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin uses a rainbow flick to fly over Inter Milan¡¯s captain, he¡¯s like a sprite on the soccer field.¡±


    ¡°Kevin, with his back to the goal, leans on Cordoba, and my poor brain can¡¯t even begin to guess his next move.¡±


    ¡°My heavens...¡±


    ¡°Cordoba kicks Kevin¡¯s foot from behind, that¡¯s just too savage!!!¡±


    Crudeli roared, denouncing the Inter Milan defender.


    Huang Kaiwen hit the ground acting immediately.


    With the ¡°Injury Immunity Card,¡± he truly wouldn¡¯t get hurt.


    But is it right for you to kick me like that?


    The instant he hit the turf, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s left foot bent slightly backward.


    He rolled over once, pulling his left leg toward his chest.


    Hands covering his left foot, he rolled around on the ground.


    Materazzi, initially intending to defend, saw this.


    He actually heaved a sigh of relief at first.


    A bit of schadenfreude.


    Damn!


    The last time he injured this kid, he was cursed for half a year.


    If it were Materazzi instead of Cordoba, he couldn¡¯t even begin to imagine what those AC Milan fans would do.


    ¡°Bastard!!!¡±


    Kaka rushed over and shoved Cordoba.


    Shevchenko quickly grabbed Kaka.


    Materazzi immediately stepped up in front.


    Players from both sides rushed over immediately, causing chaos at the sidelines.


    Some Inter Milan fans even yelled in approval.


    Meanwhile, Ancelotti, still the same middle-aged man, hadn¡¯t changed a bit.


    ¡°Medic, medic!!!¡±

 Chapter 64 - 64 0062 Fireworks were thrown down from the stands

    ?64: 0062 Fireworks were thrown down from the stands 64: 0062 Fireworks were thrown down from the stands Milan¡¯s team doctors were quite experienced in handling this kind of situation.


    One could say that from the moment Huang Kaiwen entered the field, they were on a wartime footing.


    Lieven Maesschalck, carrying his medical kit, was the first to rush onto the field.


    He quickly knelt beside Huang Kaiwen.


    He took off Huang Kaiwen¡¯s soccer shoes and socks to examine him.


    The Milan players also gathered around.


    ¡°How does it feel?¡±


    Maesschalck asked, frowning.


    Because he couldn¡¯t see what the problem was.


    ¡°Much better, it hurt a lot just now!¡±


    ¡°Alright, I suggest you leave the field,¡± Maesschalck said, ¡°Even though it¡¯s not apparent, I fear it might be a tendon injury.¡±


    ¡°Help me up to try.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t say he couldn¡¯t play, just to try getting up.


    Leaning on Lieven Maesschalck.


    He staggered a couple of steps.


    Huang Kaiwen began to try walking on his own.


    He jumped a couple of times.


    He shook his ankle.


    ¡°I should still be able to play,¡± Huang Kaiwen said.


    Maesschalck replied, ¡°I suggest you get off the field if you insist on continuing.¡±


    ¡°I insist.¡±


    ¡°Alright, be careful then.¡±


    Maesschalck hurriedly walked to the sideline and discussed Huang Kaiwen¡¯s condition with Ancelotti.


    Ancelotti was both relieved and worried.


    It would be best if there was no injury.


    But what if there¡¯s an injury and they haven¡¯t detected it?


    Fat Ancelotti looked conflicted as he instructed Seedorf to return to the bench.


    ¡°Are you really okay?¡± Kaka asked Huang Kaiwen, full of concern.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I know my own body.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good, but be careful,¡± Crespo hurriedly added.


    Finally, an opportunity to make his presence felt.


    A few of them were getting ready to join in the set-piece attack.


    It seemed as if everything had passed.


    But Crudeli, sitting in the broadcast booth, was not at all satisfied.


    ¡°A yellow card?¡±


    ¡°Just a yellow card?¡±


    ¡°Cordoba¡¯s foul was practically murderous.


    First Materazzi, now him, is Inter Milan a bunch of savages?¡±


    ¡°They¡¯ve hired wizards, and they¡¯re still playing dirty!¡±


    ¡°What did Kevin do wrong?¡±


    ¡°Do they want all the outstanding players to leave Italy or what?¡±


    TV viewers who were Milan fans were seething with indignation.


    Inter Milan had really gone too far!


    Pirlo and Cafu stood together at the spot of the foul.


    The two of them gave Huang Kaiwen thumbs up.


    The message was clear, they would avenge him.


    Whistle¡ª


    After the whistle blew, Pirlo took a running start and kicked the ball.


    The ball flew over the wall and straight toward the goal.


    Duang,


    It grazed the crossbar and went out for a goal kick.


    Just a bit more and it could have been another goal.


    Huang Kaiwen noticed that quite a few Inter Milan fans had started setting off fireworks in the stands.


    Now, the Meazza sat atop a powder keg.


    Just a catalyst short of an explosion.


    ¡°Inter Milan has used their last substitution.¡±


    ¡°Martins comes on for Van der Meyde, while Milan brings on Serginho for Crespo.¡±


    With Van der Meyde, Veron could still play it across.


    Now with Van der Meyde off, the frontline had three strikers, leaving Veron in a tight spot.


    He couldn¡¯t find a way to pass due to pressure from Ambrosini and Pirlo.


    The three forwards upfront were like decorations.


    In the 75th minute, Inter Milan¡¯s backline played a long pass to the front.


    Veron couldn¡¯t even get the ball before it was intercepted.


    After Ambrosini passed to the side, Cafu sent a long diagonal pass aiming for Huang Kaiwen.


    The pass was mediocre.


    But Huang Kaiwen jumped up and easily controlled the ball.


    Facing Cambiasso, he deftly tapped the ball and sped up.


    He split from the ball and dashed past.


    Cambiasso turned back to pull at his shirt.


    Yet Huang Kaiwen, as if having eyes on his back, slightly sidestepped to avoid it.


    ¡°Damn it, Inter Milan wants to foul again!¡±


    Crudeli snorted coldly.


    ¡°Mihajlovic? is moving to defend, he plans to double-team Kevin with Cordoba.¡±


    ¡°Kevin passed, beautifully, with the ability to use both feet the opponent has no way to anticipate.¡±


    ¡°As Mihajlovic? moves up, Kaka is left unmarked, and Kaka drives the ball towards the penalty area.¡±


    ¡°Materazzi is sticking closely to Shevchenko, but now Milan has two wings, Serginho is on the right side receiving the ball.¡±


    ¡°Cross!!!!¡±


    Serginho kicked the ball with his right foot into the penalty area.


    But only Shevchenko had entered the box, to no avail.


    Materazzi cleared the ball in advance.


    Kaka rushed forward, not waiting for the ball to land and swung his right foot.


    Bang¡ª¡ª


    It was blocked by Materazzi, who threw himself into its path.


    The ball fell back to Serginho¡¯s feet.


    Seeing Favalli charging at him, Serginho quickly shifted it to the left.


    With just a glance.


    Huang Kaiwen knew the pass was too high.


    He couldn¡¯t make it to the sideline in time, as the ball was already in front of him.


    In such a situation, he had no choice.


    He twisted his body and used his right foot for support.


    With a swing of his left foot in a side kick, he fiercely struck the ball.


    Bang¡ª¡ª


    Like a meteor!


    The ball deformed the instant it made contact with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s left foot.


    It then sped towards Inter Milan¡¯s goal.


    Toldo almost instinctively leapt to his left, but how could he stop a shot as if sent from the heavens?


    The ultimate speed, it arrived in a blink of an eye.


    An extreme angle, a perfect dead corner.


    The ball seemed to drill into the junction of the crossbar and post in the blink of an eye.


    Toldo¡¯s stretched arm only added to the pathos.


    ¡°Kevin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    Crudeli once again displayed his skill of sprinting wildly in the broadcast studio.


    ¡°Kevin Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin¡¯s hat-trick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°With almost the same posture as Zidane in the 2002 UEFA Champions League final, Kevin scored an even more spectacular goal.¡±


    ¡°His movement was more graceful than Zidane¡¯s, more powerful, and the angle of the shot was even more cunning.¡±


    ¡°I am certain that today, the best Kevin has returned.¡±


    ¡°Poor Toldo, he will appear in Kevin¡¯s goal highlights.¡±


    ¡°Inter Milan are losers, and Toldo is the most pitiful among these losers.¡±


    ¡°A single season, four consecutive victories, Milan have created history in the Milan Derby.¡±


    ¡°Kevin is the writer of history!¡±


    Ancelotti rushed to the sideline.


    He squatted in a horse stance, his fists shaking wildly.


    Shevchenko hurried to celebrate, even faster than Kaka.


    ¡°That was beautiful, Kevin.¡±


    ¡°This ball was incredible, how did you do it?¡±


    ¡°Was it a fluke?¡± Kaka joked along.


    Huang Kaiwen, embraced by his teammates, was equally thrilled.


    But at that moment.


    He saw fireworks being thrown down from the stands.


    As if a war horn had sounded.


    A torrent of debris began to fall from the sky.


    Having held back for so long, the Inter Milan fans finally found an outlet.


    The powder keg had finally exploded!

 Chapter 65 - 65 0063 Kevin blocks the fireworks Didas tears soak his shirtfront

    ?65: 0063 Kevin blocks the fireworks, Dida¡¯s tears soak his shirtfront 65: 0063 Kevin blocks the fireworks, Dida¡¯s tears soak his shirtfront ¡°Inter Milan fans started to throw objects onto the field.¡±


    ¡°Their emotions were extremely agitated.¡±


    ¡°The main referee was communicating with Sannetti, probably asking the Inter Milan captain to persuade the fans.¡±


    ¡°If the fans¡¯ emotions can¡¯t be calmed down quickly, the referee might suspend the game.¡±


    He saw fireworks and various objects continuously falling like rain.


    Huang Kaiwen thought to himself that this was bad.


    It was too late, Dida could be in danger.


    He hurriedly ran back.


    Both Shevchenko and Kaka, left behind, were completely confused.


    They had been celebrating, and then suddenly he ran back.


    Was he afraid of being hit by the objects?


    The Inter Milan fans still had some sense, not throwing anything into their own penalty area.


    There really shouldn¡¯t be any worry about getting hit, right?


    Shevchenko was a bit speechless.


    He felt that Huang Kaiwen was being overly cautious.


    Ancelotti thought the same.


    But he was very pleased.


    Kevin knew to be cautious about his safety, that was the best thing.


    And back on the defense, Huang Kaiwen saw several fireworks thrown near the goal line, with Dida bending over to clean them up, and he sped up his pace once more.


    Just then,


    another firework was thrown from the stands.


    Huang Kaiwen saw the firework headed toward Dida¡¯s head, his heart filled with anger and urgency.


    Damn it,


    he, Huang, had kept an eye on Dida for almost a whole season to change his fate and incidentally earn some ¡°Fate Points¡±; how could he let you ruin it?


    The fireworks were falling fast.


    He might not catch up.


    Huang Kaiwen pushed off with his feet, ran a few quick steps, then threw his body out to shield Dida.


    After all, with the ¡°Injury Immunity Card,¡± he wasn¡¯t afraid of anything thrown in the field today, not even knives.


    Wham,


    The firework, aimed at Dida¡¯s head, hit Huang Kaiwen instead.


    Huang Kaiwen leapt to shield Dida from the fireworks.


    Boom¡ª


    The away fans¡¯ stand exploded instantly.


    The few thousand Milan fans began to storm the barrier net that separated the home and away stands.


    They were screaming for vengeance for Huang Kaiwen.


    The stands were in chaos.


    ¡°Medic, medic!¡± Ancelotti instinctively activated his signature skill.


    The Milan medical team rushed onto the field with a stretcher.


    Crudeli angrily shouted, ¡°Inter Milan fans are committing murder; they don¡¯t care about football anymore, they only want to vent their destructive desire.


    The Italian Football Federation and UEFA must punish Inter Milan severely; they shouldn¡¯t be allowed in next season¡¯s UEFA Champions League.¡±


    ¡°Damn it, it looks like Kevin is hurt.¡±


    Dida stood up, saw the fireworks at his feet, and Huang Kaiwen rolling on the ground clutching his head.


    He understood everything.


    Kevin had actually blocked the firework aimed at his head for him.


    Dida felt a surge of fear.


    Then he felt somewhat guilty, his heart filled with gratitude towards Huang Kaiwen.


    Seeing the stretcher, he ran over, grabbing the edge of it.


    Even though he really wasn¡¯t needed there,


    he still felt it made him feel a bit better doing so.


    Huang Kaiwen, lying on the stretcher, suddenly grabbed Dida¡¯s hand.


    ¡°Buddy, I¡¯m here!¡±


    Dida, with tears in his eyes, looked at Huang Kaiwen, holding his hand tightly, a scene that seemed straight out of a soap opera.


    ¡°Nelson...¡±


    ¡°Buddy, I¡¯m here!¡±


    ¡°Nelson.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen gripped Dida¡¯s hand tightly, his eyes intently fixed on Dida.


    It took a long while before he spoke with ¡°all his strength,¡± stuttering, ¡°Promise me, Nelson, promise me.¡±


    ¡°I promise, I promise you everything.¡±


    Dida, holding Huang Kaiwen¡¯s hand, wept uncontrollably.


    ¡°Promise me...


    Nelson, no, don¡¯t let this incident...


    become your demon, be brave, face it all, don¡¯t be afraid of what¡¯s behind you, don¡¯t look back during the game, don¡¯t mind those cowards behind you, be a fearless strong man!¡±


    ¡°I promise, I promise you!!!¡±


    As Dida spoke, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s head slumped, and he was silent.


    The hand that had been tightly grasping Dida¡¯s had also loosened weakly and dangled along the side of the stretcher.


    ¡°Kevin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    Dida fell to his knees and raised his head in a mournful howl.


    Tears poured down like rain.


    God is so unjust!


    Kevin was so outstanding, so selfless.


    He was so young, how could he have gone like this?


    The corners of Dida¡¯s eyes even showed traces of blood, and even the Inter Milan fans couldn¡¯t help but be moved.


    Kaka guarded at the side of the stretcher.


    Dida kneeling on the ground.


    At this moment, the fireworks on the field didn¡¯t seem so romantic anymore.


    ¡°Team doctor, how is Kevin doing?¡±


    Seeing Lieven Maesschalck continually checking, Kaka asked anxiously.


    Lieven Maesschalck did not answer immediately and checked again.


    The Belgian Divine Doctor was sweating from his forehead after checking, there didn¡¯t seem to be anything wrong with Huang Kaiwen.


    But seeing the reactions of the players, he started to doubt himself, wondering if he had made a mistake in the examination.


    ¡°Let¡¯s take him to the hospital first.¡±


    Lieven Maesschalck said.


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    Kaka, Maldini, and Ancelotti all ran with the stretcher.


    At the door, they met Barbara, who was crying with eyes red from tears.


    Everyone got on the ambulance together and rushed to the hospital.


    Meanwhile, at the stadium, the German referee Markus Merk looked at the situation and decisively chose to blow his whistle.


    The entire game ended.


    According to the rules, if the situation is uncontrollable or if one team has less than 7 players, the game can be ended immediately.


    Even if the team with fewer than 7 players is temporarily leading, the other team is awarded a 3:0 victory.


    If the opponent¡¯s goal difference is less than three, they are also judged to win 3:0.


    If the opponent¡¯s goal difference is more than three at the time, the game ends immediately with the current score.


    The same applies if the situation is uncontrollable.


    Assume today that Inter Milan was leading, and Inter Milan fans threw fireworks causing the game to be interrupted, Inter Milan would still be judged to have lost.


    Hearing the whistle, Milan players swarmed towards the passage, preparing to rush to the hospital.


    ¡°Damn Inter Milan!¡±


    Crudeli said angrily.


    ¡°Today¡¯s game is a huge disgrace, it¡¯s filthy, it¡¯s vile.


    This match will have a devastating impact on Italian football.


    Inter Milan¡¯s players and their fans are despicable, yes, and their owner too.¡±


    ¡°They will definitely pay the price.¡±


    ...


    Upon arriving at the hospital, Huang Kaiwen had already ¡°awoken.¡±


    Barbara and Kaka still strongly insisted on a full body check for Huang Kaiwen.


    After a rushed examination, there was nothing wrong with Huang Kaiwen¡¯s body.


    Strong as a bull.


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


    Ancelotti felt it was all thanks to his Lucky Feather that Huang Kaiwen had escaped this ordeal.


    Otherwise, being deeply unconscious, how could he have awakened?


    When there¡¯s time, he needs to buy a few more.


    A little later, Dida, who had arrived at the hospital room with his teammates, relaxed when he heard that Huang Kaiwen was fine.


    Remembering that he had cried blood, fearing that he had contracted some terrible disease, he hurried to get checked.


    ¡°You have conjunctivitis, and it¡¯s severe, that¡¯s why you cried blood.¡±


    Reading Dida¡¯s medical report.


    The doctor became more and more speechless.


    The doctor advised Dida: ¡°Usually try to keep your eyes from getting dirty water, we even found components of lubricant in your eyes.¡±


    Dida¡¯s face turned red.

 Chapter 66 - 66 Generous rewards

    ?66: Generous rewards 66: Generous rewards ¡°In the UEFA Champions League quarter-final second leg, Inter Milan fans started throwing objects onto the pitch after the team fell behind by a large score, causing Milan player Kevin to lose consciousness.


    UEFA President Lennart Johansson expressed his outrage at the actions of the Inter Milan fans and said UEFA would expedite discussions on punishment for Inter Milan.¡±


    Meanwhile, Milan¡¯s president Berlusconi and Juventus¡¯ manager Moggi were also furious about the behavior of the Inter Milan fans.


    Both stated that the incident had severely damaged the image of Italian football and that stern punishment for Inter Milan and the culpable fans was necessary.


    Currently, the Italian Football Federation has not responded.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was okay.


    But the young lady was not reassured and demanded that he stay in the hospital for two days of observation.


    Ancelotti was very supportive of this.


    So, Huang Kaiwen was hospitalized for the first time since he arrived in Italy.


    Italian nurses were either older women or men, with very few being young, and even fewer were beautiful, which left Huang Kaiwen quite disappointed.


    He could only pass the time by watching TV.


    The incident in this UEFA Champions League match had caused quite an uproar.


    Inter Milan was already under great pressure due to the ¡°curse¡± incident.


    Then Materazzi had deliberately committed a foul.


    Now the Inter Milan fans had injured someone with fireworks, and the injured Milan player was Huang Kaiwen.


    The anger of the Italian public had completely erupted.


    Just now, Huang Kaiwen saw on television that fans were surrounding the gates of Inter Milan¡¯s club, demanding an explanation.


    Although he hadn¡¯t seen the newspapers yet, Huang Kaiwen believed they must be buzzing with the news.


    At noon, the young lady pushed open the hospital room door with her bodyguards.


    ¡°I bought you pig¡¯s trotters and soybean soup from Chinatown; I heard that in China, this is what you drink when you¡¯re sick.¡±


    The young lady handed over a thermos.


    Huang Kaiwen took it and twitched the corner of his mouth.


    If he remembered correctly, this soup was for postpartum recovery.


    ¡°Did you bring the computer?¡±


    ¡°Hmm,¡± Barbara rolled her eyes at him and took a bag from the bodyguard to give to Huang Kaiwen, saying, ¡°Don¡¯t just play games, you¡¯re injured.¡±


    ¡°Okay, I got it.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen obediently ate his meal.


    When the young lady had left after her afternoon nap, he immediately opened the computer.


    That¡¯s when Huang Kaiwen realized a problem: there was no internet!


    In 2005, WIFI wasn¡¯t widespread.


    A somewhat disappointed Huang Kaiwen could only resort to his old profession¡ªwriting.


    Online literature was just beginning to thrive; maybe he could make it into the ranks of the central plains¡¯ top five writers.


    At that time, it seemed popular to write about illegitimate children of great families recognizing their ancestors, or a weakling student growing into a mafia boss, or various adventures that led to treasures, ultimately getting the boss to submit to you.


    In the end, it was all about leveling up.


    Then change the map and level up again.


    Urban leveling up, cultivation leveling up, entertainment leveling up¡ªas long as it was a novel, leveling up was key.


    Sign a contract for hundreds of yuan per thousand words, and just keep on leveling up to tens of millions of words.


    Huang Kaiwen decided to let readers experience the terror of tentacle monsters early on.


    He would start with a few titles as the outline and then fill in the content.


    Okay, that¡¯s the plan.


    Chapter 1: Woman, who do you think I am?


    Chapter 2: Woman, you¡¯ve bothered me


    Chapter 3: Woman, think about where you¡¯ve wronged me


    Chapter 4: Woman, you dare defy me


    Chapter 5: Woman, you are actually ordering me around


    Chapter 6: Woman, you¡¯ve touched my bottom line


    Chapter 7: Woman, don¡¯t challenge my patience


    ...


    Chapter 40: If I can¡¯t save her, I¡¯ll make you all accompany her in death


    Chapter 41: I will make the entire Murong Family accompany her in death


    Chapter 42: If she won¡¯t admit her mistake, your whole family will accompany her in death


    Chapter 43: I will make all men accompany her in death


    Chapter 44: Hospital equipment malfunctions, the manufacturer will accompany her in death


    Chapter 45: I will make your brother accompany her in death


    Chapter 46 Dr.


    Su Must Have a Burial Companion


    Huang Kaiwen, having written up to the title of the 100th chapter, contently penned down the book title.


    ¡°Are You Afraid of Loving Me: The Legend of the Urban Warrior King, Returning to a Mysterious Family Only to be Dumped, a Call to Arms and a Hundred Thousand Soldiers Rally, Rejected by a University Then Creating a Photolithography Machine by Hand, Dedicating Life to Science Research as the Whole Internet Mourns, Recovering Health to Dominate the Female Antagonist, I Became the Overbearing CEO¡±


    That¡¯s settled.


    Everything ready, just publish the book, and I¡¯ll slay gods and certify the path.


    Then, Huang Kaiwen closed his laptop, intending to write the content whenever he felt like it.


    As a mature writer,


    My most distinctive feature is that I clearly can write, but just don¡¯t feel like it.


    Even without internet, I might as well play some Spider Solitaire first.


    ...


    After lying in the hospital for two days, I went home.


    It was only when I read the newspapers that I learned the entire European footballing world was united in condemning Inter Milan.


    UEFA had implemented severe punishments.


    It wasn¡¯t just a hefty fine, Inter Milan¡¯s next home game would be played without fans allowed in the stadium.


    Talk about home-court advantage turned away advantage.


    It wasn¡¯t until I was resting back in my room that I remembered about changing Dida¡¯s fate.


    Upon opening the system, I saw:


    Jeez, that¡¯s a lot of Destiny Points.


    It wasn¡¯t just Dida, but also Kaka and Barbara.


    [Completely changing the fate of Brazilian goalkeeper Dida, you¡¯ve earned 500 Destiny Points]


    When I touched the Destiny Showcase, images immediately appeared.


    [You saved Dida in the fireworks derby, told him not to be afraid, but in reality, Dida was still frightened that someone would throw something and hit him]


    [However, Dida knew he couldn¡¯t let your efforts go to waste, so he worked hard to overcome it, and finally, he conquered his inner demons, allowing his brilliant career to continue]


    [Dida played in Milan until he was 40 years old, then returned to his Brazilian home team Vitoria for one season, and retired at the age of 41]


    Seeing this, Huang Kaiwen breathed a sigh of relief.


    It was worth it after all, standing in for Dida that time.


    My Destiny Points have replenished quite a bit.


    As for Kaka¡¯s fate, my face darkened as I read further.


    [Significantly changing the future Ballon d¡¯Or winner Kaka¡¯s fate, earning 200 Destiny Points]


    Upon clicking the Destiny Showcase.


    Images appeared promptly.


    [Kaka and you hit it off immediately, having a very good relationship]


    [Once when you went out with Inzaghi, the three of you formed the Milan Three Musketeers, and Kaka met Gisele Bundchen]


    [Gisele Bundchen was very crafty and easily tied Kaka down; she pretended to be pregnant to force a marriage, and they stepped into the hall of matrimony]


    [You and Inzaghi were the best men]


    [Bundchen, who rose from a small-time model to a Victoria¡¯s Secret supermodel, was formidable, and Kaka¡¯s health declined day by day, leading to frequent injuries, and he began sitting with you in the stands]


    [In order to please you, Bundchen often introduced friends to you, and you didn¡¯t realize she influenced Kaka¡¯s condition, even thinking she was quite nice; she even curried favor with Barbara, who introduced her as a close friend]


    [Injured Kaka and you played poker in the stands, but because your skills were too good, Kaka decided to switch to a different game to pass the time]


    [On his 51st birthday, while playing marbles with you in the stands, Kaka suddenly collapsed, and after being sent to the hospital, the doctors regrettably informed you that Kaka¡¯s body was too overtaxed, and they couldn¡¯t save him]


    Huang Kaiwen was dumbstruck.


    Wasn¡¯t Kaka supposed to live into his 80s?


    How did he get overdrawn so quickly?


    Gisele Bundchen turned out to be so terrifying.


    Huang Kaiwen sighed, realizing changing Kaka¡¯s destiny was indeed challenging.


    To change Kaka¡¯s fate, he needed a good woman.


    But generally, good women lacked the means to tie down Kaka.


    Bad women, on the other hand, have plenty of tactics.


    And each was more formidable than the last.


    To prevent an untimely death of a friend, Huang Kaiwen decided to advise Kaka to cut ties with Gisele Bundchen while their relationship wasn¡¯t too deep.


    You can¡¯t handle that woman.


    He was supposed to roam with me, Huang, into our 80s, and now he departed at the young age of 51.

 Chapter 67 - 67 0065 Will of D Requesting Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets

    ?67: 0065 Will of D (Requesting Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets) 67: 0065 Will of D (Requesting Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets) Previously, the ¡°Destiny Points¡± were down to just 10.


    Kaka and Dida contributed 700 points in no time.


    Dida had finally taken the righteous path, contributing 500 points.


    Even though Kaka was misguided, he still had 200 points.


    It seems that age and future achievements also play a role.


    In terms of fantasy, a player like Kaka is a child of fortune.


    Destiny could be altered slightly.


    No matter good or bad, they could provide a large number of destiny points.


    If Kaka could truly be freed from his tragic destiny, he would definitely gain a large amount of ¡°Destiny Points.¡±


    But now, Kaka had become a tough problem.


    It wasn¡¯t that finding him a girlfriend was difficult, but rather, finding him one was too easy.


    This situation made it even harder to know who was more suitable for Kaka.


    Huang Kaiwen sighed, then looked at the changes in Barbara.


    [Completely changed Milan¡¯s future chairwoman Barbara¡¯s destiny, obtained 100 destiny points]


    Huang Kaiwen gasped in surprise.


    The weight of players and staff members was completely different.


    Previously, Barbara had changed a bit and only got 10 points, but this time, she directly got 100 points.


    This matter was probably not simple.


    Click below to display destiny.


    Suddenly, images appeared.


    [Barbara had thoroughly studied The Thirty-Six Stratagems and, having listened to what you said, thought it made a lot of sense.]


    [Your Raven E-Commerce platform was a huge success.


    Barbara used a colossal fortune to buy off insiders within the Fininvest Group to cooperate with Marina.


    With Marina holding great power, she became arrogant and publicly criticized Be during a women¡¯s organization meeting.]


    [Barbara let the media hype it up.


    Be and Marina¡¯s father-daughter discord became public knowledge.


    Be was very dissatisfied with Marina and felt very close to Barbara, who often visited him, especially since his mistress was constantly whispering in his ear, prompting Be to prefer Barbara to inherit the Fininvest Group.]


    [Barbara acquired the ownership of Milan, becoming the chairwoman of Milan, and the first thing she did after taking over was to renew your contract for 6 years.]


    [Barbara quietly leaked to Marina that Be wanted to change his successor.


    Feeling that she couldn¡¯t sit idly by, Marina decided to strike first, shorting the group¡¯s stocks before buying them back at a low price, completely sidelining Be, but she was unaware that many insiders in the Fininvest Group were Barbara¡¯s people.]


    [Pierre and Marina, the children of Be¡¯s first wife, often complained about their father at gatherings.


    However, they were unaware that their conversations had been recorded by a waiter and subsequently exposed.]


    [Fininvest Group¡¯s image was severely damaged, and Be took the opportunity to team up with shareholders and veterans to replace Marina with Barbara.


    What Be didn¡¯t know was that prior to the stock collapse, Barbara had already acquired quite a bit.


    In addition to the stocks previously gifted by Be and those usurped from her brother Pierre, Barbara had achieved a controlling stake.]


    [To prevent Be from being suspicious, Barbara brought in her full-blood sister, Livia, and brother Pierre into the Fininvest Group and placed them in key positions.


    Then, through them, she purged some of the old guard and installed her own loyal supporters, completely seizing control.]


    [Still, there were many group shares in external hands.


    Fearing that others would call a shareholders meeting, Barbara prepared to issue more shares to dilute the stakes of shareholders, including her family members, but unfortunately, she didn¡¯t have enough cash on hand.]


    [Having heard from you about the story of Luckin Coffee, Barbara also played a losing game to make a name, massively expanding Raven E-Commerce¡¯s business volume.


    Amazon didn¡¯t succeed in China, but Raven E-Commerce did, and it also captured the European market, successfully financing billions of dollars from the Americans.]


    [Barbara continued to expand the e-commerce platform, covertly selling Raven E-Commerce¡¯s stock at a high price, and then started issuing more Fininvest Group stocks, pushing her own shareholding to over 90%.


    You received a share transfer deed with 51% of the shares.]


    [Fininvest completed its delisting and, leveraging the former channels of Raven E-Commerce, rapidly expanded the e-commerce business while simultaneously attacking the now owner-changed Raven E-Commerce using the Pinduoduo model to rapidly establish a foothold.


    Fininvest¡¯s e-commerce launched Kevin Mall, ensuring the sale of only genuine products.]


    [Upon your suggestion, Fininvest Group ventured into short video business, seizing the lead, and launching Patch short video platform.]


    [In 2016, Barbara was ranked as the fourth most powerful woman in the world.


    To celebrate this, Barbara decided to hold a soccer icon short video contest and secretly promoted clips of your matches.]


    [Before long, you were already recognized as the king of football by Patch short video users, leading in the football rankings far ahead of Maradona, Pele, and Beckenbauer, with Kaka ranking second.


    These short video fans were dubbed ¡°Kevin.¡±]


    [Kevin praised you vigorously, inventing numerous famous sayings, ¡°Pure heading technique, on-field intimidation, leadership on the stands, a man injury couldn¡¯t defeat, a footballer of inspiring model, football owes Kevin a World Cup.¡±]


    [Their two favorite hypotheses were, ¡°Imagine how formidable Kevin would be if he wasn¡¯t injured, and if Kevin had received formal soccer training since he was young.¡± The conclusion was that a Kevin who had been properly trained from a young age and kept away from injuries would have abilities comparable to those of Great Sky Wing, with a shot path that could shatter Newton¡¯s coffin lid.]


    [They even photoshopped your match data, and Barbara felt this data truly matched you.


    She bribed FIFA president Blatter and the president of the Italian Football Federation, Gravina; the official records were changed as well.


    Many young AC Milan fans were also misled, believing you were the greatest football star in Milan¡¯s century-long history.]


    [Old Mao expressed deep disappointment and stated that the 12 years you¡¯ve been on the team were a ¡°blank twelve years of history,¡± and their duty was to pass that segment of history on.]


    [To expose the true nature of you and Barbara, the pair of deceitful lovers to the world and to correct AC Milan¡¯s history, the old fans established a secret organization called the Milan Resistance Army.


    They added the initial D for ¡®dangers¡¯ in English between their names, reminding themselves to always stay vigilant since Milan was in danger.


    It was abbreviated to ¡°D¡¯s will.¡±]


    [In 2017, Kevin, along with the younger fans, protested outside the club, demanding a higher salary for you.


    Barbara thought a high salary would disrupt dressing room harmony, so she cut your salary to $25 million, while also appointing you as the General Director of Milan, with a salary of $100 million, giving you a total of $125 million five years before Mbappe.]


    [In 2037, with significant advancements in green screen technology, Fininvest Group invested heavily to alter old match recordings.


    You were no longer the dubbed ¡°King of Edits.¡± The Hand of God was you, the Jinhu Turnaround was you, even Messi skirting past Maldini in a recorded video turned out to be you bypassing Maldini during a practice match.]


    [By 2061, the last person who knew your true persona, Andre D.


    Rossi, had died.


    Under Barbara¡¯s manipulation, all the online slanders became ¡°lies fabricated by jealous fans of other countries.¡± You ultimately became the undisputed King of Soccer.]


    [In 2074, hailed as the greatest woman in Italian history and a pioneer in world charity, e-commerce, and short video platforms, the head of the gigantic Fininvest Group empire¡ªBarbara, at the age of 100, passed away happily in your arms.


    On her deathbed, she said, ¡°The greatest achievement of my life was being the soccer king¡¯s woman.]


    Reading this,


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t know what to say.


    The Miss¡¯s rate of advancement far exceeded Huang Kaiwen¡¯s expectations.


    Was this the Italian version of Wu Zetian?


    That was just terrifying.


    Huang Kaiwen swallowed hard; Bei¡¯s family was in trouble.


    He himself also needed to be careful in the future.


    If he ever upset the Miss one day, he wouldn¡¯t even know how he might die.


    He, Huang, had to keep himself physically fit.


    If women were to conquer the world, then men just needed to conquer women.


    Seeing his own 810 points of ¡°Fate Value,¡± Huang Kaiwen tucked away the ¡°24-hour Injury Immunity Card¡± he had not bought in April into his pocket.


    With two Immunity Cards, it should suffice for now.


    He would save the rest of the ¡°Fate Value¡± to exchange for a new template someday.


    ...


    Because of his good luck in the previous game against Inter Milan,


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s luck was not so good thereafter.


    Under such circumstances,


    Huang Kaiwen was worried that he would break a leg as soon as he stepped onto the training field, so he resolutely refused to train with his teammates, sticking only to running laps and hitting the gym.


    Ancelotti let him be.


    April 17th,


    Matchday 31 of the league, playing away at Siena.


    Huang Kaiwen, uninjured, made it onto the squad list.


    While scratching off lottery cards in the locker room and not winning a dime again, Huang Kaiwen knew he was still in a streak of bad luck.


    After all, his wearing a Lucky Feather and winning nothing confirmed his luck value was still negative.


    Not long after the start, Gattuso assisted Crespo in scoring a goal.


    In the 72nd minute of the second half, Enrico Chiesa scored for Siena to level the score.


    Ancelotti looked towards Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s skin crawled.


    ¡°Kevin, get out there.


    Only you can save the team now that Kaka is injured,¡± Ancelotti said, full of expectation.


    ¡°Coach, I¡¯m not feeling too good today,¡± Huang Kaiwen¡¯s face looked particularly awful.


    Ancelotti handed Huang Kaiwen a feather and said, ¡°Didn¡¯t the Lucky Feather work last time?


    You fainted but weren¡¯t hurt; I¡¯ve prepared one for you today too.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, holding the dubious feather, tilted his head to look at Ancelotti.


    I¡¯ve read plenty of books, don¡¯t try to fool me.


    What kind of bird would have such a black and thin, curled feather?

 Chapter 68 - 68 0066 Inzaghi Naked Clothes

    ?68: 0066 Inzaghi: Naked Clothes 68: 0066 Inzaghi: Naked Clothes Ancelotti said with a smirk, ¡°The previous ¡®Lucky Feather¡¯ sold out, but that Algerian assured me that ¡®Lucky Armpit Hair¡¯ works just as well.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Huang Kaiwen had no choice but to grit his teeth and warm up.


    While Ancelotti wasn¡¯t looking, he tossed away the ¡°Lucky Armpit Hair.¡±


    Seeing a dark line form at the corner of Nesta¡¯s mouth, Huang Kaiwen pretended as if nothing had happened.


    As he waited at the sideline to be substituted in, Huang Kaiwen chose to draw a card.


    [Ding, obtained the 1999-2000 Premier League season, 7th round, Manchester United vs Southampton, Massimo Taibi single game experience card]


    Damn,


    What¡¯s it called when it rains harder on an already leaky roof?


    Last match I played the Manchester United legend card, and this match I have to bear the backlash of a Manchester United flop?


    Unfortunately, Huang Kaiwen recognized this Taibi.


    Just drawing a goalkeeper was already unlucky enough.


    And this Taibi was a piece of crap!


    One of Manchester United¡¯s butterfingers goalkeepers.


    After Peter Schmeichel retired, for a long time the Manchester United goalkeeper position was a disaster.


    And that included Taibi.


    If he had drawn a Dutch or Brazilian goalkeeper, Huang Kaiwen wouldn¡¯t have been this desperate.


    Goalkeepers from those countries usually started out as forwards when they were young.


    They had decent skills with their feet.


    But to draw such a useless flop with no ball-playing ability, today was a total disaster.


    Rui Costa and Huang Kaiwen hugged, preparing to leave the field.


    Noticing that Huang Kaiwen looked unwell.


    He asked with concern, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s nothing.¡±


    ¡°Really nothing?


    That¡¯s good then.


    If you don¡¯t feel well, just tell the coach.


    We¡¯re depending on you now.


    Hang in there!¡± Rui Costa patted Huang Kaiwen on the shoulder and walked towards the bench.


    Ambrosini kicked the ball from the backfield to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen received the ball, and it went a meter away, so he quickly took a big kick.


    As a goalkeeper, Taibi¡¯s kicking was passable.


    Beyond that, he was useless.


    Unfortunately, he still couldn¡¯t control his strength well.


    He meant to send it in front of the penalty area.


    The ball flew directly into the small box, landing right in front of the goalkeeper; even though Crespo ran hard, he couldn¡¯t get to it, and the opposing goalkeeper collected the ball.


    Although it was a fruitless start, Crespo still turned and gave Huang Kaiwen a thumbs up.


    Which left Huang Kaiwen feeling a bit guilty.


    Crudeli said jokingly, ¡°Kevin was thinking of a quick counterattack there, but he hasn¡¯t gotten a feel for the ball yet.


    Siena needs to be careful, once Kevin gets used to the rhythm of the game, the goals are going to come.¡±


    Milan fans also thought Huang Kaiwen¡¯s offense was thoughtful.


    The opponents¡¯ positioning was forward, direct play into the penalty box, a in-form Crespo would definitely score.


    Siena kicked off, not passing much before Seedorf stole it.


    Seedorf immediately passed back to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen swung his right foot and lofted it back into the penalty box.


    The moment he hit the ball, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s thigh cramped.


    He collapsed in midfield.


    He knew it, on such an unlucky day, he wouldn¡¯t last many minutes without getting injured.


    The ball hit the leg of the opposing defender Michele Mignani, bouncing down to Crespo.


    Crespo passed it on the move, Shevchenko carried the ball into the penalty box and fired a shot to score.


    Milan took the lead again.


    But no one from Milan really celebrated.


    The scorer Shevchenko also turned back to look towards midfield.


    The medical team rushed onto the field with a stretcher, well-practiced.


    They had noticed the pattern.


    If Huang Kaiwen played more than half a match, he was bound to get injured in the next game.


    They directly carried Huang Kaiwen to the sideline for examination.


    Giovanni Nanni took a look and knew Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t continue, asking Ancelotti to make a substitution.


    ¡°Damn Inter Milan!¡±


    ¡°It must be due to Cordoba¡¯s malicious foul last match and the fireworks thrown by Inter Milan fans that caused Kevin¡¯s injury.¡±


    ¡°Maybe Kevin was already injured before, and only noticed when he exerted himself.¡±


    ¡°Even injured, Kevin still managed to make a threatening play.


    That¡¯s what makes a genius player!¡±


    In the end, Milan won 2-1 away at Verona, surpassing Juventus with 70 points over their 68.


    ...


    ¡°The good news is it¡¯s just a strained muscle,¡±


    After the examination, Giovanni Nanni didn¡¯t beat around the bush and handed the report directly to Ancelotti, saying, ¡°But the bad news is that Kevin will miss the rest of April¡¯s games.¡±


    ¡°That is a small blessing in this misfortune.¡±


    Ancelotti muttered, ¡°I knew that Lucky Armpit Hair was unreliable.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen once again ended up in a wheelchair.


    He joined Milan¡¯s injury recovery team.


    Including previously injured Kaka and Inzaghi, the three musketeers met in the stands.


    April 20, Milan narrowly beats Verona 1-0.


    April 23, Milan thrashes Parma 3-0.


    Despite several key players being injured, Milan¡¯s performance was surprisingly good.


    April 26, UEFA Champions League semifinals.


    Milan played Eindhoven at home.


    The three musketeers of Milan were in the box.


    ¡°Get the poker cards out quickly.¡±


    Inzaghi had started urging even before the game had begun.


    They had chosen to watch the game from the box today simply for the convenience of playing.


    After two matches, Inzaghi had completely fallen for playing Dou Dizhu.


    As for Kaka, he had already played many times at Huang Kaiwen¡¯s house.


    Inzaghi was dressed in a crisply tailored suit, with a dark red tie at the collar of his white shirt.


    He was cosplaying a character from the 1994 American movie ¡°God of Gamblers.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen slapped his left arm twice with his right hand, flipped over his right hand, and suddenly had a deck of cards in it.


    ¡°You think you can beat me just because you can do magic tricks?¡±


    Inzaghi, with a dismissive sneer, said, ¡°You guys lost miserably the last two times, today I¡¯m going to make you lose your underwear too.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, with his mastery in poker, was at the level of a top professional player.


    The previous two losses to Inzaghi were entirely by design, a case of fishing.


    The fish was still unaware.


    Thinking it could always get the bait.


    As the match started, the excitement in the box also heated up.


    Inzaghi¡¯s luck was as good as ever.


    At the 42nd minute, Seedorf assisted Shevchenko to score, and Milan took the lead at home.


    Crudeli, excited yet somewhat regretful, said, ¡°Kaka and Kevin are both watching the game from the box today, they must be really eager to get back on the field.¡±


    ¡®Bomb, four 10s¡¯


    ¡®Straight, 456789¡¯


    Kaka, smiling, said to Inzaghi, ¡°Filippo, I only have six cards left.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t get too cocky, it¡¯s just one time you¡¯re about to win,¡± grumbled Inzaghi.


    Kaka played his last six cards.


    ¡®Quad with two, four Js with 5, 7¡¯


    ¡°You lost, Filippo.¡±


    Inzaghi huffed, ¡°Just taking it easy on you losers.


    Unless we change the stickers to clothes stripping, I can¡¯t really get into the spirit.¡±


    ¡°Whatever.¡±


    ¡°I have no objections.¡±


    Kaka and Huang Kaiwen exchanged a knowing smile, everything was understood without words.


    After drawing the cards, Inzaghi was all smiles and directly bid 3 points to be the landlord.


    Looking at his hand holding 44445678910JJJJK2 and a small joker, Inzaghi¡¯s smile grew even wider.


    To start, Inzaghi played a K.


    ¡®2¡¯


    Kaka covered it.


    ¡®Small joker¡¯ Inzaghi played again.


    Kaka played the big joker.


    ¡®Bomb, four 4s¡¯ Inzaghi was very defiant.


    ¡®5678910¡¯


    Now Inzaghi had only four Js and a 2 left in his hand.


    He taunted at Huang Kaiwen, ¡°You haven¡¯t played a single card, still have 17 left, if you can finish me in one go, I¡¯ll streak at San Siro today!¡±


    Kaka played four Qs, then a 3; Huang Kaiwen followed up with a K, and Inzaghi immediately played a 2.


    Huang Kaiwen played four As, then had 12 cards left.


    ¡®Plane, 888999101010335¡¯ Huang Kaiwen played out his last 12 cards in one breath.


    Just then, a cheer erupted in San Siro.


    Inzaghi quickly rushed to the glass window, saw the score reached 2:0, and began running wildly inside the box in an attempt to blur the lines.


    Kaka picked up a backpack from the stool.


    He took out a camcorder from inside the backpack.


    Inzaghi froze in place.


    ¡°How about we post it on social media?¡±


    Kaka, with a hinting smile, looked at Huang Kaiwen and asked.


    ¡°Let¡¯s sell it to a TV station, it¡¯ll fetch a good price and show the Italian girls Filippo¡¯s ugly mug,¡± said Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°No, absolutely not!¡± Inzaghi pleaded pitifully, looking at the two, ¡°Can I do it in my underwear?


    After all, we are the three musketeers of Milan, if I¡¯m embarrassed, you guys will be too.¡±


    ¡°Only if you dash onto the field now, the game is already into stoppage time.¡±


    Upon hearing this, Inzaghi immediately ran out of the box.


    By the time he reached the player¡¯s tunnel, the match was nearly over.


    Inzaghi quickly stripped off his flashy suit.


    As the final whistle blew, Inzaghi, in his white underwear, rushed into the field.


    Inzaghi¡¯s antics completely ignited San Siro.


    Crudeli also remarked, ¡°Filippo truly is the most fervent Milanist.¡±


    ¡°His action is the best interpretation of today¡¯s victory.¡±


    ¡°The spirit of Milan players will conquer all.¡±


    After the game, Inzaghi shamelessly attended the press conference.


    ¡°Because Milan won the first leg, I was too happy, and we¡¯ve already got one foot in the UEFA Champions League final.


    Although I am sidelined due to injury, I wanted to do something to let everyone know my heart is with them!


    Now Milan has a chance to win on both fronts, and every Milanist is ready to give everything in their quest for the double!¡±


    Dressed in formal attire, Inzaghi looked incredibly determined.


    Even Ancelotti restrained his smile.


    Inside, the Milan coach was very pleased.


    With Inzaghi showing such resolve, how could they not win the championship?


    Indeed, fate was on their side!

 Chapter 69 - 69 0067 Self-Disciplined Huang Kaiwen Requesting Monthly and Recommendation Tickets

    ?69: 0067 Self-Disciplined Huang Kaiwen (Requesting Monthly and Recommendation Tickets) 69: 0067 Self-Disciplined Huang Kaiwen (Requesting Monthly and Recommendation Tickets) ¡°...Kevin¡¯s importance to Milan is beyond words,¡±


    ¡°In the last match against Inter Milan, Kevin performed a hat trick, sent out 3 threatening passes, attempted to dribble past opponents 9 times and succeeded every time, and out of 42 passes, 41 were on point.¡±


    ¡°It can be said that Kevin single-handedly crushed Inter Milan.¡±


    ¡°But Kevin has a side you all don¡¯t know about.¡±


    The TV show host spoke with passionate fervour.


    The scene switched to them filming Huang Kaiwen.


    In the footage, Huang Kaiwen was seen carrying a stack of videotapes down the street.


    The host exaggeratedly said, ¡°After our inquiry, we found out that Kevin has borrowed many videotapes of past matches.


    Even during his injury period, he improved himself by watching these videotapes.


    A hardworking talent like Kevin, who keeps improving, is scarier than just a talent¡ªI can understand why Inter Milan would fear Kevin.


    They may not have the best eye for players, but as soon as Kevin arrived at Milan, they recognized his strength.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s mouth twitched as he ate his cake.


    He watched the match videos because he obviously wanted to understand past players.


    After all, the ¡°Expectation Value¡± card pool covers a wide range.


    It sometimes gives you players from ancient times.


    Becoming more familiar with them might help better utilize the one-off experience cards.


    ¡°Today we¡¯ve invited Kevin¡¯s girlfriend, Miss Barbara, to join us.


    Let¡¯s welcome Barbara with a warm round of applause and let her introduce us to Kevin¡¯s life off the field.¡±


    Dressed in haute couture, Barbara walked onto the set with a commanding presence and shook hands with the host.


    ¡°Hello, Adam.¡±


    The Mediterranean male host couldn¡¯t wait to bow to Barbara as he reached out to shake her hand.


    Huang Kaiwen suspected he had some Yamato lineage, considering the bootlicking nature of his gesture.


    ¡°Hello, Miss Barbara.


    Fans have always been curious, what is Kevin like in daily life?¡±


    ¡°He is very disciplined,¡± the young lady said with a smile.


    ¡°Could you be more specific?¡± the host asked.


    After thinking for a moment, the young lady said, ¡°When Kevin is at home, he never drinks alcohol, doesn¡¯t eat any sweets, avoids fried food, and stays away from salt-heavy dishes.


    His diet consists of boiled vegetables, poached chicken breasts, low-fat yogurt, and he selects fruits that are low in sugar.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen looked down at the chocolate cake in his hand.


    And the whiskey that was placed beside it.


    ¡°My goodness,¡± the host dramatically covered his face, ¡°his life is like that of an ascetic monk!


    If I had to eat like that every day, I¡¯d rather be dead!¡±


    ¡°Yes, I feel the same.


    I¡¯ve tried his boiled chicken breast before and I simply couldn¡¯t swallow it.¡± Barbara agreed, ¡°I once asked Kevin how he¡¯d like to reward himself when he wins a championship, and he said he¡¯d like to have a meal of fried chicken.¡±


    ¡°My God, Kevin is too harsh on himself.


    Does he have any recreational activities?¡±


    The host continued to ask.


    Barbara, with a look of tender affection, said, ¡°Kevin loves football, and even when he comes home, he continues training.


    Sometimes he swims to relieve muscle tension, and he spends every day watching match videos¡ªhe even bought the latest plasma TV just for that, with very high contrast, it¡¯s high-tech.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen turned to the PS2 placed next to the TV; if he remembered correctly, the reason for changing the TV was to play games with Kaka.


    ¡°Kevin takes notes while watching videos, jotting down the opponents¡¯ playing styles; that¡¯s how he dominates on the field.¡±


    As Barbara spoke, she took out a notebook filled with Chinese characters to show.


    Huang Kaiwen swore that wasn¡¯t his handwriting.


    Moreover, the note said: ¡°Beside the sunken ship, a thousand sails pass by, before the sick tree, ten thousand trees Spring (Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi)¡±


    Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t help but cover his face.


    Did the young lady buy a high school Chinese textbook in Chinatown?


    On TV, the young lady continued to talk nonsense, ¡°Kevin lives a very regular life, almost to the point of being obsessive-compulsive.


    He wakes up at 5 a.m.


    every day for practice, then showers and eats, and we go to the team together.


    After returning home, he first goes to the cold room for body recovery, then after dinner he trains again, swims, and ends the day by watching match videos for a while before going to sleep.


    And for three days before a match, he abstains from sex.¡±


    Unable to watch anymore, Huang Kaiwen turned off the TV.


    Dammit, with Milan¡¯s biweekly matches, three days of abstinence before a game, what¡¯s the difference between him and being in prison?


    The young lady really couldn¡¯t lie at all.


    You might as well say I, Huang Kaiwen, train 25 hours a day and persevere through training despite having a fever of over 40 degrees Celsius.


    I really should teach the young lady sometime that the highest realm of lying is to mix nine truths with one lie, making the persona relatable.


    If you start off with such an outrageous persona for me, it¡¯ll easily crumble later on.


    Anne Hathaway is a cautionary tale.


    People in Europe and America really hate liars.


    Never mind.


    If it¡¯s found out that I¡¯m not living up to this persona, I¡¯ll just say it¡¯s bad habits picked up from Inzaghi.


    After all, Inzaghi¡¯s reputation isn¡¯t good to begin with.


    ...


    April 30th.


    Inzaghi was the first to leave the stands.


    Moved by Inzaghi¡¯s previous streaking celebration of love for the team, Ancelotti put him in the starting lineup.


    Before the game started, Inzaghi provocatively sent a message taunting Huang Kaiwen and Kaka to watch him score.


    Huang Kaiwen casually replied with a counter-question, ¡°What if you don¡¯t score?¡±


    ¡°Bet?¡±


    Inzaghi responded with a sentence.


    Inzaghi, forced to streak before, had been itching to regain his dignity.


    ¡°Whatever, how do you want to bet?¡±


    ¡°If I don¡¯t score, I¡¯ll give you 200,000.


    If I score, each of you gives me 100,000.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen passed the phone to Kaka.


    Looking uncomfortable, Kaka said, ¡°The Ten Commandments say that you must not covet your neighbor¡¯s wife, servants, ox, donkey, or anything that belongs to them.


    Luke also says: Be on your guard against all kinds of greed.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, God will forgive you if He knows you¡¯re betting against Filippo,¡± Huang Kaiwen said, patting Kaka¡¯s shoulder with solemnity.


    ¡°Alright then, tell him the bet is doubled,¡± Kaka said.


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    I have a feeling that Kaka has also been corrupted by Inzaghi.


    Inzaghi agreed.


    And in that match, Milan won away 2-1, with Shevchenko scoring twice.


    The next day during their rest, Inzaghi glumly took two people to withdraw money from the bank.


    The May system shop refreshed.


    [Free Kick Expert] 1000 Destiny Points, [Rijkaard] 7000 points, [Van Basten] 8000 points, [24-Hour Injury Immunity Card] 20 points, [Maintenance Master] 100 points.


    Huang Kaiwen once again secured the [Injury Immunity Card] for himself.


    With the latest one, he now had three immunity cards.


    Milan¡¯s opponents in May were: Florence, the second leg of the UEFA Champions League semi-final against Eindhoven, Juventus, Lecce, Palermo, the UEFA Champions League final, and Udinese.


    Looking at it, it was just enough.


    Two Champions League matches and the championship showdown with Juventus.


    Huang Kaiwen also felt a bit melancholy.


    He simply couldn¡¯t get injured next.


    After all, an injury might mean missing out on important matches.


    So, after using the [Immunity Card] for a match, he couldn¡¯t set foot on the pitch at all before the next important match.


    I¡¯ll have to put on an act for the coaching staff again.


    On May 2nd, Huang Kaiwen flew to the Netherlands with the whole team.


    Two days later, Milan and Eindhoven would have their second-leg showdown in the UEFA Champions League semi-finals at the Philips Stadion.

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    ?70: 0068 Genuine Three Musketeers (Seeking Monthly Pass and Recommendations) 70: 0068 Genuine Three Musketeers (Seeking Monthly Pass and Recommendations) May 4th.


    Huang Kaiwen is on the starting list.


    The recently luckless Huang Kaiwen feels somewhat uneasy.


    Resigned to an early demise.


    Having changed into his kit, he chose to draw a card straight away.


    [Ding, you have obtained the 1984-1985 Dutch League Season, Round 11, Feyenoord vs.


    Eindhoven, Gullit¡¯s single-game experience card]


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s eyes went wide.


    Had his fortunes turned, reaching an extreme and reversing?


    Gullit, this was Gullit!


    The previous Milan trio, the Dutch trio.


    The trio of Gullit, Basten, and Rijkaard was far stronger than the knockoff version he formed with Kaka and Inzaghi.


    It was mainly Inzaghi dragging down the group¡¯s level.


    Huang Kaiwen hadn¡¯t really watched Gullit play, but from gaming, he knew that Gullit was the most versatile player among the trio, capable of playing many positions.


    And in the games, Gullit was the strongest player.


    Whether in terms of physicality or skill, he was top level.


    Today, there was no need to worry.


    Huang Kaiwen used the [24-hour Injury Immunity Card].


    ¡°Hey, we¡¯re here to play a match, not hit the nightclub.


    No need to be so excited.¡±


    Inzaghi, who didn¡¯t make the starting lineup, complained.


    Having lost to Huang Kaiwen and Kaka for two consecutive times, he was really annoyed.


    Huang Kaiwen looked at Inzaghi with disdain.


    He took a scratch card out of the locker.


    Started scratching it off right in front of Inzaghi.


    With his luck running so high today, it was the perfect time to not waste it.


    As Huang Kaiwen¡¯s coin scraped across the card, Inzaghi¡¯s breathing became noticeably quicker.


    ¡°Damn it, did you print these yourself or what?¡±


    Inzaghi yelled, grabbing the collar of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s jersey.


    Staring intently at the scratch card in Huang Kaiwen¡¯s hand.


    500,000!


    It was the second time he saw Huang Kaiwen scratch off a big prize.


    Having witnessed someone else win big twice, Inzaghi felt extremely uncomfortable.


    Last time he saw Huang Kaiwen win big, Inzaghi also bought a lot.


    Damn it,


    he had blown half a year¡¯s salary.


    Why was Huang Kaiwen so lucky?


    Inzaghi felt deeply injured.


    ¡°Today, if we win, I¡¯ll treat everyone to fun, and I¡¯ll cover all expenses!¡± Huang Kaiwen quickly announced in the now strangely tense Milan locker room.


    ¡°Long live Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°We must celebrate properly today.¡±


    ¡°Just in time to celebrate our moving into the finals.¡±


    ¡°Sounds good,¡± said Huang Kaiwen nonchalantly.


    ¡°Today no one spares any expenses for me; anyone who tries to is looking down on me.¡±


    ¡°Okay, let¡¯s focus on winning the match first,¡± Maldini waved his hands, herding his teammates out of the locker room like ducks and reminding them, ¡°Let¡¯s see if you still feel like celebrating if we lose the game.¡±


    ¡°We can¡¯t lose.¡±


    ¡°Eindhoven is nothing compared to us.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen smirked and followed them out.


    He knew that in his previous life, Milan had lost this match, and only advanced thanks to away goals.


    ...


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen reappears in Milan¡¯s starting lineup.¡±


    ¡°He got injured many times this season, but each time he has made a comeback fit for a king.


    Probably even Ancelotti doesn¡¯t care about Huang Kaiwen¡¯s injuries anymore,¡± Zhang said with a laugh.


    ¡°Looking at the warm-up, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s condition isn¡¯t bad.


    Whoa, he¡¯s actually taking on Stam and even knocked him over.¡±


    ¡°Stam surely wasn¡¯t serious since it¡¯s just a warm-up with a teammate.¡±


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen and Kaka are starting to have fun on the pitch, passing the ball airborne to each other while the director, also curious about when the ball will hit the ground, gives a close-up.¡±


    ¡°They¡¯ve passed it 30 times without it touching the ground.


    Both players seem to be in good shape today.¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s take a look at the starting lineups for both teams.¡±


    Eindhoven 433:


    Goalkeeper: Heurelho Gomes,


    Defenders: Lee Young-pyo, Bouma, Alex, Lucius,


    Midfielders: Van Bommel, Johan Vogel, Cocu,


    Forwards: Park Ji-sung, Jan Vennegoor, Farfan.


    Milan 451:


    Goalkeeper: Dida,


    Defenders: Maldini, Nesta, Stam, Cafu,


    Midfielders: Ambrosini, Pirlo, Gattuso, Kaka, Huang Kaiwen,


    Forward: Shevchenko.


    As they returned from warming up,


    Ancelotti seemed a bit nervous as he pulled Huang Kaiwen aside and handed him a bag as was his custom.


    This time Fat Ancelotti didn¡¯t explain its origin but said gravely, ¡°You have to be extremely careful in today¡¯s match.


    The two South Koreans are very rough, they play with a lot of physicality and aren¡¯t afraid to use their hands.


    That Van Bommel is also dirty and often commits malicious fouls.


    Bouma and Alex are also prone to fouling, and I¡¯m not sure whether it¡¯s the right decision to let you play today.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Coach, I¡¯ll be careful,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen assured, patting his chest.


    If it weren¡¯t for the ¡°Injury Immunity Card,¡± he really would have to be careful.


    ¡°Team Umbrella¡± along with the two South Koreans¡ªthat was practically hell mode.


    Last time he had focused solely on playing ¡°Landlord,¡± he hadn¡¯t noticed so many familiar stars in Eindhoven.


    Today, most of this Eindhoven team would eventually transfer to mainstream leagues to play.


    The Netherlands Eredivisie is indeed a talent factory.


    Back in the players¡¯ tunnel, Huang Kaiwen discreetly disposed of the pouch Ancelotti had sewn.


    A few of the Italy teammates looked very serious.


    Maldini took Huang Kaiwen¡¯s hand and advised, ¡°You must give it your all today.¡±


    ¡°Yes, Captain.¡±


    The 2002 World Cup had ended not long ago.


    It was normal for Italians to hold a grudge.


    Tonight, Eindhoven had two South Korean players starting.


    At 7:45 PM, the Norwegian referee Hauge blew the whistle to start the game.


    After the kickoff, Shevchenko quickly passed back.


    The Peruvian winger Farfan from the other team pressed aggressively and swiftly, and Kaka quickly tapped the ball to Huang Kaiwen.


    Park Ji-sung charged straight at Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t pass the ball back to Kaka.


    He chose to dribble it himself.


    He felt that ¡°Gullit¡¯s¡± ball sense was good.


    Huang Kaiwen felt that today his strength had increased a lot, and his speed was not slow either.


    Facing Park Ji-sung, he drove the ball forward decisively.


    Seeing Park Ji-sung accelerate towards him, Huang Kaiwen also chose to speed up.


    The two men converged on a narrow path, neither slowing down.


    Huang Kaiwen, hugging the sideline with the ball, collided shoulder to shoulder fiercely with his opponent.


    That sight almost stopped Ancelotti¡¯s heart on the sideline.


    But what Ancelotti hadn¡¯t expected was that Huang Kaiwen surged forward with the ball, while the South Korean player was knocked over by him.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s so aggressive play for the first time, Ancelotti started questioning life.


    Was Kevin starting to give up on himself after being injured too many times?


    Seeing Van Bommel rush towards Huang Kaiwen with a slide tackle,


    Ancelotti¡¯s heart tightened again.


    Fortunately, Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t choose to tackle it head on.


    He lofted the ball up, leaping over his opponent.


    ¡°Kaka and Shevchenko are rushing towards the penalty area.¡±


    ¡°Kevin is still dribbling the ball, Bouma can¡¯t help it anymore, he¡¯s going in for the challenge.¡±


    ¡°Deep-fried meatball, beautiful!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin¡¯s ¡®Deep-fried Meatball¡¯ has appeared again, and even after seeing it many times, I never tire of it.


    Kevin sends the ball into the penalty area with a kick, Kaka!!!¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s in on goal!!!¡±


    ¡°A push shot, and the ball is in!!¡±


    ¡°Goal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Just 1 minute into the game, Kevin has assisted Kaka.


    The cooperation between Milan¡¯s two geniuses is just amazing, they are like Cruyff and Rensenbrink, Maradona and Caniggia, the most wonderful duo.¡±


    ¡°Kevin and Kaka are indispensable to each other!!!¡±

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    ?71: 0069 The Ultimate Dirt (Requesting Recommendation Tickets and Monthly Tickets) 71: 0069 The Ultimate Dirt (Requesting Recommendation Tickets and Monthly Tickets) Kaka instantly jumped onto Huang Kaiwen.


    Excitedly yelling.


    ¡°Charge, charge, charge!¡±


    Carrying Kaka on his back, Huang Kaiwen rushed toward the away fans¡¯ stand, eliciting screams from the Milan fans, which now included an increasing number of female supporters.


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    Turning around to join the celebration, Shevchenko watched the two figures.


    With arms stretched out and nowhere to go, he could only put them down in frustration.


    Some fans on forums laughed their heads off.


    ¡°Shevchenko missed the celebration again.¡±


    ¡°Where is there room for another between Huang Kaiwen and Kaka?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s supposed to be a trio in the movie, but I can¡¯t even have a name.¡±


    ¡°At this rate, Shevchenko will transfer.


    How can Huang Kaiwen still be so good after getting injured so many times a season?¡±


    ¡°If Van Basten had Huang Kaiwen¡¯s resilience, he wouldn¡¯t have retired so early.¡±


    ...


    Eindhoven, having made it to the semifinals of the UEFA Champions League, was still quite strong.


    Trailing by three goals on aggregate, Eindhoven played desperately.


    Playing at home, Eindhoven was in top form, especially Park Ji-sung and Farfan on either wing.


    The Peruvian Farfan with the ball was nearly unstoppable.


    Even facing Maldini, he managed to pass the ball.


    Carlo Ancelotti was quite moved by his play.


    Fat Ancelotti even thought about poaching Farfan in the summer.


    Next season, he planned to have Farfan and Huang Kaiwen flying down the wings together.


    During a midfield tussle, Ambrosini made a mistake.


    The ball ended up at Van Bommel¡¯s feet.


    Huang Kaiwen pressed on, forcing Van Bommel to quickly pass the ball to Cocu.


    Cocu then made a forward pass to Park Ji-sung, who made a not-so-great pass to Jan Vennegoor.


    Stam pressed Jan Vennegoor.


    Under the harassment of the Milan defenders, Jan Vennegoor found no chance to shoot.


    Stam, pulling at Jan Vennegoor, fell and cleared the ball.


    Park Ji-sung, charging into the box, seized the opportunity to blast the ball.


    The ball flew into the top right corner of the goal.


    The Philips Stadion erupted with thunderous cheers.


    The Eindhoven players celebrated wildly.


    Huang Kaiwen jogged back to the box.


    Seeing Dida standing there, dazed, he grabbed his neck.


    Forehead to forehead with Dida.


    Huang Kaiwen loudly demanded, ¡°Nelson, what are you doing, Nelson?¡±


    ¡°No, I wasn¡¯t.¡±


    Dida¡¯s eyes darted around, avoiding Huang Kaiwen¡¯s gaze.


    ¡°Buddy, look at me!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen gripped Dida¡¯s neck tighter, forcing him to make eye contact before he looked away again.


    ¡°Damn it!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen angrily rebuked, ¡°Don¡¯t you remember what you promised me?


    You didn¡¯t even make a saving attempt for that goal.


    Is that really your level?¡±


    Dida looked guiltily at Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Don¡¯t let that match get to you!¡±


    ¡°Sorry, Kevin.¡±


    Taking a deep breath and with a tearful voice, Dida said, ¡°Sorry, Kevin.


    I¡¯m not that brave.


    You can get injured and come back to the field, but I can¡¯t.


    Every day, lying in bed, the moment I close my eyes, I think about what would have happened if that firework had hit my head.¡±


    ¡°Act like a man, damn it, I didn¡¯t save a coward,¡± Huang Kaiwen said impatiently, pushing Dida away and pointing from his eyes to Dida¡¯s.


    Implying he was watching him.


    Dida stood dumbfounded in front of the goal and then looked up at the sky after a while.


    ...


    The goal was from a distance.


    But with Dida¡¯s abilities, he definitely could have saved it, or at least he should have made an attempt.


    After all, Dida is a goalkeeper who relies on his reflexes.


    Huang Kaiwen guessed that Dida was still affected by the ¡°firework derby.¡±


    Though he had changed Dida¡¯s destiny.


    However, Dida still couldn¡¯t shake off that day¡¯s match.


    But now Milan couldn¡¯t wait for him anymore.


    They were at the critical point of competition on two fronts.


    A step further would lead them to a double crown.


    A step back, and they would end up with nothing.


    As play resumed, Kaka got the ball and passed to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen passed back to Pirlo.


    Waiting until the opponents pressed into their half, Pirlo lobbed a pass to the right flank.


    Just as Huang Kaiwen received the ball, Park Ji-sung stuck close to him.


    Pulling the ball and turning.


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t want to tangle with the opponent too much.


    But Park Ji-sung was persistent.


    His hand had already grabbed Huang Kaiwen¡¯s jersey.


    Unable to break free immediately, Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t get going.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s right foot suddenly swung widely.


    Park Ji-sung immediately followed the movement.


    But Huang Kaiwen wasn¡¯t passing the ball at all.


    His right foot lightly touched down as he pulled the ball back and turned, shaking off Park Ji-sung.


    ¡°The Cruyff turn!¡±


    ¡°What is called genius?¡±


    ¡°Smooth as flowing water!¡±


    Crudeli exclaimed excitedly, ¡°Kevin has replicated Cruyff¡¯s famous move from the 1974 World Cup, which made him famous throughout Europe.¡±


    ¡°A foreign player, in front of thirty thousand Dutch fans, has showcased Cruyff¡¯s style anew!¡±


    ¡°Basten took over from Cruyff.¡±


    ¡°But after Basten, Kevin is the best in terms of skill!!!¡±


    ¡°Fuck!¡±


    The 61-year-old commentator hadn¡¯t finished his commentary when he cursed out loud.


    ¡°Foul, that¡¯s a foul!¡±


    ¡°Van Bommel stepped on Kevin¡¯s foot, how else could he intercept the ball?


    Is Hauge blind?¡±


    If it weren¡¯t for being held back by the assistant coach,


    Fat Ancelotti would have already charged onto the field to give Van Bommel a couple of punches.


    ¡°Calm down, Carlo,¡±


    the assistant coach advised.


    ¡°It¡¯s already been 8 minutes and 22 seconds, Kevin has made it past 5 minutes.¡±


    Ancelotti calmed down a bit.


    After all, if Huang Kaiwen lasted 5 minutes, he wouldn¡¯t get injured easily.


    But he still cursed at the referee and opposing players under his breath.


    Seeing that Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t appear to have any issues moving, Ancelotti finally breathed a sigh of relief.


    Before long, Eindhoven¡¯s offense came roaring back.


    Farfan on the right wing broke through as if no one was there.


    A change of pace was enough to get past Ambrosini and he was still competitive against Maldini.


    Farfan sent a long cross into the box, and Stam outjumped Jan Vennegoor to head the ball out of the box.


    Today Farfan continuously initiated attacks.


    He put a lot of pressure on Milan¡¯s defense from the right wing.


    Eindhoven, trailing by a large margin, erupted!


    In the ensuing period,


    they dominated Milan.


    In the 31st minute, Pirlo finally found a good opportunity.


    His long pass accurately found Kaka.


    Without letting the ball touch the ground, Kaka used the outside of his boot to send the ball to the right wing.


    Huang Kaiwen received the ball and accelerated past midfield.


    Instantly flicking the ball,


    he split Park Ji-sung with the ball and man.


    Just as he was preparing to continue his charge, Huang Kaiwen felt a tug from behind.


    Shit!


    His jersey was being pulled again.


    He didn¡¯t pick up speed.


    He was blocked on the sideline by Lee Young-pyo.


    Two South Koreans, one in front and one behind.


    Using both hands and feet, they snatched the ball from under Huang Kaiwen¡¯s feet.


    Huang Kaiwen looked toward Hauge.


    The Norwegian main referee still gave no indication.


    ¡°Motherfucker!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen angrily kicked at the air.


    Today the referee had also taken money, giving such care to the little sticks?


    Park Ji-sung and Lee Young-pyo carried the ball to the front field.


    Facing the advancing Nesta, Park Ji-sung spread to the side and Lee Young-pyo quickly went deep and crossed the ball.


    The Milan players at the near post didn¡¯t get to it.


    Rushing to the right post, Cocu headed the ball into the goal.


    The score was now 2:1 for this match, making the total score over two legs 2:3.


    Eindhoven now saw hope for a comeback.


    Huang Kaiwen rushed to the vicinity of the box and found Hauge.


    He communicated with him in English.


    ¡°They fouled just now, if you had called the foul, this goal wouldn¡¯t have happened.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think so,¡±


    ¡°But they used their hands,¡± Huang Kaiwen anxiously raised his own hands, opened them in front of the main referee, and said, ¡°Isn¡¯t it illegal to defend with hands?¡±


    ¡°I didn¡¯t see it, and here, I make the rules,¡±


    Hauge said, pointing to the turf beneath his feet.


    ¡°Fuck, asshole!¡±


    Maldini already had his arms around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s waist from behind, trying to calm him, but Huang Kaiwen was still extremely annoyed and cursed.


    Hauge didn¡¯t understand Chinese.


    But seeing Huang Kaiwen¡¯s performance, he knew it wasn¡¯t anything nice.


    The Norwegian main referee then showed Huang Kaiwen a yellow card.

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    Hauge had opened a can of worms.


    When Huang Kaiwen received his first yellow card, he struggled furiously, to the point where Maldini could hardly hold onto him.


    ¡°Quick, help.¡±


    Captain Maldini called for Nesta.


    On the sidelines, Ancelotti was also restrained by the coaching staff.


    Even so, Fat Ancelotti was spewing venom at a rate of five words a second.


    The assistant coach hadn¡¯t realized Ancelotti possessed such an extensive vocabulary.


    Nobody would have guessed that the usually kind and gentle-looking Fat Ancelotti


    could be so vicious with his words.


    ...


    ¡°Damn Koreans, they stole Italy¡¯s victory in 2002, and now they¡¯re trying to steal Milan¡¯s finals!!!¡±


    ¡°Koreans should not be on the soccer field!¡±


    ¡°If they¡¯re so good at fighting, why can¡¯t they handle a war?¡±


    ¡°Why can Koreans use their hands while playing soccer?


    Isn¡¯t that racist against European players?¡±


    ¡°This Norwegian referee, a barbarian¡¯s descendant, has a high tolerance for aggressive football.


    He should be officiating unlimited fighting, not soccer.¡±


    ¡°If Kevin gets injured, all of South Korea couldn¡¯t pay for the damage!¡±


    Inside the 7Gold TV broadcast booth.


    Crudeli had lost it.


    The way Eindhoven played today was downright dirty.


    This loyal Milan supporter¡¯s heart was enduring immense pressure and he needed to vent.


    ...


    ¡°Don¡¯t get worked up, even if they can equalize, we still have away goals,¡± said Maldini and Nesta, trying to calm Huang Kaiwen down.


    ¡°Right, be careful,¡± Nesta said as he put his arm around Huang Kaiwen¡¯s shoulders.


    ¡°If you get a red card, you¡¯ll be banned from the final match.¡±


    You were just communicating with Nelson, don¡¯t fail to cool down when it¡¯s your own turn.¡±


    ¡°Let go of me,¡±


    Huang Kaiwen took a few deep breaths and said, ¡°I¡¯m okay now.¡±


    ¡°Just be cautious,¡± Maldini continued to advise.


    He was angry too.


    But what hadn¡¯t the 36-year-old Maldini experienced?


    He was on the field during the 2002 World Cup.


    He had witnessed firsthand how the Koreans and the referees had sent him and his teammates packing.


    If he didn¡¯t have some patience,


    he would have snapped back in 2002.


    After play resumed, Milan¡¯s mentality had also been affected.


    They began trading attacks with Eindhoven.


    This was the playing style the Eredivisie team loved best.


    Ancelotti watched, his heart in his throat.


    Fortunately, Milan did not concede any more goals in the first half.


    As the players came off the field, Ancelotti put his arm around Huang Kaiwen as they walked back together.


    While walking, he soothed, ¡°Don¡¯t get too worked up.


    Even if the referee is biased towards the home team, we can still advance with our goal difference advantage.


    Besides, they are one goal away from equalizing.


    We have a significant lead.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen: ...


    Leading by one goal is called a significant lead.


    Huang Kaiwen wanted to ask Fat Ancelotti, what about leading by three goals at halftime?


    Of course, Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t bring up the yet-to-happen Istanbul night.


    He could only humor Fat Ancelotti with vague replies.


    Upon entering the locker room, a group of teammates gathered around to comfort Huang Kaiwen.


    The benefits of his good rapport with others quickly became apparent.


    Even the jokester Inzaghi came over to console Huang Kaiwen, draping an arm over his shoulders and saying, ¡°Don¡¯t stoop to their level.


    Eliminating them will be the biggest blow.¡±


    ¡°I know, Filippo.¡±


    Kaka handed Huang Kaiwen a bottle of electrolyte drink,


    then sat down beside him.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll pass the ball to you more in the second half.¡±


    ¡°Thanks, Ricardo.¡±


    ¡°What are you thanking me for?¡±


    After the fifteen-minute break, both sets of players returned to the pitch.


    Italian fans watching on TV also breathed a sigh of relief.


    Apart from commercial breaks, Crudeli had been ranting nonstop in the broadcast booth.


    While it was cathartic, they were tired of the same lines going on and on.


    After the second half kickoff, Eindhoven continued to aggressively attack.


    Even if the aggregate score tied at 2:3, because of the away goals rule, they needed to score at least two more goals to advance to the finals.


    Despite the change in ends, Farfan remained sharp,


    frequently driving the ball to challenge Milan¡¯s defensive line.


    ¡°Milan is off their game today.¡±


    ¡°Especially the three defenders.


    They¡¯re simply not containing the opposition.¡±


    ¡°Park has been sticking to Kevin, using both hands and feet to heavily restrict him.


    There¡¯s also Van Bommel and Li behind Park¡ªall three of them are on Kevin¡¯s side.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s too tough for Kevin.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Farfan again, Maldini moves in!¡±


    ¡°Farfan shifts to the left wing, and Li comes up to get the ball.¡±


    Constantly hassled by Park Ji-sung, Huang Kaiwen shoved his opponent aside and charged toward Lee Young-pyo.


    Lee Young-pyo executed two step-over moves in quick succession.


    Cafu didn¡¯t dare to close in.


    Huang Kaiwen, seeing this, launched into a sliding tackle.


    The unsuspecting Lee Young-pyo was sent, along with the ball, out of bounds.


    ¡°Watch it!¡±


    Hauge came over to give a warning.


    Huang Kaiwen turned his head and walked back, leaving the Norwegian referee fuming.


    Eindhoven played the throw-in, which Cafu intercepted and cleared with a long kick, disrupting the opposition¡¯s attack.


    A few minutes later, Pirlo found Kaka with a pass.


    Huang Kaiwen quickly burst into the center.


    Running, Kaka intuitively left the ball behind.


    He moved to the right wing, switching places with Huang Kaiwen.


    A cross-over switch.


    Park couldn¡¯t keep up.


    Before he decided whom to follow, Kaka and Huang Kaiwen had already run ahead.


    Faced with the imposing Van Bommel, Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball with the outside of his foot.


    Even so, his foot took a hit from the opponent.


    Kaka, on the right flank, drove diagonally toward the box, while also observing his teammates¡¯ positions.


    Lee Young-pyo didn¡¯t dare to tackle rashly.


    Kaka¡¯s dribbling speed was too fast.


    Just as Lee Young-pyo timed his moment to intercept.


    Kaka backheeled the ball to Huang Kaiwen.


    He himself sprinted into the box.


    Huang Kaiwen passed it forward, and Shevchenko, with his back to goal, held off two defenders to control the ball.


    Bouma and Alex both were ready to make a move.


    But Shevchenko shielded the ball firmly.


    The Ballon d¡¯Or winner at his peak was still skilled at holding the ball with his back to goal.


    Unlike later forwards who lacked this ability.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen and Kaka both had broken into the box.


    Shevchenko turned and tipped the ball with the tip of his boot.


    Pop¡ª


    His pass ricocheted off Bouma¡¯s stretched-out leg and deflected to the center.


    Kaka and Huang Kaiwen, having shaken off Alex, both started their run.


    ¡°The offside trap is broken!¡±


    ¡°Kaka and Kevin have both reached the six-yard box!¡±


    ¡°One-on-one!!¡±


    Without any hesitation.


    Both men reached the ball and lifted their feet at the same time.


    Kaka, positioned to the left, swung his right foot.


    Huang Kaiwen, positioned to the right, swung his left foot.


    Eindhoven¡¯s goalkeeper, Heurelho Gomes, was bamboozled.


    Who¡¯s taking the shot?


    The next second.


    He had his answer.


    Both tall players kicked at the ball simultaneously.


    One left foot, one right foot, almost at the same moment striking the ball.


    Boom¡ª


    Their forces applied differently.


    The ball¡¯s trajectory was extremely erratic.


    Heurelho Gomes panicked.


    He guessed center, so he stood frozen.


    The ball, spinning fiercely, swooped right in front of him, hit the turf less than 1 meter from the goal, and sped even faster into the right side of the net.


    Match score 2:2, aggregate score 2:4!


    ¡°Goal!¡±


    ¡°Kaka and Kevin.¡±


    ¡°They¡¯ve once again extinguished Eindhoven¡¯s hopes!¡±


    Honestly I¡¯m not sure who scored that goal, but what I want to say is it¡¯s a goal, and two talented players rushed into the box to shoot.¡±


    ¡°They pulled off a very peculiar shot.¡±


    ¡°Eindhoven¡¯s goalkeeper had no response.¡±


    ¡°Maybe this is what they call a telepathic understanding between geniuses!¡±


    ¡°Even if Eindhoven has the referee on their side, so what?¡±


    ¡°We have Kevin and Kaka!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±


    ¡°Forza Milan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!¡±

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    ?74: 0072 Three Strikes, Grand Four Happiness (Seeking Recommendation Votes, Monthly Tickets) 74: 0072 Three Strikes, Grand Four Happiness (Seeking Recommendation Votes, Monthly Tickets) Heurelho Gomes looked at Huang Kaiwen¡¯s retreating figure.


    His face burned with pain.


    This Brazilian goalkeeper, who had just transferred to Eindhoven,


    had performed impressively and quickly became the mainstay.


    He had shut out opponents many times in Eredivisie.


    That¡¯s why he was so arrogant.


    But the penalty just now,


    he guessed the direction all wrong.


    Before the opponent even shot, he was duped and dove directly to the right.


    Remembering his own words, Gomes¡¯s face burned with pain.


    ...


    After scoring, Huang Kaiwen rushed toward the away fans¡¯ grandstand.


    After a full-speed sprint, he crouched low.


    Executing an impassioned slide on his knees.


    Three stripes appeared beneath him.


    Such fervor from Huang Kaiwen ignited the passion of the Milan fans.


    Bowing in respect to Huang Kaiwen.


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!!!¡±


    The fans in the front row kept reaching out their hands, as if they could pull Huang Kaiwen toward them.


    What did frequent injuries matter?


    Injuries only made Kevin stronger!


    The Milan fans adored their new number 10.


    When Huang Kaiwen got up and walked back,


    three stripes were left on the spot.


    The female fans in the stands were ecstatic again.


    Among the female fans,


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s popularity was almost surpassing Kaka¡¯s.


    ¡°Hey, Mark.¡±


    Passing by Van Bommel, Huang Kaiwen called out to him.


    The Eindhoven captain was puzzled.


    Huang Kaiwen jerked his chin up, pointing towards the Eindhoven¡¯s goal and said, ¡°That goalkeeper just said, if you weren¡¯t Van Marwijk¡¯s son-in-law, you couldn¡¯t even play professional football.


    He also said that people like you only climb up by relying on women.¡±


    Fury rose to the fore.


    Van Bommel¡¯s face turned red with the effort to contain it.


    Indeed, he had dated the coach¡¯s daughter while playing for Sittard Fortuna.


    That girl is now his wife.


    He was always proud of that fact.


    He also had a happy life.


    Moreover, he had risen through the ranks on his own merit, not because of a woman.


    No one had ever mentioned such a thing before.


    It was considered a beautiful story in football circles.


    Van Bommel wasn¡¯t brainless, he stared at Huang Kaiwen and asked fiercely, ¡°You¡¯re making this up, right?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen slapped his shoulder with sincerity, saying earnestly, ¡°I did make it up, but what that guy really said was that anyone who dates a club insider¡¯s daughter is trash.


    He was probably just trying to mock me.¡±


    Van Bommel believed him.


    Because that South American goalkeeper did talk a lot of trash.


    But Huang Kaiwen scored 3 goals, didn¡¯t he?


    If such a person could be considered trash,


    then what about himself,


    was marrying the coach¡¯s daughter a mistake?


    Even if Gomes didn¡¯t mean it, Van Bommel still felt offended.


    ¡°By the way, the coach¡¯s daughter really likes me, and I¡¯m still troubled by having to reject her myself.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen added as he turned to leave.


    Van Bommel¡¯s mouth twitched, he didn¡¯t expect the Milan number 10¡¯s situation to be so similar to his.


    The Eindhoven captain looked at Huang Kaiwen with a sense of commiseration.


    But when he turned back, he glared fiercely towards their own penalty area.


    Poor Heurelho Gomes was still unaware of how he had offended the captain.


    ...


    ¡°There¡¯s not much time left for Eindhoven.¡±


    ¡°The match is about to enter stoppage time, with the aggregate score at 3:5, Eindhoven¡¯s hope for advancing is nearly a dream.¡±


    ¡°Unless they can score 3 goals in a row, all their efforts are in vain.¡±


    The match time had reached 89 minutes and 32 seconds.


    Hiddink used his last substitution to fill in the defense,


    then sat back down on the bench.


    Eindhoven wouldn¡¯t have any more chances.


    Ancelotti, on the other hand, was jotting down data in his notebook.


    He planned to record all the data about Huang Kaiwen¡¯s injuries, as well as the goals and assists.


    Then came the analysis.


    Ancelotti didn¡¯t believe he couldn¡¯t find a pattern.


    Once he found the pattern,


    he could prevent Kevin from getting hurt, allowing Kevin¡¯s abilities to be maximized.


    How far away could the treble be then?


    The fourth official by the side of the pitch raised the stoppage time board.


    Four minutes of added time.


    The agitated Eindhoven players fought their own battles.


    They had lost their reason.


    Each one wanted to solve the problem with their individual abilities.


    Cocu tried two long-range shots in succession, both wildly off the mark.


    Farfan, who¡¯d performed so well today, also stopped passing the ball.


    Instead, he charged down the right flank with the ball on his own.


    A majority of Eindhoven players were pushed into Milan¡¯s half.


    Smack¡ª


    Fatigued, Farfan was easily dispossessed by Kaladze.


    And with that, Farfan fell to the ground.


    He spread his arms to the main referee but got no response.


    Kaladze had already taken the ball halfway up the field.


    Seeing the opponent¡¯s open half, he launched a long ball into the attack.


    A few of Milan¡¯s forwards sprinted towards the opponent¡¯s penalty area.


    Huang Kaiwen noticed that the ball¡¯s landing spot was near Kaka, so he simply ignored the ball and kept running forward.


    Smack¡ª


    As the ball came down, Kaka cushioned it into the penalty area with one touch.


    ¡°To me, to me!¡±


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen with the ball, Inzaghi kept calling for it on the left side of the penalty area.


    Noticing Lucius behind Inzaghi, Huang Kaiwen simply poked the ball forward.


    Then he quickened his pace to reach the ball and stretched out his entire body.


    He swung his right foot.


    Bang¡ª


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~¡±


    Accompanied by Crudeli¡¯s shout, the ball flew like a cannonball toward Eindhoven¡¯s goal.


    As fast as a shooting star.


    The ball zoomed past the outstretched palm of Eindhoven¡¯s goalkeeper Gomes and into the net behind him.


    ¡°Ah!!!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s in!!!¡±


    ¡°Kevin, four goals!!!¡±


    ¡°Again, a Milan player has scored four goals in a UEFA Champions League match!¡±


    ¡°The last to achieve this feat was Marco van Basten!!!¡±


    Chelotti grabbed his own hair in frenzy, his eyes filled with disbelief.


    Today Huang Kaiwen actually scored four goals!


    It was insane.


    The last Milan player to score four goals in a Champions League match was Van Basten in 1992!


    And Van Basten was also the first player to score four goals in a single Champions League game.


    Ancelotti never imagined that after his retirement, he¡¯d witness such a scene.


    As the main referee blew the final whistle of the match,


    Ancelotti rushed onto the field and jumped on Huang Kaiwen¡¯s back.


    Caught off guard, Huang Kaiwen bumped into Inzaghi.


    ¡°Hey, be careful, head!¡±


    Inzaghi complained discontentedly.


    ¡°Sorry.¡±


    Chelotti quickly hopped off Huang Kaiwen.


    His agility did not reflect that of a 180-pound man.


    Looking Huang Kaiwen over from left to right, he anxiously asked, ¡°Are you okay?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen, feeling uncomfortable all over, brushed Chelotti¡¯s hands aside and said, ¡°I¡¯m fine, I¡¯m very good.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good, that¡¯s good.¡±


    Ancelotti said with relief on his face.


    He¡¯d got carried away just now.


    He nearly hurt Huang Kaiwen.


    He took Huang Kaiwen by one hand, Kaka by another, leading the whole team to the stands where the visiting fans were.


    That Milan had come this far to make it to the UEFA Champions League finals,


    was inseparable from the steadfast support of these fans.


    The Eindhoven fans who hadn¡¯t yet left the stadium also gave applause to Milan.


    To be precise, it was for Huang Kaiwen.


    Today, a Milan player performed the craziest act on this stage that had birthed countless talents.

 Chapter 75 - 75 0073 One Hundred Ways to Avoid Training Thanks to the Summer Rain Reward

    ?75: 0073 One Hundred Ways to Avoid Training (Thanks to the Summer Rain Reward) 75: 0073 One Hundred Ways to Avoid Training (Thanks to the Summer Rain Reward) Before the game, Huang Kaiwen, who had won the jackpot, promised to go out and have fun if they won.


    Huang Kaiwen naturally would not go back on his word.


    As for things like players shouldn¡¯t drink alcohol.


    That was just nonsense to the players of Milan City.


    High income, high spending.


    Milan¡¯s top players were the biggest patrons of the city¡¯s nightclubs.


    If they stopped going out, several nightclubs in Milan City would have to shut down.


    Even in the Netherlands, the players from Milan knew how to party.


    A team with Brazilians was never boring.


    Interestingly, they also ran into a few Eindhoven players drowning their sorrows after a loss.


    Kevin got on well with Van Bommel.


    After all, Van Bommel was the coach¡¯s son-in-law.


    And Kevin was the coach¡¯s daughter¡¯s heartthrob.


    Fellow sufferers, as they say, could talk all night long.


    Huang even covered the expenses of the Eindhoven players that night.


    Who knew, one day they might become teammates.


    He, Huang, was certainly not short of that bit of money.


    Of course, Kevin didn¡¯t miss the chance to give that Heurelho Gomes a piece of his mind.


    In the end, Van Bommel and Kevin walked arm-in-arm.


    Before passing out, Van Bommel said he swore to give Gomes a good lesson back at the team.


    If it hadn¡¯t been for Ancelotti urging them to return to the hotel to rest.


    Kevin would have even waited for Van Bommel to sober up.


    To encourage Van Bommel to take on Lee Young-pyo.


    Damn, did they think they could offend him, Huang, just because they weren¡¯t on the same team?


    The monk might run away, but the temple won¡¯t.


    The next afternoon, back at home,


    Albert, the butler, couldn¡¯t wait to report to Kevin.


    ¡°Sir, Donalba is dead.¡±


    ¡°Who?¡±


    Kevin looked bewildered at the butler, wondering if that person was someone important.


    ¡°It¡¯s that Nigerian wizard who cursed you before,¡±


    Albert explained.


    ¡°Oh, how did he die?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know, but that Chinese ¡®wizard¡¯ came by claiming it was his doing.¡±


    ¡°Master, master, not wizard,¡±


    Kevin slapped his forehead and said in an exasperated tone, ¡°Next time he comes, tell him to get lost.¡±


    ¡°But sir, what if it really was his doing?¡± Albert, ever loyal, worried that his master might offend someone powerful, quickly advised.


    ¡°You can get lost too!¡±


    Waiting for the butler to leave,


    Kevin sighed.


    So tiring!


    The last time that charlatan showed up to peddle the ¡°Nailing Seven Arrows Book¡± was in October.


    The artifact from ¡°Investiture of the Gods¡± supposedly could curse someone to death in 21 days.


    The ¡°master¡± performed the ¡°ritual¡± for 21 days, which finished in November.


    That Nigerian wizard was still hopping around alive and well at the time.


    Kevin didn¡¯t care much and just sent the ¡°master¡± away without giving it much thought.


    Just another swindler.


    And to think he had the nerve to claim it was his doing.


    It¡¯s freaking May now!


    What kind of network speed is that, such a huge skill delay.


    If Kevin hadn¡¯t known better about the ¡°curse,¡± he might have been scared out of his wits by these charlatans.


    Always coming over to spout some nonsense.


    Kevin was really annoyed by it.


    He played a game for a while,


    Then waited for Barbara to come back to have dinner together.


    Seeing that Kevin had a lot on his mind, the young lady asked softly, ¡°Has something happened to the team?¡±


    ¡°Nothing.¡±


    ¡°Your worries are written all over your face,¡± the young lady uncovered Kevin¡¯s lie.


    ¡°I¡¯m just a bit afraid of getting hurt and missing the UEFA Champions League final.¡±


    Kevin could only find that reason for himself.


    ¡°Oh, poor Kevin.


    You shouldn¡¯t have to bear so much; it¡¯s all that damn Inter Milan¡¯s fault.¡±


    ¡°Yes, all Inter Milan¡¯s fault.¡±


    That night, the young lady donned the 23 jersey of Inter Milan.


    It was another restless night.


    ...


    The next morning came.


    At breakfast, Huang Kaiwen saw the newspaper.


    ¡°Following Basten, finally, a Milan player has scored 4 goals in the UEFA Champions League.


    Kevin¡¯s efficiency in the Champions League is unparalleled.


    The only issue is the curse on him.


    Now that the Nigerian wizard is dead in his own home, but according to the information we¡¯ve received, such a vicious curse won¡¯t disappear with the caster¡¯s death.


    On the contrary, after backfiring on the wizard, the power of the curse might become even stronger, which is truly worrisome.¡± ¡ª Milan Sports Newspaper


    The Milan Sports Newspaper¡¯s knack for talking nonsense is truly exceptional.


    Compared to ¡°curses¡±.


    Huang Kaiwen was more concerned about getting injured.


    Every time he used an ¡°Injury Immunity Card¡±, his injury probability accumulated sky-high.


    Stepping on the pitch made him prone to getting hurt easily.


    That was what Huang Kaiwen was most worried about.


    If it was a minor injury, fine.


    A major injury that sidelines you for the season, missing the UEFA Champions League final.


    That would mean his saved ¡°Injury Immunity Cards¡± were wasted.


    More importantly, he still wanted to defend the Champions League title to remove the ¡°Abnormal Status¡±.


    There were three days left until the match against Juventus.


    After some thought, Huang Kaiwen made a phone call to Ancelotti.


    Fat Ancelotti, hearing he wasn¡¯t feeling well, overflowed with concern in his tone.


    It was easy to get a day off.


    Huang Kaiwen, having a day off at home, spent it playing Legend.


    His 31-level Taoist¡¯s experience bar had barely moved.


    Mostly because he secretly killed some players who were buying potions, then got escorted to Red Name Village by a big blade, spending his time soaking in Red Name time.


    Huang Kaiwen, feeling bored, finally realized the problem.


    Everyone who skips class to go to the internet cafe? likes to bring along others: it¡¯s because skipping class alone is too boring.


    Without Kaka by his side, he, Huang, felt like King Arthur without the great wizard Merlin.


    When Kaka finished training, he called him over to his house.


    His character¡¯s red name status had cleared.


    The two of them enjoyed killing potion buyers in Mud City, feeling that things were finally right.


    ¡°Kevin, you poison him, then I¡¯ll follow up with a savage charge into a fiery blast!¡±


    ¡°Poisoned, poisoned, go for it, push towards my skeleton!¡±


    ¡°Burst, burst, full of potions.¡±


    ¡°Damn, someone¡¯s stealing the potions, kill him!¡±


    Having experienced the duplication of equipment in Legend, gold coins weren¡¯t very valuable, and those potions were even less so.


    But killing people in Legend was very interesting.


    Even Kaka, the good kid, became addicted after a few plays with Huang Kaiwen.


    When they couldn¡¯t play themselves, they would also level up by leaving their characters on auto-pilot at home.


    In the evening when Barbara came home, she sighed at the sight of Kaka and Huang Kaiwen having so much fun, then picked up the phone to order takeout.


    She didn¡¯t understand what was so fun about playing a game with crude graphics, controlling a little person running around with a stick.


    May 7th.


    Huang Kaiwen went to the team.


    He had no choice but to go.


    If he took two consecutive days off, Ancelotti might just rush to his house and send him directly to the hospital.


    Tomorrow was the title-deciding match against Juventus.


    Just get through this day.


    And he would temporarily get through this challenge.


    While changing clothes in the locker room, Huang Kaiwen dawdled for half an hour.


    He couldn¡¯t come up with a good excuse.


    Standing at the door, Huang Kaiwen could only replay his old trick.


    He squatted down, clutching his stomach and wailing.


    Chelotti, standing on the training field, turned his head to look.


    He immediately displayed an agility that belied his size.


    He zipped over to Huang Kaiwen¡¯s side.


    Concernedly asking, ¡°What¡¯s wrong, Kevin?¡±


    ¡°My stomach hurts; I might have eaten something bad.¡±


    ¡°Then you rest in the strategy room for a while.


    If you don¡¯t feel better by noon, go home directly.¡±


    ¡°Okay, coach.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen was escorted to the strategy room by Ancelotti.


    He finally let out a sigh of relief.


    Now, he was even a bit in awe of Carlos Kaiser.


    Just after faking sickness for two days, he, Huang, was already struggling to keep it up.


    ¡°The King of Football¡± had been doing it consistently for twenty years.


    And he was never exposed.


    Indeed, no one succeeds casually.

 Chapter 78 - 78 0076 Kevin hurry up Kevin request for monthly pass recommendation ticket

    ?78: 0076 Kevin, hurry up Kevin (request for monthly pass, recommendation ticket) 78: 0076 Kevin, hurry up Kevin (request for monthly pass, recommendation ticket) ¡°Trezeguet!¡±


    ¡°Trezeguet has scored!¡±


    ¡°Juventus has taken the lead in an away game.¡±


    ¡°They¡¯ve seized the initiative in the championship battle.¡±


    ¡°If Milan loses this match, they might lose the Serie A title, and Juventus¡¯s upcoming schedule doesn¡¯t have any strong teams.¡±


    Zhang kept updating the fans on the current situation.


    David Trezeguet opened his mouth wide, sprinting wildly on the field.


    Boos filled the entire San Siro Stadium.


    The importance of today¡¯s match had every fan on edge.


    Milan¡¯s fans absolutely couldn¡¯t accept Juventus scoring first.


    This was their home ground, San Siro Stadium!!!


    The booing,


    grew louder and louder.


    The cursing,


    permeated San Siro.


    The towering figure of Trezeguet, ran with arrogant flair.


    Milan¡¯s medical team had already rushed onto the pitch.


    But halfway there, Seedorf staggered back to his feet again.


    The medics went over to check on him, and Seedorf shook his feet, refusing to leave the field.


    Damn!


    Huang Kaiwen didn¡¯t even know what to say.


    Ancelotti breathed a sigh of relief.


    Otherwise, he really wouldn¡¯t know how to refuse Huang Kaiwen getting on the pitch.


    He hadn¡¯t gotten a good omen from the church today and felt somewhat uncertain in his heart.


    Subconsciously, he didn¡¯t want to let Huang Kaiwen play.


    Seeing the displeasure on Huang Kaiwen¡¯s face, Ancelotti suddenly had an epiphany.


    Drapping an arm around Huang Kaiwen, he said, ¡°I remember the player you were asking about.¡±


    ¡°Really?¡±


    Huang Kaiwen asked, always curious.


    ¡°Yes, Matthias Sindelar, that¡¯s the one, I remember who he was now,¡± Ancelotti said with a clap and some excitement.


    ¡°Then tell me, coach.¡±


    ¡°Oh, right.¡± Ancelotti paused to recollect and then slowly continued, ¡°Sindelar was a great player.


    I didn¡¯t think of him at first because during World War II, Italy and Germany were allies, you see, and Italian soccer wasn¡¯t clean before the war either.¡±


    Upon hearing this, Huang Kaiwen understood.


    Mussolini had once forced Italian players to win the championship with a gun to their heads.


    Italy¡¯s first championship was even handed to them out of pity by their opponents, since failing to win the World Cup would have meant execution for the Italian players.


    And back then, the World Cup wasn¡¯t so formal either.


    No need for qualifiers, and invitations were based on mood; any displeasure meant not participating, so if a team chose to cede the championship, it was ceded.


    No players back then could have imagined that a tournament akin to an invitational would become the highest honor in soccer.


    In today¡¯s times, even with sympathy, it would be difficult for an entire team to agree to give up a championship.


    ¡°So in Italy, you rarely hear Sindelar¡¯s name.


    I saw him in a program recalling old players before.


    He was the best player in Austria at that time, and the Austrian team was the best.


    But Austria was occupied by Germany.


    The Germans directly forced 9 Austrian players into the German team, but the best player from Austria, known as ¡®The Paper Man¡¯ Sindelar, refused them.


    The next year, he was found dead in his apartment.


    It¡¯s said he committed suicide because he didn¡¯t want to play for Germany, but I think he was murdered by the Germans.¡±


    Ancelotti continued, ¡°It was a long time ago, Sindelar died 20 years before I was born, and Italy¡¯s politicians don¡¯t promote his deeds or even cover them up, so I couldn¡¯t recall him immediately.¡±


    ¡°Those politicians should die!¡±


    Huang Kaiwen nodded.


    But he quickly realized he had said something wrong.


    The young lady¡¯s father was the biggest politican in Italy.


    Rounded up, he, Huang, was also one of them.


    If politicians should die, didn¡¯t that mean he, Huang, should die too?


    That wouldn¡¯t do!


    Huang Kaiwen hurried to backtrack, insincerely saying, ¡°Cough cough... maybe there¡¯s some misunderstanding in this, politics is a complicated matter, perhaps they also had no choice.¡±


    ¡°What no choice, Italian politicians are trash.¡±


    Ancelotti snorted dismissively.


    ¡°Think about it, how many years ago America deployed Jupiter missiles in Italy, leading to the Cuban missile crisis.


    Probably they also have to listen to the Americans, maybe it¡¯s America¡¯s problem!¡± Huang Kaiwen blurted out without thinking.


    ¡°America is also a bunch of bastards!¡±


    Ancelotti nodded in agreement.


    Huang Kaiwen finally exhaled in relief.


    Ancelotti finally stopped minding his cheap father-in-law¡¯s affairs.


    ...


    Knowing about Sindelar¡¯s deeds, Huang Kaiwen was especially eager to play.


    Ancelotti not letting him on the field was like not being able to try out new equipment in a game.


    Huang Kaiwen was tormented.


    Ancelotti noticed his unease and tried to persuade him, ¡°You¡¯ve been feeling unwell for the past two days, and getting injured today might cause you to miss the UEFA Champions League final.


    While the league championship is important, so is the Champions League.


    You¡¯d better rest well and take care of your body.¡±


    Just then, everything changed on the field.


    Nedved took the ball down the left flank and surged forward rapidly, with Cafu chasing and pressing him toward the end line.


    Nedved suddenly turned and passed the ball back in a reverse triangle.


    Pirlo got the ball on the left side of the penalty area and immediately took a shot.


    The left corridor was a lengthy stretch where Pirlo was most comfortable, also known as the ¡°Pirlo Zone.¡±


    In this position, Pirlo seemed capable of doing anything.


    Excellent at both passing and shooting.


    Indeed, his shot curved beautifully.


    The ball flew past Dida¡¯s outstretched fingers and into the Milan net.


    2:0!


    Del Piero spread his arms and ran wildly around San Siro with his tongue sticking out.


    The Rossoneri were momentarily speechless.


    They couldn¡¯t understand why Milan was trailing by two goals at home.


    If Juventus was really that strong, why couldn¡¯t they make it to the UEFA Champions League final?


    Trash,


    A bunch of trash!


    Even today¡¯s match was trash.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen standing next to Ancelotti, Milan fans finally remembered.


    They still had an important player who hadn¡¯t been on the field.


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    ¡°Kevin!¡±


    The voice of San Siro Stadium gradually came together as tens of thousands of Milan fans called out Huang Kaiwen¡¯s name.


    ¡°Sub in Kevin!!!¡±


    Ancelotti¡¯s face looked a bit unpleasant.


    Huang Kaiwen also urged from the sidelines, ¡°Let me play, coach.¡±


    ¡°But it¡¯s not good to make substitutions too early in the first half.¡±


    Ancelotti looked troubled.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Clarence will understand.


    After all, his injury is also a concern.¡±


    ¡°Alright,¡± Ancelotti approached the fourth official.


    Huang Kaiwen took off his training jacket and quickly began to warm up by the pitch.


    Boom¡ªSan Siro Stadium erupted with thunderous cheers.


    Their voices were responded to by the coach.


    On the other hand, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s appearance symbolized hope.


    In the limited time he had on the field, Milan¡¯s number 10 created endless possibilities.


    Crudeli was also shouting excitedly.


    ¡°Milan is finally making a substitution.


    Kevin is already warming up on the sideline.¡±


    ¡°Look at Capello¡¯s face.


    I believe he also realizes that with Kevin on the field, Juventus will have a very difficult time.¡±


    ¡°As long as Kevin can recover to 70% of his condition, today Juventus has no chance of winning.¡±


    ¡°Substitution time, Kevin replaces Seedorf, and San Siro Stadium welcomes the team¡¯s super genius with applause.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m now looking forward to the rest of the match.¡±


    In the broadcast camera shot, a young fan held a sign that read: ¡°Kevin 10, you are my hero.¡±


    This is probably the current sentiment of Milan fans.


    Even two goals behind.


    They still believe that Huang Kaiwen¡¯s appearance can change everything.


    ¡°Do you want to switch to the left wing?¡± Gattuso asked proactively after seeing Huang Kaiwen enter the game.


    Because previously, Huang Kaiwen preferred to play on the left side during training.


    Huang Kaiwen glanced at the Juventus half of the field and nodded in agreement.


    If he played on the right, he would be up against Nedved and Zambrotta.


    Switching to the left side, he would face Camoranesi and Pesotto.


    One should always squash the softer persimmon.


    After all, Gattuso could play on either side.


    Since Gattuso¡¯s focus was on defense, which side he played on didn¡¯t matter much.


    Pirlo went back to the center circle to wait for the kickoff.


    He was surprised to find that.


    After Huang Kaiwen came on,


    The expressions of Milan¡¯s players relaxed significantly.


    Who would have thought that a guy who frequently got injured could gain so much trust from the big names of Milan.

 Chapter 79 - 79 0077 What is Jinhu Huixuan Request for monthly votes and recommendation tickets

    ?79: 0077 What is Jinhu Huixuan (Request for monthly votes and recommendation tickets) 79: 0077 What is Jinhu Huixuan (Request for monthly votes and recommendation tickets) Milan kicked off amid the cheers of the fans.


    Shevchenko received the ball and quickly passed it back.


    Kaka dribbled the ball and immediately twisted his body to make a lateral knock when pressured.


    Huang Kaiwen caught the ball on the left flank.


    With a flick of his right foot outward, he quickly hooked it back with his toes.


    Swinging the bull¡¯s tail!


    He threw off Camoranesi¡¯s balance and ran forward with the ball.


    Today, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s footwork was even more delicate, his dribbling as if strolling in a leisurely garden.


    Although it was a move he had used before, today it was performed with greater ease and flair.


    This was Sindelar¡¯s ability.


    The ball seemed to grow on his feet.


    Huang Kaiwen dribbled past midfield.


    Seeing the position of his teammates up front, he immediately had a plan.


    He quickly nudged the ball forward.


    He began striding forward with the ball.


    As Emerson approached, Huang Kaiwen immediately pushed the ball forward with his right foot.


    The Brazilian midfielder¡¯s eyes widened.


    He knew Huang Kaiwen was about to use the ¡°fried meatball¡± move.


    But he instinctively extended his foot.


    Huang Kaiwen tapped the ball to the left and still managed to break through successfully along the sideline.


    ¡°Beautiful!¡±


    ¡°Fried meatball, it¡¯s the fried meatball again!¡±


    ¡°Kevin easily got past the Brazilian midfielder.¡±


    ¡°Emerson was clearly cautious, but he was still outplayed.¡±


    ¡°Everyone knows Kevin will use the fried meatball, but no one can guard against Kevin¡¯s special move.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen once again nudged the ball forward a few meters.


    He then ran up, his calf muscles tensed, and suddenly struck the ball hard.


    Whoosh¡ª


    The ball curved right in front of the approaching Pesotto.


    Hugging the turf, it rolled rapidly.


    Thuram stepped forward to intercept, but unexpectedly the ball curved behind him.


    A ground pass with a strong curve!


    Spotting the opportunity.


    Inzaghi sprinted into the penalty area.


    But he was still a step too slow.


    By the time he caught up with the ball, the angle was very tight.


    Yet even so, many Milan fans had already stood up, anticipating the next goal.


    Inzaghi forcefully kicked the ball near the left post.


    Buffon crouched, arms positioned in front of him, and blocked the ball out of bounds.


    ¡°Mine, that was a beautiful pass!


    Next time you pass it to me, it will definitely go in.¡±


    Inzaghi turned and approached Huang Kaiwen, giving him a thumbs up.


    The ball was too good, too discreet.


    Not only were the Juventus players deceived.


    Even he, an ¡°opportunist,¡± couldn¡¯t react in time.


    If he had started a bit earlier, it would have been certain.


    Huang Kaiwen shrugged nonchalantly.


    He had just wanted to try it out, not expecting to pass it so well.


    ¡°Inzaghi started late, Kevin¡¯s pass was incredibly deceptive, Inzaghi didn¡¯t even notice it, or else it would have been a definite score.¡±


    ¡°Kevin¡¯s pass is a work of art, he truly is the Mozart of football.¡±


    ¡°Just one pass made me get goosebumps all over, Kevin makes tearing through the opponent¡¯s defense seem so simple.¡±


    Pirlo walked towards the corner flag.


    The field was getting ready for a corner kick.


    Seeing Huang Kaiwen not enter the small penalty area, Pirlo passed a low ball to Huang Kaiwen.


    Standing inside the penalty area, Huang Kaiwen turned and took a powerful shot.


    The ball brushed against the post and flew out of bounds.


    At this moment, the camera switched to Huang Kaiwen¡¯s recent pass.


    Standing on the left flank, Huang Kaiwen stroked the inner part of his foot, and the ball sketched a wicked curve along the turf.


    From in front of Pesotto, it then curved behind Thuram.


    The curve was impeccable, even in the field of mathematics.


    Ancelotti rubbed his head.


    He had been reluctant to let Huang Kaiwen play just now.


    But as soon as Huang Kaiwen got on the field, the effect was immediate.


    He had already forgotten his previous worries.


    Now he only looked forward to Milan¡¯s first goal.


    Shortly after returning to midfield, Juventus began to launch an attack.


    Emerson took the ball to the front and sought Camoranesi, but Maldini anticipated and stole the ball.


    Milan launched a fast counterattack.


    The entire formation was pressing forward.


    Huang Kaiwen looked back as he rushed ahead.


    Maldini had already reached the front field with the ball.


    The captain of Milan took a glance and kicked the ball towards the penalty area.


    ¡°Don¡¯t let him get the ball!¡±


    ¡°Hurry over!¡±


    Maldini¡¯s pass was too strong.


    Huang Kaiwen had already almost reached the byline with the ball and couldn¡¯t slow down at all.


    Pesotto and Thuram nearby both breathed a sigh of relief, just waiting for the ball to go out of bounds.


    But just at that moment.


    Huang Kaiwen turned, his back facing the billboard.


    He flicked the ball up with his right foot, Thuram instinctively stretched out his leg, but the ball flew over it.


    Having completed the turn outside the byline, Huang Kaiwen swiftly rushed back to regain possession.


    Cannavaro had already positioned himself in front of Huang Kaiwen.


    But Huang Kaiwen leaned to one side.


    Cannavaro followed his movement, shifting his weight.


    Just then, Huang Kaiwen gave a slight touch.


    The ball quickly passed between Cannavaro¡¯s legs.


    Beyond this top defender.


    A cut-back!


    Outside the large penalty area, Kaka quickly sprinted into the box, getting behind the ball.


    Crudeli excitedly shouted, ¡°Unmarked, Kaka!¡±


    Kaka, one of Europe¡¯s strongest long-range shooters at that time.


    He had no intention of carrying the ball further.


    He ran forward, fully stretching, swinging his right foot.


    Thousands of eyes at the San Siro Stadium were fixed on Kaka.


    Bang¡ª


    The Brazilian star¡¯s right foot came down.


    Buffon dived to the side immediately, but Kaka¡¯s shot was faster.


    It had almost instantaneously nestled into the top right corner of the goal.


    ¡°Kaka~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~¡±


    ¡°Kaka has scored a beautiful long-range goal, helping Milan to claw back a point.¡±


    ¡°Milan now sees hope for an equalizer.¡±


    ¡°This season Kaka has already scored 10 long-range goals!¡±


    ¡°Kaka is definitely among the strongest attacking midfielders in Europe!¡±


    The San Siro Stadium also erupted into jubilation.


    And the scorer, Kaka, immediately rushed towards Huang Kaiwen.


    The two of them ran together towards the south stand where Milan¡¯s die-hard fans were located.


    If it had been Inter Milan¡¯s home game,


    their die-hards would have chosen the corresponding north stand.


    The two teams have been rivals since their founding.


    Crudeli continued excitedly, ¡°Kaka almost faced the goalkeeper directly in that play.


    He has to thank Kevin, who attracted three defenders on the left and managed to pass the ball despite their close marking.¡±


    ¡°This goal, Kevin deserves seventy percent of the credit.¡±


    ¡°No offense to Kaka, but with that pass, I could have scored that goal,¡±


    ¡°Because Kevin¡¯s pass was just perfect!¡±


    ¡°With such teammates, breaking Mu?ller¡¯s scoring record isn¡¯t a dream for a forward.¡±


    Pirlo, retracing his steps to his own half, widened his eyes.


    Although he had been deemed Baggio¡¯s successor since his debut,


    his skills were commendable.


    But just now, Huang Kaiwen¡¯s dazzling dribble and pass still left him astonished.


    Juventus¡¯s defense was among the top in European football.


    Yet in front of Huang Kaiwen, they were as fragile as paper mache.


    No wonder that youngster had earned his teammates¡¯ trust, despite having not much playtime in a season.


    He wished he had such a teammate behind Trezeguet.


    By the time they had returned to the center circle, Pirlo¡¯s eyes had become intense and serious.


    Juventus¡¯s ¡°Golden Boy¡± sensed today¡¯s match would not be easy.


    Not long after the game restarted, a preoccupied Pirlo unusually made a passing mistake.


    Pirlo quickly tried to make amends by rushing forward.


    Inzaghi had already turned and passed the ball back to Huang Kaiwen.


    Huang Kaiwen ran forward with quick, short steps, controlling the ball.


    Pirlo frantically rushed at him and Huang Kaiwen deftly dodged by tapping the ball away from Pirlo¡¯s outstretched right foot.


    Then, with the outside of his left foot, he gently pushed.


    The ball rolled quickly between Pirlo¡¯s legs.


    Camoranesi had already timed his approach and charged in.


    Huang Kaiwen, with no time to adjust, just swung his lower leg.


    Camoranesi quickly stepped right, guarding against the pass,


    but Huang Kaiwen¡¯s lower leg gently came down.


    He merely nudged the ball forward a bit.


    He then dashed forward with the ball.


    Aware he¡¯d been fooled, Camoranesi desperately grabbed at the hem of Huang Kaiwen¡¯s jersey.


    Snap¡ª


    Just as he was about to fall, Huang Kaiwen knocked the ball towards Kaka in the middle.


    Camoranesi turned again in pursuit.


    In the middle, facing the defense of three players, Kaka quickly knocked the ball to the side.


    Huang Kaiwen, without any adjustment,


    sidelong, rubbed his left foot under the ball.


    Bang,


    Juventus players turned simultaneously running towards their penalty area.


    But remember, men can never outrun the ball.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s 45¡ã cross, still carrying an exaggerated curve, flew directly behind the Juventus defensive line.

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    ?80: 0078 What is Tmall Returning (Request for Monthly Votes and Recommendation Votes) 80: 0078 What is Tmall Returning (Request for Monthly Votes and Recommendation Votes) Thuram anticipated the play and ran forward, trying to intercept the pass.


    But he misjudged the situation.


    The ball flew past him once again.


    And Cannavaro hadn¡¯t even had time to react.


    The ball was already behind him.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s pass curved elaborately, threading between the two top defenders to the edge of the penalty area on the right.


    Shevchenko, vigilant as always, quickly took off.


    ¡°Damn it.¡±


    Zambrotta realized he was too slow.


    He urgently grabbed with one hand, closing in on him.


    Many AC Milan fans had already stood up, leaning forward and fixating on the field.


    What a chance.


    If they could score a goal.


    They could equalize the score.


    The two men entangled and rushed into the penalty area.


    Zambrotta never found the chance to tackle and take the ball away.


    But Shevchenko, being closely marked, couldn¡¯t get his footwork right to take a shot either.


    They were nearing the end line.


    Shevchenko still hadn¡¯t found an opportunity.


    In this situation, he hurriedly tried with his left foot, backheeling with the outside of his boot.


    It was a desperate attempt, as if trying to heal a dead horse.


    Using his weaker foot, he didn¡¯t manage to give it much power.


    The ball rolled feebly toward the goal.


    Buffon casually blocked the ball with his foot and stopped it.


    AC Milan fans held their heads, a sigh of disappointment filling the air.


    Such a good pass went to waste.


    ¡°Huang Kaiwen¡¯s pass was too exaggerated, that kick was like Beckham on the left flank,¡±


    ¡°I often saw such passes in matches with Manchester United.¡±


    Zhang was somewhat surprised as he said, ¡°I remember he made similar passes in the first half of the season, and back then I thought it was a fluke, but now it¡¯s clear there are no flukes, his technique is just that superior.¡±


    ¡°Beckham said his bending balls came from practicing shooting at tires, what about Huang Kaiwen?¡±


    ¡°With no professional training, does Huang Kaiwen just have such natural talent?¡±


    Chinese fans watching on TV were equally astounded.


    Beckham¡¯s skill was the result of hard work.


    And yet Huang Kaiwen, still a student, could kick a bending ball just like Beckham¡¯s.


    Online forums went wild with discussion.


    ¡°Damn, that¡¯s too exaggerated.¡±


    ¡°Now that Zhang said it, it really seems so unfair.


    Others train hard, day in and day out for years, and yet their peak is just your starting point.¡±


    ¡°There¡¯s nothing you can do, everyone is born with different talents.


    Beckham was also the target of envy for many, I¡¯ve been playing soccer since elementary school and still haven¡¯t reached the heights of Beckham¡¯s time in Manchester United¡¯s youth squad.¡±


    ¡°Talent is something determined at birth, you can only say Huang Kaiwen¡¯s talent is even more incredible.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s the use of incredible talent if he doesn¡¯t play for the national team?¡±


    ¡°How can you say he doesn¡¯t play for the country!


    He was injured both times he was called up, he can¡¯t just come back and play hurt, can he?¡±


    ¡°Who knows if those injuries were real or fake?¡±


    ¡°Fake injuries?


    He missed quite a few games for Milan because of his injuries this season, Huang Kaiwen has been injured over ten times already, sometimes I even worry he¡¯ll retire early like Basten.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, but I¡¯m more curious about when he¡¯ll debut for the national team.¡±


    ¡°Who knows, Huang Kaiwen gets injured so much, when he¡¯ll make his debut is entirely up to luck.¡±


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s outstanding performance had already caught the attention of the national team.


    But he had yet to play for them.


    What can you do?


    In fact, the national team had called him up not twice, but five times.


    Unfortunately, every time the national team saw Huang Kaiwen performing well for Milan, they wanted him to return to serve the country.


    Especially right after he had played a full match for Milan.


    That¡¯s when they¡¯d call him.


    Telling him to play one more match and then come back home.


    But just after using the ¡°Immunity Card,¡± Huang Kaiwen¡¯s chance of injury skyrocketed.


    He¡¯d get injured in the next match.


    So he had yet to play a match for the national team.


    The fans back home were still hopeful.


    But that was wishful thinking.


    Without solving the ¡°Abnormal State: Injury Proneness,¡± Huang Kaiwen was unlikely to participate in national games.


    With only one ¡°Immunity Card¡± per month, Huang Kaiwen couldn¡¯t just stop playing for Milan for a month, pretending to be dead and then go back home to play a friendly match, could he?


    Wouldn¡¯t that make him like Sanchez?


    Drawing a high salary while injured in Manchester United, but energetic when playing for the country.


    And even if he were willing to be like Sanchez, making excuses not to play for a month.


    Anche couldn¡¯t possibly be assured to let him serve the country then.


    He couldn¡¯t just tell Fat Ancelotti that he was putting on a performance.


    That he¡¯s in great condition, eating well, just not keen on playing soccer for him.


    Even with Fat Ancelotti¡¯s good temper, he¡¯d have to get rid of Huang Kaiwen then, right?


    So it¡¯s a dilemma with no solution.


    ...


    After the game restarted, Juventus targeted Huang Kaiwen specifically.


    One time, he dribbled past three players in front of the penalty area.


    Twice, he delivered long-distance direct passes into the box.


    This kind of attacking power scared Juventus.


    If they didn¡¯t target Huang Kaiwen, then Capello might as well resign.


    Taking advantage of a dead ball occasion,


    Capello called Zambrotta to the sidelines and made tactical adjustments.


    When Milan launched another attack,


    The Milan fans were surprised to find that Huang Kaiwen now had a ¡°personal bodyguard.¡±


    Camoranesi completely changed his previous style.


    He no longer participated in attacks.


    He just followed Huang Kaiwen around.


    Camoranesi, the Argentine player, didn¡¯t quite embody the South American style.


    He was proactive in his movement, with excellent physical conditioning.


    His technique wasn¡¯t that great.


    It appeared plain and unadorned.


    However, his tactical execution was very strong.


    Thus, Camoranesi, disdained by the Argentina team, was called up by the Italy team.


    And became national teammates with his club companions.


    As Maldini took the ball to midfield,


    Camoranesi quickly stuck to Huang Kaiwen.


    He even put his hands on Huang Kaiwen¡¯s back as if to support him in vain.


    Just waiting for the right moment to intervene.


    The front-row Milan fans couldn¡¯t stand it anymore and started berating Camoranesi¡¯s family.


    ¡°Viper.¡±


    ¡°Bastard.¡±


    ¡°Damn trash.¡±


    ¡°You South American thug, take your filthy hands off.¡±


    San Siro resounded with furious swearing.


    Seeing this, Maldini could only continue to dribble forward.


    Huang Kaiwen ran.


    Camoranesi also ran alongside him.


    That¡¯s what the coach had instructed.


    He didn¡¯t need to worry about anything else; his only job was to keep an eye on Huang Kaiwen.


    Maldini would be handled by his teammates.


    Emerson stepped up to defend.


    Smack,


    Maldini nudged the ball forward.


    Then he accelerated, using his body to forcefully break through.


    Emerson¡¯s arm was already resting on Maldini¡¯s shoulder.


    His center of gravity was also leaning on the Milan captain.


    The two grappled and pushed forward.


    At that moment,


    Maldini accelerated again.


    The unsteady Emerson fell down onto the turf.


    ¡°Beautiful!¡±


    ¡°Maldini has shaken off the forwards to get the ball.¡±


    ¡°Is he going to pass to the middle?¡±


    After observing,


    even with Camoranesi and Pesotto close by Huang Kaiwen,


    Maldini still felt it was worth a try.


    Smack¡ª


    The Milan captain made a quick poke.


    The ball swiftly passed between Camoranesi and Pesotto, racing towards the end line.


    The ball was fast.


    Maldini wanted Huang Kaiwen to use his speed to break free.


    He wasn¡¯t worried at all.


    After all, Huang Kaiwen was in excellent form today.


    The Milan forwards, who had missed several chances, also watched Huang Kaiwen¡¯s movements.


    They were just waiting for an opportunity to rush in for a shot.


    Thuram charged at Huang Kaiwen.


    He saw Huang Kaiwen, just as the ball was about to cross the end line, make a sharp cut-back turn.


    Dammit.


    Thuram was furious.


    Would it be okay just once, but you want to do it again?


    You think you can take the French international lightly?


    Thuram got serious as well.


    He lunged forward.


    Do you fucking think you can just knock the ball back and then wrap around from the baseline into the box again?


    Fine.


    I¡¯ll let you knock it back, but you¡¯re not getting in.


    As they neared the end line,


    Thuram exerted force in his feet again.


    At 85 kilograms, 187 centimeters, he charged at Huang Kaiwen like a black tank.


    Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball over from before him.


    Thuram then brutally slammed into Huang Kaiwen, crashing into the billboards with a loud bang before coming to a stop.


    The French defender was ecstatic,


    feeling a sinful pleasure from committing a stealthy misdeed.


    But when he turned around,


    his eyes widened in shock.


    Because the situation inside the box was completely different from what he had expected.


    The previous time, Huang Kaiwen had let the ball roll along the end line towards the goal to facilitate his return to the box for another pass.


    But this time, it was completely different.


    Huang Kaiwen¡¯s last touch was a back-heel pass, flicking the ball back to Inzaghi.


    Faced with the opportunity delivered to his feet,


    Inzaghi swung his leg for a volley.


    The ball zoomed past Buffon¡¯s right side into the net.


    Inzaghi, who hadn¡¯t scored in a while, was extremely excited.


    But then he turned and saw to the side that Huang Kaiwen was pinned against the billboard by a man weighing 190 pounds.


    He was livid.


    Inzaghi quickly rushed to the sideline and pushed away Thuram, who was pressing down on Huang Kaiwen.


    Meanwhile, Ancelotti was hopping mad on the sideline, belting out in tenor:


    ¡°Medic, Medic!!!¡±