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

He lost control of his footing and stepped on the ball.

Clashing with Bettoto, the Udinese defender.

”Medic, medic!!!”

Ancelotti spoke rapidly, and finally managed to shout out the word twice before the medic ran onto the field.

Seedorf got up to warm up automatically.

Giovanni Nanni quickly came over to check and confirmed that Huang Kaiwen couldn’t continue playing.

The medical team then carried Huang Kaiwen off the field.

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As soon as the match ended, Kaka rushed to the hospital.

”We won 5:1, Kevin.”

Looking at Huang Kaiwen’s suspended leg, Kaka anxiously asked, ”How long do you need to rest?”

”It’s nothing serious, I should be back on the field in about 2 weeks,” Huang Kaiwen reassured Kaka with a confident expression.

She came in carrying washed fruit.

Barbara stopped in her tracks when she saw Kaka.

She then went to sit by Huang Kaiwen’s bedside and while peeling the fruit, she said, ”You should observe for a couple of days, then you can go home to recuperate.”

”I know, I’ll have someone bring a computer over soon.”

”I’ve already sent the bodyguard to fetch it.”

The lady fed Huang Kaiwen a piece of pear and said.

”Oh, that’s good, Ricardo, you should go home early, I’m fine.”

”Alright.”

Kaka gestured with his right hand, thumb and pinky extended, mimicking a phone call.

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

Kaka left the hospital room.

The lady complained, ”You’re already injured, just rest more, don’t keep playing games.”

”Okay, I got it.”

Huang Kaiwen didn’t argue, gently embracing the lady as he spoke softly.

minutes later, the bodyguard brought the laptop.

Huang Kaiwen immediately logged into his account.

Kaka wasn’t online.

Huang Kaiwen logged off again.

Playing games by himself was truly boring.

With so many brothers, how could he possibly play alone?

If not for Dembele being too young, Huang Kaiwen would have wanted the lady to buy Dembele over.

Bored, Huang Kaiwen started reading the news.

The websites of British newspapers update very quickly.

”Kevin’s poor performance and collision with Bettoto led to his injury. Such performance does not deserve the Ballon d’Or. Whether it’s Frank Lampard or Steven Gerrard, their performances over the past year were much better and more stable, and they are the players who truly deserve the Ballon d’Or.” — ”The Times”

”In today’s match, Kevin performed like an amateur, whereas yesterday Gerrard scored 2 goals and assisted 1 in the match against Villa, orchestrating a big win. Gerrard’s consistent performance over a long period better suits the honor of the Ballon d’Or.” — ”Liverpool Echo”

”Kevin is good, but he’s unstable. Soccer isn’t a game that’s decided in one match. Compared to a season with barely a few minutes on the field, both Gerrard and Lampard are more deserving of the title of Mr. Ballon d’Or” — ”Daily Mail”

The English media almost completely slanted towards downplaying Huang Kaiwen and elevating the two nominated English players.

The lady closed the laptop.

She spoke softly to Huang Kaiwen, ”Don’t mind what they say, the British are always so arrogant, you’re the best player.”

”Hmm.”

Huang Kaiwen nodded, not wanting to worry Barbara.

The two spent a frugal night in the hospital room.

The next morning, Huang Kaiwen quietly opened the laptop.

The media was even more exaggerated than before.

They were fighting for their national league players.

”World Sports News”: ”Ronaldinho is the best player in the world, compared to Kevin who might not even play 20 matches in a season, Ronaldinho’s on-field performance is more convincing. In terms of spectatorship, Ronaldinho is no less than Kevin.”

”The Times”: ”Kevin really shouldn’t win the award, he’s like an expensive device, needing careful maintenance, and only functioning occasionally. Compared to such a device, fans need cold medicine more.”

”Marca”: ”Ronaldinho is not as good as Kevin.”

”Equipe”: ”After an undefeated season, Henry is already the best forward in the world, he deserves all the honors.”

Huang Kaiwen closed the computer.

He had no mood to continue reading.

Truthfully, he didn’t care that much about the Ballon d’Or.

Regarding this opportunity,

His attitude had always been fortunate if it comes, fated if it doesn’t.

After all, he knew the situation himself.

But this one-sided media belittlement really annoyed Huang Kaiwen.

When Barbara went back to the company to handle some business in the afternoon,

Huang Kaiwen took out the laptop and went online.

The Ballon d’Or ceremony was coming, even the Italian newspapers were showing other leanings.

Aside from ”Milan Sports Newspaper”, the other two widely circulated newspapers had already leaned towards Ibrahimović and Adrian.

This situation wasn’t surprising at all.

Moggi and Moratti were not playing around.

The opening posts on the forum were not what Huang Kaiwen expected.

”If Kevin doesn’t get the Ballon d’Or, it’s definitely a scandal.”

”With my years of watching soccer, if you go back three hundred years and forward three hundred years, no one within these six hundred years surpasses Huang Kaiwen.”

”Although Huang Kaiwen often feigns injuries, his soccer skills are indeed awesome.”

”Exactly, the Spanish newspapers even say Ronaldinho should win the award, let Ronaldinho save 4 penalties for me, and then I’ll admit Ronaldinho is better than Huang Kaiwen.”

”What are Gerrard and Lampard anyway? They are hyped more than their worth, unreliable at crucial times; with the England national team like that, do they even deserve the Ballon d’Or?”

”Bro, is there a chance that the Chinese Team is even worse?”