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

Of the eight people who were sitting in the booth just now, only one believed.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t want to say who it was, let’s leave some dignity for the kid.

...

The next day, during team training.

Kaka, seeing Inzaghi’s troubled expression, asked, ”Why lie to people?”

”What lie?”

Inzaghi asked.

”The story you told yesterday,” Huang Kaiwen reminded him.

Inzaghi looked at Kaka with wide eyes and asked, ”You didn’t actually believe it, did you?”

”Me, I did not!”

Kaka said with a stiff neck, ”I just think lying is not nice.”

”Alright, be smarter next time,” Inzaghi said, draping his arm over Kaka’s shoulder. ”Who would believe such a story? Besides, you didn’t believe it, those girls didn’t believe it, Kevin didn’t believe it, no one believed it, so how can it be considered lying?”

Kaka: ...

”Let it go, Ricardo.”

Huang Kaiwen advised.

Kaka reluctantly shrugged his shoulders, shaking off Inzaghi’s hand.

Inzaghi looked at Huang Kaiwen with a speechless expression.

Huang Kaiwen could only shrug at Inzaghi, signaling his helplessness.

It’s your own fault for deceiving a child’s feelings.

Had he not been concerned that Kaka and Inzaghi would start a fuss, Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t even have bothered coming to team training.

But since he was already there, he might as well hang out in the gym for the day and find an excuse to take a leave tomorrow.

After lunch with the team.

Huang Kaiwen thought about sneaking away.

He knocked on the door and entered Ancelotti’s office.

There he saw Ancelotti donning goggles and busily working with a soldering iron.

”Kevin, you’re here,” Ancelotti said, putting down what he was holding and greeted him warmly.

”Yes, I’m feeling a bit under the weather and would like to take a leave,” Huang Kaiwen said.

”Then you should head home and come back when you feel better,” Ancelotti said, engrossed in his book. ”What I’m working on now, once it’s finished, will ensure your body won’t be troubled by injuries anymore.”

Huang Kaiwen: ...

So, are you selling medical equipment now?

”Alright then, I’ll be leaving first.”

Upon exiting the office, Huang Kaiwen hastened his steps.

Fearful that lingering even a second longer would result in Ancelotti asking him to test the machine.

Because of Ancelotti.

Huang Kaiwen hadn’t dared to go to the team for several days.

For Milan’s home game against Chievo on April 9, he watched from his home.

Huang Kaiwen did not forget to post a photo on Facebook of his arm in a bandage, writing: ”Hand injured, leg can move, training is still possible.”

Many Milan fans were very concerned.

They left messages for Huang Kaiwen to take good care of his injury.

When Sannetti was interviewed, he said, ”Kevin is a nice guy; we’ve done commercials together. There is no problem between him and Marco, and it’s regrettable that he’s injured now. The Derby will definitely lose some of its luster without Kevin.”

Huang Kaiwen’s expression was indescribably strange when he saw the report.

There must have been some sincerity in Sannetti’s words.

But that sincerity probably wasn’t very much.

Even so.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t want to disappoint Sannetti, so he decided to make a comeback on the day of the Milan Derby and give Sannetti a surprise.

April 14.

Milan Derby day.

On the way to the team in the young lady’s car, I reclined the co-driver’s seat and lay down for a while.

The whole trip back to the team was very low-key.

Ancelotti hadn’t expected Huang Kaiwen to return to the team; seeing Huang Kaiwen, his face lit up with surprise, ”That’s great, Kevin, with you back we can be much more relaxed. How do you feel, can you start today?”

”Should be no problem.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

His expression was somewhat apologetic when he looked at Seedorf.

This brother is going to have to play as a substitute again.

”That’s great, I’ll change the starting lineup before the match, give Mancini a little surprise!”

Ancelotti said with a sly smile.

Huang Kaiwen silently gave a thumbs up.

Fat Ancelotti had used this trick several times already, surely no fools would fall for it again?

...

Since it was a home game.

Milan’s team arrived at San Siro early.

When changing clothes.

Cafu, who had just recovered from injury, jumped onto the table and shouted, ”Today we’ll give Inter Milan and the Argentinians a taste of their own medicine!”

”Roar~”

The atmosphere in the locker room became heated.

It’s quite interesting to say.

Milan and Inter, one places high importance on Brazilian players, the other is based on Argentinians - the deep enmity between Brazil and Argentina is actually very well demonstrated by Milan’s rival teams in their choices of players.

The team often fields the four Brazilians: Kaka, Cafu, Dida, and Serginho.

Everyone cheered together very politely.

Huang Kaiwen secretly took out a scratch card and quickly scratched it off to avoid any potential mental explosion from his teammates after they saw it.

As the second prize pattern appeared.

Huang Kaiwen already had a clear idea in his mind.

Not bad at all.

After drawing so many templates.

Huang Kaiwen had almost figured out the connection between daily luck and ”template cards.”

When luck is at its best, the scratch card is a jackpot.

The prizes almost always consist of football legends and peak Ballon d’Or winners.

A second prize is already very strong; the templates drawn are at least first-rate players, and it’s possible they’re from a season when they performed well.

After Huang Kaiwen used the ”Immunity Card”.

He looked at his full 100 ”expectation points” and chose to draw.

[Ding, you have obtained a one-time experience card for Pablo Aimar in the 1999-2000 Argentinian Autumn League Round 11, River Plate vs Boca Juniors.]

Holy shit?

It’s actually Aimar, nicknamed ”the Clown.”

This guy is Messi’s idol.

The important thing is, he’s an Argentinian.

Inter Milan would be a better fit for an Argentinian to shine.

Huang Kaiwen felt that he might perform even better if he defected today.

Aimar was an incredibly strong player.

Right from the start, he was touted as Maradona’s successor.

So, his style of play has many similarities to that of another Maradona successor, Messi.

Overall.

This is a pretty good template.

Looks like today, Inter Milan’s barbecue crew will just have to experience what an Argentinian internal conflict feels like.