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

”Heh, I’d rather not see you.”

The cold-faced Ancelotti, dressed in a black suit with a purple shirt, said.

”Between old friends, is that really necessary?” Rijkaard said.

”You know exactly what’s going on!”

After parting ways, Ancelotti huffed back to his coach’s seat angrily.

Seeing Rijkaard’s side start to make a move, Ancelotti quickly called out.

Mauro Tassotti and Professor Alfonso, who were mingled with the coaching staff, began their work.

Tassotti began to look for materials with notes from Ancelotti.

Professor Alfonso helped Ancelotti assemble unit number 3.

Achille Ratti shook his head as he watched, making several signs over his chest, and then took out something entrusted to him by the Pope before he left.

Today he had a great responsibility, to spread the Lord’s gospel to the world.

On the other side.

In front of the Barcelona coaching bench.

Rijkaard muttering over two toads he took from a can.

The Carlin Wizard, meanwhile, poured bird blood over a straw effigy, at an angle out of camera view, on which a picture of Huang Kaiwen was clearly pasted.

The whole world was dumbfounded.

The UEFA Champions League final was becoming increasingly magical.

On the forum.

”Damn, I just glanced over, and that effigy had a photo of Huang Kaiwen.”

”Seems like it, someone screenshot it and sent it out, compare the side face it’s Huang Kaiwen, damn it, Rijkaard is too sinister!”

”It looks like Ancelotti’s assistant is up to something as well, but Milan has the Cardinal, so it should be fine, right?”

”Damn, Europe is really dancing with demons.”

”Huang Kaiwen is really in the limelight, with his large portrait in the stands, the opponent hiring people specifically to target him, and the pre-match interviews that almost always mention Huang Kaiwen, as if he’s the biggest name among the 22 starters, it would be embarrassing not to mention him when talking about the Champions League final.”

”Not to say it, but Huang Kaiwen really knows how to play. The more critical the game, the better he performs. No wonder Ancelotti treasures him like a god, wishing he could give Huang Kaiwen a bath and a cupping treatment, followed by a full health spa during halftime.”

”If you could score 1 goal, assist 2, and save 4 penalties in a Champions League final, Ancelotti would even agree to wipe your butt for you.”

”I just made a bet with my roommate that Barcelona will win today. If not, I’ve to cover their breakfast for a month next semester, damn it, Huang Kaiwen must lose today.”

”Damn, Huan, you’re going big, are you planning to eat steamed buns for breakfast next semester?”

”Huan is awesome, I support you in spirit!”

In the live broadcast room.

Zhang smiled and said, ”The customs of the European football scene have been a bit strange lately.”

”Director Zhang is right, but it didn’t start recently. From what I understand, witchcraft was once popular in European football. This is like a renaissance,” He Wei said with a playful tone.

It was unclear whether he was mocking the superstition in European football.

”Indeed, the camera is now on Barça’s prince Messi, who has performed very well this season, with Barcelona yet to suffer a defeat, so it makes sense that Ronaldinho wants to compete against Huang Kaiwen once again; they really have the confidence,” He Wei continued.

”In 2005, Ronaldinho received an overwhelming number of votes for the Ballon d’Or, but Huang Kaiwen’s performance in last year’s Champions League final was unparalleled, making Ronaldinho’s competition insignificant; it’s not surprising that he lost.”

”Wow, Pelé, Beckenbauer, and Cruyff are sitting together, there are so many football legends attending today, even greats like Van Basten and Baresi can only fleetingly appear on camera.”

”Let’s take a look at the starting line-ups of both teams.”

Barcelona’s 4-3-3 with a single defensive midfielder:

Goalkeeper: Valdes,

Defenders: Van Bronckhorst, Marquez, Puyol, Oleg Rehn,

Midfielders: Deco, Edmilson, Van Bommel,

Forwards: Ronaldinho, Eto’o, Giuly.

AC Milan’s 4-4-2 diamond midfield:

Goalkeeper: Dida,

Defenders: Maldini, Stam, Nesta, Cafu,

Midfielders: Huang Kaiwen, Pirlo, Kaka, Gattuso,

Forwards: Inzaghi, Toni.

”Shevchenko was injured before the match, and Inzaghi unexpectedly appeared in the starting line-up, which significantly affects AC Milan; however, Barcelona also has some injury concerns.”

”Right, the outstanding Messi is injured and could not start, but the young players Xavi and Iniesta, who both performed well, ensure Barcelona is still rich in midfield options.”

”AC Milan are fielding their strongest squad, but their forward line is stretched thin. If another injury occurs, they’ll only have Ambrosini left or might need to utilize Huang Kaiwen as a makeshift forward.”

”Huang Kaiwen as a makeshift forward is a decent option; he has had good performances playing in the forward position a few times before... Alright, the match is underway with Norwegian referee Tore Hauge blowing the starting whistle, and AC Milan, wearing their white away jerseys, are attacking from left to right...”

Huang Kaiwen rushed forward as soon as the game started.

[van Persie] is technically gifted and also capable of holding the ball.

But to unleash [van Persie]’s full potential, he still needed to be close to the penalty area.

So Huang Kaiwen started roaming around Barça’s backline right from the kickoff.

Inzaghi wanted to signal to Huang Kaiwen several times to watch for the offside trap.

But then he thought again.

Inzaghi took it upon himself to drift wide.

After all, he was still hoping for a pass from Huang Kaiwen.

Pirlo from the back sent a long ball, Inzaghi received it and immediately gave a diagonal assist to the approaching Maldini.

Maldini didn’t wait for the defenders to close in, sending a cross with his first touch.