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

It seems that today, I, Huang Kai, must also go all out.

Sevilla kicked off again.

This time they started to attempt an attack on the left flank, Adriano received the pass from Renato, nudged the ball behind Beckham, accelerated along the sideline, and forcefully broke through with speed.

Guti rushed to the right to defend, reaching out to expand his defensive coverage immediately.

Adriano used his left foot to knock the ball towards the middle and tried to pass the man along with the ball, but Salgado charged and turned to clear it with a big kick.

Bang—

The ball flew swiftly from the defensive right flank over the midline, heading straight for the offensive left flank.

Seeing that Raul had already reached the dropping point, Huang Kaiwen immediately sprinted into the box.

Alves and Raul looked up and observed for several seconds, constantly adjusting their positions. Raul judged more accurately, took control of the ball after bringing it down with his foot, and surged forward.

Alves, following him, didn’t hesitate. While poking at the ball from the side and rear, he pushed Raul down from behind with both hands.

”Goodness, Alves really went all in on that defense, sparing neither man nor ball.”

”Huang Kaiwen charged up very quickly, Carlos blocked Huang Kaiwen from talking and, heh, Huang Kaiwen had visited the Brazilian team’s residence during the World Cup period, but at that time Alves hadn’t been called up to the national team yet, so they didn’t have much of a relationship. Alves made his national team debut in an October friendly match against Kuwait.”

Huang Kaiwen bent down and extended a hand to help Raul up, asking, ”Are you okay?”

Alves is strong in attack but weak in defense, often out of position and full of niggling moves.

By comparison, Maicon’s defense is much more impressive.

”I’m fine, just a pity about that lost attacking opportunity.”

Raul said, shaking his head.

”There will be more chances. It’s good that you’re not injured.”

Huang Kaiwen said consolingly.

Emerson came up to take the throw-in.

Huang Kaiwen stood in front of the penalty area, facing Emerson, with Raul positioned ready to receive on the flank.

Alves stood near the sideline, Xavi Navarro positioned at the top corner of the penalty area.

The foul occurred too close to the penalty area, so they couldn’t mark closely; otherwise, they would leave the space behind them in the box open.

Emerson threw the ball in with both hands, the ball bounced near Huang Kaiwen and continued towards the direction of the penalty area line. Huang Kaiwen turned and chased after it, and as it bounced again and began to fall, he swung his right foot around to shoot.

Xavi Navarro couldn’t care less about possibly fouling and hurtled straight towards Huang Kaiwen.

Bang—

Huang Kaiwen whacked the side of the ball with his right foot, and it flew rapidly towards the far end of the goal, then he was knocked to the ground by Escude.

”Doctor, doctor!!!”

With Capello’s scream from the sidelines, the ball cleanly flew past Andres Palop’s hand and crashed into the inside of the right post.

The Real Madrid players didn’t celebrate but immediately rushed out of the penalty area.

Huang Kaiwen stood up, holding back his teammates, and the players of Real Madrid breathed a sigh of relief.

”Watch it, you bastard!” Raul said, pointing at Escude.

Huang Kaiwen pulled Raul away, laughing and saying, ”I thought you were always so even-tempered.”

”I’ve mellowed with age, my temper wasn’t so good before either.”

Raul said seriously.

”Yeah, yeah, I admit you’re hot-tempered.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.

Raul has played until now without receiving a single red card.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t want his actions to affect Raul’s record.

”Fortunately, Huang Kaiwen wasn’t injured. Real Madrid’s team doctor was already prepared to enter the field, but Huang Kaiwen got up by himself, and Capello also relaxed.”

”Huang Kaiwen scores a brace!”

”As the first half was about to end, Huang Kaiwen connected with Emerson’s thrown ball and successfully scored.”

”That goal, truly splendid. Didn’t quite see it clearly just now, but now with the replay, wow, after the second bounce, Huang Kaiwen took a swing at it in mid-air. That goal was as limited in angle as Ronaldo’s earlier, it was impossible for the keeper to reach it. Palop has twice judged the direction correctly, but still couldn’t touch the ball flying by his side. There’s nothing that can be said about that, Real Madrid’s stars just have that ability to find the corners of death.”

”Today, Huang Kaiwen’s two goals fully showcased his ability to seize opportunities. Sevilla’s defense gave him too much space.”

”Right, the same issue as before, facing players of the caliber of Ronaldo and Huang Kaiwen, you can’t give them so much space. Huang Kaiwen’s shooting range is large; give him even the slightest angle, and he’ll find an opportunity to shoot.”

The director’s camera turned to Capello.

There was no trace of emotion on Capello’s face.

Wasn’t this kind of performance just routine for Kevin? He had been worried just now, afraid that Kevin might get injured, but as long as Kevin wasn’t hurt, there was nothing for him to do.

Who would have thought.

he would find the true essence of coaching upon his return to Real Madrid?

Sometimes the simpler the football tactics, the more formidable they are.

Capello turned his head towards the Sevilla coaches’ bench.

So what if they had won the Union Cup twice in a row?

For a coach, just participating in that competition is embarrassing enough.

What self-respecting coach would willingly take their team to play in the Union Cup?

Even if they win the championship, it’s still a failure in itself.

Upon spotting Huang Kaiwen walking back with his teammates and looking towards the sideline, Capello immediately raised his hands to applaud and smiled.

”Continuous setbacks have changed the mentality of the Sevilla players.”

”Right, they must stabilize. Sevilla’s offensive capability is strong, having won the Union Cup two years in a row has given them ample experience. What they need to do now is control their emotions and hold on for the last few minutes. They’ll have the chance to adjust during the halftime break and return to the field looking for the opportunity to equalize.”

”The Real Madrid players are having a good time – look, Ronaldo’s even going up to press. Guti and Beckham have chased down to the penalty area; Sevilla must be careful... Guti charges forward, David Escudero makes a mistake with his pass, sending it straight to Beckham’s feet. Renato has brought Beckham down, and Real Madrid gets a free kick on the right side of the penalty area.”

”Beckham immediately consults with Huang Kaiwen to decide who will take the free kick; both of them are very skilled at it. Huang Kaiwen doesn’t seem inclined to take it, so he moves towards the penalty area.”

Huang Kaiwen isn’t taking the free kick, so now Guti and Beckham are discussing it.

From the right side, a left-footer might be preferable, but it’s not absolute.

If the free kick skill is high enough, you can completely ignore which foot is dominant.

Ronaldo stands just in front of the six-yard box, with Xavi Navarro and Alves closely marking him on either side.

Huang Kaiwen looks at David Escudero and Julien Escude – neither of them showing any intention of coming up to mark him.

Although the Yellow Ball King is positioned a bit to the rear, what’s the deal with you, a Spanish defender and a French defender, not coming up to mark him closely? Is this contempt for the Yellow Ball King?

Huang Kaiwen shook his head a few times and did a quick warm-up, ready to rush into the box for a header.

Whistle—

After the referee’s whistle, Beckham takes the free kick from where the foul occurred.

This time, unusually, there’s no curve; the ball heads straight for the middle of the box from the spot of the foul.

Julien Escude bends his legs, preparing to jump, but Huang Kaiwen has already leaped high from a standstill. Escude is again a step too slow, only being able to look up as Huang Kaiwen towers half a body length above him, heading the ball in mid-air.

Bang—

Andres Palop is positioned by the left post, but as he reaches out, the ball has already zipped through the intersection of the post and the crossbar into the goal.

”Saint Kevin!!!”

”Saint Kevin!!!”

”Saint Kevin!!!”

The entire Bernabéu Stadium stands up.

Real Madrid’s number ten has completely killed the game in 45 minutes.

The sporadic applause soon merged into one, with the cheers of the Meringues echoing in the recently darkened night sky.

”Kevin!!!”

”Kevin!!!”

”Kevin Goal Goal Goal!!!”

”Forgive me, but I feel there are no words left to describe Kevin; he is simply the greatest player in the history of football.”

”Kevin has taken shooting to the extreme; a long-distance lob that goes in without a bounce, representing his control over the power of the shot, once hitting the inside of the right post, once a header to the absolute dead angle. It shows Kevin’s control over the angle of his shots. On the pitch, Kevin does whatever he pleases; he can score in any way he desires.”

”A halftime score of 4:1 is a blow to Sevilla, but Juan de Ramos could very well tell his players during the break: today we are facing an invincible adversary, just relax and don’t take it to heart.”

”That might be the best choice the Sevilla coach can make during the halftime break.”

”One can’t help but remark, Capello really is one lucky fellow.”