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

”Ah, Huang Kaiwen’s movement is so nimble, Sannetti is following him, but after all, man-marking is passive, and there was nothing he could do when Huang Kaiwen shook him off at such a short distance. Cordoba should have jumped.”

”The score on the field is 4:2, the aggregate score 6:7, Inter Milan is at a disadvantage now, Huang Kaiwen and Ramos’s appearance changed the situation on the field.”

”Ramos squatted down to let Huang Kaiwen jump on his back, this young player has a very good relationship with Huang Kaiwen, he carried Huang Kaiwen all the way to the Real Madrid fans’ stands.”

[Of course, Huang Kaiwen is the focus] of this group.

”As expected, another day of watching Huang Kaiwen show off, the level of European football is too damn weak.”

”I really can’t argue with that, for more than two years, almost three, I’ve been waiting to see Huang Kaiwen lose a match, is it easy for me?”

”Stop it, my Haohao wanted to see Huang Kaiwen lose a match before he died, but sadly his wish wasn’t fulfilled.”

”Really? Was Haohao your boyfriend? That’s too sad.”

”No, Haohao is my dog!”

”Fuck! You’re messing with me, even your dog is hoping for Huang Kaiwen to lose?”

”Seriously, I’m not lying to you, every time Huang Kaiwen scores a goal it falls asleep.”

”Seriously, today’s match is over, there’s no chance for Inter Milan to win.”

”I’ve already stopped caring about Inter Milan’s win or loss, what kind of benefits do you guys think Huang Kaiwen gave Ramos? Every time Huang Kaiwen gets tackled, Ramos is the first one to rush up for revenge, and when Huang Kaiwen scores, he sprints forward from the back to celebrate.”

”Probably got conned by Huang Kaiwen, I found out the truth when that guy wanted to blow up someone’s motherfucking ring.”

”Poor Kaka, my idol, so handsome but not very bright, during interviews he wouldn’t talk about whether he has confidence against Chelsea, kept praising how outstanding Huang Kaiwen is, he’s so duped by Huang Kaiwen he’s holding a milk tea cup, grinning foolishly, and even speaking well of Huang Kaiwen.”

”Shit, don’t mention it, it makes me angry just to think about it, now I don’t even dare say I’m a fan of Brazil. The Brazil National Team players are too disappointing! Don’t know how much endorsement money they’ve taken, all damn helping Huang Kaiwen sell milk tea.”

”I’ll tell you, now Huang Kaiwen’s milk tea sells especially well in Europe, South America, and Japan, big screens in Ginza are filled with Brazil National Team’s ads, they say the cups of milk tea he sells daily could circle the Earth, don’t know if that’s true or not.”

”Ah, another day of envying Huang Kaiwen, this bastard doesn’t even need to play football to make so much money.”

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In the final stages of the match.

Mancini replaced Sannetti with Solari and replaced Stanković with Mariano Gonzalez.

Baldini, imitating Capello, stood at the sideline with arms crossed, a disdainful smirk on his lips.

His only word to describe Mancini — fool!

Even if they beefed up the attack, Inter Milan had no chance.

Instead, Mancini’s approach in the first leg was right, instead of trying to beat Real Madrid, it would have been better to have the players injure Kevin while he was on the field, that’s the only way to stop Real Madrid.

Inter Milan, with two fresh players subbed in, organized another attack.

Maicon on the right wing carried the ball past the midfield line, gave the ball a knock forward and tried to use his pace to get past De Jong.

De Jong reacted swiftly, turning and sliding in with a tackle, although he didn’t hit the ball, it stopped Maicon from going forward to get it.

Mariano Gonzalez got to the ball before Diarra, passed it quickly to the left wing.

Grosso sent in the cross the moment he received the ball.

The ball headed straight for the right post inside the penalty area, and Pepe sprang out from in front of Crespo to jump up and head the ball away far off.

On the right wing, Huang Kaiwen stretched out his foot to block, causing the ball to hop forward; Huang Kaiwen turned and started running as Solari once again squeezed up beside him.

As the two tangled and charged past the center, Solari felt he couldn’t hold on any longer.

Huang Kaiwen was clearly faster, and it was hard for him to keep up; continuing at this pace would inevitably lead to Solari being left behind.

Just as he was about to lose his balance, Solari chose to slide tackle. Anticipating this, Huang Kaiwen lifted his left foot to step over Solari’s leg and with a flick of his right foot, turned to face Inter Milan’s penalty area once again.

The Nera Group, singing ”PAZZA INTER” to encourage the Inter Milan players, were tense to the extreme, not even daring to make a sound.

In the whole Meazza Stadium, only the cheers of the Meringue fans and Mancini’s curses could be heard.

”Tackle him, for fuck’s sake tackle him!”

Inter Milan had given up defending against the others and were charging from all sides toward the right wing.

Grosso and Materazzi hadn’t even had time to adjust their distance when they rushed toward Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen dribbled the ball between the two, and as Cordoba quickly rushed forward to stretch out a foot, Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball with the outside of his right foot and continued running to the right, getting back to the front of the large penalty area. Cambiasso slid in for another tackle, but Huang Kaiwen gently pushed the ball with his right foot to avoid Cambiasso’s legs.

Huang Kaiwen continued diagonally with the ball to the top corner of the right side of the large penalty area, then swiftly turned and swung his right foot behind the ball.

Boom—

The ball flew over the leg of Materazzi, who was in hot pursuit, and headed straight to the left side of the goal; Cesar, who was positioned to the right, realized what was happening and quickly moved, leaping into the air and stretching out his arm with all his might. His fingertips even touched the ball, but it still soared into the net, hitting the inside of the left side.

Boom—”There’s only one Kevin in the world, there’s only one Kevin, la la la~!!!”

The Meringue fans in the stands for the away team shook their towels wildly, and keeping in with the local customs, even set off fireworks, the security checks at Italian stadiums being as unreliable as ever.

Whistle,

Whistle,

Whistle—

The referee blew the final whistle of the match.

The excited Real Madrid substitutes quickly rushed onto the field, joining the starters in their dash toward Huang Kaiwen.

”Last-minute hat-trick!!!”

”Kevin!!!”

”Kevin Goal!!!”

”Even though the victory was already secured, he still managed to score a brilliant world-class goal, sending a message to Inter Milan that as long as he wished, he could make it happen. In just 30 minutes, Kevin shattered Inter Milan’s semi-final dreams. In the city of Milan, there’s only one team that can move on to the semi-finals, and that’s AC Milan!”

”My number ten is still that number ten; even if he wears another team’s jersey, he would not give Inter Milan a chance. Moratti was willing to spend a hundred million to buy Messi, so how much would he be willing to pay for Kevin?!”

”Today’s match has proven one thing, as long as Kevin is around, any coach can win a match. Capello’s rookie assistant Baldini took off his coat and rushed onto the field, looking very excited. The Inter Milan fans that remained in the stadium joined the Real Madrid fans in applauding Kevin, acknowledging their awareness. Next time they meet, perhaps Kevin will score a few less goals.”