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

The Real Madrid team bus was blocked and surrounded by Milan fans.

In the bustling streets of Milan City, fans clad in old Milan number 10 jerseys swarmed, with Huang Kaiwen’s name printed on their backs.

A simple wave from Huang Kaiwen could cause a traffic jam.

The Real Madrid players knew Huang Kaiwen was popular, but they had not expected his status in Milan City to be so high.

They saw more than one female fan covering her mouth to cry, and another excitedly threw her clothes towards the bus.

Cassano opened his mouth in shock and said, ”Even the Milan players aren’t this loved, has Kevin really left them that desperate?”

”Rookie, if you could stand at the goal line and lead us to win the UEFA Champions League final, you’d be adored by Real Madrid fans too,” Ramos said disdainfully.

Cassano unusually had no comeback.

He had watched that match and had dreamt of being a hero for several days.

Unfortunately, even in his dreams, he lost the Champions League because he wasn’t tall enough.

Cassano felt that match should be considered one of the most classic in the history of the UEFA Champions League.

The Real Madrid players looked out the window at the bustling fans, the streets filled with handheld signs and posters of Huang Kaiwen.

They felt that even if the Italy National Team who had won the World Cup returned to Milan, they couldn’t receive better treatment than this.

Due to traffic reasons.

The Real Madrid bus was ten minutes late to the parking lot, even though they had left the hotel half an hour early; if they had stuck to schedule, their warm-up time would have been shortened.

”Kevin, are you attending the pre-match press conference today?”

Franco Baldini jogged over to Huang Kaiwen and asked, leaning slightly forward as he spoke.

”Yes, I’ll be going today, but I need to stop by the restroom first,” Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

It made sense for him to attend the press conference, both emotionally and logically, given the match was at San Siro.

”Alright, I’ll head over first,” Baldini said, nodding and walking into the stadium with the other players.

Huang Kaiwen confidently headed to the restroom; when he finished and left, he saw Ramos standing at the door with his hands clasped in front of him.

”Why didn’t you go change with everyone else, Sergio?” Huang Kaiwen asked.

”The press conference will be crowded; I was worried about the reporters squeezing up to you, they don’t really follow the rules,” Ramos replied.

”Alright, let’s go,” Huang Kaiwen said.

He walked with Ramos towards the press room.

Everyone was already there; as the biggest star, the ”Yellow Ball King” Huang Kaiwen arriving a bit late didn’t matter.

Click —

Huang Kaiwen pushed open the door.

Instantly, he captured the attention of everyone in the press room.

Huang Kaiwen, hands in his pockets and sporting a swagger, followed half a step behind by Ramos.

Both were dressed in black suits provided by their sponsors, with white shirts underneath.

Huang Kaiwen slightly turned his head; seeing Ramos’ fierce expression, the crowd of journalists automatically made way.

Maldini, sitting behind the desk, waved at Huang Kaiwen with a smile; Huang Kaiwen nodded and smiled back, walking towards the podium, becoming the focal point of the entire press room.

The sound of camera shutters filled the room.

The noise only subsided when Huang Kaiwen sat down at the table, with Ramos standing next to the press officer.

Ancelotti stopped speaking.

He knew his time was over.

Previously thinking that without the boon of divine power, Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t be very strong, Ancelotti felt strangely uneasy after seeing him in person.

He touched the miniaturized No. 6 machine in his pocket, and his racing heart gradually calmed down.

”Kevin, Kevin, will you go easy on AC Milan today?”

”Kevin, facing your former teammates again today, what are your thoughts?”

”Will you be starting today, Kevin?”

”It’s rumored that Real Madrid is preparing to renew your contract, is that true?”

”Who do you think is the biggest threat in the AC Milan team?”

The journalists were ten times more frenzied than usual.

With Saint Kevin returning to San Siro, there was too much to discuss.

Huang Kaiwen tapped the microphone twice; the sound system emitted a harsh buzzing noise.

After the reporters fell silent, he pulled the microphone closer and said, ”Both Milan City and San Siro hold special meanings for me; I’ve stayed in touch with my teammates from Milan, and we never imagined meeting under these circumstances. However, as players of top clubs, it’s inevitable that we meet on the pitch.”

”What about the other questions, Kevin?” the reporters shouted.

”As for the renewal, I’m not sure, I haven’t heard about it. Whether I start is up to the coach; you can ask him, he hasn’t announced the lineup yet,” Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

The journalists below all wore frustrated expressions.

Real Madrid announcing their lineup late was a tactic against the opposing coach, but the players definitely knew in advance, otherwise, they couldn’t prepare; Huang Kaiwen was just messing with them, and the worst part was that there was nothing they could do about it.

If they protested, and Huang Kaiwen walked out, they would be at a huge loss.

”Then who do you think is the biggest threat in the AC Milan team?” a journalist asked as a reminder.

This was the question that had the most substance.

”I’m very familiar with the entire AC Milan team, each of them poses a threat,” Huang Kaiwen said with a smile. ”Milan probably has the most UEFA Champions League experience in recent years, with attackers of various styles and defenders like Paul and other World and UEFA Champions. Today’s game will be a challenge. If I have to single out threats, I can tell you that Kaka, Ibrahimovic, and Inzaghi are all very dangerous. Toni may not score much, but his tactical impact is very clear. I don’t know how Carlo will line up Milan’s starting team, but that’s the biggest threat.”