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

”Wait a minute, I’ll change the spare tire.”

The bus driver said, and got out to do his job.

The stars of Real Madrid were still chatting on the bus, the sudden incident excited them like a group of chattering elementary school students on a school trip.

”Let’s go help.”

Huang Kaiwen turned his head and said.

”Let’s go.”

Raul nodded and said.

Ramos also got up to join them.

The three of them walked down and quickly attracted the attention of the whole team.

The players and coaching staff also got up, ready to go down and watch the excitement.

”Ouch!”

Bang—

Hearing the sound, Huang Kaiwen quickly ran down and saw the driver lying on the ground, not far from the tire.

”Were you hit by it?”

Huang Kaiwen ran over and bent down to ask.

”Not hit, but I think I twisted my back.”

The driver said with gritted teeth, his expression anything but relaxed.

”Damn!”

Capello cursed.

Changing a tire was already delaying them, where was he supposed to find another bus driver now?

”We’ll do it, otherwise we won’t have enough time.”

Huang Kaiwen waved his hand and said.

He had drawn [Master of Repair] before, but changing a tire was still new to him; he didn’t know if he might miss any critical issues.

Raul and Ramos quickly came forward.

Ramos rolled the tire forward, and Raul brought the toolbox, while Salgado came up with a jack and helped as well.

The Dutch players were eager to help too, but there was nothing left to pick up.

”How do we start, Kevin?”

Ramos asked.

”First, loosen the lug nuts a bit so that the jack won’t deform them. Remember to do it in a cross-sequence,”

Huang Kaiwen said.

Short videos aren’t completely useless; he had seen this odd knowledge there before.

Ramos took the tool kit from Raul, squatted down and started loosening the screws.

”By the time you’re done, the match will have already ended.”

Cassano said, standing next to Ramos and smirking.

”Get lost, or you do it!”

Ramos waved his hand impatiently.

He was anxious now too.

”Fine, I’ll do it!”

Cassano called Higuain over.

Higuain quickly came over and took the tools, deftly loosening the screws.

Cassano assisted by his side, and the two coordinated very skillfully.

Soon, everyone else became spectators, as Higuain and Cassano smoothly and quickly replaced the tire.

The stars of Real Madrid were impressed by their teammates’ unexpected skills.

”These two kids are quite reliable when it counts.”

Galbiati said with a laugh.

”Yes.”

Capello nodded and said.

He felt much relieved after the tire was changed, easing his tension substantially.

”By the way, what about the bus driver?”

Baldini asked.

Without a bus driver, they couldn’t get to the Bernabeu.

”I’ll do it!”

Cassano, still excited from the tire change, said.

”If you drive, I wouldn’t dare ride.”

Ramos retorted.

”Stop fooling around; do you even have a bus driver’s license?”

Huang Kaiwen grabbed the overeager Cassano and said.

In Italy, an A license is for motorcycles, and a B license is for cars.

”Roman Holiday” type motorcycles with a cylinder capacity not exceeding 50cm³, the weakest power, are the easiest to get— categorized as AM license, which you can apply for at 14. Then comes A1, the A2 for highways, and after holding A2 for two years or being older than 24 with A2, you can apply for an A license. An A license puts no restrictions on the motorcycle’s cylinder capacity or power.

Cars go in the order of B1, B, B96, B+E.

B1 is for those beach buggies; normal driving requires a B license.

Cassano probably has a B license too; driving to the Bernabeu to get caught by journalists, he’d be asking for trouble again.

”I’ll go.”

Salgado said, ”My license is valid, and to be honest, I’ve always wanted to drive a bus to take my family and friends on trips. Didn’t expect to use it today.”

”Then you do it!”

Raul nodded and said.

Salgado seemed much more reliable than Cassano.

Back on the bus, Huang Kaiwen was still sizing up Higuain and Cassano.

Even with his [Master of Repair], he wasn’t as professional as these two. They were truly impressive.

”I heard Figo also drove a bus once.”

Pepe said.

He joined the Portugal national team in 2006, just got to know a bit about the Portuguese national team’s events after 2000, and had seen relevant news.

”Really? That’s interesting.”

Huang Kaiwen laughed and asked, ”How did he drive?”

Salgado drove very smoothly, with no sense of bumps at all.

”Seems he hit quite a few obstacles.”

Pepe said, scratching the back of his head.

”I remember that too.”

Raul laughed and said, ”It was during the European Cup, even made the news.”

”Right.”

Pepe laughed and nodded.

Raul then started recounting a few embarrassing stories of superstars at Real Madrid.

When the bus arrived at the Bernabeu, it was about 40 minutes late.

Luckily, Real Madrid had left early enough for a warm-up.

After entering the locker room, everyone began to change their gear.

Capello looked worriedly at Dudek and then turned his gaze to Huang Kaiwen.

Dudek’s coordination with his teammates was quite ordinary; he had appeared in a total of one match since his transfer to Real Madrid.

In his last game, Huang Kaiwen made a blunder while guarding the goal; Capello, knowing Huang Kaiwen well, thought Huang Kaiwen would be eager to stand on the goal line and win back his pride.

Every time Huang Kaiwen was doubted, he would come back strongly and prove his critics wrong.

Capello felt that Huang Kaiwen shared his own never-give-up attitude.

Strict diet, extra training at home—that’s how hard one must work to achieve today’s success.

He hadn’t decided yet whether to let Huang Kaiwen play as a goalkeeper today.