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Chapter 1356: Chapter 397: There’s Only One Haonan in Madrid

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Huang Kaiwen and Ramos were sitting in front of the TV playing video games.

The fax machine at home kept ringing.

”Cassano, that jerk, bought a fax machine and keeps bothering you. Next time we go to Manchester for a match, I’m going to trash his house!” Ramos said unhappily.

”Forget it.”

Huang Kaiwen waved his hand dismissively and said with a laugh, ”Kids always get excited about new electronics at home. He’ll get over it soon enough.”

The fax machine at home was rarely turned off.

After all, the Yellow Ball King was the mastermind behind several enterprises.

He also controlled a world-class club like AC Milan.

The young lady’s secretary or sponsors would occasionally send some stuff over.

”Ha, he doesn’t even look at the crap he writes, yet he wants you to help edit it, Kevin.”

Ramos said disdainfully.

This player who didn’t even graduate high school actually wants to create something.

Even a university student like him never dared to think about it.

Ramos continued handling Lu Xun to mow down enemies in the game.

Huang Kaiwen and Ramos were playing ”Dynasty Warriors 5.”

The game was okay, mainly because online games weren’t fun.

The drop rates in the national server were ridiculously low.

The operators of those national servers manipulated probabilities, one percent, one in a thousand, they still thought it was high. They wouldn’t stop until your wallet was emptied.

Even though the Yellow Ball King had money, he didn’t want to be a sucker.

Other than occasionally logging into ”Fantasy” to buy some cheap no-level restrictions, Huang Kaiwen basically didn’t play online games anymore.

Huang Kaiwen used to hope that domestic game companies could rise.

Lately, he realized these idiots would rather make web games to scam money than actually put effort into creating games, he gave up hope on them doing something decent, just like hoping for a raise.

Playing their crappy games was less interesting than playing console games.

Games like this, where you unlock all generals and items, were enough to pass the time.

Although Huang Kaiwen said so.

Ramos couldn’t stand the continuous fax machine noise.

He went over directly to look at Cassano’s drafts.

”Antonio gave the golden duck to the most beautiful goddess, what crap is this?”

Ramos glanced over and immediately commented.

”It should be a Greek mythology adaptation, the story of the golden apple. Looks like Antonio put in some effort.” Huang Kaiwen said directly.

”So to fight over that thing of his, the goddesses started a war?”

Ramos asked wide-eyed.

”Yeah, the Trojan War, the story of the wooden horse and the fall of the city. But his story feels like it’s heading in the wrong direction.”

Huang Kaiwen said.

Cassano really was a talent.

This style was bound to be popular.

Compared to previously dealing with the church, adapting Greek mythology was much less risky.

Seeing so many scripts, Huang Kaiwen suspected after Cassano’s retirement, he could directly open a film company.

”I never thought he’d know about Greek mythology. Could it be plagiarism?”

Ramos asked.

Huang Kaiwen:...

Can’t we hope something good for Cassano?

After all, you guys are friends who have gone through ups and downs together.

Besides, who would Cassano plagiarize from?

This is obviously a script with Cassano’s style.

”Probably not.”

Huang Kaiwen said, ”Cassano’s style is very obvious. Maybe he was deeply impressed by fairy tales he heard as a kid. If you buy a copy of Grimm’s Fairy Tales to compare, you’ll find that his writing style is very similar to that book, especially the character descriptions.”

”I knew that guy was childish.”

Ramos curled his lips and said, but didn’t say anything worse.

Huang Kaiwen had told him that Cassano probably had some childhood trauma.

Even though Ramos’s family wasn’t wealthy, they were decent. Happiness in a family is more important than wealth.

The two played for a while longer before going to sleep.

Lying in bed, Huang Kaiwen felt his throat a bit uncomfortable.

The next morning, as they were eating breakfast.

Albert heard Huang Kaiwen’s hoarse voice and advised, ”Sir, you should get that checked.”

”Call a doctor over.”

Huang Kaiwen said.

He suspected that after sweating the previous day, he caught a chill.

The weather in London was just that crappy, cool down sharply with windy overcast.

Looking at the newspaper on the table, Huang Kaiwen asked, ”By the way, where’s Sergio?”

”Mr. Ramos took the newspaper back and went to Cambridge University.” Albert said.

Huang Kaiwen:...

Huang Kaiwen sort of understood why Ramos couldn’t find a girlfriend.

The Spanish National Team liked older women.

Ramos was likely in the same situation.

Those undergraduates clearly weren’t his type, he just hadn’t realized it himself.

A good buddy wouldn’t go and get a Cambridge teacher as a girlfriend, would he?

Thinking carefully.

It actually seems possible.

This really depends on individual fate.

Looking at the newspaper, Liverpool’s tragic defeat undoubtedly couldn’t be easily overlooked.

But Fleet Street didn’t forget about Wenger either.

”The Times”: ”Benitez may face dismissal, Kevin returns with a perfect report card.”

”Daily Mail”: ”Arsenal’s summer signings net profit, Wenger wants to turn Arsenal into the Porto of the Premier League.”

To be honest, the professor’s team wasn’t playing badly this season.

Several matches had more than four goals difference.

But losing to Manchester City and Manchester United, especially Manchester City which Fleet Street didn’t take seriously, that’s enough to mock Arsenal.

Following a winning streak next, they drew with West Ham.

Fleet Street again began to criticize Arsenal.

They’re just that shameless, praising you like crazy when you win.