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Chapter 1547: Chapter 433: Who Moved My Toad?

”Kevin!!!”

”Kevin Goal!”

”He scored five goals at Anfield.”

”I wonder if Kevin noticed the slogan ’This is Anfield’ when he entered the stadium. Shankly’s famous words once echoed with the powerful Liverpool across Europe, but for Kevin, Anfield is just like Camp Nou, Bernabeu, or the Theatre of Dreams; just another place to score goals and win, nothing more.”

”Mourinho chose to make substitutions. The upcoming matches are crucial for Chelsea, and since Manchester United fell behind from the start today, it’s good news for Chelsea. In this situation, he should use Kevin cautiously.”

Huang Kaiwen saw the substitution board and voluntarily walked to the sidelines and high-fived Belletti.

”Good luck, mate.”

Huang Kaiwen said.

Belletti jogged onto the field.

He played in midfield, sending Malouda to the wing, with Higuain up front.

Under Mourinho, many players have to play more than one position.

Mourinho put his arm around Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder and asked, ”How do you feel?”

”Not bad, Liverpool’s defense is too slow, their shortcomings are obvious. Malouda’s presence on the pitch strengthened our organization, and with this arrangement, we could easily break through their defense.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Mourinho also smiled; he enjoyed chatting with Huang Kaiwen.

Mourinho patted Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder and said, ”Go take a rest. If you want to leave at halftime, just head straight home.”

Huang Kaiwen walked to the bench.

The equipment manager handed a towel and bottle to Huang Kaiwen and said, ”Andre instructed this.”

”Where’s the coach?”

Huang Kaiwen looked again, and Boas was indeed not there.

”He said he went to the bathroom, but it’s been a long time,” the manager said with a wink.

Huang Kaiwen nodded, amused but not surprised.

No wonder rumors about Boas having health issues were circulating in the locker room.

As the first half was about to end, Modric took a long shot and scored again against Liverpool.

Feeling that nothing would go wrong, Huang Kaiwen decided he would leave straight after the halftime break.

Just as the referee blew the halftime whistle.

Huang Kaiwen was about to head back to the dressing room with his teammates when he suddenly heard a scream.

Benitez was holding Gerrard’s left foot and crying loudly, making it hard for both teams to watch.

Gerrard didn’t expect Benitez to behave this way either.

This gave him a new perspective on Benitez.

Maybe both of them just wanted what was best for Liverpool, and he shouldn’t be at odds with Benitez.

Just as the Liverpool captain was considering whether to reconcile with Benitez, the weeping Benitez removed Gerrard’s shoe and pulled out a dead toad from the sole, turning his head to look at him with hatred.

Gerrard: ...

Damn.

He thought Benitez was crying because they lost, but it turned out he was overthinking it.

Huang Kaiwen sat for 15 minutes in the locker room, waiting until everyone was about to leave for the second half before changing and heading home.

Since it was already halftime, there was no rush.

Mourinho said he could leave early, and Huang Kaiwen didn’t quite understand, thinking he was in London.

It was only after he left Anfield with his backpack that he remembered this was an away game.

It wouldn’t make sense to ask the team bus driver to send him back first.

After pondering, Huang Kaiwen decided not to take a cab.

If he ran into a talkative driver, he’d be tortured for over 300 kilometers.

He found a bus to the train station, bought a ticket, and decided to experience the UK train system.

Having been in the UK for two years, this was his first time.

A £14 ticket wasn’t too expensive.

There were very few people on the train, with only a few passengers scattered on the benches inside the carriage.

Wearing sunglasses, Huang Kaiwen found a random seat and sat down, enjoying the scenery along the way.

He had always liked the clatter of trains, but avoided them at home because of the crowds.

Soon Mourinho called.

Huang Kaiwen answered the call, asking, ”Coach?”

”Kevin, where are you?”

Mourinho asked a bit sheepishly.

”Don’t worry, coach, I’m on the train back to London,” Huang Kaiwen replied with a smile.

Both of them didn’t realize earlier, and Mourinho didn’t mean it.

”Alright, I forgot it was an away game. You better head back early, I’m going to the press conference,” Mourinho said with a laugh.

Earlier, he was so focused on the upcoming schedule that he nearly caused trouble for Huang Kaiwen.

Luckily, Huang Kaiwen wasn’t upset.

After hanging up, Mourinho went to the press conference.

Benitez didn’t attend at all, his assistant coach was there instead.

Mourinho couldn’t remember his name, but when he sat down, Mourinho nodded to greet him politely.

When winning, he never hesitated to display his grace.

Aquilani spoke with difficulty, ”Today we conceded 8 goals, but luckily we scored 2 towards the end. The gap was heart-wrenching, but this isn’t the real result. That’s all I have to say, now I will go comfort the disappointed lads with Rafa.”

Aquilani stood up, nodded to Mourinho, and left.

Mourinho said, ”I agree with him. By the end of the season, apart from teams contesting for the title or fighting relegation, it’s hard for others to stay focused. After a long season, they’re tired, and thinking about vacations is normal. So we beat a lackluster Liverpool, there’s nothing to boast about.”

”Mr. Mourinho, Manchester United lost, any comment?”

A reporter pressed.

Mourinho tried to make a sad face, but couldn’t help smiling as he said, ”I must apologize to the Sir. We won’t waste the opportunity he lost.”

”So Chelsea is certain to win the last match?”

Mourinho nodded, ”Of course, I guarantee it. Anyway, Manchester United has won a trophy, right?”

With that, Mourinho got up and left the scene.

When playing away, players all want to get back as soon as possible.

So unless necessary, he didn’t want to spend much time at the press conference.

Mourinho actually pays close attention to such details, not always being stern.

In the evening, the football show analyzed the Premier League title race.

The last round would kick off simultaneously.

Currently, Manchester United and Chelsea are one point apart, and as long as Chelsea wins the final match, Manchester United can do nothing to claim the title.

Chelsea’s last opponent is Wigan Athletic.

No one believes they can stop Chelsea from taking the title.

Huang Kaiwen watched TV for a bit, was about to head upstairs to sleep, but a channel was airing ”Indiana Jones.”

Showing one film after another.

Huang Kaiwen fell asleep on the sofa.

The next day was a rest day for Huang Kaiwen, he stayed home to catch up on sleep.

Unexpectedly, after sleeping too much during the day, he couldn’t sleep at night.

Disrupting the biological clock has its downsides.

On May 4th.

Huang Kaiwen woke up to realize it was late, grabbed the newspaper and rushed to the garage.

If it’s possible not to be late, he prefers not to be.

He drove as fast as he could and still arrived at Cobham a bit early.

After parking, he headed to the dining area.

The team provides breakfast, many players can’t cook.

Terry was surprised to see Huang Kaiwen with a tray and asked, ”Don’t you always eat at home?”

”What about you, did Toni catch you and kick you out of the house?”

Huang Kaiwen retorted.

Terry felt awkward.

Because Huang Kaiwen was right.

He quickly changed the subject, ”You said the other day you could pin someone’s hand to the table with a dinner knife; I tried at home, you can’t, even with a fork it’s tough.”

”Oh, really?”

Huang Kaiwen held the knife handle, wiggling it before suddenly letting it drop, then clenched it tightly again.

Before Terry realized, Huang Kaiwen had slammed it down hard.

When Terry snapped out of it, he swallowed nervously, seeing a knife embedded in the table in front of him, only the handle poking out.