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

Chapter 1711: Chapter 465: So Young, Really Too Young

Who would have thought that within a month, Milan would face Real Madrid and Juventus consecutively.

”Alright then, I’ll consider substitutions in the second half, so be prepared.”

Guardiola said tentatively.

”Okay, Coach.”

Huang Kaiwen wiped his sweat and nodded with a smile.

Guardiola breathed a sigh of relief and smiled along.

Generally, players who score don’t want to leave the field.

Unexpectedly, Huang Kaiwen was so accommodating.

Guardiola let Huang Kaiwen go back first, while he stayed at the sidelines to welcome the returning players.

”Nice play, Ivan, I think you can be a key player in the defensive midfield position.”

Guardiola patted Rakitic’s shoulder as he spoke.

Rakitic touched the back of his head, smiled, and walked down the corridor.

”Toni.”

Next, Guardiola put an arm around Kroos’ shoulder, leading him back together.

”Coach, did I do something wrong?”

Kroos asked worriedly.

”Of course not!”

Guardiola turned his head and said, ”You played well, but I need you to do more. You should understand that now even attacking midfielders have to defend. If you feel you’re falling behind Kevin and the others in attack, you can focus on pressing after failing to score.”

”Oh oh, I got it, Coach.”

Kroos nodded repeatedly.

As long as he’s not being criticized.

”I’ve always thought you have great potential, but you must focus your energy on the field.”

Guardiola continued.

”Coach, I don’t usually do much outside of celebrating with my teammates. I go straight home after,” Kroos said.

Even during his rest, he’s engaged in sports like tennis, badminton, and basketball.

Guardiola shook his head and said, ”I mean accepting interviews makes you the center of attention, which can be distracting. For a better future, try to communicate less with reporters.”

Kroos:...

So that’s what it meant.

He could only nod in frustration.

In the home team’s locker room.

Milan Players were still complaining about Courtois.

Several Belgian lads have trained with the first team, so they’re more familiar than the average youth team player.

”Damn, if I were a starter, I’d make him cry!”

Inzaghi stood in the center of the locker room, hands on his hips, and said.

”I’m afraid it’ll be us crying.”

Pirlo teased, ”It’s hard for you to score without Kevin on the field.”

”Bastard!”

Inzaghi swung his fist towards Pirlo, but Pirlo deftly dodged, avoiding Inzaghi.

Sitting beside Huang Kaiwen, Ramos asked, ”Kevin, recently I saw that guy who broke his neighbor’s wall to read books, I don’t think his character is good.”

Because Kaka always talks about Chinese history, Ramos also started reading some simple Chinese books.

”Kuang Heng?”

Huang Kaiwen asked.

”Yes, that’s him!”

Ramos nodded, finding such names hard to pronounce and complex to write.

”That’s an expression of the desire to learn and a reminder for everyone to cherish reading opportunities.”

Huang Kaiwen said.

Ramos wasn’t wrong; Kuang Heng’s character indeed wasn’t great; he got into quite a bit of trouble after becoming an official.

”I see.”

Kaka nodded and said.

Ramos gave Kaka a grumpy glance.

Damn, Christmas is more than a month away, and his biggest wish this year is for Kaka to go back to Brazil and retire early.

”Give it back!”

Gattuso shouted loudly.

Everyone looked over to see Inzaghi running around holding a wallet, shouting, ”I heard there’s a rule in China and Japan that if you find a wallet, you can get 20% of its contents as a reward. Will you give it or not?”

Gattuso couldn’t catch Inzaghi, following him in frustration and saying, ”I didn’t bring cash, it’s just some cards and documents.”

”Then you must have a credit card, I want 20% of the limit as a reward!”

Inzaghi hid behind Huang Kaiwen, sticking out his head and said.

The entire locker room fell silent.

No one expected Inzaghi’s logic to be so impressive.

Huang Kaiwen grabbed Inzaghi’s arm and said angrily, ”Give the wallet back to Gennaro, you bastard. If you found Naoto Kan’s wallet, Hokkaido might not be safe.”

Kaka covered his mouth, laughing secretly.

”Who’s that?”

Inzaghi scratched his head and asked.

”Japan’s Prime Minister.”

Huang Kaiwen said.

Inzaghi really was a logic genius; if the wallet had a family photo, wouldn’t he demand payment as if it were a kidnapping?

Thanks to Inzaghi’s antics, the locker room was filled with joy.

Guardiola, originally wanting to say a few words, forgot to speak. Seeing the players get up and walk out, he could only shake his head with a smile.

The atmosphere in Milan’s locker room was indeed much better.

Outside the locker room, Buffon happened to see Courtois.

Remembering what his teammates said, Buffon looked at him with a cold smile in his heart.

This young man really doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.

Having been in Italy for several years, he still doesn’t know Kevin’s character?

If you offended Huang Kaiwen, if not for selling Pirlo, Buffon wouldn’t have known what the consequences would be.

Courtois still dares to provoke Kaka.

It’s no different from provoking Huang Kaiwen.

Buffon thinks that in today’s match, Courtois might be taken off on a stretcher.

Back on the field to switch sides.

Milan opens with a series of backwards passes.

Ramos takes the ball and starts charging forward.

Today’s contest with Marchisio didn’t end too well for him; Ramos is fired up.

Seeing Marchisio approach, Ramos kicks the ball hard forward, accelerating to outpace the opponent.