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

Chapter 1933: Chapter 509: The Story of Time

Thinking about it, I could make a lot of money during the summer vacation.

I’ll have Albert talk to the journalists later.

Write more ”Yilin” style essays about the Yellow Ball King and publish them in the newspapers.

Let the whole world know how many young people the Yellow Ball King has inspired.

Actually, the ones Huang Kaiwen most wants to profit from are on Wall Street, those Jewish people. But last time, Raven E-Commerce already tricked Wall Street badly, so now they are wary of the Yellow Ball King.

Otherwise, Huang Kaiwen would have immediately launched Kevin’s Coffee, engaged in a price war with Starbucks in the country, and then let Wall Street take over.

The Milan players stepped off the podium.

Huang Kaiwen took the trophy from Platini.

This time, when he looked at Ambrosini and Gattuso again, the two veterans already had experience.

Ambrosini said, ”Don’t make us look bad, you scored so many goals and then we lift the cup?”

”Yeah, everyone is waiting for you!”

Gattuso added.

Huang Kaiwen stood at the front.

Ibrahimovic and Ramos, who had changed into their clothes, stood behind him.

As the entire stadium of fans started counting down.

Huang Kaiwen raised the trophy high.

Boom—

Gold petals burst out.

The whole of Wembley became a sea of joy.

”Kevin, come take a photo with us!”

Buffon waved with one hand holding the trophy, calling out to Huang Kaiwen.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen walk over, Buffon warned the journalists, ”Take good pictures, or I won’t cooperate with you next year!”

The journalists quickly made OK gestures at him.

Buffon wrapped his arm around Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder, took several photos, then held the trophy up to the camera and shouted, ”Did you see that, Del Piero? I now have a UEFA Champions League, and next year I’ll have two!!!”

”Gigi, hurry up and bring the trophy over!”

Gattuso urged.

He wanted to hold the trophy and take a photo with the kids.

But Gabriella wasn’t cooperating at all, she struggled as she waved to Huang Kaiwen and shouted, ”Quick, save me.”

Huang Kaiwen, amused and helpless, walked over and said, ”You’ve seen the results of training her as tough as a boy.”

”Tch!”

Gattuso said dismissively, ”You, a young master from a university professor’s family, wouldn’t understand the hardships of a fisherman’s child. I’m teaching her to be strong.”

”That doesn’t seem to have worked out.”

Ambrosini pointed at Gabriella, who was pouncing into Huang Kaiwen’s arms, and teased.

”Kids all like pretty boys.”

Gattuso mocked, ”She won’t like Kevin when she grows up.”

”You never know; what if she still likes him?”

Ibrahimovic asked suggestively from the back.

”Then Kevin can get ready to call me dad, haha!”

Gattuso slapped his thigh and laughed uproariously.

Huang Kaiwen rolled his eyes in exasperation.

”Kevin, Uncle Kevin!”

The young master darted onto the field energetically.

”Kid, you’re not a player’s family member.”

Ibrahimovic held down the young master’s head and said ”menacingly.”

The young master made a face at Ibrahimovic and said, ”Uncle Kevin is my uncle, so how am I not a player’s family?”

”You’re right!”

Kaka smiled and gave the young master a thumbs-up.

The number of children around Huang Kaiwen kept growing.

The youngest was Ambrosini’s two-year-old son, Frederic.

The oldest was naturally the young master of the Ma Family, Christian, who was always up to mischief.

Even Inzaghi’s nephew joined in.

Also, the three children of Guardiola’s family.

Huang Kaiwen could only pose for photos with a group of children.

Ramos stood next to Huang Kaiwen.

Torres joked, ”The eldest son is already playing in the UEFA Champions League, with such good genes, they might become another Maldini family.”

Ramos promptly raised his middle finger, but seeing the kids around, he quickly withdrew it.

”Kevin, they want you to do a urine test.”

Gagliani walked over, slightly awkwardly.

All of today’s goals were by Huang Kaiwen.

”Alright, I’ll head over then.”

Huang Kaiwen stood up and said.

Previously, when he intercepted Bolt, he had gained a trait enhancing his abilities after a urine test.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t been tested much this year.

”Kevin, go straight to the press conference afterward.”

Guardiola waved and shouted.

If Huang Kaiwen didn’t go, those reporters would be furious.

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”You’re here too?”

Cristiano Ronaldo asked in surprise.

”Yes, maybe they only have the best players do the tests.”

Huang Kaiwen replied.

A smile immediately appeared on Cristiano Ronaldo’s face.

But after seeing Huang Kaiwen prepare his cup, he looked surprised again.

Suddenly, he missed Rooney a bit, especially standing next to him at the urinals.

Cristiano Ronaldo, who had lost for a while, pretended to be carefree and said, ”I didn’t play well today; otherwise, I would’ve definitely scored.”

”Better luck next time!”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Cristiano Ronaldo’s competitive spirit isn’t a bad thing in the world of sports.

Back in the day at Sporting Lisbon, there were so many talents, first Quaresma, Fábio Ferreira, and later Fábio Paim, but only Cristiano Ronaldo reached the pinnacle of football.

This has a lot to do with his competitive nature.

Back in Lisbon, he was often asked to pull garbage trucks, and his teammates mocked him for ”driving a Ferrari.”

Cristiano Ronaldo immediately shouted, ”One day I’ll drive a real Ferrari.”

At that time, Ferreira was the one who didn’t mock him and helped him take out the garbage.

Both lived in the dorms, both had curly hair, and were inseparable like brothers, and Cristiano Ronaldo was once beaten up by a group of thugs mistaking him for Ferreira.

But their life paths ended up completely different.