After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 205 - 0133 The aircraft carrier turns, Emperor Kai plays the guitar (ask for subscription)_4

Chapter 205: 0133 The aircraft carrier turns, Emperor Kai plays the guitar (ask for subscription)_4

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely pass the ball to you if I get the chance!"

He received a definite answer.

Stam grinned amiably as he smiled.

He slapped Huang Kaiwen’s back with his broad palms before returning to his seat.

Huang Kaiwen grimaced in pain.

This guy didn’t know his own strength.

Seeing Kaka’s hesitant expression, Huang Kaiwen asked, "What’s the matter?"

"Kevin, sometimes an offensive player needs to be a bit selfish."

Kaka explained, worried Huang Kaiwen might misunderstand, "I’m not talking about today, but often you could shoot but you pass to us instead, which might affect your scoring statistics."

"It’s okay, sometimes you guys are in a better position,"

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

He thought to himself that this was just an asymmetry of information.

Sometimes the [Experience Card] just didn’t do well with shooting.

If he didn’t pass the ball, what was he supposed to do, blind kick it?

He was just using the most reasonable method to handle the ball.

He had not expected to earn a reputation for selflessness.

"My teammate is so strong yet overly selfless," "My teammate is just too steady."

Wait another thirty years or so, after he retires, won’t these Milan legends sing his praises to the skies?

Especially that Stam kid.

Loved to keep a diary.

When he publishes another book,

He’d inevitably mention the hat trick Huang supplied.

...

"Milan, Milan, my only support. Milan, Milan, forever for you..."

The song of the Rossoneri brought them back to the field.

"Vienna Rapid surprisingly didn’t make any substitutions."

"Joseph Hickersberger probably has his own plans; the Vienna Rapid coach Hickersberger is an Austrian legend, having played in the World Cup’s final round both as a coach and a player. (The final round refers to the knockout stage)"

"As soon as the game restarted, Huang Kaiwen and Stam were pressing hard, with absolutely no intention of slowing down the pace."

"Milan is clearly using the away team to boost their goal tally today."

Kienkl made a panicked back pass.

Hofmann stepped forward to receive the ball and dodged Huang Kaiwen with a pull.

Before he could make his next move, he saw a fierce-looking guy lashing out with a kick towards him.

Whack—

Stam cleanly poked the ball away.

Huang Kaiwen sped up to take possession of the ball.

The entire Vienna Rapid defense line was moving to the right.

Haven’t learned their lesson at all.

On the left flank, Serginho had no defenders around him.

Running, Huang Kaiwen twisted his body and delivered a long pass.

The quality of the pass was mediocre,

But it didn’t matter.

Serginho took the ball, turned, entered the box, and made a shot after two steps.

Helge Payer dived to deflect the ball out for a corner.

"Look at Milan, they’re really going for it, even the full-backs are rushing in to shoot..."

"Vienna Rapid can’t hold on anymore."

"When Huang Kaiwen got the ball, he had three passing options around him."

"Behind Huang Kaiwen is Kaka, to his left Serginho, to his right Cafu; both of Milan’s full-backs today seem to have hardly returned to their own half."

"Isn’t that perfect, from the 1950s to the 1960s, the Brazilian Team popularized the 4-forward formation, Stam, Huang Kaiwen, plus the two full-backs just make up 4 forwards. Today the fans are treated to a taste of a retro tactic."

"Hehe, Huang Kaiwen’s going to the corner flag area again."

Pirlo hadn’t come up yet.

Huang Kaiwen went straight to the corner flag area on the right.

After setting the ball,

The players from both sides were waiting for Huang Kaiwen to stall and make a play with Pirlo.

And were unguarded.

Huang Kaiwen looked at the referee.

The referee gave a nod.

Huang Kaiwen suddenly gathered strength in his calves on the spot and curled the ball toward the center of the penalty area.

Unprepared, Stam and Vlajovic stood with their backs to the goal.

Seeing the ball suddenly flying towards the center,

Stam showed agility that didn’t match his size.

He took a quick step to block off the position and muscled Martin Hiden aside.

At that moment, the ball started to drop.

Without time to turn around, Stam jumped high, arched his back, and nudged the underside of the ball with his head.

The ball, once again, mischievously rose in a curve with a spin, sneaking under the crossbar and into the net.

"Goal!!!"

"Stam!!!"

"Stam celebrates the first hat-trick of his professional career."

"Huang Kaiwen has provided 5 assists today. Since joining Milan, he has achieved 4 assist hat-tricks, truly making his Ballon d’Or well deserved. Not every great passer can provide a hat trick for a defender. If he provides another assist to Kaka later, today he will have played two assist hat-tricks—Huang Kaiwen seems unstoppable!"

Scorer Stam took off his jersey and waved it wildly.

Though such an action was sure to draw a yellow card,

Stam didn’t care.

Wild joy doesn’t come around often in life.

The discussion on the forums was intense.

"Huang Kaiwen really knows how to sneak an attack."

"Right? Sly and crafty, everyone was waiting for his tactical corner, and he took it quietly without any fuss. The guy downplayed his actions just to sneak it in."

"The Rapid team complained, but the referee ignored them."

"Did the referee take a bribe?"

"Don’t talk nonsense, the corner was taken with the referee’s approval."

"Damn, Stam can score a hat-trick, I feel like I could too."

"Huang Kaiwen’s passing is incredible; I think I could do it too. Damn, Stam makes 2.5 million Euros a year, give me 250,000 Euros, and I’d replace Stam as a striker, especially with Huang Kaiwen and Kaka passing the ball."

"Give me 25,000 Euros annual salary, and I’m good."

"Hey, don’t compete with me, I’ll take 11,000 a year. If that’s still too high, I’ll perform a handstand and eat something nasty on the field, just to play with my idol Sheva."

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