After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 283 - 0159 Maradona dribbles the ball like me (please subscribe)

Chapter 283: 0159 Maradona dribbles the ball like me (please subscribe)

"Hard work, huh."

Ancelotti stood smiling at the sideline, saying to each player coming off the field.

Quite a few Milan players were pleasantly surprised.

Normally, only Huang Kaiwen received such a treatment, even Kaka was just in the background.

Typically, Ancelotti only handed Huang Kaiwen a towel and a water bottle.

Today, they also got to enjoy that.

Originally upset about the penalty, the Milan players walked into the tunnel with smiles on their faces. fгeewebnovёl.com

They had to give the coach some face, after all.

Maldini shook his head at his oblivious teammates.

Unaware they had been guinea pigs.

On TV, scientists care more about lab rats than their own families.

If possible, he’d rather not be the focus of the coach at such times.

But, it was okay.

He hadn’t been there during the previous coach’s alchemy days.

Otherwise, Maldini really would have resisted with all his might.

Who knows if that stuff could cause problems if eaten.

Now, sticking a patch onto his body was just a bit uncomfortable.

It made him constantly want to scratch his arm.

Maldini sighed.

The coach was fine in every way, just a bit ahead of his time in his thinking.

And he wondered how long these days would last.

He turned his head to see the headband on Huang Kaiwen’s head.

Maldini felt much better in his heart.

Back in the dressing room.

The players sat together in groups of three or two.

They relaxed by taking off their socks and shoes; those who sweated a lot even changed into a new set of socks and shoes.

Some simply attended to nature’s call.

Anyway, the smell wasn’t exactly pleasant.

But everyone was used to it.

Under such circumstances, they still ate and drank as usual, replenishing their strength and fluids.

Ancelotti held his notebook, continuously asking each player about their feelings and then quickly jotting them down.

When excited, he would occasionally raise his eyebrows, murmuring to himself.

With a larger sample size, his research was clearly very helpful.

Huang Kaiwen laughed and declined the masseur’s help.

He was talking about games with Kaka.

A couple of days ago, Huang Kaiwen got a top-notch golden bracelet with a 0-5 rarity from defeating a monster, and Kaka was still excited about it.

Moving to a new server, Kaka didn’t mention asking Shanda for any equipment anymore.

Using cheats in games severely impacts the sense of achievement.

At first, cheating felt good.

But after a while, even getting rare equipment didn’t feel exciting anymore.

It severely affected his gaming experience.

Like Huang Kaiwen playing soccer, it lacked some of the fun.

He envied those players who could feel such intense emotions on the green field, crying and fussing while playing.

Huang himself always won, so naturally, he had no idea how to write the word "revenge."

Because he didn’t need revenge.

At that moment,

Inzaghi walked to the center of the dressing room.

Nobody paid much attention.

"Attention, attention!" Inzaghi clapped his hands and said.

But it didn’t work well.

People were still chatting in small groups.

Seeing this, Inzaghi had to continue, "Today is the Milan Derby, the most important day. If we lose this match, the fans and we won’t be able to hold our heads up for a long time, even a draw is not right!"

Many teammates looked up, surprised at Inzaghi.

Huang Kaiwen and Kaka also stopped their chat to see what Inzaghi was going to say.

Did this guy take the wrong pills today?

"Just a draw, how can we be complacent? We are the double champions, they are just Inter Milan. Shouldn’t we show a bit more when playing a team like that?"

Inzaghi shouted passionately with his arm raised, "We gave them a chance in the first half, and that’s how they got that penalty, so in the second half, we must be cautious in defense and also intensify the offense, to show our fans our spirit and let the world see our strength, Forza Milan!!!"

"Forza Milan!!!"

Though surprised by Inzaghi’s performance.

Huang Kaiwen still gave face and joined in chanting with raised arms.

Ancelotti nodded, seeing he could rely on the team’s morale.

This round, the advantage was ours.

Emotionally charged, Inzaghi bounced around leading everyone in shouting, "We need to score more goals!"

"More goals!"

"We need to make those bastards cry as they leave!"

Inzaghi continued shouting.

"Cry as they leave!"

"We must win all the championships!!!"

"Champions, we are the champions!!!" his teammates roared together.

"We’re going to change forwards in the second half!" Inzaghi shouted fiercely, his arms raised.

Some teammates who hadn’t noticed shouted along, "Change forwards!"

Huang Kaiwen quickly suppressed his laughter.

Sheva and Toni were shouting along too.

Now, how to finish this off?

Inzaghi, not caring about that, rushed to Ancelotti and said, "See? This is the people’s voice. If you don’t want to be hung in Piazza Milano, you should heed everyone’s call and change the forward!"

Ancelotti turned to the two starting forwards and asked, "Do you agree?"

"No."

"I didn’t say that."

Inzaghi then looked towards the other teammates.

Everyone tactfully turned their heads away from Inzaghi.

Finally, Inzaghi looked at Huang Kaiwen and Kaka.

Huang Kaiwen shrugged, "Sorry, I didn’t join in chanting to change the forward."

"I didn’t chant it either,"

Kaka said meekly.

Clearly, he wasn’t very good at lying.

In the end, Inzaghi’s scheme didn’t prevail.

With the fans singing in the background, Milan returned to the pitch without a single change.

Inter Milan restarted the game still relying on Figo on the left wing to set up plays; Solari, who appeared in the middle, didn’t play very well.

Figo on the left wing faced Gattuso’s pressure as he dribbled; his step-overs in motion kept Gattuso from daring to tackle.

After two step-overs, the old Ballon d’Or recipient passed diagonally to the middle with his right foot.

Solari got to the ball before Pirlo, twisted his body, and passed back to the left.

The assisting Burdizzo received the ball behind Cafu, turned around, and made a cross.

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