After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 317 - 0168 Indiana Jones (Please Subscribe)_2

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"Your daughter seems to really like Kevin,"

Maldini said,

trying to provide himself a little comfort after losing his two sons.

"Who knows, that guy Kevin just knows how to charm the girls,"

Gattuso said with a shrug.

"Aren’t you afraid she’ll grow up and fall for Uncle Kevin?" Maldini teased, determined to compensate for Gattuso’s bad mood.

"He dares!"

Gattuso spat fiercely.

It was unclear whether Gattuso was referring to Huang Kaiwen or Gabriel.

But Gattuso thought for a moment in his head, and the image of Huang Kaiwen calling him dad seemed quite amusing.

Watching Gattuso snigger to himself, Maldini had a face full of dismay.

He just felt that the number of normal people on the team was dwindling.

"Brother, it was because I came off the field that you got inspired, right?"

Inzaghi leaned in and asked Huang Kaiwen.

"Right, right, right, you’re right,"

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

He didn’t want to banter with Inzaghi.

Pleased with the response, Inzaghi took the trophy and went off to play.

Witnessing this scene,

Maldini thought that Gattuso might actually be somewhat normal after all.

...

Mixed interview area.

"Kevin just said that it was because I came off that he got inspired. We’re like brothers, the kind who would wear each other’s underwear. The kid likes to save money, and sometimes I even find an opportunity to give him some money deliberately. Our relationship is that good... Kevin’s shooting? He learned that from me, he shoots without adjusting, I also don’t adjust much when I shoot, you guys must have noticed, right? Kevin has learned well, whether it’s positioning or timing his shots, he has learned a lot from me. He is a genius, learns fast, but he still needs to keep learning from me on how to stay onside."

"Kevin is a super genius," Nesta said as he ran his hand through his hair, speaking to the reporters, "Playing with him is always reassuring. I just need to focus on defense, and let Kevin take care of scoring, of course Kaka, Sheva, and Toni are great too, but you know, Kevin is different, he’s unique."

Huang Kaiwen still couldn’t escape a doping test.

Accompanying him was Karachi.

Fuck.

Earlier Platini had even winked at him, as if there was something going on between them, but he still had him take a doping test after the game. Politicians really can’t be trusted.

Huang Kaiwen decided.

Once he got back to Milan City he would send an anonymous tip to UEFA accusing them of racial discrimination.

Why did he have to take a doping test after the Champions League final for two consecutive years?

Doping tests are a nuisance.

After running more than 10,000 meters, the body is already dehydrated.

Even after rehydrating, it takes at least half an hour for the metabolism to excrete it.

It’s really annoying.

Huang Kaiwen and Karachi were in adjacent stalls.

It happened that both of them finished at about the same time.

After Karachi was done, he heard the stall next to him continue for more than a minute before it ended.

When coming out and seeing Huang Kaiwen, Karachi gave a thumbs up.

Strong people are truly strong in every aspect.

The post-match press conference.

The press room at Stade de France was packed, with people squeezed shoulder to shoulder, a sea of humanity.

The attention for this Champions League final was just too high.

Journalists from less well-known media couldn’t even find a place to sit.

When Rijkaard and Ancelotti appeared,

the journalists sounded off like 500 ducks all at once.

"Any thoughts about today’s final?"

"Why didn’t Ronaldinho attend the press conference?"

"There were rumors that Barça wanted to sign Kevin, has today’s game reinforced your decision?"

"Frank, there are allegations that the wizard you hired took money from Surinamese Chinese, what’s your take on this?"

"Carlo, how did you manage to persuade the Cardinal?"

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"AC Milan has become the first team to defend its title after the reorganization, where does the secret lie?"

"..."

After sitting down, Rijkaard said, "The UEFA Champions League final is over, and I don’t want to dwell on it. We lost the Champions League, but Barcelona has still won the league championship. We are the best team in La Liga. Looking forward is what matters most. That’s it, I’m ready to leave now."

Rijkaard didn’t want to attend the post-match press conference at all.

He was only there due to UEFA regulations to make an appearance.

After speaking, he left without any delay.

Ancelotti raised an eyebrow and sneered, feeling that Rijkaard, his old teammate, had made no progress, lacked sportsmanship, and lost not just the game but also his dignity.

"Carlo, let’s talk about the final."

Ancelotti said with a smile, "A great victory. Today’s match fulfilled all my fantasies about football. Barcelona is a strong opponent. Having our goalkeeper sent off was severe for us, but in the end, we still emerged victorious. That’s why I love football."

"Is it because of the victory or because of football’s unpredictability?"

"Both. What coach doesn’t like to win?"

Ancelotti said.

"What happened during half-time that after 15 minutes, Kara started performing like a top goalkeeper?" a journalist asked.

"During half-time, the players were not in the best mood. The two goals conceded had hit the team’s morale. Kevin stood up. Kevin reminded them to fight like men. In the end, Kevin even performed a magic trick. Whether on the field or off, Kevin is an important member of the team, one of its leaders. Although I’d like to say football is a team sport and things like that, the biggest credit for today’s win goes to Kevin."

Ancelotti nodded in agreement.

"Can we talk about that penalty?"

Ancelotti’s expression turned sour as he glared and said, "The penalty was completely unfounded. That young man tried to steal the championship trophy in such a manner. Luckily, he didn’t succeed, but he still managed to score a goal. Today’s match was full of theatrics. Our opponents are strong, but they fell down like paper dolls with the slightest physical challenge. The referee finally saw through their tricks in the second half, and that’s why we could win. Otherwise, the outcome of today’s game would have been uncertain."

"Are you saying that Barcelona players were all diving?"

Ancelotti nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, that’s what I’m saying. A strong team should win with their feet, not with theatrics. I don’t like to speak ill of others, but some of Barcelona’s gameplay habits are indeed poor. If what Cruyff says about Barcelona’s style is this, then I would question if the Dutch football he talks about is what I know."

"What are your thoughts on the transfer rumors surrounding Kevin?"

Ancelotti confidently said, "Kevin won’t leave AC Milan. He is a leader of the team and a part of Milan’s history. That’s all for today’s press conference."

Ancelotti was also eager to leave.

There were too many football legends present today.

Even his childhood idol was there.

Ancelotti’s idol was not an AC Milan player but Inter Milan legend Sandro Mazzola.

Mazzola and Milan legend Rivera were true lifelong rivals.

They clashed due to their overlapping positions and jersey numbers, which led to the Italian Football Federation deciding to have them each play half of a match.

Due to limited playing time, neither Mazzola nor Rivera could replicate their club performances at the national team.

But Italy was strong then. Despite the two stars not playing well at the national team, they still won the 1968 European Championship and were runners-up at the 1970 World Cup.

...

Milan booked a venue at the Hilton Hotel to celebrate and also invited the legends present today.

Even Barcelona legends were welcome to join the celebration if they wished.

Even though Huang Kaiwen tried to control himself, he still ended up drinking a lot.

As the star of the night in France, he couldn’t escape.

That made it tough for the young lady.

Keep in mind,

those goddesses don’t entertain drunk driving.

Next noon,

as Huang Kaiwen got out of bed, he saw a pile of system notifications.

[Ding, successfully defended the UEFA Champions League, abnormal status removed: Vulnerability changed]

[Ding, successfully defended the UEFA Champions League, skill acquired: High Priest]

[Ding, successfully defended the UEFA Champions League, skill acquired: Team Heartthrob]

[Ding, successfully snatched Barcelona player Puyol’s Champions League title]

[Ding, successfully snatched Barcelona player Ronaldinho’s Champions League title]

[Ding, successfully snatched Barcelona player Van Bommel’s only Champions League title, skill activation successful, trait replicated]

[Ding, successfully snatched Barcelona player Messi’s first Champions League title, skill activation successful, trait replicated]

[Ding, successfully snatched Barcelona player Xavi’s first Champions League title, skill activation successful, trait replicated]

[Ding, successfully snatched Barcelona player Iniesta’s first Champions League title, skill activation successful, trait replicated]

[...]

Seeing this series of notifications,

Huang Kaiwen felt that he had never fought such a lucrative battle in his life.

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