After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 320 - 0169 Happy birthday, Kevin (Please subscribe)_3

"Impossible!"

Mourinho said firmly, "He’s not as good as Rijkaard. Some people can’t keep up with the developments in soccer by the age of 60, while others around his age can maintain competitiveness in the fierce competition of the Premier League."

"Who are the ’some people’ you’re talking about?" the host continued to ask.

"Whoever you think it is," Mourinho said, shifting his sitting position.

"So what do you think is the key to AC Milan’s success in defending their UEFA Champions League title?"

"Kevin!" Mourinho exclaimed, "I’ve watched the Champions League finals over the past two years. Kevin’s performance was impressive; he’s a clear-thinking player. But creating a cage to contain him isn’t easy because he attacks from the left but stays in the middle. It’s very difficult. When Kevin is one-on-one with you, you’re done for. I’ve already told the Chelsea players, if you face Kevin, don’t go one-on-one; you must build a cage around him."

"Then do you think Kevin is a good fit for Chelsea?"

"Of course. With Kevin, Chelsea could win everything. He’s the player for Chelsea. If he played for us, he would have a lot of tactical freedom," Mourinho affirmed.

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Wenger, who often sparred with Mourinho verbally, also praised Huang Kaiwen after returning to France and watching the final, during an interview with the French media.

Speaking to reporters he said, "I’ve met Kevin a few times off the pitch. He’s quiet like the boy next door, but anyone who thinks he’s ordinary is a fool. We did everything we could when facing AC Milan; the players did well, but we were still knocked out. Kevin changed everything. My players tried all they could think of, but some players, you simply can’t defend against. Against such players, your team needs many people to target him, which gives his teammates more opportunities."

Having seen a photo of Huang Kaiwen cleaning his boots after a match in the newspaper, Ferguson told his assistant Phelan, "Print it out and hang it in the Carrington dressing room, tell them even Ballon d’Or winners must remember who they are, humility is an everlasting virtue."

"Got it," Phelan nodded in response.

After meeting with Pele in Paris post-match, Ronaldinho, during an interview with the "Sao Paulo Page Newspaper," said, "I’ve lost to Kevin several times. I won’t be disheartened, but he really is great. I feel we would get along well, and I hope to have the opportunity to play with him."

Pele declared, "Kevin’s style of play is magnificent, he is a true genius. Congratulations to him for winning the UEFA Champions League again. Both he and I are the kind of players who can change a game, so I salute his unique talent. Defending the UEFA Champions League is a tremendous achievement."

In an interview with "Turin Sport Report," Ibrahimovic stated, "Zlatan has already said it, only a healthy Ronaldo can compete with Kevin."

Archbishop Achille Ratti bluntly teased the audience, "Soccer is more perilous than I thought. It was faith that helped AC Milan conquer evil. As for the specifics, I will find an opportunity to announce them."

In the afternoon, the entire Milan team landed at Malpensa Airport.

As soon as the Milan players stepped out of the VIP passage, the hall erupted into thunderous cheers.

The number of fans coming to the airport exceeded any previous occasion.

At first glance, there was no place to set foot.

Fortunately, AC Milan Club was prepared and had hired extra security personnel, otherwise, things could have gone awry.

"Champions, Milan!"

"Champions, Milan!"

"Champions, Milan!"

When Huang Kaiwen appeared behind Dida, the atmosphere in the hall reached its climax.

"Saint Kevin!!!"

"Ah, Kevin, Kevin!!!"

"Kevin, I love you!!!"

"Kevin, don’t go, Milan can’t lose you!"

"..."

Huang Kaiwen, suffering from a headache, asked the young lady, "Why are they telling me not to go? There haven’t been any transfer rumors about me, right?"

"Yes, there are," the young lady said with a smile. "Riyadh Victory hopes you can play for them, offering you a hundred million euros a year if you’re willing."

"That much money?" Huang Kaiwen asked in surprise.

"Of course, those people don’t care about money. They want to suppress their Middle Eastern neighbors."

"Forget it," Huang Kaiwen shook his head.

It took nearly two hours to extract themselves from the crowd of fans and get home.

Tired from two days of activity, Huang Kaiwen and the young lady went to sleep early.

The next day.

May 19, early in the morning.

Huang Kaiwen was awakened by the noise.

Looking out the bedroom window on the second floor, he saw a crowd of fans gathered at the front door.

They were holding banners, most of which were pleading for Huang Kaiwen to stay.

Huang Kaiwen quickly found a Milan jersey to wear, opened the French window, and stepped onto the balcony.

Boom—

"Kevin!!!"

Huang Kaiwen interacted with the fans by patting his left chest.

After about an hour, the fans dispersed.

Watching the scene the whole morning, the young lady said with a smile, "Looks like you’re destined to spend your days in Milan City."

"Isn’t that a good thing?" Huang Kaiwen replied, wrapping his arms around the young lady’s waist with a smile.

Feeling his touch behind her, the young lady’s eyes widened in shock as she tried to pull away.

But Huang Kaiwen’s arms weren’t so easy to escape from.

By the time the two woke up again, it was already dark.

After dinner, the young lady made several calls to ensure the celebration ceremony was flawless.

The next afternoon,

The whole team went to San Siro for a gathering.

It was a bus parade again.

With the experience from last time, they decided not to let the players handle any trophies; instead, they were kept at the stadium to be displayed during the celebration. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

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