After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 340 - 0176 World Cup Behind the Scenes Puppeteer (Subscription Request)_2

Chapter 340: 0176 World Cup Behind the Scenes Puppeteer (Subscription Request)_2

So it turns out it was someone else’s leftover fun.

Shakira gave Huang Kaiwen a flirtatious look and asked, "So, have you thought about how to peel off the tape?"

Huang Kaiwen: ...

F*ck, I wasn’t paying attention.

I was just thinking about not making a fool of myself like I did during the rehearsal.

I forgot to consider how to deal with it afterward.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen’s bewildered expression, Shakira whispered in his ear, "I think you might need a little help."

Huang Kaiwen could only nod.

These kinds of things still require guidance from someone with experience.

...

It was almost dark by the time I got home.

The first thing Huang Kaiwen did was to run a bath.

Even after peeling off the tape, he still felt a bit sticky.

After the big event at Bernabeu today, Huang Kaiwen felt his eyelids fighting as soon as he lay in the bathtub.

"Master, there’s a call for you."

The old butler, Albert, knocked on the door and said.

A few days ago, the young miss had arranged for him to take care of Huang Kaiwen’s daily needs.

"Come in."

Huang Kaiwen said.

He dried his hands, took the phone, and put it to his ear. Kaka’s voice came from the other end, sounding downhearted, "Kevin, my holiday has already started."

"Don’t be sad, you’re still young."

Huang Kaiwen consoled him.

Four years ago, Kaka was a nobody, tagging along with the big stars to win the World Cup.

Now he had finally become an important player in the Brazilian Team, but they were knocked out by Zidane and his crew of veterans.

But the future still looked tough for Kaka and the Brazilian Team, with dreams of the sixth star unlikely to come true. The Spanish team of 2010 was probably the toughest team in the world to face.

"Can only look forward to the next one now."

Kaka said.

"Feel like taking a vacation together?" Huang Kaiwen asked.

"I’m already in Madrid. Where’s your new place?"

Good grief.

Kaka’s learning to be bad, acting first and reporting later.

Huang Kaiwen asked, "Shall I ask Albert to pick you up?"

"No need, I haven’t got any problems communicating with the Spanish."

"Then I’ll text you the address, don’t get lost," Huang Kaiwen said.

"Don’t worry."

Kaka said, chuckling.

After sending the address to Kaka, Huang Kaiwen asked Albert to prepare some food.

Kaka probably hadn’t eaten yet.

He was hungry too.

Hardly half an hour later, Kaka called saying he was at the gate.

Huang Kaiwen went out and saw Kaka with his hands full of large and small bags, ribbed him, "Are you planning to move in and live with me?"

"I’ve bought you some souvenirs from Germany, as well as a housewarming gift."

Kaka said with a beaming smile.

Just a few things?

Did he empty the shelves of the shops or what?

Huang Kaiwen took a suitcase from Kaka’s hands and led the way inside, asking, "What about Beatrice? Wasn’t she in Germany cheering for you? Why didn’t she come with you?"

"She went back to Milan. Your new home is really huge, Kevin."

Kaka exclaimed excitedly.

"Since that’s the case, stay here for a few more days. We’re both not familiar with Madrid, might as well consider it a vacation," Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

"Great, I think so too," Kaka agreed, nodding.

After getting Kaka settled in the guest room, Huang Kaiwen and Kaka had dinner together.

"The Brazilian fans are really disappointed this time; we didn’t even make it to the semifinals," Kaka said, dejected.

Last time they were the champions, and this time they were stopped in the quarterfinals. The fans back in Brazil were not satisfied. As one of the star players currently counted on by the Brazilian Team, Kaka also faced some criticism.

"Football is not a one-man game. Zidane’s performance was one aspect, but that lost goal was really avoidable," Huang Kaiwen shook his head.

This Brazilian Team was touted as the most spectacular lineup in history.

But in reality, they had many weaknesses.

Ronaldo’s form had dipped due to injuries, and with an overlapping front line and several players who demanded plenty of the ball, neither Kaka nor Ronaldo had played up to their best standard.

Instead, veteran Zidane put on an excellent display, striking with absolute superstar quality.

As for that goal, when the French team was taking a free kick, Carlos was tying his shoelaces on the edge of the penalty area and didn’t defend against Henry at the far post. No one knew what Carlos was thinking.

"It is what it is. Let’s play some games later to unwind," said Kaka with a sigh.

He really needed to vent by slaying some foes in "Legend" right now.

"Sure," Huang Kaiwen nodded.

After dinner, the two immediately embarked on their "Legend" journey.

Starting from scratch in the hundredth zone was a very tedious leveling process.

They both trained in Centipede Cave, while also looking out for easy targets and good loot drops.

As Huang Kaiwen and Kaka encountered rivals stealing their monsters and got into an intense fight, Huang Kaiwen’s phone rang again. At such a time, Huang Kaiwen obviously couldn’t answer the phone.

But the caller persisted.

"You better take the call, Kevin," said Kaka.

Huang Kaiwen glanced at his HP, which was still okay, ran over to pick up the phone and, holding it with his head tilted, he asked in Italian, "Who’s this?"

"Bro!"

The voice from the phone cried out, "Bro, it’s me!"

"Ah, it’s you. Congratulations on earning a million ahead of time, Long Bro," Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.

"Bro, stop joking!"

"I’m not joking. Isn’t it good that you’ve found a job in Barcelona?" Huang Kaiwen retorted.

"What am I supposed to do now?"

"Isn’t it good already? You never had much of a future in studies anyway. Just stay put in Barcelona for a few years, and once the contract is over, not to mention spending your own money on gaming, buying a house for your parents won’t be an issue," Huang Kaiwen continued.

His cousin, Li Changlong, is the child of his younger aunt. He just graduated from high school this year and was a notorious frequenter of internet cafes. He was the sort of student who couldn’t even get into a junior college with his grades from the Yanjing city exams.

Landing an offer from Barcelona, joining a top 14 club in the football world, was as good as having a pie fall from the sky.

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