After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 342 - 0176 World Cup Behind the Scenes Puppeteer (Subscription Request)_4

Chapter 342: 0176 World Cup Behind the Scenes Puppeteer (Subscription Request)_4

"I know, he signed with Real Madrid earlier than I did."

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

"I think he’s not as good as Carlo, he seems a bit too serious," Kaka said worriedly.

"Judging by appearances isn’t right, but what you’re saying isn’t wrong, he does seem like the stricter type of coach," Huang Kaiwen nodded.

He also felt a bit worried.

He wondered if Capello was as approachable as Ancelotti.

What if he didn’t grant him sick leave? Could it be that he, a renowned Ballon d’Or winner, had to play even against Celta?

In Milan, he played just over ten matches a season and earned a salary of six million euros.

At Real Madrid, earning fifteen million euros, playing too many matches would feel like a loss.

On July 5, Kaka left Madrid.

Milan’s preseason training was about to start as well.

On TV, Calderon was relentlessly pursuing Laporta, mocking the Barça president for signing Huang Kaiwen’s cousin who couldn’t play at all.

Huang Kaiwen saw Calderon stirring up such enmity.

He called his cousin, and surprisingly, the kid said not to worry, he had already made friends in Barcelona.

When bored, Huang Kaiwen opened up a forum.

He found that the forum members hadn’t changed at all.

"You guys think Huang Kaiwen’s talentless cousin can play football? He’s never had any formal training," one said.

"I think not, Huang Kaiwen himself is an anomaly, there aren’t many who can play football without training. The president of Real Madrid said Barça just wanted to sign Huang Kaiwen’s cousin to get to him, and they were played," another replied.

"Maybe not, Laporta said Li Changlong plays quite well. He just needs to adjust in Barça’s youth team, then he can play for the first team," another added.

"That would be awesome, then the Spanish El Clásico would turn into the Chinese El Clásico."

"Let’s wait until he plays for Barça’s first team before we talk," another suggested.

"I knew from before that Huang Kaiwen was bound to transfer to Real Madrid. A football star not playing for Real Madrid just seems less interesting."

"Huang Kaiwen really deserves the title of superstar."

"Every day seeing those legends fancy talking about Huang Kaiwen, I’m so damn annoyed, each one acts like they’re getting paid," another commented.

"Isn’t anyone talking about Huang Kaiwen’s presentation ceremony? That woman, Shakira, right? Her twisting waist, just like an electric motor," another remarked.

"Rubbing against Huang Kaiwen like that, I’m truly envious, she’s the Latin queen after all."

"Forget about it, didn’t you see the news online, Shakira’s boyfriend is the son of the president of Argentina."

"Shit, that sounds like something Huang Kaiwen would do."

"Now that you mention it, it’s true. Huang Kaiwen is really living the life, getting a high salary in Real Madrid without even playing, using a few signed jerseys to win over the fans. European fans are clueless, just easily fooled by Huang Kaiwen."

"Huang Kaiwen is pretty awesome, he predicted that France and Italy would make it to the finals, and now they really are in the finals."

"Good judgment and low quality are not mutually exclusive."

"No problem, buddy."

Huang Kaiwen typed, replying to each comment.

After about ten minutes, he found out that his account had been banned!

Damn!

These little trolls can’t take a joke, accusing him of taking money for whitewashing, and even messing with permissions. freёnovelkiss-com

What’s your problem?

Today, he, Huang Kaiwen, also experienced what it’s like to be restricted.

Huang Kaiwen closed his computer.

He stood up and made himself some tea.

Huang Kaiwen remembered something important and called Albert over, "When you have time, make contact with the editors of AS Newspaper and Marca."

"Understood, master," Albert nodded.

"Alright, then that’s it," Huang Kaiwen said.

"Very well, master," Albert replied.

In the evening, Huang Kaiwen received a call from Calderon, who asked him if there were any places he wanted to go for the preseason training.

Huang Kaiwen let Calderon decide on his own.

This was just ridiculous.

Preseason training was about to start, and Real Madrid still hadn’t decided on a location, wasn’t that like a joke?

July 9, Berlin Olympic Stadium.

Zidane ultimately used his bald head to hit Materazzi in the chest and received a red card.

Trezeguet missed his penalty during the shootout.

The great Italian left-back Grosso scored in the fifth round, sending off the Gauls.

The Italy coaching staff and substitute players rushed onto the field.

After the Calciopoli scandal broke out, the entire world, including the Italians themselves, were pessimistic about the Italy National Team’s prospects, yet they managed to climb step by step to the summit and clinch the world title.

Many Italian players shed tears of excitement.

The children of several Milan players appeared on screen again.

Gabriel was the girl with the highest screen time in football during this period.

Even in Madrid, Huang Kaiwen could guess what was happening on the Apennine Peninsula.

The streets must have been filled with excited fans.

Then fireworks started again.

Huang Kaiwen was also quite happy for his teammates.

Maldini draped the national flag over himself and couldn’t hold back his tears any longer.

When he had regained some composure, he stood in front of the cameras and shouted, "Kevin, thank you, buddy, I love you!"

Huang Kaiwen shook his head, smiling.

That guy Paul.

It was normal to get emotional at such times, there shouldn’t be any scandal, right?

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During the post-match interview,

Maldini told the reporters, "I’m so excited, I’m very thankful to Kevin. I was ready to decline the national team call-up because I felt I was too old and would slow down the team, but I ended up winning the Hercules Cup with the team. I’m so grateful to Kevin, and everyone is thankful for his support in getting us here."

Apart from the players’ families, Huang Kaiwen was the most mentioned name by the Italian players.

They believed that Huang Kaiwen’s speech on TV successfully inspired the Italy team’s spirit, bringing them to the final victory, making him one of the key figures behind Italy’s championship.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t expect this.

He became the World Cup’s biggest winner.

The Italy team attributed the championship credit to him.

All the world media were reporting on his successful prediction of the final teams in the UEFA Champions League match against Arsenal.

The China media even featured the moment from the Legend commercial where Kaka heads the ball against Materazzi on TV.

On July 15, when Huang Kaiwen reported to the team, he was nearly overwhelmed by reporters waiting at the entrance.

When he reached the locker room, the first teammate he saw was Cassano.

"Hey, Wonder Kid, you’re late,"

Cassano said, gloating.

"What about you?" Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Fabio and I go way back," Cassano explained with a smile.

"Well, I was blocked by reporters at the entrance, otherwise I wouldn’t have been late."

"Then you’re in trouble, Fabio is not easy to talk to."

Cassano purposely waited for Huang Kaiwen to change, and they went out together.

As they walked to the training ground, Cassano kept talking about the good times he had with Capello in Rome.

Huang Kaiwen could already see his teammates warming up on the training ground, and Capello on the sidelines had noticed the two of them.

With a stern expression, Capello saw Huang Kaiwen.

Immediately in not very standard Chinese, he smiled and said, "Good morning, Kevin."

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