After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 397 - 0193 here’s my big baby (subscribe, please)

His very first appearance was on the first team’s game.

Li Changlong felt he should be the first in the history of Barcelona’s youth team.

Without his good friend Bojan, he felt a bit uneasy.

The stars of the first team looked way scarier than those of the youth team.

Who the hell could’ve imagined?

In June, he was squatting in an internet cafe grinding levels, in July he joined Barcelona, in August he was drinking and partying with Mr. World Football, and by October he was already wearing a Barcelona jersey, playing in the national derby.

Li Changlong thought to himself, at this rate, the captain’s armband and the chairman’s seat weren’t far off.

After warming up.

With blood circulation speeding up, Li Changlong felt even more off.

Why so down?

Speaking of which.

After joining Barcelona, he had certainly gained some insights following Ronaldo around.

Li Changlong had figured out that the stuff Rijkaard gave him, was probably meant to treat heart disease.

He had no clue where Rijkaard learned all these bizarre tricks.

Li Changlong glanced down.

Not bad, nothing embarrassing.

As long as he could keep his 200,000 Euro annual salary, this was nothing.

After a high five with Gudjohnsen, he jogged onto the field.

Li Changlong stood in the center circle with his legs clamped together.

But after kick-off, he couldn’t hold it in any longer.

He couldn’t just stand there without moving, could he?

As he moved, the pole became more and more noticeable.

While Xavi was organizing the attack in the back, Li Changlong had already caused quite a commotion up front.

Diarra, who previously marked Gudjohnsen closely, kept a distance; the intimidation factor far exceeded that of Gudjohnsen.

Who the hell wouldn’t freak out seeing an opponent with a pole raised?

When Xavi saw Deco making a run, he immediately made a through pass, Deco lifted his foot to let the ball pass, and Ronaldinho successfully received it on the left.

Ronaldo accelerated forward with the ball, and unusually, Ramos didn’t rush up immediately.

Anyone would feel the pressure facing Ronaldinho.

No one knows how many wanted to punch Ronaldo’s smiling face; he’d grin and dribble past you just like that.

His fancy skills were also irritating.

Ronaldo stood with the ball at his feet, shaking it wildly with his right foot in front of Ramos.

Ramos dared not care less, lowering his center of gravity, waiting for Ronaldo to start his move.

After a couple of feints, Ronaldo suddenly flicked the ball with his right foot as if to go through the middle, Ramos moved left, and Ronaldo immediately knocked the ball towards his left foot, charging towards Real Madrid’s penalty area.

"Whoa, Ronaldinho, last year’s national derby, he taught Ramos a lesson, and this year Ramos still can’t handle him."

"Into the penalty area... he shoots to the far post! Casillas manages to save it; maybe aiming for the near post would’ve been better."

"The young Li Changlong is applauding Ronaldo, who goes over to talk to him; their relationship seems quite good, heh."

"Seeing two Chinese players on the field in the Spanish national derby feels like a dream."

"Barcelona’s corner kick, Xavi goes over to take it, today both sides have a mix of tall and short defenders; even Thuram inside the box could pose a threat to Real Madrid, and you can clearly see the height difference between him and Cannavaro."

"Xavi runs up for a short pass to Zambrotta, Zambrotta turns with the ball... and passes, far post, Li Changlong twists, goal!!!

"It’s a goal!!!"

"Li Changlong, the 18-year-old Chinese player, scores his debut goal for Barcelona in his 3rd minute on the pitch, but hey, why has he gone down?"

"Li Changlong seems to be in a great deal of pain."

"Looking at the replay, heh, we see that the scoring part of Li Changlong’s body was quite special; no wonder he went down, Zambrotta’s pass was quite powerful."

"The Barcelona medical team is on the pitch now, it’s uncertain if he can carry on."

The forums exploded.

"Damn, big cousin’s a beast, not just scoring but doing it like that."

"Hahaha, isn’t he a baseball player? Sure enough, anyone related to Huang Kaiwen is up to no good."

"I proclaim that the best goal of the 2006-2007 season has been scored, big cousin’s goal represents the pinnacle of men’s football. Huang Kaiwen may have unpredictable moves, but he’s still not as good as his cousin."

"The Huang family sure doesn’t mind getting hurt; damn, he’s not inferior to his big bro, only 3 minutes on the field before going off, can definitely see the relation to Huang Kaiwen."

"Seriously though, besides that goal, I didn’t see much of big cousin’s skills."

"This goal was so heh heh, look, Zhang and the others don’t care that today two Chinese men scored, they’re just concerned about whether big cousin is in pain."

"No shit, any guy would sympathize at a moment like this, right?"

"Now that you mention it, it’s true. Huang Kaiwen and his cousin made history, brothers scoring in the national derby at the same time."

"Although Huang Kaiwen and big cousin are questionable individuals, I’m quite happy today. Copy the following text and post it to 10 groups... not doing so is un-Chinese."

"Damn, others give you 100QB for sharing in ten groups, you don’t even offer QB, do you?"

...

Guti, covering his mouth to hide his laughter, said, "Your cousin’s way of scoring is rather unique."

"Yeah."

Huang Kaiwen spoke with deep emotion.

He never expected that kid, who couldn’t even play soccer, would manage to score.

Huang Kaiwen suspected it was because Real Madrid’s players didn’t dare to get close that he had the chance to play baseball.

"You should hang out with him sometime; I think he’s got potential," Guti said, thrusting his hips a couple of times.

"As long as you’re happy," Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said, unwilling to carry on with the topic.

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