After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 642 - 0253 Shanshan’s Jersey (Please Subscribe)_3

After taking several photos, the group left with a thousand thanks.

Huang Kaiwen couldn’t help but laugh; he’d thought they were looking for trouble.

After hanging around on Hao Han Slope for a while, the Real Madrid players took the cable car down the Great Wall.

They had hotpot for lunch, then hurried off to make an appearance for the sponsors.

A few years ago, Zidane, Beckham, and Ronaldo were the main acts, Raul was only half as much, but this time, with Guti and Raul standing on either side of Huang Kaiwen, holding up jerseys with their Chinese names and numbers for photos, they received much better treatment than before.

While most of Real Madrid’s players went to other events, Huang Kaiwen took Lily with him to Northern University of Science and Technology.

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"Shanshan, come over!"

A girl waved and called out.

"Coming, coming."

Shanshan jogged over and sat down.

"The spot’s been in such demand, several people wanted to sit down while you were away for so long," the girl complained.

"Couldn’t help it, I was a bit nervous,"

Shanshan said, slightly embarrassed.

"Today’s seats were really hard to come by!"

the girl continued complaining.

Shanshan jiggled her friend’s arm and coaxed, "Thank you, I’ll treat you to a big meal later."

"You mean it!"

"I mean it!"

Shanshan raised three fingers as she spoke.

"Kevin!!!"

Amidst the screaming, Huang Kaiwen ascended the stage with security guards escorting him.

There were noticeably more girls in the auditorium today.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and waved, standing at the podium to adjust the microphone; he waited for the screaming to subside before bending down and saying, "It feels great to be back at my alma mater, as if I’ve never left. When I got the invitation, I was very nervous. When I was at school, I was just slightly more handsome, came from a decent family, and had a few more girls liking me, but that’s no reason for me to give a speech, right?"

The laughter from below caused Huang Kaiwen to pause momentarily.

After the laughter stopped, Huang Kaiwen continued, "When I was at the university, my studies were very average, obsessed with games, cramming before each exam. Luckily, I had a good memory and never failed, but standing here, I’m a bit embarrassed, especially seeing the teachers who taught me sitting below, feeling guilty for not heeding their teachings, not studying hard to become a useful person for the country. Now I really regret not paying attention in class back then, so you guys shouldn’t follow my example. Being able to stand here is not because I’m better than you all, it’s just because I became famous. The university wanted me to come back to speak, but truthfully, I don’t have much to say. It’s not logical, right, for someone who hovered around the passing mark to teach the top students? I became famous because I have a talent for sports, but what can an athlete tell students? If I talk, does that mean you can all go out and play football? So let’s just chat casually; you can ask anything you’re interested in. Someone like me will never be able to join the ranks of the People’s Teachers, so today I’ll just indulge, just raise your hands and I’ll pick someone."

As Huang Kaiwen’s voice trailed off, many arms were raised in the auditorium.

Still, some students were too shy to raise their hands.

These days, chasing celebrities isn’t that frantic in China; even when meeting famous people, most people tend to be reserved.

Huang Kaiwen randomly picked a boy who raised his hand, since there were fewer boys doing so.

"Huang... Brother Huang Xue, hello."

"You’re fine, don’t be nervous. You can ask anything, whatever you want to ask,"

Huang Kaiwen encouraged with a smile.

"Brother, I want to ask why you can easily change your playing style when you’re on the field?"

the boy asked.

"That’s a good question."

Huang Kaiwen leaned on the podium with both hands and smiled as he spoke, "I often watch videos of various people playing football and then continuously imitate and practice. Plus, I’m naturally talented in this area, so I’m able to freely switch my style of play. Changing one’s playing habits is indeed not easy."

"Brother, I want to ask, having been through so many injuries, what has motivated you to return to the field?"

a girl asked.

"It’s a complicated story, as you all know, I wasn’t excellent in university, and it wasn’t easy finding a job after graduation. When I chose to play football, I was just looking for a job,"

Huang Kaiwen said with a chuckle.

The whole auditorium laughed along.

Huang Kaiwen went on, "After each injury, I feared losing my job—this is a job that earns several tens of millions a year, and anyone would fight hard to keep such a job, right? Everyone likes money, and I do too. The thought of not being able to make so much money once I left the field made me very worried. After each injury, I kept thinking about wanting to keep this job. Perhaps because I valued money too much, I was able to overcome the injuries and return to the field every time."

The auditorium erupted in warm applause.

This self-deprecating style was very popular with the students.

Huang Kaiwen answered a few more questions.

The junior students were more interested in his personal life.

His daily consumption, clothing preferences, and social circles.

They were more curious about the lifestyle of someone who earns hundreds of millions or billions a year, as opposed to the training and locker room life of a football player.

After a few more questions, Huang Kaiwen pointed to a pretty girl.

"Husband, ah, no, Kevin,"

the girl stuttered, causing laughter to ripple through the crowd.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and spread his hands, signaling her not to be nervous.

After a few seconds, the girl then said, "Kevin, you said you would send me an autographed jersey twice before, and I thought it was a scammer, sorry."

"Ah, Shanshan, right?"

"Yes, yes, that’s me!"

"I didn’t expect to meet you today."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, "Thank you for your support all this time. But I didn’t bring a jersey today. Leave an address with me when you leave, and I’ll have the club staff send it to you."