After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 986 - 0327 Avengers Alliance (Seeking Subscription)_3

As he finished speaking, Zico came up from backstage.

Zico took out a card from the envelope and said: "Kevin, congratulations."

Huang Kaiwen wasn’t surprised by the result at all, the "Team Newspaper" journalist had already taken his picture before.

Zico displayed the card, and Huang Kaiwen stood up to be embraced by Kaka.

"Congratulations, Kevin!"

Kaka said excitedly, "I knew you’ll win the Ballon d’Or when you’re not sick!"

"Alright, alright."

Huang Kaiwen patted Kaka on the back and said, "Everyone’s still waiting."

After Kaka let go, Huang Kaiwen shook hands with Messi and others, walking all the way to the stage.

Zico handed the trophy to Huang Kaiwen, holding his arm and said, "When Pele heard I was going to present you with the award, he told me I wasn’t qualified, and honestly, I thought the same myself."

"You’re flattering me."

Huang Kaiwen laughed and said, "Besides your playing days, your coaching experience in Asia is also something I can learn from."

"If you want to become a coach, feel free to ask me if there’s anything you don’t understand."

Zico nodded and said.

"Thank you."

After saying this, Huang Kaiwen shook hands with Platini and walked to the front of the stage.

After placing the trophy on the podium and adjusting the microphone, Huang Kaiwen didn’t speak immediately.

He looked around the venue for a while before saying, "I once thought I’d say I’m tired of winning awards, like I’ve won many awards and such. But today, as I came on stage, my heart is still pounding wildly because of this trophy."

Huang Kaiwen picked up the trophy, raised it a bit, and continued, "It’s not very heavy, but it carries supreme significance. Countless outstanding players, countless excellent teams, countless coaches competing in strategies... they’re what make football so glorious. Among such a popular sport as football, to be the one receiving the trophy, is the best validation for me. Seeing your gazes, I know many can’t wait to kick me off and give their own speech..."

Laughter erupted from the venue.

The players joined in with applause.

Huang Kaiwen’s speech was brilliant and self-deprecating, a style that was more appreciated.

Once the venue quieted down, Huang Kaiwen continued, "I’m not saying don’t work hard, that would contradict the spirit of sports, nor will I say anything like awaiting challenges on the throne. Because for me, every season is a new beginning, I too will challenge every team honor and personal honor as a challenger. Thank you, that’s all I want to say."

Amid the applause, Huang Kaiwen stepped down from the stage.

After a brief chat with Kaka and the others, Huang Kaiwen left directly with Mourinho.

An award today, there’s a league match tomorrow.

The Premier League schedule is truly crazy.

The two flew back to London overnight.

It was already past three in the morning when Huang Kaiwen got home.

Thankfully, Mourinho gave him the day off in advance, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to get up in the morning.

When Huang Kaiwen arrived at the team the next day at noon, he found that Mourinho was actually not there.

"Where’s the coach?"

Huang Kaiwen asked as he set down his tray.

"Boss is sick, today Andre’s in charge."

Terry said.

Huang Kaiwen: ...

He’s starting to doubt whether Mourinho is the rightful successor to Carlos Kaiser.

Since he transferred to Chelsea, the number of matches Mourinho has directed is even fewer than Boas.

"Good afternoon, Kevin."

Joe Cole asked as he set down his tray, "Did you bring the trophy over?"

"Of course! The club specifically emphasized this matter to me, there’s some performance and a welcoming ceremony during today’s event." Huang Kaiwen said.

"Sounds really nice."

Ashley Cole asked, "The guest performer is Shakira, I saw in the newspaper that you two have an unusual relationship, is that right?"

"Don’t ask about those messy things, besides your wife is also a big star!"

Terry scolded.

The canteen was full of people and noise.

If it got exposed, it would be troublesome again.

Huang Kaiwen wasn’t like Ashley Cole; the British weren’t much interested in Cole’s scandals anymore.

Cole’s scandals were so many, they usually couldn’t even make the second page, if one day he turns over a new leaf, that might be big news.

"It’s alright."

Huang Kaiwen looked at Ashley Cole’s expectant look and said, "But I won’t tell you!"

"Tch!"

After chatting for a while.

It wasn’t even 12 o’clock after lunch, and the whole team set off together for Stamford Bridge.

Today’s match starts at three in the afternoon, and there’s a Ballon d’Or celebration, so they needed to go earlier.

Boas specially traded places with Ramos to sit next to Huang Kaiwen.

"You’re on the roster today, but you probably won’t have a chance to play. You guys got back too late yesterday, it’s easy to get injured without proper rest."

Boas said.

"I understand coach."

Huang Kaiwen nodded and said.

"As long as you understand, I knew you would."

Boas said with a smile.

"Coach..."

Huang Kaiwen hesitated.

"Hmm? You can ask anything if you have questions."

"What were you doing at Big Ben earlier?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

He was really curious about this.

Boas looked up and noticed the players weren’t paying attention, then covered his mouth and leaned to Huang Kaiwen’s ear and said, "According to my investigation, the clue to Merlin’s magic book might be inside Big Ben, so I went to check it out."

Huang Kaiwen: ...

He thought Sir Robson’s two apprentices would be a bit more normal.

Didn’t expect both Mourinho and Boas to be occult experts.

Perhaps this is the norm in the football world.

Noticing Huang Kaiwen’s expression, Boas hurriedly explained, "Magic really exists, I can even feel the flow of elements in the air, fire, wind, water, earth... as long as I find a way to communicate with these elements, I can create magic myself even without Merlin’s magic book."