After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

”Bro, you really went all out.”

”Dumb ass, ten thousand Euros are over one hundred thousand yuan. I only got 2,000 yuan in total three months before my university graduation, including bonuses. If I could get 8,000 a month, I wouldn’t just take a bite—I’d happily eat a whole bowl.”

The game restarted.

Vienna quickly let loose completely.

After all, AC Milan had no intention of pulling any punches.

If they couldn’t defend, then they simply wouldn’t.

They decided to go toe-to-toe with AC Milan.

A few minutes later.

Vogel intercepted the ball in the backfield.

He immediately launched a counterattack with a long pass.

Huang Kaiwen received the ball and dashed forward swiftly.

Hofmann couldn’t catch up at all from behind.

Herlinka, bending his body, kept backing away.

Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball with the outside of his right foot. Herlinka, sensing something amiss, didn’t commit, fearing a flick of the ”bull’s tail.”

But this time, after flicking the ball, Huang Kaiwen immediately switched his support leg.

He didn’t hook the ball back but moved himself over instead.

The ”Master of Bull’s Tail” was so whimsically skillful.

With Lingard’s decent balance, he completely toyed with the towering Herlinka.

After being overtaken face-to-face.

It was already too late for Herlinka to catch up.

Huang Kaiwen and Kaka swapped positions in front of the opponents’ defense line, with Huang returning to his familiar left flank to charge into the penalty area.

Inside the small box, Huang Kaiwen had already adjusted his step frequency.

Twisting his body, he made a left-footed shot.

The ball sailed past Vienna’s goalkeeper Helge Payer’s arms and nestled into the right side of the net.

”6:0!!!”

”Huang Kaiwen today with one goal and five assists, he’s completely insane.”

”He broke his own record, having previously had a game with one goal and four assists.”

”You just never know what Huang Kaiwen’s limits are.”

”Although Vienna Rapid’s strength is a bit lacking, they are still the champions of Austria. Today at San Siro Stadium, they had no chance to resist, and goalkeeper Helge Payer could only helplessly fetch the ball out of the net time after time.”

”This time’s celebration! I wonder if they planned it.”

After the goal, Huang Kaiwen didn’t run far.

Just outside the opponent’s penalty area, he made a guitar-playing gesture.

When it comes to music.

Brazilians never need a teacher.

The two makeshift wingers cum fullbacks gathered around Huang Kaiwen.

Cafu placed his hands in front of him making a flute-playing gesture.

Serginho pretended to beat a nonexistent waist drum.

Stam and Kaka, realizing what was happening, also joined in.

The Dutch defender crouched slightly, his hands playing the air drums.”

Kaka closed his eyes, utterly enthralled, as he began to sing.

Luckily, he didn’t sing out loud.

Otherwise, several people might have gone down.”

The wild cheers nearly caused a resonance.”

The players’ performance injected adrenaline into every Rossoneri like a shot.”

”Substitution time?”

Ancelotti asked.

Tassotti nodded, ”Let’s make a substitution; these guys are going to start fouling soon. They play rough and show no mercy.”

The substitutes were called to warm up.

But just then, AC Milan launched another counterattack.

Huang Kaiwen hadn’t returned to the front.

Serginho took the ball and immediately lofted a pass.

After receiving the ball on the left flank, Huang Kaiwen made a back pass from the end line.

Kaka, at the top of the penalty area, didn’t stop the ball but swung his foot for a long shot, piercing Vienna Rapid’s net once more.

7:0!

AC Milan were completely unleashed.

Seeing Ancelotti preparing to make a substitution.

Huang Kaiwen voluntarily ran towards the sideline.

It’s been a long time since he performed traditional arts.

The opponent’s actions weren’t severe today.

So, might as well simulate an unchallenged injury.”

Suddenly,

while running, Huang Kaiwen’s left foot tripped over his right leg.

The ”unprepared” Huang Kaiwen fell hard onto the turf, face first.

Without making a sound,

he silently rolled on the ground, clutching his ankle,

tears already welling up in his eyes.

The joy at San Siro came to an abrupt halt.

The night sky over Milan echoed with a piercing cry:

”Medic, medic!!!”