After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football! Chapter 470 - 470 Infernal Affairs The Ultimate Undercover S

470: Infernal Affairs: The Ultimate Undercover (Subscribe Please)_3 470: Infernal Affairs: The Ultimate Undercover (Subscribe Please)_3 Huang Kaiwen laughed and gave Salgado a punch.

These people always teased the Yellow Ball King about the special treatnt Capello gave him.

Raúl Bravo asked, “Your performance today was really poor, are you still injured?”

Huang Kaiwen:…

Seeing several teammates nodding in agreent, Huang Kaiwen retorted, “I scored two goals, how can my form be bad?”

The expectations his teammates had for him were just too high.

Bravo said, “It’s not that kind of poor performance, it’s just that you didn’t seem invincible, normally with a click-clack you’d get past several players and then dash into the penalty area to shoot, but today you weren’t that good.”

“Right!”

Diego Lopez nodded in agreent.

As a solid substitute.

His attitude was great; he always regarded himself as a VIP ticket holder, enjoying Huang Kaiwen’s play from up close.

So he had a lot to say about Huang Kaiwen’s performance.

Today, Huang Kaiwen’s performance was indeed poorer than before.

“Maybe, it’ll get better in a few days.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

In the last few minutes of the match, Bayern’s offense intensified quite a bit.

Pepe and Cannavaro, as center-backs, perford exceptionally well during the final monts of the ga.

Scholl ca on for Schweinsteiger and created an opportunity, passing the ball to Mackay’s feet, who then drove into the penalty area with the ball.

Cannavaro, who had fallen back to the small box, slid in with a tackle to send the ball across the end line.

The main referee Frank DeBleckere blew the whistle to end the match.

…

At the post-match press conference.

Huang Kaiwen did not attend; Capello beca the absolute protagonist.

“Today Kevin made noticeably fewer solo runs; is he still not fully recovered from his injury?”

“Real Madrid’s offense seed blocked today; is it related to Kevin’s poor form?”

“Fabio, talk about your tactics.

Has Real Madrid’s reliance on Kevin beco a stumbling block for the team’s progress?”

“Will you still trust Kevin in the next ga?”

Capello banged the table and said, “Kevin has never been the problem.

He scored two goals, the first with a header in the penalty area that he initiated, and the goal was also orchestrated by him.

Your criticisms of Kevin are baseless; it’s not about trusting or not trusting Kevin, it’s that Kevin deserves our trust.”

Raul took the microphone and added, “The whole Real Madrid team believes that Kevin is our most important partner.

He’s not just a Ballon d’Or winner or an outstanding player, he’s also a good friend in life.

Normal people would not speak ill of Kevin.”

The journalists looked at each other.

Didn’t that an they were abnormal?

But they relied on this for their livelihoods; pride wouldn’t feed them.

A journalist asked, “Today’s match ended 3:2 in Real Madrid’s favor, but Bayern scored two away goals; how confident are you about advancing?”

“We will try, but football must be played!”

Capello said with a stern face.

Hisfield nodded and said, “Back at ho, Bayern will also strive to advance; we’ll give it our all to move forward in the UEFA Champions League, but football needs to be played, so stop asking such questions.”

What coaches hate most is when journalists ask if they can advance in a competition.

If their words had any power, why bother with training?

Say they can advance, and it’s imdiately sensationalized; at best, they say you’re confident, at worst, they start accusing you of arrogance.

Saying they can’t advance is even worse; imagine a prestigious team’s coach lacking confidence even before playing—that’s big news.

After answering a few more questions, the coaches and players of both teams finally left the press conference.

Huang Kaiwen went ho and went to bed early.

Maybe because he was too tired, Huang Kaiwen had a dream.

He dread that upon opening the forum, his eyes were again filled with that jerk.

…

In the morning, coming out of the Xiao Shadow Bar.

Li Huan, with dark circles under his eyes, headed straight to the internet café.

Based on his understanding of Shanshan, she probably slept for a while after watching the match and then went to class.

At the internet café, Li Huan logged in using Shanshan’s forum account and password; seeing the login succeed, he revealed a knowing smile.

You call Huang Kaiwen hubby, right?

Then keep calling him that, let’s see if Huang Kaiwen recognizes you as his wife.

Li Huan used Shanshan’s account to make a post:

“Announcent to all mbers of the Huang Kaiwen Bar from the master:

Dear mbers, considering Huang Kaiwen’s recent subpar performance and failure to exhibit his usually superhuman capabilities, disappointing the majority of the mbers, with a heavy heart, I must make a regrettable decision.

The Huang Kaiwen Bar will, effective February 21, 2007, officially surrender unconditionally to the Black Kevin Bar, the Huang Kaiwen versus Bar.

One of the master admins, Shanshan the Great Demon King, resigns her position.

Huang Kaiwen Bar Administrator Committee.

Huang Kaiwen versus Bar, Black Kevin Bar occupying army headquarters

February 21, 2007.”

After hitting the last character.

Li Huan, using Shanshan’s forum account, chose to resign.

Next, the Huang Kaiwen Bar would have only him as the master admin.

Li Huan felt that it counted as playing the hero in restoring order.

The Huang Kaiwen versus Bar.

“Guys, sothing bad has happened!”

“What’s the hurry?

Did your neighbor’s husband suddenly co back?”

“Crap, I’m not joking with you.

It’s Huan backing down; he’s surrendering to us.

Welco back to the Huang Kaiwen Bar!”

“Damn, really?

Then I’ll quickly delete that ‘Si Er’ from my QQ space, no need to wait for my son anymore!”

“Hahaha, are you trying to kill with laughter?”

“Why not write ‘Chun Wang,’ voice a few more lants.”

“Shit, I suspect you write poetry in Martian language, damn, one forum disappears, and you’re all ‘dead to the world goes all I know.'”