After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football! Chapter 52 - 52 0052 Teaching Bad Kids Request for Recommend

52: 0052 Teaching Bad Kids (Request for Recomndations and Monthly Tickets) 52: 0052 Teaching Bad Kids (Request for Recomndations and Monthly Tickets) After beating Manchester United to advance to the quarterfinals, Milan’s next opponent would be the city rivals Inter Milan.

For this reason, Huang Kaiwen specially set a reminder on his Nokia phone.

The fireworks derby should be the second leg, by then just paying attention to Dida would do.

Changing Dida’s fate of being traumatized by fireworks could also supplent his few fate points.

As the system had just completed its update, Huang Kaiwen couldn’t wait to check it out.

Player Strength: Subpar

Physical Conditioning: Excellent

Expectation Value: 100

Fate Value: 60

Skill: Acting Prodigy—Tom Hanks’ pinnacle of acting skills, how could a great player not know how to act?—Sergio Busquets.

Skill: Gim That—Small chance to copy so traits of other players when sniping their opportunities.

Skill: Male Bestie—Easier to gain friendship with females.

Skill: Growth-type Ball Sense—Hard work compensates for lack of talent, don’t worry if you’re not naturally gifted with ball sense, as long as you work hard, you can be Ronaldo, the harder you work on the training ground the higher the returns.

Abnormal Status: Increased Vulnerability—Starting from the mont you step on the pitch, the chance of injury increases by 200%, with a 5% increase per second, returning to the initial injury rate after leaving due to injury, fatal injuries are not possible, injuries will not affect physical functions, cycle repeatedly, abnormal status is lifted after successfully defending the UEFA Champions League title

Abnormal Status: Kaka’s Close Brother—Kaka feels a kindred spirit with you, he thinks you are a wise person, willing to listen to your advice, on the pitch you complent each other perfectly, off the pitch close as brothers, after changing Kaka’s fate the abnormal status disappears, and changes to a player relationship based on your closeness with Kaka.

Items: Lucky Necklace, 24-Hour Injury Immunity Card ×2, 24-Hour Harden Potion.

Fate Task: Change Kaka’s fate in progress.

Weekly Task: Invite Maldini to nightclubs, let the tired Maldini relax.

Huang Kaiwen imdiately noticed the new weekly task, which should be able to adjust a teammate’s state.

But after looking at the task, he gave up.

Inviting Maldini to nightclubs was an impossible mission, Maldini was a paragon of a good man, and even if successful it would ruin his good relationship with Mrs.

Maldini, a total loss.

Huang Kaiwen also noticed another thing, which was that “Player Strength” had gone from not being up to snuff to subpar, this should be progress, right?

After experiencing the feel of playing soccer as many great stars, Huang Kaiwen also felt he had improved.

To test this out, he started playing with a soccer ball in the living room.

Thump, thump, thump,

Indeed, from previously only being able to juggle two or three tis, he now managed to keep the ball up for about ten tis, indicating improvent in his ball sense.

As for other aspects, because of playing many matches, he now knew so things about when to do what and how to move even without the use of experience cards, so that was progress, right?

Making progress without relying on experience cards might one day be possible for him.

Owning sothing for oneself indeed makes more sense than others having it, Huang Kaiwen still understood this.

Whether he played soccer or not, improving his strength was a cause for celebration.

So, he celebrated that night in the young lady’s bedroom.

…

“Morning, what’s the good news, buddy?”

As Inzaghi was parking, he spotted Huang Kaiwen getting out of Barbara’s car looking well-rested and imdiately ca over to ask.

“Nothing much, just co over to my place for a party after we beat Sampdoria.”

Huang Kaiwen and Inzaghi walked shoulder to shoulder together.

Sitting in the driver’s seat and not getting out of the car, Barbara watched the two n’s backs, thinking her man was so popular he could strike up a conversation with anyone.

She really had a good eye.

Just as Barbara was about to get out of the car, she suddenly beca vigilant.

Inzaghi was a well-known playboy, what if he led Kevin astray?

Maybe send Inzaghi away this sumr?

Inzaghi had no idea that he had almost been put on the transfer list by the young lady.

When the two reached the training ground, many teammates were already there training, after all, Inzaghi and Huang Kaiwen were not exactly the diligent type.

“Morning, Kevin!”

Seeing Huang Kaiwen take to the field after changing, Kaka smiled broadly, showing all eight teeth as he passed the ball over.

Huang Kaiwen received the ball and ant to pass it back, but the kick was a bit too strong; he twisted and sent the ball flying straight at Inzaghi.

Inzaghi’s eyes bulged as he looked at Huang Kaiwen, from being chums just monts ago to attacking him now?

“Would you believe if I said it wasn’t on purpose?”

Huang Kaiwen explained with a dry laugh.

“Get lost!”

Inzaghi flipped him the bird.

Ancelotti, who had been watching from the sidelines for a while, walked contentedly to the center of the training pitch.

Kevin was in good form.

He knew it was Inzaghi behind him without even looking.

With a turn and a kick that found its mark, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, truly worthy of being the team’s number one talent!

Probably in a little while, he could recover to his best condition.

Ancelotti approached Huang Kaiwen and, as usual, handed over a small packet.

“What’s this now, Coach?”

Huang Kaiwen asked, sowhat speechlessly.

“Stickers I bought from the people of Wakanda, they ward off evil when you stick them on your body.”

Huang Kaiwen: …

Wakanda my ass.

You might as well say you bought them from Stan Lee.

The Milan manager had now beco the favorite sucker of those Milan City quacks.

But who can bla him if it’s for his own good?

Huang Kaiwen cautiously asked, “Coach, do you know where Wakanda is?”

“Isn’t it in Africa?

Don’t underestimate !”

Ancelotti answered with pride.

Kaka, who often read comics, had a strange look on his face.

Huang Kaiwen gave Kaka a glare and nodded, “That’s right, Coach, you’re really well-versed, Wakanda is in Africa.”

“Of course, I had good grades back in middle school.” Ancelotti murmured with pride, “Let know in advance, how do you feel, can you play in this weekend’s league match?”

“I’m not sure either.”

Huang Kaiwen didn’t dare to make any guarantees.

Every ti after using the “Injury Immunity Card,” his chances of getting injured shot up.

Fortunately, ti gave the answer.

Not long into the training, Huang Kaiwen got injured.

It was just a minor strain, but he still had to miss the weekend’s league ga.

Huang Kaiwen was quite satisfied with this result.

It was inevitable for him to get injured, and if it was just a minor one, he would suffer less.

March 13th, Serie A Round 28.

Milan faced Sampdoria at ho.

During the entry phase of the match, Maldini’s wife Adriana entrusted their eldest son to Huang Kaiwen with an apologetic face, “Chris wants to watch the match, but Danny has a fever; I need to take him to the hospital.

I’m afraid I have to ask you to take Chris to watch the match, Kevin.”

“No need to be so polite, Adriana, I really like little Christian,”

Huang Kaiwen said while patting the 8-year-old’s head.

He himself didn’t have any particular talents, and neither did Christian.

Being together like this, they felt at ease; after all, no dunce likes to make friends with a top student.

“Listen to Uncle Kevin, Chris,”

Adriana advised.

“I will, Mommy!” Cristian Maldini nodded vigorously; he loved hanging out with Huang Kaiwen because there was no howork, just play.

“Then I’ll leave it to you.

Paul and I will co to your house to pick him up later.”

“Don’t worry.”

Huang Kaiwen pulled Christian along into San Siro.

While the match hadn’t started yet, Huang Kaiwen took out so snacks and a handheld ga console for Christian to play with.

“Uncle Kevin, can I ask you a question?”

Christian asked while stuffing his mouth with Cheetos.

“Sure, ask whatever you want, little guy,” Huang Kaiwen replied, focused on his DNS, not even looking up.

“Dad says when you get hurt, you get really sad, but I can’t tell.

Are you hiding your sadness so as not to affect the people around you?”

Huang Kaiwen looked up at “Young Master.” Are kids this precocious now?

“I saw it on TV, not wanting to bother others, one chooses to suffer alone.” Cristian Maldini, feeling Huang Kaiwen’s eyes on him, volunteered an explanation.

“You’re overthinking it, kid.”

Huang Kaiwen looked at Christian and asked, “Why do you think I’d be sad?”

“Because you can’t play soccer!”

“And why would not being able to play soccer make sad?” Huang Kaiwen asked again.

“Because…

because,” the young Maldini scratched his head in frustration.

The TV never ntioned this kind of question.

“Because you can’t win championships!”

The young Maldini finally thought of an answer, saying it excitedly.

“Nope, Milan winning a championship would include my contribution.

I’d get a dal as long as I’ve played enough matches.”

Cristian Maldini was completely dumbfounded.

Huang Kaiwen put an arm around “Young Master’s” shoulders, and said with deep seriousness, “Don’t listen to your dad’s nonsense.

I couldn’t be happier; there’s nothing more joyful in this world than getting paid without having to work.”

The 8-year-old Christian scratched his head.

He felt like he understood sothing, yet he couldn’t quite articulate it.