After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 1727 - 468: This Is Not the Usual Kevin

Halftime isn’t the end of the game.

If we concede another goal, it will be difficult.

Sneijder stands at the right corner flag area and takes the corner kick after observing.

This pass is very fast; it looks like there’s no curve, but Huang Kaiwen keenly notices the ball has a curve as it flies.

"Watch out!"

Huang Kaiwen shouts.

But it’s already too late.

The ball was given too high, and Thiago Silva simply didn’t jump.

Players from both sides are concentrated on the near post and the middle, but this ball flies past the far post.

Rakitic, defending nearby, didn’t expect the ball to come over, and by the time he thought of jumping, it was too late. Materazzi rushes forward, secures his position, and heads the ball into the goal close at hand.

Boom——

The suppressed Meazza finally bursts with its first cheer today.

The Nerazzurri are excitedly shouting Materazzi’s name.

"Marco!"

"Marco!"

"Marco!"

Scoring Materazzi is also excited, rushing to the corner area to passionately celebrate towards the stands.

"2:1, although Inter Milan is still one goal behind, this goal is crucial."

"Yes, scoring a goal before halftime significantly boosts morale."

"Huang Kaiwen is reminding his teammates again, as the injury time isn’t over, and if they slack during this period and let Inter Milan equalize, it won’t be good."

"After the restart, Huang Kaiwen takes the ball on the wing without any attacking intent; he’s waiting for time, trying to stabilize. We must say Huang Kaiwen always has a good grasp of this degree when playing. After conceding or scoring a goal, players can easily slack and let the opponent score. So he simply doesn’t plan to attack, carrying the advantage into halftime."

"The referee blows the whistle to end the halftime, and Sneijder and others go over to greet. In fact, the relationship between the two teams’ players is quite good; they often attend events or go out together, as seen in the newspapers."

Guardiola quickly walks to the sidelines.

Having persisted through the halftime, he is relieved.

It seems Buffon’s sacrifice has had some effect.

Guardiola thinks of another problem: sacrificing one player each game, at this rate, might soon leave the first team unable to gather a full squad.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen walk off the pitch, he quickly shakes his head and hands him a towel and bottle.

After Huang Kaiwen rinses his mouth and wipes his sweat, Guardiola tentatively asks: "Kevin, do you feel uncomfortable in the head, or like you’re not yourself, just a moment when you seem unlike yourself."

"No."

Huang Kaiwen shakes his head, saying.

The id, ego, and superego?

Is Guardiola discussing philosophy with him?

Sometimes, being smart means overthinking.

Look at the Yellow Ball King, also a smart person.

Yet Mr. Huang uses his time for recreation, playing games or something, instead of pondering these messy questions.

"That’s good."

Guardiola says, "You should go back."

Huang Kaiwen walks into the player tunnel and sees Materazzi.

Materazzi greets with a smile, saying: "Kevin, don’t think wasting time means you can win; we’ll strive to turn the game around in the second half!"

"Alright, then I have to do my best too!"

Huang Kaiwen says.

Materazzi is stunned!

Why isn’t Huang Kaiwen following the script?

What if Huang Kaiwen regains his form in the second half?

Materazzi somewhat regrets saying those words.

Returning to the locker room.

Huang Kaiwen replenishes with some water, eats two oranges, and seeing Guardiola hasn’t returned, he gets up and walks to the center of the locker room.

"Captain, anything to instruct?"

Ambrosini asks.

Huang Kaiwen waves his hand, saying: "Not really, just want to talk about the derby. The city derby is far less important to us than it is to the fans. Their friends and family around them might be from the Nera Group; if we lose a match, they’ll see the faces of Inter fans in high spirits until the next encounter, which will be a long and difficult time."

"But we haven’t lost in nine years."

Gattuso says.

"Yes, nine years is quite a long span."

Huang Kaiwen nods, saying: "Yet it’s not long enough. Nine years in a lifetime is really just a short period, perhaps from a baby to an elementary school student, from starting work to getting married... Nine years isn’t long in a human life; the Nera Group still remembers victories before, those from nine years ago, even earlier ones, only the new generation of fans might believe they’ve been losing constantly. So what we need to do is win today’s match, win every future derby, make them tremble under the red-black, let fans who witnessed their wins leave this world with regrets, unable to witness the blue-black victory again, let new-gen fans think their victory was just a legend, a boring lie, let Milan, Italy, and the whole world know one thing: the best team in Milan City is AC Milan, the second best team is the AC Milan Youth Team!!! Forza Milan!!!"

"Forza Milan!!!"

Leaning against the locker room door holding a cigar, a smile appears on Guardiola’s face.

Huang Kaiwen is perhaps the most satisfying player he’s coached in his career; even though his career stretches far ahead, Guardiola is certain.

No player, with such talent and sufficient leadership, will ever appear again.

No wonder every coach fondly remembers him.

Guardiola thinks that if he leaves Milan City in the future, he must find someone who can afford Huang Kaiwen.

Looking at the time, Guardiola quickly departs.

After the players leave the locker room, he quickly returns inside.

Checking Huang Kaiwen’s locker, that gold bar is indeed missing!

Guardiola dips his head, rummaging through the locker room for players’ hair. Since one person can’t bear such mighty power, he’ll bring the whole team along; with so many excellent players paying the price, it should complete an equivalent exchange, right?