After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 764 - 0281 Paul is not a good bird (please subscribe)_5

Guti said,

"Or you could say it’s King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table."

Salgado said, waving his fork around like a sword.

"What’s the difference?" Guti asked.

"At least it sounds cooler this way."

Ramos nodded in agreement.

He thought he should be Gawain or Galahad.

If anyone dared to be Lancelot, the loyal Knight Ramos wouldn’t mind killing the jerk.

"So, Your Majesty, how about a game of chess?"

Robben asked. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Huang Kaiwen stared, not expecting Robben to be so bold today.

Sure enough, alcohol is the best catalyst; it seemed Robben was still not convinced after losing at tennis last time.

"Today, I almost ended up on a stretcher, so I think we should play something relaxing,"

Robben explained with a pout.

But Huang Kaiwen felt he was just looking for a challenge.

Since Robben was offering, the Yellow Ball King couldn’t refuse, could he?

To ensure his leadership status as the organizing committee chairman, he had to prove himself in this regard.

Just as Huang Kaiwen was about to get up, Ramos had already handed him the chessboard.

The Real Madrid players all gathered around to watch the fun.

Chess isn’t as popular in Europe as Xiangqi is in China, but most people were not strangers to it.

"Who goes first?"

Robben asked.

"You go first, Aryang!"

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Robben didn’t refuse, knowing the significant advantage of going first in chess.

"Who do you think will win?"

Guti asked.

"Definitely Kevin!"

Ramos and Cassano said in unison, and then snorted together, turning their heads away.

After about 10 minutes, Robben’s moves became slower and slower.

Even the players who didn’t know how to play chess could see that Robben was struggling.

Robben’s already sparse hairline was streaming with sweat, and he was losing too many pieces—if this continued, he would surely lose.

He moved his knight with difficulty, and Huang Kaiwen immediately used his rook to capture another of Robben’s pawns.

"Never mind, I lose,"

Robben said.

Continuing was pointless; it was just a waste of time.

"Lost, lost!"

The grey parrot squawked from the side.

Huang Kaiwen scolded, "Shut up, Paul!"

"No, don’t stop. Ah, daddy!" the grey parrot flapped its wings and cried out.

The expressions on everyone’s faces were priceless.

Even in Italian, they could understand the gist.

Higuain, for example, spoke Italian fluently.

Huang Kaiwen originally wanted to organize everyone to play mahjong, but now he wasn’t in the mood anymore.

He hurriedly stood up to see his teammates off.

...

After resting, Huang Kaiwen felt too embarrassed to go to the team’s practice.

Recently, there was news from Barcelona again; the France national team was afraid that Henry was faking an injury, so they secretly sent a team doctor to Barca to check up on him.

Turns out, Henry really was injured, causing unpleasant friction between the France national team and Barca.

Lunchtime.

Valdebebas training ground.

Ramos didn’t rush to get his meal; instead, he tapped his spoon against his plate making a loud noise.

After attracting everyone’s attention, Ramos said, "Kevin didn’t come today, and I think it’s because of that bird incident. When Kevin returns to the team, no one mentions what happened that day. If I see any news about that day in the papers, I will definitely investigate to the end."

"Sergio is right, remember not to make Kevin feel awkward,"

Law said as he stood up.

The players nodded in agreement.

How could they not agree? Although Capello didn’t speak, his eyes were scanning everywhere.

Normally, such a situation would have been a source of teasing among teammates for a long time.

Too bad Huang Kaiwen’s status was no ordinary one.

After lunch, Capello returned to his office for divination.

Considering the issues about the next match.

On seeing a upright and reversed cup, he finally smiled.

March 30th.

Huang Kaiwen and the entire team arrived at Pizjuan Stadium.

For the match against Sevilla, there was no room for any exemptions; Huang Kaiwen had used his Immunity Card early.

After changing clothes, he took out the lottery ticket.

The coin spun between his fingers, and as the layer peeled off, it revealed a second prize image.

Huang Kaiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his expectation score of 100, Huang Kaiwen opted to draw a prize.

[Ding, you have won the 2015-2016 Premier League Round 4 single match experience card for Tottenham Hotspur vs Manchester City, Harry Kane]