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Maldini smiled awkwardly as he said, "Adriana and I would occasionally discuss you at home and Chris overheard."

"Then why didn’t they come to me? I’m also a big star!"

Cassano said indignantly.

"Heh."

Ramos spoke disdainfully, "As long as they’re connected to Kevin, they can continue to hype themselves into world fame. What’s the point of being associated with you, to be just another stamp in Cassano’s collection?"

Cassano took a picture of Ramos with a digital camera.

"What are you doing?"

Ramos asked.

"Nothing much, just giving you a memento, you always speak of your father with such pride!"

Cassano retorted mockingly.

"You bastard, are you looking for trouble?"

Ramos roared, ready to hit Cassano.

Cassano immediately hid behind Huang Kaiwen, ready to run around him if Ramos dared to come closer.

"Everyone has their own way of life,"

Raul said with a smile as he tried to mediate, "Certainly there are women with ulterior motives who will approach you, but there are also many good women in the world."

Raul was right.

There are too many temptations, and even the Yellow Ball King is not made of iron.

But more than those issues, Huang Kaiwen fears trouble more.

Like Beckham’s female assistant, who would exploit Beckham in the newspapers for profit whenever there’s an opportunity.

He, Huang Kaiwen, can’t afford to lose face like that.

"Let’s go, what are we doing today?"

Huang Kaiwen looked down at his watch and asked.

It was already past 3 PM.

Since everyone was out, why not do something together.

"Let’s go bowling,"

Robben suggested.

He also glanced at Huang Kaiwen.

As much as he admired Huang Kaiwen, he still wanted to beat him in some area.

"Alright, let’s go,"

Raul nodded and said.

Bowling, an indoor activity, was quite suitable.

The Young Master seemed very happy; he loved playing with Huang Kaiwen.

Kevin was much more interesting than his father.

The group arrived at Chamartin Bowling Alley.

This alley was considered quite good.

Apart from bowling, it also offered food and drinks.

If there were friends not interested in bowling, they could play pool, table football, or large arcade games and other indoor activities.

They chose this place mainly because the equipment was relatively new.

Because it was a bit more expensive, it wasn’t like the old alleys, with gum stuck everywhere.

In Europe, what Huang Kaiwen couldn’t stand the most was using public facilities outdoors, never knowing when he’d come across chewed gum, which was utterly disgusting.

He’d seen a report that London had to remove six tons of gum from just one district in a year.

Italy and Spain were no better.

So, Huang Kaiwen always wanted to strangle those magazine editors, those bastards, weren’t they supposed to be of high quality?

It’s not that the Yellow Ball King didn’t want to mingle with the people, but he really couldn’t.

After changing into his shoes, Huang Kaiwen carefully checked to make sure there was no gum before sitting down.

"Let’s be on the same team, Kevin!"

The Young Master said, grabbing Huang Kaiwen’s hand.

"Okay, we’ll be on the same team!"

Huang Kaiwen smiled and nodded as he responded.

The Young Master had great respect for the Yellow Ball King.

Huang Kaiwen naturally couldn’t disappoint him.

"Then I’ll go to the other team,"

Robben volunteered.

Seeing Huang Kaiwen’s teasing look, Robben tilted his head and explained, "Can’t have all the strong players in one team, I’m pretty good at bowling, too."

"Alright then,"

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

They quickly divided into teams, playing a five-person game due to the number of people.

Huang Kaiwen, the Young Master, Maldini, Raul, and Ramos were on one team.

Robben, Sneijder, Guti, Cassano, and De Jong were on the other.

The rest hung around to play casually or engage in other games.

A five-person game normally has each person playing five frames, but with children present, they decided on two frames.

Almost the entire alley stopped what they were doing, everyone waiting for Huang Kaiwen to bowl.

The stars of Real Madrid were curious about Huang Kaiwen’s level, not to mention the regular fans in the alley.

The part-time female college students working at the bar were craning their necks to watch Huang Kaiwen’s lane.

Huang Kaiwen picked up a 13-pound ball directly, feeling its weight in his hand.

Even a 16-pound ball wouldn’t be a problem for him, but having not played for a while, he started with a 13-pound to get into the groove.

He inserted two fingers of his left hand into the ball and supported it with the palm of his right hand, bending his upper body slightly, keeping his back straight, and bending his knees a little.

He got ready.

After a four-step approach, Huang Kaiwen’s left arm swung from back to front in a relaxed yet firm motion, his fingers releasing the ball gently, and he let it roll away.

The whole set of movements looked very natural.

After watching, Robben sighed slightly, feeling he had no chance again.

He could tell Huang Kaiwen knew how to bowl, but didn’t play often. Yet, talent was evident from the movements.

Even if he really wanted to win this one, Robben had to admit it was tough to beat Huang Kaiwen in sports, unless it was a professional against an amateur.

Maybe he should retire early and take up tennis, then challenge Kevin?

The 13-pound ball glided and rolled down the lane, spinning around 20 times before hitting the head pin, which fell backward, crashing into the other pins with combined force, knocking them all down.

"Nice shot, Kevin!"

The Young Master shouted excitedly.

"Just good luck,"

Huang Kaiwen smiled and high-fived the Young Master.

Though talented, he hadn’t played in a while and wasn’t yet "proficient," so he still needed to get a feel for it.

He didn’t expect a complete strike—it really was just good luck.

The following match was intensely competitive.

Professional athletes have better control over their strength than ordinary people, and their natural talents were similar.

Bowling, a popular sport in Europe, is something most people can play.

With only so many indoor activities available, young people going out need entertainment, and some communities also enjoy organizing similar competitions.