"Twice clearing the ball in the box, Kevin chased back 80 meters, successfully thwarting Villarreal’s scoring attempt."
"I really don’t know what to say, I think I should criticize Milan’s defenders a bit, why did they let the team fall into such a dangerous situation, requiring Kevin to chase back so far to clear the ball."
"Luckily we had Kevin, otherwise Milan would have conceded another goal."
Dida quickly helped up Huang Kaiwen, who had crashed into the net.
"Bro, thanks to you," Stam said, still shaken.
Huang Kaiwen said as he looked down and brushed the grass off his clothes.
"Fuck, Huang Kaiwen’s clearance was damn beautiful."
"Seamless, from throwing his body to block to the following bicycle kick, you gotta say Huang Kaiwen’s flexibility is really good. That goal earlier was especially cool, and this clearance was damn badass too."
"Huang Kaiwen is always finding a chance to show off."
"But he truly has the skills."
"Stop talking, the Huang Kaiwen posters sold at our school’s gate are doing so well, even better than those of Tianle and Guanxi."
"High school students should just go home and sleep, still talking about selling posters at the school gate, why don’t you say they also sell treasures at the stall."
"Hahaha, I used to love the toys at the stalls in front of my elementary school."
"Me too, I purposely bought some the other day as I passed by, fake Nike wristbands, two bucks a pair, and I bought some rubber candies to eat and play with, one’s still stuck on my home’s ceiling."
"Fuck, dude, stop, you’re making me want to throw up."
"Did you guys not notice that the whole AC Milan team is wearing wristbands today?"
"Noticed that, any explanation?"
Villarreal’s corner kick was punched out of the box by Dida.
The referee blew the halftime whistle.
Huang Kaiwen heard his teammates talking about the wristbands,
saying they were more comfortable than the stickers from the last game.
Huang Kaiwen groaned internally,
thinking you guys are too easily satisfied.
Mr. Lu once said, "The Chinese temperament always likes to compromise. For example, if you say, ’This room is too dark, we need to open a window here,’ everyone will definitely not allow it. But if you say you want to remove the roof, then they would agree to open the window."
Now it seems, foreigners are fucking the same.
Huang Kaiwen suspected,
Fat Ancelotti was intentionally playing a strategy of retreat for advancement.
The intelligence outsmarted Milan’s players.
Back in the locker room,
everyone thanked Huang Kaiwen again.
"Bro, thanks to you."
"If that ball had gone in, the game would have been tough for us."
Huang Kaiwen smiled, waved off the compliments, and stepped into the middle of the locker room.
He also wanted to try out the effect of [Master of Speech].
"I am a Milan player, and as part of the team, clearing in a critical moment is normal. Football isn’t just about attackers not defending and defenders not attacking. If the defenders didn’t push forward, that ball wouldn’t have been that dangerous, right?" Huang Kaiwen asked with a smile.
The defenders all looked embarrassed.
Damn it, during an AC Milan attack, defenders are more active than midfielders.
"So, all I did was look after the defense while Paul and others attacked, and that’s my responsibility. I’ve heard a popular saying in the sports community in Europe, ’One for all, all for one.’ In the team, it’s not just about doing your own bit, but also about covering for others, making runs, helping teammates. This is how we’ll achieve better results. Milan is a united club. Although we’ve not shouted that slogan, our actions reflect ’One for all, all for one.’ It’s a great disposition. Great teams need great achievements. In the second half, let’s give our all, reach the final, and become the first team to defend the UEFA Champions League title after the restructuring."
Huang Kaiwen shouted, "One for all, all for one!"
"One for all, all for one!!!"
"One for all, all for one!!!"
"One for all, all for one!!!"
Seeing his teammates’ fervent expressions,
Huang Kaiwen nodded and sat next to Kaka,
thinking it’s good his parents raised him well, his someone Huang has the right values, a benevolent heart, and a kind soul.
Otherwise, with his already decent eloquence enhanced by [Master of Speech], he’d definitely be a master of stirring up trouble, and a century later his Wikipedia might even include a note on crimes against humanity.
Fifteen minutes of break passed.
Milan players stormed out of the locker room, bursting with high spirits,
ignoring the jeers from the home fans.
Their morale was tangibly high.
On the other side, right before the restart, Villarreal made a substitution.
"Roger Garcia replaced Arruabarrena, a winger for a full-back, but he’ll likely still play as a full-back, and his role shifted to that of a wing-back,"
"Yes, Pellegrini is looking to enhance the team’s counter-attacking capabilities, aptly using Hector Font to replace Franco to strengthen the midfield. Moreover, with Huang Kaiwen playing on the left against Xavi Venta on the right, Villarreal’s pressure on the left isn’t as intense, and these two substitution adjustments have a very clear purpose."
"Pellegrini, this coach is really impressive. Just coaching Villarreal, he has led the team to the semifinals, which is unimaginable for a small town with a population of only 50,000,"
"The match restarted, and Villarreal continued to focus on defense. After Riquelme was off, they were determined to rely on the two goals from the first leg to push through to the final."