Chapter 1233: Chapter 1233

Capítulo 1233: Chapter 374: The Yellow Ball King Refuses to Work Overtime

Hummels, seeing the situation unfavorable, directly pressed down on his center of gravity and slid to tackle, aiming to block Huang Kaiwen’s shot.

The ball lifted off from in front of Hummels’ foot, heading straight towards the left part of the goal. Dida promptly turned sideways and jumped up, extending his right arm to try to block the incoming ball.

The ball’s trajectory was higher than he anticipated, crashing into the underside of the crossbar and bouncing fiercely into the net’s cradle.

The assistant referee pointed to the center circle, indicating the goal was valid.

Immediately after, he blew two short whistles followed by one long.

Huang Kaiwen, decisive goal!

The whistle was like a starter pistol, as Chelsea’s substitutes, coaching staff, along with Ballack, Drogba, and Faria, who were waiting in the tunnel, charged into the San Siro Stadium.

They rushed towards Huang Kaiwen as fervently as the Milan fans did before the match.

Huang Kaiwen continuously dodged while raising his hands to let them spare him.

Even though the decisive goal was thrilling, Huang Kaiwen did not want to celebrate wildly at San Siro.

He raised his palms towards the stands, applauding.

Thanking both sets of fans for their support today.

The fans from both sides responded with their applause.

“Huang Kaiwen, oh Huang Kaiwen.”

“Truly, he’s got nerves of steel, stepping up in critical moments, making a decisive goal against AC Milan to help Chelsea advance to the final.”

“Today’s match was full of ups and downs, various factors were constantly emerging, but what hasn’t changed is, Huang Kaiwen remains the one who decides the winner.”

“Yes, Kaka performed well too, he also pulled off a hat-trick today, but they lost by one goal at Stamford Bridge due to Bonera’s crucial own goal.”

“Indeed, but without that goal, Milan would lose due to the issue of away goals. Of course, we can’t say for sure, if that own goal hadn’t existed, the course of the match might have been completely different. It’s fate, I believe even if AC Milan had taken the lead at Stamford Bridge, Huang Kaiwen would not miss the UEFA Champions League final.”

“Haha, let’s see who emerges victorious between Manchester United and Barca tomorrow and meets Chelsea in the final. For now, let’s congratulate Huang Kaiwen, congratulate Chelsea for successfully advancing to the UEFA Champions League final. This is the first time in Chelsea’s 104-year history that they’ve advanced to the UEFA Champions League final. Whether they can bring the Champions League Trophy back to London, beyond Manchester United, becoming the first quadruple champion in the history of British football, remains to be seen.”

“Alright, today’s match concludes here, thank you, Zhang, for bringing us professional commentary. I’m Duan Xuan, thank you to all fans for watching.”

Because today’s victory was not easily achieved.

The Chelsea players went crazy celebrating at San Siro.

Ashley Cole somehow got hold of a bottle of champagne, spraying it wildly at people.

Most Rossoneri chose to leave the arena.

Watching Chelsea celebrate at this moment would only add to the sorrow.

“Kevin, win the championship.”

Kaka took off his jersey and handed it over saying.

Huang Kaiwen also took off his shirt, accepted Kaka’s jersey, draped it over his shoulder, and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, victory always belongs to justice.”

“Because you’re some superhero?”

Kaka asked with a smile.

“No, because I always win, so I’m justice’s partner.”

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Kaka shook his head and followed his teammates into the tunnel.

Milan’s UEFA Champions League journey had already ended.

Next, they still need to ensure Milan captures other championships.

Faria carried a recorder he hadn’t used to ask Huang Kaiwen, “Kevin, are you attending the press conference today?”

Huang Kaiwen thought for a moment and nodded, “I’ll go, John isn’t suitable to go, today’s incident of him causing the referee to get hurt will certainly be brought up, let’s rehearse first.”

“Alright, Kevin, tell me, I have a particularly good memory.”

Faria kept rubbing his hands, nodding in agreement.

Huang Kaiwen covered his mouth, speaking rapidly.

This logic was touching, the Yellow Ball King wouldn’t dare say these words, otherwise, they’d become a black mark.

But having Faria say them was fine.

The two concluded rehearsal and together went to San Siro’s conference venue.

Ancelotti and Maldini were already seated there.

Huang Kaiwen’s entry made the noise at the conference venue surge tenfold.

Faria, following half a step behind him, was completely ignored.

Maldini and Ancelotti nodded toward Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen, smiling in response, sat on the stage with Faria.

“Kevin, can you tell us if you can continue to win the championship?”

“Was Terry dissatisfied with the referee’s decision today, and deliberately kicked the referee’s head?”

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“Kevin, how did you feel when fans rushed into the field today?”

“Kevin, after the game you will meet Miriam Leone, she said she would like to invite you to dinner.”

“Kevin, Pele left the venue angrily after the first round, do you think your performance today can satisfy him?”

Maldini and Ancelotti exchanged wry smiles.

Although football is a winner-takes-all sport, no one asking them questions seemed a bit too much.

Faria was further treated as transparent, yet his face showed no sign of displeasure.

Huang Kaiwen looked at Ancelotti, and Ancelotti nodded, gesturing for Huang Kaiwen to proceed.

“Coach, should I speak first?”

Huang Kaiwen intentionally asked Faria.