Chapter 154: Chapter 154

154: 0117 Godfather Pu and Juventus (please subscribe)_2 154: 0117 Godfather Pu and Juventus (please subscribe)_2 After reading this report,

Huang Kaiwen felt it made quite a bit of sense.

Even if it were the next UEFA Champions League final and he drew the goalkeeper card again,

it would be very hard to make four penalty saves.

And he might not even get the chance to stand on the goal line.

One could say his performance during the 2004-2005 UEFA Champions League final was almost impossible to replicate.

If you ignore the number of appearances,

it would be normal for him to win the Ballon d’Or.

It all depends on what the judges think.

At noon, Barbara, who had been overworked, finally got out of bed.

The young lady personally cooked a meal.

While eating and reading the newspaper, the young lady smiled approvingly and said, “They make a lot of sense, I think the Ballon d’Or and Mr.

World Football should both go to you, dear.”

“I wish, but it’s difficult,”

His new contract included a bonus for individual awards, and it was a hefty one at that.

Winning the Ballon d’Or would mean an additional one million Euros in income.

“If they don’t give it to you, it’s definitely rigged,”

the young lady said, taking a sip of water and analysing, “Last year’s European Cup didn’t have any players who stood out.

They can’t possibly award the Ballon d’Or to someone from Greece.

Besides the European Cup, the UEFA Champions League win is the most significant, you also clinched the Serie A title and the UEFA Super Cup, and your performance in those games was so good, there’s no reason not to win it.”

What the young lady said made a lot of sense.

“Don’t worry, I’ll communicate with some people in advance.”

Huang Kaiwen also felt this was a great opportunity to win the Ballon d’Or.

If he missed it this time, there might never be a next time.

Suddenly he remembered something and asked, “You didn’t participate in the previous sponsorship fees, right?”

“Don’t worry, Gagliani handled it,” the young lady said with a smile.

Huang Kaiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

The Calciopoli scandal was about to erupt.

Gagliani would definitely take the fall.

It would be a perfect opportunity for Barbara to rise to power.

Although she was only the vice-chairman of AC Milan Club,

Be didn’t really manage AC Milan Club, so there wasn’t much difference between being vice and being chief.

He was one step closer to his lifetime contract with Milan.

In the afternoon, Huang Kaiwen also went shopping with the young lady.

In the evening, Barbara locked the master bedroom door early,

fearing Huang Kaiwen might exhaust her again.

At the Ancelotti’s house,

Milan’s coach and his daughter were sitting on the couch, watching the TV series “Supernatural.”

“Dad, isn’t Dean so handsome?”

“He’s okay, but I feel he’s still not as handsome as Milan’s players,”

Ancelotti said with a wry smile.

Katia Ancelotti pouted and said, “Kevin isn’t that interested in me.”

“That’s because he’s affected by a curse, so his taste is different from others,” Ancelotti casually said to his daughter, “You are the cutest girl in Milan City.”

“Stop comforting me, I’m not a child!”

Katia Ancelotti sighed.

Beauty isn’t something one can decide.

If possible, she would rather have a handsomer father to improve her genetic makeup, maybe then Kevin would like her.

Ancelotti was absorbed in the TV series,

learning new exorcism methods, completely oblivious to his daughter’s thoughts.

The day before the Juventus match,

Huang Kaiwen returned to the team.

He had been so engrossed in gaming recently that he forgot to bond with the new players.

He had just entered the locker room,

when he heard a sour voice say, “Isn’t that Mr.

Ballon d’Or himself, remembered you’re still a professional player?”

Too bad you’ll never get a chance, having been blocked by me in 14 penalty shots, Filippo,” Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.

“Can we not bring up the 14 penalty shots?!”

Inzaghi asked grimly.

“At the nightclub, Bundchen didn’t take a liking to you, Lima rejected you too,”

“You can’t say that!!!”

“I still have the tape of you losing at poker and running nude, I believe if it’s leaked, Milan fans would be very interested!”

Inzaghi flipped off Huang Kaiwen and stormed out of the locker room.

Huang Kaiwen walked out of the locker room laughing.

really can’t keep his cool.

And he still tried to playfully mock him.

With him, Huang, around, Inzaghi shouldn’t dream of prevailing.

On the training field, Ancelotti was delighted to see Huang Kaiwen.

He called out from a distance, “Kevin, are you feeling better?”

“Yes, I feel great, I can play in tomorrow’s game,” Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Ancelotti breathed a sigh of relief and said, “That’s great, I was worried, Fabio (Capello) called earlier trying to find out if you could play.”

“Let’s give him a surprise,”

Huang Kaiwen winked at Ancelotti.

Ancelotti smiled knowingly.

He felt like smart people think alike.

what expression Capello would have when he finds out Kevin can play.

“Wait a second, Kevin,”

Ancelotti called Huang Kaiwen who was heading to the gym, discreetly handing him a familiar handcrafted black cloth pouch.

“That day against Bayern, it almost succeeded, after much research and combining salt with black dog blood, I finally made this amulet,” Ancelotti explained.

Huang Kaiwen was now used to such oddities.

Hearing it wasn’t something to eat or drink,

he was already quite satisfied.

No matter what, Ancelotti turning out this way had a bit of his, Huang’s, responsibility.

Huang Kaiwen decided,

to use the “Immunity Card” tomorrow to last till the end,

Hopefully that would make Ancelotti think it worked and give him some peace for a few days.

On the day of the match,

while changing in the locker room, Huang Kaiwen casually took a scratch card.

Last time against Palermo, [Welbeck] gave him quite a hard time.

If today’s luck wasn’t good,