Chapter 177: Chapter 177

177: 0125 No Need for Teammates (Subscription Requested)_3 177: 0125 No Need for Teammates (Subscription Requested)_3 In fact, that’s just the way it is, whichever forward positions himself on the left, gets more opportunities.

Because Huang Kaiwen and Kaka usually cooperate on the left wing.

When passing, the ball is definitely given more to the forward on the left.

Inter Milan tried to launch a quick counterattack.

Stanković on the left wing attempted to break through with speed.

But was intercepted by Stam and Gattuso working together.

As soon as Kaka got the ball, Veron charged at him, forcing Kaka to pass the ball quickly to the side.

After controlling the ball, Huang Kaiwen felt that the position was just right and swung his left foot, striking the ball fiercely.

The ball instantly flew over the halfway line, heading straight for Inter Milan’s penalty area without losing momentum.

An alarmed Cesar hurried back.

The Inter Milan keeper, who had been looking up, didn’t watch his feet and tripped over in the penalty area, tumbling to the ground.

Fortunately, the ball hit the upper netting.

The referee blew the whistle for half-time.

“Huang Kaiwen’s shot was really unexpected, and it was so close.”

“Indeed, seeing the goalkeeper off his line, Huang Kaiwen took a shot from over 60 meters away, and Cesar didn’t even react at first.

If the wind had been just a bit better, that ball would have been in.”

“Long-distance shots require a bit of luck, and although Huang Kaiwen’s shot was beautiful, it still lacked a bit of luck.”

“Yes, if it had gone in, it would have been spectacular.

Shooting from such a long distance on the flank is even harder than from the middle.”

“Even if he didn’t score, Huang Kaiwen’s performance today was more than good.”

“He helped AC Milan level the score before the half-time break.”

“Four goals in the first half, another high-scoring match today.”

Ancelotti handed a towel to Huang Kaiwen and asked.

“I feel great.” Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, “My feet feel fantastic.”

Because he was talking with the coach.

Huang Kaiwen and Kaka were the last to enter.

They pushed the door and entered the locker room.

There was applause in the locker room.

Inzaghi, holding a bunch of fake flowers he had found somewhere, ran over to Huang Kaiwen and shouted: “Congratulations, our Ballon d’Or gentleman.”

Huang Kaiwen waved his hand and said.

“I’m not kidding, your performance deserves an award!”

“Yeah, Kevin, you’re definitely going to get an award.”

Gattuso whistled and said, “The judges would have to be blind not to give the Ballon d’Or to you.”

“We’re about to have two Ballon d’Or winners!” Inzaghi shouted, raising his arm: “I propose we go out to celebrate tonight.”

“It’s not interesting.”

“Forget it, I’m waiting to go home for dinner.”

“I want to catch up on a TV series tonight.”

Inzaghi looked expectantly at Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen turned his head to the side.

It wasn’t that Huang someone didn’t have loyalty, but the young lady said to come back early today, as she had important things to tell him.

After the fifteen-minute half-time break.

Both teams returned to the field.

Shevchenko started the play, Toni passed back.

Kaka received the ball and immediately passed it to the side.

Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball with his left foot and instantly picked up speed, charging ahead like a runaway horse.

After 45 minutes in the first half.

Huang Kaiwen had mastered Galincha’s technical characteristics very well.

The moment Figo stretched his foot for the ball, Huang Kaiwen accelerated and forcefully broke through.

Cambiasso and Sannetti, the two Argentinians, charged towards Huang Kaiwen.

They wanted to double-team him in defense.

Huang Kaiwen simply didn’t give them the chance.

Without reducing his speed.

Timing his move perfectly, he poked the ball through.

Sending it behind Sannetti, he dashed along the sideline to receive the ball again.

The Inter captain only felt a gust of wind pass by.

By the time he turned his head, Huang Kaiwen had already taken the ball several meters away.

“Kevin is really in form today.”

“It’s like seeing the Kevin who played against Juventus last season!”

“Kevin is unstoppable!”

Cordoba was sweating on his forehead.

Facing Huang Kaiwen alone made him very nervous.

He thought about lowering his center of gravity and waiting for his teammates to catch up.

Just then, he saw Huang Kaiwen dribble with his left foot.

Cordoba hurriedly moved with him to prevent Huang Kaiwen from cutting inside.

But then Huang Kaiwen flicked the ball with his right foot and sped towards the baseline.

After adjusting his center of gravity, Cordoba started running too, but kept an eye out.

Knowing that Huang Kaiwen didn’t like to cross.

He was sure he would dribble towards the penalty area.

Just short of the baseline, Huang Kaiwen abruptly stopped, turned, and pulled the ball back.

Prepared for this, Cordoba caught up.

But immediately after, Huang Kaiwen sent the ball right in front of Cordoba.

Cordoba knew it was a fried meatball.

But his brain couldn’t keep up, and in his panic, he trod on his own foot.

Huang Kaiwen dodged the fallen Cordoba, stayed close to the end line, entered the penalty area and passed the ball back.

The rushing Shevchenko on the right wing took a shot and sent the ball into the net, successfully changing the score.

“Shevchenko’s tap-in scores an empty net goal helping Milan take the lead.”

“Although it was Sheva’s goal, most of the credit goes to Kevin.

Playing with Kevin is just too easy.

Only minutes into the second half, and Kevin already outmaneuvered multiple defenders on the left, delivering a nanny-style assist.

Even I could score with that kind of ball.”

“Kevin has the power to feed any striker into a golden boot, if he wants to.”

“Shevchenko is ecstatic, running over to hug Kevin.”

“Cordoba hasn’t got up yet, Inter’s medical team is on the field…

Cordoba seems to be injured, Kevin’s dribble could be called a criminal move, an ankle breaker, no player can stop a healthy Kevin, Cordoba did well to force Kevin towards the baseline.”

“Damn, it’s Materazzi!”

Seeing Inter’s substitution.

Ancelotti was troubled.

He took a small notebook and pen out of his jacket pocket.

In addition to a few rules regarding Huang Kaiwen, it contained several names: Materazzi, Aldonin, Pesotto…