Chapter 423: Chapter 423
As Huang Kaiwen walked off, Kaka immediately rushed up excitedly and said.
"You’ve said that several times already, Ricardo."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"But retaining the Ballon d’Or is really not easy!"
"Yes, it’s very difficult, congratulations."
Buffon walked up, patting Huang Kaiwen’s arm and said, "I think I have a say in this matter."
Buffon was the happiest when Huang Kaiwen left Italy.
A top-tier goalkeeper, he had become a part of Huang Kaiwen’s highlight reel of fancy goals in just two seasons, serving as the chief background.
Knowing of Huang Kaiwen’s transfer, Buffon specifically threw a party to celebrate.
"We should celebrate together during the holiday."
Ronaldinho said, grinning with his teeth showing.
"The celebration should be with us," Pirlo walked up and said.
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
He, Huang, was just too popular.
Even his competitors were charmed by his personality.
Huang Kaiwen still couldn’t escape the fate of being heavily drunk.
Cannavaro was the most enthusiastic, seemingly seeking revenge.
By the time they returned to the hotel, Huang Kaiwen was already unconscious.
Kaka and Barbara together carried Huang Kaiwen into the room and then looked at each other.
The lady said, "Ricardo, you should go back now."
"No worries, I’ll stay and look after Kevin,"
Kaka said with a smile.
"Beatrice might be scared by herself in the hotel, right?" the lady asked.
"Then, you go and sleep with her. You haven’t seen each other for a long time,"
The lady glanced at Huang Kaiwen on the bed and left the room.
She was reassured to leave him in Kaka’s hands.
Before midnight, Huang Kaiwen woke up and turned to see someone lying by the bed.
Huang Kaiwen sat up with a start.
Hearing the noise, Kaka raised his head and rubbed his eyes, asking, "Kevin, are you awake?"
How had the person by his side changed after a sleep?
"You were drunk, Kevin. I saw Barbara was a bit tired, so I advised her to go and sleep with Beatrice,"
an awake Kaka said with a smile.
"Alright, that’s how it is,"
Huang Kaiwen said nodding.
He got out of bed, turned on the light, and went to the bathroom.
After a quick wash, he felt much more sober.
"You better go to sleep, you have a match soon, right?" Huang Kaiwen said.
Kaka said smiling, "The last time we shared a room was when we went to play in the UEFA Champions League final."
"Yeah, it really was like that,"
Huang Kaiwen said, leaning on the bed and smiling, "You should sleep early, the Champions League is coming up."
"Alright, good night, Kevin."
"Good night, Ricardo."
After Kaka lay down, Huang Kaiwen then checked the system.
[Ding, successfully defended the Ballon d’Or, upgrading from I am the Ball King PRO to I am the Ball King PRO MAX in 72 hours]
[Ding, successfully intercepting Real Madrid player Cannavaro’s unique Ballon d’Or, trait copy successful]
Winning the Ballon d’Or consecutively, the rewards were not as good as last time.
It seems Cannavaro’s Ballon d’Or was indeed much softer than Ronaldo’s.
With regard to system upgrades, Huang Kaiwen was already used to it.
Huang Kaiwen continued reading.
Trait: Constant Dynamo (Cannavaro) — When managing a rich club team, it is easier to control the locker room, media praise for you will be intense, and you might even get a chance to manage the national team of the club’s country.
This trait isn’t easy to comment on.
So, in the future, King Huang coaching Milan, and then becoming the coach of Italy’s national team who can’t get into big tournaments?
Milan must count as a rich club by now!
Huang Kaiwen thought he would get a defensive trait, but it turned out to be managerial.
It seems that Master Huang’s days on the job are getting closer.
If he coaches Milan in the future, it would be easy for him to become the longest-serving coach.
Talented people never lose their jobs.
Having obtained the results, Huang Kaiwen lay back down to continue sleeping.
Meanwhile, all over China, it was a bustling scene.
In Huang Kaiwen’s hometown, The Forty-Nine City,
it was already past 7 o’clock.
The newspaper stand owner had a joyous smile on his face, as if his property was about to be demolished.
Seeing a passerby, he called out with his breath visible in the air: "Look and see, Huang Kaiwen from The Forty-Nine City has won the Ballon d’Or again. Get your news early otherwise it will be sold out."
At the breakfast shop.
"Elder, good morning."
"I was saying this morning the magpies were chirping. Here I run into Elder Li. This morning, breakfast is on me, don’t fight me for it!"
"Elder, you’re too kind!"
One fat and one thin sat down.
They ordered bean juice and liver while eating and chatting.
"Did you hear, Huang Kaiwen won the Ballon d’Or again?"
"Hey, Elder Li, how could I not know that? Let me tell you, Huang Kaiwen was a classmate of my niece in the Young Red class, his dad and my uncle used to teach at the same school, and he even played at my house several times as a kid."
"Oh, you have such a connection?"
"What do you think, that kid was naughty from a young age, I never liked him, but I never thought he’d actually make something of himself."
"Huang Kaiwen and your niece were childhood sweethearts, why didn’t they develop further?"
"Hey, don’t mention it. I had no idea he would be so troublesome, going abroad and even putting on a show."
"Elder, I really like soccer. If there’s a chance, could you help me get a signed jersey? I’ll pay you."
"What money, what money, leave it to me, I’ll definitely sort it out for you."
"Alright then, I’ll thank you in advance, Elder!"