Chapter 732: Chapter 732
"I’ve heard you’re very capable, and I’d like you to help me deal with someone!"
"That won’t be easy, but if you can get him to Myanmar, I can give you a discount."
The short man replied.
"Myanmar? That’s not part of China, is it?!"
Spalletti asked, puzzled.
He had heard that this wizard was from China and had lived for over 100 years.
"That’s not the point, can you get him to Myanmar?"
The short man asked eagerly, almost pressing up against Spalletti, his expression impatient since there was a good commission involved in sending someone off.
Unfortunately, he only came up to Spalletti’s chest.
"That might be difficult. I was hoping you could help with an athlete, to temporarily prevent him from playing."
Spalletti said with a look of trouble on his face.
"Oh, I’m quite familiar with that kind of thing!"
The short man quickly leaped behind the counter with a push of his hands and began to rummage through it.
A few minutes later, he found a crudely carved wooden figure and a rusty little knife.
The short man placed the items on the counter and said, "Just give a cut to the back waist of the figurine, and he definitely won’t be able to play."
"Really, will this work?"
Spalletti asked doubtfully, feeling somewhat skeptical about the method.
"How could it not work? Cutting the lower back, ah... after all, we’re professionals."
The short man said with animated gestures.
His professional skills being questioned made him quite unhappy.
"But how does this cursed doll select the target I need?"
He had previously read about witchcraft that required some hair from the person for it to work.
The short man scratched his cheek intensely, then smacked his head vigorously before replying, "Attach a photo, stick the person’s photo onto it!"
"So that’s how it’s done."
Spalletti nodded in understanding.
He was familiar with similar steps for casting spells.
Spalletti then asked, "Is there a spell?"
The short man confidently uttered in non-standard Chinese, "Congratulations on your prize!"
"Gong xi ni zhong jiang?"
Spalletti repeated, though even he felt it sounded incorrect.
He quickly took out his phone, opening its very basic recording function.
Nokia had featured a voice recording option as early as 2000, but since it wasn’t a main selling point, there had been little progress in this feature.
Spalletti regretted not bringing a voice recorder with him.
Using the directional keys to choose the recording option, he shyly asked, "Mr. Wizard, could you repeat the spell you just said?"
"Congratulations on your prize!"
The short man repeated.
Spalletti stared, feeling that the tone sounded different each time.
With his head spinning from the odor in the room, he didn’t dwell on these details.
Upon choosing to play and hearing the recorded "spell," Spalletti asked, "How much do I owe you?"
"€82.50, not a penny less!"
The short man said excitedly, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together.
Spalletti breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought it would cost a lot more.
Pulling out his wallet, Spalletti took out a €100 note and handed it to the man, saying, "Keep the change as a tip."
"Thank you for your patronage, wishing you prosperity!"
The short man bowed and nodded.
Spalletti gathered his things and swiftly left, pushing the door open.
If he stayed any longer, he felt he might pass out from the smell in the place.
"Kevin, please sign for me, I’m begging you!"
"Kevin, my roommate and I have been waiting for you for so long, why didn’t you call me?"
On February 17th, Huang Kaiwen and the entire Real Madrid team flew to the City of Rome to prepare for the upcoming UEFA Champions League.
As soon as they walked out of security, the entire Real Madrid team once again saw the popularity of Huang Kaiwen in Italy.
They, the stars, were like air.
Even Cassano, the Italian player, didn’t get much welcome from the local fans.
After the struggle to get on the coach, Cassano said sarcastically, "Italians just like foreign stuff, like foreigners, what a spineless bunch."
"You’re Italian too!"
Cassano replied irritably.
Ever since he started playing football, he always felt he was different.
"Heh, say whatever you like."
Ramos said disdainfully.
Cassano was not bad in terms of skill, but he was far behind Kevin!
After nearly 3 hours of flight, the entire Real Madrid team was in average condition; after the bus arrived at the hotel, the players quickly went back to their rooms to rest.
The next day, Real Madrid used Lazio’s training ground for final preparations.
Lazio, as Rome’s archenemy, was very willing to help in this regard.
On February 19th, the day of the match.
Huang Kaiwen got up and glanced at the newspaper while eating.
"Corriere dello Sport" wrote: "The Pope says the match between Real Madrid and Rome is of great significance, it’s a game played for peace. In a world filled with war, we need seeds of peace. We are grateful to players from different places for everything they’ve done for the world. Both Real Madrid and Rome are football teams passionate about charity. Besides focusing on children and those in suffering, they should also become role models for the youth. They should prove with this match that football is a sport that lifts the spirits, and conveys the meaning of unity, not some kind of alternative war. Just small acts of kindness from the players can let more people understand that we can all commit to changing the world together."
Huang Kaiwen shook his head and smiled.
The Vatican sure wouldn’t miss out.
Seizing the chance to hitch a ride to the fame of the Yellow Ball King.
After a brief meeting in the tactical room in the morning, the whole team went back to their rooms to rest.
In the afternoon, the entire Real Madrid team set off three hours early.
On the way to Stadio Olimpico Rome, the Real Madrid players fully experienced the enthusiasm of the Italian fans.
A few players who had transferred to Real Madrid only in the summer were all agape.
They thought the day at the airport had been exaggerated, but today was even more so.
Ramos said with a smile, "This is nothing. In Japan, the fans were so desperate they would have rushed up to devour Kevin, and we had to have police cars clear the way when we went out."
"Yes, it’s hard to imagine how fervent the fans can be without seeing it firsthand."
Raul said with a smile.
Robben and Sneijder made the same gesture, rubbing the back of their heads.
Looking at the crazy fans outside the window, they could hardly imagine what even more fervent fans would be like.
The usually lively Cassano was unusually silent.
Facing his old team, Rome, he felt very complicated.
After reaching the place, Cassano paused to look at the familiar stadium, then bowed his head and quickly followed his teammates into the tunnel after two seconds.
"Kevin, do you want to attend the press conference?"
In Italy, Huang Kaiwen was always the center of attention.
"Let it be, we’ll see after the game."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"Alright then, I’ll head to the press conference first, and you’ll join the others to prepare for the warm-up."
Capello nodded and said.
Huang Kaiwen quickly revealed a scratch card, scratching off the pattern with a coin.
Seeing the familiar second prize, Huang Kaiwen chose to draw a prize.
[Ding, you have acquired a one-match experience card for Mohamed Salah in the 2016-2017 Serie A season, round 36, Roma vs Juventus.]