After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 1779 - 479: Gigi the King

During an interview, Bolt said to the reporter: "I watched the AC Milan versus Rome match, and I think Kevin is faster than before. If there’s a chance, we should have a race again."

Huang Kaiwen smiled as he turned off the TV.

That guy Bolt, don’t rush so much.

London is so close to Manchester.

It’d be better to race again during the Olympics.

After a quick glance at the time, Huang Kaiwen grabbed his car keys and prepared to leave home.

That guy Ramos had his wisdom teeth come in during Christmas, and because they were grinding against his mouth, he had them removed.

After removing teeth, especially wisdom teeth,

one can’t engage in vigorous activities for a while.

So Huang Kaiwen had to go to Milanello alone.

And Kaka?

These days, he’s usually the last to arrive at the training ground.

Because since Beatrice got pregnant, her emotions have been a bit unpredictable, and Kaka can only leave once things are settled.

When about to leave, Huang Kaiwen paused and said, "You should visit Sergio when you have time, he probably can’t eat a lot now, help prepare some food for him."

"I know, sir."

Albert nodded and said.

Huang Kaiwen got into his Mercedes and slowly drove towards Linate Airport.

Then onto the highway, all the way to Varese, Como, and finally onto the expressway to Chiasso. Exit at Carnago Town to continue the journey, and you’ll reach Milanello.

This is much further than when he was at Chelsea with Cobham near where he lived.

The main reason was when Milanello was selected, there was a big plan, but City Hall couldn’t approve such a vast project near the city.

The previous owner of Milan wanted to create a multifunctional, comprehensive training base that covered both training and leisure.

So that when players aren’t playing matches, all their needs could be met at Milanello.

After Bei took over, he continued to invest, making Milanello the largest training ground in Europe.

The Italy national team used to frequently train at Milanello in the past.

It was only after the new millennium that they used it less frequently.

However, because of the significant investments in recent years, Milanello has once again become the primary choice for the Italy national team.

"Morning, Kevin!!!"

An elderly man doing wood carving by the roadside waved and called out with a smile.

Huang Kaiwen stopped, rolled down the window, and smiled as he greeted, "Morning, Nicola, are you coming to the next home game? I can get you some tickets."

"No, next month I need to go to Germany. You know, my sister is there, and her granddaughter is getting married, supposedly to a young coach."

Old Nicola grinned and said.

"That’s great, maybe one day you’ll be a relative of the Milan coach."

Huang Kaiwen jokingly replied.

This old man is quite interesting.

Previously, he insisted that Huang Kaiwen eat at his house.

"God, if my granddaughter’s husband can coach a Bundesliga team, I’d die happily; there’s no way he’d coach a big club like Milan."

Old Nicola said.

"You never know." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Huang Kaiwen shook his head and said, "A famous author in our country once said, thirty years ago you may have lived in a slum, and thirty years later you might live in a mansion. Youth is the greatest asset."

"You really know how to talk. If I had known, I should’ve asked my sister to introduce her granddaughter to you."

Old Nicola put a rolled cigarette in his mouth and said.

Huang Kaiwen smiled and shook his head, lighting up, "I have to go now, or I’ll be late for training."

This old man is pretty cheeky, even thinking of introducing a girlfriend to the Yellow Ball King.

Does Huang Kaiwen really lack a girlfriend?

On the road, people kept greeting Huang Kaiwen.

Even without rolling down the window, Huang Kaiwen nodded in acknowledgment.

Italian towns generally have small populations.

Some have three digits, with very few having five-digit populations.

This population base makes it hard to support a team, so they’re generally fans of Milan or Inter Milan.

When the home team wins, they can taunt others; if they lose, they stay home.

Football truly is integrated into their lives.

When Huang Kaiwen arrived at the entrance of Milanello, he saw many reporters gathered there, and he promptly accelerated the car.

Calling for the Yellow Ball King?

Sorry, the Yellow Ball King has hearing impairments, couldn’t hear clearly.

Whenever Huang Kaiwen is in a bad mood, he brings this topic up.

Puyol better hope the Yellow Ball King is in a good mood every day.

Otherwise, he should plan to build a few watchtowers at home for defense.

Huang Kaiwen walked into the locker room and saw Torres, already changed, sitting there staring blankly. He asked, "Fernando, is something bothering you?"

"Ah, Kevin!"

Torres looked up and then said with a wry smile, "Nora’s been sick recently, I’m really worried about her."

Nora is Torres’ daughter.

In July 2009, two months after he married Ola, he had a daughter.

"Kids often get sick when they’re little."

Huang Kaiwen said, putting an arm around Torres’ shoulder, "When I was a kid, I often went to the hospital. I had recurrent conjunctivitis, and other issues like fevers and colds, yet I still grew up healthy."

"I understand."

Torres nodded and said, "It’s just, seeing her so small and always crying, I can’t handle it."

"Yes, that’s how all parents feel."

Huang Kaiwen advised, "At times like this, Ola is probably feeling the same. She’s counting on you, and if you’re like this too, what will happen? Stay strong; after all, you’re the only man in the house."

"You’re right!"

Torres nodded.

Huang Kaiwen patted his arm twice and started to change his clothes.