After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

Chapter 1882 - 499: Melon: I’ve Forgiven Him

After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

Chapter 1882 - 499: Melon: I’ve Forgiven Him

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Chapter 1882: Chapter 499: Melon: I’ve Forgiven Him

Huang Kaiwen dribbled to the bottom line, suddenly changed the pace, burst into a half-body position, and immediately turned to make a left-foot chip pass.

Bang—

This pass was very unexpected.

Too unexpected!

Even the goalkeeper standing at the near post, Curci, didn’t react and just watched the ball fly past him.

Ratzko in the middle couldn’t grab the spot, and Ramos, unmarked on the right, effortlessly headed the ball into the goal.

"Goal!!!"

"Huang Kaiwen assisted Ramos, and although it’s often Ramos assisting him, the reverse is also doable. Huang Kaiwen almost single-handedly attracted the defensive attention of most of the Samp team on the left wing; he seemed to be playing around on the field, and no one could stop him."

"Yeah, watching Huang Kaiwen play always feels effortless; football doesn’t seem to have many difficulties for him."

[Courtois] man.

"Damn, this was really a bit exaggerated, even six or seven pigs couldn’t stop Huang Kaiwen from passing like this."

"Don’t underestimate the Serie A players, brother. On TV, they seem ineffective because they’re up against Huang Kaiwen and AC Milan. If you know someone, set up a match with the sports school, and you’ll feel the difference. That bunch from the sports school played against the Milan Youth Team and were beaten to a basketball score, let alone the first team."

"The sports school? Any random team from the Chinese Super League would lose to the Milan Youth Team."

"Adults playing against kids, shouldn’t be that bad, right?"

"I think so too. Remember when the national football team could still pull off bicycle kicks against Brazil back then; some of those attacks were pretty impressive."

"The gap is huge, believe it."

"Really interesting, the Workers’ Stadium never loses, you know? The French team can’t handle it either!"

"Cisse’s really messed up; originally set to play in the World Cup, but one kick and he’s out for six months. Who the hell dares to go all out against you? Want to ruin your career, huh?"

"It’s not deliberate; no need to hold on to it."

Speaking of the national football team gets the forum buzzing; they love comparing various things with the national football team.

With the rise of video sites over the years, creations like "Pray for Buddha" and "China Winning the World Cup" keep emerging.

Fans haven’t completely lost hope.

They keep waiting.

...

Excited, Ramos ran toward Huang Kaiwen.

This was one of the easiest goals he’d ever scored.

Not a one-on-one, not a penalty, yet no one was defending him.

Ramos hugged Huang Kaiwen and dashed to the stands, passionately raising his arm with Huang Kaiwen.

Milan Fans near the stands wanted to rush onto the field and celebrate with the players.

Ibrahimovic nearby missed the celebration.

However, Ramos’ performance brightened Ibrahimovic’s eyes.

If he could take Huang Kaiwen away, he wouldn’t have to worry about losing his position.

But soon, Ibrahimovic thought of a crucial issue.

If he wasn’t the first to run to Huang Kaiwen’s side, how could he take him away?

Even Ibrahimovic was amused by this, shaking his head as he walked back.

He played quite aggressively in the first half, and now he began conserving energy.

At this end-of-season stage, every match is key, and Ibrahimovic, often mocked by fans for failing in crucial matches, also wants to prove himself in the final.

Each of the three goals was brilliant.

The 3:1 score also made Sampdoria face reality.

After the kickoff again, Samp players were in a hurry to clock off, not wanting to hold the ball.

The ball was passed back all the way to Tison’s feet, and Tison reluctantly drove the ball forward.

It’s true he’s an Argentine player, but if his skills were that good, in South America, where everyone wants to play forward, it’s unlikely he’d specialize as a defensive midfielder.

Tison advanced the ball very cautiously this time, fearing any slip would lose possession.

Old fox Gattuso immediately guessed Tison’s intentions, so he didn’t rush in.

That would give Tison time to react and pass the ball.

Gattuso just roamed in the middle, and Ramos charged at Tison.

Gattuso moved immediately, positioning himself on Tison’s passing lane to Koeman.

In panic, Tison indeed passed the ball to Gattuso’s feet.

Gattuso received the ball, quickly spun around, and passed it to Van Bommel, who observed the field while his right foot swung out.

The ball rushed from the defense to the left front.

Samp pressed quite far this time, but their defensive line was very neat.

The away stand Samp fans hadn’t even caught their breath when they were on edge again.

Because Huang Kaiwen’s speed was too fast, while chasing the ball, Huang Kaiwen had already left most of the players behind; Ibrahimovic was one of them, and naturally their defenders weren’t exceptions.

Only substitute Martinez wasn’t slow, with plenty of stamina, his legs moved fast, seeming to have a chance to catch up with Huang Kaiwen.

Samp fans fixed their gaze on their own penalty area.

Even if they lost, they didn’t want to concede anymore.

But Huang Kaiwen is Huang Kaiwen.

Martinez sprinted behind the ball, Huang Kaiwen extended his left foot to stop the ball, but Martinez couldn’t stop, rushing straight past Huang Kaiwen.

Several fans in the away stands had already closed their eyes, unable to bear watching what happened next.

The ball was tapped forward with Hu Kaiwen’s left foot, reaching his right foot, without even adjusting, and using the instep to nudge it.

Bang—

Curci dove to block immediately, but his reaction was really inadequate; the ball went unobstructed behind him into the goal.

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