After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 621 - 0248 Liben’s Culture (Subscribe Please)_3

Aside from the team doctors, the one he most wanted to replace was Capello.

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Huang Kaiwen’s snooker championship had become a hot topic in Europe recently, even news of Barcelona preparing 50 million Euros to take van Persie had to settle for second place.

News like Ramos being loaned to Milan didn’t even stir a ripple.

To avoid the ubiquitous British reporters,

Huang Kaiwen and his party, joined by Ramos and Cassano, discreetly flew to Venezuela to cheer for Kaka.

The Brazilian Team’s performance was outstanding this year. After losing to Mexico in the opening match, the Brazilian Team quickly found their form, with Kaka and Robinho ranking first and second on the scorers’ table, respectively.

In the quarter-finals, Brazil thrashed Chile 6:1.

Arriving in Maracaibo, Venezuela, to wait for the final,

Huang Kaiwen was most struck by the ubiquitous girls standing by the roadside.

America stirs up trouble everywhere in the Americas; there isn’t a single country in South America that has been spared. Venezuela has had tense relations with America since 1999. Hosting the Copa America did not much improve Venezuela’s economy, but rather promoted certain industries.

For just a few dollars, you could enjoy the services of a local girl.

The omnipresent disposable packaging lent the whole city a scent of pheromones; one misstep, and you might step on a used rubber product.

Once at the hotel, Huang Kaiwen dared not go out, afraid he might step on someone’s progeny.

"This place really is... surprising."

Lily said with a surprised face.

"Rich girls naturally wouldn’t have seen such scenes. The place where I lived when I was small was a lot like this."

Cassano said in his not-so-fluent Spanish, "Back then, my buddies and I were always associated with gunfire, police cars, ambulances."

"At least you’ve moved away from that environment now."

Lily said.

"Yes, what surprises me is that I now find this environment completely foreign."

Cassano said.

"Then you should really cherish your current life, keep up your form, and make your professional career even more brilliant," Ramos advised.

Cassano said with a laugh, "The world owed me 17 years, I need to spend and enjoy it well."

"What you say may be true, but you should know, apart from football you have no other means of making a living."

Inzaghi advised, "If you want to maintain a decent life, you should train harder like me. The length of your professional career determines the quality of your life after retirement."

"Alright, alright, I got it, Uncle Filippo."

Cassano said in a funny voice.

Inzaghi flipped him off in annoyance.

Seeing Cassano ready to leave the restaurant, Inzaghi reminded, "Don’t go out on the streets at night, be careful of being robbed."

"I’m just going to sit in the hotel bar for a while, Uncle Filippo!"

Cassano said without looking back, waving his hand.

Inzaghi paused, feeling the gesture very familiar.

He turned to look at Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen looked utterly confused.

"What’s up, Filippo?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

"Nothing."

Inzaghi shook his head and said, "We came here to support Ricardo, and it’s been so hard even to see him."

"You have to understand, it’s an unavoidable situation." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Huang Kaiwen said, "These national teams are afraid of scandals, so they don’t let the players leave the hotel at will."

Several South American national teams have had group sex scandals.

In Venezuela, didn’t they act like rats who fell into a rice barrel?

The Brazilian Team has a record in this regard, so it’s no wonder the Brazil National Team restricts their leaving the hotel.

"Well then, since there’s not much entertainment, let’s play cards,"

Inzaghi suggested.

During the two-day wait for the final, Inzaghi once again wrote down an IOU to Huang Kaiwen.

July 15th.

On the day of the final, on the way to the stadium, the unyielding Inzaghi asked, "Kevin, did you cheat?"

"Of course not!"

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

"I don’t believe it, then how could you always win?"

Inzaghi asked.

"It might be because you’re too bad at cards, rookie!"

Cassano said.

Huang Kaiwen silently nodded.

Inzaghi was a guy who was not only bad but also loved to play.

The Yellow Ball King was afraid Inzaghi would lose even his underwear, so he intentionally went easy in a few games to allow Inzaghi to win quite a few rounds, thus maintaining the situation where Inzaghi only lost a little.

They arrived at the stadium and took their seats.

The Copa America final unfolded between the South American powerhouses of Brazil and Argentina.

The two South American powerhouses were always arch-rivals on the green field.

Even before the match started, the atmosphere was already tense, with some fans lighting fireworks in the stands.

Fortunately, Dida had already retired from the Brazil National Team; otherwise, he definitely would’ve been affected today.

As soon as the match started, both teams were set on attacking each other.

The Brazilian Team was obviously stronger than Argentina, and just by looking at the lineup, Huang Kaiwen felt Brazil could win.

Messi had not yet reached his peak, and this team’s tactics were also problematic.

In contrast, Brazil’s attack was more fluid, and within 4 minutes of starting, Baptista scored a goal to give Brazil the lead, Ayala inadvertently scored an own goal to further Brazil’s lead, and in the second half, Alves sealed the victory with a long shot.

Huang Kaiwen’s good brother Kaka may not have scored or assisted, but he attracted a lot of defensive attention from Argentina with his positioning, creating opportunities for his teammates.

Diego and Robinho stood in the center, lifting the Copa America trophy.

What a pity that these two talented players never fully realized their potential.

That evening, the restrictions on the Brazilian Team finally ended.

Huang Kaiwen and his group went to join the Brazilian Team at their hotel to celebrate; after the lady, Lily, and Kaka’s girlfriend Beatrice left early, the atmosphere got even hotter.

Cassano and Inzaghi integrated with the Brazilian Team very easily.

"They’re okay doing this, right?"

Kaka asked, worried.

"No problem, since it’s all inside the hotel, let them relax during their holiday,"

Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.

Ramos sat with the two, chiming in from time to time.

Before long, a drunken Inzaghi, with Cassano slung around his shoulder, returned to Huang Kaiwen’s side.

Speaking with slurred speech, Inzaghi said, "Real Madrid is planning to go to Asia for warm-up matches, right? Let’s all go vacation in Japan together. I’ve wanted to experience Japanese culture for a while!"