Capítulo 10: 0010 I bet 30 million on Germany to win
Huang Kaiwen swung another kick into the air; the ball flew and struck just below the left post, then came back to him.
Then, another kick.
The middle of the left post, Duang.
After the ball returned, another kick, above the left post, Duang!
The next shot hit where the left post and the crossbar meet, just a bit higher in the dead spot, Duang!
The entire crowd was stunned. What kind of prodigious player was this?
Not to mention them, even the players and coaches watching the live debut through a television channel owned by Be were dumbfounded; some players couldn't help but run to their home gardens with a football to try it out.
But after hardly kicking it a few times, let alone hitting the exact spot intended without moving, they even struggled to control the rebound power of the ball, making it impossible to catch.
Then, as he moved from the left post to the crossbar, Huang Kaiwen, who was having a great day, suddenly felt a twinge in his toes—so painful.
However, as Milan's new pressing king, he was determined to finish what he started and quietly switched to his left foot, continuing from the middle of the crossbar to the right, Duang, further right, Duang, where the crossbar meets the post, Duang...until below the right post, after the ball bounced back.
He kicked the ball high into the sky.
Although the singing continued, this time he did shift his position a bit; when the ball flew up, due to the wind, even with unbeatable ball control, he could not ensure it would return exactly to the original spot—it could only land somewhere nearby.
Singing the AC Milan team song, Huang Kaiwen took a few steps back to adjust his position, then kicked another volley.
Attempting not to harm the fans while aiming the ball at the stands, he kicked with a technique that not even Juninho Pernambucano could replicate in a volley situation—Huang Kaiwen's shot.
Yet, with the addition of attributes from various top-tier soccer stars, Huang Kaiwen made it happen.
And he didn't just make it happen; he did it perfectly.
The stands are sloped, and with his kick, the ball ascended, reaching the height of the third tier before it began to fall, diving straight into the arms of a little fan.
The doll-like little girl, not expecting such a gift from the heavens, immediately hugged the soccer ball and screamed with excitement, causing the nearby fans who initially wanted to snatch the ball to refrain, seeing it was a child who got it.
San Siro erupted in cheers again.
"...Milan, Milan, my only devotion, Milan, Milan, forever for you," as Huang Kaiwen sang the final line for the twelfth time, the entire crowd went wild.
Milan fans uniformly chanted his name.
"Kevin!!!"
"Kevin!!!"
"Kevin!!!"
This debut event lasted an hour, and when it came time to showcase himself, Huang Kaiwen's performance left them immensely satisfied; it was certainly the most spectacular debut in the history of soccer, unmatched and likely unbeatable.
Having been a player himself, Ancelotti, after watching Huang Kaiwen's performance, felt his earlier predictions were too conservative. This season, he could achieve an unprecedented treble, then add a UEFA Super Cup next season to make it a quadruple, and possibly even secure a UEFA Champions League three-peat, replicating the early miracles of Real Madrid in the competition.
From then on, he would reach the pinnacle of his life, but regrettably, he could not marry a rich and beautiful woman anymore.
Merely fantasizing about standing at the Zurich Opera House several years in a row, receiving the trophy for Coach of the Year, made Ancelotti feel his heart might explode.
Who would have thought, in this era, a genius player would come knocking at their door?
Ancelotti even began to suspect he was God's most favored son.
When Huang Kaiwen handed the microphone back to the staff and walked toward the player's tunnel, the entire club's view of him changed.
In competitive sports, skill is of paramount importance.
If a prominent football club player has a bad temper, he might even be able to leverage the club president.
No one wanted to offend an evidently superstar player.
Facing Huang Kaiwen, their attitude was unbelievably good.
"Kevin, would you like to tour the club? You didn't report in before. Since you're a fan of Milan, I believe you would be interested in Milan's hall of fame."
"Sorry, I have plans with Barbara."
Hearing his words, the staff member felt it was so unfair.
Not only was the new player handsome and good at soccer, but he had also just joined and was already dating the boss's daughter.
Being humans, why was there such a great disparity?
"Right, I'm heading off to get a bank card soon, tell finance they'd better pay my salary today," he mentioned.
Huang Kaiwen reminded before he left.
Although spending Barbara's money was also pretty good, it forcefully tied him and Barbara together.
Besides, having his own money didn't stop him from spending a woman's money.
You can spend others' money, but you must have your own.
Under the watchful gaze of several workers, Huang Kaiwen got into Barbara's Mercedes.
He immediately heard the system alert.
[Ding, a flawless debut, the system will now upgrade to the "I Am the Soccer King System Deluxe Edition" estimated upgrade time: 168 hours]
Huang Kaiwen: ...
This seemed like that novel he once wrote, "My System Upgrades Infinitely."
He hadn't played a single official game yet and the system had upgraded twice already. Were there still Super Deluxe Version, PRO Version, PLUS Version, PRO MAX Version to come?
But whatever.
Even without the system, he was still quite happy now.
With no threat to his life, he wasn't scared of anything anymore.
"Darling, you were incredible, did you hear it? All the fans were mesmerized by you, you are literally the God of San Siro!" Barbara said excitedly, showing no intention of driving.
Huang Kaiwen saw she hadn't even buckled her seatbelt, leaned over to help her with it, and took the chance to cop a feel.
"Stop it, we're still at the stadium entrance."
Barbara cooed, "Where are we going?"
"Let's get the bank card done, so the club can pay me sooner."
"Okay."
Barbara obediently drove off.
Previously Huang Kaiwen had mentioned that sports cars were uncomfortable to sit in, so today she had switched to a sports sedan.
Since Barbara was a VIP, the banking was done swiftly. As the two came out of the bank, Barbara, seeing Huang Kaiwen looking at a nearby shop, initiated, "Because the European Cup is starting, they're all rushing to draw in bets from fans. Are you interested in this too?"
"It's okay."
Huang Kaiwen fudged a reply, his heart nearly leaped out of his chest when he saw Greece's odds at 1:77.
But the club's money hadn't reached his account yet, and he didn't want to discuss it with Barbara either.
"Alright then, let's head back."
"Hmm."
On the way back, Huang Kaiwen was distracted.
Because he saw a vast fortune right before his eyes.
This year's European Cup, Greece would miraculously win the championship.
Having created the Kaiserslautern miracle, Otto Rehhagel would lead Greece to a magical victory in the European Cup over the next month, marking the most unexpected championship in the history of the European Cup and elevating "Emperor Otto" to a god-like status in Greece, his power akin to that of an emperor.
If he, Huang Kaiwen, didn't get involved, he'd be doing himself a disservice.
After all, he was a fan of "Emperor Otto."
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