第27章 黄凯文的抢点能力

"Feeling good today?"

As they ran back, Kaka asked Huang Kaiwen.

"Not bad, though my ball control is a bit off, not as precise as usual. I'll try to get into the box to shoot."

Huang Kaiwen put it rather tactfully.

The gist was that his touch was average today, but his shooting felt fine.

The main thing was that Trezeguet was an opportunistic striker, different from a poacher like Inzaghi, but not by much. His dribbling and passing were mediocre, but Trezeguet could fire powerful shots from all sorts of angles and possessed excellent heading ability—a bit like a Van Persie with weaker technique but stronger headers.

"Alright then, just try to coordinate with me on the right flank, and I'll look for chances to pass to you. Let's aim for your first Champions League goal," Kaka said, looking out for Huang Kaiwen.

Huang Kaiwen naturally had no objections.

Some netizens had already set up a personal fan forum for Huang Kaiwen.

Personal computers weren't that widespread yet, and internet access was considered a high-end expense, so the online environment was actually much better than it would be later on.

"Huang Kaiwen's form is off today, he hasn't been injured for so long."

"Get lost, that was just a coincidence before. Huang Kaiwen definitely isn't made of glass."

"Look at how close he and Kaka are. Both of them are handsome, and they're good at football. The world is truly unfair."

"Huang Kaiwen is even good at his studies. His teacher said in an interview that he sleeps in class every day, yet he still got into Beijing Institute of Technology. If he actually put in some effort, he could've made it to Tsinghua and Peking University."

"The scariest part is that he speaks several languages. Haven't you noticed? He communicates with his teammates very fluently. This guy wouldn't starve even if he quit football to become a translator."

"How much does a translator even make? Huang Kaiwen's contract is 2.5 million euros a year, that's 26 million yuan. You could translate the entire Yongle Encyclopedia and still not make that much."

"Holy crap, Kaka is so fast. Huang Kaiwen's speed is a bit slow today."

Milan found another opportunity to launch a counterattack, and Huang Kaiwen kept running hard on the right wing.

However, Trezeguet's speed was not even as fast as his original speed, which was similar to Carlos Kaiser's. After the [Experience Card] took effect, his speed had actually slowed down.

Trying to charge upfield alongside Kaka at this pace was still a bit slow.

One had to realize that Kaka's speed with the ball was faster than his speed without it, which was just absurd.

The Brazilian drove straight through the middle. Three Shakhtar Donetsk defensive midfielders took turns stepping up, only to be quickly bypassed by Kaka's dribbling. Kaka's breakthroughs didn't involve flashy moves; he simply used long strides and a high cadence, occasionally flicking the ball past a defender, completely crushing them with pure speed.

Running and watching from the right, Huang Kaiwen couldn't help but click his tongue.

Too brutal!

Compared to fancy footwork, Kaka's style of breakthrough was much more adrenaline-inducing.

In his past life, Huang Kaiwen had watched football for so many years and had never seen another player with Kaka's ability. Others might occasionally break through the middle once in a while, but Kaka had turned the most heavily guarded central area into a sieve!

Thwack.

Kaka played a through ball to Shevchenko. In his home country of Ukraine, Shevchenko was the top superstar, but with defenders on both sides, he had no choice but to pass it back.

After Kaka moved to the right side of the arc to receive the ball, he noticed that Huang Kaiwen had already run into the penalty area.

"Here!"

Kaka sent a fast, piercing through ball that tore through the opponent's defensive line.

He was still a bit worried about whether Huang Kaiwen could handle the ball in his current state.

But the protagonist of Huang Kaiwen's experience card today was Trezeguet, a man who had mastered the art of shooting to the extreme.

As the ball arrived, Huang Kaiwen stretched out his foot but failed to trap it cleanly; the ball hit his left foot and popped up over a meter into the air.

Before the defenders could react, Huang Kaiwen had already swung his left leg, striking the ball hard with his instep in a motion similar to a table tennis smash.

Shakhtar goalkeeper Jan Lastuvka didn't even have time to react before the ball grazed the right post and drilled into the net.

After the goal, Huang Kaiwen grabbed Kaka, and the two ran toward the away supporters' section together.

Even the Ukrainian female fans in the stands couldn't help but cheer for them. In a world that values looks, Milan's No. 22 and No. 10 were enough to conquer everything.

Ancelotti wiggled his bulky frame, clenching his fists and pumping them up and down.

He knew it. He just knew it.

As long as Kaiwen didn't get injured, he was one of Milan's most important weapons.

"Huang Kaiwen!!!!!!!!"

"In his first shot in the Champions League, Huang Kaiwen has scored his debut goal! Kaka's pass was fast, and even though he couldn't control it, he hit a world-class volley. This kind of shooting ability is among the very best in world football!"

"Since Huang Kaiwen joined AC Milan, their flanks have become much sharper."

Teammates came over to celebrate, and Huang Kaiwen waved his hand and said, "We aren't heading back to Milan until tomorrow. Let's find a restaurant tonight to celebrate, eat well, and drink well—it's on me!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately cheered "Long live Kaiwen!"

Whenever Huang Kaiwen was with the team, he would treat everyone to a meal at the slightest excuse.

Although this style wasn't very common in Europe, Huang Kaiwen's generosity made him very popular with everyone.

"Why didn't you mark your man?"

Srna asked his teammate with his hands on his hips.

Bargan, wearing the No. 2 jersey, said helplessly, "I had to watch out for Shevchenko and keep an eye on Kaka. How was I supposed to mark that No. 10 too? Damn it!"

"Alright, alright, everyone just be more careful."

Left-back Rat urged.

Today's match was indeed very difficult to play.

AC Milan had too many outstanding attacking players.

They had originally thought Kaka was the top superstar, but after their coach showed them the video of Huang Kaiwen charging onto the pitch before the match, they were all stunned.

Could they, a bunch of third-rate players playing in Ukraine, really defend against an attacking player of that caliber?

They were quite relieved not to see Huang Kaiwen dribbling much today, assuming he was in poor form. But that shot just now—how the hell could that be poor form?

They had no idea that the Huang Kaiwen in the video and the Huang Kaiwen of today had completely different technical characteristics; even if they wanted to target him, they couldn't.

Every match featured different technical traits—how the hell were they supposed to prepare for that?

After the restart, Shakhtar Donetsk continued to pass the ball back to organize, having deployed three defensive midfielders specifically to focus on counterattacks.

Right-back Srna was also an important part of the team. This Croatian full-back could attack and defend, and he was their most important means of attacking down the flank.

Every time they played a positional attack, they would give the ball to Srna and let him charge forward.

After playing for a while longer, the Shakhtar players found the match too difficult. Milan was committing more players to the attack today and fewer to defense, but their offense was so sharp, and combined with the top stars' excellent positional sense, they couldn't find any good counterattacking opportunities.

After Srna was dispossessed by Kaka on the right, he flew into a rage and tackled him to the ground, earning a yellow card.

Milan manager Ancelotti kept checking his watch.

The smile on his face grew wider and wider.

Thirty-five minutes in, and Huang Kaiwen hadn't been injured yet.

Could he, Ancelotti, truly be a holy warrior? It looked like he would have to visit the church again before the next match.