After Hijacking the World Championship, I Took It Easy

"Saint Kevin!"

"Saint Kevin!"

"Saint Kevin!"

Maracana Stadium, a place of sorrow for Brazilians.

This time, they finally got their wish.

Though it was not the Brazil National Team standing at the summit, Huang Kaiwen could still be considered a representative of Brazilian football. At least they had some sense of involvement.

Hoisted on the players' shoulders, Huang Kaiwen raised both arms high, radiating passion.

"We rarely see Huang Kaiwen this excited. After all, he has won the World Cup. It could be said that Huang Kaiwen single-handedly changed the outcome of this World Cup, taking Italy from being unfavored to world champions once again."

"Yes. Cassano, whose birthday was only four days ago, scored a Roberto Baggio-style goal. The young man known as the new Roberto Baggio had finally caught up to the person he once was. I believe Roberto Baggio would feel a hint of comfort seeing that goal."

"Hehe, according to United Kingdom media reports, Huang Kaiwen celebrated the birthdays of three players during the World Cup. I'm really curious—how could he remember everyone's birthday? Hehe?"

"That is why Huang Kaiwen's success comes not only from talent, but also from hard work. There is no one in the football world who dislikes him. He has friends everywhere he goes, which is why he can succeed wherever he is. Huang Kaiwen's approach offers us some inspiration as well. In life, you need to make more friends."

Seeing the players rush over the advertising boards, Huang Kaiwen merely stood atop one and pumped his fist.

He had no desire to be sent flying into the stands by the players again.

As joyful as the Italians were, the Germans were equally miserable.

One step away, within reach... behind those words lay endless cruelty.

Even after being pulled up by their