National Glory: The Strongest Family

"Paolo, congratulations!"

At the Zurich Opera House, the professor smiled as he announced the name.

Huang Paolo was completely stunned.

He truly had not expected to win the Ballon d'Or based on his performances in a tournament year.

"Hey, get up and accept your award!"

Borromeo nudged Paolo with his elbow.

He was delighted that his younger brother had won, though he could not help feeling a little envious.

Before this, he had thought winning the Ballon d'Or would not be all that difficult.

But now that he looked at things, the competition over the next few years would be incredibly fierce.

Aside from his younger brother, who had completely exploded onto the scene, Huang Mosi would be promoted to the first team after the winter break. Next year, Huang Libo and Huang Kado would become teammates as well.

And Raul Ripoll, who had already played in the Toulon Tournament, might come too.

The future Milan would practically be hell mode.

He could not help sighing. It would not be easy for him to win an award in the future.

Borromeo was not afraid of outside competition. The players outside were all ordinary.

But he was genuinely terrified of the competition within Milan.

For discipline, there was George, that monster who got up at four every day.

For talent, there was Huang Mosi, hailed as the young player closest to Huang Kaiwen, as well as his own breakout-star younger brother.

The other players would not be easy to surpass either.

Borromeo even suspected that if his father had faced opponents like these in his youth, he would have had to sit on the bench.

Ah, times really had changed.

After Huang Paolo stood up, Kaka immediately hugged him and said, "Congratulations, Paolo. You finally won the Ballon d'Or."

"Thank you,