Chapter 1069: 0344 How the Bad Guy Was Tempered (Request for Subscription)_2

“The main issue is that young Pato isn’t on the field; his impact in the Premier League is quite outstanding.”

“Abeloa threw in the ball on the side, wow, Mascherano comes up for a long pass, but it was too obvious; Alex headed it out of bounds—corner kick. Wait, not a corner? Benayoun got a touch on it, goal kick.”

Since it was an away game, Cech hurried to grab the ball at the sidelines.

Afraid that the ball boys would help Liverpool delay time.

He returned to the goal and positioned the ball, seeing Huang Kaiwen ahead signaling for it, Cech took a quick run and launched the ball into the offensive field.

Bang—

The ball soared from one penalty area, swiftly reaching the other half.

Neither team expected such an outrageous attack, but it unfolded before their eyes.

The ball crossed the midfield, still heading fiercely into Liverpool’s penalty area.

Carragher, promptly following Huang Kaiwen, turned towards the inside of the penalty area, extending his right foot as the ball descended.

Unfortunately, he misjudged the landing spot.

Huang Kaiwen dashed past him into the penalty area, the ball bounced towards the goal.

As the ball descended the second time, Huang Kaiwen quickly extended his right foot and lightly flicked the ball, controlling its bounce height.

With the ball bouncing up, Huang Kaiwen jumped in front of Reina and struck the underside with the inside of his right foot.

Reina quickly turned to look back, the ball smashed onto the crossbar.

Duang,

But he was already down, and Carragher scrambled back towards the goal.

The ball hit the crossbar again and bounced back to the small penalty area, Huang Kaiwen leaped and lightly hammered the ball from the left side of the small area, easily sending the ball into the undefended net.

Huang Kaiwen scored, extending his left hand to point towards the backfield, running all the way to embrace Cech.

“Huang Kaiwen!”

“Huang Kaiwen has scored!”

“This goal came so quickly and unexpectedly; both fans and players are a bit bewildered.”

“Hehe, Huang Kaiwen pointed, Cech sent the ball from the back, the first shot hit the crossbar, but Huang Kaiwen followed up with his own rebound and scored. According to FIFA regulations, the last passer before the goal is considered the assist maker, Cech earned an assist with Huang Kaiwen.”

“Huang Kaiwen also ran back to celebrate with Cech.”

[Andy Carroll] indeed.

“It’s over; Chelsea is overrun too, Huang Kaiwen is really impressive in character.”

“He’s amazing, running back to celebrate with Cech, look at Cech smiling like a fool.”

“I suspect his head was indeed kicked by Reading players.”

“Well, actually you can’t really say that; this guy switched three teams, and only one player ever bad-mouthed him, which is quite impressive. Think about Vieri or Ronaldo’s generation of stars; they often had conflicts with teammates.”

“Right, and lots of scandals; Huang Kaiwen has played for five years with hardly any major scandals, at most wanting to help Kaka deal with Brother Paralysis, and now Brother Paralysis has been reconciled.”

“It’s been a long time since hearing about Cousin; what’s he up to?”

“Didn’t they say Cousin was selling jerseys? He doesn’t know how to play football, and Barca has cold-shouldered him; probably he’ll return home when his contract ends. Scoring in a national derby is quite a feat.”

“That’s not right, I heard Udinese wants to acquire Cousin.”

“Whoa, is that true?”

“I don’t know, it was mentioned by Cousin’s agent.”

“Whoa, Cousin has an agent?”

“Of course, his agent is Guardiola’s brother.”

“Amazing, connected with the coach’s brother, indeed Huang Kaiwen’s cousin, family trait of networking.”

…

Inside Wellington Hospital’s ward,

Mourinho lay on the raised bed, watching the TV.

To ensure faster recovery, he kept his legs spread, avoiding touching his injury.

Watching Huang Kaiwen score, a smile appeared on Mourinho’s face.

His Jose Mourinho’s team tactics had achieved phased success; Luis Andre overly relied on Kevin, reducing his reputation.

During his hospitalization, his divination skills advanced significantly.

Today seemed odd.

Because he calculated that a player’s performance in this match would rival Huang Kaiwen’s.

Who could it be?

“Let’s switch positions.”

Returning, Kuyt proactively spoke with Benayoun.

On the frontline, he already sensed Chelsea’s defensive strength; more crucially, Benayoun couldn’t pressure Huang Kaiwen.

“But I don’t like playing central.”

Benayoun said.

He has been playing on the right side since debut.

He is a representative of homesickness.

At 15, he was the best player and top scorer in the Ajax youth team, but his homesickness was severe, causing him to abandon Ajax’s contract and return to Israel to play.

At that time, many in Israel criticized him for wasting a golden opportunity.

Later, Benayoun didn’t develop as well as his youth team teammates did.

“Forget it.”

Kuyt shook his head and said.

Forcing a winger to play centrally is indeed challenging.

He himself could play many positions, thus naturally assumed teammates could as well.

Clap—

Kuyt passed the ball horizontally, Gerrard immediately started the midfield organization just behind the arc.

The two wings widened the distance, allowing him more width to exploit.