Chapter 2252 - 576: The Champion’s Prize
Kaka smiled and stood up, walking towards the stands together.
Playing or not isn’t important; what’s important is Huang Kaiwen once again became the world’s focus.
"Alessandro!"
"Alessandro!"
The fans cheered for Nesta.
This man preserved the last hope for Milan with his body.
Huang Kaiwen saw Paul Stone in the stands, he waved and smiled at the old fellow, surprised to see him here.
But Marazzo and the others probably didn’t make it to Allianz Arena.
He hopes the current situation can satisfy them.
"Time for the award ceremony."
Domenico Trento came by to remind him.
Huang Kaiwen immediately went into the tunnel with his teammates to change jerseys.
Once the Milan players were ready, they stood at the tunnel entrance.
Bayern players came out to receive their awards.
Sadness had disappeared from their faces, replaced by aspirations for tomorrow.
Life’s greatest joy is the ability to create everything you desire by yourself.
After a sad night, a fresh start awaits.
After receiving their awards, the Bayern players quickly exited the stage.
The atmosphere at Allianz Arena reached its climax today.
Even tears represent different feelings.
The aging Rossoneri didn’t expect to see Cesare Maldini on stage receiving an award one day.
Old Maldini wobbled towards the podium.
This was because of excitement, because of joy.
The entire Milan team slowed their steps.
This was a tribute to time and perseverance.
After Cesare finished receiving his medal, Huang Kaiwen stepped forward.
The cheers erupted again at Allianz Arena.
"Saint Kevin!!!"
"Saint Kevin!!!"
"Saint Kevin!!!"
In times of crisis, the true colors of a hero are revealed.
Turning the tide, supporting a crumbling structure.
No amount of eloquent language could express the Rossoneri’s gratitude and love for their captain.
They could only chant that name loudly.
Beckenbauer helped Huang Kaiwen put on the medal, then extended his right hand and said, "I don’t know when Bayern will have a chance again, perhaps only once you retire."
"You’re too kind."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
Platini patted Huang Kaiwen’s shoulder and said, "We’re all racking our brains now on how to make the Champions League more suspenseful."
Huang Kaiwen shrugged and walked directly off the stage.
Such matters are up to those money-grubbers at UEFA to consider.
They earn so much money, they should put in more thought.
It’s not like Yellow Ball King can suggest a policy to limit Milan himself.
He doesn’t receive a salary from UEFA.
One Milan player after another walked off the stage.
Messi looked down at the heavy medal around his neck.
In Catalonia, he had worked for years but was still unable to obtain it.
After transferring in the first season, he became a UEFA Champions League champion.
At this moment, he suddenly understood a truth—sometimes, choice is the most important thing!
"Leo, come here!"
Huang Kaiwen called with a smile.
Messi was positioned in the front row.
Gattuso laughed and wrapped an arm around Messi’s neck.
Injured Nesta found a spot on the edge, fearing those bastards might hurt him again.
He was considering retirement, but he hadn’t thought about ending up in a wheelchair.
Huang Kaiwen was about to go between Kaka and Ramos.
Cesare Maldini waved and called, "Kevin, come here."
"I’ve raised the cup many times." Huang Kaiwen waved off.
"You won’t trouble an old guy like me, will you? This trophy is heavy!"
Cesare waved his hand to beckon.
Huang Kaiwen moved to the front.
With the crowd’s countdown, he and Cesare lifted the Champions League Trophy together.
"Time rewards effort, years don’t deceive sweat, let’s congratulate AC Milan for winning the 2011-2012 season European Champions Cup."
"Huang Kaiwen won again, this season he and AC Milan took all the championships for every competition they participated in."
"Interestingly, in this AC Milan team, aside from those main players from the 2004-2005 season, many players have once lost to Huang Kaiwen. This also proves the saying circulated in European football: if you want the Champions League, go be Huang Kaiwen’s teammate!"
"Before today’s match, everything that happened to Huang Kaiwen on his way to the stadium will be continuously reported on. It’s believed this will add quite a bit to the match."
"Yes, and lately, the last three times AC Milan won the Champions League final, their goalkeepers all left because of various reasons, and soon there will be a legend of Milan goalkeeper curse."
Guardiola’s health has nearly recovered.
In about a month, he’ll be able to stand on the sidelines again.
But because he hasn’t been with the team much recently, he declined to come to Allianz Arena.
However, his family didn’t miss the occasion.
Maria is already a young lady, but she still pounces into Huang Kaiwen’s arms uninvited.
The boys though are more reserved.
Huang Kaiwen played around with his teammates’ kids for a while, then found Gagliani and asked, "Adriano, have they arranged for urine tests?"
"No, UEFA probably thinks your performance is quite normal."
Gagliani smiled and praised.
Huang Kaiwen shook his head somewhat disappointedly.
Damn.
These money-grubbers.
If there’s no urine test, how will Yellow Ball King improve himself?
Yellow Ball King’s urine was held in vain.
Huang Kaiwen headed to the sidelines directly towards the restroom.
Even though Inzaghi didn’t use the home dressing room’s restroom, Huang Kaiwen just wanted to try going to another restroom to see if he would encounter an ambush.
Unfortunately, nothing unexpected happened this time.
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Cesare Maldini called over Ramos, who was dancing the cradle dance on the sidelines.
Milan’s players are very outspoken.