Chapter 2319 - 590: The Eighty Years’ War
Huang Kaiwen looked at his phone and found it amusing.
Before a big match, the coach can’t possibly reveal the starting lineup early.
There are too many undercover agents in the soccer world.
This means some player deliberately went to Bosque’s office to peek at his notes.
Huang Kaiwen couldn’t help but shake his head.
The soccer world is too competitive now.
Players wanting to transfer actually need to do so many things.
However, Spain’s starting lineup wasn’t different from what he imagined.
After all, with the European Cup played for so long, everyone knew who Bosque would use.
The only surprise for Huang Kaiwen was that they opted for a strikerless formation again.
That’s actually a good thing.
Otherwise, Torres’s speed is really hard to deal with.
Villa is even more outrageous; although not as fast as Torres, his shooting range exactly overlaps with Yellow Ball King’s, and he can shoot from anywhere in the front.
By comparison, Fabregas’s threat on the front line is much smaller.
Still early, and not hungry.
Huang Kaiwen chose to return to his room.
Since Lily isn’t here, she must be out with Buccellato and the others.
Huang Kaiwen took out his HP laptop to relax by playing games.
When choosing a laptop back then, Huang Kaiwen was really disgusted.
Although he wasn’t the type to always talk about patriotism.
But once you look at those manufacturers’ products, you can’t help but recall their demeanor.
These things do affect your shopping choices.
Even if American conscience is cheaper, buying it feels a bit gross.
Dell pretended to cut ties with China.
MSI would delete games on its own; it’s a boxing-specific laptop.
Huang Kaiwen didn’t like using Apple systems.
Little Stick and Yellow Ball King are somewhat incompatible.
Moreover, not all brands can be found in Europe.
Looking at it this way, only HP seemed suitable.
He opened "Heroes of Might and Magic 3" and started playing from the castle.
Archangel is expensive, but its overall capability is strong enough.
These days, game difficulty relies entirely on computer cheating.
You think you’re invincible, go up with A, and the hero will soon suggest that you feel uneasy, asking if you want to retreat, sending all your saved Archangels and cavalry in one wave.
So Huang Kaiwen always trains to a high level, fully equipped, plus plenty of top-level creatures before confronting the computer.
After conquering the Tower and the Rampart as subsidiary towns, Huang Kaiwen’s confidence increased.
When he was young, he didn’t like those oddly shaped creatures; he just liked these few places.
But in this generation, hell and the cemetery weren’t strong either, all becoming souls under the Archangel’s sword.
However, having many cities presents a problem: resources and defense can’t keep up.
The computer stirs trouble everywhere; if you don’t leave enough creatures for defense, cities soon belong to the computer.
After some struggle, Huang Kaiwen still couldn’t maintain the Tower.
But over on the Rampart, Unicorns were already out; save some resources, and you can directly get Green Dragons, then drag two types of level-seven creatures to seek revenge on the computer.
"Kevin, it’s dinner time."
Gattuso came over to remind him.
Reluctantly, Huang Kaiwen stood up.
He was already fully equipped, looking for a chance to catch the computer’s hero.
Arrived in the dining area.
All the players were already seated there.
Huang Kaiwen smiled and said: "Why wait for me to eat, do you want to toast me like Hawking?"
The Dutch didn’t understand what this meant.
But the players still laughed along.
Huang Kaiwen took a few bites of steak, feeling not very appetized.
He knew he was nervous.
Spain, ah.
The strongest national team in the universe.
The 3R Brazilian Team might have technical advantages, but tactics couldn’t compare.
Tomorrow is the final.
Up till now, Huang Kaiwen hasn’t decided what stance to take against Spain.
Inzaghi seemed to notice something and asked: "Are you nervous?"
"Impossible."
Huang Kaiwen responded with a smile.
At this point, he couldn’t admit it; otherwise, the players would become even more tense.
Huang Kaiwen said: "I just want to write an article to commemorate this summer."
"Did you think of something?"
Inzaghi asked curiously.
"Of course. Remember yesterday, that summer, when a breeze blew through, it seemed to overturn everything, leaving only loneliness and sediment..."
Huang Kaiwen said directly.
The coaching staff stared with wide eyes.
Huang Kaiwen’s translation skills are superb, able to achieve faithfulness, expressiveness, and elegance.
Without affecting the original meaning, he uses the most suitable way to translate, even considering the tone.
The entire table felt it was impressive, like Shakespeare.
Huang Kaiwen quietly wiped some sweat.
Luckily, they didn’t recognize Jin Sha’s JJ.
Old Guo was a player too; if he recognized him, he could probably play along with Inzaghi.
After dinner.
Huang Kaiwen took the whole team to the hotel bar.
Tonight, the Netherlands team booked the place.
On stage was Dutch jazz singer Wouter Hamer.
"I can’t see wht, I can’t see how..."
The freedom and looseness of jazz made the players in the bar feel relaxed.
A song "Useless Fraud" finished.
Wouter Hamer seemed to cramp up, suddenly transforming into the Latin Prince.
The players originally sitting below relaxing also got excited, rushing up to shake their heads and nod along, singing "GO GO GO, ALE ALE ALE..."
Huang Kaiwen went on stage, making them release their burdens even more.
Singing karaoke is also a form of relaxation.
Huang Kaiwen arranged today for the players to vent out.
Too many people talked to them about national and honor.
Coupled with the previous World Cup misstep.
Now the entire Netherlands team was taut.
Already a committee member of Milan, not inferior to the Netherlands team.
Huang Kaiwen arranged for the players to relax.
Placed on the Italy team, these old rogues have image burdens, knowing they’re not good at singing so don’t embarrass themselves.