I am Kaka

Kaka, who was the best player in the game, attended the post-match press conference, and the reporters immediately became excited.

The first one to be pointed out was the female reporter of "L'Equipe". She was not beautiful, but she was rough and pleasing to the eye. Even the reporters who were robbed of the opportunity to ask questions immediately forgave her.

"Kaka, hello, I'm Joanna from L'Equipe, can I ask what you mean by the action after you scored a free kick?"

"Which action?" Kaka asked knowingly.

"That's the one..." Joanna thought for a while and didn't know how to describe it, so she put down her notebook and learned Mourinho's expressions and movements, "That's it, you are mocking Mourinho Coach?"

Everyone except the Portuguese laughed.

It doesn't matter if you learn it or not, but Joanna made certain characteristics stand out because she raised her hands, so the men present laughed sincerely.

"No, not at all," Ka. Ka said with his eyes open. "As you can see, I'm applauding."

"But you don't look like you're celebrating."

"I remember everyone only got one chance to ask questions, didn't they?"

Then the second reporter who got the chance to ask a question turned his guns on Mourinho.

"Hello, Jose, why did you make such an action? Do you think the referee's penalty is unreasonable?"

"Obviously," Mourinho showed good self-cultivation. He didn't get angry because of the laughter just now, but the expression on his face couldn't be connected with happiness, and his tone was as cold as Antarctica. Han Bing, "Any professional referee would not make such a penalty. We will protest to UEFA in the future."

"So you think Kaka is diving?"

"I didn't say that, fair use of the rules is allowed, but I think a real man should fight like a fighter, not fall to win the sympathy of the referee."

The reporters were trembling with excitement, and immediately captured Kaka's reaction, only to find that he was still smiling, as if Mourinho was not talking about him.

The photographer seemed to have discovered something interesting, and turned the camera to Kaka's right hand.

A water-based pen kept spinning between Kaka's fingers, as if performing acrobatics, Lu De flew up.

Kaka is very interested in introducing them to the hidden skills of the flower planting students in the classroom, but the reporters are obviously more interested in his talk with Mourinho.

Ancelotti, who should have been one of the protagonists, was completely ignored, and the next question turned to Kaka.

"Kaka, do you have any response to Jose's words?"

"Mr. Mourinho is very wise. He knows how a professional referee should judge and how a real man should fight. Unfortunately, as a head coach, he doesn't know how to lead his team to fight. win."

Not only the reporters were crazy with excitement, but even the people in Milan looked at Kaka with admiration.

Is this guy so stupid?

Before Mourinho responded, a female reporter from Portugal couldn't sit still. I don't know if this guy is a fan of Mourinho or the Porto team.

Immediately retorted, "Sorry, Kaka, you have to know that sitting in front of you is a Portuguese league champion coach, he has also won the Portuguese Super Cup and the UEFA Cup, by no means 'do not know how to lead his own football Team to win' loser, he deserves enough respect."

"I also want to remind you, lady," Maldini, who had been watching the show, immediately replied, "Respect is mutual, sitting in front of you is the world champion, the Champions League champion, the Italian league champion and the UEFA Super Cup Champion, if you want other honors, I can lead you to visit AC Milan's room of honor."

The smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, the reporters are of course happy, but the UEFA people have to come out to control the field, and quickly come out to guide the topic, but seeing the gloomy Mourinho and Wanbi having fun Kaka, we all feel that it is almost done.

Kaka didn't expect that he would have a day of flirting with Mourinho. It was fun, but Ancelotti was like a boring gourd. He couldn't fart in front of the eloquent Mourinho. Poor review .

At the end of the press conference, the two parties broke up unhappy, and the beam was finally settled.

The new season of Serie A has already started, but because AC Milan is participating in the UEFA Super Cup, their match was postponed for one day. Milan rushed back to Italy on the day they won the championship to prepare for the first round of Serie A.

Apart from the European Super Cup, Milan spent the entire month of August in North America participating in warm-up matches and conducting business activities. This is the first time everyone has returned to Milanello after the end of last season. Immediately after the gym I noticed a difference.

There is even an extra table tennis table in the gym.

A group of people were having fun around this new toy, and the physical trainer next to him didn't expect it to be so popular, so he was considering whether to add a few more.

They were fighting against Gattuso and the Cavaliers. The two fought back and forth. Every time they successfully confronted each other, the people around shouted. Kaka thought it was exciting and intense, but when he took a closer look...

Nima, is this slow motion?

"Kaka?" Gattuso knocked Maldini back with a nonsensical spike, and suddenly he was full of pride. When he saw Kaka approaching, his eyes lit up immediately, "Come here, Uncle Rino You play."

"Are you trying to take revenge?" Inzaghi coaxed, "Haven't you been punished enough?"

"Don't talk nonsense, didn't you hear what the coach said? Table tennis can practice reaction ability and foot flexibility. I want to help Kaka train."

"You, want, teach, me, play, ping, pong, ball?"

"Of course, it's very simple." Gattuso didn't notice Kaka's weird eyes. "Both Andres have learned it. You are so smart, so it must be easy to learn."

Both Sheva and Pirlo are surnamed Andre, and they nodded with dignity after being named by Gattuso.

Sheva said: "That's right, Kaka, it's very simple, just hold the beat firmly and don't use too much force."

"Really?"

"real."

"But it looks so difficult."

"It's not difficult, let me demonstrate it to you?"

"No, I'll try it myself."

"Come on, let me teach you how to serve first," Gattuso bowed, "No, isn't your dominant hand your right hand? Then grab shots with your right hand."

"Using the right hand? What do you do when you cry?"

"What?"

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