Sannetti turned to look at the ball.
A second later.
The Inter Milan captain's eyes widened.
The ball actually leapt over Cesar's hands, hit the inside of the post, and then bounced into the goal.
"Kevin!!!!!!!"
"My God!!!!"
In the live broadcast room, Crudeli clutched his head, screaming and shouting.
"My God, Kevin, Kevin Goal!!!"
"Kevin has scored from an acute angle on the left, unlike Basten or Carlos, Djokaf or Elber, their acute angles are nothing compared to Kevin's goal."
"Watching Kevin play, my common sense is shattered time and again, probably only the sky is the limit for Kevin. But even if one day Kevin could fly to the sky, I wouldn't be surprised, he himself is a miracle!"
Toni squatted in front of Huang Kaiwen.
Without waiting for Huang Kaiwen to explain, he put Huang Kaiwen's legs on his shoulders, stood up, and dashed toward the south stand.
The entire AC Milan team followed and ran over to celebrate.
"Kevin!"
"Kevin!"
"Kevin!"
