"Yeah!!!"

  When the referee blew the final whistle, Gao Shen, who had been standing on the sidelines, suddenly leapt into the air, pumping his fists in celebration as if he had just knocked out an oppo in a boxing ring.

  The eadium, along with those watg on live broadcasts throughout Italy and the world, could feel the pent-up excitement and passion that had been brewing inside him.

  Just like the final score of tonight's game.

  5-0!!!

  Napoli had demolished Juventus at home!

  At this moment, Gao Shen stood alone.

  No one else could truly uand the depth of his feelings, the excitement bubbling within him. No one could fully grasp why he his outburst, this catharsis. Only Gao Shen himself khe immense pressure he had been carrying all this time.

  The pressure was eveer than what he had felt when managing Real Madrid.

  Back then, managing Real Madrid had been different. He had nothing to lose, nothing to worry about. He could throw himself into the job with abandon, with no fear of the sequences.

  But coag Napoli was different.

  Now he was the La Liga and Champions League double winner. He was no longer an unknown rookie; he had responsibilities, expectations, and burdens to carry.

  He was responsible for the €16 million transfer spend De Laurentiis had entrusted him with. He was responsible for the faith of the Napoli fans, the trust of the pyers who had e to o follow him, and the fidence of the assistant coaches standing behind him.

  He was no longer alone!

  There's a saying: "Once you have responsibilities, you know the weight of dignity; once you have success, you learn the fear of loss."

  That perfectly summed up Gao Shen's current situation.

  Yet this battle against Juventus was only his third official mat charge of Napoli. Still, he had carefully phis to be a pivotal showdown. Juventus wasn't just any team; they were Napoli's biggest rival in Serie B this season.

  And to make it even more important, it was a knoat the third round of the Coppa Italia.

  Sinapoli had beaten Ascoli in the previous round, Gao Shen had begun to sehe true strength of his team. Ascoli had been relegated from Serie A, and although they were not the stroeam, their strength wasn't insignifit.

  After that match, Gao Shen realized that Napoli could indeed pete with lower-tier Serie A teams.

  And against Juventus?

  Gao Shen knew he had the tools to aim for even more.

  And now, the results were in.

  With a 5-0 demolition of Juventus, Gao Shen had proven what Napoli could do under his guidance when they gave their all.

  Even more remarkable, Napoli had trolled the tempo of the entire game. In fact, Gao Shen had trolled it from the sidelines.

  This filled him with newfound fidend ambition.

  But after that emotional release, he also felt a strainess.

  He wao share his feelings, his pent-up excitement, but he couldn't. He couldn't share this with his assistants, not even with Lucas. He had to maintain the aura of leadership. He couldn't share it with the pyers, nor with people who wouldn't fully uand, like Sacchi or Valdano.

  The only person he could think of was Su Qing.

  Maybe it was because, growing up, he had never had many close friends.

  ...

  The San Paolo Stadium had transformed into a massive party.

  Iands, the Napoli fans were singing and dang, basking in the euphoria of the rout. As a newly-promoted Serie B side, Napoli had just crushed Juventus 5-0 at home. What better way to boost morale and fidence?

  Och, the pyers were just as ecstatic.

  Most of them were in their early twenties, still young and full of energy. There was petition among them, but it was healthy petition ho and without any scheming or backstabbing. At their age, they could still aowledge each other's strengths.

  As a result, the atmosphere in Napoli's dressing room was incredibly simple. Everyone had the same goal: to win. And there was only one leader: Gao Shen.

  At this moment, the pyers were celebrating wildly on the field, as if they had just won a championship.

  The live broadcast cameras shifted to the visiting team's bench, where Deschamps sat with his head bowed i.

  "In this match, from lineup sele to in-game tactics, Deschamps was pletely outpyed by Gao Shen," said one entator.

  "This is quite surprising because Deschamps is a seasoned manager, having led Monaco to the Champions League final. He has plenty of experience, yet tonight, it felt as though Gao Shen had him dang in the palm of his hand."

  "Of course, we must aowledge that this Juventus side is not the same as st year. After being relegated and selling over €80 million worth of talent, this is a much weaker Juventus."

  "From that perspective, this 5-0 defeat might actually be a good thing for Juventus. It could serve as a mueeded wake-up call for a team that has already been touted as Serie B champions."

  The cameras panned back to the home team's bench, capturing Gao Shen hugging his coag staff in celebration.

  "A's not fet to gratute Gao Shen and Napoli for this magnifit victory."

  "This season, Napoli has been pying some truly remarkable attag football, and tonight, they used a 5-0 victory to prove that they are more than just a newly-promoted Serie B team. They have the potential to earn promotion to Serie A."

  "What's truly impressive is the influence of Gao Shen. He has created a team with a unique identity: vibrant, aggressive, and full of energy. Napoli pys with a level of iy that is rarely seen in Italian football."

  "I am eager to see if Gao Shen truly lead Napoli to the Serie B title, as he promised."

  "With Juventus now out of the Coppa Italia, Napoli's challenge will be fag one of the top eight Serie A teams. These will be oppos even strohan Juventus."

  "Napoli is still young, but they have already amazed us. I hope they tihis momentum, i some fresh energy into Italian football, and deliver more exg matches for the fans."

  ...

  Up in the chairman's stand, Secco was in shock.

  Upsets are on in knoatches. That much he knew.

  But nobody had predicted this. No one expected Napoli to destroy Juventus 5-0.

  Even when Juventus were down 0-2 at halftime, few believed it could end like this.

  But now, here they were.

  Secco wasn't just shocked he was scared. Because he knew what was i.

  After this match, the furious Juventus fans would be looking for someoo bme. And that someone would be him.

  The reason was simple: Gao Shen should have been Juventus' manager.

  It was Secco who had let Gao Shen slip away to Napoli.

  Deschamps was another part of the equation, but given the circumstances of Juventus' relegation, fans had been uanding. They saw Deschamps as a coach who had stepped up when Juventus needed someohe most.

  But Gao Shen... let's just say that was on Secco.

  Seco could already picture the fans' rage. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to front Gao Shen and ask: "What have I ever doo you for you to humiliate me like this?"

  "Ha, Alessio, I want to thank you on behalf of all Napoli fans!" De Laurentiis teased, clearly enjoying himself. "I could tell right from the start that Gao Shen and Napoli were a perfect fit."

  Marino joined in, ughing. "If Gao Shen had goo Juventus, it would have been a disaster for us. We wouldn't have had the joy of tonight's victory!"

  Secco shot the two men a look of disgust.

  He had had enough of this vulgarity.

  Wasn't it just a... a... five-nil victory?

  It's not like other teams haven't won by five goals before...

  With one final, hateful gre at De Laurentiis and Marino, Seco stormed off.

  "Leaving so soon, Alessio? Stay for dinner!" De Laurentiis called after him mogly.

  "Take care on your way out! Don't trip!" Marino added with a grin.

  Seco didn't bother to respond.

  As he disappeared into the stadium's exit, De Laurentiis and Marino exged gnces and ughed.

  "Thank God we made the right call when we hired Gao Shen. Look at the results now, and look at the pyers he's brought in. Oh my God, how is he so young but so sharp?" De Laurentiis marveled.

  This current squad of pyers in Napoli ead every one erf beyond expectations.

  Even Pelle, who had been underwhelming in previous years, had been transformed under Gao Shen's ma.

  "It's not the pyers who are the problem," De Laurentiis chuckled. "It's that their previous coaches didn't know how to use them!"

  And that applied to the whole squad. Every pyer was thriving.

  "We all thought we were in trouble when Paolo avaro was suspended," Marino said. "But who could have predicted this oute?"

  All those naysayers and pundits who doubted Napoli before the match they must be feeling embarrassed right now.

  Naples hadn't had a victory this moal in years.

  And to think it had e against a northern giant like Juventus? The whole city of Naples would be celebrating for days.

  "I've really hit the jackpot this time!" De Laurentiis said, grinning from ear to ear.