The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills

Chapter 546: Chapter 108: An Unexpected Surprise! Domain Skill: Reverser! Wang Shuo’s Golden Ball Ranking! Ferguson and Wenger Fight Over a Player

Ronaldo looked decent enough, but he still wore the classic combination of a black suit and a white shirt.

It was a safe choice, to be sure, but it also looked incredibly pedestrian.

After all, a single glance revealed that nearly everyone was dressed the same.

This left Alan somewhat disappointed.

The red carpet procession was mostly over. The only surprise for him hadn’t been the fashion, but the attendees.

Wenger and Ferguson, who hadn’t even been nominated for Best Coach, had both shown up!

The British media had previously reported that they wouldn’t be attending.

But contrary to all expectations, here they were.

This was, after all, the busiest part of the Premier League season.

’And they were willing to take time out of their schedules to be here?’

’Were they here to support their old friend Mourinho?’

’I never thought they were that close.’

Just as Alan’s interest began to wane, another chauffeured car pulled up to the edge of the red carpet.

An attendant immediately moved to open the door. A right foot emerged, its owner stepping out of the vehicle.

As someone who had navigated the fashion world for years, Alan’s eyes were immediately drawn to the pair of gleaming Oxford shoes.

’Now that’s quality!’

Alan could tell in an instant: they were absolutely high-end, custom-made pieces.

"And impeccably tasteful!"

As Alan’s gaze traveled upward, he saw Wang Shuo standing beside the car, a smile on his face.

Wang Shuo was greeted by a sea of flashing lights.

Wang Shuo was wearing a custom-tailored suit with a dark, striped pattern. Its exquisite, fluid cut draped naturally from his shoulders, perfectly conforming to the contours of his body. It not only accentuated his ramrod-straight posture but also outlined his lean, powerful physique.

The white shirt, paired with a dark brown tie and pocket square, created a subtle, harmonious accent.

The color combination projected a visual sense of stability, while the impeccable fit conveyed professionalism and authority. The striped pattern added a touch of elegant dynamism, balancing every element to perfection.

The quality of top-tier custom tailoring was obvious at a glance!

As Wang Shuo slowly approached, Alan caught sight of the fabric’s texture and recognized it in an instant. It was Zegna!

He then noticed the Rolex cufflinks at Wang Shuo’s wrists. They blended seamlessly with the rest of his attire, every detail working in concert to highlight his personal charm and taste.

’Best Dressed of the night!’

Alan shouted excitedly in his mind.

"Wang, a little closer, please! Over here, look at me."

Alan immediately and skillfully raised his camera. As Wang Shuo looked his way, he fired off a rapid burst of shots.

The other reporters on site weren’t like Alan; they couldn’t pick out so many details or identify the accessories Wang Shuo was wearing.

But that didn’t stop them from marveling.

They were particularly struck by the unique aura he projected, one completely different from anyone else who had walked the red carpet.

In fact, long after Wang Shuo had entered the venue and the next guest had taken his place on the red carpet, everyone was still buzzing about him.

Alan, meanwhile, was busy with his camera, flipping through the photos he had just captured.

He was especially pleased with several of them—the angle, the lighting, everything was perfect.

He made a decision. Later, he would export those shots, touch them up, and send them over to fashion magazines like Intelligent GQ and Vanity Fair. He was sure they’d get picked up.

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When Wang Shuo made his appearance inside the Zurich Opera House, the first person to approach him was Ronaldo.

The Portuguese star came right up to Wang Shuo, his first question being, "Where’d you get the suit?"

"Zegna."

"What brand are the cufflinks?"

"Rolex."

"And the shoes?"

"Custom-made in the UK. John Lobb."

Ronaldo said, "Oh," seemingly committing the names to memory.

He then started complaining to Wang Shuo about how unfair this year’s FIFA awards ceremony was.

Wang Shuo couldn’t agree more.

’He felt he should have at least made the Best XI, taking Villa’s spot.’

But that obviously wasn’t what Ronaldo was thinking.

"I think I should have at least been in the top three."

Hearing this, Wang Shuo scoffed inwardly.

’On what grounds?’

’On the strength of Real Madrid getting knocked out in the Champions League Round of 16 again?’

"You should be grateful," Wang Shuo said. "At least you’re taking a trophy home. I’m just here tonight to do you a favor."

Ronaldo immediately broke into a smile.

One person’s happiness is always built on the suffering of another.

Seeing Wang Shuo leave empty-handed, Ronaldo, who had at least made the Best XI, naturally felt much better.

To be honest, Wang Shuo hadn’t wanted to come in the first place.

But everyone around him, from Klopp to Thomas Essien to Shen Qinghe, had advised him to attend.

Wang Shuo had always been one to take good advice, so here he was.

As Klopp had said, since he was here, he might as well make people owe him a favor or two.

After leaving Ronaldo, he ran into Messi and did just that—made someone owe him.

"You’re the only reason I’m here, Rio. If anyone else had called, I wouldn’t have come for anything in the world!"

Messi, more earnest than Ronaldo, patted Wang Shuo’s arm in response, acknowledging the debt.

Unlike other guests, Messi and his group had actually arrived at the Zurich Opera House that afternoon.

All twelve nominees for the Golden Ball Award, FIFA Women’s World Player of the Year, Best Men’s Coach, and Best Women’s Coach had attended a press conference that afternoon.

The only one absent was Mourinho.

But it wasn’t as if the Portuguese firebrand had done it on purpose.

He had missed it due to a flight issue.

And so, he had arrived early for the evening’s event.

Just as Wang Shuo was about to find a seat, Arsenal’s manager, Wenger, suddenly appeared before him.