[Football] The Amazing Little Mao's Transmigration

Francesco Viali, born September 1, 2003, a midfielder for AC Milan. On September 1, 2025, he stepped on a pineapple pizza and transmigrated back to Milan on the day he was born. Rui Costa picked him up. On the training ground, little Ciesco confidently rolled up his sleeves and declared that he would lead Milan to glory once again. Maldini was speechless. “We just won the Champions League last season. We're already doing great.” Seedorf shook his head. “With the skills you just showed us, you'd be lucky to make the bench.” Pirlo was doubtful. “You were the heart of our midfield in 2025? Is that how... modest the demands on midfielders are in the future?” Little Ciesco scratched his head. “Ha, haha... Well, future tactics are more diverse... Ahem, yeah, it's a bit awkward.” Little Ciesco was incredibly attentive to Gattuso, and everyone was confused. He explained, “He's the coach of my national team. I depend on him for my livelihood, so I have to make him like me.” His teammates were stunned. “Rino's that good?” Gattuso himself looked bewildered. “Me? Coaching the national team?” Little Ciesco nodded hard. “Coach, you're so responsible! We missed two World Cups in a row, and now we're barely hanging on in the qualifiers. In our hour of need, he resolutely stepped up and shouldered this responsibility...” The Italian players: “Wait, what do you mean we missed two World Cups?” [A silly little story for relaxing, with comedy at its heart. I'll update when I get an idea.] Theme: Keep practicing football in every timeline