Chinese Team 4:0, Japanese and Chinese Prodigies Debut!

"What are they doing over there? It's so lively?"

"Who knows? Maybe they're holding a concert and showing off their talents?"

"Haha, showing off their talents? More like discussing the beauty of language, right?"

"Does anyone understand japanese? Can you translate what they're saying?"

The Japan Head Coach's roaring in the locker room could be heard even through two doors.

The national team players suddenly felt a little sorry for their counterparts from Japan. They were being chewed out far too viciously.

Takeshi Okada had always looked extremely strict in everyday life, and his behavior in the locker room now completely matched the national football players' stereotype of him.

But it made sense. If he lost this match, he would most likely have to pack up and leave. He might even become a sinner in the eyes of all Japan, condemned by fans across Japan and perhaps unable to remain in Japan's Football World at all.

With consequences that severe, it was no wonder he had flown into a rage.

"Alright, stop worrying about other people. Let's talk about our tactics for the second half!"

Zhu Guanghu did not pity his counterpart from Japan at all. If Japan team and Chinese team had switched places, he did not believe the other side would go easy on him or the Chinese team.

If he wanted his position to be more secure, he had to climb forward over the bodies of his peers.

Compared to an ordinary match, defeating Japan team—a team burdened by both old grudges and fresh hatred—would obviously please the home fans far more.

Given Chinese team's substantial lead, Zhu Guanghu planned to make substitutions early in the second half. That would let the starters and veterans come off to rest sooner, while also giving the substitutes a chance