At halftime, the China National Team entered the locker room with a 4–0 lead.
Yet the players did not look particularly pleased, because they had scored fewer goals than expected.
Ramos immediately handed Huang Kaiwen a towel and water bottle, while Kaka gave one to Paolo.
"Talk about unfair treatment."
Huang Libo grumbled, "Even Paolo gets the treatment Dad does."
"That's because you never went to Uncle Ricardo's house when you were little."
Huang Mosi snapped irritably.
Back in the locker room, the youngsters did not look especially excited.
Instead of giving a talk, Huang Kaiwen simply sat on the bench and replenished his energy.
That made the players somewhat nervous.
They would rather Huang Kaiwen say something than act like this.
"Say something, Kevin." Kaka smiled and urged him. "Otherwise, the players won't be at ease."
Huang Kaiwen nodded and rose to his feet.
The previously noisy locker room immediately fell silent.
"Today's opponent is rather special. I hope all of you can put in a good performance, but the course of this match has not been satisfactory. If you think this is all you're capable of, then I have nothing to say."
Only after sweeping his gaze over the entire locker room did Huang Kaiwen continue, "Show a better performance in the second half. Understood?"
"Understood!!!" "Good. Then get some rest and prepare for the second half."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
He had deliberately stayed silent today.
He had discussed plenty of similar matters during his past conversations with Sir Ferguson.
Sometimes, having a group of exceptionally talented players was not so easy to manage either.
You had to keep them in check from time to time.
Especially when all these kids were related to Huang the Ball King.
"I remember you were with Bellucci's daughter,