Chapter 2291 - 584: Bloodstained Brick

Chapter 2291: Chapter 584: Bloodstained Brick

"What I hum in my mouth is ’yo ah yo ah yo’, what brings me joy in my heart is ’lang ge li ge lang...’"

Huang Kaiwen hummed with his hands in his pockets.

Even if he’s been through a lot, managing to lead this doomed-to-exit Netherlands team to the top of the group, Huang Kaiwen still felt a bit proud.

This sense of achievement is way stronger than playing Football Manager.

It’s impossible to describe this kind of satisfaction.

This feeling is more exciting than having a dream pet with 22 skill points in a game or enhancing a weapon to +20 in DNF.

No wonder Sir Ferguson is reluctant to retire.

The professor refuses to give up on Arsenal despite the bad media environment.

This is simply a super cultivation game.

A single success earns the worship of the entire world, a sense of accomplishment that far surpasses showing off in online games.

"Get up for warm-up."

Huang Kaiwen called all players again.

Even substitute goalkeeper Krul had no complaints, even though he knew he wouldn’t get the chance to play.

That’s the benefit of strong personal prestige.

If it was Van Marwijk, he never dared to make everyone warm-up together.

Just warming up without getting to play, the players would cause trouble.

Huang Kaiwen didn’t return directly to the technical area but kept raising his arms towards the stands instead.

The fans were rallied by his call, and their cheers grew louder.

Huang Kaiwen felt a bit dizzy watching it.

There are so many bright areas exposed, wouldn’t it be a pity not to do cupping therapy?

As the match progressed, the Portuguese couldn’t sit still anymore.

Quaresma, Almeida, and Oliveira, three offensive players, started warming up on the sidelines.

Huang Kaiwen looked at the timer displaying 81:00.

Isn’t it a bit late for Bento to think about substitutions now?

He beckoned to Luke De Jong and said, "Get ready to go on, Luke."

De Jong immediately widened his eyes, but he only froze for a second before rushing to the sidelines for a warm-up.

The young 22-year-old forward didn’t expect that he still had a chance to play.

Seeing Luke De Jong being so enthusiastic, Huang Kaiwen nodded satisfied.

No wonder Sir Ferguson liked to use young players; they have fewer messy thoughts, and they just get on with the job.

Today, van Persie isn’t getting a chance, let him wait it out for a bit.

No wonder club coaching is difficult.

Besides tactics, one must also consider teaching according to the players’ characters.

Huang Kaiwen admired those who could coach for over 20 years; he reckoned he’d get tired of it in less than ten seasons.

"What do I need to do on the field, coach?"

Luke De Jong asked excitedly.

Despite sharing the surname De Jong with Nigel De Jong, he is a standard Caucasian, with some Nordic features.

"Don’t worry about them, let them cross, and you and Klaas-Jan bomb Portugal’s penalty box with headers."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

His cautiousness towards Portugal didn’t show to the players at this moment.

Infected by Huang Kaiwen’s enthusiasm, De Jong also flashed a smile and nodded.

However, at this moment, Veroso charged down the middle with the ball and swiftly made a through pass, and Ronaldo surged past Heitinga, receiving the ball and scoring with one fluid motion.

Finally, cheers erupted from the Portuguese fans.

"Am I still going on, coach?"

Luke De Jong asked.

"No worries, go on the field."

Huang Kaiwen replied.

Originally, he intended to sub out a midfielder, swapping De Jong for De Jong, letting that meat grinder rest for a while.

But now it looks like he needs to sub in an offensive player.

Huang Kaiwen sent Luke De Jong to the sideline, immediately shouting to those on the field, "Defense, counting injury time, it’s just 7 or 8 minutes, damn it, hold onto the top spot in the group!!!"

If Germany hadn’t drawn.

Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t have thought this way.

But if Germany has drawn, getting out as group leader would be fantastic.

Unexpectedly, they would likely meet the Greek team.

Second in the group would be terrible, as they’d face either Spain or England.

De Jong went on to replace Robben.

Robben walked straight to Huang Kaiwen, took a water bottle from Cocu, rinsed his mouth, and asked, "How did I play today?"

"Not bad, but you can do better. In the next match, regardless of the opponent, we will attack aggressively. I hope you’ll score at least two goals."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

Robben nodded firmly along with him.

This is Kevin, a man full of pride.

"Portugal also made substitutions, changing three players at once, it’s do or die."

"No choice, it’s a life-and-death battle now, if Portugal can’t win, it’s dangerous for them."

"The Netherlands team clearly aims for a draw, if it’s a draw, and Germany draws, they are first. Even if Germany wins, coming second in the group they can still advance."

"Quaresma is quite active on the field, it’s as if he’s a different player for the club and the national team."

"Yes, Huang Kaiwen has the most amazing outside-foot skills in football now. Apart from Huang Kaiwen, it’s Quaresma, but they can’t compare in terms of decisive impact in matches."

[Hawking] indeed.

"If Huang Kaiwen could play, today Portugal would be crying going back."

"No kidding, Huang Kaiwen could score four goals in just 7 minutes."

"The national team doesn’t have as much cohesion as a club, making it harder to defend against this guy. I suspect if he could truly play, scoring a goal a minute isn’t an exaggeration."

"Ronaldo didn’t play so well today."

"Not well? Didn’t you see how Boulahrouz and Kuyt were defending him? I noticed Kuyt always had his hands on Ronaldo; if it was a man touching me, I couldn’t stand it so long."