On June 22, 2008, at the Vienna Ernst-Happel Stadium, 22 innocent men were performing the most passionate sports. Even the heavy rain in Vienna could not extinguish the flames of fighting in people's hearts.

"San Diego!!! Stop him!!!" Puyol was commanding the team's last defense line. The Barcelona captain stared coldly at the black hair moving forward at high speed, and signaled Cazola to step forward to stop Xiangnan.

Cazorla rushed forward and crossed the southward road.

The heavy rain caused trouble to the turf of Ernst Happel Stadium. The field became slippery and a sudden change of direction towards the south. When his feet slipped, he almost fell down. He tried his best to control the ball. Facing Cazzola's pressing, he swung his left foot and then pushed the arch of his foot. The ball reached Piero's feet. Then, he began to accelerate towards the south. Cazzola, who was not too late to turn around, was left behind far behind.

Piero did not hesitate at all, controlled the ball with his left foot. Before Senna grabbed it, his feet changed, rubbed his right foot gently, and the ball returned to Xiangnan's feet.

Beautiful 2 over 1!!

The rain seemed to slow down a little, with wet black hair, a bit messy feeling, fearless eyes, high head, and stride forward!!

The floodlight shone a resolute reflection on his face towards the south. At this moment, Ares, the god of war in the Temple of Athens, came to Ernst-Happel Stadium!!

"Stop him!! Stop him!!" Puyol yelled. Ramos yelled and came up!!

"Andre!! Stop it for me!" The Real Madrid defender imagined himself as an angel in the two wings!!!

"I want to score a goal! I want to score a goal! Everything is not over yet! This is my stage!!!" Xiangnan felt a wild voice shouting in his heart, and it was such a hot factor, jumping wildly!!

The speed of the south did not slow down. The castration did not decrease. Facing Ramos, he used his left foot to block the ball. Just as Ramos had just reacted and turned his heel and pulled it with his left foot arch. He switched to his right foot, poked his toes, and the ball slid past Ramos.

He pushed the ground with his right foot and began to accelerate even more crazily.

Ramos only felt a blue light flashing in front of his eyes, and even felt the airflow compressing on his cheeks...

Puyol did not expect Ramos to be broken through like this. The Barcelona captain knew about Real Madrid's defender's strength.

Puyol yelled and rushed up without any hesitation, signaling Marchena on the other side to carefully move forward with a gesture. Barcelona's captain would never allow it.\\/\The loss of the ball just now happened again!!

Puyol raised his head. When he met Xiangnan's high-spirited eyes, the Barcelona captain's eyes also became hot. He stepped forward and quickly stuck his position, trying to block Xiangnan outside the penalty area...

The second confrontation between Tonan and Puyordi?!!!

The reporters in the press booth were excited. In the first confrontation, Xiangnan won the victory, which directly led to Spain's conceding goal. Now, Xiangnan and Puyol fought again. This made the uncrowned king in the press booth as excited as Columbus discovered the new world. The flashing flashes diluted the slightly cool feeling of Ernst-Happel Stadium...

Puyol's eyes were hot and his expression was serious. He decided not to allow the guy in front of him to succeed again!!

The feet changed rapidly to the south, constantly piping around, looking for gaps in the attack...

Puyol's position is very good, which makes Xiangnan feel uncomfortable.

The rain entered his eyes and Xiangnan shook his hair sharply.

Moving south!!

Suddenly an acceleration;

Change direction;

Emergency stop;

Accelerate again;

Change direction;

Puyol kept changing his steps, and the slippery grass made his pace stagger a little. At this moment, Puyol even admired the opponent in front of him a little. In the slippery field, he could actually make continuous changes in direction and emergency stops.

At this moment, Xiangnan's left foot arched, the ball reached the right foot, and then rubbed the instep of the right foot. The ball slipped over Puyor's left wing, and rushed to the ground to the south and began to accelerate...

Puyol was shocked and subconsciously had to pull it ---

You must never let this kid go!

The jersey, which had been couched by the rain and sweat, was so slippery that Puyor felt like a slippery loach to the south, and the jersey slid through his hands---

However, Xiangnan's series of actions, sudden stops, changes directions, accelerations, and breakthroughs, had already lost some force. The jersey was in Puyor's area, even with a slight force, it was so obvious on the slippery grass. Xiangnan staggered and leaned backwards...

"Andre!! Don't give up, this is your battle, you want to fight!!"

There seems to be a voice in my heart --

"Andre, you're going to fight until the last second!!!"

Fight ng!!!

No!! I want to score a goal!!

A sudden roar!!!

Go in!!

A strange force, his waist and abdomen were tight, and he suddenly soared southward, falling heavily, and the lit shoe nails slid towards the ball-

This is the power of men!!

The shoe nails and the black and white elves collided, sending out golden sparks. They were so gorgeous in the rain at Ernst-Happel Stadium---

Football can be as gorgeous as summer flowers!

Xiangnan remembered the words that Uncle Alexander said at the moment when he landed on the turf of Ernst-Happel Stadium. He had never doubted this sentence... After the ball was hit, it suddenly jumped up like a fierce club.\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\

The ball seems to have an irresistible momentum---

At this moment, Saint Cassi of Real Madrid did not even react. The ball rubbed Casillas' right ankle, pressed against the post, and rolled into the net. It made endless waves!!!

Xiangnan lay in the turf of Ernst-Happel Stadium, watching the ball roll into the net, gasping for breath, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. The discomfort from the bottom of his heart surged into his heart--

Finally in, it's over!!

Toward the south, the roar of Mr. Tomasi sounded. The rain flowed down the corner of his mouth into the mouth of the south. Are the salty and blue Danube tears?!!!!!!re!!! Great goal!! Italy has no tears!! No tears!! 2012!! Our hope is resurrected at this moment!! We have no tears!!” Thomasi's sad voice hovered over Ernst-Happel Stadium. However, anyone could hear the salty smell of half the Mediterranean sea in the voice of the old man...

The time for stoppage time has come. When Italy's offense, the referee kept looking at the watch, but one did not stop the game, because the Italian offense was at the feet of this black-haired big boy, and it never stopped, always---

Go forward. Go towards Spain's penalty area!!

The goal is valid!!

The Italian narrowed the score gap to 1 goal!!

but---

Doudou!!!

The whistle cut through the sky!!!

The referee blew the whistle to the end of the game.\\\\\ Ernst-Happel field battle is over!!!

Lying south on the turf of Ernst Happer Field, lying on the turf of the rain-floating Ernst Happer Field.

The rain water is poured down and falls into the tips of the hair to the south, in the eyes, and in the body.

He was gasping heavily.

"it's over?!!"

On a rainy night in Vienna, under the floodlights of Ernst-Happel Stadium, it looks increasingly blurred...

Spanish players are already celebrating wildly, celebrating with mercy!!

In Ernst Happel Stadium, the Italian internationals were lying down and doing, letting the rain slide down their cheeks.

Tears mixed with rain, this moment is the theme of sadness!!

Xiangnan felt a hand, reached in front of him, patted his shoulder, it was Tony.

"Luka, I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my promise, we failed."

Tony patted Xiangnan on the shoulder, "Andre, you have done better, stand up and hold your head high, you have done better than me!!"

Tony will pull up south; two people, Italy's current main center, one is Italy's future talented striker, just like that, standing on the rainy night at the Vienna Ernst-Happel Stadium, quietly looking not far away---

The Spanish Carnival continues!!

Tears mixed with rain fell into the corner of the mouth facing south, and the salty smell was bitter...

Donadoni and the Italian national team coaching staff also walked into Ernst Hapel Stadium and pulled up their disciples one by one.

Casano cried very fiercely, and tears flowed out from the corners of the boy Barry's eyes just like the last European Cup;

Del Piero silently pulled Casano up and comforted him whispered, but no one doubted that the pain in the Zebra Prince would be much smaller than that in Casano--

Casano is the future of Italy, Piero is the past of Italy, and the European Cup road of the Zebra Prince's career has ended.\\/\

This is the moment of farewell, Camoranesi, Zambrota, Panucci Luca Tony...

This will be their last European Cup!! Italian fans at Ernst Happel Stadium continue to use their singing to inspire their Roman fighters, with a sad smell in their voices mixed with crying...

Ernst Happel Stadium. Now, half is heaven and half is hell!

Fabregas was wearing a Spanish flag and ran all over the field. Wherever he went, the biggest cheers on the Iberian Peninsula!!

Buffon, the captain of Italy's field, and together with the coach, organized all the players and came to the Apennine stands at Ernst-Happel Stadium, and thanked them like fans from afar.

There was a thunderous applause sounding in the stands. The bitter tears in the applause are always so unbearable!!

The TV camera captured a banner that had just been raised in the stands--

"Andre, thank you! Please don't cry!!!"

The banner is very hasty, obviously just written and hung up.

"Andre, you did it. Play well, you won the hearts of the fans. Do it well." Donadoni walked over and patted Xiangnan's shoulder, with a bitter and relieved smell in his words.
To be continued...