The Italian national team stayed in Vienna, Austria, and is within a 10-minute drive of the Ernst Hapel Stadium.

The morning sun shines through the thick glass, casting a blurred color in the room.

Open the window south and look at the famous river. The blue Danube quietly passes through the city of Vienna, just like the ancient city always filled with musical cells. Wherever the Danube flows through, it seems that he plays immortal songs on the pulse of the entire city.

A breeze blew, and it was light and refreshing. On the cloudy day outside, the dark clouds were pressing very low. Vienna, which had been hot for several days, was finally about to fill the thin raindrops. Before the rain had fallen, it seemed that it could breathe into the smell of the famous blue Danube waltz of John Strauss from the humid air...

The Italian national team internationals were concentrated in the hall, waiting for the arrival of the coaching staff. What everyone's eyes could not hide was the desire for victory.

Xiangnan rubbed his head and knew that he had not entered the starting lineup. At first, the unconcealed disappointment deep in his heart was like a cat's paws scratching his heart. However, the list could not be changed, and Donadoni did not find any reason to explain Xiangnan.\\\

However, now he has returned to calm, and the tenacity in Xiangnan's bones has made his nerves tense. He doesn't know if he will have a chance to play, but he must keep saying to himself--

As long as you have the slightest chance, you must seize it! You must never give up!!!

Donadoni's figure appeared at the elevator entrance. The head coach of the Italian national team looked at his players and nodded at Buffon, so the person did not speak and began to walk towards the hotel door. However, Xiangnan did not notice. Behind his anxiety, Donadoni's eyes hesitated on him for a moment, and then returned to normal. Heat is a famous place in the world, with countless flags flying, and everyone was yelling. The players' avatars swaying in the slightly rainy weather, like a puppet made of paper. It was just a little angry.

Seeing the players coming out, the fans were excited. The neat slogans and crazy applause played a symphony of farewell and the symphony of the Journey.

Xiangnan heard his name, and many fans of the earth held up their big No. 15 jerseys and kept flapping their arms, hoping to attract Xiangnan's attention.\\/\

Seeing Xiangnan Chao looking over, the fans became even more enthusiastic, with the noisy sounds and cheerful music.

Xiangnan noticed that some of the fans were probably international students or overseas Chinese from Vienna, Chinese, holding up the blue No. 15 jersey in their hands. Xiangnan's eyes were hot at this moment, and he knew that some of these people had never even seen the ball, or were not fans, but they came because of the identity of Xiangnan's Chinese, and their bloodliness, drifting in the heart of the heart...

Xiangnan's heart was excited, eager to play and to score goals, and felt more and more intense. He knew that today's Ern-ppel-tdn was not just his own fighting. In addition to his team and teammates, there was also a group of special supporters. The Ern-ppel-tdn stage was destined to be not a one-act play...

The team's bus slowly drove away from the hotel and headed towards Ernst Hapel Stadium. Along the way, the beautiful scenery of Vienna could no longer attract the attention of the south. He began to remain silent, the blood flow accelerated, and the enthusiasm for fighting was spreading...

The bus was very slow, and fans were chasing each other from time to time. They were getting closer and closer to Ernst Hapel Stadium. You can already see the spectacular appearance of this UEFA 5-star stadium from afar. The cheers and noises of fans are getting stronger and stronger.\\/\

Get closer to the battlefield!! On June 22, 2008, Ernt-ppel Stadium, Vienna, Austria (ernt-ppel-

After a few days of sultry, the sky in Vienna finally began to fall, covering this famous city that began in the Middle Ages in Europe in a piece of silver wire. A bright color was applied to the green grass of Ernst Haper Stadium.

Ernst Haper Stadium is a five-star stadium officially registered by UEFA. It is located in Prat, the largest tourist area in Vienna, next to the Danube River, with pleasant scenery.

In the 1994-95 season, the final of the UEFA Champions League Milan and Ajax was held here. This can also be said to be the most glorious mark of Ernst Hapel Stadium.\\\\

The Ernt-ppel-tdn Stadium in Vienna, which can accommodate 51,718 people, is full, with about 30,000 fans from the Iberian Peninsula, and fans from the Apennine Peninsula received less than 25,000 tickets.

The stadium has long been half blue ocean, half hot magma, the blue ocean is Italian sea blue, the fiery magma and Spain's hot red...

The atmosphere in the stadium can only be described as crazy. Everyone was roaring almost hysterically, cheering for their team.

The game is about to begin. Ernst Happel Stadium was first played on the big screen.

Spain (4-4-2):

Goalkeeper: 1-Casillas;

Defence line: 15-Ramos, 5-Puyor, 4-Machina, 11-Capdevila;

Midfielder: 6-Iniesta, 19-Sena, 8-Xavi, 21-Silva;

Forward: 7-Villa, 9-Torres

Italy (4-3-1-2):

Goalkeeper: 1-Buffon;

Defence line: 19-Zanbrotta, 2-Panucci, 4-Chierini, 3-Grossolosi, 13-Ambrosini/20-Perotta;

Forward: 18-Casano, 9-Tony

"Donadoni put Andre on the bench, and God knew whether his head was burned out.\\/\" Thomassi's dissatisfaction was already breaking out before the game began.

If Xiangnan has the most hardcore believers in this stadium, Mr. Thomassi will definitely include one, and another one is Thomassi's partner Justin.

"Except for Pirlo who was suspended and Aquilani replaced him and Perotta who returned, Donadoni used the same lineup as he defeated France."

With the referee's whistle, the focus battles in Italy and Spain kicked off.

Spain kicked off first. The bullfighters on the Iberian Peninsula used their skillful technical cooperation to skillfully poured five or six feet. The ball reached Iniesta's feet. After the Catalans took the ball a few steps, they found that they had no chance in the face of the Italians' iron-like defense line, so they had to choose to transfer the ball...

After the Spanish's first tentative attack, the scene entered a state of stalemate, and the bullfighters discovered that facing the Mediterranean Octopus, there was no place to attack...

This is a portrayal of the next game. The Spaniards tried their best to attack. The Italians' defensive philosophy in their bones made the Spaniards hate them, but they had no choice.

Xiangnan sat silently on the bench, and the thin raindrops hit the roof of the bench, making a rustling sound.

Since I learned that I was unable to start, Xiangnan's restless mood has calmed down. However, only Xiangnan himself knows that this suppressed hot heart of refrigerated ground will wait for the more intense moment of jumping!!

Spain performed more maturely and steadily than the Italians imagined. Faced with a long-term situation, under Xavi's command and dispatch, the entire offensive system was orderly and did not fall into the impetuous state that was unique to Spain before. Xavi is the actual leader of the Spanish midfielder. His position is relatively erratic and often switches with Iniesta. The cooperation between the two Barcelona players is tacit, which makes it difficult for Ambrosini, who is defending in the middle.

Silva's running position is also very smart and changes his position from time to time, which makes Perotta dare not let go of attack and devotes considerable energy to the defensive.

In fact, Perotta is not a suitable No. 9 and a half. Te does not have the skills like Baggio. He does not contribute enough to the team's mobilization and command on offense. Instead, he performs well in defense, but he doesn't know if this is Donadoni's tactical arrangement!!

In the 19th minute of the game, Xavi controlled the ball in the midfield and faced Ambrosini's defense. Barcelona's midfielder had several clean and beautiful coherent movements without any drag. He shook Ambrosini away, and then passed the ball across the side, and the ball reached Iniesta's feet.

Catalonia's favorite did not wait for the ball to stop, and directly rubbed the instep and made a half-high ball. The ball reached Silva's feet. Valencia's midfielder did not wait for the ball to land and passed it across the cross, and the ball reached the front point of the penalty area--

"It's dangerous!!!" Thomassi's terrified roar resounded throughout Ernst Hapel Stadium!!
Chapter completed!