The Soccer City stadium burst open again, half boiling, one side silent.

The Dutch fans were shouting and roaring wildly, while the Spanish fans were wide-eyed, dumbfounded and full of disbelief.

From a two-goal lead to now being chased by two goals in a row, the situation has changed so quickly that people are caught off guard.

If the first half was a carnival for the Spanish fans, then at this moment, the whole stadium is still boiling, but the joy has changed owners, and this is the time for laughter for the Dutch.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ 2:2！ The score was equalized! Peter Pan Robben scored a beautiful goal, and the Dutch team is no longer at the bottom of the scoreline! ”

"From a two-goal deficit to a draw, the Dutch team launched a Jedi counterattack in the second half! The suspense of the game is back completely! ”

"If the first half belonged to Spain, then the period from the beginning of the second half to the present undoubtedly belongs to the Dutch team!"

"Okay, now the scores of the two sides are back to the same running line, who wins and who loses, who will step on the opponent's body to the throne, this is the most exciting suspense! Let's look forward to the following competitions......"

Arjen Robben's goal gave the Netherlands their second goal of the game and the score was also drawn. This sudden turn of events caused all the Spanish fans to fall into a panic.

"Oh my God, the Netherlands have scored again!"

"Spain's advantage is gone! Brother Zhuang, they're in big trouble! ”

"I have a bad premonition, will Brother Zhuang and them be reversed by their opponents to win?"

The juniors exchanged words into the ears of the old lady, and she couldn't help but have a worried look on her face, she didn't understand football, but she knew that this game, and that trophy, was what her grandson desperately wanted, as long as it was what her grandson wanted, she would definitely support it.

"Patriotic, patriotic, what the hell is going on? Tell me, can't Zhuang'er get that trophy? The old lady looked at her son nervously, holding Lin Aiguo's hand while muttering as if comforting herself, "If you can't get the trophy, Zhuang'er will be disappointed." Otherwise, let's spend our own money to make one, and then give it to Zhuang'er. ”

The old lady's words seemed a little "ignorant", but Lin Aiguo did not have the slightest feeling of laughing, the old lady came from the old era, and she did not know many things in modern society, she did not understand the importance of competitive sports and championship trophies, and the great significance they contained. But Lin Aiguo knows one thing, the old lady is really spoiled by this grandson.

"Mom, don't worry, Zhuang'er, they haven't lost yet. Your grandson still has a chance to win! ”

Although Lin Aiguo doesn't know much about football, he can also understand the changes in the situation, the game is the same as fighting, and the emphasis is also on morale, before the Spanish team was ahead and the morale was high, but now the Dutch team has recovered all the disadvantages, confidence and spirit are on the opponent's side, so Fan Bizhuang and his team will definitely be in an extremely passive position.

is clear, Lin Aiguo can only say words to comfort his old mother.

Sure enough, the worried look on the old lady's face subsided a lot, and bright colors burst out in her eyes again. The old lady doesn't know who has the advantage and who has the upper hand, since her grandson still has a chance to win, then she just needs to cheer up.

"Zhuang'er, come on!"

"Zhuang'er, come on!"

In this quiet and silent stand, the old lady's voice was not loud, but it exploded in the ears of every depressed Spanish fan, and some people turned their heads in surprise, only to see a trembling old woman, waving her thin arms in the wind.

This scene moved everyone and made everyone's blood boil!

An old lady at such an age has never been lost, never despaired, what qualifications do they, the fans with strong blood, have to lose and suffer?

"Brave matadors, come on!"

Someone stood up, raised his fist and roared.

The stands burst open, the fans stood up, some waved the huge flags again, some shook the huge posters of the players, and some screamed and roared at the top of their throats.

Fan Lao and Lin Aiguo looked at each other in surprise, they didn't expect that the depressed Spanish fans would be provoked by the old lady to have the courage to fight again!

Lin Zheng and the other young men had already shouted with their grandmother, and Fan Lao and Lin Aiguo soon joined in the shouting.

"Team Spain, come on!"

"Zhuang'er, come on!"

……

"The Spanish team is in danger!"

"Two goals ahead, but the opponent chased two goals in a row, there is so much regular game time left, the morale of the Dutch team has risen, Uncle Fan and they ......"

Felisa and Molina were sighing in dismay, but the sudden loud roar from the other side of the stand caught their attention.

It's also the camp of the Spanish fans, and with the team conceded a series of goals, it stands to reason that they shouldn't be downcast? But now......

The camera camera at the scene quickly captured the situation in the stands over there, and was projected onto the electronic screen at the scene, the Spanish fans in the stands, not down, not disappointed, some, just the excitement and fighting spirit of the crowd, everyone's face was full of "fight non-stop, never give up" hot expressions.

An old woman with silver hair was like their "leader", and with each shout of the fans, they burst into louder shouts.

"This old lady ......"

“…… What an avid Spanish fan! ”

Molina and Felisa looked at each other, equally agitated, and their disappointment and worry swept away, and they stood up, fists raised, and shouted loudly.

Like them, and every Spanish fan around them.

One by one, the screams and screams were connected, and the Spanish fans at the scene all screamed, and the Dutch fans who were cheering and celebrating, if the uninformed people saw this scene, they thought that it was the Spanish team that scored the goal.

Juan. Carlos's face shone with excitement and joy, and he said three "good" words in a row.

"This is the real Spain!"

"These are my people!"

"We are not afraid of hardships and difficulties, we are not afraid of any enemy, no matter how difficult the situation is, we will never give up, we will fight to the end!"

"Come on, Spain! Come on, Spanish football! ”

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On the pitch, the Dutch players were excitedly celebrating the goal and the equaliser.

Robben was running with his arms outstretched, followed by a long line of teammates, and Van der Vaart looked back as he ran. He wanted to cast a smug glance at Fan Bizhuang, but found that the person was standing on the court, his eyes were looking into the distance, and he was silent.

Van der Vaart touched his nose, not knowing what kind of nerves Fan Bizhuang was making. Shrug your shoulders and turn your head to continue celebrating.

Huge cheers rang out, wave after wave, Fan Bizhuang still stood in place, looking at the huge electronic screen in the distance, silent, but there was an abrupt smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the screen, his grandmother is surrounded by countless fans, raising her arms and opening her mouth again and again.

The years had left marks on her face, full of wrinkles, her eyes were not very bright, her movements were not light, even a little laborious, but she was still waving, still shouting.

Fan Bizhuang knew that her grandmother was using all her strength to give her grandson the greatest encouragement.

"Spain lost all their advantage and the rest of the game they were ......in danger for the rest of the game Wait, what's going on? All the Spanish fans in the stadium were cheering and shouting!? This...... That's really ...... It's unexpected! ”

"The Spanish fans stand with their players, they are not discouraged in difficult times, they are still cheering, they are still inspiring the players on the pitch with the most direct actions!"

"We saw an old woman with gray hair, waving her arms vigorously...... A respectable and lovely old lady, a true football fan! Is she cheering for the Spanish team? Oh oh, I think everyone will be touched by this scene! Spanish players, why don't you keep going? Keep up the good work, everyone is cheering for you, cheering you up, and use all your strength and courage to give your fans the best final! ”

After a brief moment of stunned, the narrator at the scene screamed hoarsely.

Fan Bizhuang was still looking at the big screen fixedly, still looking at the old lady on the screen, and he felt that there was a fire burning in his heart.

Yes, his relatives, his grandmother, are watching him from the stage, cheering for him, applauding him, cheering for him! What's the reason why he shouldn't give it his all?

What is it to be equalized? The Dutch team is on the rise, so what?

The game is not over yet, he Fan Bizhuang will never give up, he doesn't want to, and he can't let his relatives down!

Fan Bizhuang turned around, his fists clenched unconsciously.

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The game soon restarted.

The tenacity of the Spanish fans in the face of adversity brought a great shock to the Dutch fans and players, but that's all, at the beginning of the second half, two goals were scored in a row, the Dutch team was completely out of morale and state, and they also tasted the sweetness of high pressing, the whole field pressing, so as soon as the Spanish team kicked off, the Dutch team poured out of the nest.

The Dutch players don't know this, but they still understand it when they win and chase after them, and now, they have to take advantage of the successive setbacks of the Spanish team to attack the opponent's defense more ferociously, just like the Spanish team did to them in the first half.