Five minutes earlier, Spain had been in the abyss of despair.

Five minutes later, they not only crawled out of the abyss, but also rose directly into the clouds.

The German team, on the other hand, is on the verge of defeat from winning to now.

The ups and downs of life are all like this, which is extremely sighing and embarrassing.

The Durban Stadium is still boiling and noisy.

"There is no doubt that Van will take this free-kick in the future, it is the best scoring opportunity for Spain!"

"Van is world famous for his free kick kung fu, this is his area! On his turf, he is the absolute king! ”

"The German team is in danger, maybe extra time is no longer necessary, this free kick will probably kill the game!"

"Now let's see what the result of this free kick is!"

On the field, Villa got up from the ground and waved his arms excitedly. Although he didn't win a penalty, which made him somewhat regretful, but the free kick in this position is also a great comfort, Fan Bizhuang's free kick ability, their teammates know better than the fans, it is no exaggeration to say that in this position, Fan Bizhuang is more difficult to score than not to score!

Sure enough, Fan Bizhuang and Xavi and the others bowed their heads to communicate, then leaned over to pick up the football and walked to the edge of the penalty area.

Villa greeted him and gave Fan Bizhuang a hug. Although there may be some unhappiness between the two and they are competing with each other in terms of position, at this moment, he only has confidence and expectation for Fan Bizhuang.

"No problem, Fan?"

Although he was very confident, Villa still wandered and asked.

"Absolutely." Fan Bizhuang grinned at him, then nodded, "Good job, David!" If we make it to the finals, you're the biggest contributor! ”

"I don't care if it's a hero or not, I'm like everyone else, we only have one thought, and that's to score goals! We're going to the finals! We're going to pick up that glittering trophy! Villa exclaimed, "Kill the game!" Fan, let the Germans on the opposite side completely die, so you must ...... Kill the game! ”

"Yes. I will. Fan Bizhuang nodded again, his tone firm, "I will...... Kill the game! ”

Patting Villa on the shoulder, Fan Bizhuang took a few steps forward, placed the football on the turf, straightened up, and stared fixedly at the goal in front of him.

Neuer stood in front of the goal, constantly waving, constantly yelling, directing his teammates to line up the wall, while the other German players, under his signals, kept moving, trying to block the angle of the shot.

Although they were serious about their preparations, there was a faint sense of tension and worry on everyone's faces.

They can't help but be nervous, in today's world football, there are many good free kick players, Fan Bizhuang is one of the most outstanding, his goal success rate is the highest among active players, in the area of 28 meters from the penalty area, his free kick, as long as it is a direct shot, not to say that it is a hundred shots, but it is not far away.

This is a terrifying guy who kicks a free kick completely as a penalty, and you can imagine what kind of severe psychological torture it is for the German players to be tested by Van Bizhuang in this position.

The way they feel at this time is a bit like waiting for death to come, nervous, worried, desperate, fearful...... But, there is nothing that can be done!

Shaking his head, Fan Bizhuang retracted his gaze and looked at the referee.

The referee inspected the wall, waved his hand to let the German team step back, and leaned over the ground to draw a white line, indicating that the German team's wall must not exceed this line.

After doing all this, the referee was finally satisfied, turned his head, nodded at Fan Bizhuang, and signaled that he could start.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Bizhuang began to slowly retreat, measuring his steps, one step, two steps...... It wasn't until he took four steps back that Fan Bizhuang stood still again.

Although there have been many times when I have stood in front of the football and taken many free kicks, this time, it is clear that the meaning and importance are not the same as before.

This was the most important free-kick experience, and Fan Bizhuang actually felt that he was slightly nervous at this time.

The stage of the World Cup is once every four years, which is not a short time, and if this opportunity is missed, Fan Bizhuang can only wait for another four years to stand on this stage again. How many four years is there in his life, and how many four years can he squander in his career?

Will he be in good or bad shape after four years? And, even if all is well, four years later, will he and his team be able to reach the semi-finals as they do today? In the World Cup, so many teams are trying their best to fight, and if they want to go further, in addition to strength, they also need some luck.

Will they be able to have such luck next time?

Although he is very confident in himself and his team, the future is unknowable and full of accidents, and all he can do is grasp the present.

This free-kick opportunity is like a crossroads in life, if they enter, they will make history to advance to the final, to compete for that supreme championship trophy, and if they don't score, they may miss the best chance to make history.

The anticipation of tens of thousands of fans, the anticipation of the countless fans sitting in front of the TV, the hopeful eyes of his teammates, his loved ones, his friends, the drinkers of Molina, Felisa, Tongs...... There's also the deceased Aunt Azusena, and the little Luna who is always cute and asks for hugs...... Familiar faces suddenly appeared in front of Fan Bizhuang's eyes at this moment.

The upheaval of his childhood, the loneliness of his childhood, the warmth that Aunt Azusena brought to his family...... Past experiences also come to mind.

When he was very young, he didn't know what football was, he just knew that his aunt loved the sport very much, and in order to make her happy, he told her that when he grew up, he wanted to be a player, he wanted to be the best kicker. His aunt picked him up with a smile and told him that she would be there to cheer him on for every game.

Later, his aunt left, but he remained at La Masia, although no one ever thought he had the talent to become a professional footballer, although no one looked favorably on him, he still persevered, and in order to fulfill his promise to his aunt, even if he was met with white eyes and rejection, he walked alone.

Later, he gradually got on the right track, he became a professional footballer, he had a lot of fans, he became one of the brightest football stars, many well-known businesses cried and begged him to endorse, he made a lot of money...... His life is completely different from what it used to be.

Fan Bizhuang has asked himself many times why he wants to play and why he wants to be a great professional footballer.

The previous answer was that he was because of his aunt and because of the fans who liked and supported him.

But at this moment, Fan Bizhuang suddenly smiled.

He's a good guy, he's a guy who wants to be the best at what he does, playing, that's it!

Maybe he embarked on the road of becoming a professional player because of his aunt, but along the way, he has had highs and lows, he has been sought after and spurned, he has made countless fans crazy, and he has also made countless fans regret.

He likes the feeling, not just the cheers and accolades like a wave, he loves the victory, he loves the feeling of walking on the road and running towards the finish of the victory.

He craves to play against strong opponents, and he craves the feeling of celebrating with his teammates after defeating strong opponents!

So......

"Actually, I love football!"

"Because I love to win! Because I can't leave this green meadow for a long time! ”

The hustle and bustle of the stadium seems to have completely stopped at this moment, Fan Bizhuang has never been so clear, clearly and strongly understand what he wants, maybe there are many reasons for embarking on this road, but there is only one reason that supports him to continue walking, that is, he likes football! He loves football! His life has long been inseparable from football!

"Aunt Azusena, Little Luna, Pablo, Monsieur Contrares, Felisa...... Guys, I know you're looking at me! So, follow me and let's ...... together Let's go to the finals! Let's go get that intoxicating trophy! ”

Fan Bizhuang suddenly roared in a low voice, and his eyes flashed with incomparably hot firmness.

He's already running, he's fast, and when he steps back, he takes four steps, but when he runs back forward, it's like a blink of an eye!

The human wall was in front of him, Neuer watched his movements nervously, but Fan Bizhuang did not look up, he already knew everything, this time, he wanted to use his feelings to kick the ball out.

The left foot stepped heavily on the ground, splashing the grass clippings on the ground, the right foot raised high, fell quickly, and quickly whipped at the foot of the football, "~hoo~" sound, the football rose from the ground and rushed to the sky!

A beautiful arc bloomed under the night sky, and the football was like a shooting star, bypassing the human wall, bypassing Neuer, bypassing all obstacles, and then ...... Dive headlong into the net!

There was silence.

Fan Bizhuang had already raised his hands, vibrated violently, and then fell to his knees on the grass.

Entered!

The moment he played football, Fan Bizhuang knew that the goal would definitely be scored!

So he got down on his knees and he had already begun his celebration.

The silence lasted for less than a few seconds, and then the whole stadium burst into flames, countless cheers, countless exclamations, countless screams, suddenly sounded, and all the fans jumped out of their seats and raised their arms and shouted.

2:1！

At the last moment, the score was rewritten again! It was also at this moment that the game was suddenly ...... Slay!