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Both Milais and Jonathan on the forward line of the main team are in good shape and have good heading ability, but a little less ability with their feet.

In fact, all the forward players in Beiramar have this characteristic, and generally their footwork is not very good. This is unique in a league like Portugal, which generally emphasizes technique but not physicality.

Today's substitute team has a 4,2,3,1 formation. The goalkeeper is Portuguese local player Paulo Sergio, who is now 34 years old.

On the left side of the four backs is the young teenager Daniel, and on the right is Bruno Resende. The two central defenders are Ricardo and Congolese defender Lukima. Lukima can play as both a central defender and a defensive midfielder. His ability

Not vulgar.

The double defensive midfielders in the midfield are Joao Pedro and Toro, the left midfielder is Rui Lima, and the right midfielder is Radella. In the position of the attacking midfielder is today's trialist Qiu Ze.

At the front is Nicolas, a young player from France.

Players from both sides are talking about the next game together. Of course, the one who talks the most is Qiu Ze, who has just come for trial training, especially the players who are in the main lineup.

"Hey, Paul! Did you hear that, that guy is a player from a wealthy Super League club!" Jorge Joe Cole walked up and put his arm around Paul Murray's neck, staring at Qiu Ze closely and said

.

Paul Murray glanced sideways at Jorge Joe Cole and said calmly: "So what?"

"Hehe, not much." Jorge Chocol shrugged slightly, then spread his hands to both sides and smiled.

Paul Murray raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I will lose to him, to that little boy?"

"Haha! I didn't say that!" Jorge Chocol smiled slightly.

"But you already think so!" Paul Murray said angrily. When he saw the smile on Jorge Joe Cole's face, Paul Murray said again: "I said you

Are you my friend?"

"This has nothing to do with friendship, I'm telling the truth!" Jorge Chocol still smiled.

"Okay!" Paul Murray said firmly, "I beat that kid, and you'll cover tonight's expenses. If I lose... bah, will I fucking lose?"

"What if you lose?" Jorge Joe Cole stared at Paul Murray closely.

"Damn it, will I lose? Impossible!" Paul Murray was full of confidence, but looking at Jorge Joe Cole's provocative eyes, Paul Murray felt very unhappy, "Okay, okay, I

If you lose, the night will be mine!"

"That's what you said!" Jorge Joe Cole's eyes lit up after hearing Paul Murray's words.

"Damn it, when did my character have problems? How could I still lie to you?" Paul Murray looked at his best friend and felt very uncomfortable.

Listening to Paul Murray's words, Jorge Chocol rolled his eyes and muttered miserably in his heart: "Damn, I always promised you would treat me, but that time I didn't pay the bill. Where are you?

There is something wrong with your character, you have absolutely no character!"

Jorge Chocole patted Paul Murray on the shoulder, stared at Paul Murray, and seemed to be saying: "You are such a sissy, you can't default on the debt again this time!"

Paul Murray felt excited: "I'm going to tell him that he really has a problem with his character!"

"Haha! Good luck to you, man!" Jorge Joe Cole patted Paul Murray on the shoulder and walked towards the court.

Seeing Jorge Joe Cole leaving, Paul Murray chuckled: "Wish me good luck? You should wish that kid good luck! Let's see if I don't expose his shit!"

Qiu Ze, who was talking with the Bellamar substitute player, couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine and trembling. Qiu Ze looked around, then looked up at the sky. Although the sun wasn't shining brightly on this day, it wasn't cold at all. How could he feel this?

What about the chilly ones?

Qiu Ze shook his head and didn't think about it. He took a deep breath and prepared to step onto the court and start his journey!

"Hey!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind, calling Qiu Ze. Qiu Ze turned his head, and a bald man shorter than himself came into view.

"Boy, welcome to Bellamar!" Jorge Chocol stretched out his hand to Qiu Ze and said.

Qiu Ze was slightly stunned. He did not expect that there would be players from Belamal welcoming him at this time. After all, it was still unclear whether Qiu Ze could stay.

Someone greeted someone with a smile, but Qiu Ze certainly wouldn't pretend to be cool with a dark face. Qiu Ze smiled and stretched out his right hand to hold the person's hand: "Thank you!"

Jorge Chocol smiled slightly and said, "Come on, my dinner tonight depends entirely on you!" After saying that, Jorge Chocol walked away gracefully.

Looking at the back of the visitor, Qiu Ze was confused and didn't know what it meant.

At this time, a white player with a shaved head came to Qiu Ze. Qiu Ze thought in his heart: "Is this here to welcome brother again? It seems that my charm is unstoppable!"

Qiu Ze immediately smiled and prepared to extend his right hand to the white player.

However, at this moment, the white player glared at Qiu Ze and said coldly: "Boy, your nightmare is about to come!"

After saying that, the white player left his back to Qiu Ze and walked away in a swaggering manner.

The smile on Qiu Ze's face froze and his brows raised. This kid was actually here to provoke!

Qiu Ze felt very unhappy, staring sharply at the back of the white player, as if he wanted to engrav this kid's back deeply in his mind.

However, the ice thawed in an instant, and Qiu Ze smiled slightly. He seemed to understand in his heart that the two people seemed to have reached an agreement in private.

How dare you bet on me! This seems more interesting, doesn't it?

The corners of Qiu Ze's mouth twitched slightly, and his slack palms couldn't help but pull together tightly, and secretly swore in his heart: "Brother will make you regret it!"

Thinking of this, Qiu Ze glanced at the saucy white player again and snorted coldly in his heart: "Especially you, white boy!"

"Okay! Get ready to play, the game will start soon!" As the temporary referee of this game, Joao Castro shouted loudly into the stadium, reminding the players of both sides.

Players from both sides immediately separated and walked to their positions, making final preparations before the start of the game.

Qiu Ze did not hesitate and immediately rushed to his position, stood still, and waited for the start of this game that related to his destiny.

Standing in his position, Qiu Ze moved his body while observing the situation on the court. It was necessary for him to try to understand the situation on his side and the other side, which would help him complete the game better.

Suddenly, Qiu Ze discovered that the white boy who had just threatened him was standing at the core of the opponent's midfield.

In an instant, Qiu Ze understood why this guy was threatening him. It seemed that this guy was afraid that he would steal his position.

When he thought of this, Qiu Ze's eyes immediately stared at Paul Murray opposite him, and he said viciously in his heart: "Boy, your position is determined!"

"Hey, Paul, look, that kid is staring at you, you are in danger now!" Jorge Joe Cole rubbed Paul Murray's arm, fearing that the world would be in chaos and said.

"Go away!" Paul Murray pushed Jorge Joe Cole aside angrily, then turned his head and glared back at Qiu Ze, shouting in his heart, "Boy, you successfully provoked

If you're angry, I'll see if I don't expose your shit."

At this time, the temporary referee Joao Castro looked at both sides and found nothing unusual. He immediately blew the whistle to start the game.

The first kick-off was for Qiu Ze's Belamal substitute team. Today they were wearing white training vests, while their opponent, the Belamal main team, was wearing a yellow training vest symbolizing the main force.

"Come on, Chris! Come on, Chris! Come on! Kill them! Kill them!" Qiu Ze's manager Victor Antoniot suddenly shouted on the sidelines, cheering Qiu Ze on.

However, it was obvious that his choice of words was a bit inappropriate, which attracted people's attention. Nelson Pacheco, who was next to Victor Antoniotte, glared at Victor Antoniotte in a bad way as a warning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Obviously, Victor Antoniot realized that something was wrong at this time, and he immediately apologized to the people in Bellamar on the sidelines.

Only then did everyone let Victor Antonio go and turned to look at the stadium.

Victor Antoniote immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he responded in time, otherwise he really wouldn't know what would happen.

After calming down, Victor Antoniotte turned his attention to the stadium and continued to pay attention to the game.

In just a moment, Victor Antoniotte, who had just calmed down, suddenly became agitated again. His eyes were wide open, his face was red, and he was waving his hands wildly.

"Go, go, go! Chris, go! Chris goes in, slams the football into their goal, and kills them!" Victor Antoniotte shouted with extreme excitement.

At this time, it was Qiu Ze who had the ball on the court.

This is the first chance for the substitute team in this game, and also the first good chance of the whole game. No wonder Victor Antonio is so excited.

By this time, no one on the sidelines looked at Victor Antoniotte's inappropriate remarks anymore. Their attention had been attracted by Qiu Ze on the court.

The members of the Bellamar coaching staff were all keeping a close eye on Qiu Ze who was holding the ball on the court. They wanted to see how Qiu Ze would deal with it next. The team's head coach Inacio Augusto watched more

He was careful, his eyes almost never left Qiu Ze.

When Bellamar's chief scout Nelson Pacheco saw Qiu Ze getting the opportunity, he couldn't help clenching his hands into fists and secretly saying in his heart: "Chris, don't let us down!"

Qiu Ze, who was backing up on the court, saw Joao Pedro's direct pass in the midfield. He immediately put his body close to Jorge Chocol behind him and gave Jorge Chocol a shot.

Qiu Ze must resist the illusion that he stopped the ball.

Jorge Joe Cole frowned and resisted Qiu Ze fiercely, preventing Qiu Ze from catching the ball easily.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred on the court.