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Corner kick! Bellamar corner kick!

There was chaos in Boavista's penalty area, Boavista's defensive players were nervous, and Beiramar's players were full of expectations.

When the ball came out, Luis Wazzena drove it directly into Boavista's penalty area. In Boavista's penalty area, the players on both sides immediately jumped up, and each one jumped into the air as if they were loaded with springs.

From now on, the entire Boavista penalty area is filled with trapeze artists.

Front point! Jorge Joe Cole, who was in the front point, did not hit the ball, and the Beiramar people were very anxious.

Central! Milai - header! Oh no, Boavista forward Alves took the lead and pushed the ball out of the way. Bellamar's chance was gone.

"Oops!" The Belamar man lamented, what a great opportunity, and it's a pity that Mi Lai missed it by just a little bit.

"Oh! It's such a pity that we didn't win!" Migueti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, shouted regretfully. Suddenly, his voice rose a little higher, "Also, at the front of the penalty area, our hero defeated

Rhys…”

Suddenly, all eyes turned to the edge of Boavista's penalty area, where Qiu Ze, who was wearing the yellow and black No. 10 jersey, did not wait for the ball to hit the ground, directly swung his arms and legs, rounded his thighs, and whipped hard towards

Flying football.

Boom! Qiu Ze's round thighs hit the football hard like a bazooka fired from a rocket launcher.

Volley! Volley from the front of the penalty area!

The drawn football drew an arc in the air like an intercontinental missile and directly hit Boavista's goal.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal..." Migueti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, cheered passionately, "The ball is in, the ball is in, the ball is in, the ball is in, the ball is in!"

"In the 76th minute of the game, our hero Chris Qiu scored twice, helping the team equalize the score." Migueti roared with great excitement, "Hero! Wonder Boy! Hero! Apart from these,

I don’t know what words to use to describe this kid. Is this really his first time competing? If so, I have to say, this is really a miracle.”

"Hero! Hero! Hero!" The Bellamar fans were very excited. They rushed to the front row crazily, jumping and cheering for Qiu Ze and the team.

"A miracle! This is really a miracle! We equalized the score! We kept the hope of advancing to the next round! My God! Thank God! Thank you to the Lord! Thank you to our heroes! Thank you to our magical boy!" Migueti

Said incoherently.

The Beiramar fans in the stands were so excited that they didn't know where they were. They suddenly took off their jerseys, held them tightly in their hands, and waved them along with the exciting drumbeats...

Qiu Ze, who scored the goal, was very excited and he started running around the court again. However, this time he deftly avoided the pursuit and interception of his teammates and rushed to the sideline at high speed.

The Bellamar players also understood that Qiu Ze wanted to celebrate by himself, so they did not join in the fun, they celebrated together.

However, the camera followed Qiu Ze who was running towards the sidelines. However, this time, Qiu Ze was not running towards the Bellamar coaching bench.

"Oh, let's see what our wonder boy, our hero, is going to do?" Migueti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, said in confusion. This is also the doubt in the hearts of countless Beiramar fans.

Soon, their doubts were cleared.

Qiu Ze, who rushed to the sidelines frantically, pointed to the press box at Aveiro Stadium, and then he stretched out his right hand and slapped the press box hard, as if he was slapping someone.

"Damn it, Consantis, did you fucking see it? I've scored two goals now!" Qiu Ze roared in his heart while slapping him.

"Uh..." Seeing Qiu Ze's action, everyone in the audience was shocked. They did not expect Qiu Ze to make such an action, and they all turned their heads to look at the press box.

The reporters in the press box saw Qiu Ze's action and suddenly turned their heads to look at João Consantis, the chief reporter of the Lisbon Post. Their movements seemed to be during the game.

It was the same movement that I had practiced thousands of times before, and it was so neat, even neater than the movements of members of the Portuguese military honor guard.

Seeing Qiu Ze's actions, Joao Consantis felt his face burning, as if Qiu Ze's slap had really hit his face. When he saw the actions of his colleagues in the press box, Joao Consantis felt his face burning.

Consantis almost lost his breath and fainted.

"Huh!" João Consantis snorted heavily with a gloomy face, expressing his dissatisfaction. Only then did the reporters in the press box realize how inappropriate their behavior just was, and they immediately

They turned their heads and no longer looked at Joao Consantis. However, they exclaimed how happy they were and at the same time laughed at Joao Consantis.

Seeing these people turning their heads, Joao Consantis had time to look at Qiu Ze in the stadium. Staring at Qiu Ze's back, Joao Consantis' face was full of resentment, and his cold eyes seemed to be

It's like the eyes of ghosts in the Nine Nether Hells.

"Hahaha! I think our hero is slapping someone, because our camera just recorded all this." Aveiro City Sports commentator Migueti said excitedly, "The reporters in the press box

The actions speak for themselves, Chris was inciting the Lisbon Post reporter Joao Consantis."

"Before the game, this guy published an article saying that Chris would not be able to score two goals or two assists in Beira Mar. However, now our hero has done it for us in Beira in less than half the game.

Marr scored two goals, which is a slap in the face." Migueti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, said with a smile.

"Hahaha! João Consantis is such a miserable guy, hahahaha!" Migueti burst out laughing.

The Beiramar fans at the scene and in front of the TV also laughed at Joao Consantis, which made Joao Consantis' face even more gloomy.

The Beiramar bench was jubilant. They cheered like tourists who had been walking in the desert for a long time and finally saw an oasis. They had a sense of joy in surviving the disaster.

The people of Boa Vista fell from heaven to hell in one fell swoop, their faces full of despair, panic and fear.

"Time! Pay attention to the time! There is still one goal left! We still need to score one goal!" On the sidelines, Beiramar's head coach Inacio Augusto loudly reminded the players on the court. Just now he prayed for God's mercy.

They allowed Inacio Augusto, who scored another goal to equalize the score, no longer be satisfied with the score of 2-2. Since we can score two goals in a row in such an unfavorable situation, why can't we?

What about the third goal?

There is still a league game to be played on the weekend. Inacio Augusto certainly does not want to play overtime today and waste the players' physical strength and energy.

The fans of Beiramar were obviously not satisfied with the draw. They shouted wildly in the stands: "Go in one more! Go in one more! We want a victory! We want a victory!"

The Beiramar players on the court didn't want to play overtime, so they immediately returned to the court hoping to continue the game as soon as possible. However, at this time, the Boavista players seemed a little delayed. They felt

By the time they could no longer bear it, the gap in strength between the two sides was revealed at this time.

Defend! Boavista really defended. Their entire team returned to their own half and to the edge of the penalty area. They parked a bus in front of the goal.

The Beiramar fans were very dissatisfied with this. They cursed and cursed Boavista's players crazily and put pressure on them. However, the opponent remained unmoved and used their "busing" tactics obscenely.

Carry it out to the end.

At this time, Qiu Ze began to maneuver back and forth in the midfield, making full use of the width of the court, passing the ball back and forth from side to side, and stretching the opponent's defense. At the same time, Qiu Ze frequently passed the ball to the side, signaling to the side.

The road player directly kicked the ball and bombed Boavista from high altitude.

At this time, Qiu Ze has become the brain and metronome of Belamar. While constantly delivering cannonballs to the wing, Qiu Ze also occasionally sends out a few threatening straight passes. Boavista is now

A small boat encountering a tsunami in the sea is in a precarious situation.

On the sidelines, Boavista's head coach was extremely nervous, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He kept looking at his watch and reading the seconds: "Why the hell does time go by so slowly?"

Belamar was equally nervous at this time. Belamar's attacks on the scene were getting higher and higher, and the threat was bigger and bigger every time. The people of Belamar firmly believed that next time, the next time they would be able to blast away Boavi.

Star's goal.

The Bellamar people also kept looking at the time: "Why the hell does time go by so fast?"

As time went by, the palms of the supporters of both sides were filled with sweat. At this time, the game had entered stoppage time, and the people of Boavista had begun to count down. However, the closer it got to this time, they

The more nervous you become.

On the court, Qiu Ze caught the football. He was also very anxious. He knew that time was running out. If he couldn't find a good way, it would be overtime. This was the difference between Qiu Ze and Bellamar.

Qiu Ze frowned slightly as he was willing to see it.

At this time, Louis Wazzena on the wing asked for the ball again. Qiu Ze immediately waved his leg and prepared to pass the ball, but Qiu Ze thought about it carefully and did not pass the ball.

At this moment, they can no longer follow the routine. After ten minutes of defense, Boavitas has become accustomed to Beiramar's aerial bombing. Although their goal seems to be in danger, it is actually impregnable.

At this time, what Bellamar wants is change, unexpected change.

Shoot!

An idea emerged in Qiu Ze's mind, yes, shoot directly!

Qiu Ze looked up at the goal and found that it was about 33 meters away from the goal...and there was no one around him, neither Boavista players nor his own players. What else could he do if he didn't shoot?

Qiu Ze knocked the football forward gently, then took a running step, stepped on the ball with his left foot, rounded the ball with his right foot, and hit the football hard.

Qiu Ze's instep hit the football hard, and the football opened its bloody mouth like a beast out of its cage, bared its fangs, and pounced on its prey, the goal.

The sudden change was unexpected by the Boavista players, and the football passed by them like a bolt of lightning, driving them into hell.

"The ball is in, the ball is in! Killer! Our magic boy, our hero kills the opponent!" Migueti roared as if he was mad.

Hat trick! Qiu Ze’s hat trick!

The entire Aveiro Stadium was boiling, the Beiramar fans were boiling, and the bench of Beiramar was boiling...

The final kill! The final kill!!