Corner kick! Bellamar corner!

There was chaos in the Boavista penalty area, with Boavista's defenders nervous and Bellamar full of anticipation.

The ball came out and Luis 61 Vazena drove the ball straight into the Boavista penalty area. In Boavista's penalty area, players from both sides immediately bounced up, one by one as if they were loaded with springs, and the entire Boavista penalty area was full of trapeze.

Beforehand! Jorge 61 Joe Cole at the front point did not reach the ball, and the Bellamar people were very anxious.

Mid lane! Milley – Header! Oh no, Boavista's striker Alves scrambled to give the ball a header and Bellamar's chance was gone.

"Oops!" The people of Bellamar regretted that there were so many opportunities, but Millai was a little bit behind, but it was a pity.

"Oops! It's a shame that I didn't get it! Migeti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, shouted regretfully, and suddenly, his voice was raised, "Also, at the edge of the big penalty area, our hero Chris ......"

Suddenly, all eyes were on the front of Boavista's big penalty area, where Qiu Ze, who was wearing a yellow and black No. 10 jersey, didn't wait for the ball to land, directly waved his arms and legs, rounded his thighs, and slammed towards the flying football.

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

Volley! Volley from the edge of the penalty area!

The drawn ball was like an intercontinental missile, which made an arc in the air and slammed directly into Boavista's goal.

"Gooo......oooo ”

"In the 76th minute of the game, our hero Chris 61 Qiu scored twice to help the team equalize." Migeti roared with great excitement, "Hero! Wonder Boy! Hero! Other than that, I don't know what words to use to describe this kid, is he really his first game? If so, I would say, it's a miracle. ”

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

"Miracle! It's a miracle! We equalised! We kept our hopes of advancing to the next round! My God! Thank God! Praise the Lord! Thank you to our heroes! Thanks to our Wonder Boys! Migeti recounted incoherently.

The fans in the stands were so excited that they didn't know where they were, and they jerked off their jerseys, clenched them tightly in their hands, and waved to the beat of the drums......

Qiu Ze, who scored the goal, was very excited, and he ran up in the stadium again. However, this time he deftly evaded the pursuit of his teammates and rushed to the sidelines.

Bellamar's players also understood that Qiu Ze was going to celebrate by himself, so they didn't go to join in the fun, they celebrated together.

However, the camera chased Qiu Ze who ran madly to the sidelines, but this time, Qiu Ze did not run to Bellamar's coach's seat.

"Oh, let's see our wonder boy, our hero, what is he doing here?" Migeti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, said in confusion that this is also a doubt in the minds of countless Bellamarr fans.

Soon, their doubts were solved.

Qiu Ze, who rushed to the sidelines frantically, stretched out his hand and pointed to the press box at the Aveiro stadium, and then he stretched out his right hand and fanned it fiercely towards the press box, as if he was slapping someone.

"you. Mother. Yes, Consantis, don't you fucking see, brother has scored two goals now! While fanning the slap, Qiu Ze roared in his heart.

......Seeing Qiu Ze's actions, the people in the audience were shocked, they didn't expect Qiu Ze to make such a move, and they turned their heads to look at the press gallery.

The reporters in the press gallery suddenly turned their heads to look at Joao 61 Consantis, the chief reporter of the Portuguese League of the "Lisbon Post", as if they had been trained thousands of times before the game, so neat, even more neat than the movements of the Portuguese military honor guard.

Seeing Qiu Ze's movements, Ruo 61 Kong Santis felt hot on his face, as if Qiu Ze's slap had really incited him in the face. When he saw the movements of his colleagues in the press gallery, Joao 61 Consantis almost fainted.

"Humph!" Joao 61 Consantis snorted heavily with a gloomy face, expressing his dissatisfaction. The reporters in the press gallery realized how inappropriate their actions had just been, and they immediately turned their heads away from Joao 61 Consantis. However, their hearts were full of exclamations, and at the same time they sneered at Joao 61 Consantis.

Seeing these people turn their heads, Joao 61 Kong Santis had time to look at Qiu Ze in the stadium. Staring at Qiu Ze's back, Ruoao 61 Kong Santis's face was full of resentment, and his cold gaze seemed to be the ghost eyes in the Nine Hells.

"Haha! I wonder who our hero is slapping in the face, because our cameras are recording all of this. Migeti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sport, excitedly said, "The behavior of the reporters in the press box speaks for itself, Chris is inciting Joao 61 Consantis, a reporter from the Lisbon Post. ”

"The guy posted before the game that Chris couldn't have scored two goals or two assists at Bellamar. However, now our hero has scored two goals for us in less than half a game, and this slap in the face is naked. Migeti, the commentator of Aveiro City Sports, said with a smile on his face.

"Haha! Joao 61 Consantis is such a miserable fellow, hahahaha! Migeti hahadaxiao up.

The fans at the scene and in front of the TV also laughed at Joao 61 Consantis, which made Joao 61 Consantis's face even more gloomy.

Bellamar's bench was jubilant, and they cheered like tourists who had only been in the desert for a long time and had only Zuihou breathing suddenly saw an oasis, and they felt a sense of joy for the rest of their lives.

The Boavistas, on the other hand, fell from heaven to hell at once, their faces full of despair, terror and fear.

"Time! Watch the time! One ball missing! We need to score one more goal! On the sidelines, Bellamare's head coach Inácio 61 Augusto loudly reminded the players on the pitch. Inácio 61 Augusto, who had just prayed to God for mercy and let them score another goal to equalize, could not be satisfied with a 2-2 scoreline, and since we were able to score two goals in a row in such an unfavorable situation, then we could not score a third goal?

There is still a league to play at the weekend, and Inácio 61 Augusto certainly does not want to play extra time today and consume the physical strength and energy of the players.

The fans of Bellamar, apparently not satisfied with the draw either, shouted frantically from the stands: "One more!" One more! We're going to kill! We're going to kill! ”

The Bellamarl players on the pitch didn't want to play extra time either, so they immediately returned to the pitch in the hope of resuming the game as soon as possible. However, at this time, Boavista's players seemed to be a little sluggish, they felt that they were a little unbearable, and the gap in strength between the two sides was revealed at this time.

Hold on! Boavista really defended it, they all went back to their own half, back to the edge of the box, they parked a bus in front of the goal.

The fans of Bellamar were very unhappy with this, and they cursed and cursed the Boavista players frantically, putting pressure on them. But the other party was still unmoved, and obscenely carried out their "bus" tactics to the end.

At this time, Qiu Ze began to dispatch back and forth in the midfield, making full use of the width of the court, reversing the ball back and forth from side to side, and pulling away the opponent's defense. At the same time, Qiu Ze frequently passed the ball to the side, signaling the side players to take the ball directly and bomb Boavista in the air.

At this time, Qiu Ze seemed to have become Bellamar's brain and metronome. While constantly delivering cannonballs to the wings, Qiu Ze also occasionally sent a few dangerous straight balls, and Boavista is now a flat boat in the sea that has encountered a tsunami, and the situation is precarious.

The head coach of Boavista on the sidelines was extremely nervous, cold sweat stretched out on his forehead, and he kept looking at his watch, reading the seconds: "Why is the fucking time passing so slowly?" ”

Bellamar was just as nervous at this time, with the attack being wave after wave and threatening more than one time, and the Bellamars were convinced that they would be able to blast the Boavista goal next time, next time.

The people of Bellamar also kept looking at the time: "Why did the fuck pass so quickly?" ”

As time passed, the palms of supporters on both sides were sweaty. At this point, the game has entered stoppage time, and Boavista's men have already begun the countdown. However, the more they got to this point, the more nervous they became.

On the field, Qiu Ze caught the football, he was also very anxious, he knew that time was running out, if he couldn't find a way, then he would have to play overtime. This is what Qiu Ze and the Bellamar people don't want to see, Qiu Ze frowned slightly.

At this time, Luis 61 Vazena on the wing had to ask for the ball again. Qiu Ze immediately waved his leg and prepared to pass the ball, but Qiu Ze thought about it for a while and didn't give the ball over.

At this moment, it is no longer possible to follow the routine, Boavitas have been faintly accustomed to Bellamar's aerial bombardment after ten minutes of defense, although their goal looks precarious, but in fact it is solid.

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

Shot!

A thought came to Qiu Ze's mind, yes, shoot directly!

Qiu Ze glanced up at the goal, which was now about thirty-three meters away...... And he doesn't have anyone around him, no Boavista players, no players of his own, what else to do without shooting?

Qiu Ze gently knocked the ball forward, then took a step, stepped on the ball with his left foot, rounded his right foot, and pumped it fiercely towards the ball.

Qiu Ze's instep struck the soccer ball fiercely, and the soccer ball opened its bloody mouth like a beast out of the cage, baring its fangs, and pounced on its prey, the goal.

The sudden change was something Boavista's players did not expect, and the football flashed past them like a bolt of lightning, slashing them into hell.

"The ball is in, the ball is in! Lore! Our Wonder Boy, Our Hero Kills Opponents! Migaiti roared like she had lost her mind.

Hat-trick! Qiu Ze's hat-trick!

The entire Aveiro stadium was boiling, the fans of Bellamar were boiling, the bench of Bellamar was boiling......

Lore! Zuihou's lore!!