At thirty, awaken the daily intelligence system

There were many people at the barbecue stall, and until the World Cup preliminaries started, Lin Mo's ordered barbecue had not yet been delivered.

The idle and bored family all watched the football match.

Lin Xiaoxiao pointed at the TV and asked, "Dad, which one is our country's team?"

Lin Mo explained, "The red ones are us, and the black ones are Bangzi Country."

at this time,

The football match also started, and the surrounding crowd became lively.

The sounds of cheers, cheers, and toasts were intertwined together, which made the late autumn night a little less cool.

Less than a minute into the game, the referee blew the whistle.

All the players on the football field stopped, and the camera focused on a player who was knocked down.

The number plate showed that the number 4 of the national football team knocked down the number 17. Lin Mo was not sure what the names of the two people were.

He had basically watched the five major leagues in the lottery shop before, and he knew the rules fairly well, but the national football players only knew Wu Lei and Wei Shihao.

The game continues,

Even though he knew the final result, Lin Mo was still a little nervous.

The investment is really too big.

Once a profit is made, it will amount to more than 7 million. No ordinary person at the bottom will be able to calm down when faced with such a temptation.

Moreover, judging from Lin Mo's limited football experience, the national football team played pretty well today, at least not like the various 'magic operations' seen in previous short videos.

Around the seventh minute, Bangziguo seized the opportunity to attack, and several people cooperated to press towards the national football penalty area.

The national football team members also rushed back to defend, and the entire goal became a mess.

beep! ! !

The referee blew his whistle again and pointed to twelve yards.

"Fuck!"

"Stupid referee!"

"What are you doing? You'll get blown away even if you do this?"

"Penalty kick, are you kidding me?"

"There is definitely something wrong with this referee, I saw it just now!"

The barbecue stall instantly became chaotic, and many diners wearing Chinese team uniforms began to curse.

Don't say it's them,

Lin Mo could hear it clearly, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also shouting and cursing.

The sudden commotion frightened Lin Xiaoxiao's body. He subconsciously shrank his neck, hugged Lin Mo and asked, "Dad, what happened?"

Lin Mo touched her little head and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, the uncles are protesting the referee's unfair penalty."

"Did you see what the referee in yellow clothes did in the live broadcast room just now?"

Lin Mo made a whistle gesture, then pointed, and continued to explain, "Blowing the whistle means the game is suspended. The position he pointed at is called twelve yards, which means a penalty kick."

"This means that a player from our country committed a foul just now and had to give him a penalty kick."

Lin Xiaoxiao asked again, "What is a penalty kick?"

"Penalty kick." Since his daughter was interested, Lin Mo explained patiently, "You see the player No. 7 in black clothes. He is standing in front of the goal and preparing to shoot. People other than the goalkeeper can only stand in front of him. Later, it was a penalty kick."

"Penalty kicks are easier than sports goals."

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, No. 7 Son Heung-Min of Bangzi Country suddenly kicked off his feet, and the ball shot steadily into the goal with an arc.

A commotion broke out again at the barbecue stall, and a lot of curses were heard.

After his voice became a little quieter, Lin Xiaoxiao nodded in understanding and murmured to himself, "This person called son is pretty awesome!"

son?

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Where did his son come from?"

Lin Xiaoxiao proudly pointed to player No. 7 on the screen and said, "We have learned the English words behind him, SON is his son's."

Before his daughter finished speaking, Lin Mo quickly made a 'shush' gesture.

Sitting next to their table were several women who spoke Chinese, wore Tottenham No. 7 Son Heung-Min, and held national flags.

National team games, supporting other countries

Lin Mo knew deeply that such a woman was definitely not easy to mess with.

If they hear their daughter calling Son Heung-Min son, they may not know what will happen.

Lin Mo was not afraid. He simply felt that there was no need for such a person to affect his good mood for the day. It was better to do less than to do more.

Fortunately, they were happily holding the flag of the country and celebrating their idol's goal, and did not notice the conversation on their side.

soon,

The delicious and delicious barbecue was served.

Li Jinwen picked up his favorite roasted gluten, took a bite and said, "Hubby, I feel something is wrong? How do you know so much about football now?"

"Haven't you never watched football before?"

Forehead?

ah.?

How to answer this!

Maybe it was something secret in his heart, but Lin Mo always felt a little unnatural. He pretended to swallow the food in his mouth and then said, "This is all the knowledge I have gained recently."

"After all, we are running a sports lottery, and the most popular thing is football. I can't understand everything, right?"

After hearing her husband's explanation, Li Jinwen nodded and said nothing more.

She always felt that her husband was acting weird recently. Not only did he have some new hobbies that he didn't have before, such as fishing and football, but he also had incredible luck.

Whatever I do to make money in the past half month, it’s like a miracle.

But no matter how smart Li Jinwen was, he could only think of the 'master' that Lin Mo often mentioned, and could not think of the supernatural existence of the system.

The family chatted, ate barbecue and watched the football game.

time flies.

After Bangziguo No. 7 Son Heung-Min scored a penalty kick, in the 44th minute of the first half, Bangziguo received a corner kick and Son Heung-Min scored twice with a header.

The fans at the scene yelled even more fiercely.

However, it was different from what Lin Mo saw in the previous short video comment area. There were basically no fans scolding the national football players, and the conflicts were all focused on the referee.

Even if Lin Mo is not very experienced in football, he can still see that there seems to be something wrong with the referee's decision.

Bangziguo didn't call for several goals, while the national football team basically got stopped when they had a threatening attack.

It was not until the 86th minute of the second half that Bangziguo No. 7 Son Heung-Min passed a free kick, and the player's header broke the goal again.

The score finally stayed at 0:3.

Even Lin Mo has to say that the son of Bangziguo is indeed the most expensive star in Asia, and he really has two skills.

Many people left the barbecue restaurant, and the floor was littered with sports lottery tickets that had been torn in half.

obviously,

Most people were not depressed and were so angry that they couldn't eat anything.

Li Jinwen and Lin Xiaoxiao originally wanted to leave, but Lin Mo insisted on staying a little longer because he was not full yet.

After 4 minutes of overtime, the referee blew the whistle to end the game, and the final score was still 0:3.

Seeing the score ended, Lin Mo's pupils couldn't help but shrink tightly.

That is to say...

75 lottery tickets worth RMB 20,000, multiplied by a multiplier of 6.9, yield a total income of RMB 10.35 million. After deducting the cost, the total income is RMB 8.6 million!

In just half a month,

Lin Mo's total savings have soared from less than 200,000 to his current net worth of tens of millions.

Excited, excited, uncontrollably happy, even the muscles in the body were trembling slightly.

Li Jinwen noticed Lin Mo's strangeness, frowned and asked, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay." Lin Mo swallowed, trying to pretend to be calm but failing to do so, so he could only say quickly, "The wind is blowing, it's so cold, let's go quickly, the weather is really cold! !!”

"Dad, come here, let Xiaoxiao hold you"

"Bah, Xiaoxiao, come on, let daddy hug you!"

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