Genius club

Gao Yang lit a cigarette and explained to Lin Xian:

"If Argentina really beats the French team in the penalty shootout stage...then we can't buy lottery tickets for Argentina to win! We should buy a draw!"

"Why?" Lin Xian's eyes were clear and clueless.

"Is such that……"

Gao Yang danced and gestured:

"Football matches are divided into three parts: regular time, overtime, and penalty kicks."

“If there’s a winner in regular time, the game is over.”

"If the regular game is a draw, that is, the score is the same, then it will enter overtime to continue to decide the winner."

"Then if it's still a draw in overtime! Let's enter the penalty shootout and take turns taking penalty kicks until the winner is decided!"

"[And the standard for football lottery to determine victory or defeat is only the result of the game during regular time!]"

Having said this, Lin Xian understood:

"I understand, since it has reached a penalty shootout, then all the previous games must be draws, so it is natural to buy a draw when buying lottery tickets."

Gao Yang gave Lin Xian a thumbs up:

"You learn so fast! You are really born to play football lottery! Come and try! The odds of a draw are very high!"

"Forget it, I always feel that it's not very reliable. These are all things I saw in dreams. Haven't you always said that dreams are fake and fictitious?"

"Buy some, brother! If I lose, it's mine, isn't it?" Gao Yang forcibly pulled Lin Xian toward the store:

"I've made seventy or eighty thousand from you before. If I win this time, it's yours, and if I lose, it's mine!"

In the end, Lin Xian bought a football lottery worth 30,000 yuan under Gao Yang's hard work and bought a draw between Argentina and France.

Lin Xian was not good at gambling, so he didn't want to buy so much. But Gao Yang got the upper hand, arguing that if he lost, he would be the direct overlord, and grabbed Lin Xian's mobile phone to pay directly with his face.

Gaoyang Stud bought 60,000 yuan, and Lin Xian was forced to buy 30,000 yuan.

The odds of a draw are 3.7

In other words... if Argentina and France really tie in regular time, then Gao Yang can redeem the prize of 220,000 yuan, and Lin Xian can redeem the prize of 110,000 yuan.

…

3am.

The game started again with Lin Xian's yawns.

Argentina played hard.

A penalty was scored early in the game and then another goal later.

The game time came to 80 minutes, and Argentina led 2:0!

Gao Yang was sweating profusely:

"What's going on, Lin Xian, this is different from what was promised! Unless the French team has gods descending from the earth, how can it be possible for the French team to kick back two goals in ten minutes!"

However!

Gao Yang just finished speaking!

French team main player Mbappe scored a goal directly!

Before Gao Yang's howling could be heard from the window, Mbappe scored another goal!

Scored two goals in a matter of tens of seconds! Even cool football articles wouldn’t dare to write like this!

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!!!!!"

Gao Yang once again transformed into a human mop, writhing on the floor like a maggot, mumbling words as if summoning some evil god, he couldn't even speak human words!

finally……

Argentina won the match on penalties.

Messi hugged the long-awaited Hercules Cup.

Gao Yang also raised the lottery ticket that won 220,000 yuan high and rushed towards Lin Xian——

"Father!"

"roll!"

…

There was a fight.

Gao Yang finally calmed down and began to analyze:

"Looking at it now... your dream seems a bit abnormal! It would be nothing if it was a simple prediction that Argentina would win."

"However, you accurately predicted a draw in the regular period, a draw in overtime, and a penalty shootout to determine the winner."

"Here, I, I, I am a little unsure..."

Lin Xian also held his chin in thought.

at present.

[If you make a rough judgment, you can basically put it into practice now. Your dream is the real future world 600 years from now. 】

But he always felt that there was still a lack of conclusive evidence.

It is actually very logically imprecise to conclude that the dream is a real future world just by predicting the outcome of the football match accurately.

When I bought the lottery tickets just now, many golfers in the lottery shop said that they had made a fortune from gambling this year and had won several games in a row.

There is an old man who has even won seven games in a row and is ready to pay the full price of Haval.

There are only three results in football lottery: victory, loss and draw.

Even pure fools have a chance of being fooled several times in a row. This is not ironclad evidence that the dream is the real future world.

In addition, there are too many unreasonable phenomena in my dream, and it doesn’t look like a real world anyway——

1. Why has there been no development in science and technology in 600 years?

2. Why can’t information from hundreds of years ago be found on the Internet in dreams?

3. Why does time not flow and remain fixed on August 28, 2624?

4. 00:42 What is the white light that burns everything?

Wait, wait, wait, too --\u003e\u003e

There are so many things that cannot be explained.

Lin Xian believed that these strange "symptoms" could not appear in the real world, but his dream was by no means an ordinary dream.

Could it be...a parallel time and space? virtual reality?

…

"Forget it Lin Xian, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Gao Yang started to clean up the garbage on the table and put all the bottles, cans and bags into the trash can:

"You, Lin Xian... you take everything too seriously and always want to figure everything out. In fact, why live so hard? Some things will pass by in a muddled way."

"Just like being able to predict the World Cup, isn't that a great thing? Remember to help me see who the 2026 World Cup champion is tomorrow! Let's continue to make money in four years!"

Lin Xian waved his hand, signaling Gao Yang to hurry up:

"Then ask me again in four years. Who knows if the things in the dream will change? Ke Ke cat has become Rhine cat. Maybe the result of the game will change as well."

"That's right."

Gao Yang packed up all the remaining garbage, then picked up two bags of garbage, walked to the door and waved to Lin Xian:

"Let's go."

"Let's go."

...

The next day.

Gao Yang came to Lin Xian with a bag of money.

Bang!

The black bag fell heavily on the coffee table, and it was not light.

Lin Xian opened it and took a look.

There were neatly arranged sixteen bundles of 100-yuan bills, totaling 160,000 yuan.

"Why give me so much?"

Lin Xian looked at Gao Yang, who only bought 30,000 yuan worth of lottery tickets and won only 110,000 yuan.

"Half for each of us."

Gao Yang chewed gum, rubbed the gold chain around his neck, adjusted his Ray-Ban sunglasses on his nose, and put his brand new AJs on the coffee table:

"We bought those lottery tickets together, and the total prize money is more than 300,000 yuan. We can each take half. There's no need to divide it so clearly."

Lin Xian disagreed.

He took out five bundles of money from the black bag and threw them to Gao Yang:

"Brothers should settle accounts clearly, one thing at a time. Besides... my salary is much higher than yours now, so I don't need this little money."

"Wow! Tough!"

Gao Yang rolled up the sleeves of Givenchy sweatshirt, revealing the Longines watch on his wrist, put the latest Apple phone on the coffee table, and picked up the Montblanc belt.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

Lin Xian couldn't stand it anymore, and directly raised his hand to stop Gao Yang:

"What are you doing? Are you showing off in front of me? Can you put on your nouveau riche face?"

"Hehehe, you don't understand Lin Xian. Now that we have money, we must first improve our temperament! Look at my outfit, what's your first impression?"

"It feels like a Christmas tree."

...

Gao Yang shook his hand:

"Forget it, I won't argue with you, a patient. Your aesthetics are probably still 10 years ago."

"Who of us looks like he came from 10 years ago?"

Gao Yang took off his sunglasses and looked at Lin Xian seriously:

"Don't talk nonsense! I came to you today to talk about business."

"Business? About my dream?"

"That's right!"

Pop!

Gao Yang snapped his fingers, smiled triumphantly, and pointed at Lin Xian:

"Trust me! Trust me one last time!"

"This time... I will completely expose the truth of your dream! I have thought of an absolutely reliable method!"

"Absolutely! Reliable!"3928832.