Reborn Campus Maniac

"What's wrong with your son kissing me?" Hu Xueliu's eyebrows stood up, and fire almost burst out of his eyes: "You have the ability to beat your own son, but you haven't hurry up and call someone. My precious son can't be beaten by them in vain.

, this place must be restored. The little scumbag is usually so honest and never causes trouble, but there are still people bullying him. This revenge must be avenged!"

The monkey said worriedly: "Uncle, Liu Qiang's brother is not easy to mess with." He and Hu Xue and Lin Tianfei were very familiar with each other. They were like a family, and they had no scruples about what they said. Lin Tianfei kicked him in the butt and said with authority.

: "Monkey, you don't know what my uncle does to have such worries. I didn't give you a good comparison. The whole smoke is floating away. There is no one who refuses to give me face. Tell me, who is that kid's brother?

Which one scared your baby like this?"

"It's Liu Guangbei from the old city. There's a guy named Dead Toad. Uncle, have you heard of it?"

Lin Tianfei's face became a little serious: "No wonder, it turns out that he is a kid who has no foundation and just relied on his desperate efforts. It is easy to deal with him today. There is no guarantee that he will not secretly go to find trouble for the little scumbag. This matter cannot be dealt with."

, can only talk”

"Fart!" Hu Xue raised her white and tender feet and kicked him in the face: "You coward, if your son is beaten, you will have to talk about it. If you don't handle this matter quickly today, don't even think about entering tomorrow.

"Home door"

Lin Tianfei was quite depressed. He touched the beautiful feet that fascinated him and said, "What do you ladies know? Liu Guangbei can't defeat me, but this kid is the most annoying piece of shit. If you beat him, he will remember it."

It's easy to touch him once in your life, but what if he goes to find Xiaozha in the future? Do you think Xiaozha can take care of that toad on his own?"

Hu Xue just refused to comply and started fighting with each other. Lin Xiaozha had no choice but to intervene in the fight, but Hu Xue took the initiative and tore Lin Tianfei's shirt. Lao Lin took out a lottery ticket torn in half from his shirt pocket, frustrated.

He said: "Daughter-in-law, you just have to worry about it. The number I worked out so hard and expected to win the big prize is gone."

"You're the only one who won the lottery. You won't have such a life in eight lifetimes. You're wasting money." Hu Xue looked down upon him with disdain.

Lin Xiaozha suddenly had an idea. Lottery, Korea-Japan World Cup, it was time for him to make a fortune. He ran to his room and found a copy of the Yanyun Evening News for that day. Fortunately, the World Cup hadn't started yet, so he didn't miss the money. The money was rolling in!

He still remembers that the total bets on the top eight of this World Cup football lottery exceeded 120 million, and no one in the country guessed correctly. As a die-hard fan, Brother Zha, who knows every cup since the 1990s, deeply understands that as a fan

of luck

After finishing lunch absentmindedly, he took out all his savings of 300 yuan and prepared for a big fight. The first thing he bought was the "2002 World Cup 16 Strong Competition". This set of lottery tickets did not belong to the three major categories of football lottery. He only guessed the number one.

There are sixteen games after the second stage, and the results of the games are based on the results within 90 minutes, excluding the results of overtime and penalty kicks. This brings a certain degree of difficulty to his memory and he has to guess directly.

He came up with the outcome and score of each game, but if it didn't include overtime and penalty kicks, it would be a bit troublesome. After much deliberation, he decided to come back after studying it in the afternoon instead of losing his wife and losing troops. In total,

It’s just this little personal money, I lost it all and there’s no place to cry

The monkey followed him, dissatisfied with his indecision, and started laughing at him.

Damn, it’s not your money spent. Of course you don’t feel bad.

When he returned to school in the afternoon, Brother Zha wrote down the names and the match list of the top 32 players in his notebook, pondering each game. The monkey sat and watched for a long time, yawned and said, "Brother Zha, you

Study slowly, I want to learn from the poor obsessed child, so that I can take care of myself."

Lin Xiaozha did not bother him. Compared with the 2002 World Cup football lottery, it seems a bit simple. There are only three ways to play: the winning lottery, guessing the top eight, and guessing the top four. The latter two only have one first-class game.

Prize, the cap prize is only five million. The top eight are sure to win the five million, but there are many winners in the top four, and there is not much money for each bet. Guess the lottery sales of the top eight on May 20

It will end on the 8th, which is tomorrow. The first phase of the lottery will end on June 1st. The opponents are Uruguay-Denmark, Paraguay-South Africa, Spain-Slovenia, Brazil-Turkey, China-Costa Rica, South Korea-Poland.

Ireland-Cameroon, Germany-Saudi Arabia, England-Sweden, Argentina-Nigeria, Croatia-Mexico, Italy-Ecuador. Of course, there will be no overtime or penalty kicks in the group stage. In this era, there is no guessing the score, just a simple outcome, Lin Xiao

Zha just used his brain briefly and came up with a perfect idea.

For a whole afternoon, he was immersed in the ocean of the World Cup and couldn't extricate himself. He vaguely remembered that he was beating his chest and feet because of the Chinese team's defeat to Costa Rica, and he was in agony. How could he have thought at that time that ten years later he would watch the national football team as a comedy?

There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. The national football team makes people feel miserable.

As soon as the bell rang, Lin Xiaozha was like a runaway wild horse. He picked up his schoolbag and ran away. He didn't want to be at the school gate, but was blocked by Liu Qiang. The boy's nose and face were swollen after being beaten, and his face was bruised and red. He stood dejectedly.

On one side, next to him, stood a tall and tall white-faced young man with a gloomy aura between his eyebrows.

Seeing Lin Xiaozha rushing towards him, the young man stopped him and said expressionlessly: "Who is Lin Xiaozha? I am Liu Qiang's brother, Liu Guangbei."

Brother Zha was concerned about the lottery. He saw that there were three or four opponents, all of whom were strong young men. He only had a monkey with thin legs that looked like a stick. He was sure to get beaten in a fight. Then he walked over with a swagger and smiled:

"Brother Bei, I didn't expect that a small fight would trigger you to come here in person. Okay, I admit defeat. If you want to fight, I will fight. I frown, he is your grandson Liu Guangbei."

Liu Guangbei frowned, tilted his head and said, "Don't say that. Brother Fei called me at noon and it's all because my brother is blind and doesn't recognize Taishan. I don't know that you are Brother Fei's son, little scum, so I've offended Fei a lot."

Brother is my senior, Liu Qiang did a bad job in this matter, this time I came here specifically to help you, little scumbag."

Lin Xiaozha said in his heart that his father's energy should not be underestimated. Since the other party has apologized, he can't push even further, right? He smiled slightly and said, "What did Brother Bei say? Liu Qiang and I are just fighting over each other. We can't fight without fighting."

Meeting each other is not a big deal. Brother Bei, you are also a valuable brother on the road. Since you have come forward in person, this matter has been wiped out. From now on, everyone will be friends and I can be useful in any way. It is just a matter of words."

"Okay, it's really refreshing. He is worthy of being Fei Ge's son. The tiger father has no dog son." Liu Guangbei's brows widened, with a sinister smile on his face: "I'm treating you today. Let's have a drink together. Come on.

It counts as a hangover, and secondly, let’s all get to know each other.” Although he was lawless, he also knew that some people should not be messed with. Lin Tianfei was not very old, but among the gangsters who were still hanging around, his seniority was extremely high.

The name of a tall person and the shadow of a tree. Brother Fei, who dared to challenge a gang with a kitchen knife at the age of seventeen, is the idol of Liu Guangbei's generation. Entering the new century, he dares to roll up his sleeves and fight hard.

The gangsters are becoming rarer and rarer, and most of them are relying on their connections to establish their prestige. He is as slick as a profiteer, but the bloody Brother Fei is an anomaly in the sea of ​​wine and meat on the Yanyun Road. He is as bright as a shooting star, young and frivolous.

A junior whose respect for him far exceeds his own true strength

Rather than respecting an impulsive and humane gangster, it is better to say that they are remembering the fading blood and passion.

Lin Xiaozha smiled and said: "Brother Bei, I must drink this wine, but let's forget it today. When I finish the high school entrance examination, I will host a banquet for all my brothers. I won't go home until I'm drunk."

Liu Guangbei smiled softly: "Of course you want me to invite you, little scum, are you looking down on me?"

Lin Xiaozha patted his chest and said loudly: "Brother Bei, you want to treat me to this drink today because it's for my father's sake that I'll treat you to another day. It's because I've admired your reputation in the Tao for a long time and want to make you a friend."

, If you, Brother Bei, only care about my father’s face and look down on me, a nobody, then forget it.”

Liu Guangbei gave him a thoughtful look and said, "Okay, it's settled."

After Liu Guangbei and his party left, Lin Xiaozha ran non-stop to the lottery sales station. Big beads of sweat oozed from the monkey's head. He said incredulously: "In order to buy a bad lottery ticket, you even went to Liu Guangbei's liquor store."

I dare to recommend you. I admire you. I admire you more and more."

"You know nothing." Guessing that the quarterfinals were imminent and the deadline would be tomorrow, Lin Xiaozha chose those eight teams with an overly impulsive mood. He was so excited that he almost burst into tears. It was all money. He only bought it.

I placed two bets, because I knew that there was a total of 10 million in the prize pool, and I would only spend this money to buy more. The monkey was looking at the United States, Turkey, Senegal, and South Korea. He couldn't help laughing and patted him on the shoulder: "I said

Brother Zha, if you don’t understand football, don’t waste your money. It would be nice to treat me to a mutton kebab meal instead. Look at these bad teams you picked. If they want to enter the quarterfinals, they can get into the first middle school.”

Brother Zha sighed and said: "Damn it, it won't take long for you to slap yourself in the face for these words."

The monkey looked dismissively, tiptoed and said happily: "I'm not as crazy as you, damn, you still buy it."

What Lin Xiaozha bought this time was the "2002 World Cup Top 16 Competition". There was only one first prize, and it had to be consistent with the results of the actual 16 games within 90 minutes. The single bet bonus was 2 million yuan, so he only bought one bet and two bets.

There are 32 prizes, which are consistent with the results of any 15 games within 90 minutes. The single bet bonus is 1 million yuan. There should be a considerable amount of bonuses lost. He was so cruel that he bought ten bets for the third prize and stopped buying the next ones.

I don’t care about the small money! This thing costs ten yuan for a bet, and in the blink of an eye, it’s a hundred and one.

Next, there is the first issue of the ten-bet World Cup winning and losing lottery. I bought this mainly because the prize redemption time is early and to replenish my dry pocket. I don’t really care about the small amount of money. The monkey is very painful and keeps complaining about his waste.

Why not treat him to a meal or something?

Brother Zha has a calm look on his face. Boy, wait for me to rise to heaven with you.

Listening to the monkey complaining in his ear, he sternly warned the monkey not to tell anyone. He parted ways at Sanchakou and returned home. He checked the results of the game again and continued to make calculations all night. Only when he was sure that they were correct did he fall asleep with satisfaction.