After rebirth, I just want to lie down and win

Chapter 4 Multiplying multiplication ratios and mobilizing funds

Xia Chuan really likes the girl's attitude of paying without thinking, and he likes to deal with this kind of straightforwardness.

But why is Jiang He willing to lend him money.

Those who are not relatives or old friends have no intersection.

He only sells his art and not his body, but if the other party adds money, it's not impossible.

"You don't need to sell your art, and you don't need to sell yourself. Oh, by the way, what's the name of that song you sang in the music room?"

Jiang He's eyes flickered, and his 'I'm curious' look was pretty cool.

She searched just now, but couldn't find the lyrics, and just happened to meet Xia Chuan again, so she simply asked.

Jiang He is also tall, estimated to be 170 centimeters.

With a slim figure, fair skin and beautiful appearance, this is the ideal girlfriend.

Xia Chuan was startled, thoughtful, it turned out that the other party was simply curious about this.

"Take a step to speak."

"Hmm~"

Jiang He nodded and followed suspiciously.

Yang Jia raised her hand and looked eagerly at "he has fifty, there is no need to kneel to women".

At this time, across the road.

Yu Jiali stared at Xia Chuan whispering to a group of Jiang He, thoughtfully.

Not long after, Jiang He left.

If it wasn't for Jiang He not being able to see him, and Xia Chuan knew it well, he would have to take out the gold under his knees.

Xia Chuan put 100 yuan into his pocket, and didn't say any nonsense that a gentleman doesn't eat cheap food.

Right now, he needs money.

"Xia Chuan, what did you talk about with Jiang He?"

"Talked about some topics that only belong to us."

"Fuck, I'll lend you fifty and tell me." Yang Jia was extremely envious.

Xia Chuan took out a hundred: "Brother, I'm not short of money now, don't gossip, just chatted a few words, and Jiang He and I don't know each other well."

"Did Jiang He fall in love with you at first sight?"

Yang Jia thought about it: "Otherwise, why would I lend you money?"

"She took out 100 yuan and threw it to beggars on the street. This is called kindness. 100 yuan is nothing to her. Can it be the same?"

"You mean, she feels sorry for you?"

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Xia Chuan sighed: "If you insist on understanding this way, it's fine."

"Fifty, do you still borrow it?"

"In the past, you loved to answer and ignored me, but now you can't afford mine."

Xia Chuan said cheerfully, and walked and chatted with Yang Jia, all the way to Yiming Internet Cafe.

"AN94, kick it, agree!"

"Fuck, how can this beep bullet go through the wall!!!"

"Hold, brothers, hang!"

10 years of Internet cafes, smoky.

At about three o'clock, I left the Internet cafe.

After making an appointment with Yang Jia to play again next time, Xia Chuan rode his ordinary bicycle, and compared with others' Giant, he really looked like a dirt dog.

There's just no comparison to this man.

People compare their lives to others, and they compare goods and throw them away.

The former Xia Chuan didn't realize this, because he was naive and dull, but he was not unbalanced, because he had a father who gave him love.

Thinking of the past, Xia Chuan couldn't help laughing.

Boys who love to laugh will have good luck.

Therefore, Xia Chuan came to the sports betting shop with 100 yuan.

He's here to pick up money.

He swears that since he is alive, he must live a wonderful life, and that it is better to live boldly than to live in mediocrity.

The sports betting shop is not big, but there are many people.

Especially when getting off work, there are more and more people. Because of this World Cup in South Africa, many people who don't understand football gradually understand and start to gamble.

Some people made a lot of money from it, while others lost their fortunes and paid the price of their lives.

As a fan, Xia Chuan is too familiar with the 10-year World Cup.

"Boss, who will fight who in the first group match?"

"It's on the board."

Xia Chuan pulled up a stool and sat down, crossed his legs and looked at it intently.

The first game was South Africa vs. Mexico. The hosts had their first match. He remembered that South Africa had a draw with Mexico.

France vs Uruguay.

Bangzi Kingdom vs. Greece.

Argentina vs Nigeria.

Xia Chuan only has 100 yuan in his hand, and the odds of winning or losing are not high.

Only by multiplying the multiples of buying strings can more funds be mobilized.

"Boss, your store has not been opened for four years, and you have been open for four years."

Xia Chuan made a joke.

The boss laughed twice: "It's usually a small business, and I only earn a little from the World Cup."

Xia Chuan also smiled, not telling the truth.

The dealer gives the store an 1% commission, and if you buy [-] yuan, the store can get [-].

After a World Cup, the boss probably made a lot of money.

"I feel that South Africa can win this game. After all, it is the host, and the first game will give face."

"The Chinese don't lie to the Chinese. Tell me, if you lose, it's your fault."

The boss's face was darkened, and he said stubbornly: "South Africa is quite strong."

"Mexico is not weak, buy a flat and try."

Xia Chuan wasn't sure whether the World Cup would change because of him, and he couldn't remember all the scores and matches because he didn't watch every game at the beginning.

But he vaguely remembered most of them, so the error tolerance rate was high.

Conservatively bought a skewer for 50 yuan, and then bought a skewer for 40 yuan, but did not hang it on a tree.

"Good luck."

The boss called him the ticket.

Xia Chuan said casually: "With your good words, business is booming."

"okay."

The boss nodded with a smile, and looked at Xia Chuan in surprise, he was quite good at talking at a young age.

After leaving the sports lottery shop, Xia Chuan took out the ticket for the first prize of the double-color ball.

When the time comes, first take Jiang He's money...

Wait, it seems that she hasn't added her as a friend.

Xia Chuan pedaled, forcing Jiang He out of his mind.

He couldn't help thinking of the phrase 'I just touched you by accident, but you spread out like a dandelion, and you are everywhere since then'.

Some girls are like viruses, even if you don't touch them, they will spread and affect you.

The vast majority of people are unable to love, and how many people get what they want.

Xia Chuan was able to do it, forcing himself not to think about these things, because he now has more important things to do than falling in love.

The first thing to do is to improve your own life.

After pedaling seven kilometers, Xia Chuan finally experienced what is called 'return'.

, is at the peak of physical fitness.

Now he seems to have a vest line, and his abdominal muscles have not yet been developed, but he has a set of exercise secrets.

The bicycle stopped slowly, and in front of it was a section of rainy, muddy, wet lakeside path.

There is a dam next to it, and Xiajia Village extends westward under the dam.

This village is very embarrassing, it's stuck on the edge of the city, say the location is not good, it only takes more than ten minutes to go to the city center, say it's ok, there are no shops in front of the village or behind.

Ten years later, it was decided to demolish here.

Every household in the village has a building, only a few are relatively poor.

Coincidentally, his family is one of the poorest families in the village, a five-acre brick house.

The chimney was dark, and beside it was a pomegranate tree pulled from the roadside.

The pomegranate tree was planted to absorb exhaust and pollution on the road, and it was the only thing Xia Chuan expected when he was a child.

Looking forward, it will bear fruit.

The pomegranate tree lived up to expectations, but unfortunately the fruit was very small, astringent and a bit bitter, not tasty.

There are no steps, but stone slabs are used.

The door is still a solid wood door, and even the door handle has begun to loosen.

To be honest, Xia Chuan once felt inferior because of his family, and he was poor at a glance.

But with such a family, he was still admitted to university.

Later, after his father passed away due to fatigue, he missed him even more.

Looking at it now, this brick house has carried a lot of happiness for him, and his eyes can't help but feel a little sad.

"Dad, I'm back."

"Wang~"

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(End of this chapter)