Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 13 Snowball!
As the game progressed, the remaining time became less and less, and Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but start to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory.

Could it be that I remembered the result of this game wrongly?
Or maybe the flapping of a butterfly's wings created a tornado?
If that's the case, then my 10 yuan would be wasted!
"Hey! Uh... Chu Yuxuan, you are from No. 3 Middle School, right?"

Cheng Yuyan didn't know his name, so she called him "Hi" subconsciously. But when she saw his unhappy look, she smiled softly and said playfully, "Chu Yuxuan, you said this name yourself, am I calling you right?"

Zhao Zixuan glanced at her and said, "Excuse me, Cheng Yuqing, what advice do you have for me?"

Cheng Yuyan was stunned, looking at the teasing that could not be concealed in his eyes.

His narrow and bright eyes seemed to be telling something.

She instantly realized that he was deliberately correcting her name.

Does he know that my name is Cheng Yuyan?
Yes.

He is a student of No. 3 Middle School.

Then there is a high probability that he knows himself.

"Are you a rich second generation?"

Cheng Yuyan asked suddenly out of the blue, her eyes showing seriousness, as if this question was very important to her.

Zhao Zixuan smiled gently, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "Why should I tell you, are we familiar with each other?"

Cheng Yuyan frowned slightly, "You can't be so petty, are you still angry about what happened just now?"

Zhao Zixuan did not answer immediately, but just smiled faintly.

His silence was like a silent protest, keeping his distance from Cheng Yuyan's rudeness.

Naturally, he wouldn't really care about that little thing.

But he didn't like being treated casually by someone without manners.

He was sure that Cheng Yuyan called him "Chu Yuxuan" on purpose.

"Beautiful lady, can you add me on QQ?"

A strange young man suddenly appeared behind Cheng Yuyan and went straight to the point as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhao Zixuan looked at them with interest. He was curious about how Cheng Yuyan would respond to such a conversation.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend."

Cheng Yuyan politely declined the offer.

The young man did not seem to expect this answer, but he quickly regained his composure.

"It's okay, just think of it as making friends."

"No, he also needs a sense of security, sorry." Cheng Yuyan did not give the other party a chance to speak.

A sudden pick-up came to an end.

After watching the excitement, Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but say, "Why did you look at me on purpose when you said you had a boyfriend? I'm not your boyfriend."

He felt that Cheng Yuyan was taking advantage of him.

But Cheng Yuyan did not admit it, and said coldly: "I didn't realize that you are still a person who likes to be sentimental."

Zhao Zixuan smiled.

It turns out that the cold goddess is so good at chatting?
such a pity.

Why would a good girl want to be Xia Shu?

He stopped talking.

However, Cheng Yuyan did not intend to give up.

"The game is almost over, and the Japanese team is currently leading. Aren't you anxious?"

She asked, staring at him.

Zhao Zixuan glanced at the time on the field and it was already the 62nd minute.

Time is running out for Côte d'Ivoire.

"Why should I be in a hurry?" he responded calmly.

"Are you really not a second-generation rich man?" Cheng Yuyan's brows were full of confusion. If he was not from a wealthy family, why was he so calm when he was about to lose 5 yuan?

Zhao Zixuan still did not respond to Cheng Yuyan's question, his attention was attracted by the changes on the court.

The Ivory Coast players rushed across the field, and in the 64th minute, Bony made a precise shot and sent the ball into the net.

The score was changed to 1-1.

"It's no use if it's a tie, you still lose."

Cheng Yuyan seemed to be deliberately provoking him.

It's just that this method of provoking was a bit clumsy.

"Hasn't anyone told you that it's rude to look at other people's things without their permission?"

Zhao Zixuan exposed the fact that she had touched his computer.

Cheng Yuyan felt as if a fox's tail had been stepped on, and her pretty face instantly turned red.

She wanted to defend herself, but saw the score on the screen changed again.

2 is better than 1!

Côte d'Ivoire scored two goals in three minutes and reversed the score!

"This……"

Cheng Yuyan was stunned.

Surpassed! ?

Isn’t it extremely difficult to score a goal in a football match?
Why did the game turn around in just 3 minutes?
Is this the World Cup?
Zhao Zixuan was very satisfied with her micro-expressions, and gave her a vivid lesson with a smile.

He said calmly: "The ball is round, and everything is possible."

After hearing this, Cheng Yuyan's surging emotions were firmly bound by the chains of reason.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, and analyzed in a steady voice: "Since the ball is round, the Japanese team still has a chance to score another goal before the end of this game."

Zhao Zixuan's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He asked calmly, "Do you want me to lose money?"

Cheng Yuyan immediately shook her head and eagerly explained, "No, that's not what I meant. I'm just curious as to why you dare to bet on this game so boldly. Did you get any inside information?"

The fact that a high school student can take out 10 yuan to participate in a bet on the World Cup is itself full of mystery.

If you are not a rich second-generation, who else can do it?

"You really want to know?"

Zhao Zixuan looked at the girl in front of him with deep eyes.

She was wearing a loose white T-shirt that could be matched with anything, but it still couldn't hide her proud figure.

The skin, as white as jade, seems to reveal a faint pink glow, which makes people feel loving and affectionate.

The delicate facial features were as perfect as sculptures, and the slightly upturned eyes sparkled with a cunning light, adding a bit of aloof temperament.

He secretly admired in his heart, she was worthy of being the cool goddess of No. 3 Middle School.

That kind of cold temperament forms a sharp contrast with the surrounding environment, just like a lonely and proud snow lotus, quietly blooming on the top of the snow-capped mountain, which makes people feel both awe and yearning.

After Cheng Yuyan nodded, Zhao Zixuan raised a playful smile and asked in a low voice: "It's the same question again, why should I tell you?"

Cheng Yuyan bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her cold and beautiful eyes.

She turned away, obviously no longer intending to pay attention to his every move.

Zhao Zixuan was still staring at the screen intently, following the progress of the game.

When the final whistle sounded, Côte d'Ivoire defeated Japan 2-1 and the result of the game was settled.

About two minutes later, the order settlement on QQ Lottery was completed, and the prize money of 42.5 was successfully transferred to the member account.

Zhao Zixuan did not withdraw all the prize money, but instead withdrew 2.5 yuan of it to a bank card, and continued to bet the remaining 40 yuan on the next game.

(End of this chapter)