Senior sister, please stop crying. I am really not a scumbag.

Chapter 86 Liao Junlin also lost his temper

I swear to God, Yang Hao really just came to deliver a cake, but Song Qinwei didn't say a word, got directly into the passenger seat, and even took out a brand new umbrella. What was she doing?
"What are you doing?"

Yang Hao didn't quite understand Song Qinwei's train of thought.

Song Qin pursed her lips and said nothing, just holding the thing.

She thought that Yang Hao said in the morning that he wanted to celebrate her birthday, and then he sent her a message asking her to go out for dinner. Although she didn't know much about it, she had heard about the general routines of boys and girls... eating, watching movies, and going to a hotel.

"No, keep it for next time. Take this." Yang Hao was not a sex maniac, so he handed the cake to her. The cake was originally placed on the passenger seat, but when he saw Song Qinwei coming out, he picked it up in his arms. However, before he took it out, Song Qinwei sat on the passenger seat.

"Oh."

Song Qin responded, put the small umbrella in her pocket, took the cake, and prepared to get off the car.

"Wait a moment."

Song Qinwei looked at Yang Hao expressionlessly.

"Roommate relationships in college are much more complicated than those in high school. Roommates come from all over the world, and no one owes anyone anything. You need to be careful with your words and actions, and be tolerant when you get along with others in the dormitory. So when you return to the dormitory, remember to share the cake. You can't finish it all by yourself."

Song Qin was silent for a while, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her expression was thoughtful.

"Oh."

"Okay, go back."

After watching Song Qinwei enter the dormitory, Yang Hao shifted gears and started the car, preparing to return to the dormitory.

But to be honest, when Song Qinwei took out that thing just now, although Yang Hao was surprised, he still felt a little excited.

Humming a little tune, Yang Hao returned to the dormitory. It should be said that since the Forest Bar suspended business for rectification, Yang Hao felt a lot more relaxed. At least there were fewer things he needed to deal with, and there was only Wang Qiang in the dormitory.

This bastard Li Xing is often not at home at night. He is always called by Zhang Ting to the playground to play "Three Kingdoms Kill". He always comes back when the dormitory is about to close.

Wang Qiang sat upright on the gaming chair, operating the keyboard rapidly with both hands. When Yang Hao walked in, he took a look and found that this kid was not playing games today?
"what are you busy with?"

Yang Hao asked casually, then began to take off his clothes and prepare to take a hot bath.

It's almost December and the temperature has dropped sharply.

Wang Qiang said with great joy: "I am writing posts to recruit new users and earn gifts!"

Yang Hao shook his head. "You still want to play? Didn't you say you don't want to gamble anymore?"

Wang Qiang said seriously, "I'm not going to gamble for the time being, but I thought about it. I lost so much. Even if I want to quit, I have to wait until I win some money!"

Wang Qiang has made up his mind that he will never recharge again. He will invite new users and use the gifts given by the website to play. If he wins, he will bet points. If he loses, he will continue to invite new users. He must win back all the money he lost.

Wang Qiang has been following a forum called "Jie Du Bar" these days, which has hundreds of thousands of followers. It is full of old guys who have lost a lot of money telling their stories, and these old guys all use different platforms.

Some guys are even actively looking for a safe and reliable platform.

He came up with an idea and started writing posts, half true and half false, to attract traffic to himself.

He thought about it and decided that if he wanted to attract traffic, he couldn’t just advertise directly, he needed to play the long game and catch the big fish.

He started serializing this post yesterday.

For example, the title of his serialized post is:

[It’s all over, everything is gone, from having nothing to being heavily in debt, I can’t hold on any longer]

The content is as follows:

[I regret having come into contact with this. I have been in a daze until today. My family has lost contact with me, the police have filed a case, and my driver's license and other things have expired. Everything is ruined.

Now I am lying under the bridge, unable to even make a living. I have lived a life filled with sins and have such heavy responsibilities, but I pinned everything on illusions, which are ultimately all in vain.

I remember that I never enjoyed anything. Before I played this game, I spent every penny as if it were two pennies. I was destined to be poor. I didn’t dare to play poker for a dollar before, but now I have lost everything. It’s really fate. This year may be my last year. After watching the Gulf War, I feel that human life is so fragile. I am relieved. It’s just absurd for decades, and finally become a part of soil fertilizer.

Alas, it’s over, everything is over. 】

There are many comments below.

[There will be a day when you can finally make a breakthrough, brother, cheer up. 】

【Remake the useless gambler. 】

[Brother, how many have I lost? I am also lying down. Can you help me with a meal? I really have no other choice. I can’t find a daily wage like you. ]

[Damn, brother, how much did you lose? ]

[Is it useful? What a high-sounding statement? Then when I get bored, I take out my phone, open the app and continue gambling. After I’ve washed my hands, I come back to the forum to complain, and it’s an endless cycle.]

[Stupid, PC doesn't broadcast live, if something goes wrong, go find your brother, right? ]

"..."

Then, today, Wang Qiang continued to write posts to warm up.

For example, the one just released.

[Brothers, quit it]

Contents:

[My girlfriend of eight years broke up with me, but I didn’t feel anything. 】

[I sold the car I had driven for six years, and I didn’t feel anything. 】

[I don’t feel anything when I sell my fantasy account that I’ve played for several years. 】

[Various overdue calls and text messages, I don’t feel anything]

[My parents used their savings to help me pay off various foreign debts, but I still don’t feel anything]

[It wasn’t until just now when I was having dinner that I accidentally saw my dad asking people on his phone to help me get a down payment for my house. I was really shocked.]

[I haven't done anything for them, but I keep asking for more. I even lost all their savings playing this game and left them with a lot of debt. I'm really crying.]

[Brothers, but I really want to use that money to continue playing. What if I become famous? Wouldn’t I turn my life around and be able to take good care of my parents?]

As soon as the post was published, the comments below exploded.

【Damn birth, birth thing! 】

[Gambler, vampire, go die, die soon! ]

[Birth, how could your parents give birth to you like this! ]

【Reopening suggestion】

"..."

Wang Qiang browsed the comments with a smile on his face, and occasionally replied with a word or two.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

Tomorrow, he will continue to post, and then say that he finally couldn't help himself and took the money his father begged for money to borrow and went to gamble secretly again, and then he became famous on the first day.

In this way, there will definitely be a group of guys adding you and asking for your website address.

There are so many scam software these days, and it is really difficult to find a reliable and safe software.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang read the comments with great interest.

Yang Hao came out of the shower and was about to go to the corridor with a hair dryer to blow dry his hair. Because the hair dryer has high power, high-power electrical appliances cannot be used in the dormitory. However, there are sockets at the corridor entrance on each floor where high-power electrical appliances can be used.

Just as I was about to go out, Liao Junlin arrived.

He is a rare visitor.

"Uh, Yang Hao."

"Are you looking for me?" Yang Hao was a little surprised when he was stopped by him.

Liao Junlin was a little embarrassed, "Go blow dry your hair, go first, I have something to talk to you about."

"Row."

When Yang Hao went to blow dry his hair, Liao Junlin watched eagerly. When Yang Hao was done, he asked Liao Junlin what was going on. Liao Junlin saw Wang Qiang in the dormitory and hesitated, "Can we talk about it outside?"

"Row."

Arriving at the corridor, Liao Junlin took a deep breath, mustered up his courage and said, "This is it, Yang Hao, can you lend me some money?"

Borrow money?

Borrowing money again.

However, Liao Junlin actually asked him to borrow money? This was really surprising.

Yang Hao had lent Wang Qiang 200 yuan before, which was not much. Although he and Wang Qiang had an average relationship, they met each other every day. The question was, how could Liao Junlin have the nerve to ask Yang Hao for money with such a shameless attitude?
"How much do you want to borrow?"

Liao Junlin rolled his eyes, as if he thought there was a chance, "How much can you borrow?"

Yang Hao frowned, "I asked you a question, and you asked me back?"

Now everyone knows that the Jisuida Supermarket belongs to Yang Hao. Rumor has it that Yang Hao also has a bar outside. He is really making money without doing anything. He definitely has a lot of money.

Liao Junlin laughed dryly, rubbed his hands, and gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have 1?"

Yang Hao: “???”

How many?

Ten thousand. Yang Hao almost laughed out of anger. Damn Liao Junlin just asked to borrow 1.

"Are you serious?"

"Well, eight thousand is fine." Liao Junlin probably knew that it was a bit presumptuous to borrow so much, but he really had no other choice. After looking around, he couldn't find any of his good friends who could come up with that much money.

"No loan."

Yang Hao refused directly. Liao Junlin's awkward smile froze, and after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Hao, I know you have money, so just consider it as helping me once, okay? Just this time, lend me 10,000, and I will be very grateful to you."

Yang Hao looked at him depressedly without saying anything: "..."

After a long while, Yang Hao slowly said, "No, why should I lend it to you?"

Liao Junlin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word. He just nodded sullenly, "Okay, if you don't want to lend it to me, then don't lend it to me."

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders, indicating that it didn't matter. Lending money is a favor, and not lending is a duty. What's more, Liao Junlin asked for 10,000 yuan. Why would he feel that he should lend him 10,000 yuan?
Liao Junlin left in dismay.

Yang Hao pushed the door open and returned to the dormitory. Wang Qiang immediately smiled and said, "Brother Hao, did Liao Junlin ask you to borrow money?"

"Yes."

"How much did he borrow?"

"1."

"Fuck!" Wang Qiang couldn't help but swear, "Why did he borrow so much? Did you borrow it?"

"No."

"Yeah. If it were me, I wouldn't lend him even 1, let alone 100. This guy must be mentally retarded. He knows we don't have a good relationship, but he still comes to borrow money. The only thing he asks for is 1." Wang Qiang kept chattering.

At ten o'clock, Li Xing came back. He was very surprised to hear that Liao Junlin had asked Yang Hao to borrow 10,000 yuan. He said with a playful look on his face, "Why did Liao Junlin, that bastard, borrow money? And it was 10,000 yuan."

Yang Hao shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. When he asked, Liao Junlin refused to say.

Wang Qiang crossed his legs, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said with a strange smile: "What else could it be? He must have lost the game on PC. I heard from Yang Jin that Liao Junlin was also playing PC."

"Oh?" Li Xing became interested. "Really?"

"That's for sure. It is said that Liao Junlin won a lot a few days ago. Hehe, besides, this bastard Liao Junlin has a strong self-esteem and is very face-conscious. He spends money lavishly. He and Yan Zhenzhen check into a room five times a week. Bah, bastard!" When he said this, Wang Qiang drooled with envy.

Li Xing snorted with a fake smile, "Tsk tsk."

Although we don’t know what Liao Junlin borrowed the money for, it should be related to PC.

I'm afraid Liao Junlin was so angry that he lost the game.

……

Speaking of Liao Junlin, he accidentally played PC all night last week and won a little, but not much. He has a strong self-esteem, and when he saw that Yang Jin and Wang Qiang both won a lot of money (mainly because Wang Qiang is a big mouth and likes to brag, and he would brag about winning even though he clearly lost), Liao Junlin played big from the beginning.

There are wins and losses, but overall there are more losses.

At first, Liao Junlin just wanted to win a little, but later, he just wanted to win back what he lost.

As a result, Liao Junlin got deeper and deeper into the trap. In just one week, he had already invested more than 10,000 yuan. He wanted to give up, but he couldn't bear it. He borrowed some money from many good friends, but ended up throwing it all in without making any profit. The more he did this, the more frustrated he became. He borrowed almost all the money he could, and had already invested more than 30,000 yuan in total.

Now, if he plays on PC, it is impossible to win back the money he lost with a few hundred dollars. If he wants to make a comeback, he can only take a risk and play a big one.

You need a capital of 1 yuan, and then find the right opportunity, hit the target in one shot, and win back both the capital and profit, thus completely getting out of the pit.

Anyway, I have already lost more than 30,000 yuan, so I don’t mind losing another 10,000 yuan.

This is a true reflection of what is in his mind.

He knew that Yang Hao was rich. It was rumored that Yang Hao could make tens of thousands of yuan a month just from the JiSuDa Supermarket. He must be able to come up with ten thousand yuan. But he didn't expect that when he shamelessly went to borrow money, Yang Hao actually refused without even a second thought. Liao Junlin was very disappointed.

He sat downstairs in the dormitory and lit a cigarette.

At this moment, the weather was freezing cold, and there were densely packed lights on the tall buildings not far away, but not a single one was lit for him.

"Ugh."

Suddenly, an idea came into his mind.

There was another person he had never borrowed from.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Yan Zhenzhen.

"Baozi, are you there?"

"exist."

"Do you have any money? Lend me some."

After a moment, Yan Zhenzhen: "???"

Liao Junlin had no choice but to lie, saying that he had plenty of money recently, and his brother was in trouble and needed 3 yuan, but he could only come up with 2 yuan, leaving a shortfall of 1 yuan. His brother was very important to him, and he had to help him overcome the difficulties.

But Yan Zhenzhen never replied.

Liao Junlin called Yan Zhenzhen again and said a lot of earnest words on the phone. Finally, after his sweet talk, Yan Zhenzhen gave in and she actually transferred 1 yuan to him.

Liao Junlin didn't expect that Yan Zhenzhen actually had so much money.

"Baby, how do you really have so much money?"

Yan Zhenzhen sneered: "That's all, remember to return it to me."

Liao Junlin took a deep breath. The money had arrived, so he immediately recharged his account and prepared to make his move.

Again, he plays big, but doesn’t bet easily.

His way of playing is different from Wang Qiang's.

Wang Qiang bets almost every time, but Liao Junlin is not like that. He needs to wait and see for a while, and when he is almost certain to win, he will just bet big. If he loses, he will be depressed, but if he wins, he will take off immediately.

Moreover, Liao Junlin is playing in the 2.8x area.

2.8 and 6.8 times.

For example, if you place a small order of 100 and the small order is opened, you can directly get a gift of 680.

However, high returns mean high risks, and there is a difference between the 2.8x area and the 2.2x area.

For example, in the 2.8x area, if a straight is drawn, such as 234, 012, 890, you will not lose money, but you will break even. For example, if you bet on 100 and 678 is drawn, then to break even, you will still get 100 back.

In addition, except for straights, pairs will not be compensated. For example, 223 and 558 are also guaranteed to be the principal.

[No. xxxx: 2, 3, 6]

[No. xxxx: 3, 7, 2]

[No. xxxx: 6, 9, 2]

……

After waiting for more than ten rounds, Liao Junlin finally found the opportunity and placed his bet directly.

He just goes all in, playing with his adrenaline and his heartbeat.

[Successful bet: 8000Dd, 2000D]

Then, Liao Junlin began to wait with full concentration. At this moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, thumping non-stop. The pleasure of this adrenaline rush made him linger on.

It was as if he was a swordsman standing on the top of the Forbidden City, with his hands behind his back, looking down on the world. Opposite him was a peerless strong man who was famous in the martial arts world, and a hearty battle unfolded between them.

In this battle, the sword showed its sharp edge. It cut through the city wall and even obliterated the road.

Three minutes later.

[No. xxxx: 3, 8, 8]

19, pair, big single.

"Grass!"

Liao Junlin looked at the 10000 yuan gift money in his account which was still intact and he became so desperate that he almost smashed his phone.

He watched for so long and finally bet 1 and was ready to take off. Unexpectedly, he guessed it right, but it was a pair!

Liao Junlin continued to wait and see.

He waited patiently for a long time. For him, one cannot be impatient when placing bets. Those who bet every time are idiots, as winning or losing depends entirely on luck. But he is different. He is like a wild beast foraging in the jungle, always waiting for the opportunity to act and strive to kill with one blow.

Finally, Liao Junlin found an opportunity.

[Successful betting: 8000Dd, 2000Xd]

He thinks that the probability of opening a big order is higher this time, but it is also possible to open a small order. He thinks that the probability of opening a big order is higher, and if he opens a small order, he can still break even and make a little profit.

After placing the bet, Liao Junlin started to get nervous again, staring at the screen of his mobile phone without blinking.

It was as if he was now engaging in another duel with the long-famous swordsman. They had been evenly matched last time, but this time he was determined to take down that man.

Liao Junlin is very cautious.

Three minutes later.

[No. xxxx: 2, 3, 4]

9, small single, straight.

"Grass!"

Liao Junlin was so angry that his face turned green. He guessed right again, but unfortunately it was a straight number.

In fact, if Liao Junlin was playing in the 2.2x zone, he would have made tens of thousands of dollars in these two rounds, but it was a pity that he was playing at 2.8x.

Again, high risk, high reward.

If Liao Junlin wasn't greedy, how could he have lost so much? How could he still be losing now?

Looking at the 2000 yuan gift money in his account, Liao Junlin fell silent. He knew that it would be difficult for him to win it back.

Sure enough, that night, Liao Junlin stalled again.

(End of this chapter)