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The next half hour.

The score was locked at 2:0, and everyone was desperate.

It was as if neither side could score anymore goals.

This also means that they will lose the last final.

"ah--"

"What a kick!"

"France can't score a goal?"

Song Ziyu was about to collapse. He didn't mean that he couldn't afford to lose, but this was indeed too heartwarming to watch.

The game has gone on for 70 minutes.

There were only two goals in the first half.

Argentina's victory seems certain.

"Gone!"

"2:2 is difficult!" Chen Yetao sighed.

Song Ziyu curled her lips and said: "Damn it, I went to play games and stopped watching!"

Li Mowen was already checking various trading rules of the stock market in bed. He had played simulated stock trading before, but this was a simulation after all, and he had no experience in real trading yet.

Although he can have the ability to deduce the future, he still needs to make some preparations in advance.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was even a little depressing at the moment.

"Brother Li, is there still hope?" Li Zhaohua rubbed his messy hair and couldn't help but smoke a cigarette on the balcony.

Li Mowen smiled and said: "Football is round. It is not over until the last moment."

Li Zhaohua looked at the moon tonight with confused eyes.

The moon tonight.

It's really a bit round.

The reality is cruel. After winning several games in a row, everyone got a little carried away.

Now it seems that you are about to lose. The huge gap can make people feel extremely depressed and depressed.

[Yanni Chen: It’s so difficult. It feels like this is it. Why is France so weak? 】

[Li Mowen: Fortunately, you didn’t post a selfie? 】

[Chen Yanni: Hahaha, you are so annoying, you always talk about what others think. 】

[Li Mowen: Bye! 】

[Chen Yanni: Come on, I won’t blame you if you lose. You can’t always win. 】

…

Now on the other side.

A Lamborghini sports car stopped at a roadside barbecue stall.

The beauty, who had almost all the eyes on her, was sitting there covering her mouth and laughing softly.

"Hahaha."

"You're so funny!"

Xu Ziyin's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Because she found that many people in the class were at Aite Li Mowen, and it seemed that she was finally going to lose this time.

Wu Xuelun was also watching the game on his mobile phone. He originally wanted to ask him to go to the bar to watch the game, but Xu Ziyin said he didn't want to watch the World Cup and said he hated it.

There is no other way.

You can't just give up on women just for the World Cup.

Moreover, she is the school belle of the acting department who is in her first year of acting. Wu Xuelun fell in love with her. He smiled and said: "Zi Yin, you feel a lot better?"

Xu Ziyin knew that was because she was sure that Li Mowen was going to lose.

What a God of Gamblers.

The myth of the world champion has finally been shattered.

But Xu Ziyin smiled charmingly and said: "It's okay, thank you for accompanying me!"

Wu Xuelun sighed and said, "I'm annoyed, it's my turn to be unhappy."

Xu Ziyin said with a peach blossom smile in her eyes: "Did you lose?"

"Then let me treat you tonight!"

She smiled very thoughtfully and gently: "Betting on football is still unreliable, just feel the atmosphere."

Wu Xuelun said with emotion: "Yes, if you had asked me out earlier, I might not even have bought it. It's all your fault!"

Xu Ziyin burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, let's play like this, right?"

She pursed her lips and smiled: "Then are you still going to the bar? The ball must not have been played yet!"

Wu Xuelun's eyes lit up and he said: "Are you going? If you go, I will go!"

Xu Ziyin blinked her eyes, and she said thoughtfully: "You have been with me for so long, so I should accompany you to watch football for a while."

"ok!"

"Walk!"

Wu Xuelun stood up without hesitation, took Xu Ziyin's hand and walked towards the sports car parked on the roadside.

At this time he discovered a small detail.

This girl did not refuse her hand.

His mood suddenly lifted, and it didn't seem to matter if he lost money. After all, the school beauty who was a freshman in the theater was indeed extremely beautiful.

Xu Ziyin also blushed slightly, but she felt relieved again when she saw the sports car.

And my previous boyfriend was always said to be older.

Wu Xuelun was different, he looked like he was in his twenties.

The meeting process was also very good. Apart from holding her hand now, there were almost no other intentionally intimate actions.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

Xu Ziyin sat down in the passenger seat.

Wu Xuelun fastened her seat belt, then threw the phone away and said with a smile, "I was dumped, a few days ago."

Xu Ziyin was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Huh?"

"real or fake?"

Wu Xuelun said with a smile: "Really, you can look at the phone yourself."

Xu Ziyin said half-jokingly: "You don't have two mobile phones, do you?"

Wu Xuelun said with a smile: "Impossible, there are also chats between me and my brother in the group, but what they say is all bragging, don't believe it!"

Xu Ziyin actually picked up her phone and started reading.

Unexpectedly.

The corner of Wu Xuelun's mouth curled up.

Got hit.

Take a look.

Anyway, there is no longer my girlfriend in there.

As for the rest, it’s normal for a rich second-generation girl like me to take the initiative to find someone.

…

However, no one expected it.

When the World Cup final progressed to the 80th minute, Mbappe descended from the gods and scored two goals in two minutes.

It directly ignited the atmosphere of the entire game.

"2:2!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Song Ziyu jumped up in excitement, pulled Li Mowen into his arms, and shouted: "Brother, you are my god!"

"I love you, Brother Li!!"

"Marry me!"

2:2, he bought 50,000 yuan, and if he won, it would be one million!

One million!

As an eighteen or nineteen-year-old freshman, this is simply too exaggerated.

Even if Song Ziyu's family had money, they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

Chen Yetao and Li Zhaohua were also jumping up and down excitedly.

They can also win hundreds of thousands.

What the hell do you need a bicycle for?

It exploded!

Song Ziyu prayed to God and Buddha, picked up three cigarettes, inserted them in front of the computer, bowed and said: "Please, please!"

"Let's end it like this!"

"No one can score!"

"It will be a tie and overtime to determine the winner."

Li Mowen smiled and said amusedly: "It's not bad. If we finish with this score, I should have more than five million."

Chen Yetao's eyes widened.

More than five million!

Oh my god!

I really became rich overnight and became a winner in life.

The counterattack is instantaneous.

[Chen Yanni: Ah ah ah, I love you baby, 2:2. 】

[Chen Yanni: Hahaha, you are so awesome, so fierce. 】

[Yanni Chen: If this score ends, I can earn 600,000. Oh my God, 600,000. I can buy a BMW. 】

The corners of Li Mowen's mouth turned upward slightly, is it over?

Of course it can't end like this.

In the end, there were two goals that brought this World Cup to a higher explosive point!

[Li Mowen: Love can’t just be said. 】

[Chen Yanni: You are good or bad, but I like you so much. 】

[Chen Yanni: Hahaha, wait until it’s over. I’ll go find you after I win the money. 】

Even just reading the text, it can be seen that Chen Yanni is indeed very happy, and her whole person has reached the point of excitement.

certainly.

Li Mowen can also understand.

Who wouldn't be confused after making hundreds of thousands overnight?

It is because of this exciting pleasure that so many gamblers fall into the trap and eventually go bankrupt or even jump off the building.

However, Li Mowen is not a real gambler. He is even more sober and calm than anyone around him. After all, he just made a certain bet.

Winning is certain, but the process is a bit tortuous.

At this time, Li Mowen took advantage of the situation and posted his two lottery tickets directly to the FeiDou account.

Suddenly the traffic surged instantly.

Various likes pop up.

[F*ck, God, it’s you who’s paying me back! 】

【five million? 】

[Damn, crazy, did you really win? 】

[@dvdLook, this is the real awesomeness! 】

[@小豆子, hurry up, make it public, 2:2, 3:3]

There are still ten minutes left in the game.

When it was announced at this time, everyone was stunned.

[Chen Yanni: Baby, are you hungry? Can I order you some fried chicken? 】

Li Mowen burst into laughter.

Have you started to be attentive?

[Li Mowen: It’s okay, but it’s a bit too noisy, otherwise I’d want to sleep. 】

[Chen Yanni: Tsk tsk tsk, I tui, only a ghost can believe it, can you sleep? 】

[Li Mowen: I really want to sleep. Anyway, money is nothing more than external possessions. 】

[Chen Yanni: I really want to hit you, but I can’t bear to do it. 】

"Fuck!"

"Why does the extra time take so long!"

"I feel something is wrong!"

"Wori!"

Song Ziyu smelled a bit of conspiracy, as if someone was behind the scenes, and suddenly reversed the situation and tied the game 2:2.

Li Zhaohua said nervously: "There won't be any more balls, right?"

"Don't do it."

"Sure profit, what are you trying to do at this time?"

They were all a little panicked and were looking forward to this being the end.

After all, if anyone scores one more goal, hundreds of thousands will be wasted.

But fearful.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

In the end, they still failed to hold on to the score, and Messi scored another goal, 3:2.

There was a crash.

Exploded!