If the confession fails, chase her bestie

"Brothers, retreat and defend. Don't give them the chance to easily break into a fast break."

"Yuanzi, where are your three-pointers? Why did you shoot so poorly today, so absent-minded?"

"Fuck you, Yuanzi, you are so abstract today. If you continue like this, you will lose the game."

"Yuanzi, you committed an offensive foul. Why did your strength suddenly increase?"

As soon as the game started, Zhang Zhongding, Xu Zhi and others discovered that Li Yuan was out of form, his shots were inaccurate, he couldn't get stuck, and his coordination and tactics couldn't be achieved. Even though his strength seemed to be getting stronger.

At the end of the game, Class 22 lost the game by 8 points, 64:72.

The main responsibility for the loss lies with Li Yuan. He had abandoned basketball in his previous life, and he just picked it up when he was reborn.

Li Yuan was feeling depressed when a voice suddenly came from his ear:

"Li Yuan, is this your level? Haha, no wonder Bai Weixi rejected you."

Li Yuan looked sideways, and saw a tall and thin man about the same height as him, with some pimples on his face, looking at him aggressively.

Li Yuan sneered: "Who are you, who has the right to criticize me? Are you the scoundrel who wrote 108 love letters, but Bai Weixi didn't even look at you?"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that all the love letters you wrote were given to me by Bai Weixi and used as toilet paper in my house."

Luo Jingwei was furious and clenched his fists. This was his dark history and one of the reasons for his envy, jealousy and hatred towards Li Yuan.

Although Bai Weixi did not agree to Li Yuan's confession, the two had a very good relationship during the three years of high school. Not only were they roommates, they also often went out together and occasionally held hands.

In the eyes of many classmates, Li Yuan and Bai Weixi are a perfect match. They are both talented and good-looking, and both have good grades. They are a perfect match.

But only Li Yuan himself understood that the relationship between the two only stopped at holding hands occasionally. It was an ambiguous relationship and it was difficult to go further.

More than friendship, lovers are not enough.

This is the fish farming method of senior green tea, giving a little sweetness, but always keeping a distance.

Luo Jingwei also turned on the taunting mode: "Li Yuan, how can you be better than me? You say that I am a licker. How about you, you have been licking for three years, and you have been rejected too?"

Li Yuan sneered: "Haha!"

When Luo Jingwei saw Li Yuan's meaningful sneer, he immediately became angry and asked loudly: "Li Yuan, if you are a man, come and have a duel between men with me. We will compete fairly to see who can catch Bai Weixi in the end. "

Li Yuan raised his eyebrows and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He sneered contemptuously and turned around to leave.

"Li Yuan, why don't you answer? Are you afraid?"

"What level of player are you, are you worthy of being my opponent?" Li Yuan paused, and his disdainful voice reached Luo Jingwei's ears, making him instantly furious.

Luo Jingwei stood in front of Li Yuan, with sparks in his eyes: "Li Yuan, you are crazy enough. Aren't you also a rejected licking dog? If you can go any better than me, I will definitely chase Bai Weixi."

Li Yuan knocked Luo Jingwei's body away, causing him to stumble to the ground.

Li Yuan's murderous and heart-wrenching voice came to his ears.

"I've done it!"

…

There are many evening food stalls in the county, and there is one at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School.

After ordering some barbecue and Snow Beer, the five of us just wore wet jerseys, whistling about Haiti, eating meat and drinking from big bowls.

Youth is capital, unlike middle-aged people who have to consider whether they have the "three highs" if they want barbecue, beer, or crayfish.

Several people chatted about the future, looked forward to college life, and talked about the gossip they had heard.

"Yuanzi, at the end of the third year of high school, several couples in our class that I know have successfully confessed their love. Well, it seems that only you, the most favored one, failed to confess their love."

"Good son, if you don't open the pot, you'll have to drink it. If you don't, blow a bottle."

"Dazhi, what do you mean, you have already chased classmate Wang Yuchen?"

"Hey, we made an appointment to go to a city to go to college."

The drinking capacity is still average now. After each person drank five or six bottles of beer, he was already drunk.

Wang Shuai held a bottle of beer, put his arms around Li Yuan's neck, and said drunkenly: "Yuanzi, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Brothers are like brothers and sisters, and women are like clothes. When we get to college, let's have a real talk. When it comes to love, forget about Bai Weixi. Let’s talk about it and wish you a happy breakup.”

Yang Zhen also raised the wine bottle: "Xiao Shuai is right. Only when a man has an unforgettable love break can he welcome a better love."

Zhang Zhongding also raised his glass: "Come on, Yuanzi, the old will not go, the new will not come, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why should you fall in love with a flower unrequitedly."

"Happy breakup, I wish you happiness. You can find a better breakup, please be happy. Only by saying goodbye to the wrong can you meet the right one."

Wang Shuai took the lead in singing "Happy Breakup", and Yang Zhen and Zhang Zhongding also sang along, but the sound was a bit like howling like ghosts and wolves, and several men and women at the food stalls nearby frowned when they heard it.

Li Yuan's eyes actually became a little moist:

"Fuck, listen to them singing, it's like I really broke up with Bai Weixi after three years of dating. I just held hands, hugged, and kissed my cheek. I didn't do anything else, and I didn't get on base. Mader, The more I think about it, the worse I feel. Should I just let her go?"

Xu Zhi glanced at the text message on his phone. It was from Wang Yuchen. He hesitated to speak. He silently raised the bottle and put it to Li Yuan's ear: "Yuanzi, I think you and classmate Bai can finally get together. "

"Dazhi, I can't handle her high-level green tea."

Li Yuan was also a little drunk, and drank the beer in the bottle. How could he not know that these were several good friends comforting him who had broken up.

This time, drinking was different from the previous life. He drank painfully and very freely.

Alcohol is indeed the best medicine for men to resolve their troubles.

…

The next day, Li Yuan slept until the sun was high in the sky before getting up, and his head was still dizzy.

"Drinking too much beer will also give you a headache. I can't drink so much in the future."

Last night, the five of them drank seven or eight bottles of beer each, plus barbecue, and spent 230 yuan, which was considered a big meal.

Looking at the time, it was already past 11 o'clock in the morning. He didn't want to have lunch, so he simply washed up and slipped into the Internet cafe to continue his coding career.

In a blink of an eye, two days passed, and it was June 16th, and the fifth game of the NBA Finals also started as scheduled.

Still without any surprises, the Lakers won, the score came to 3:2, according to the odds of 1.8, after the prize was redeemed, he had 149,400 yuan in hand.

And the principal he paid was only 20,000 yuan, and in just 6 days, he made a net profit of nearly 130,000 yuan.

This was his first pot of gold.

No, there was one last crucial game next.

Li Yuan rode his bicycle to the sports lottery shop at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as he came in, the young owner of the sports lottery shop excitedly greeted Li Yuan: "God, you are finally here, the flowers I have been waiting for are all withered. Which team are you going to buy for the game the day after tomorrow?"

"Let me check the odds first."

Li Yuan spoke calmly, he had expected this scene a long time ago.

He won three consecutive bets, and made more than 20,000 yuan just in this one. It would be strange if it did not attract the attention of the owner of the sports lottery shop.

However, sports lottery is different from other lotteries. It mainly depends on the degree of understanding of sports events.

This is making money with your own ability.

In the mind of the owner of this sports lottery shop, Li Yuan has become a basketball fan with unique vision.

After cashing in the prize, Li Yuan looked at the latest odds.

The odds of the Celtics winning are 1.4, and the bookmaker is also optimistic that the Celtics will win the final victory after returning to their home court. .

Chapter 8 Say one more thing to you: Good night, brother!

In the last game, Li Yuan was not going to continue to simply buy the win or loss. The odds of the win or loss were only 1.4. Even if he won, he would not make much money, which was not attractive to him at all.

So, he was going to buy the net score.

He still remembered that the last game would be an inhumane one-sided massacre, which almost created an NBA historical record.

Li Yuan said calmly: "Boss, can you help me see what the odds of the winning point difference are."

The owner of the sports lottery shop looked at the odds on the website.

"If you bet on the Celtics to win, the difference is within 5 points, the odds are 1.3; 6-10 points, 2.4; 11-15 points, 5.6; 16-20 points, 10.2; 21-30 points, 24.8; 30 points or more, 42.5..."

"Master, which one are you going to buy?"

The owner of the sports lottery store was expectantly waiting for Li Yuan's reply.

Li Yuan carefully looked at the various odds. This was a gamble. If he won, he would become a millionaire, and if he lost, he would lose everything.

Based on the principle of gluttony, the bold will die, and starvation, the timid will die, in order to earn the first pot of gold, Li Yuan decided to give it a try.

"Boss, I'll buy the last one, the one with a score difference of more than 30 points and an odds of 42.5."

After hearing Li Yuan's decision, the owner of the sports lottery shop changed his expression and stared at Li Yuan in shock: "Young man, do you want to bet so much? Isn't it better to continue betting on the outcome?"

"The Lakers and Celtics are equally strong. The score difference in the first five games was within 10 points... In order to make money and ratings, the league will definitely let the game play a full seventh game. The Celtics will most likely lose the sixth game..."

"No matter how much analysis is done, the Celtics can't win the Lakers by more than 30 points. The sixth game will definitely be a bloody battle with a close score."

The analysis of the sports lottery shop owner was also popular at the time, and it was reasonable.

After all, the yellow-green battle, every extra game, is hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue. The NBA is a commercial league. If you don't make money, no one will believe it.

Li Yuan was too lazy to explain and said firmly: "Just buy it as I said, the one with the highest odds, and invest all 24,900 in it."