Su Jingzhen looked at the schedule in his hand and was a little confused.

The 1994 World Cup group stage was held in the United States and officially started on June 18th.

But looking at the group stage, Su Jingzhen couldn't remember which team qualified and which team advanced. The only thing that can be confirmed is that Brazil and Italy's two final teams will definitely advance, and the rest...

For example, the four teams in Group A, Romania, Switzerland, the United States, and Colombia, who still remembers which team they advanced to? After Colombia was eliminated, one person died, but Su Jingzhen really can't remember whether he was eliminated in the group stage or after promotion.

Fortunately, Su Jingzhen watched the final of this World Cup. The score between the two sides was 0 to 0 in 90 minutes, and the final penalty kick was decided. When watching the game, Su Jingzhen almost fell asleep because the game was quite dull and not exciting at all. It was not as expected. Two world-class teams killed to the death on the field, no, no at all.

With this memory, Su Jingzhen's money-making plan will not fail and will not be lost. But if he can make a lot of money, he will think too much. The winning or losing of a game is just the same. After winning, he can get 95% of the bet amount, which is considered to be a very conscientious dealer. In general games, the maximum number of games is 95% or 85%.

How does the dealer make money? It is not about killing big and losing small. It is not about betting on fish, shrimp and crabs. The game usually takes the water level, that is, draw commissions and bets for 100. It goes without saying that if you lose, you can only get back 18 if you win, and the remaining twenty will be taken away by the dealer.

Moreover, the dealer is very smart at the opening and will never take advantage of others. For example, Italy is the dominant against Brazil, but at the opening, the dealer will let the team with a big win give in. For example, Brazil gives the half-ball, so the score of the official game Brazil will win one to zero, and the gamblers who bet on Brazil can win money. If one goal is given, then it will take 2 to zero or 3 to one to win money.

If the ball is given and the draft is artificially reduced to the strength of a team with a large winning range to the same level as the opponent, the betting amount will also be reduced because of this. Some people will think of an upset. The money of a team with a large winning range may be bet on the opposite team, which will balance the betting amounts on both sides.

No matter if you win there, the dealer will not lose, and because of the commission, it will make sure to make a profit and not lose.

Of course, if the cold is out, the dealer will still lose money, but this situation rarely happens, so the dealer will treat it as a red envelope.

Su Jingzhen thought for a long time and only had one or two games to bet. His capital was limited. It seemed that the idea of ​​making a fortune by the World Cup was shattered. Of course, it was okay to make some small money. If you invest 10,000, you can get back 18,000 yuan with capital and profit. This is almost done. For ordinary people, this is not a small amount of money.

"Jing Zhen, do you want to watch the World Cup?" Chen Hua came in from the back door of the classroom. When he walked back to his seat, he found Su Jingzhen in a daze with the newspaper. He glanced at it and found that it was the World Cup schedule on it, so he asked.

"I guess I can't watch the group stage. I'm going to take the exam. I can watch it after the exam. We'll finish the final in mid-July. Then we'll finish the exam long ago." Su Jingzhen was almost shocked. Hearing a familiar voice, he answered his childhood sweetheart's questions without looking back.

"Oh..." Chen Hua also mentioned this. She had no interest in these high-confrontational exercises that had physical contact.

Su Jingzhen and her classmates who have been with her for more than ten years, of course she knew that she didn't like this, and even knew that she didn't like any confrontational sports, but because of why she didn't like it, this was a question he had been confused about for more than ten years.

"Hey... I said it's big and tall. If you don't like football and basketball, that's reasonable. Didn't a physical education teacher ask you to practice high jump before? It doesn't require physical contact, why don't you go?" Su Jingzhen asked with curiosity.

Chen Hua was about to pull out the chair and sit down. After hearing this, he glanced at him and said with contemptuous eyes: "Are you stupid? Sports students have to get up early in the morning to train. I might as well lie on the bed and sleep when there is that time."

"Oh, you're so tall..."

"Do you want to die? Sister, I will help you."

The two of them were joking, but someone couldn't see it from a distance.

"Xiao Hua, this is a new album released by King Liu in November last year. I saw you listening to his belt a few days ago. This box was bought too much at that time, so I gave it to you."

Chen Hua looked at the classmate who was walking over coldly, and refused without hesitation: "Thank you, but I don't like King Liu."

"Ah? I clearly saw you listening to his cassette that day."

Seeing that his classmate was so ignorant, Chen Hua stood up straight and stared at him with his lips pursed.

Chen Hua is quite tall, a tall man of more than 1.7 meters tall, taller than many boys in the class. This is a problem of regional ethnicity. There are many local boys in Guangdong that are not even 1.7 meters tall. The person in front of Chen Hua is one of them.

The pressure was too great to be stared at by a girl with a look down on her. The courage that Jiang Ming had finally mustered was suppressed and disappeared. If he hadn't seen the goddess in his heart talking and laughing, he wouldn't have gritted his teeth and come up to give gifts.

Su Jingzhen had heard of a boy who sent love letters and gifts to Chen Hua before, but it was the first time he had witnessed it with his own eyes. He should have been jealous, but the male classmate in front of him had too poor conditions. Su Jingzhen felt funny and had no idea of ​​competition.

It would be fine if Jiang Ming's height is not as tall as Su Jingzhen, but even Chen Hua's, so why are you competing for? Chen Hua is young now, and he is not in his thirties and forties and cannot get married. He has not yet reached height and weight.

Chen Hua's deskmate Jiang Wenting saw the two of them freeze here, so she quickly smoothed out the cassette from Jiang Ming's hand and said, "Oh, Xiao Hua doesn't like King Liu, I like it. She used to borrow the cassette from me. Xiao Ming, how many days should I lend this tape?"

Jiang Wenting really made a smooth move. She didn't even tear the sealed transparent adhesive bag, so she dared to say that she borrowed it and listened.

"I...I gave it to Chen Hua..." Jiang Ming stammered and stuttered a little.

Chen Hua frowned at this time. Is this man stupid? Did he forcefully give gifts?

"Tingting, don't take other people's things, I won't accept this gift." Chen Hua first said to his deskmate, then turned his head and said to the male classmate with a very cold attitude: "I have never accepted other people's gifts for so many years, and yours is no exception. Please take them back."

After hearing this, Jiang Wenting curled her lips. Whoever said she would not accept it, you can accept it if Su Jingzhen gave it to you.
Chapter completed!