Chapter 34 Ten-year-old billionaire

Just when Wang Qibu, the heartless guy who was running around Hong Kong was running wildly, Song Chengfeng, who was located in the office of the top chairman of a business building in the prime location of Central China, had an extra habit of watching the football. Yes, since he helped Wang Qibu make a million rmb bet, he began to pay close attention to the European Cup schedule. Of course, he didn't care about that million, even a hundred million things would not attract such great attention. What Song Chengfeng really cares about was whether Wang Qibu could continue his incredible magic.

Time passes heartlessly like Wang Qibu, and the performance of the Denmark team is exactly the same as that of the ancestors of Wang Qibu, Song Chengfeng, some of the already serious mentally ill patients, octopus Paul.... On June 11, the Denmark team tied England by zero to zero. This game, which was named ugly and lucky by English fans, did not make people optimistic about the fate of the Denmark team. As for what they won the championship,

Crazy talk, Sweden, the host country of this time, has no one to talk about. The reason is very simple. Do you want to be beaten? Do you want to be beaten and sent to a mental hospital after being beaten? Do you think that after the mental hospital, patients discriminate against you as a lunatic? After the game, Song Chengfeng immediately called a senior fan executive; "Sir, is there anything that can serve you?" Because of Song's Western background, no one in the company calls him the chairman, but they all call him Mr.

"You only need to answer me one question, that is, who is better than England or Denmark? Oh, you have to say objectively." Thinking of his identity, Song Chengfeng added.

"Of course it's England. It has nothing to do with your identity, because if you ask me who can win this Champions League championship, then I will tell you it's Germany without hesitation." The executive answered firmly based on his years of ball watching experience and the European football betting market learned through private channels.

On June 14, the Danish team, whose fate was ill-fated in this European Cup, encountered the Swedish team, who was the host country and the popular champion, at the Rasonda Stadium in Solna. After 90 minutes of fierce battle, the Denmark finally lost to the hosts by zero to one, and tasted their unfamiliar defeat. In fact, whether it is animals or aliens, they are destined to never understand humans. One of the main reasons is human emotions and thoughts. For example, the Denmark tied the strong England in the previous game, which was interpreted as character.

The explosion, or simply refers to the unpolite words such as shit and turtle life. However, although they lost to Sweden in today's game, they won the respect and recognition of many people, thinking that at least this is a tenacious team. The local newspaper even used the title "Denmark, a respectable opponent" as the front page of the sports day. Of course, this is a large reason for the sympathy for "the people who are about to leave", because the result of one draw and one defeat made their qualifying only stay in the theory that France and England must fight to zero to zero.

"Will a miracle happen?" Song Chengfeng's heart, sitting in front of the TV, has reached an all-time high.

However, well, yes, the miracle happened! Not long after, from Malmo, the old enemy of England and France, both military and on the court, exchanged white papers with each other. It was from the moment of this miracle that the balance in Song Chengfeng's heart had begun to turn to the greater miracle.

Perhaps Malmo's Idrotesplatz Stadium is really a blessing for Denmark, because just two days later, the substitute team magically knocked down France, a veteran team. It was a wonderful game, both from the viewing and from the technical point of view. The total game was three goals, tying the highest single-game goal since the European Cup championship battle created by the hosts Sweden and England. Two to one! It was not until the final whistle that the shocked people began to realize that as soon as they appeared

The real fairy tale is being staged, or rather, long ago. If it is said that draw with England is luck and defeating the host Sweden is normal, then defeating France is definitely an upset. However, this prophet like Wang Qibu has already shown everything, but many people are seeing it as clearing obstacles for the defending champion Dutch team. Failure is still the inevitable fate of Denmark's colorful team. The next game is the gap between fairy tales and reality that can never be crossed. However, is it really the case?

On Monday, June 22, 1992, the defending champion Dutch team faced the Danish team who had been stumbled through the ullevi Stadium in Gothenburg. Subjectively, the players of the Dutch team did not treat this as a semi-final. They believed that this was at best a practice match before the German team. Just before the game, the head coach of the Dutch team was thinking about the question of which two substitutes were on the bench to exercise.

Objectively speaking, the gap between the Dutch and Denmark is also obvious and huge. One is the defending champion, and the other is the luckydog who stands here by relying on luck and God's draw. The two are indeed incomparable. But after the game started, people found that this lucky guy played back and forth with the defending champion, which was very lively. As soon as you came, I cut back and forth a "single knife". The original lively thing gradually made people frightened.

, and the game itself has been unable to give fans a calm reason, because the suspense of the victory and loss has not been revealed until the 120 minutes of play. Penalty! At this cruel moment, everyone held their breath... Just like the half-blind magic man Liu Qian said; is this a time to witness the miracle, or a holy war against the throne? The score of 7 to 6 revealed the final mystery. Through the penalty shootout, the Denmark finally eliminated the defending champion Dutch team and won the ticket to the final.

"Hiss." Seeing this result, Song Chengfeng, who was staying up late in watching the game in the living room, couldn't help but take a breath. He looked at the empty sofa beside him and thought of Wang Qibu, who was originally sitting there and being pulled to watch the game, but after watching it for a while, he went back to the room to sleep. "Don't he care about the game? Or he had really predicted the result of the game, but it seemed that he would not be able to do so. And if he didn't know, then this was a little terrible for billions of wealth. "In this way, Song Chengfeng, who had been tortured by Wang Qibu, muttered to himself.

Although this is the first time to participate in the European Cup as a unified and complete country, the tough style of both East and West Germany has been learned by almost all fans. So even though the Denmark has created many miracles, it seems that it is difficult to defeat this two-in-one chariot with Snow White leading the seven dwarves.

"Qianbu, how do you watch this game?" Song Chengfeng asked Wang Qibu who was dragged by him in the living room to watch the football. Song Aimen and his son were also waiting for Wang Qibu's answer next to him.

"Of course, the Danish team won, otherwise wouldn't it be my 160 million." Wang Qibu made a matter of unknown reason for this.

"Since you don't want to say it, let me say it; the strength comparison of this game is very obvious. Whether in terms of personnel quality or overall ability, Germany is far better than Denmark. The German team is also a team that emphasizes offense, so if the Denmark wants to win, it must limit the opponent's offense and try its best to defend. So this game is actually competing for the Denmark's defensive ability, striving to defend for 120 minutes, and then using penalty kicks to decide the victory, so Germany has no advantage." Song Chengfeng, who has successfully advanced from a ball blind to a pseudo-fan, analyzed it with great success.

"Since Uncle Song has even expressed his opinions as a new fan, I will just say a few words; you should say half of the time. Whether the Denmark can win this game does depend on his defense. But if they are determined to drag the game into a penalty shootout, then the Denmark's defense should have collapsed without having to play in overtime." Although I can't remember the specific score, I remember that Germany was kicked into a zero-egg King's seven-step correction path.

"Oh, what is the remaining half?" Song Chengfeng asked.

"Counterattack. To be precise, it is a defensive counterattack. From the previous records, it can be seen that Nelson's level is much better than Uncle Song, you, you, the novice, so he will definitely see the short flaw after the powerful German attack. Then he and his team will use this flaw to defeat the German team." In fact, Wang Qibu, who was conjecture, said seriously. Song Chengfeng, who was listening with relish, did not count, even Song Aimen and his son were confused.

One to zero, two to zero, the game is indeed developing towards what Wang Qibu said. This is amazing and is actually happening. At the command of Snow White, the seven dwarves dismantled the chariot. Anyway, this is the situation. As for whether to accept it or not, let's do it.

The whistle sounded, and the 1992 fairy tale version of the European Cup finally came to an end. The Danish team unexpectedly, legendary, and fairy tale-filled championship.

"Oh, it's finally over." Wang Qibu said as he stretched his body and yawned.

"Qianbu, are you the reaction you deserve after you just gained billions of wealth?" She put down the shock in her heart first, and Song Chengfeng blurted out.

"Uncle Song, I'm so calm, well, a little impatient, it's entirely because I've long believed that Denmark would win. And I remember when you promised to bet for me, I was already happy and even set up a building to celebrate. So I really feel that there is no reason to be happy again now. As for this so-called billions of wealth, it's just a number for me." Unlike in the past, Wang Qibu gave a clear answer this time, and the same as in the past is the deep Wang's costume. Especially when it comes to the period when "money is a number".

"Qianbu, you really taught my uncle a lesson. But, well, you should know what we all want to know the most now?" Because I couldn't help it, this was the second time that a person like Song Chengfeng asked the same question for the first time. Of course, Wang Qibu could not say it or still deal with it vaguely, but doing so would undoubtedly hurt his originally strong relationship with the Song family, increasing the suspicion that both sides had almost no originally.

"Uncle Song, do you believe in intuition?" Wang Qibu paused deliberately, and then asked Song Chengfeng. Dear audiences, it's time to test his acting skills.

"I believe." Song Chengfeng, who was infected by Wang Qibu's serious aura, also said solemnly.

"I know it's really hard for others to understand, but just after I had some experience in practicing boxing that day, the Danish team would win the European Cup. This idea that I thought was funny began to linger in my mind. Then I kept thinking about this while eating, and you know my final decision." The expressions of restraint, dodging, unconfident, etc. were like a revolving lantern on Wang Qibu's face, and a complex emotion that could not be strictly expressed by him. He successfully portrayed a boy character who had experienced a miraculous event but was worried that others would not believe it.

"Oh my God, is this God's revelation?" Betina Windsor exclaimed. One.

"I believe you." Song Ai Meng also made a position. Two.

"Seven Steps, this world is very big, and there will definitely be some things that we humans cannot understand. You can realize that these are your fortune, so don't be burdened." Song Chengfeng also comforted. Third, the Song family fell.
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