"Are you doing it wrong?" Lao Gu and the fat man asked in unison.

"No!... Look, it's the same if you calculate it again!" Lao Bai calculated it again.

"Well! Fatty, you should report Xiao Dai's down first!" Old Gu said to the fat man.

"Then are we still fighting with Brother Wen? Do you want to tell Brother Wen about Xiao Dai's slap?" The fat man asked after reporting Xiao Dai's three strings and one by one.

"No, now it's useless. The game is almost beginning. Wait a little longer, see if there is any change in Zhang Wen's remaining ten minutes? Zhang Wen's overall profit is not as good as Xiao Dai, which means that he is playing more steadily." Old Gu shook his head and said.

"Then wait a little longer, I only believe in Brother Wen anyway." said the fat man.

At the same time, Zhang Wen also received a call from Shang Yue: "Boss, the odds have changed. Now Sao Paulo has taken a draw/half of the away game. I calculated it again and the chance of winning the set is greater, but the water level has also been lowered, only 0.775."

"Well! How about your European odds table? Which one is more profitable from the draw or the away team wins?" Zhang Wen also felt that the water level was too low, because his choice was very conservative in two games and the profit would not be very high.

"It seems that if the visiting team wins, the yield rate will be higher as a casino! But the premise is that all the lower scores must be bet on the home team now." Shang Yue was a little unsure.

"That's right. If the water level in the lower set can rise above 0.8, you can directly play the away team in the standard set to win. The odds of the draw/half-ball are usually not tied." Zhang Wen was very happy that Shang Yue's calculation result was similar to his expectations.

"Ah? But the competition is about to begin!"

"It doesn't matter, there are ten minutes left. Now it's the peak of the next round. I'll take a look! You go to bed first!" Zhang Wen felt more and more confident in this game.

"Oh! Then... I'll hang up first!"

Zhang Wen was now focused on the changes in odds on the computer and kept refreshing. Finally, after five minutes, the water level in the lower plate rose to 0.8, which shows that the lower plates are now concentrated in the upper plate. It’s great, the hottest will surely die!

Looking at the standard set, the odds of the away team's winning also rose from 3.1 to 3.3. Zhang Wen saw that the time was almost done, so he picked up his phone and called the fat man: "Change my shot, and the first two games will not move. In the last game, from the original Asian game to the standard game's winning. Let's report it now."

"Oh! OK, OK, I understand!" The fat man first reported Zhang Wen's resignation, and then asked Lao Gu: "How is it? Let's follow him, right?"

"Wait, Lao Bai will calculate first. How much is Zhang Wen's profit after changing this?" Lao Gu asked Lao Bai to calculate first.

"Well! I'll calculate, 20,000*1.28*1.32*3.3=111,500, remove the principal and make a profit...90,000 yuan!" Lao Bai said hesitantly after calculating.

"What? What the hell is Zhang Wen doing? Why is it so different from just now, and it's more than double the profit just now?" Old Gu couldn't pretend to be deep and jumped up suddenly.

"Can you play? The game is about to begin. Zhu Wenyu has followed 20,000 yuan." The fat man asked Lao Gu, he had already helped Zhu Wenyu get a tragedy.

"Then... then follow less, why do I feel a little overwhelmed? Or follow ten thousand!" Old Gu couldn't accept Zhang Wen's changes.

Originally, the three of us discussed buying 20,000 yuan together, but now Lao Gu proposed to reduce the investment amount. The fat man was a little unhappy: "10,000 yuan? After waiting for a night, the three of us were not as good as Zhu Wenyu. Forget it, forget it, let's fight separately, how much do you fight Lao Gu?"

"I... I'll make 5,000! I donated 5,000 yesterday." Old Gu became more and more worried, and the profit increased too much.

"Old Bai, where are you?"

"I'm still the same as before, and I'm going to get 2,000!" Although Lao Bai was a little worried, he didn't prepare much for the slaughter, so he kept it the same.

"That's 7,000, okay! I'll make 13,000, no, I'll make up an integer, 15,000! At least it's more than 2,000 Zhu Wenyu! Brother Xinwen will have eternal life! There are those you regret at that time!" The fat man was still angry at this moment.

The fat man had just reported the lower quota, and the game began within two minutes.

This game was so exciting. Although the Sao Paulo team's performance this season is not good, the right stars are all stars who once dominated the European arena, such as Fabianao, Denilson, etc. Although it is not in the peak state, its offensive ability cannot be underestimated. In the 12th minute, Fabianao scored the first goal.

0:1 The away team leads.

"Damn! Is the visiting team really winning?" Old Gu shouted.

The fat man was overjoyed and ran downstairs to get a bunch of wine and food, and had a drink with Lao Gu and Lao Bai: "Haha! I will eat one more cent of wine, so I will have one more cent of strength. I will drink three bottles of wine and save it to score three goals."

At the end of the first half, the fat man drank two bottles of beer at 1:2.

Only 5 minutes into the second half, St. Paul's team entered another one, and the score on the court became 1:3. The fat man picked up the bottle and drank a bottle of beer: "It's great!"

"Fatty! Hehe...hehe..." Old Gu was a little uneasy and came to the fat man.

"Stay there! I know what you are going to say? I won't give it to you! Today, it's three strings and one, and ten thousand wins 50,000." The fat man drank three bottles of beer and was very sober.

"Brother, are we brothers? If I hadn't heard of this top secret news, would you think of following me?" Lao Gu said sensationally.

"Don't do this. Last time you told me about a Russian girl, I called my wife and beat her up. I haven't settled the score with you yet!" The fat man glanced at Lao Gu.

"Uh! Can you blame me? You are drunk yourself! I heard that a few more African girls came over there a few days ago, and they were pitch black. The lights turned off at night. If she didn't grin, you wouldn't be able to find anyone, otherwise I'll take you to have fun?" Lao Gu shouted aggrievedly.

"Fatty, hehe, just give us a little. You won more than the two of us combined. Are you embarrassed? Everyone has been waiting here all night." Lao Bai also felt itchy and launched a siege with Lao Gu.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you 500 yuan per person." The fat man couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's only 500 yuan? Where are you sending the beggar?"

"Too few, this is not like what you fat man said..."

Unable to withstand the soft and hard work of the two, the fat man finally gave them one thousand. Lao Gu was a little unwilling to accept it. Lao Bai picked up several thousand for nothing and smiled.

The game was over, and Sao Paulo won the game 3:2 away, and Zhang Wen won the three-string and one. The key game of Zhang Wen's victory over Sao Paulo was mainly due to: First, he made a careful and thorough analysis of each team before the game, and he was no longer optimistic about the draw between the two teams. Second, his long-term experience in watching the ball made him feel that at the odds of changing before the game, he would not usually get a draw. Third, the calculation result of Shang Yue's European odds table gave him great confidence. Fourth, it was a little luck. So this result can also be said to be an inevitable result by chance.

At the same time, Xiao Dai won the three strings and ones that he reported to Fatty, but his profit was less than half of Zhang Wen.

The result of this small bet has been revealed!

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