How could Argentina lose?

How can you lose to Saudi Arabia!

Trading,

It must be trading!

What is this World Cup?

Did you buy it in Argentina? You must have bought it, cutting the gambling dogs all over the world!

Suddenly, a phone call came in.

Xia Chuan suddenly woke up: "Hey...hey..."

"Xia...Xiachuan...you...how many have you bought?"

"I bought all of you after hearing this. I'm a slutty horse. Didn't you say Argentina will win? I really dug up your ancestral grave!"

Xia Chuan roared, his eyes were red, just like a wild beast who chose people to eat, and his sunny cheeks were no longer sunny.

"I...I bought them all...I don't look like you, I have my wife and children, I...What should I do...I never dreamed that Argentina would lose, or to Saudi Arabia..."

Xia Chuan closed his eyes, and a sad chill of a dead rabbit and a fox emerged.

"What does it have to do with me? If I don't say it, you will buy it..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Chuan hung up the phone and sat on the sofa, holding his head, sitting there in pain.

Soon, he stood up tremblingly.

It doesn't matter whether Messi or not, and it doesn't matter whether Argentina loses or not, because he goes bankrupt.

He took a few deep breaths, his legs were so weak that he couldn't move. He glanced at the rental house with red eyes, then looked at the bright lights outside, his eyes were gray, and the world seemed to have no place for him.

He walked up to the rooftop step by step.

This is his last time seeing the night view.

To be honest, the night view of Jinling is just as good.

Xia Chuan looked into the distance, feeling annoyed and regretful. He had known that he would not bet anymore, so why would he bet on football? If I bought Saudi Arabia...

One hundred times odds!

Sitting on the edge, the wind blew across my ears.

Xia Chuan only looked at it for a few times and was dizzy.

The wind on the rooftop is so cool.

It is said that the wind on the rooftop is not cold because it is not participating in the World Cup.

The World Cup taught him a good lesson. From heaven to hell, it only takes a game of football. Never think about winning money from capitalists.

In the end, you will only lose nothing.

Xia Chuan seemed to see that his old father came to pick him up.

He cleaned up all the contents in his mobile phone, deleted all the URLs and other things, and finally made a format. He took a deep breath and fell down without standing firmly.

A dog is going to die.

In the next life, I will never bet again.

It is best to be a ragdoll cat and find a beautiful rich woman. She can lie on the rich woman's breasts and step on her breasts.

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"I...remain alive?"

"What's still alive? Didn't I hear clearly what you just said?"

A familiar and unfamiliar voice came to my ears, bringing Xia Chuan back to reality.

“A09, the burger and fries are ready.”

The noisy and noisy sounds, the waiter's shouts, everything is so real.

Xia Chuan was in a daze for a few seconds, looked sideways, and his pupils shrank.

The boy had a messy fluffy hairstyle, which didn't look refreshed at all, which made Xia Chuan feel the urge to push him clean with a plane.

"Yang...jia?"

"Whatever you do, just say whatever you want, why are you doing silly?"

Yang Jia glanced at Xia Chuan, and the other party's angular cheeks seemed full of surprise, as if he had something to say.

Xia Chuan took a deep breath and nibbled the fries and suppressed the fries until they were eaten completely and then filled with cola again...

Those who have seen Charlotte’s troubles should be able to instantly accept the current situation.

I don't know if the Time and Space Administration has registered.

Is he considered smuggling?

"Yang Jia, do you know what it feels like to jump off a building?"

"Are you crazy? You jumped off the building? I didn't skip it. How do I know, your brain is not sick, right?"

He thought Xia Chuan was going to say something, but he ended up talking nonsense with him.

But Xia Chuan said seriously: "You may think it's not painful to jump off a building, but in fact it's too painful to jump off a building."

"Did you skip?"

Yang Jia joked.

Xia Chuan recalled himself: "Gratio drops quickly, but the increased pressure of the air will continue to penetrate into the nose, ears, throat, and eardrums, and it feels like it is about to be torn, and it is difficult to breathe, as if someone is choking his neck...

”

"Damn it, it's true, do you have friends skip it?"

"Yes."

"Diet?"

Yang Jia was attracted by interest.

Xia Chuan shook his head: "It's not dead, but the adrenaline can increase the fear of death infinitely, and the nerve reflex speed increases. When it falls on the ground, the bones, internal organs, and muscle tissue are like watermelons smashing on the ground, split into pieces and can be clearly

Feeling a painful stroke.”

Yang Jia was a little surprised, listened carefully, and then said:

"What you said is the same as it is. If it weren't for your friend's only me, I would believe it and finish the meal and leave."

"Forget it if you don't believe it."

Xia Chuan is like a mental illness, venting his inner excitement, and at the same time gaining recognition from the surroundings as much as possible.

Acknowledge him and still alive!

He clearly remembered that feeling, especially the regret and annoyance standing on the rooftop.

There is no place for the whole world, so I can only lift my legs and jump down.

After a while of silence, I learned from Yang Jia that I was going to attend the graduation ceremony today. This KFC was still a treat by the other party, and a coupon given by my classmates.

Xia Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately it was not before the college entrance examination.

Otherwise, he would have to go to the technical school, get a graduation certificate for the coolie for two years, and then go to the factory to make screws and further study.

Technical school, the way to enter the factory is in it.

So it's June 9th, and the college entrance examination just ended yesterday.

Without a mobile phone, many things are inconvenient.

Xia Chuan held Yang Jia's headphones and stuffed them into his ears: "Change another song about JJ Lin's back-to-back hugs."

"I didn't download it."

"Don't you download JJ Lin's song?"

"Who is JJ Lin?"

Xia Chuan was stunned, looked at him seriously, and after confirming that the other party really didn't know, he said suspiciously: "Maybe...I remembered it wrong."

Sit for a while and be quiet.

But Xia Chuan was brainstorming in his mind, and finally it formed two problems.

Pick up girls first.

Or make money first?

There is no doubt that if you choose the latter, there are more women, you must make money first to improve yourself, otherwise you will run away from others after you get fucked.

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Money is the best pass anywhere.
To be continued...