In the New York apartment, Shen Xiaorong and Zhang Chunmei were also waiting in front of the TV early.

Qin Zhaodi not only prepared snacks, peeled fruits, but also opened a few cans of beer.

Without exception, the girls hope that the Cameroon team will win.

Cheng Wenge didn't need to hope. He firmly believed that the Cameroon team could win. He didn't understand the strength of the Cameroon team at all. He did so because he trusted Huang Han unconditionally.

However, it scared everyone from the beginning.

Because the Cameroon team has "no martial ethics" at all, they play without rules and rules and are very barbaric, and they don't look at the same level as the Argentine team.

Next, the Cameroon team was surrounded by dangers in front of the goal. Apart from committing fouls and engaging in fierce physical confrontations, they seemed to have no way to stop the Argentine team's onslaught!

Xiao Qiang, who often watched football these days and had some understanding of it, was so frightened that she screamed repeatedly.

"Ouch! Oh my god! I'm scared to death! How can such a bad team win!"

In the New York apartment, Qin Zhaodi looked at her and shook her head repeatedly. She said:

"The Cameroon team's organizational discipline is too poor. God must be blind to win like this!"

Shen Xiaorong, who was also disappointed with the Cameroon team, said: "Qin Zhaodi, do you know why I like you?"

"Uh! What's wrong with me?"

"I like your upright temperament, I like you telling the truth, I like you knowing clearly that if the Cameroon team loses today, the 10 million US dollars I bet will be gone, but you still speak out your opinions!"

"Hehe..." Qin Zhaodi realized that she had uttered the words without thinking, and laughed awkwardly.

This was the first time that Zhang Chunmei knew that watching football could be a betting option. She was so nervous at this time. When Maradona broke through with the ball and passed a wonderful pass to his teammates to hit the goal, she yelled "Ah!" and closed her eyes in fear. Eye.

"Fortunately, the top was off. It seems that although the Cameroon team is not as good as the Argentina team, it is very lucky!"

Zhang Chunmei opened her eyes and saw Shen Xiaorong's clenched fists waving. It was obvious that Rong'er had been frightened just now!

She asked weakly: "It's been almost half an hour, and the Cameroon team hasn't even had a chance to score. How can they win?"

"Alas! I don't know if Huang Han is watching the game. I really want to ask him how a team can win if it doesn't have the chance to break into the opponent's penalty area!"

"Do you also think Cameroon can't win?"

"I didn't expect this team to be so bad. It's so disappointing."

Qin Zhaodi handed over a can of beer and asked, "Would you like some?"

"Drink! Who cares, if you lose this game, you may not have a chance to enter the quarterfinals!"

Zhang Chunmei said: "Yes, Argentina is the champion of the upper world after all. It is completely normal for Cameroon to lose!"

"Yes! Come on, let's do it together!"

"Do it! Qin Zhaodi, do it too!"

"You two agreed to do it one by one, and the three of us will do it later!"

Shen Xiaorong drank a can of beer in one gulp and said: "Originally, I thought that gambling this time would not necessarily make me feel excited, but I still feel my heartbeat speeding up after watching the live broadcast."

"I'm afraid this is the cause of gambling addiction. You should pay attention!"

"Don't worry, I won't touch anything related to gambling. I only listen to Huang Han."

At this time, in the small foreign-style building in Shanghai, Xiao Qiang, Huang Xin, and Lu Yao all just screamed and covered their eyes.

"Didn't make it! Haha... If it weren't for Huang Han's bet on the Cameroon team, I really hope that the Argentine team would win 5-0!" Cheng Wenge said.

Xiao Qiang said: "I, who don't understand football, can't even look down on that Cameroon team. If Huang Han hadn't bet on them to win, I really hope they lose miserably!"

Lu Yao said: "I think the Cameroon team is not too bad. At least until now, the Argentine team has not scored a goal."

"That's right! It's still zero to zero, and the result is really hard to say!"

Huang Xin suddenly smiled and said: "I'm not nervous anymore, the Cameroon team will definitely win."

"Why!" curious baby Xiao Qiang asked.

"Trust Huang Han's judgment!"

As soon as Huang Xin finished speaking, she immediately said "Ouch!" It was the Argentine team hitting the goal again, which scared Huang Xin.

Xiao Qiang and Lu Yao both chuckled.

Huang Xin laughed at herself and said, "It's so exciting!"

In this way, the entire first half of the game almost started in the Cameroon team's half, which really made the hearts of Shen Xiaorong, Huang Daozhou, Zhang Fangfen, Xiao Qiang, etc. beat wildly.

Before the end of the first half, the Cameroon team had its only chance to score, but it was in vain.

At the end of the first half, Xiao Qiang couldn't help it anymore and said, "Why don't we call Huang Han to ask?"

Cheng Wenge said: "No need to ask, the Cameroon team will definitely win!"

"Can you be realistic? How can we win in a country like Cameroon?"

"What does it mean that it is zero to zero now? It means that the Cameroon team is very lucky and can hold on!"

"Hey! What you said makes sense!"

However, not long after the start of the second half, even Cheng Wenge began to feel depressed, because the Cameroon team was not only disparate in strength, but also sent off a player.

Your skills are inferior to those of others, but you have fewer people to defeat more people. How can you win?

Everyone had this question, but no one spoke. Everyone watched the game in silence. The atmosphere was very depressing!

Shen Xiaorong in the New York apartment had already drank seven cans of beer. She smiled and said:

"My current drinking capacity was gained from watching football games! Chunmei, let's have another one!"

Zhang Chunmei's face was already wet, and she said: "I'm afraid I can't drink anymore, I'm dizzy! I really want Huang Han to be with us at this moment!"

Oh! Is she telling the truth after drinking? Shen Xiaorong deliberately asked: "Why do you think so?"

"I like to ask him any questions I have, and he never lets me down!"

"Let's do it together. You think of me as him now. What questions do you want to ask him? Ask me and see if I can make you not disappointed?"

Zhang Chunmei took a big sip of beer, threw down the empty can, "giggle..." and said with a smile:

"Then I asked! You are Huang Han now."

"Ask! I am Huang Han, who has been your classmate for eleven years."

"Huang Han, how can you, a smart person like you, be optimistic about a brutal team with poor skills and good fouling skills? Now that one of them has been sent off with a red card, do you still insist that they can win?"

"Alas! Isn't it still a draw now? Everyone has a chance until the last moment!"

Zhang Chunmei took the initiative to pick up a can of beer and drank a few gulps, saying: "Yes, everyone has a chance until the last moment, I will work hard and work hard!"

Shen Xiaorong smiled. She could hear the underlying meaning. She took Zhang Chunmei's hand and said generously: "Let's work together."

"I, geez..." It was obvious that Zhang Chunmei drank too much. Her reaction was completely different from Huang Han's. She kept laughing.

Qin Zhaodi suddenly shouted: "Oh! We're in! Hahaha..." This startled the distracted Shen Xiaorong and Zhang Chunmei.

"Who scored?"

"Cameroon team! Haha..., haha... Huang Han is so amazing, how could it be that Cameroon team scored first?"

"The opportunity is at the next moment? This is too fast! Cluck..." Zhang Chunmei felt even more dizzy, staring and laughing non-stop.

"It's incredible, it's incredible!" Shen Xiaorong, who was still clear-headed, opened another can of beer and drank it in large gulps.

A few minutes before this, the small foreign-style building in Shanghai had been extremely dull, but it was only dull for five minutes.

Just when Xiao Qiang and others started to feel disappointed, the Argentine team was unexpectedly scored by a header with little technical content.

"Ah? Is this a goal? Hahahaha..." Xiao Qiang almost laughed out loud.

"Can you stop laughing like that? I'll have nightmares at night!" Lu Yao laughed.

"Provoke me? Here I come!"

"Giggles..., I surrender..., giggles... I don't dare anymore..."

There was a commotion in the small foreign-style building.

In a New York apartment, Qin Zhaodi stopped Shen Xiaorong, who was about to open a bottle of wine, and said, "I'm counting, you've already drank ten cans!"

"It doesn't matter, I want to drink. It's best to get drunk at the end of the game and have a good night's sleep!"

"Giggle..." Zhang Chunmei laughed again and said: "We will sleep together, and I will hold you to sleep!"

In the Huang Han family's Hui sect house, Huang Daozhou shouted: "The ball has been scored!" Zhang Fangfen, who was watching attentively, was so frightened that she suddenly became alert.

"Is this a goal? Why do I feel a little unreal?"

"Haha! Interesting, football is really interesting!"

The next game was interesting to watch. The Cameroon team was stimulated by the goals and it was like a chicken blood. It showed the unrestrained wildness of Africa, and it was like a god blocking the gods and killing the gods and Buddhas.

Just when everyone thought winning was just around the corner, the Cameroon team actually received a red card and sent off another player.

Huang Xin, Huang Daozhou, Shen Xiaorong, etc. all watched the game with clenched fists in the end. However, the Cameroon team proved that football games are so unreasonable. Even with inferior skills and two fewer players, they can win.

It's just that the Chinese are very reasonable in football matches. If you are not as good as others, you are not as skilled as others, and you will lose without any suspense!
To be continued...