These eight people are all beauties carefully selected by Liu Xiyue, and there are classmates in the first class and the second class, and the tights are wrapped in concave and convex beautiful figures, and their youth is overflowing to the extreme. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Compared with the cheerleaders of the Xiangwu Cloud Club, on the one hand, it is almost the same as a fairy, and on the other hand, it is simply a pig's head.

Even the members of the archaeological team were staring intently at the beautiful girls who entered the stadium, and they forgot to slap the ball in their hands.

In addition, Lin Mengxian led five or six female students from the business school to cheer for the Chinese department, asking two sturdy boys to help carry two boxes of red cow drinks. Lin Mengxian was holding a paper bag, which contained a bouquet of flowers, ready to go up and offer flowers when Brother Jun scored, such a sycophant was stronger than any language.

Liu Xiyue saw that it was the fat woman who hugged Song Baojun last time, so she glared at her. The two groups did not talk to each other, and each looked for a seat to sit down.

In the stands, two boys were sitting in the bank with laptops and receipts, and they were carrying a shoulder bag with a lot of colorful tickets.

These two are members of the fan organization. The fan group is also the school club: the basketball enthusiasts' association, which includes many famous players of the school's basketball team.

There are more than 1,000 members of the basketball enthusiasts' association, which is second only to the football club. We usually organize club activities, and when necessary, we also participate in official competitions of the school. In recent years, a small number of cadres in the association have gradually discovered a good way to make money, and that is to gamble.

Through the experienced veterans of the basketball team to formulate odds and gamble, they often lose big and lose a lot of money. Of course, gambling is forbidden in schools, and these people can only do it secretly, which has little impact.

But it is said that there is a very powerful bookmaker who made millions of dollars in the league last year by controlling players and manipulating the game, and now he drives a car to school.

This year's league has just begun, and it's obviously another good time to make money.

In the eight games that will be played today, most of the odds are set at 1-1, 1-1-2, 1-15, and the highest is that the match between a weak team and a strong team is set at 1-3, and the odds of the Chinese system are already ridiculously large.

The reason is that the Chinese Department has been the bottom team in the school for three consecutive years, and last year was the worst, losing six consecutive games in the group stage, without a win, and four of them did not even reach double digits. The odds of this kind of team are not necessarily higher, and it is strange that the dealer does not lose to death.

Fifteen minutes before the game, most of the transactions have been completed in the fat goose pass account set up by the bookmaker, and the rest is that the fans on the scene can earn another handful. The dealer behind the scenes specially sent two younger brothers to come, one is to observe the game, and the other is to accept bets on the spot.

Song Baojun greeted the team members: "Whoever still has money on him, take it all out, and win tomorrow, everyone will eat, drink, and have fun and make horses." ”

"Brother Jun, do you want to gamble?"

"Of course, make a few small bucks and spend it. ”

"Brother Jun, do you want to take our squad or the archaeological team?"

"Are you in the water, I just said so many nonsense, and there is still a possibility that our Chinese department will lose?"

"This, it seems to be ...... too"

The ten players struggled and only scraped together more than 2,000 yuan, including dozens of dime coins, which were heavy in their hands.

Song Baojun went to Gu Jianfeng again: "Teacher Gu, we are going to raise funds to gamble, do you want to add a share?"

Gu Jianfeng thought in his heart that the Chinese Department could not win in the arena, but when he witnessed Song Baojun's incitement before, where did he dare to offend him in the slightest? However, participating in shares, this money is not equal to a waste?

Song Baojun saw the hesitation in his heart, and said with a smile: "Teacher Gu, if you win, you will return five times your bet, and if you lose, you will return the original price, which is equivalent to a risk-free transaction, can you do it?"

Gu Jianfeng sighed in his heart, took out ten red large-denomination banknotes from his wallet, and said, "I didn't bring much change today, this is my shares." ”

Song Baojun continued to go to Liu Xiyue to get money, originally wanting Liu Xiyue to come out with a few hundred yuan, and everyone participated and had fun together.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xiyue was unwilling to get involved in his gambling, and was only willing to lend him money.

Liu Xiyue planned it this way: Don't look at how much Song Baojun boasted, the Chinese department will definitely lose. Participating in Song Baojun's gambling is just a small loss, and there is no benefit. However, borrowing money is different, when you can't afford to pay back the money, your aunt and grandmother let you go to the west, let you call your sister, you will never dare to call your sister, and you are not at the mercy of the old lady.

Squad leader Liu didn't bring so much money with him, so he asked the cheerleading beauties to get together, and about 10,000 yuan was handed over to Song Baojun.

In the end, he got a few thousand yuan from Lin Mengxian, and all the gambling money added up to about 20,000 yuan.

The stands found two boys in charge of the game. One is white and chubby, with a beard on the lower lip, and the other is full of pimples, obviously with strong hormone secretion.

"Classmate, which team are you betting on?" The pimple boy looked at Song Baojun and said, "I see that you are a member of the Chinese Department." We have a rule here, in order to avoid the player's negative game to the greatest extent, the player in this game can bet, but can not place the opponent's bet, can only buy their own win. That way you can't deliberately lose the game. ”

"Of course, I'm sure I won. The Chinese team has 20,000 pieces, you count. Song Baojun slapped a thick stack of banknotes in front of the two boys.

"So many?" the two men startled. It's not that they haven't seen so many, it's just that the odds are too amazing. The odds of one to fifteen, if you win, you can get 300,000, deducting the banker's 5% margin, and there are 285,000, which can already allow an ordinary family to live a well-off life for a long time.

The pimple boy hesitated for a while, suspecting that he had reached some ulterior agreement with the other side, and refused to take the banknote, saying, "I'm sorry, classmate, we only accept bets within 1,000 yuan for a single game." ”

"Then place twenty bets on the Chinese team for one thousand yuan." ”

The pimple boy shook his head slowly: "That's not good, you can only pay a thousand yuan at most." ”

Song Baojun smiled, and took 20,000 yuan in cash to spread out into a fan-shaped fan: "Hehe, I don't even dare to take the 20,000 yuan bet, and give us such a high odds for the Chinese department, you should be a bird's feather village?"

The white fat man immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Hey, what are you talking about?"

"What's that? Of course, it's Chazhou dialect. Song Baojun glanced at him and sneered: "If you don't have the courage to accept the player's bet, get out of the way, and change to a person with a level." Or you can do it if you want to, but you have to pay me a 50 percent management fee. ”

The white fat man raised his chin and said angrily: "Which green onion are you! Do you know who our boss is? Can I tell you to read at the tea school, do you know?"

Song Baojun slapped him in the face, the snap was very crisp and loud, and his left hand was still holding the banknote and fanning him very leisurely: "I want to read this book, do you want to try it?"

The white fat man was furious, clenched his fists and was about to fight with Song Baojun.

Seeing this, the pimple boy desperately grabbed the white fat man and said, "Hey, Xiaohong, forget it, don't be impulsive, say it slowly when you have something to say, today we are here to do something for Brother Wen, don't delay everyone." ”

"You fucking let me go, today I have to teach this son of a son of a bitch!" Although it was noisy and the atmosphere was noisy, no one noticed them.

Song Baojun only sneered beside him.

The two tugged for a while, and the pimple didn't know what to say in the ear of the white fat man, and the white fat man finally eased up, panting and standing in place, looking at Song Baojun with vicious eyes.

Pimple said, "Classmate, you wait, I'll ask Brother Wen for instructions." As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed a number, and told the other party that someone had bet 20,000 yuan.

Hanging up the phone, Pimple said: "Okay, classmate, we can accept your bet, but our Basketball Lovers Association Council reserves the right to interpret this game." If we find out that there is a suspicion of cheating in this match after the match, your winnings will be recovered and the stake will be forfeited. Have you thought about it?"

"No problem. Song Baojun smiled and handed over the banknotes.

The pimple boy writes out the slip in duplicate and tears it off and gives it to him. The above is the bet amount, the number of games, the odds, the time, the place, and the signature and seal of the manager, which looks very formal.

The referee looks at the time and lets the players from both sides come on the pitch.

The starting lineup on the Chinese side is small forward Song Baojun, big forward Long Ya, center Rong Chuanlin, scoring guard Deng Yanlin, and defensive guard Tan Qingkai.

Except for Rong Chuanlin who is burly and Long Ya who is tall, the other three are either short or frustrated, and they are not threatening at all anyway.

Especially Song Baojun, pale, thin body, as if a gust of wind can blow away, such a person also dares to play, no wonder the Chinese Department is selected as the "most unenterprising team" every year, the odds are as high as one to fifteen.

On the other hand, the archaeological team, except for Pang Yuhan, looks powerful and powerful, as if Zhang Fei was reincarnated and Li Kui was resurrected, and they were as majestic as an iron tower in the place.

As the referee's whistle blew, the opponent's No. 4 player grabbed the ball.

This is a dark-skinned boy, nearly 1.90 meters tall, with fat lips, a little bit of Akagi Gangxian's feeling, and the bounce is half a meter higher than Rong Chuanlin, who is competing with him for the ball.

By the time of the heavy fall, the archaeological team had launched a quick and powerful attack from the flank.

No. 7 Pang Yuhan got No. 4's pass forward, and the strong smell of perfume on his body blew a fragrant breeze across the audience. The No. 4 black big man ran over tightly to answer, and then received a pass from Pang Yuhan, and completed a layup in a few seconds. The referee blew the whistle, the goal was valid, the score was 2-0, and the Chinese team had not even reacted.

Song Baojun asked, "Hey, Zhang Junbao, how many WeChat public accounts are there, I heard that the comic of the same name will be released in January." ”

Zhang Junbao nodded vigorously: ", zhangjunbao1981, I said it ten thousand times." ”

~~ (To be continued.) )