Clang......

Clang......

Silent night, as long as the sound of train tracks crashing.

In the early morning of July 12, 1998, Yan Qiang boarded a train to Shenyang.

Yan Qiang, who is polite, fair-skinned, and not tall, has not straightened out his mood until now, he can't understand that Mao himself, as a reporter in the NBA sector and an NBA commentator of Hunan Economic Television, actually wants to go to Shenyang to interview Zheng Zhi!

This is obviously what Wang Qinbo wants to do. The football plate is not in his charge, it is Wang Qinbo! But he just let him go to Shenyang.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became.

It wasn't until he looked at his watch and noticed that it was fifteen minutes before the start of the World Cup final that he woke up.

Damn, isn't it just to watch the World Cup?

He Wang Qinbo didn't go to Shenyang, but let himself go, definitely to watch the World Cup final......

Tragic.

He grabbed a handful of his hair, which was already a little greasy, and his mood was even more unhappy.

He also couldn't understand why he was sent over when he had a branch in Liaoning......

At 26 years old, he is still young after all, and the water is so deep that he can't even sort out his thoughts.

"I'm in a hurry, and I don't know who will win, Ronaldo, you must help Brazil win their fifth World Cup title."

He is a Ronaldo fan and has always supported Ronaldo and Brazil.

Of course, there are other reasons......

It's really painful not to be able to watch the World Cup final, but it's still on the train, and when the train arrives, the World Cup will be over.

Zheng Zhi.

It's all to blame on Zheng Zhi, that guy!

Inadvertently, he poured his anger on Zheng Zhi's head.

If it weren't for Zheng Zhi, he wouldn't have gone to Shenyang......

After almost sleepless nights, he finally came to Shenyang. When I first arrived at the hotel, the genius was bright.

His first instinct was to ask the beautiful waitress at the counter.

"Who won the World Cup?"

The beautiful waitress ignores him, as if she doesn't want to take care of him.

"Hey,"

"You're not going to watch the World Cup, are you?"

Yan Qiang really wants to know the result, and it is estimated that he is left with no idea who won in the world.

The beautiful waitress glanced at him and burst into a foul mouth very impatiently:

"Silly fork France."

Yan Qiang's first reaction was not to realize that the waiter had burst into foul language, but only heard the word "France", and his mind was only on the victory or defeat.

"Who do you say won?"

"France! You're so deaf! "Beauty, the waiter suddenly roared. Where is this like a waiter's attitude, like having a grudge against Yan Qiang, or it would be the death of his father and mother......

"......" Yan Qiang almost didn't stand firm, and he stumbled and almost fell backwards.

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, five thunders hit the top!

"France?"

"Ahhhhh

"How is that possible!"

Yan Qiang couldn't believe that France had won the game.

The beautiful reporter was taken aback.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Don't die here, there are already a lot of people like this tonight."

"Isn't it just losing money, I'm losing too, you're a big man, you're tmd......"

After Yan Qiang finally stood firm, he hurriedly put his left hand in front of the counter, for fear that he would really fall.

The beautiful waitress is really in a word, he just buys balls.

Nima,

Unreliable Ronaldo and Brazil, how can you lose, Lao Tzu's 5,000 yuan is in vain.

"You're not kidding?"

"What am I kidding, Brazil was beaten so much that he didn't even know his mother, 0:3, Ronaldo was like sleepwalking on the field, the dead bald man in France scored two headers, and the other one, it seems to be called Petit to score."

"Killed by the pit!" Speaking of which, the waiter was not in a good mood either.

"Alas, I said can we stop talking about this matter, do you want to stay in the hotel, if you live, hurry up and get your ID card out."

……

Yan Qiang didn't seem to hear it, and his expression was still very wooden.

Although 5,000 yuan is not a lot for him, it is also his income for a full month, and he still has to be a reporter and a guest to earn money, but now it is directly lost.

Damn college classmates, liars! I don't care about you!

Yan Qiang scolded his college classmates in his heart. If it weren't for his college classmates, he wouldn't have put 5,000 yuan on Brazil, and now he has lost all his underwear.

Yan Qiang is not a person who likes to gamble, but he wants to buy a house in Changsha, which is not instigated by his college classmates, so he wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the World Cup to make a profit, and maybe he will get the money to buy a house.

But in the last game of the World Cup, he calculated that he had lost more than 3,000, and in this final final, he wanted to directly press a big one, and then win the capital back.

But who knew that his college classmates encouraged him to buy Brazil to win, and the result would be tragic......

In fact, before he came to Shenyang, he also specially asked Wang Qinbo, and Wang Qinbo's opinion was that the heat must die, and France, which has the advantage of the host, must win the cup, but Yan Qiang chose to believe in his college classmates......

"Alas......" Yan Qiang really didn't have any strength, and he almost couldn't even grasp his ID card.

"Well, how much did you gamble?" The waiter was also curious, "I just pressed 200 for a month's living expenses,"

"Huh, 200?" Yan Qiang sneered, "I just lost 5,000 in this final, and the previous games added up, and I lost more than 3,000 in total, I thought that the last game could be pulled back, but who knew that I would lose more than 8,000 in the end, alas......"

The waiter's expression was stunned, this is the real gambler. He couldn't help but look at Yan Qiang as he spoke, as if he was afraid that Yan Qiang would not have the money to pay for the room.

"Okay, so are you going to stay in a standard room or a normal room?"

"Ordinary Room ......"

have lost more than 8,000, where do you dare to live in a standard room?

After thinking about it, he added, "But your invoice should be issued to me according to the standard, and I will live here for at least ten days." ”

The waiter was originally unhappy, but as soon as he heard that he would stay for ten days, his attitude immediately changed again.

"Okay, no problem, I'll open the house for you, otherwise, I'm giving you a discount on my standard? After all, the ordinary room is not easy to live in......"

"No, the cheaper the better...... By the way, it's not far from the Great Western District, right? ”

"It's not very far, it's only three streets away, but the Great West Side is huge, depending on where you're going."

"There's a map in the hotel, and I can give you a copy for free."

"What about the compound? It's the place where you train athletes in your province. ”

"It's not in the Great Western End, but it's not far either."

After speaking, the waiter took out the map and pointed to Yan Qiang.

Yan Qiang nodded, "Thank you." ”

"The hotel has instant noodles, right?"

"There is ......"

It's so miserable, I can only eat instant noodles......