Chapter Seventy-Four: Are You Rich?

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When the game was over, I came out of the stadium at seven o'clock in the evening.

Originally, Zuo Wu and the others planned to go back to the hotel for a buffet as usual.

This is not only convenient, but the buffet is included in the scope of accommodation provided by the organizer, so you don't have to pay for it yourself.

There is free food, so naturally you don't have to spend that unjust money.

However, at An Shengjie's strong request, everyone finally chose a well-known local hot pot restaurant in Ningcheng as a celebration of the team's victory in the quarterfinals.

A hot pot was eaten for more than an hour.

When the group walked out of the hot pot restaurant sweating profusely, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, An Shengjie suddenly remembered that he had an appointment in the evening, and after a few words, he asked Zuo Wu and the other team members to return to the hotel on their own.

In this regard, Zuo Wu and the others naturally have no opinion, after all, it is rare to come back to Ningcheng, and officialdom personnel like An Shengjie must be indispensable for all kinds of entertainment.

The deputy district chief deigned to be the leader of the team, if this was placed in the previous life, it would be a dream, and Zuo Wu didn't dare to think about it!

"Zuo Wu, to be honest, what do you think our chances of winning in the semifinals are?" Walking on the neon-lit street, Zhang Liang, who was walking crookedly, suddenly leaned over.

"What are the odds?" Zuo Wu glanced back at him and found that Zhang Liang's face was flushed at this time, and he looked drunk.

It's not just him, in fact, everyone at the table just now drank a lot.

Zuo Wu wasn't drunk, just because he drank better.

"That's right! You are not allowed to fool people, tell us the truth. Zhang Liang accentuated his tone.

"That's right, Zuo Wu, we can make it to the top four, and your contribution is the greatest." Wang Ting also followed, "As long as you say we can win, we will definitely win." ”

"That's right, Zuo Wu, you don't want to hide anymore, others don't know your strength, don't we know yet?" Li Wei was a little unhappy, "Usually it doesn't matter how much you hide, but at this time, don't hang us in the air anymore, don't go up or down, right?" ”

"Yes, Brother Zuo Wu, you will give us a letter, what are our chances of winning in this semi-final?" The little fat man Wang Xiao is also echoing, he is Zuo Wu's most loyal supporter.

I have to say that after this period of getting along, these players of Tianhe have already regarded Zuo Wu as an omnipotent existence.

"But, I really don't know." Zuo Wu was smiling bitterly, he didn't know anything about the Hurricane team, and he only watched half of the only game, only knowing that their mid laner was a platinum 1 master, and he used the death song quite well.

As for the other four positions, Zuo Wu doesn't even remember what their rank and ID are.

He doesn't even know the bottom of his opponent, how can he tell his teammates what the odds are?

Moreover, when it comes to understanding the Hurricane team, Zhang Liang, who participated in the last Ningcheng Cup, should know better than himself.

"Well, it looks like you really don't know." Seeing that Zuo Wu didn't seem to be deceiving people, Zhang Liang and the others had to nod, and while burping with wine, they comforted themselves and said, "Anyway, as long as you are here, no matter who the opponent is, we are not afraid." ”

"That's right! We're just going to punch the python and kick the hurricane! ”

"And that stinky girl in Zihuang, new hatred and old accounts, Lao Tzu will have to settle with her sooner or later!"

“………”

Facing this group of teammates who were drunk and arrogant and didn't care about the eyes of passers-by, Zuo Wu was deeply embarrassed, and even wanted to pretend not to know them for a while.

Fortunately, the hot pot restaurant was not far from the hotel where they were staying, and in a blink of an eye, everyone had come to the door of the hotel.

This time, the Ningcheng organizers gave the contestants a very high treatment, not only staying in four-star hotels, but also each contestant having a single room.

In this regard, Zuo Wu was deeply surprised, you must know that in his previous life, even if he went to other places to participate in national competitions as a professional player, he usually stayed in an express hotel, and they were all double rooms.

As for those small regional competitions, let alone hotels, you can provide you with a machine and network that does not lag, then thank goodness.

The attitudes and gaps between the two worlds towards e-sports are not the same.

"Don't rub it off, one by one, go back to sleep." Walking through the palatial hotel lobby, Zuo Wu and others soon came to the elevator.

After a while, the elevator door opened.

However, just as Zuo Wu was about to pull his drunken teammates into the elevator, a rather shrill conversation came out as the door opened.

"Hmph, the odds are only 1.3, and it takes 3,000 to earn 3,000 by betting 10,000, which is not enough for Lao Tzu to go to a nightclub!"

"Sao boy, you have it, yesterday's game with the Yanzhu team, the odds were only 1.19, you kid can't buy it anymore?"

"That's it, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, it's meat, speaking of which, it's good that the Tianhe team killed the python this time, showing a little bit of competitiveness, otherwise you buy 10,000 yuan, let alone go to soak the horses, I'm afraid it's not enough to even drink soup!"

"Hillbillies from the backwoods, how much more oil and water can you expect to squeeze out of them?"

“………”

The elevator door opened, and three young men who were talking and laughing appeared in front of Zuo Wu.

"Hurricane people?" As soon as he saw his face, Zuo Wu recognized the three guys in front of him who were dressed in a riotous manner, and they were the lower lane combination of the Hurricane team and the jungler.

At the opening ceremony, Zuo Wu once shared the stage with them, although there was no communication, but they had a one-sided relationship.

"Hillbilly? You little scraps, if you have a kind of seed, I'll say it again, who is from the backwoods? Wang Ting, who has an upright personality, took the lead in attacking, and with a horizontal step, he directly blocked the three hurricanes in the elevator.

"Yo, who should I be, it's you hillbillies!" was blocked on the way, and the telephone pole known as the man suddenly lost his temper.

"Get out of here!" The other two were even more furious.

It's just that standing in front of Wang Ting, who is tall and tall and has been exercising all year round, the threat of the three of them is really insignificant.

"Security! Security guard! There's a disturbance here! "It's okay to take the king, these three people simply chose to shout for help.

The voice was heard, and immediately two uniformed security guards walked in the direction of the elevator.

"Wang Ting, don't be impulsive, the security guards have already come, let them go." Seeing that things were about to get bigger, captain Zhang Liang suddenly came back to his senses.

However, Wang Ting not only did not move his body, but roared with an unhappy face: "Didn't you hear? They called us hillbillies and said we were a team from the backwoods! ”

was already in an unhappy mood, and after drinking again, Wang Ting at this time was obviously not easy to approach.

"Don't be like them!"

"If a dog bites you, do you want to bite back?"

The persuasion of the crowd was ineffective until Zuo Wu spoke.

"Forget Wang Ting, let them out." Zuo Wu's voice was calm.

"But ......" Seeing that the person who spoke was Zuo Wu, Wang Ting's tone suddenly softened, and after a difficult battle between heaven and man, he finally moved his steps and let the three hurricanes who were locked in the elevator out.

"You dare to block your grandfather's road, wait for me, and you hillbillies look good when you come back!" Before the three hurricanes left, they didn't forget to say cruel words.

Of course, in the eyes of others, this is at best equivalent to "don't leave after school", and there is no threat at all.

Then, the security guard arrived, and after a brief negotiation and a clear explanation, Zuo Wu and the others finally entered the elevator smoothly.

The elevator is slowly rising.

After the fuss just now, the team members were almost awake, and everyone was looking down and thinking about things, recalling the conversation between the three hurricanes just now.

It turns out that in the eyes of others, the teams that have come up from the community below are just some money-making tools.

Regardless of the rest, from the conversation between the three Hurricanes just now, everyone did not hear anything about the game itself, not even a word.

Those people are talking about the profit that the odds can bring to them.

Compared to the Tianhe people who have always been worried and apprehensive all the way back, the Hurricanes never seem to have considered the outcome of the game, and from beginning to end, the focus of their talk is to win money.

Obviously, they weren't taken seriously at all.

If it was said that when they learned the odds of the game before, there was only a wisp of fire rising in the bodies of the people of Tianhe, then after hearing the conversation of the three hurricanes, the flame in their hearts instantly evolved into a rag of rage.

"Those sons of bitches raised things, I knew that they were in danger of being banned, and I would beat them half to death!" Wang Ting kicked hard against the metal wall, venting the anger in his heart.

And, the others, although they are not as excited as Wang Ting, also feel that there is a fire burning in their chests at this moment!

Only Zuo Wu was still calm at the moment, and his eyes were cold, as if he was not angry at all.

Drip~

With a prompt, the elevator door opened, and everyone stayed on the 9th floor.

However, just as Zhang Liang and the others walked out of the elevator and were about to go back to their room to sleep, Zuo Wu's low and hard voice like an ice cube suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"Do you have any money?"

。 PS: Two consecutive shifts in the early morning, asking for a recommendation ticket.