Little Pear immediately felt a little wronged, sucking on her straw and glaring at Chu Yang.
Chu Yang chuckled and said, "It's alright, big brother, I'll take her out to play."
Then he asked Lou Chunyue, "Sister Chunyue, would you like to participate?"
Lou Chunyue smiled charmingly: "Great, I've been wanting to experience the joy of making money, Mr. Shen."
After saying that, he took out five hundred yuan from his bag.
Seeing this, Shen Li, though unsure of what exactly they were going to play, also started paying.
Then he handed it to Chu Yang, hoping he would come up with some new tricks.
Chu Yang took their money and beckoned a waiter over.
"Give me the betting slip, and a pen."
"Yes, sir!"
Chu Yang took the order from the waiter and glanced at it.
There are dozens of betting columns above.
It even goes down to the score and odds for each player.
This way of playing is quite interesting; it allows people to watch the game in more detail and increases the excitement.
At this moment, Shen Li had already asked Lou Chunyue what they were going to play, and her pretty face was full of eagerness.
Chu Yang handed her the betting slip.
Shen Li took the document and looked at it, immediately feeling overwhelmed and somewhat confused: "How should I write it?"
"Just bet on Brazil to win, or bet on the score. They definitely won't lose, right, second brother?" Shen Nansheng said with a smile.
Chu Yang first agreed, then said, "However, the odds are too low, it's not interesting."
"Little Pear, just pick Ronaldo to score two goals. The odds are 10x, you'll make a profit."
"Okay, sure." Shen Li didn't understand anything, but she felt that listening to him was the right thing to do.
Lou Chunyue chuckled and said, "Then wouldn't I be able to earn four thousand five?"
Shen Nansheng was taken aback: "Really? You predicted Brazil to win 2-0, which means you think both goals were scored by Ronaldo?"
Chu Yang nodded: "Ronaldo's form in the World Cup is pretty good. He has scored a total of six goals so far. I guess he can score two more in this game and lift the Golden Boot trophy."
"Anyway, it's not much money. I'm happy if I win, and it's no big deal if I lose," he laughed.
Shen Li had already filled out the form. After Chu Yang glanced at it and confirmed that it was correct, he kept the slip and handed the top one, along with two thousand yuan, to the waiter.
He also bet a thousand dollars.
Even a small mosquito bite is still meat; if there's an opportunity to make money, he doesn't mind earning a little more.
"Alright, let's eat something first, fill our stomachs before watching the game!" Shen Nansheng said.
Then he raised his glass: "Come on, second brother, let's drink to that first!"
They were drinking beer.
Old Shen was self-aware enough not to drink baijiu with Chu Yang, otherwise he would probably end up lying down again if he got too drunk.
Shen Li watched Chu Yang and her father raising their glasses and drinking heartily, looking like close brothers, and it all seemed strange to her.
Is Chu Yang too mature, or is his father too naive?
In short, she disagreed with the sworn brotherhood from the bottom of her heart.
Chu Yang, however, was deliberately teasing her: "Come on, little niece, what are you daydreaming about? Have a chicken foot."
Shen Li snapped out of her daze and gently kicked him under the table again.
Meeting Xiaolizi's resentful gaze, Chu Yang said, "Alright, after the college entrance exam, I'll take you to even more fun places."
Shen Li nodded gently, and the smile on her lips gradually became impossible to hide.
She felt a bit better and ate while watching the game.
Thinking about how he had bet five hundred yuan on that guy named "Mule Spicy Ears," he pointed at the TV screen and asked, "Who is 'Mule Spicy Ears'?"
"The one in the yellow jersey, number nine, the one with the Afu hairstyle," Chu Yang said.
The camera then focused on Ronaldo in a close-up shot.
Shen Li looked at him carefully: "He looks kind of silly and funny, not very good. Can he even score a goal?"
Fortunately, the noise wasn't loud. If the Brazilian fans here had heard it, they would have rolled up their sleeves and come over to yell at her, saying she was just a little girl who didn't understand football.
Brazil's ability to stumble their way from the group stage to the finals was largely due to Ronaldo's return from injury, albeit at only 70% of his former strength.
However, despite this, there are practically no people as certain as Chu Yang that he can score twice in the finals.
More people bet on him to score a single goal.
The match had already begun.
The cheers at the scene were deafening, and colorful flags were waving everywhere.
The atmosphere in the bar was also lively, and whenever there was a chance to attack the goal, everyone got excited as if they had been injected with adrenaline.
Shen Li looked completely bewildered, not understanding what these people were so excited about.
Chu Yang also found it boring, since he already knew the process and result of the competition.
In the 67th minute of the match, Ronaldo made a run forward and scored on a rebound.
In the 79th minute, Ronaldo skillfully controlled the ball to evade the defense and scored with a right-footed shot.
So watching the game is less interesting than watching Little Pear.
At this moment, Little Pear leaned back in her chair, placed the glass of juice on her chest, and drank steadily through the straw.
She herself didn't realize how alluring this pose was.
Chu Yang was practically staring in disbelief.
They were probably the only two people in the entire bar who seemed distracted.
Even Lou Chunyue, who didn't know much about football, was caught up in the atmosphere and focused intently on the game.
The football match continued uninterrupted until the 45th minute of the first half.
The tense atmosphere in the bar finally relaxed.
Those who wanted to drink drank, those who needed to go to the toilet went to the toilet, and the discussions continued.
"Come on, second brother, let's have a drink!" Shen Nansheng picked up his beer glass.
Chu Yang drank a glass with him, then pointed at Chen Li: "Your daughter is almost asleep."
"This child can fall asleep even with all this noise," Shen Nansheng said, both amused and exasperated.
He thought for a moment and said, "The bar has a second floor. Let's not watch the game but watch the band performance."
"There's a band performance too?" Shen Li immediately woke up from her drowsiness.
"Xiao Lou, why don't you go up with her?" Shen Nansheng was worried about leaving his daughter alone.
Lou Chunyue was somewhat reluctant, still worried about whether she could win the 500 yuan she had bet.
Ronaldo didn't score a single goal in the first half, and she was eager to see if things would turn around in the second half.
"How about we have President Chu accompany Xiaoli?" she suggested.
"General Manager Chu" is her new way of addressing Chu Yang.
He is Shen Nansheng's second younger brother and has a net worth of tens of millions. Although he is young, he is more than capable of being a general manager.
“That won’t do. My second brother wants to watch the game. We’ve both placed big bets!” Shen Nansheng disagreed.
Chu Yang replied, "It's alright, brother. Bars are a mixed bag, so it'll be better if I go with you. As for the game, it doesn't matter whether we watch it or not."
"I see, then okay." Shen Nansheng thought it made sense and instructed Shen Li, "Xiao Li, you must listen to your second uncle and not cause him any trouble."
"Okay," Shen Li replied obediently.
He even politely replied to Chu Yang, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Second Uncle."
He was already secretly laughing as he turned around.
I walked briskly towards the stairwell.
Chu Yang got up and followed behind.
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