Zhao Ling bought a note from Bao Long and started his own bank.
"Zhao Ling, everyone is optimistic about Zhengtai now.
Even if you have a lot of money, why don't you give it away like this?"
Bao Long said to Zhao Ling suspiciously.
Tulip is responsible for collecting the money, while Zhao Ling writes the receipt.
"I said, why are you so annoying?
Do you want to buy it?
If not, just get out of the way.
Haven't you seen there are so many people behind you?"
"That's right, there's so much gossip."
A lot of male students around him were dissatisfied with Bao Long.
Of course, it wasn't because he took the seat, but because they lost money in the game just now.
Bao Long smiled and said.
"I'll buy it.
I don't know how much your store will charge."
"If you have money, you can pay 100,000 yuan."
"What a hundred thousand?"
Everyone exclaimed in unison, feeling that this village was really no ordinary gambler.
Zhao Ling said helplessly.
"You also know that I played an online game, and because I cleared my account, I have a lot of money on me."
"No wonder you haven't been online much.
It turns out you don't play anymore."
A boy said with regret.
"It seems that you just won a lot of money.
Ten or twenty thousand won't be a problem, right?"
Zhao Ling replied a few words, without raising his head to look at Bao Long, and continued writing the note.
Bao Long wanted to press harder, but judging from the murderous looks of the boys around him, if he pressed too hard, one of them would probably drown him with a mouthful of saliva.
"Okay, I'll put down 10,000 yuan for shota."
And his two men put down 5,000 yuan each.
In fact, most of the students who come here now are in favor of Zhao Ling, and not many of them are interested in Xia Xin.
Instead, they are investing in Porsche brother Jing Shao.
To put it bluntly, they are giving money to Zhao Ling.
But Zhao Ling was a little uneasy, because just five minutes ago, Tulip received information that there would be a ghost in the next game, which meant that Xia Xin, that bastard, would let Brother Porsche win.
Now that there are more people squeezing Brother Porsche, doesn't this mean she has to pay too much?
Although it's a one-for-one payout, the lowest person still paid 500 yuan, and the highest one paid 5,000 yuan.
Hundreds of people are coming to press her.
Can she withstand it?
"Why do you have so little confidence in Xia Xin, the person in my class?
Or do you think you have inside information?"
Zhao Ling also knew that these people were giving money to her openly, but knowing the inside story, she would lose money. thing.
"How could we have the inside story?"
A group of boys laughed in apology, but they were too embarrassed to say that they gave you the money themselves.
"I just feel that Shota will perform abnormally in the next game."
At this time, Xia Xin was already playing against Porsche brother Jing Shaoka in the stadium.
After finishing writing the receipts for the last dozen people, Zhao Ling and Tu Lixiang concentrated on watching the game.
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Bao Long, who was not far away, looked more and more strange.
Although the two people on the court played very brilliantly, Xia Xin's super The high-speed ball never appeared again.
Not only him, but also many students and teachers noticed Xia Xin's changes.
"Brother Long, is this kid letting his guard down?"
Bao Long's men looked at the score.
The current situation was 2-0.
Although Xia Xin was the winner, they looked a little abnormal.
After the third game, Xia Xin, who had been winning steadily, finally lost the game.
"Damn Shota, where is your thunder and lightning off-spin ball?
Is it hidden?"
A group of boys who couldn't stand Xia Xin shouted one after another and almost threw out the pure water bottles in their hands.
"Damn, there's obviously something wrong with this."
Bao Long's men began to curse, because the three of them had pressed 20,000 yuan on Zhao Ling, and all they lost was money.
"Brother-in-law, come on!"
As for Fan Xiaoxiao's group of subordinates, they still supported Xia Xin, regardless of how the people around him cursed.
But Xia Xin in the stadium didn't seem to take it seriously.
She drank water in her resting place and even waved her arms pretending to be uncomfortable.
Brother Porsche nodded with satisfaction.
He was very happy with Xia Xin's pretense.
At least the two hundred million yuan had not gone gray, and even his performance off the court was superb.
As for Jess and others sitting in the lounge chairs, they were actually quite uncomfortable because they secretly saw Chen Ranran frowning and looking at Xia Xin with suspicion.
Now they all have their own secrets, and they all know each other's ghosts.
Although Xia Xin said that she could win 100%, Jace still set his sights on Young Master Jing and observed his playing style.
Soon, the two people on the court ushered in the last crucial game.
Bao Long stamped his feet, looked anxiously at Xia Xin in the field, and said uneasily.
"This shot is definitely match-fixing."
"Brother Long, what should we do?"
Bao Long's two men also looked heartbroken.
Five thousand yuan is not a small amount.
Bao Long said angrily.
"What should I do?
It's cold now." "6 to 5."
As the referee said, the whole stadium was in commotion, and no one knew who threw the pure water bottle first.
Bang Throwing them at Xia Xin one after another.
"Damn Shota, where is your thunder and lightning off-spin ball?
Why don't you hit it?
Damn it, I lost a thousand reads."
Many boys roared.
"When I saw it, I took money from Brother Porsche and was still acting there.
It's really disgusting."
"Why did Teacher Chen choose him to compete?"
Xia Xin said unhappily.
"You little brats are here to cause trouble, aren't you?
Didn't you see that my hand hurts and I'm beating with the other hand?
A bunch of idiots.
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If I was acting, then I would just go and be a star.
There is still a need to It’s free for you to perform here.”
"Don't lie to us.
We played so well with Brother BMW just now, but the second game ended up like this."
"He was obviously bribed during the break."
Xia Xin glared.
"You people actually gamble with me, how brave you are."
Director Liu's voice came out on the radio.
"Students in the front row of the West Wing, classmates Wang and Zhang, please come to the dean's office."
The students whose names were called all shrank their heads with dejected expressions, glared at Xia Xin reluctantly, and then left in a hurry.
Zhao Ling lost a bit miserably this time, nearly 100,000 yuan.
Fortunately, it was a one-for-one loss, otherwise, he would have lost even more.
"Zhao Ling, you must go to Zhengtai for this matter."
Seeing that Zhao Ling's face looked a little ugly, many boys started to defend her.
"Shotai is haunted."
"Anyone with a clear eye can see it."
"I think the two of them made the deal when they left the arena.
I don't know how much money the Porsche guy gave him to make Mr.
Shota work so hard."
"Speaking of which, this young lady is a greedy person.
As long as Brother Porsche pays hundreds of thousands, he will forget about his parents."
"But I think Shota's hand must have been injured just now.
Otherwise, why would he switch to his left hand to fight?
That's probably the problem."
Some people don't think so, but think that Xia Xin may have arm pain.
This results in the inability to hit that kind of super high-speed off-spin ball. aa2705221: