City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 12 is 30 again!
On TV, the game has already started.

The two commentators are also analyzing excitedly:

"Look, the players of the Yellow Lions passed the ball to Simero!"

"Then let's wait for Simero to make a good start... dribble the ball all the way! Breakthrough!! NICE shot!"

"Huh? This..."

Face slaps always come unexpectedly.

Explaining the high emotions, he instantly wilted like frost beating an eggplant.

On the replay of the TV, Simero volleyed vigorously, but the ball missed!

"Ah! Why is it off? What a pity."

"But it doesn't matter. At present, the Yellow Lion is still playing against Vanela, and the ball is in Vanela's half-court all the way."

"Yeah, it's already at the gate, can the goal be far?"

The two commentators kept cheering, thinking that this was an unexpected episode.

Father Lin waved his cattail fan indifferently and said:
"It's just a small mistake. The yellow lion has been pressing down on Vanela's door. Simero is just still getting used to the game, and he will be fine in a while."

Lin Xian smiled helplessly.

In the eyes of a layman like him, the ball was a bit outrageous.

This distance and angle... Even if those people from the different school teams came, they wouldn't make such a big mistake!

At this time, the commentary on the TV continued:
"Okay, nice, the Yellow Lions steal the ball from Vanela, pass it - and pass it to Simero!"

"What? What's the situation? Simero didn't even see the ball!"

"Simero ran too far! The ball was intercepted by Vanela."

"Now the ball has come to the gate of the Yellow Lions. There is only one goalkeeper on the Yellow Lions side. The shot--hit it!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhxs !!!"

"This... ahem, in short! Let us congratulate Vanera for scoring the first point! Temporarily leading."

"The Yellow Lions have all gone to attack, leaving only one goalkeeper guarding. How can they defend the menacing Vanela?"

"So I said, the Yellow Lions should change their tactics."

"Let us wait and see how the yellow lion will fight back?"

But Lin's father on the other end of the TV was furious.

Stand up directly from the stool and fan your fans wildly!

"Do you think Simero's teammate is stupid? Simero didn't even notice, and he passed the ball there. Didn't he send it to the opposite side on purpose!! I'm so mad!!"

Lin Xian looked at his father's angry look, and found it a little funny:

Simero made such an obvious mistake, it was acted out at first glance, so these fans would believe that he didn't see the pass, right?

Maybe Simero just firmly believes that fans will stand by him no matter what.

That's why I chose to play match-fixing.

After all, he has built a reputation for 20 years, and it is impossible for him to collapse because of this game.

What's more, this is a retirement match.

Whether you play well or not, you can count your career as complete.

"Don't worry, Simero is so strong, it's only one point, it doesn't have much impact, and it will definitely be Simero who wins in the end!"

Father Lin didn't have any doubts about Simero's victory.

I don't know if he was comforting Lin Xian or comforting himself, after all, he paid "blood money".

Lin Xian looked at his father who was sitting upright like a primary school student in class.

I don't know what to say.

I had no choice but to keep watching with him.

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The rest of the game was still like this.

Obviously, this exhibition game was opened for Simero to retire.

As long as the Yellow Lions touch the ball, they will pass it to Simero, but Simero seems to be in a really bad state today.

After halftime, the Yellow Lions were once again caught by Vanela, breaking the deadlock and scoring another point!
The score has come to 0:2!

The scene got out of control for a while!
The fans in the stands are shouting the name of the idol desperately, cheering for the idol:
"Come on, Simero!!!"

"Cimero you are the best!!!"

"Cimero, we will always support you!!!"

Father Lin took out the five lottery tickets from his pocket and let out a long sigh, watching the encouragement from the audience:
"Sigh... I really didn't expect it. Simero is really old, and his physical strength and endurance can't keep up. It's really time to retire."

"Besides, the Yellow Lions and the rest of the group are not in good spirits today, as if they are all taking a walk. Could it be that Simero alone affects the morale of the whole team? Isn't the Yellow Lions finished?"

Father Lin sighed and muttered to himself.

And Lin Xian looked at the group of people in the stands, as if he saw a piece of green leek.

Gaming companies are not charitable companies.

Can ordinary fans pick up money?
So many people in the world are rushing to earn pocket money, but the gambling company is not a fool, how could they give you money for nothing?

The gaming company must have given the Yellow Lions players a lot of money.

At the end of this game, if you exclude a few people like Lin Xian who bought Vanela, who was a big upset, and the money given to Messiro and the players, the gambling company can at least make billions of dollars.

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In the second half of the game, Vanela changed his tactics, basically stopped attacking and defended with all his strength, which made it impossible for the Yellow Lions to break through.

At this time, Simero seemed to have just adjusted his state, showed his usual demeanor, dribbled the ball past the three opponents at the last moment, and shot from a long distance-hit!
Papa Lin jumped up and clapped his hands:
"Simero is doing great, you deserve to be Simero!!!"

Crazy cheers also came from the stands!

Those were all fans of Simero, seeing his "lore" at the end of his life, they cheered and shouted to blow up the stadium!
The final score of the yellow lion: Vanela was 1:2, a narrow defeat.

But in the eyes of the audience, Simero did not lose.

That last ball.

Glory to defeat!

A generation of legendary ball king, perfect retirement!
After the carnival.

Father Lin looked at the lottery ticket in his hand, which was already a waste of paper, and sighed:

"Hey, your mother is going to beat me to death tomorrow, and there will be a washboard meal. Remember to beg for me, boy, alas..."

puff-

Seeing his father's appearance, Lin Xian couldn't help laughing.

He took out a stack of Football Lottery in his pocket and handed it to his father.

"Dad, if I give you these, Mom won't punish you."

"This is a lottery ticket of more than 6 yuan, and Vanela who bought it all won. I calculated it and it can be exchanged for 30 yuan."

"You can buy a Harvard H6 and drive it yourself, and then repair the house, the money is enough."

Father Lin was shocked, and looked at the lottery ticket he took in disbelief.

In fact, Lin Xian originally planned to go home and give some money to his parents.

However, they are no longer under so much pressure and working so hard.

But it's useless now.

Let my father redeem the lottery ticket by himself, and there is no need to doubt the source of his money.

Residents in the small town have never seen too much money in their life. Lin Xian, a college student who just graduated, gave his parents too much money, and he was afraid of scaring them.

Seeing that the lottery tickets in his hands were really bought by Vanela, Dad Lin opened his mouth and said a word after a long time:

"Boy... baby is promising, and can make money!"

He said with a gratified smile.

Lin Xian patted his father on the shoulder and instructed:

"But Dad, you can no longer buy lottery tickets in the future, it's not a good thing."

Father Lin smiled happily:

"Okay, Dad won't buy it in the future. If you convert the money back and save it, it will be enough for you to buy a car and marry a wife."

Lin Xian looked helpless at his stubborn father, and he couldn't tell them that he still had hundreds of thousands.

I have to say:
"The money is for you to spend, you don't need to save it, I still have it, and I can earn it."

After hearing Lin Xian's words, Father Lin just waved his hands perfunctorily:
"Okay, okay, brat, go to sleep now."

Lin Xian knew that according to the personality of his parents, the money would definitely be saved, so he had no choice but to say:

"Got it, go to bed quickly, it's late."

After all, the father and son went back to their rooms to sleep.

(End of this chapter)