Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Don't talk nonsense, I know you want to fuck me." Liu Xiaobie raised his head, the skin on his slender neck was delicate and white, like a proud swan.Under the setting sun, the white and greasy skin reflects the golden light, which makes people's heart skip a beat.

Zhou Congwen glanced at it, then immediately looked away, looking at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart, "Have you bought sports lottery?"

"I didn't buy it, I'm not interested in this, but I'm more interested in you like Boss Chunxiao. Speaking of mathematicians, being a doctor is boring, so come help me calculate the data?" Liu Xiaobie said with a smile.

"I just want to be a doctor."

"Exit."

The two came to Chunxiao Sports Lottery, the boss was printing lottery tickets, Zhou Congwen went to say hello, and then sat down with Liu Xiaobie.

Liu Xiaobie took the menu that became greasy within a few days and ordered all the way.

"I brought you today."

"Thank you."

Zhou Congwen had nothing to say to Liu Xiaobie. He looked around, pricked up his ears to listen, and vaguely heard Wang Zhiquan's voice coming from the voices in the back room.

To be a good doctor, listening to all directions is a must.Back then, Zhou Congwen used up three stethoscopes in order to practice auscultation, and the external auditory canal was covered with calluses.

Heart sounds can distinguish subtle differences, let alone hear Wang Zhiquan's voice.

"Doctor Zhou, I'm free today." Boss Chun Xiao walked over with a smile, holding a printed lottery ticket in his hand.

"Who do you buy wins?" Liu Xiaobie asked curiously.

Zhou Congwen ignored Liu Xiaobie, and said to Boss Chunxiao, "It's not too busy these days. Fortunately, it's good to catch up with the last game of 16 to 8."

"Buy South Korea to win. If Dr. Zhou wins again, he will be my idol in this life."

"Buy it casually, I'm not sure." Zhou Congwen glanced at the back room, "Boss Chunxiao, is it busy inside?"

Boss Chunxiao is also a wonderful person. He instantly sensed the meaning in Zhou Congwen's words, and he whispered, "Wang Zhiquan has been unlucky in the past few days, and he lost more than 1 yuan."

Talking to a smart person is peace of mind, Zhou Congwen gave Boss Chunxiao an appreciative glance.

"Doctor Zhou, what are your plans?" Boss Chunxiao asked.

"No plans." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Just try it out, if it doesn't work, I'll find another way."

Boss Chunxiao's eyes rolled in their sockets, he hesitated for a moment, but he didn't ask anything, he was thoughtful.

It's not good to say something too clearly, especially when talking to someone like Dr. Zhou, it's not enough to leave three points, you have to leave seven points.

"What charades are you playing?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

"Let's watch the game." Zhou Congwen didn't say much, some things are just seeds, if you can succeed, you will succeed, if you can't succeed, there are countless ways.

"Zhou Congwen, you really bought South Korea to win. I heard from my mother that your income is not high, why waste it so much?" Liu Xiaobie asked in confusion.

But her doubts were instantly shattered by the skewers that were brought up. The skewers are delicious, and they are more attractive than some unreliable mathematicians.

Boss Chunxiao brought a few bottles of chilled Harbin beer, and instead of answering Zhou Congwen's words, he opened the beer and started joking, just like a few fans waiting for a game.

The three of them had their own concerns, Zhou Congwen was the most indifferent, he occasionally looked in through the door of Chunxiao Sports Lottery, but Wang Zhiquan never appeared.

Soon, the game started, and Chunxiao Sports Lottery became tense and lively inside and out.

"I'll go...Zhou Congwen, have you opened your eyes?"

When the South Korean team knocked down the Italian player for the nth time, Liu Xiaobie asked in surprise.

Chapter 0103 Football Is Round

"With enough information, the final result can be deduced." Zhou Congwen said with a faint smile, "In classical mechanics, if Laplace's demon knows the exact position and momentum of every atom in the universe, he can use Newton's law to Show the whole process of cosmic events, past and future."

"Hello, little demon." Liu Xiaobie didn't believe every word Zhou Congwen said, even every word, every tone of tone that was frustrating.

Boss Chunxiao, however, watched the game with great interest, and the referee's black whistle could be hammered. Because of this, he became more and more sure that Zhou Congwen was not simple.

But there is a question - why does such an extraordinary person only buy one lottery ticket when he has a high probability of winning money? !

Zhou Congwen looked very much like the kind of middle-aged man who doesn't usually touch football, but loves to join in the fun, catches up with big events like the World Cup, and wants to watch football with more interest, but has a lot of cash.

It's weird, Boss Chunxiao doesn't understand what Zhou Congwen is thinking.

Then watching the game, when I saw a Korean player with flower arms kicking Maldini on the back of the head, the whole lottery shop was boiling, and the air wave almost knocked the door away.

Countless swear words poured out, and Boss Chun Xiao was a little worried that the fans would directly turn their anger on his small store because they were too angry, and smashed the store.

"Doctor Zhou, this...fuck is not playing football at all." Boss Chun Xiao looked at the TV helplessly. The Italian players were already scarred under the oppression of the referee + South Korean team.

It's hard to believe that there is such a blatant black call and such a rough style of play in the World Cup.

The South Korean players don't play football at all. They make it clear that they just want to win, even if they abolish the careers of all Italian players.

Why do you need a game to win like this, a bunch of hooligans.

"Is it meaningful to win like this?" Liu Xiaobie was also dumbfounded, she whispered with a beer bottle in her hand.

"It makes sense, did I buy a lottery ticket?" Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

In fact, what he thought in his heart was the 1.2 million he wanted to get.

The atmosphere on the football field became more and more tense, the Italian players were still "recalcitrant", while the referee blew his whistle without any scruples, which was even more fake than a fake A.

Zhou Congwen looked at the ball, thinking about other things in his mind.If Boss Chunxiao didn't go on the road, he might be in a little trouble.

I really hate trouble.

It would be a great thing to be able to have an operation in the hospital quietly, of course it is a slow operation instead of an emergency operation.It's boring to spend all your time dealing with Wang Zhiquan, just as boring as match-fixing on the court.

Although the South Korean team has the power of referees, the score is still 1:0, and the Italian team leads.Liu Xiaobie shook his head, "Sacred Beast, although South Korea played shamelessly, it still can't win."

"Huh? What did you call me?"

"The Laplace demon is one of the four great beasts of physics, but you haven't fully evolved this beast yet, so you seem to have lost this game."

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen smiled lightly.

Del Piero was replaced by Gattuso in 61 minutes, trying to defend the 1-0 score with a classic chain defense.

Time passed bit by bit. Although the Italian team faced the entire South Korean team plus two linesmen and one referee, the power of the chain defense was enormous. This was the legendary reinforced concrete defense.

"Doctor Zhou, it looks like you're really going to lose." Boss Chun Xiao said with a smile when he saw that the time had reached 85 minutes and the time would be overtime soon.

Boss Chunxiao seemed very relaxed. Although if Zhou Congwen lost, it would prove that his previous guesses were all wrong, but what does that matter?

Thinking of Dr. Zhou's unreliable words, Boss Chunxiao felt more and more that this was just a lucky young man, and he guessed completely wrong.

"A football is round."

"Hahaha, it's impossible." Boss Chun Xiao said, "I watched Serie A before I graduated. In my heart, the Italian team is half the home team. The score ended 1-0, which is what the Italian team is best at doing." matter."

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly. His love for football only exists in various written materials, such as sports weekly newspapers, surgery, and night shifts as entertainment in his spare time.

Zhou Congwen was powerless to refute Boss Chunxiao.

And it seemed like a few minutes had passed, and he wasn't in a hurry. If the timeline didn't change, it's better to let the reality educate him, and there was no need to say more.

If the timeline changes and my 1.2 million disappears...it's okay, it's just a little money, it doesn't matter.

"Boom~~~"

There was a loud noise, and everyone exclaimed that the lottery shop almost collapsed.

Boss Chun Xiao stared blankly at the TV. At 88 minutes, Panucci made a small mistake in the penalty area, which gave South Korea the hope of a comeback. Xue Qixuan's goal brought South Korea back from the brink of elimination.

"This..." Boss Chunxiao was dumbfounded.

"The Italian players have exhausted their physical strength, why is the South Korean team running all over the field? It's strange." Liu Xiaobie frowned.

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen knew the reason, but he didn't say it.

"Don't be complacent, there is overtime, I don't believe the Korean team can advance."

"If you lose, do something for me?" Zhou Congwen looked at Liu Xiaobie with a smile and said leisurely.

Liu Xiaobie looked at Zhou Congwen warily.

"Good thing, I don't want to wall you."

"..." Liu Xiaobie gave Zhou Congwen a vicious look.

Amidst the uproar, the 90-minute game officially ended.

The voices of the angry fans became louder and louder, as if they were going to rush into the field and beat up the black whistle and those players who played the ball to the extreme.

"Doctor Zhou, do you mean stimulants?" Boss Chunxiao asked with a frown.

"I don't know. How can I know if this thing is useful or not. But the US Asthma Team, have you heard of it?"

"What's the result of the final match? What do you think?" Boss Chun Xiao obviously had no interest in the US Asthma team, so he continued to ask.

Zhou Congwen pointed to the lottery ticket on the table.

Boss Chunxiao couldn't help laughing, "Look at my memory, I always feel that it is not so dark, so I still have the idea that the Italian team can win."

"Don't believe his nonsense, a little doctor can do anything besides see a doctor and perform surgery.

But what can he order? Can he stay in the hospital for three days and work like a donkey?The donkeys in the production team didn't do that. "Liu Xiaobie put the beer bottle in his hand on the table, white foam gushed out.

"You speak louder when you have no confidence." Zhou Congwen said slowly.

"Tch, you can't fool me."

"Then you promise to do something for me."

"No." Liu Xiaobie directly refused, "You look gentle, but you are actually full of bad taste, don't think I don't know."

Chapter 0104 That idiot has bet on three upsets

Amid boos, the two teams began a fierce battle in overtime.

South Korean players flew all over the field, and it was impossible to tell that they had already run for 90 minutes.But the Italian players did not give up either. They were unwilling to do so, and tried their best to resist with their last strength.

"Go in! Go in!!" The commentator's voice has changed, and he is extremely excited.

Whether it is the fans in the lottery store or the commentator in the CCTV broadcast hall, they all have hearts for the Italian team, and they roared excitedly when they saw Totti dribbling the ball into the penalty area in a counterattack.

The TV was about to be shattered by the shouts, Boss Chunxiao was so nervous that he almost stopped breathing, Liu Xiaobie was holding the beer bottle tightly, his nail beds turned white.

The No. 22 player of the South Korean team swept Totti to the ground with a sweeping leg.

"Roar~~~" Excited shouts resounded inside and outside the lottery shop.

Penalty kick, definitely a penalty kick!

Penalty kick in overtime, golden goal wins, steady!

Although Boss Chunxiao said that he was strictly neutral, he still waved his arms when he saw this scene, almost jumping up in excitement.

Liu Xiaobie clutched the beer bottle and made a creaking sound.

Only Zhou Congwen watched the game calmly. Compared with his vague memory, there should be no change.Thinking that the appearance of a little butterfly like himself would not affect the World Cup, he thought to himself.

The whistle sounded, and in almost everyone's imagination the referee should have pointed his finger at the penalty spot!

Seconds later, however, the Ecuadorian referee ran up to Totti and gave him a yellow card.

The South Korean players waved their arms viciously, as if breathing a sigh of relief.

Totti's two yellows turned into one red, and he was sent off, which made the Italian team's situation even worse.

Boss Chunxiao looked at the TV stupidly, he was shocked by this shamelessness.

This is the World Cup, with hundreds of millions or billions of eyes watching, but no one can do such a thing with a little face.

"Really... I've never seen such a fake ball, this is the World Cup!"

Zhou Congwen smiled, what happened to the World Cup?

The ball in front of me was listed as the top ten black calls by later generations. Just wait, there will be better ones in the future.

What happened next left everyone speechless.

Quan Wuxing was staged on the field of the World Cup, and the flying kicks were not aimed at the ball at all, but aimed at people.

Until the golden ball appeared, the South Korean team defeated Italy 2-1, and the sports betting shop was full of wailing.

Immediately there was a sound of smashing things from the back room, and Boss Chun Xiao didn't have time to say anything to Zhou Congwen, so he hurried to see what happened inside.

"Zhou Congwen, are you behind the scenes?" Liu Xiaobie asked, holding a beer in his hand.