Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

The Nanhua team defeated the Jiaqing team, which caused quite a shock in the Nanhua Basketball Forum. Although it was only a friendly match, it was still very explosive.

After all, one is the well-deserved overlord of Nanhua State, and the other is a weak team that has struggled all year round. There is a huge gap in strength between the two.

Of course, the students from Nanhua High School are indispensable behind this. They edit the exciting clips and post them over and over again on social forums and short video software, as if they are afraid that others will not know about it. This also makes those who question the fight against match-fixing People shut their mouths one after another.

Thanks to these enthusiastic classmates, that night, Li Ming received several calls from people claiming to be from a certain school, hoping to ask him out for a meeting. Anyway, the implicit meaning was to know whether he had transferred to another school. Li Ming did not do Tai Chi and clearly rejected this idea.

After dealing with these harassing phone calls and the swarming of students, the already small dormitory was crowded. They all came to Li Ming to take photos and sign autographs. It didn't matter to Li Ming to take photos with him, but everything like autographs and so on. Refused.

Unexpectedly, these people were extremely persistent in signing their names, their words were almost pleading, and some were even willing to pay.

This annoyed Li Ming so much that he could only drive everyone out of the dormitory with a straight face and lock the door.

"Are you crazy? It's just inexplicable." Li Ming muttered, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Wen Bin holding a basketball and a marker and handing them over. He couldn't help but froze, "A Bin, you What to do?”

"Sign." Wen Bin said expectantly.

Li Ming was speechless. He could barely understand other people asking him for autographs, but Wen Bin, who had lived in the same dormitory for nearly two years, also asked him for autographs.

"Why do you sign? Are you not sick?" He said angrily.

"Hehe." Wen Bin smiled and sighed: "Old Li, you are a fan of the authorities. You don't think those people are really just here to chase stars."

"What do you mean?" Li Ming frowned slightly.

Wen Bin pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a gleam of wisdom flashed in his eyes, "This is called investing in advance. Judging from your performance on the court this afternoon, who dares to say that you will not become a superstar in the future. Don't think about it until then." It’s difficult to get your signature. Besides, the signature now is more precious than the signature after becoming famous. They all hope that they can bet on the right thing and sell it for a good price in the future.”

"So that's it." Li Ming couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and sighed: "I didn't expect this, but are you so sure that I can become a superstar? You know, it is very common for people to become famous when they are young and disappear as adults. matter."

"That doesn't matter." Wen Bin shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, it is a business without capital. If you win the bet, you will make a profit, and if you lose the bet, you will not lose anything. It highlights a zero-risk and high return. This kind of investment is a fool. I won’t do it, don’t you think so?”

These words choked Li Ming. He was unable to refute, because what the other party said made sense. He sighed slightly and could only helplessly take out the ball and pen and sign his name on them.

As soon as he finished signing, Wen Bin brought a few more books, then jerseys, sneakers, a washbasin, and even a mouthwash cup...

Wang Dazhi on the side was naturally not far behind and moved everything that could be used for signatures.

Li Ming didn't like to favor one thing over another, so he signed them all, but when he saw a pair of familiar red and black sneakers, he stopped writing in confusion, "Dazhi, did you get the wrong one? These are my sneakers."

"That's right, it's more valuable just because it's yours. Don't worry, I'll buy you a new pair." Wang Dazhi blinked with a funny expression.

Wen Bin suddenly showed a look of appreciation on his face, nodded and said: "Dazhi, it's okay, your ability to find every opportunity is better than mine."

"Hey, don't praise me, I'll be proud." Wang Dazhi proudly thrust the sneakers into Li Ming's hand.

Li Ming scribbled on it angrily, and then handed it over, "I don't believe it. Who else can see that this is my signature."

Unexpectedly, Wang Dazhi calmly took down the mobile phone standing on the bed and said with a sly smile: "Lao Li, I don't need to worry about this. I have a video to prove it for me."

Hey, even Wen Bin's eyes lit up at this saucy move, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Li Ming was a little dumbfounded. After a while, he came back to his senses and sighed: "You guy's academic performance is a mess, but when it comes to crooked ways, your mind spins faster than anyone else."

Wang Dazhi was not ashamed of this obviously ironic remark. Instead, he said confidently: "What you said is related to money issues. Can you be upset?"

"Heroes see the same thing." Wen Bin smiled and nodded in approval.

"It's really hopeless." Li Ming had a defeated expression on his face and was too lazy to pay attention to these two living treasures.

The next day, Saturday at noon.

After Li Ming came out of the shooting club, he couldn't miss any training that could improve his strength, and gun shooting was one of them.

Seeing that it was lunch time, he called Wang Dazhi and Wen Bin respectively and invited them out for dinner. He also fulfilled his promise a few days ago and took them to the club for massage.

The two people who received the call naturally came out happily for the appointment.

Li Ming originally wanted to take them to a high-end restaurant for dinner, but the other two people were obviously not thinking about eating. They said they didn't need to spend so much money, and then they forcibly dragged him into a roadside restaurant.

Li Ming was not picky about food, so he just let them go.

Half an hour later, the three of them burped out of the restaurant and prepared to go to the most famous "Jindi" bathing center in the city center.

"Lao Li, did you do maintenance at the Golden Emperor last time?" Wang Dazhi asked curiously while waiting for the taxi.

Li Ming shook his head and said honestly: "No, I have never been to any club at all."

Wang Dazhi looked disbelieving and curled his lips and said: "Who are you kidding? You have never been there and you can take care of it so well?"

Wen Bin rolled his eyes, touched Li Ming's arm, and whispered: "Hey, aren't the technicians there very beautiful? It is also the largest bathing center in Jinchen City, so the quality should not be bad, right?"

"I don't know. You'll know when you go there." Li Ming sniffed.

Seeing that Li Ming seemed unwilling to discuss this topic, Wen Bin turned to chat with Wang Dazhi. The two of them laughed obscenely while discussing technicians.

At this moment, a heavy truck appeared at the end of the road. When passing the traffic light intersection, the truck speed suddenly accelerated, as if trying to grab the yellow light. This dangerous move almost hit a white car that started early. .

After nearly crossing the intersection, the truck not only did not slow down, but continued to speed up. The roaring engine made a low sound, attracting the attention of pedestrians on the roadside.