Volume 1: Little People Return 2014 Chapter 012 7-1!
I can’t sleep. I can’t sleep. As expected, I still can’t sleep!
Zhou Dongsheng lay on the bed, staring with his eyes as big as copper bells, bright and alert, like a night owl.
Sure enough, his psychological quality was still a little lacking. Faced with the temptation of a multi-million dollar prize, he still couldn't remain calm, Zhou Dongsheng sighed in his heart.
Although I have already prepared the result, I still feel a little uneasy because I didn't see it happen with my own eyes.
In the end, Zhou Dongsheng chose to sit in front of the computer, turn on the live broadcast, and turn down the volume to avoid disturbing his sleeping old mother. At this time, the World Cup game had just begun.
On the green field, the yellow host army was playing fiercely with the black and red German tanks. It had been almost ten minutes and the two sides were still fighting back and forth.
In his previous life, Zhou Dongsheng had never watched this game. He only knew the score of 7-1. Even people who didn’t understand football found this score incredible.
Judging from the evenly matched match in those ten minutes, Zhou Dongsheng couldn't understand how the great football kingdom was crushed.
Of course, this result is not what Zhou Dongsheng wants to see. Score a goal quickly! What about the German team? What is the German team doing? The German team's status...
At this time, the German team got a corner kick opportunity. The commentator said, "From the situation at the beginning of today, since it is already a semi-final, everyone will play more cautiously, but I didn't expect the pace of this game to start so fast..."
How could it be fast? There was no goal in 10 minutes, how could they win 7-1? Could it be that this little butterfly of mine could really affect the Brazilian rain forest? Zhou Dongsheng began to have wild thoughts.
"Corner kick... the ball goes in! In the eleventh minute of the first half, the German team took advantage of the corner kick and Muller scored a goal. This goal was very easy, as the Brazilian team's defense missed someone! This is also Muller's fifth goal in this World Cup..."
Zhou Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief, at least he scored a goal. However, as time passed, the competition on the field became stalemate again, and another ten minutes passed.
"Klose shot, the goalkeeper blocked it, then he shot again, got it! The ball went in! Klose's 16th goal in the World Cup! This also means that Klose has become the player with the most goals in the World Cup!"
"In the 22nd minute of the game, Brazil's defense was breached again . Head coach Scolari couldn't sit still anymore. This was the semi-final of the World Cup..."
Good shot, well done to the German team! Zhou Dongsheng excitedly punched the air. Although he was just a fake fan, it did not stop him from cheering for the German team.
During the live broadcast, a female fan with Brazilian camouflage painted on her face and tears in her eyes flashed by, and she was obviously extremely worried.
She cried when the score was only 2-0. I wonder if this female fan will be emotional after the game? And those fans who bet on Brazil to win...
Just like Mr. Lu Xun’s famous saying, human joys and sorrows are not shared. At this moment, Zhou Dongsheng only felt happy.
Brazil made a long pass on the field, which went directly to the German team's goalkeeper. Even a layman like Zhou Dongsheng could see that they were anxious!
"The third goal was scored! 24 minutes! 24 minutes! 3-0! Unbelievable! The goal was scored by Kroos. It was a jaw-dropping scene!"
In the live broadcast, another stunned female fan of the Brazilian team flashed by. It was 3-0? What about Brazil? What is the Brazilian team doing? What is the Brazilian team like?
Zhou Dongsheng was secretly happy, but it was not stable enough. They needed to score at least three goals before the "negative others" he bought would come true. The German team needed to stay steady and not be given any chances.
"Okay, let's look at this ball. The ball is intercepted and a one-on-one shot is created. Then the ball is passed and Kroos shoots again! 4-0!" The commentator's voice became hoarse and he almost shouted.
In the live broadcast, a little Brazilian fan wearing glasses was crying so hard that his face turned red, and even the Coca-Cola in his hand couldn't make him happy.
Zhou Dongsheng in front of the screen smiled so hard that his mouth was crooked. As he said, the joys and sorrows of human beings...
"At this time, Brazilian fans were already crying. Scoring four goals in 26 minutes is absolutely rare in the semi-finals!" The commentator also laughed.
"In just two minutes, Kroos scored two goals in a row, and the Brazilian team's defense completely collapsed . I believe that in the history of the World Cup, on such an occasion, in the semi-finals, in less than 30 minutes, four goals were scored, and the lead was 4-0. This situation has never happened before..."
Along with the commentator's sighs, the screen occasionally flashed with the expressions of Brazilian fans wearing masks of pain.
"Germany's attack, Khedira, pass it to teammates, shoot again, score! Another one! The fifth goal of this game..."
On the field, it was obvious that the Brazilian players were unconscious. Head coach Scolari looked helpless, with his hands on his mouth in a trumpet shape, shouting something.
However, no matter what he did, he could not save this war criminal-level performance, and Zhou Dongsheng's mouth was almost splitting with laughter.
History was unfolding as expected. How could a small butterfly like me possibly affect the Brazilian rainforest? I was really worrying too much. Zhou Dongsheng had already put his heart back in his stomach.
It's already 5-0, so how far can 7-1 be?
"Brazil has won five World Cup titles. The last time they suffered such a tragic defeat was nearly 100 years ago, when they lost 0-6 to Uruguay. Now they are trailing 0-5..."
The commentator has started to talk about irrelevant things. After all, winning or losing is no longer important. Will history be made tonight?
Soon, the whistle to end the first half sounded, and there was no change in the score, but the score was still unbelievable.
If there are fans who have just woken up and turned on the TV, they will probably wonder if they are still dreaming.
During the half-time break, when the fans were cursing, Zhou Dongsheng curiously opened the social software, even though it was already past four in the morning.
However, there were still many fans who stayed up late to watch the game, and they had already started cursing on social media in the first half. The cursing on social media was in full swing at this time.
"RNM! Give me your money back!"
"If I buy it again, I'll be a dog!"
"In the first half, it was 5-0. Even if Brazil had 13 dogs on the field, Germany couldn't that many goals!"
"If it was really 5-0, I could have played, but I bet on Brazil to win, it's so disappointing."
"Hehe, I said that the German tanks are invincible. Betting on the German team to win is too safe."
"Fuck, I bought 100 yuan and scored 5 goals. It looks like it's over. Brazil can't handle this."
"I just realized that I made a wrong bet. I bought Brazil against others for 1,000 yuan, with odds of 150. It looks like a sure win."
"Boss, awesome! With 150,000 yuan, I can become a young model in the club."
"Don't be happy too soon. We need to score one more goal to defeat the other German teams. What if we lose in the second half?"
"So sour? With the current state of the Brazilian team, can they still stop the German tanks in the second half?"
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Zhou Dongsheng looked at the comments of netizens with great joy. There were actually people who bought the wrong item but accidentally bought the right one. They were really talented. Zhou Dongsheng was so scared that he took out the black bag.
Zhou Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief after counting the tickets one by one and confirming that the lottery shop owner had not made any mistakes.
As long as history repeats itself in the second half, the pile of tickets in his hand will turn into real money. At this time, Zhou Dongsheng already felt sleepy.
But I couldn’t fall asleep unless I finished watching the game, and the live broadcast of the second half started soon.
The second half was extremely stalemate, the Brazilian players played very aggressively, and it was obvious that they were very angry, while the German team took a 5-0 lead with great ease.
The two sides fought back and forth, and Zhou Dongsheng's eyelids were almost closed until more than ten minutes later.
"The German team attacks and shoots! It scores again! In the 69th minute of the game, Germany's sixth goal is scored by Schurrle!" the commentator exclaimed.
6-0! Brazil lost to the others, 150 times odds were achieved!
Zhou Dongsheng shuddered, and the smile on his face was the same as that of the German players now.
After all, in this game, the German players raised their own value a lot, and according to the law of conservation of wealth, the Brazilian players' value also plummeted.
According to the law of conservation of wealth, the more devastated the gamblers standing on the rooftop were, the happier Zhou Dongsheng was.
Hey, I’m a multi-millionaire!
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