Chapter 17: Yan Qiang

Bang ...
Bang ...
Silent night, as long as the sound of train tracks hitting.
In the early morning of July 12, 1998, Yan Qiang got on the train to Shenyang.
Wen Binbin, fair-skinned, not tall and strong, he hasn't straightened out his mood yet. He wonders, as Mao himself as a reporter for the NBA sector, Hunan Jingshi's NBA commentary guest, actually tmd has to go far Shenyang, what an interview with Zheng Zhi!
This is obviously what Wang Qinbo wants to do. The football sector is not his responsibility, it is Wang Qinbo! But he let him go to Shenyang.
The more depressed the more I think.
He didn't wake up until he looked at his watch and found that the time had come fifteen minutes before the World Cup finals.
Oh, is n’t it just to watch the World Cup?
Wang Qinbo did n’t go to Shenyang, but let him go, definitely to watch the World Cup final ...
Tragedy.
He grabbed a handful of greasy hair, and he became even more unhappy.
He also wondered why he had a branch in Liaoning, why should he be sent over ...
26-year-old is still young, so deep that he can't understand his thoughts.
"I'm in a hurry, I don't know who will win. Ronaldo, you must help Brazil to win the fifth World Cup."
He is a Ronaldo fan and has always supported Ronaldo and Brazil.
Of course, there are other reasons ...
It ’s really too painful not to watch the World Cup final. It ’s still on the train. When the train arrives at the station, the World Cup is over.
Zheng Zhi.
Blame Zheng Zhi that guy!
Inadvertently, he spread the fire on Zheng Zhi's head.
If it is not Zheng Zhi, he will not be able to go to Shenyang ...
Almost sleepless all night, he finally came to Shenyang. When I first arrived at the hotel, my genius was bright.
His first reaction was to ask the beautiful waiter at the counter.
"Who won the World Cup?"
The waitress was ignorant and didn't seem to want to ignore him.
"Hey,"
"Aren't you going to watch the World Cup?"
Yan Qiang really wants to know the result. It is estimated that the whole world will be left without knowing who won.
The waitress glanced at him, and blew his mouth impatiently:
"Stupid France."
Yan Qiang's first reaction did not realize that the waiter had swearing, but only heard the word "France", and his mind was only about victory or defeat.
"Who said you won?"
"France! You are so deaf!" Belle, the waiter suddenly shouted. Where is this attitude like a waiter, like having a grudge against Yan Qiang, or else the dead father and mother ...
"..." Yan Qiang almost didn't stand, and a stagger almost fell back.
Is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, five thunders burst!
"France?"
"Ahhhhhhh,"
"How can it be!"
Yan Qiang couldn't believe that the game was actually won by France.
Beautiful reporter was shocked.
"Hey, are you all right?"
"Don't you die here, there are already many people like this tonight."
"Don't you just lose money, I also lost, you are a big man, you tmd ..."
After Yan Qiang finally stood firm, he hurriedly supported his left hand in front of the counter, fearing that he really fell.
Beauty waiter is really a word, he just bought the ball.
Nima,
Unreliable Ronaldo and Brazil, how could you lose, Lao Tzu's 5,000 yuan floated.
"Are you really kidding?"
"I'm kidding, Brazil was beaten so much that my mother didn't even know it, 0: 3, Ronaldo was like sleepwalking on the field, the French dead bald scored two headers, and there was one, it seemed to be called Petit Enter. "
"I was pitted to death!" Speaking of which, the waiter was in a bad mood.
"Ah, I said, can we not talk about this matter, do you want to live in the store, or if you live, get your ID card out quickly."
……
Yan Qiang didn't seem to hear it, his expression was still very stiff.
Although 5,000 yuan is not a lot for him, but it is also his full month's income, he still needs to be a reporter and a guest to earn money. As a result, he is now directly drifting.
Damn college classmate, liar! Get out!
Yan Qiang scolded his college classmates in his heart. If he were n’t his college classmate, he would n’t put 5,000 dollars on Brazil, and now he even lost all his underwear.
Yan Qiang is not a person who likes to gamble, but he wanted to buy a house in Changsha. Without the encouragement of his college classmates, he thought about taking advantage of the World Cup to grab a chance. Maybe he would get the money to buy a house.
But the World Cup was the last game, he calculated that he lost more than 3,000. In the finals, he thought about directly squeezing a big bite, and then winning back his capital.
But who knows that his college classmates encouraged him to buy Brazil to win, and the result was a tragedy ...
In fact, before he came to Shenyang, he specifically asked Wang Qinbo. Wang Qinbo's opinion was that the heat will die, and France, which has the advantage of the host, must hold the cup, but Yan Qiang chose the university students who believed in him ...
"Ah ..." Yan Qiang really had no strength, almost couldn't even hold his ID card.
"Well, how much have you bet?" The waiter was also curious, "I just pressed my living expenses 200 a month, UU reading www.uukanshu.com"
"Oh, 200?" Yan Qiang sneered. "I lost 5,000 in this final. The previous games add up to a total of more than 3,000 losses. I thought the last one could be pulled back. Who knows the last He also paid more than 8,000, alas ... "
This time the waiter's expression is dumb, this is the real gambler. He couldn't help talking while looking at Yan Qiang, as if to fear that Yan Qiang had no money to pay for the room.
"Well, do you plan to live in a standard room or a normal room?"
"Common room ......"
Lost more than 8,000, where dare to live in a standard room?
Thinking about it, he added another sentence, "But your invoice will be opened to me in the standard room. I will stay here for at least ten days."
The waiter was originally unhappy, but as soon as he heard ten days, his attitude changed again.
"Good, no problem, this will open the room for you, otherwise, my standard is giving you a discount? After all, the ordinary room is not easy to live ..."
"No, the cheaper the better ... yes, is it not far from the Great Western District?"
"It's not very far, and you'll arrive after three streets, but the Great Western District is very big, depending on where you are going."
"There is a map in the hotel, I can provide you a copy for free."
"What about the compound? That's where your province trains athletes."
"That is not in the Great Western District, but not far away."
After talking, the waiter took out the map and pointed to Yan Qiang.
Yan Qiang nodded, "Thank you."
"Is there instant noodles in the hotel?"
"Have……"
It's so miserable, I can only eat instant noodles ...