Chapter 12 The Excited, Foolish Beauty
Clutching the purple number tag, Meng Ziyi went to the bar.

"Boss, come here for a moment."

"Beautiful lady, what would you like to drink?"

Once the business was open for business, the boss, after seeing Meng Ziyi's appearance clearly, slicked back his shirt collar with a flamboyant air and then flashed a confident smile.

However, his fairly handsome appearance was not very attractive to Meng Ziyi, who was used to seeing handsome men at the Beijing Film Academy.

"I'm betting on a draw in this match."

Meng Ziyi showed the purple number plate, placed it on the bar table, and then remained silent.

The bar owner glanced down at the number plate: "Which table did you come from?"

"there."

Meng Ziyi pointed to Chen Xiu's location, and this extra step made her heart tighten slightly.

After seeing Chen Xiu, the bar owner nodded in understanding, then brought out a pager, told her the table number, and instructed the waiter to bring over the POS machine.

Meng Ziyi turned his head and saw Chen Xiu entering her password into the POS machine.

Just as she was about to ask about the situation, the boss handed her a receipt.

"The bets have already been placed, but now that the match has started, the odds will change a bit, and Brother Xiu should know that."

"Oh, thank you."

Meng Ziyi glanced at the contents of the receipt. The bet amount on the receipt was a six-digit number, starting with a 1 and followed by five zeros.

"His~~"

Taking a light breath, a hint of panic flashed in Meng Ziyi's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Nodding to the bar owner, Meng Ziyi turned and walked back to her seat. As she passed the men and women staring at the screen and shouting, she felt her heart begin to race.

Wow!

As the shouts rang out, Meng Ziyi couldn't help but stop and look at the big screen.

When she saw the team that scored the goal being stopped, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up slightly, just like Chen Xiu's reaction earlier.

Holding a betting slip with a limit of 10 yuan, Meng Ziyi's experience was instantly boosted.

However, when he returned to his seat and saw an uninvited, glamorous woman urging Chen Xiu to drink, Meng Ziyi's lips drooped again.

"Sorry, this table is already taken, so I can't drink with you..."

Hearing Chen Xiu's refusal, Meng Ziyi felt a little better, but the woman's next words made her frown again.

"Hey handsome, that little girl just now, she didn't look very old. What's so fun about little girls?"

"Being young has its advantages, Auntie. You can't help it if you want to be younger!"

Meng Ziyi stood with his hands on his hips, looking down at the woman who had taken his seat, his imposing presence immediately intimidating her.

Seeing her domineering demeanor, Chen Xiu found it amusing and didn't interrupt her.

The woman, regaining her senses, blinked blankly before responding appropriately to the title "Auntie".

Her facial muscles, bearing the heavy marks of cosmetic surgery, began to tremble slightly. Her bulging jaw muscles made the veins on her forehead stand out, and her eyes, adorned with smoky makeup, looked even more ferocious.

Under the various lights of the bar, his appearance was somewhat eerie.

Meeting her terrifying gaze, Meng Ziyi felt the courage that had just surged within her begin to wane... Then, everything went black as Chen Xiu stepped between her and the woman.

"My friend is back, please leave now."

"I……"

"Please leave."

Chen Xiu's voice was calm, and Meng Ziyi couldn't see his expression, but after hearing those two sentences, the woman left dejectedly.

When Chen Xiu turned around, she saw that familiar smile again. "I'm sorry, I should have let her leave before you came back."

"It's a bar! It's normal to encounter people like this."

Meng Ziyi looked down at her feet, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks under the light, a stark contrast to her earlier imposing demeanor.

Chen Xiu assumed she had some concerns, so he took Meng Ziyi's hand and led her to his seat, while he sat in the seat that the woman had just been sitting in.

Just as the two were speechless, another cheer from inside the bar successfully reminded Meng Ziyi.

Wow!

"By the way! Why did you bet 10 yuan on a tie?"

Meng Ziyi held up the receipt in his hand and said with a serious expression.

Her family was relatively well-off, but her living expenses for a semester were less than 10 yuan. As a result, Chen Xiuyi just threw out 10 yuan to buy a ball.

Meng Ziyi felt this behavior was somewhat frivolous, and if Chen Xiu couldn't provide a reasonable explanation, she would have to lower her opinion of him.

Sensing the unusual seriousness of the silly beauty, Chen Xiu also uttered the words she had already prepared.

"I'd like to borrow your luck."

"My luck?"

"Yes! I bet on Brazil to win on another betting platform with odds of 1.3. Now that things aren't looking good, I'm thinking of adding a bet on a tie to hedge the risk."

With a smile in her eyes, Chen Xiu leaned closer to Meng Ziyi and continued, "I hope your luck can help me."

Avoiding those two eager gazes, Meng Ziyi understood the meaning of hedging. If Chen Xiu hadn't lied to her, then doing so was indeed reducing the risk.

"If you buy like this, you'll earn less!"

"Not necessarily. The odds of a tie are higher, so I might even make a profit."

Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyi looked up again and met Chen Xiu's gaze.

"You didn't lie to me?"

"What's the benefit of lying to you?"

Chen Xiu spoke with great conviction, her expression appearing particularly sincere.

In fact, he placed a bet of 500 million on another, larger betting platform to bet on a tie. He was so conservative in his betting to prevent any unexpected situations. After all, he had been reborn, so who could guarantee that things wouldn't change?

Meng Ziyi pursed her lips, stared at him for two seconds, nodded slowly, and then suddenly turned around and devoted herself to the game.

"Stop them! Stop them!"

"Block it! The goalkeeper has blocked it!"

"Why is that number 10 in the yellow jersey so good? Luckily, the ball was stolen..."

Seeing Meng Ziyi's animated gestures, Chen Xiu was initially surprised by her dramatic change, and then began to answer her questions while laughing.

"The player in the yellow number 10 jersey is Neymar, and he's considered a star player."

Who is the star player on the other team?

"No……"

"Tsk, no wonder you bet on Brazil to win."

After briefly expressing his approval of Chen Xiu's judgment, Meng Ziyi quickly looked back at the screen.

After watching the first half, Chen Xiu ordered some snacks and beer, and stayed up all night with Meng Ziyi to watch the second half of the game.

When the game entered the final minute and the score was still 0-0, Chen Xiu suddenly felt her hand being grabbed, and the touch on her skin was warm and soft.

Turning her head to look to the side, Chen Xiu saw Meng Ziyi, who had a dried squid tentacle in his mouth, staring intently at the screen. Then she felt the hand gripping her tighten.

(End of this chapter)

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