MTL - Blue and White Society-Chapter 17 initial capital

  Chapter 17 Initial Funding

   Time passed minute by minute, and after forty minutes, Luo Qing and the others were stunned.

   "Let me hit one..."

  They were about to go crazy. They just didn't make a single shot in the whole game.

   Let a goalkeeper open his arms, block all shots, and block all slam dunks.

  The man standing under the basket at 1.89 meters was like a cliff, rejecting all their scoring opportunities.

all…

   "My God, Luo Qing and the others are going to get zero seals?"

  “I haven’t heard of a zero-block opponent in basketball.”

   "He is too physically fit. Luo Qing looks like a child in front of him."

  Even if others have this height, if they jump up and hit the ball, they will at most fiddle with it, but Mo Poor can directly take a picture of it.

  Stay under the basket, unless the shot is too high, Mo Poor can easily create rebounds.

   And some shots that couldn't be blocked, with the ability of Luo Qing and others, they couldn't score. Especially in the back, Luo Qing and the others' mentality exploded, and they were timid when facing Mo Poor, and when they saw Mo Poor, it was as if they saw a monster guarding the front.

   The final result was that the basketball club did not score a single point.

  Luo Qing looked at the scoreboard, where an extremely dazzling score appeared.

  0:12.

  From the beginning to the end, except for Mo Poor who scored four goals, no one scored.

  Such a score was established not long after the start, and it was maintained throughout the game until the end.

  What kind of **** is this? None of the students on the sidelines, whether it is the basketball club or other clubs, expected this ending.

   It is said that the football club can score four goals, so they will give them the two hundred thousand.

  The result was good, there were really four balls, one was not too many and the other was not.

  In fact, when they heard that the game would last forty-eight minutes, the people on the sidelines basically knew what Luo Qing wanted to do.

   Score points, ride fiercely on the faces of Wang Xiong and others to score points.

  No matter how many points Wang Xiong and the others score, he will definitely overwhelm the opponent by ten or twenty times.

   At that time, the game will be lost with a huge difference in points. The 200,000 yuan is like a charity.

  Of course, except for Wang Xiong, other people probably don't care about this point, as long as they get the money.

  People are rich, so what’s the point of saving face? So maybe someone in the team could see it, but no one would come forward and say it.

  Who would have thought that this basketball game, which was thought to be for money, but to swallow his anger and be tortured by blood, was actually won.

   And the score is still so dreamy, saying that four goals are four goals.

  What is twelve points in basketball? I've never heard that you can win with 12 points, but whoever let the basketball club get zero seals.

   "You are really good, Magic Ball, your hands are really scary."

  When the game was over, Wang Xiong was the loudest and most excited person in the room. He blushed and spoke loudly.

   Mo Poor supported his knees and panted, "Is it enough to have noodles?"

   "Haha, there's nothing to say, let's go for a drink." Wang Xiongle went crazy.

  He glanced at Luo Qing, only to see that Luo Qing was pale, drenched in sweat, and was staring at Mo Poor with straight eyes.

   After playing basketball for so many years, it is not uncommon for him to be abused by others, but he has never been abused like this.

  And Mo Poor is still the kind who obviously can't play basketball.

  In the whole game, Mo Poor didn't even dribble the ball, and he didn't pass anyone. He just stuck to the basket like a goalkeeper.

   Not only can Mo Poor not know how to dribble, but even his shooting posture is not standard. He uses the technique of tossing the ball in football.

  Including defense, they all used the goalkeeper's posture, and they ate all their shots in such a terrifying way.

   This made him wonder about life: What the **** have I been playing all these years?

  No one would suspect that there was something wrong with Mo Poor's operation, some just felt that he was hiding something.

Han Dang took the opportunity to brag: "Ha, Magic Ball doesn't know how to play basketball, and he can keep you clean. Now you know how to win the game in the afternoon, right? The talent of Magic Ball was specially invited by the coach of the sports school. I want to invite him to play in the Chinese Super League. Well, he has world-class talent..."

  Everyone was in an uproar. No wonder he defended a rebound, but he looked like a goalkeeper. It turned out that he was a super goalkeeper.

  What a world-class talent, everyone will hear it as a joke, but it is probably true to be able to play in the Super League.

   "The football club also has fierce people."

   "You saw that he didn't cover Luo Qing just now, but he just slid Luo Qing two meters away."

   "How strong is the strength in this palm? If this is a fight, you will probably faint with a slap..."

   "And that reaction speed, tsk tsk, I heard he practiced arrows? I'm afraid he has developed a unicorn arm?" the other said.

   I didn't know before that there are such fierce people in the football club, but now I know, everyone knows it in their hearts.

  Every department, every grade, has influential figures, some well-known ones, and everyone knows what specialties they have.

  Mo Poor used to be very low-key. Although he was nicknamed a shooting god, in fact, only a few people who are familiar with him have really seen his archery and darts.

   And the school doesn't even have a bow and arrow club, so no one pays much attention to this.

  But nowadays, no one dares to underestimate Mo Poor, and even provoke the football club.

  Because the football club has strong people who can hold the field, that is to say, when the football club is mentioned, others will think of someone like Mo Qiong.

  If the football club has any difficulties, others will think: they have ink poor, this matter is not certain.

  Wang Xiong knew in his heart that there would be many faces in the football society in the future, so he couldn't help looking at Luo Qing, wanting to say something.

  Unexpectedly, Mo Qiong's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, so he directly grabbed Wang Xiong.

  Mo Poor said: "Okay, okay, I played football and basketball again today, I'm almost exhausted, so you can just say hi?"

   "Eh? Then this..." Wang Xiong wanted to say that he didn't take the money.

   But Mo Poor abruptly interrupted him, preventing him from speaking.

  I saw Mo Poor softly said: "He will send it himself, don't complicate things again, huh? Forgot why this game was played? It's not because you are talking around."

  Wang Xiong was taken aback, and hurriedly shut up.

   If you ask for money or something again, it becomes gambling again.

"Don't worry, the worse Luo Qing loses and the uglier he is, the less he dares to default on the money. It is guaranteed to be delivered to us at a speed beyond our expectations. Because he can't afford to lose anymore, he doesn't care about money, now I must want to end this matter as soon as possible, and keep myself as a person who is trustworthy and can afford to lose." Mo Qiong said.

  Wang Xiongzhi thought so too. With the previous lessons, he immediately kept a low profile.

  Mo Poor managed Wang Xiong, and he seemed to be the leader of the football club. He turned around and said, "Luo Qing, the score is so tight, let's have a drink together?"

"Um?"

  Everyone couldn't help but be amazed when they saw that after the football club won, they didn't say anything cruel, and instead of stepping on Hu Luoqing, they even invited him to drink.

   Score conceded? Lie ghosts, even if Luo Qing really gave in, he wouldn't give himself up to zero points!

   But such an invitation gave Luo Qing a new step.

  He was looking pale, wondering if he should leave in despair. It's very embarrassing to stay on the court, let's just go, it's too embarrassing.

   Being so stiff, Mo Poor's drink together immediately gave him something to do.

   "Uh... okay." Luo Qing followed the trend.

  He just wants to walk out of the basketball court in a decent manner. Obviously, although Mo Poor's words don't believe ghosts, at least he retains some dignity on the surface.

   After losing like this, what more can I expect.

  Everyone saw that there was nothing to see. The two teams that might be about to die together went to drink together. What are they doing? It also disappeared immediately.

  Suddenly, Mo Poor saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

  It was a girl with a light figure and a graceful figure.

   It looks familiar at first glance, but after a closer look, you recognize it: Isn’t this the girl who danced on the stage before? It's just that he changed his clothes and the makeup on his face, so he didn't recognize him at a glance.

   "Uh, she was watching me play just now?" Mo Poor walked and stared at the girl.

  The girl was secretly observing with a look of admiration, but suddenly found that Mo Poor was looking at her, and couldn't help trembling.

  The expression on his face instantly subsided, a little at a loss, as if shy.

  Mo Poor was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly looked away.

   It’s been so long since I’ve been in the secret channel, but the impulse and enthusiasm haven’t subsided?

   Mo Poor secretly thought about walking back to the beach, everyone was very happy, but Luo Qing and the others couldn't stay any longer, so they drank a glass of wine and left.

  They came here on Moqiong's steps to have fun with everyone, but if they really wanted them to sit and drink together, they couldn't drink it.

   "The money has been transferred to you, so I will leave first."

  Luo Qing took the initiative to give the money, and hurriedly led the people away. He had been beaten by Mo Poor, and wanted to settle the matter, or even downplay it.

   Naturally, he didn't want to entangle him too much, but Wang Xiong had Mo Qiong reminded him, and he didn't say much. Everyone got 200,000 with great satisfaction, and today they can be said to be in the limelight, so there is no need to stalk them anymore.

   "Brother Luo, that kid is really scary." After walking away, Xiao Liu whispered.

  Luo Qing turned his head and took a deep look at Mo Poor.

   "After two years of enrolling in school, I have never been able to show off the mountain. I have never heard of such a number one person in the football club before."

   "Ask about him."

  Xiao Liu said clearly: "Understood, Brother Luo."

   "You know what a fart!"

"what?"

  Luo Qing said earnestly: "Without him, and replaced by that idiot Wang Xiong, I don't know how it will end today."

   "This person doesn't want to make enemies with us, and I naturally don't want to take the initiative to provoke him. I just understand that it is right after all."

  After Luo Qing left, Wang Xiong's penny was neat and tidy.

  Participating in the competition, each person will be divided into 20,000 yuan, which will be transferred directly.

  I saw that Mo Qiong took out his mobile phone from time to time, wanting to see if he had received the account.

  The 20,000 yuan is very important to him. If he has no money, he will take many detours if he is full of thoughts.

  Although 20,000 yuan is not enough to do too many things, it is enough as an initial capital.

   At that time, it is time to buy some equipment, tools, or travel around by train, and finally have money to pay the bill.

  If there is no 20,000 yuan, what can he do with his own 100 yuan? One hundred yuan can still live for a long time in school, but after going out of school, it is not much different from being penniless.

   After waiting for two full hours, just when Mo Poor thought the account would be credited the next day, there was an extra 20,000 yuan on the account.

   "Yes!" Mo Poor was very excited.

  But then he was taken aback, because he found out that the account was 20,000 yuan, which means that Wang Xiong paid the handling fee very carefully.

  Mo Poor smiled knowingly, but didn't say anything.

   "Come! Drink!"

"cheers!"

   While having fun with everyone, Mo Poor ordered 50 GPSs online.

   Yes, fifty!

  For this reason, he visited several related online stores. The average price was about 150 yuan each, and he spent a total of more than 7,500 yuan.

  The 20,000 yuan he had just received dropped by nearly half in an instant, but he didn't feel bad at all.

  Although he is used to being poor, and even a little stingy on weekdays, but at this moment he spent seven thousand and five without blinking.

  Because he believes in himself, he can definitely earn back ten times or a hundred times.

   "You don't need a lot of money, you just need to spend more than you can spend in this life. Earn 100 million first."

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  (end of this chapter)