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Chapter 1292 Holding Back a Big Move

Cape Verde's draw with Spain is no ordinary football match. Ordinary people only know that the two teams are not the same in strength, but in reality, this draw is equivalent to a national team playing against a county school team for the whole game and ending in a draw.

The top scorer in the college entrance examination and the perennial bottom scorer handed in their papers at the same time, with the same score. The six-time champion Faker and his championship team fought a five-round battle against Lin Mo and his silver-level players. In the end, neither side could defeat the other, and all ten players on both sides collapsed from exhaustion on the stage, resulting in a draw. Peak Tyson and Miss Yuan fought a full 12 rounds in the boxing ring, ending in a draw.

Those who bought Spanish stocks this time are probably ready to jump off buildings, but it's okay, the Cape Verdean goalkeeper will catch them.

In this situation, it's really hard to believe that his father could persuade someone who wanted to spend 5,000 yuan to bet on a 0-0 draw before the game!

Let's put it this way: before the match, there are only three types of people who would dare to spend 5,000 yuan to bet on a draw: either they are people who never follow football and have plenty of money and are betting for fun, or they are crazy, or they know the result in advance.

Otherwise, no one would do such a thing, but his father just happened to be in that situation.

"Well, Dad, you should probably stay home for the next couple of days. I'm worried you'll get 'saved for the people'," Lin Mo said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Old Lin glared at him and spat, "Get out of here! Who could have known that such a huge difference in strength could lead to an upset!"

"You said it yourself, it was an upset. Which World Cup doesn't have upsets? How can we not learn our lesson?" Lin Mo said helplessly.

That's true. Every World Cup, there's bound to be a small country that suddenly shines and upsets the big teams.

Of course, their country is an exception, because their country is a world power, and great powers can't afford to have upsets. Our country's principle is stability, and it is indeed very stable, so stable that it can't even qualify for the World Cup.

The Chinese people themselves have accepted this. If they can't get in, they can't get in. It's not the first time anyway. When it comes to disappointing people, the national football team never disappoints.

If the Chinese national football team were to suddenly qualify for the World Cup, the first thought of the Chinese people would definitely be, "There must be something fishy going on here. There must be something fishy going on with FIFA."

That's right, the problem lies with FIFA. It's not the Chinese people who want the national team to qualify for the World Cup more than the Chinese people themselves, but rather FIFA.

They desperately want the Chinese national football team to qualify for the World Cup, because if they do, the huge domestic market of 14 billion people will be completely opened up, and the prices of broadcasting rights and all sorts of other interests will skyrocket.

If the Chinese national football team can achieve a good result in the World Cup, such as reaching the quarterfinals, semifinals, or even the finals, then the next World Cup will most likely be held in China.

After all, FIFA had been trying to get China, one of the five permanent members of the UN Security Council and one of the four ancient civilizations, to host the World Cup for a long time, but unfortunately, China has not been willing to take the plunge.

What, you want me to pay money and embarrass myself at the same time? After all, the lyrics are already there: "My goal is always open, welcoming you with open arms!"

This time, FIFA managed to expand the number of teams to 48. In the next tournament, it might even be 58 or 68 teams, until the Chinese national team makes it into the World Cup.

Of course, given the current state of the Chinese national football team, even if they manage to get into the squad, they'll likely be eliminated in the first round and receive mostly criticism. There will probably be even more "refund-seeking hermits" (people who advocate for getting their money back).

It can also show foreigners how domestic fans hurl insults—enough to make your ears go deaf!

Of course, there is another weakness in the Chinese national football team after entering the World Cup, namely that Ma Ning has a weakness. The card master is going to be targeted, which is not a good sign.

In short, Comrade Lin is going to suffer a lot right now. He feels speechless in front of his fellow villagers. How will he face his colleague when he goes back to work? He'll be criticized for at least half a year!

Isn't this hindering their chance to make money? After all, it's five thousand yuan, which is almost two hundred thousand yuan. How much is their annual salary? Even if they don't eat or drink, it's almost three years' salary. No wonder Comrade Lin is so guilty.

"Ignore him, your dad is just meddling. Let me tell you, if you dare to use the money your son gave you to buy me a ball, I'll teach you a lesson!" Mom Zhou Min glared at Lao Lin and spat.

In response, Comrade Lin waved his hand repeatedly: "No way, I know we need our money. I'm just using my own salary to buy a few dozen yuan less worth of cigarettes!"

"That's more like it, hmph!" Zhou Min, the mother, snorted, then asked, "Hey? I saw some ducks outside, where did they come from?"

“That’s not a duck, that’s Sister Yuan’s toy, her new pet,” Lin Mo explained from the side.

Liu Ruyan laughed non-stop, feeling that the day had been so interesting. It was good to come out and relax; it made her feel so much better.

"Oh, I see. Let her play then. Ask her if she likes chicks or something. I'll buy some sometime. It's such a big place, it would be a shame not to raise some chickens and ducks!" Mom Zhou Min sighed.

Hearing this, Lin Mo quickly waved his hand to stop her: "No, Mom, our yard is so big, it's not easy to clean it properly, don't raise a dog in the yard!" "Do I need to tell you? There's still a small open space outside, we can just walk around it, and then your mom will raise a dog! To guard the house, tsk tsk tsk, just thinking about it is wonderful! Hey? Son, what kind of dog do you think we should get?" his mother Zhou Min asked.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo thought for a moment and casually replied, "Border Collie, Border Collies are smart!"

"What kind of dog is a Border Collie? What does it look like?" Zhou Min, Zhou's mother, asked.

Lin Mo: "It's the one with the black and white stripes!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Min, the mother, suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, it's the one your third aunt's family brought back by your eldest brother's son, right!"

"No, no, that's a Siberian Husky, please don't buy it, it'll drive you crazy!" Lin Mo quickly stopped him.

Border Collies and Huskies? How can they be the same thing? One is a top student, the other is mentally challenged. If he were to raise a Husky, he'd be afraid his mother would die of anger!

In the end, Liu Ruyan took out her phone and searched for Border Collies to show her to her mother.

"This is a Border Collie, right? It's very smart?" Mom Zhou Min asked.

Just then, Miss Yuan returned and heard this. She couldn't help but laugh and say, "Smart, of course smart. Some Border Collies are smart enough to go to school. Even Mo Zai might not have been as smart as a Border Collie when he was little. After all, it's a sheepdog!"

Hearing this, Zhou Min, the mother, was taken aback. She looked at her son, then at the picture of the Border Collie on her phone, thought for a moment, and then said, "Then I'll have to buy two more sheep for it to herd! Oh well, as long as it's smarter than my son, that's fine!"

Lin Mo:

That really hurt; he felt like he'd been shot in the knee.

After resting at home for a while, Lin Mo and his son were sent to the kitchen to cook, while their mother, Zhou Min, led everyone in chatting and laughing in the living room.

After all, her son had already graduated from university and even brought his diploma back. Now he was bringing his girlfriend back, and he could also make money. Zhou Min felt that she had nothing more to ask for.

After all, my son is easy to take care of. He found a girlfriend on his own without any prompting, and she's such an outstanding one.

She's made a fortune, and now she's just waiting to hold her grandson; she doesn't need to think about anything else.

But she's not in a hurry or pushing. When to get married and when to have children is up to the two of them. If they need her help, she'll go and help take care of the children; if they don't need her help, she'll just stay home and enjoy her life.

The main reason for this idea is that Lin Mo is relatively young. If it were Liu Ruyan's age, she would have started urging her long ago.

Soon, the father and son finished cooking, and everyone started their daily World Cup session again, with a projector in the living room as well.

While eating and drinking ice-cold beer, everyone watched the World Cup with great interest, even though there was no barbecue today.

The World Cup, aside from the strange atmosphere at the stadium, is only truly enjoyable and exciting when watched live or via televised broadcasts in a large group.

In other words, the time difference is quite large for people in China during this World Cup. Most of them have to wait until late at night to watch the live broadcast, which means they can only watch the recorded version. Otherwise, watching the live broadcast would be the best experience.

In the evening, after watching a game, everyone reluctantly tidied up the table and went upstairs to rest. When Lao Wan came over, he still had a room to stay in, so they arranged one for him. Everyone had drunk a little and was a bit tipsy, so after they went back, the rooms quickly became quiet and the lights were turned off.

Today, Liu Ruyan did not launch any surprise attacks, after all, even a person made of iron cannot withstand such high-intensity combat!

While everyone else was asleep, only Chuanmei was awake. He was figuring out how to give everyone a huge surprise and let them know that he, Li Shiya, was not just a name without substance.

(End of this chapter)