Chapter 687 The Wealthy Tycoon (1)
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The next afternoon, the finals, the rules were the same as the first knockout round, except that the three games became five games.
Of the seventy-five teams, twenty-four teams entered the finals. The teams that can reach the finals are not weak.
Shi Yao always felt that in the knockout rounds, she died 80% of the time, which was extremely miserable. Unexpectedly, in the finals, she set a new record, which basically equaled 99% of the time. In four of the five games, she scored the first kill in the game with her freestyle tricks.
Compared with the knockout rounds, where they won easily with a far leading score, Mr. Numbers in the finals, Juice and Master still encountered some difficulties in the three-on-four situation throughout the five games. However, Mr. Numbers was really stable. In the last game, when he was behind in total points and only he survived, in the final round, he destroyed two full teams with one person, successfully won the chicken, and even surpassed the first place in total points. won the championship.
As a member of [Team 21], Shi Yao was watching the whole game, but she was still moved and passionate by the last game.
After the game, Shi Yao couldn't wait to join the [Sao Youlang] group.
[Yao Xi loves ice cream] x-on:[111111]: "Master, you were so handsome in that game just now!!!!"
Maybe it was because they had just finished playing the game and everyone was a little tired, so no one paid attention to her.
Although Shi Yao didn't contribute much, after five games, it was dark outside the window. She hadn't eaten dinner yet, so she rubbed her stomach that had been growling for a long time and ran to the cafeteria to eat.
After returning to the dormitory, Shi Yao picked up her phone and took a look at WeChat.
[Saucy and Lang] In the group, except for Juice and the master who flattered Mr. Numbers a few times, there was no other news.
Shi Yao didn't bubble up in the group because she saw Mr. Number's private message reminder to her.
【111111】: "You used my information to register. The bonus has been sent, but it will take a few days for the mobile phone to arrive. I will give you the bonus first."
Perhaps it was because Shi Yao ignored him for so long. About ten minutes ago, he sent another message: "Is it possible to transfer money via WeChat?"
Is this the rhythm of sharing money? But...she didn't exert any strength...
Because of embarrassment, Shi Yao blushed while typing: "Well, how about forgetting it? Not only did I have no effect, but I also hindered you and hurt you in the finals, three against four, it was very hard... …”
Her message was successfully sent one second, and a string of transfer records appeared on the screen the next.
【111111】Transfer "50000" yuan.
【111111】Transfer "50000" yuan.
【111111】Transfer "20000" yuan.
【111111】Transfer "5000" yuan.
As originally promised, the total is 125,000 yuan.
【111111】: "Without you, Team 21 would not have been successfully established, and the three of us would not have been able to play the game, so the money should be divided how it should be divided."
The rules had been set before the competition. Now Mr. Numbers repeated these words again. Shi Yao felt that if she refused again, it would be too pretentious, so she accepted the money generously one after another. Then when she saw that her WeChat balance changed from 106.12 to 125106.12, Shi Yao suddenly felt a little swollen and felt that she had suddenly become a rich and wealthy person.