Subtitle of this chapter: What do you do if you jumped at yourself?

"Do you bet?"

When everyone present heard this question, they only had one answer in their hearts, if they didn’t gamble... that would be a fool!

If you pick it up for free, or if you pick it up for 5,000 US dollars for free, where can you find such a good thing?

Ford T-model is only 300 US dollars per car now, and you can buy more than a dozen vehicles for 5,000 US dollars. More than a dozen small cars can be arranged into S-model and B-model...

John McCall, who was a little confused, stuttered: "I, I, I..."

He was also wondering, saying that a "yes" can be safely put on the bag for $5,000. Why can't chinase open this mouth when facing this chinaman?

"Don't agree!"

At this moment, a woman's cry sounded outside the crowd. The woman was naturally Miss Helen Brown. She squeezed out the crowd with a fierce momentum, came to her suitor, and said with a stern face: "Agree...Mr. McCall, how can you take advantage of me... Well, Mr. Yuan's advantage?"

"If you agree, then you disappoint me so much, and I...I will ignore you again!"

John McCall was a little hesitant when she didn't say this. After hearing this, he looked dizzy and turned to a hint of hideousness.

Without saying a word, he pushed Miss Brown away, raised his head and shouted to Master Yuan who was high above, "I've bet!"

This guy is really "right and wrong is just because of talking too much, and worries are all because of the essence."

Yuan Yan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Then our bet is established..."

Just then, someone heard a very sharp voice shouting: "Mr. Yuan, you accepted Mr. McCall's bet, so whether you accept me?"

When everyone heard the sound, they found that the person who spoke was Professor Klein, a Jewish descent.

He rushed over with dissatisfaction and sternly in a soprano voice: "Is it two hundred and fifty votes? Mr. Yuan, I want to bet with you!"

"The bet is..." But he was a Jew after all, and he was very rational about money, so he hesitated for a moment before he said cautiously, "The bet is only $2,500."

Louis Baker stepped forward, pulled Yuan Yanshu's sleeve, and shook his head at him. Our Master Yuan smiled brightly at his friend, but when he turned around, he looked embarrassed.

In 1920, only a very small number of professional actors could do this technique of rapid change of expressions.

He tilted his head, frowned, bit his lips and thought for a long time, and finally breathed out and said, "Well, since the professor has such a good mood, the students should accompany him!"

“Wow, wow, wow…”

Everyone was in an uproar again, but this time some smart people were moved in their hearts...

Mike, with freckles on his face, was flushed with excitement, and he couldn't even see the freckles. He raised his hand high and said, "Nionho, will you accept my bet? For the same conditions, 100, well, 500 US dollars!"

This time, Yuan Yanshu's expression on his face became even more ugly, but in the end he nodded reluctantly and said, "No, isn't I? I'll take it!"

The little guy's eyes rolled and he immediately changed his words: "Neo, you heard it wrong, it's $1,000..."

With these two leaders, all of these NYU students woke up. At almost the same time, they spoke solemn campus into a noisy vegetable market.

"What is $1,000, Mr. Yuan, I bet 2,000."

"Neo, I'm 500, too."

“Damn-it, I bet 10,000!”

...

Yuan Yan suddenly looked at the chaotic scene and thought that the casino was in his heart. I dug this pit, but I didn't beg everyone to get into it, right? So it's really not my fault for this.

But this scene is too chaotic, and one has to fall into the pit one after another. How could one rush forward?

He used the boy's skills again... Well, he practiced theatre singing skills when he was a boy, and exhaled and said, "silence!"

“Woo wow wow wow wow…”

He is indeed a man who has practiced boy skills. His voice is so loud that even the crow on the roof is frightened and screamed. Everyone present is shocked and shut up obediently.

Our Master Yuan looked at the faces full of desire and greed under his feet with confidence, and thought to himself, I won’t speak first if I come to spring, which insect dares to make a sound. This feeling is really too...

“Pickup.”

Yuan Yan, who didn't know how many times he was disturbed by the broken system, sighed in his heart and said, "Do you all want to bet with me?"

Everyone said in a word: "yes!"

yes... I'm still choking to death, and you're crying!

"Okay, I'll accept it all..." He saw the person below being turbulent again, raised one hand and shouted, "Quality! Everyone should pay attention to their own qualities!"

Our Master Yuan continued with a heartache: "After all you are the elite intellectuals of my Great America. Don't make our sacred knowledge hall like a vulgar country cockfighting ground. Haven't your parents taught you to line up?"

He pointed to the classroom entrance and said, "The people who want to bet with me will come there to line up!"

As soon as Yuan Yan said this, he heard a "huh" sound. All dozens of people rushed to the gate, and even the female classmates who accompanied Helen Brown over rushed up with their skirts.

These guys should be worried that if they are in the back, they will not have the chance to eat this big pie that fell from the sky when this stupid Chinese man comes to his senses. So for a moment, they will fight for each other and create a big chaos at the door of the classroom.

The initiator of this chaos felt unhappy when he saw this situation and rebuked loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, please slow down your pace and wait for your qualities!"

Inspired by neo-yuan's righteousness, several quality Americans appeared in the team, consciously maintaining order.

"Don't go to the line, say you, go to the back."

"Lady-first, do you know what women are preferred? This position belongs to this lady! Beautiful lady, can you tell me which department you are from?"

"You just said lady-first, this position belongs to me!"
Chapter completed!