"What's going on? Did Zhang Bin not win his bet?"
Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, Betty, all the villagers of Sanchahe Village, and nearly every viewer in China worriedly wondered the same thing. They had certainly been hoping for Zhang Bin to get off to a good start. They didn't want to see him lose, and they certainly didn't want to see him licking Changdao Sheng's shoes.
Zhang Bin's expression turned serious. He had truly given it his all, wracking his brain to make the calculation, but his estimate was still wrong. He had failed to win the bet. Only then did he realize that despite practicing his Gambling Skills for a month in the Virtual World, he was still far from mastering them; he hadn't reached the Grandmaster Realm. He had become a Grandmaster in calligraphy, painting, and music because he had practiced for over three months in the Virtual World, and he also had a natural talent for those arts.
