Ye Chengqi thought that 365 days a year, it was 365 birthdays, and there were only 29 people present. It should be 29/365, so it was about 0.079%, less than 8% of them. It can be said that the probability is very low. Song Baojun dared to use it for gambling, and his mind was simply problematic.

Yi Congning thought about this period and thought that Song Baojun saw that it was Mr. Ye who stood up and wanted to lose intentionally, so he could use the donkey to give the two sides a face. He smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, let's have fun with Mr. Song so that he won't be dissatisfied."

Ye Chengqi was about to speak out, but Liu Peilong suddenly said, "Mr. Ye, don't bet with him."

Ye Chengqi just thought this person was really weird. Isn’t I standing up for you? Why are you talking about it? He gently pushed him aside and smiled and said, “Xiao Song, let’s bet, how do you think you can gamble well?”

"Well, everyone present sent a piece of white paper and wrote down their birthdays on their Gregorian calendar separately, so that others would not see them. After that, everyone would compare them together, and the results would be clear."

Ye Chengqi said: "Okay, just do it like this. No one is allowed to lose money."

"Mr. Ye..."

Liu Peilong still wanted to speak, but Yi Congning pulled him away and said, "Young Master Liu, don't cause trouble."

The waiter sent paper and pen to everyone present, asking everyone to write their date of birth.

In order to show justice, Yi Congning temporarily played the referee and supervised everyone not to collude.

Liu Peilong also received a piece of paper and pen, frowned and thought for a while, wrote down a string of numbers on the paper, and signed his name.

Ye Chengqi was confident that he would win, so he asked Song Baojun to collect the paper together, and said with a smile: "Xiao Song, I admit that he is very capable of shooting archery, but after all, it's just entertainment. If you can get through it, don't be aggressive all the time."

Song Baojun thought to himself that if I lost, maybe you might be able to kill me. He smiled and said, "Yes, if Mr. Liu is willing to apologize, I will just treat it as a fun."

Ye Chengqi's face turned dark and he said, "Haha, haha!"

Song Baojun’s birthday was December 25th, Ye Chengqi was February 5th, and Yi Congning’s August 17th, which were different.

I collected the notes written by everyone along the way, and first looked at Liu Xiyue's. December 2nd seemed to be coming. Ye Chengqi and Song Baojun both quickly kept it in their hearts.

As for others, I just checked whether the date could match, and I don’t need to pay too much attention to the rest.

Seeing the two of them coming, Yuan Shuang handed the paper over. Ye Chengqi walked in front, but she handed the paper in front of Song Baojun.

Ye Chengqi thought to himself that it was a good guy, Liu Peilong's girlfriend and this kid were really not groundless.

Her birthday is March 20th, which is different from everyone.

No one’s birthday was the same next, but there were only two people who were July 5th and July 6th, only one day apart.

Finally, there was only Liu Peilong's last person left. He spread out the paper and said loudly: "My birthday is February 29th, and I think no one should be like me."

Ye Chengqi put all the papers on the table and laughed: "Xiao Song, I think you have nothing to say this time."

Sure enough, the twenty-nine dates written on the paper were not the same as those in black and white.

Everyone turned their eyes to Song Baojun to see how he explained.

Ye Chengqi was so busy that he sat in the chair without saying anything. He had a waiter pouring wine for him, and he looked like a noble man.

Yi Congning smiled on his face and said, "Mr. Song, apologize to Mr. Liu."

Liu Xiyue stopped Song Baojun and said, "I want my Ajun to apologize? Then tell him to climb the swimming pool first!"

Yi Congning smiled and said, "Miss, you can't say that. Mr. Song said in person that if he lost the previous incident, he must admit what he said."

"Who said I lost?" Song Baojun suddenly stood up and swept the whole audience coldly.

This time, Ye Chengqi couldn't help but feel a little angry. He handed the wine glass to the waiter and said, "Mr. Song, I'm willing to accept the loss. This is what you said in person."

Song Baojun walked over and picked up Liu Peilong's paper and said, "Young Master Liu, do you want to get away with it by writing your date of birth?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Liu Peilong's face did not change.

Song Baojun said: "Do you have the courage to use your ID card to verify it?"

"I... whoever brings my ID card with me all day long!"

Ye Chengqi became impatient and said, "Mr. Liu, what's the point of giving him an ID card? We are honest people, and if you want to bet, you have to convince him."

"I..." Liu Peilong began to feel a little unnatural.

Ye Chengqi said: "Liu Peilong!"

Liu Peilong gritted his teeth, took out his ID card from his wallet and threw it on the desktop, and said reluctantly: "Actually, I'll just make a joke with you..."

Ye Chengqi picked it up and looked at it, and his face changed.

Yi Congning hurriedly asked, "What?" He leaned over and took a look. The date of birth on Liu Peilong's ID card was February 5th. It was just like Ye Chengqi. It was issued by the Chazhou Municipal Public Security Bureau and it was printed clearly and clearly and irrefutable.

The onlookers couldn't help but coax them and started talking in a low voice. This was a coincidence! Was it a chance to take a chance or did he know in advance?

Liu Xiyue only thought that Song Baojun was lucky, and smiled and punched his pink fist on his shoulder.

Ye Chengqi's face was gloomy and he said, "Mr. Song, do you know the birthday of Mr. Liu and I?"

Song Baojun asked without answering a question: "Mr. Ye, are you willing to accept the loss?"

Ye Chengqi was covered in black lines and said coldly: "You'd better explain why you know that the date Liu Peilong wrote was fake."

Song Baojun said: "I'll just ask, are you willing to accept the loss?"

Ye Chengqi was usually quite graceful and generous. At this time, he was so angry that he said, "You know in advance that someone else's birthday is equivalent to cheating, and I can't admit this kind of bet."

"Are you willing to accept the loss?" Song Baojun said one more time.

Ye Chengqi jumped up, his face charred and shouted: "Okay! I admit it! I lost! Tell me the fuck why you know our birthday!"

"So you admit it. Double 200,000 is 400,000 yuan, cash, transfer or check are all done, and Mr. Ye will sing a song for everyone, don't forget." Song Baojun took out the style of a university professor, walked slowly in front of the table with his hands behind his back, and said, "The same thing on birthdays involves the issue of mathematical probability. I bet that two of the twenty-nine people present must have the same birthdays, and they can be calculated using mathematical probability."

"Mathematical Probability?" Everyone was stunned.

Ye Chengqi put his hand on the table and said coldly: "Speak on."

"There are 365 days a year, in other words, the possibility that one person has the same birthday as another is one in 365. We have twenty-nine people, then the possibility that he has the same birthday as the other twenty-eight people is 28/365. Then, the possibility that he has the same birthday as the other person is 27/365."

Ye Chengqi analyzed his words carefully and said, "Yes."

Song Baojun continued: "By the same, the probability of the same birthday among all people in the end is 29/365+28/365+27/365+26/365…1/365, and the result is about 112%. With such a high probability, what will happen if you say I bet with you?"

Ye Chengqi figured out that the same probability of the birthdays of twenty-nine people was 112% and finally nodded.

"So why did I guess Mr. Liu deliberately wrote the date of birth wrong? The birthday of February 29 only once every four years, and the probability is very small. And I knew he was messing around with his expression."

Liu Peilong looked into the distance with a slight face and pretended not to hear it.

Ye Chengqi looked at Song Baojun's pretended to be awesome expression, and felt ashamed and annoyed.

It was simply a slap in the face. If Song Baojun suddenly had a father who was the leader and then oppressed himself to admit defeat, then he would not feel so embarrassed, because it was just because the other party’s backstage toughness was caused.

If two people happen to have the same birthday, it's just luck and it's not worth making a fuss.

But this bet is a total crush on IQ, which is so embarrassing.

In the history of social development and human evolution, intelligence is the most important condition, no one. Perhaps some people dare to admit that they are disabled or weak, but absolutely no one will say that they are mentally disabled or mentally retarded, because that basically means that this person is hopeless.

This kind of bet is a contest of IQ. Ye Chengqi lost completely and was almost ashamed.

"Okay, Song Baojun, you are very awesome."

Ye Shao suppressed his anger and called his followers, took out the check book and wrote 400,000 yuan in Chinese coins, tore it off and threw it in front of him, completely forgot to dress up in a casual and elegant manner in Liu Xiyue.

Liu Peilong snatched up and said, "Mr. Ye, I'll give this money."

"Shut up." Ye Chengqi took a deep breath and said coldly.

Song Baojun picked up the check with a smile, dusted the dust on it indifferently, and said, "I would like to sing a song for everyone to entertain you."

Yi Congning said: "Mr. Ye, this..."

"Go and bring the microphone." Song Baojun was extremely proud of the commander.

The waiter looked at Mr. Ye in embarrassment, and saw Mr. Ye nodding slightly with a dark face.

"Mr. Ye is willing to accept the loss, I admire him very much." Song Baojun took the lead in applauding, and Liu Xiyue accompanied him to clap his hands vigorously, and his hands were red.

Ye Chengqi took the microphone and said with a stingy forehead: "Okay, what song do you want me to sing?"

Song Baojun said: "Since I have experienced so many things, I think Mr. Ye can sing a song "Why is Flowers so Red" for us. At least you know why flowers are so Red. Or you don't know, I can tell you why flowers are so Red."

Ye Chengqi was almost angry when he heard this, but he could not be regarded as farts and had to sing before everyone looked at him. The sound was not very good, at least he did not go out of tune.
Chapter completed!