Chapter 44: Not old, but has a good tone

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 44: Not old, but has a good tone

Xie Mingchao did not move as he said, his eyes drooping lazily.

Shen Qing lifted the brim of his hat, opened the iodophor cotton swab, applied it to the wound, then took out the band-aid and applied it carefully, with the tail just stopping in front of the tear mole at the end of the eye.

It didn't block his most beautiful features.

As long as he raised his eyes a little, he could see her slightly stretched jaw.

The sun, which had been blocked for a long time, finally emerged from behind the clouds, and a little bit of light shone through. It fell through the tile cracks between the eaves and reflected on the tip of her small nose, glowing with a faint orange color.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her amber pupils shone with water, and her expression was focused on the movements of her hands.

Xie Mingchao was slightly absent-minded, but after a moment, Shen Qing clapped her hands with satisfaction, "Okay, cute!"

"cute?"

His thoughts were dazed for a moment and then he came to his senses. When he noticed her gloating expression, he turned sideways and looked at the glass wall.

One band-aid was not enough to cover all his wounds, so she applied two criss-crossed ones, the colors and patterns of Doraemon were very dazzling.

Xie Mingchao frowned in disgust, but seeing her staring intently at his forehead, he suppressed the thought of tearing it off and lowered the brim of his hat.

He still remembered the purpose of calling her just now, and he averted his eyes in a covert manner, "Don't go in."

Shen Qing stubbornly wanted to enter, "I'm not afraid of bad luck, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm living a good life now and don't need this extra wealth," Xie Mingchao dragged her down, "If you don't want to be more unlucky, go back."

The owner of the lottery shop came out with a red poster and posted it in bold yellow fonts: The maximum prize for this period is 400,000!

Shen Qing's eyes were bright: "Thank you Mingchao, I promise this will be the last time."

His voice had deepened, "Shen Qing."

"How about this, if we really win, we split the money in half?" She actually didn't care about the money, but she knew his intention, so she deliberately changed the subject in a relaxed tone, "If the first half doesn't come out, will you scratch the last half? Even if we are unlucky, it will only be half of us."

Xie Mingchao looked at her quietly, but the emotions in his clear eyes were not clear.

Shen Qing softened her voice and used the coquettish voice she usually used with Li Qinglu and Gong Xiaoxiao: "What a good roommate, please come in."

She subconsciously wanted to shut up after finishing speaking.

Damn it, he will say that he is a clip again soon!

His throat tightened inexplicably when he heard it, and his eyes trembled slightly, "Okay, you promise to do it for the last time."

"How many should I buy?"

The boss asked lazily while holding a cigarette in his mouth, filled with smoke.

Shen Qing solemnly took out a ten-dollar note and said, "One."

He sneered disdainfully and looked the two of them back and forth, "You are still a high school student, right? Do you expect to get rich with a lottery ticket? So what if you win? You don't want to use the money to elope, right? As someone who has been there, Uncle Ting Just a word of advice, there will be no good results at your age."

"Is it over?" Shen Qing just wanted to slap him and interrupted impatiently, "As high school students, we have only one ideal, and that is to build a beautiful motherland."

"You don't have to worry about us, the future flowers of our motherland," she raised her lips and smiled politely, "Hurry up and give me a lottery ticket. Thank you."

The boss blew out a puff of smoke at her, causing Shen Qing to choke and cough repeatedly.

"You're not old, but your tone is not young."

Xie Mingchao said coldly: "Don't you have some basic hospitality attitude when doing business?"

He glanced at the reporting phone number posted on the wall and said, "I can invite someone from the Supervision Bureau to come for tea."

The boss immediately lowered his crossed legs, put out the cigarette butt, and chuckled: "I'm so sorry, I just had a brain attack, so I will print it for you."

Shen Qing took the fresh lottery ticket and began to scratch the coating on it without hesitation.

"Hey, I won fifty yuan and got my money back." She checked the numbers and her eyebrows widened with joy, "I'll leave the rest to you."

Xie Mingchao didn't have much expectations for the prize money. Shen Qing's winning was expected, so he casually scratched off the last layer.

"No."

"Hey, wait, there is still one number that has not been scratched out." Seeing that he was about to throw it away, Shen Qing quickly held his hand and pointed to one of the numbers, "Here, here."

She was focused on the numbers, but Xie Mingchao was so hot that he unconsciously retracted his hand.

The lottery ticket flew to the ground lightly. Shen Qing didn't notice anything unusual about him and bent down to pick it up.

"Since you are nervous, let me finish shaving."

The last number was completely revealed, and her eyes widened in shock.

"Hit...hit!"

The boss stood up in disbelief, jumped over the counter, and stumbled over.

Xie Mingchao stood in front of her, "There are cameras here, please be careful."

"Who the hell wants to grab it?" The boss was still trying to poke his head behind him, "I just want to see if I really won the big prize that was updated half an hour ago."

Shen Qing thought she was dazzled, so she tugged at the hem of Xie Mingchao's clothes and said, "Xie Mingchao, come here and take a look."

"The grand prize number is 40, right?" She pointed to the last column, then moved to the fourth number in the same row, "Is this also 40?"

He nodded slightly and said, "Well, it's 40."

When Shen Qing got his affirmative answer, she ran around in circles excitedly: "I won the big prize!"

Xie Mingchao's eyebrows slightly arched, "Congratulations."

The boss took the lottery ticket and opened his mouth in shock, "Fuck, it's true!"

He forgot for a moment that there was a gap between the table and the wall, and turned back again, "I have to contact the boss quickly and send someone to pay."

"Boss, can you please not reveal any of our information?"

Shen Qing doesn't want to be famous for winning the lottery, as she is afraid of causing pink eye.

The boss pretended to be embarrassed and knocked on the table, "Well..."

Shen Qing made a generous offer: "A Huazi."

He smiled happily and took it out from the table again, ready to shake hands with Shen Qing, "It's easy to talk!"

Xie Mingchao's cold glance made the boss take back his hand angrily, and changed his words with a smile: "I was blind before, but you two are really young and promising!"

Shen Qing carefully put the lottery ticket back into her coin bag, picked up a pen and wrote down a series of phone numbers on the paper, "Remember to contact me after the process is completed."

"Okay boss," he rubbed his hands flatteringly, "what should I call you?"

"Surname Shen."

"Okay, Boss Shen, I will contact you as soon as possible!"

He personally escorted the two of them out of the door, bending straighter than a set ruler.

"Xie Mingchao, you were the one who got hit this time," Shen Qing faced Xie Mingchao and walked backwards. The breeze picked up and dazzled the smile in her eyes, "So your good luck has also come."

He held his hat in one hand, walked slowly behind him, and responded softly: "Yeah."

About the time they met, he, who had never been favored by good luck, began to have hope for a new life.
Chapter completed!