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Chapter 631: Decided to gamble once

Evening, rest time.

Liu Chuandao, who had been absent all afternoon, stepped into the classroom of Class 8. He stayed in the infirmary all afternoon and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

But in front of his classmates, he naturally couldn't show his weak side.

He is Chuandao Liu, a true disciple of the Five Lightning Whips.

Wang Longlong was curious: "What's wrong with you, preacher?"

Liu Chuandao shook out seven or eight banknotes: "Are you envious?"

Guo Kunnan: "Damn it, where did you get it?"

Liu Chuandao said proudly: "I got it from Director Wang."

Wang Longlong: "Is this the compensation he gave you after he beat you to tears?"

Why does Liu Chuandao feel uncomfortable?

He saw more and more students paying attention around him, and a cunning look appeared on his face.

In fact, he was practicing the Five Lightning Whips at noon. He practiced too much and injured both arms. Director Wang's steady capture made him more injured, which made him miserable.

Facing everyone, he first asked: "Who is Director Wang?"

Cui Yu: "Ruthless person."

Liu Chuandao: "Usually he is the only one who teaches others, and there is no time when he suffers, right?"

"That's true." Guo Kunnan agreed.

"You see, he usually speaks five and six languages. He just needs to be beaten. Last time, he dared to come to our class to show off his power." Liu Chuandao first caused a wave of hatred.

"Last time, I played the role of a cripple for our class 8. Since then, Director Wang has been eyeing me. I thought, I can't always be a cripple, right?"

Then Chuan Dao Liu said that he was in the infirmary and had been thinking about the excuse all afternoon: "So today, I am going to use a trick to get rid of the enemy. Do you understand the trick?"

"I deliberately staged a cruel trick and then cut him severely."

Liu Chuandao flicked the red banknote and said, "Hahaha, Director Wang, that idiot, I'm afraid he's still in pain!"

Not to mention, this excuse is sound and well-founded, and many students believe it.

Guo Kunnan: "Awesome!"

Hu Jun: "Be brave and resourceful!"

Mr. Liu bathed in everyone's praise and walked proudly to his seat surrounded by four golden flowers.

Outside the crowd, Chai Wei clicked to save the recording.

He put away his cell phone, stared at Chuandao Liu, and said sadly: 'You are finished!"



Outside the school, in an alley near the intersection.

As the talisman paper burns, a faint smoke fills the air, accompanied by the unique smell of burnt paper.

A minute later, Zhang Chi sat on the ground, staring at the pile of ashes. He sniffed hard, trying to catch the breath, but there was only the smell of plant ash.

Zhang Chi turned to look at Yan Tianpeng and Duan Shigang with pious expressions: "Do you smell the ancient atmosphere?"

The two of them didn't know what to do.

Zhang Chi stood up, circled the ashes three times to the left and three times to the right, then shook Duan Hua's hand and said:

"Everything has its fate, everything will eventually return to dust, and I, Zhang Chi, intercept the destiny from eternity!"

Duan Shigang and Yan Tianpeng were stunned, they always felt so awesome!

Duan Shigang thought for a moment, used his lack of knowledge, and boldly asked: "I heard that praying to the gods often requires sacrifices. Did you sacrifice anything?"

Yan Tianpeng also wants to know the answer.

Zhang Chi looked at the two of them and thought to himself: 'I brought you two here just to sacrifice you two!"

He remained calm on the surface, brushed off the dust on his hands, and said, "It's impossible to know, it's impossible to ask, it scares the gods."

"Okay, let's go back to school." Zhang Chi took the lead, "Watch me change my fate tonight."



The first class of evening self-study.

The preparation bell rang, and there were still ten minutes left in class, and the atmosphere in the class was a little restless.

Lottery, lottery!

Not only Class 8, but the entire school has an aura of impetuousness.

That is the invitation letter from Changqingye, just

The invitation is made of gold-plated material and will definitely fetch a very rich sum for students.

What's more, you can also visit the Evergreen Liquid headquarters and watch the Evergreen Liquid press conference with countless industry elites around the world. It is said that there are also free gifts.

Even for office workers who have worked for many years, it is still a big temptation, let alone students of No. 4 Middle School.

Many people can no longer stand reading, and just flip through the textbooks impetuously, over and over again, waiting for the news of the lottery.

In the southwest corner, Chen Siyu used a large bowl of jelly to occupy Xue Yuantong's seat.

She had a sudden thought: "Do you think the Evergreen Liquid invitation is fake?"

Bai Yuxia: "No, I heard there is a number on it."

"And the anti-piracy version of Evergreen Liquid has always been very good, including whether their products are real Evergreen Liquid. Once you open the bottle, you can feel the special medicinal fragrance."

Bai Yuxia often heard her parents talk about Evergreen Liquid, and she had touched it with her own hands.

After hearing this, Chen Siyu sighed: "It would be great if the authenticity of all products could be made like Changqing Liquid."

Chai Wei next to him was in a happy mood after mastering Chuandao Liu's braid. This meant that he could kill Chuandao Liu at any time and let him feel what despair was.

He is still the same him, the only chess player in the world.

After people become successful, they often fail to recognize themselves. Chai Wei heard the charming Chen Siyu speak.

He added to the topic: "Generally, I don't take advantage of small things and I won't buy fakes."

"Because the price of fakes is definitely cheaper than the real ones."

Chen Siyu looked at him.

Chai Wei first glanced at Jiang Ning, feeling contemptuous of him. Although Jiang Ning had better grades than him, in terms of talent, there was a Yellow River between them.

In order to convince them more, Chai Wei said: "For example, my pair of shoes are classic Nike models. The original price is 499 yuan. Over the years, the discount has never been lower than 399 yuan."

"Theoretically, it is impossible for this pair of shoes to be less than 399 yuan."

"But there are many similar models online, selling for 79 yuan or 89 yuan. How can it be true?"

"So my method is very simple. Once it is lower than 399 yuan, I will assume that it is fake and I will only buy more than 399 yuan."

Chai Wei spoke loud and clear, and his every move and gesture was full of confidence.

Chen Siyu tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked: "What if the fake product originally sold for 79 yuan was sold for 399 yuan? Wouldn't there be more people cheated?"

Chai Wei was stunned.

He didn't speak for several seconds.

The school bell rang suddenly, interrupting everyone's conversation. Chai Wei was about to continue explaining his reasons, but the head teacher, Shan Qingrong, pushed open the door and walked out.

Seeing his figure, the students in the class were all surprised, and then, a vague answer emerged in their hearts.

Shan Qingrong got straight to the point: "Do you all know about the press conference of Evergreen Liquid?"

"I know!" the shout echoed throughout the classroom.

Shan Qingrong pressed his hands and said, "We will draw the Evergreen Liquid quota today."

Seeing that it caused another sensation, Shan Qingrong continued: "Since there are not many places given by Changqingye, they are evenly distributed to each class, and there may only be one or two places, so the school decided to first send one representative from each class to catch Take the number of people in the class and go to each class to draw."

As soon as this statement came out, Yu Wen asked: "Since classes all rely on luck, is it possible that some classes have several places, and some classes have no places?"

Shan Qingrong nodded: "That's right."

He looked at the class and said, "So it's best for everyone to choose someone with better luck."

Speaking of this, Jiang Yanan said: "Jiang Ning is very lucky, let's let him smoke!"

Zhang Chi suddenly stood up and volunteered: "I'm lucky! I'll do it!"

Dong Qingfeng was eager to try, but soon he stopped.

Because he thought about the consequences. If he got several places in the class, he would certainly be praised by his classmates, but what if he didn't get them?

Wouldn’t it make the classmates in the class look down upon them?

?

After all, it’s hard to agree with everyone.

After weighing the pros and cons, many students did not come forward.

The only two candidates are Zhang Chi and Jiang Ning.

Zhang Chi looked at Jiang Ning and threatened: "No one in this class can compete with me in luck!"

Shan Qingrong looked at Jiang Ning and asked, "Are you going to represent the class?"

Geng Lu at the back table poked Jiang Ning, planning to tell him to give up and not take on such a risky thing.

Jiang Ning: "Okay, I'm going to try it."

Zhang Chi shouted: "There is still me."

Shan Qingrong looked at this situation, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's all vote by secret, Huang Zhong...oh, Xin Youling came up to read the names, and Wang Longlong drew the character [正]."

Xin Youling secretly clenched her fists, somewhat unwillingly!

Could it be that she is still just a substitute?

The secret voting began, and Zhang Chi was full of confidence because no one could question that he was the luckiest person in Class 8.

Because this lottery was very strange, Jiang Ning did not refuse, so all his classmates who were usually close to him voted for him.

People with bad relationships, such as Chai Wei and Liu Chuandao, were waiting for Jiang Ning to lose face and chose to vote for him.

The final vote was 49:1.

Zhang Chi's face was ashen, he wanted to destroy this class.

Shan Qingrong is preparing to announce the results.

Xin Youling stepped forward and said: "Teacher, wait a moment, I will talk to Jiang Ning."

"Okay." Shan Qingrong gave her this face.

Xin Youling called Jiang Ning to the east corridor outside the classroom. The girl was standing pretty. She had a graceful face, deep eyes, and a strong aura, but there was a cute silkworm lying underneath.

"Jiang Ning, from a personal point of view, I don't want you to take risks, because there is no good in this matter. If you don't get a spot, your classmates will definitely complain about you."

"From the perspective of the overall situation of the class, I think Zhang Chi has better luck. He won the Marathon and One Yuan lottery before," Xin Youling said.

She didn't say these words in vain, because she was betting that if she could convince Jiang Ning to let Zhang Chi draw several places in the lottery, this matter would definitely show her decisiveness as the squad leader.

She didn't want to gamble at first, but Shan Qingrong almost mispronounced his name today, so she was driven to take the risk.

Jiang Ning looked at her: "I can promise you, but what's in it for me?"

Xin Youling gritted his teeth: "I...I can agree to your unreasonable request once, okay?"

The girl lowered her head, her beautiful face was full of stubbornness, and her shoulders were shaking slightly, but Jiang Ning felt that kind of perseverance.

He said: "Okay."

Xin Youling raised her head, her eyes became lively, and she said solemnly: "Thank you."

Jiang Ning smiled: "Actually, the only vote Zhang Chi got was the one I asked Siyu to vote for. This secret is given to you."

When Jiang Ning returned to class again, he voluntarily gave up the opportunity.

The whole class was surprised, obviously he was the absolute winner?

Even if Zhang Chi is a fool, he understands that Xin Youling must have contributed to it.

He saw Xin Youling's smile. At this moment, Zhang Chi was elated. He finally knew who cast the vote.

"What is a veto power? This is a veto power!"

Bai Yuxia turned her head, looked at Jiang Ning, and then at Xin Youling.

For some reason, countless images flashed through her mind, and a strange, shameful thought suddenly emerged:

‘Master’s... mission?”




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