On the ceiling, fluorescent lamps emitted bright light, illuminating the entire classroom as bright as day.
Outside the window, the night sky is far away, and the moonlight penetrates through the glass and into the classroom, adding some moonlight romance to this closed space.
'Master's...mission?'
With this thought, Zibai Yuxia's heart jumped out. She was immediately shy and her legs couldn't help but tightened: 'How could I think like this?'
She couldn't help but spit on herself.
Soon, she shifted the conflict and pointed it at the twins, "It's all Chen Siyu's fault!"
Bai Yuxia clearly knew that she shouldn't be distracted at this time, but that unrestricted image still lingered.
It was really because of the scene where Xin Youling and Jiang Ning went out together just now, and their attitude when they came back later, it was difficult for her not to be suspicious. What happened in it?
No matter what other students in the class guessed, Zhang Chi stepped onto the podium with confidence. He was on top of the podium, and dozens of students below were watching him.
Zhang Chi first made a speech: "I want to thank someone."
Xin Youling's heart said: 'Enough is enough!'
"I want to thank the squad leader. She is Xin Youling. She chose me, Zhang Chi, against all the odds. I will remember this kindness." Zhang Chi spoke.
Shan Qingrong: "Ahem, you can go to the comprehensive classroom in Building 4 to get tickets now."
Zhang Chi stopped his speech at this point and stepped down from the podium like an emperor.
At the same time, figures emerged from various classes on campus, Wei Xiuyuan from Class 1, Fang Qiuyue from Class 2, Chen Shuaishuai from Class 3, Shen Xu from Class 9, Xu Yan from Class 11...
As for Wu Yunzhi and Shang Wanqing, who are in the first grade of high school, and Tao Nian, Chai Yichen and Yan Chuchen, who are in the third grade of high school, each represents the destiny of their respective classes.
The student representatives drew seats in the comprehensive classroom, while the students who stayed in the class waited uneasily. Even with the supervision of the class teacher, they still could not stop the restlessness of the students.
Lottery is a very exciting thing. Gambling is a deep-rooted human nature. This unknown fate makes the students excited like a ignited flame.
"Xiao Guizi, why are you shaking?" Cui Yu said tremblingly.
Meng Gui: "Are you shaking?"
"Aren't you excited?" Cui Yu asked.
Meng Gui has the demeanor of a master, "I'm lucky if I get it, but I'm lucky if I lose it."
Cui Yu praised: "That's well said. If the table hadn't been shaking so badly, I would have believed you."
Few people can pretend to be normal about something like this, except for those who disdain invitations.
It's a pity that there are very few students on campus who don't care.
Students usually pay a lot of attention to the announcement of rankings in exams, let alone an invitation letter that exceeds students' imagination.
With this kind of trembling, I waited for eight torturous minutes before Zhang Chi's figure appeared at the door of the classroom.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were staring at him, which was extremely frightening.
Zhang Chi was so frightened that he took a step back.
"It's started, it's started!" Duan Shigang was gearing up, preparing to perform a show of good luck.
Zhang Chi put the lottery box on the podium. There was a sealing note on it that the school had just put on it.
Shan Qingrong introduced: Everyone will draw a lottery later and touch a small envelope. If it has a black note on it, it means you have won. If it has a white note, it means you have not won."
Seeing everyone's expectant expressions, he said, "Don't put too much hope in it, because normally, there are only one or two places in a class."
Zhang Chi was extremely confident: "There will definitely be more than one or two faces. I believe in my luck, at least 5!"
Shan Qingrong said: "Originally, the order of the draw was based on performance, but Zhang Chi took the initiative to take the box, so he was the first to draw. Is everyone okay with that?"
Of course I have no objection. This is similar to grabbing a red envelope. It does not mean that the person who grabs it first will have a larger red envelope.
Shan Qingrong tore open the plastic seal and opened the lid.
Zhang Chi took a step forward, and he could only feel his heart beating loudly in his chest. It was a very strong sense of depression, as if it was about to break through the constraints of his chest.
He just felt like every cell in his body was bungee jumping with excitement.
Finally, he stretched out his hand, which was sweating.
The whole class of students stared at him.
Zhang Chi also looked at the whole class and saw Jiang Ning.
I sneered in my heart: 'So what if you support so many people? I am the son of luck!'
Zhang Chi looked at the lottery box again, as if looking at an ancient altar, and said silently:
'Heaven and earth serve as evidence, and the stars serve as guidance. I exchange Yan Tianpeng's life for a glimmer of heavenly secret!'
'This animal has a despicable character. Although it is a human being, it is as despicable as an animal. Now, I offer it up, hoping to receive the blessings of heaven and earth and help me have luck like a rainbow!'
As the last word fell, Zhang Chi took a deep breath, and the ancient ceremony ended.
He reached out and pulled out an envelope from the box.
Then, without stopping, he turned around and left.
…
"Xue Yuantong!" Shan Qingrong shouted.
Xue Yuantong jumped up to the podium, "I took Jiang Ning's away."
In this way, the lottery continues, and every student, with endless expectations, is looking forward to the winner.
"Fuck, missed!" Song Sheng saw the white paper of the envelope and threw it on the desk angrily.
"I didn't win." Jiang Yanan was sad. He usually played scratch games, but it felt uncomfortable if he didn't win, let alone an invitation from Evergreen Liquid.
"Wenwen, Qing'e, where are you?" she asked.
Shen Qing'e hadn't opened it yet. She remembered the last time she saw Jiang Ning's dark, gold-plated invitation at her sister's house. She squeezed the envelope tightly, and her heart began to throb.
She forcibly restrained this physiological reaction and gritted her teeth to tear open the envelope.
A blank piece of paper appeared, like a slap in the face.
Shen Qing'e's mood inevitably became depressed.
When most of the students faced failure, a scream resounded in the classroom. Tang Jing said: "Ah! Yuzhu, you won!"
Tang Jing shouted with great excitement.
In that room, students from all directions were watching. They saw Huang Yuzhu holding a black paper, and there was a golden number on the lower right corner of the paper.
Meng Ziyun's eyes shone brightly and she stared at the black paper without blinking: "You are so lucky."
"Damn it, you can really hit it!" Hu Jun was extremely envious.
Duan Shigang next to him was even more jealous because he missed.
Wang Longlong: "I didn't hit it either."
Ma Shicheng: "Shake your head, missed."
Huang Yuzhu looked at Tang Jing, so excited that he didn't know what to say. Tang Jing got his envelope for him, and he simply didn't know how to thank Tang Jing.
If he wasn't in the classroom, Huang Yuzhu would have wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Tang Jing.
"Tang Jing, you helped me get it." Huang Yuzhu said proactively, "So I..."
In the face of huge interests, Tang Jing felt pain in her heart. Why not her?
She wanted to get Huang Yuzhu's envelope back, but she still held back. When she got Huang Yuzhu's marathon quota, she didn't have it exclusively. Now the whole class knows the envelope that Huang Yuzhu opened.
If she were to come back, how should the whole class view her?
Seeing Huang Yuzhu losing his composure, Tang Jing secretly made up his mind: 'I still don't believe I can't take you down!'
She smiled sweetly and said: 'Yuzhu, you were the one who got it?'
Huang Yuzhu had mixed feelings. Tang Jing was too kind to him and could not repay him!
He opened his mouth but made no promise. He made a hundred determination in his heart that he would make Tang Jing strong in the future!
Not afraid of the cold, not afraid of the cold wind!
to repay her kindness.
"Hit." Another voice sounded next to him.
The students' eyes followed and they saw Guo Kunnan holding a piece of black paper, with a smile on his face.
"Brother Nan is awesome!" Shan Kaiquan cheered.
"Awesome, awesome!" Hu Jun clapped his hands.
In the middle of the classroom, a sound also erupted:
"Hey, I got hit too." Dong Qingfeng also held a piece of jammed paper between his fingers.
Xin Youling's heart was in full bloom, and her oval-cheeked smile was so beautiful: "Three votes. Normally, there are only 1.5 votes in a normal class."
'I made the right bet.' Xin Youling rejoiced, 'Zhang Chi lived up to her belief. He is indeed a man possessed by great luck.'
Her willingness to repay Jiang Ning's favor has become even higher, and she is more willing to cooperate.
Scenes of disappointment or excitement were staged in the classroom.
Duan Shigang looked at Zhang Chi: "Why don't you dismantle it? Dismantle it!"
Zhang Chi's envelope was placed on the desk. His heart beat rapidly for several minutes, and he said, "You can open it."
Duan Shigang said happily: "You have made such a big contribution to our class. It would be funny if you didn't win."
Zhang Chi disdainfully said: "It's impossible. There is some divine will somewhere that tells me that I will win this time. The feeling I have now is exactly the same as the day I drew the iPhone 6 Plus."
He no longer hesitated, and with one move he tore open the envelope and took out the paper hidden inside.
That's a blank piece of paper.
Duan Shigang regained his balance. He pointed at Zhang Chi and laughed fiercely: "Hahaha."
I couldn't stop laughing at all.
Zhang Chi's mood was like falling into an ice cave from being heated by an electric blanket.
His face changed from pale to livid, flashing alternately, and finally settled into livid.
Duan Shigang laughed for a while and realized keenly: "Hey, why are there names on your paper?"
Zhang Chi looked down and found Principal Yu's name written on it.
Duan Shigang: "It's still a blank piece of paper, no difference!"
At this moment, another sensation broke out in the southwest corner of the classroom, and Jiang Ning won the spot.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there are so many people, Zhang Chi, you are not very lucky! But when it's your turn, it's like a duck hatching a chick - working in vain!" Duan Shigang was not only not sad, but a little happy.
"enough!"
Zhang Chi received double stimulation. He grabbed the white paper, pulled it wildly with both hands, and in an instant, tore the white paper into pieces.
'Grass mud horse! Grass mud horse!'
Tear, tear, tear, tear! I will tear!
Zhang Chi tore the paper into pieces!
Not feeling relieved enough, he grabbed the crumbs, walked to the corridor outside, and threw them up.
Tiny shreds of paper drifted in the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Chi's depressed mood was relieved a lot.
He calmly entered the classroom again.
…
Southwest corner of the classroom.
Jiang Ning held the black paper between her arms. Bai Yuxia in the front row and Chen Siyu and Geng Lu in the back row all came closer to watch.
Even Chai Wei, who always prided himself on being a chess player, twitched the corners of his eyes.
'Why should he have all the good luck?'
'I'm not convinced!'
"Give me the big bonus!" Chai Wei struggled to tear open the envelope.
His heart was beating rapidly and he glanced aside, not daring to look.
Guo Kunnan shouted from the air: "Awei, stop hiding, Bai Bai."
Chai Wei was physically hurt by his words.
"Guo Kunnan, right?" He wrote down a person again in his enemy book.
Wait until all students have taken their places.
The final winners were announced: "Huang Yuzhu, Guo Kunnan, Dong Qingfeng, Jiang Ning, Yang Sheng, Meng Ziyun."
A full six people.
Shan Qingrong announced: "Our class is not very lucky. There are actually six of them. I was chatting with the head teacher of Class 10 just now, and there is no one in their class."
"Congratulations to these six students."
Applause resounded throughout the classroom.
Although Xin Youling didn't win, she was still happy. It was precisely because of her decision that her quota was greatly improved.
She sighed: "It would be great if Zhang Chi got hit."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Zhang Chi.
Guo Kunnan: "Chizi, thank you."
Dong Qingfeng: "Zhang Chi, I sincerely thank you."
Meng Ziyun showed a charming smile: "Zhang Chi, you are so awesome!"
Jiang Ning concluded: "At first, the squad leader said that you were lucky and urged you to draw the lottery. I didn't believe it at first and reluctantly gave it to you. But now I see that you are really good. If it were me, I would definitely not be as lucky as you. "
His tone was sincere and came from the heart.
If there was no cheating and it was purely a matter of luck, no one in the entire school would be able to compare to Zhang Chi.
Xin Youling’s satisfaction level is +10.
It's so comfortable to work with him, and he knows how to take the initiative to highlight his achievements.
Zhang Chi wanted to vomit blood.
He forced an ugly smile and wanted to speak, but he felt sad and did not say anything.
"It's so tragic." Someone whispered.
Shan Qingrong originally wanted to say a few words of encouragement and comfort Zhang Chi, but suddenly a message popped up among the teachers: Principal Yu @all faculty and staff.
After Shan Qingrong finished reading, he gave up hope and lectured in class:
"The principal just said that he wrote his name on a white lottery ticket. If any student is lucky enough to draw this white paper, he will not only get an invitation letter, but also enjoy free [Everlasting Eyes] for life."
Speaking of this, Shan Qingrong couldn't help but envy, it's free for life!
Even if you don't use it, selling it every month is equivalent to a large fixed income.
This is a benefit promised by Mr. Shao because he cares about his alma mater.
As these words fell, the whole classroom caused a sensation.
Many students were shocked: "Oh shit!"
Dong Qingfeng: “I instantly felt that my invitation letter was being outdone!”
Jiang Yanan: "Who is the lucky one?"
Duan Shigang was stunned.
He slowly looked at Zhang Chi. He remembered clearly that the white paper Zhang Chi drew was the white paper with Principal Yu's signature.
Zhang Chi's mouth opened wide and his chin almost fell on the desk: "Ah?"
Shan Qingrong saw Zhang Chi's exaggerated expression and asked, "Zhang Chi, did you win?"
Duan Shigang: "This matter is a bit complicated. I would like to ask for him, if I don't have a lottery ticket, can I still redeem the prize?"
