On the 25th of the first lunar month, Zhao Ran, who had summed up a lot of experience in the forbidden arts, found a lottery sales point closest to Baoyue Villa, and wanted to try whether he could influence the results of the game by buying lottery tickets, but he underestimated the spring
After the game started, due to the huge influence of the lottery, even outside the city, there was still a long queue in front of this sales point that was converted from a former rice shop.
He also underestimated his public recognition. When he reached the last place in line, he was immediately recognized by several lottery players in front of him.
"Director Zhao? Hey, it's Director Zhao!"
"Dao Zhang Zhao is also here to buy lottery tickets."
"Abbot Zhao, tell us, who do you like most?"
"Which Taoist priest?"
"Of course it's Daozhang Zhao from the competition organizing committee! Don't you know?"
"I've heard about Taoist Master Zhao of the Zongsheng Hall, the senior brother's junior brother..."
"Is it Daozhang Zhao who lost three years of his life to fight the drought and save the people..."
"Come on, come on, Daozhang Zhao, please come forward. Why are you in line behind me? In front of me..."
"Also in front of me..."
Zhao Ran declined politely: "No, no, first come, first served..." while being pushed forward by everyone to jump in the queue, and finally got into the first place. He couldn't help but feel emotional and moved in his heart. He felt that after doing things for the people, he would be supported by the people.
, and I am also moved by the simple and sincere expressions of ordinary monks and even ordinary people. When they don't know how to express their gratitude to you, they will tell you their respect and love for you in this simple way.
Zhao Ran clasped his fists behind him and was so moved that he was speechless for a moment.
At this time, the door panel of the lottery sales point opened, and the first batch of lottery tickets for the Jiajing 29th Spring Tournament officially began to be sold. The lottery players behind Zhao Ran said to him one after another: "Daozhang Zhao, don't be polite, buy it quickly."
So Zhao Ran took out a piece of silver and started clicking the buttons on the lottery weapon. His main purpose was to verify whether Luo Zhiqing could affect the outcome of Luo Zhiqing's game, so he pressed the fourth button of the Archmage Group.
He paused for a moment, but unfortunately the Taoism was not activated. He had considered the occurrence of this situation before and analyzed the reasons. This may be because there was no choice - in his heart, he hoped that Luo Zhiqing would win, and he did not
There is indecision.
At this point, Zhao Ran's verification was almost completed, so he pressed the button randomly, signed his name, and received a lottery ticket.
As soon as he finished his selection, he was immediately staggered by a strong push from behind. Behind him, the long queue had already dispersed. Dozens or hundreds of people crowded over and pushed him to the door.
He couldn't get out even if he wanted to, and he couldn't get in even if he wanted to. Just when he was in a panic, several big hands reached out at the same time, grabbed his sleeves and pulled them hard, and then he escaped from the store.
Just as he was about to thank him, he saw that those people ignored him at all and squeezed into the space he had vacated. One of them was still yelling: "Come out quickly after buying, don't occupy the latrine without shit!"
There were more people inside shouting: "Give me one of the ones that Daochang Zhao bought..."
"I've seen it all, it's a win, a loss, a draw...Brother, you pressed the wrong one, buy a new one..."
"Nonsense, the third game is obviously a win!"
"Then let's come together as a group..."
"Don't be misled by these two guys behind you. They deliberately confuse the public. I can see clearly that the last one is Sheng..."
Zhao Ran looked very unhappy. He found a corner nearby to replace the torn Taoist sect, shook his head and sighed: "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be..."
While he was sighing, a man squeezed out of the shop, looked around, saw Zhao Ran, and hurried over with a smile.
This person Zhao Ran looked familiar: "You seem to be Mo..."
The man smiled and said, "I am Mo Buping. Thank you, abbot, for remembering."
This was the one who almost knocked Zhang Tengming out during the audition stage during the winter competition last year. Later, he found Zhao Ran and Zhao Ran made the decision to allow him and Zhang Tengming to be selected for by-election. However, this person did not
After entering the final eight, he won the top prize in the first lottery with his exclusive analysis and became a man of the hour.
"You came to buy lottery tickets too? Didn't you participate again?"
"I participated, but the competition in this year's spring split was too fierce, so I still didn't make it to the top ten. I'm going to keep working hard in preparation for the summer split!"
"It's very good, very good, and his ambition is commendable..."
"Abbot Zhao, I bought a bet with you, but I think the choice of the abbot is very questionable. The simplest example is that Yan Shifan of the Huangguan Group is extremely powerful and has a great chance of winning. The possibility of being upset is too small.
, but the abbot still chose him to defeat..."
Zhao Ran said helplessly: "I bought it blindly. I bought one to verify...well, whether there are any problems with the lottery sales mechanism..."
Mo Buping was stunned: "Isn't there some inside information?"
Zhao Ran pointed to the sky and swore: "Where is the inside information? If there is, I will be struck by thunder..."
"……really?"
"I even swore an oath..."
"ah……"
"If you still don't believe it, just hold it and see what the result is tomorrow. And I tell you clearly that even if I win this bet, I will not redeem it..."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Buping ran away, turned around and returned to the sales point, hopping in and squeezing in: "Fellow Daoist Gu, give me another bet, Yan Shifan wins..."
Zhao Ran shook his head and turned to leave, thinking to himself that he had ignored it before. It seems that a rule needs to be added. Players who have entered the top ten competitions and key personnel of the competition organizing committee are not allowed to buy lottery tickets.
Leaving this street and walking back, he hesitated for a moment halfway, which indicated that it was another opportunity to practice the optimal method, so Zhao Ran started the Taoist technique, and the two options of "turn left" and "turn right" popped into his mind.
, after some "dotting some beans", he chose to go right and did not return to Baoyue Villa. Instead, he turned around and went to Zijinshan Xiangluxuan to discuss with Li Dayin about adding a restrictive rule on lottery purchases.
After he left, there was still a sea of people in front of the sales point. Old Man Gu, who squeezed out, straightened his wrinkled clothes and handed a lottery ticket to Mo Buping: "Why did you add another bet? Abbot Zhao, isn't he?
Will Yan Shifan lose? Take it, I'll sign it for you."
Mo Buping sighed: "I mustered up the courage to go up to him just now. He swears to God that he came here to buy lottery tickets today to verify whether there are any problems with the lottery sales process. It has nothing to do with winning or losing. There is no inside information at all! He also
He said, if you don’t believe it, you will see the results tomorrow, and even if he wins, he will not claim the prize..."
Old Man Gu chuckled: "Tomorrow..."
Mo Buping shook his fist and said firmly: "That's right. The results will come out tomorrow. I'm just waiting to see if there is any inside story. If not, forget it. If there is, I have to talk to him.
Said, isn’t this deceiving the majority of lottery players!”