âThen....you should properly go gather some moral character.â Su Luo yielded her position, setting aside the best position in the middle for Beichen Ying.
The second time drawing a prize, Beichen Ying was clearly even more nervous than the first time.
Because the first time, the ignorant know no fear. Now, with the pressure of the first timeâs âthank you for your patronageâ, Beichen Yingâs expression was clearly heavier the second time.
âGo, go, go!â Zi Yan waved a fist at him.
âEn!â Having Zi Yanâs encouragement, Beichen YIng seriously nodded, his confidence having been restored a bit.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Beichen Ying closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, then heavily pressed down on that confirm button.
âHonk, honk, honkâââ
A familiar sound came from the prize-drawing machine, it gave people a nervous and urgent feeling.
âDraw at will, only for an exceeding unlucky fool, otherwise, you canât possible draw number 99.â Zi Yan said loudly to Beichen Ying. At the same time, she encouragingly patted his shoulder.
âEn! My luck canât be that bad!â Beichen Yingâs gaze focused on the screen. When number 99 flashed by, he suddenly pushed that button!
Look, look, see how low Beichen Ying, this foolâs, requirement was. He only wanted to avoid the number 99, any other number that was given to him would be good enough.
âWhat...number?â This time, Beichen Ying didnât close his eyes. He only turned his face away, not daring to look. He only looked at Zi Yanâs expression from the corner of his eyes.
âPfft!â Seeing the enlarged number that jumped out on the screen, Zi Yan couldnât hold back and directly puffed out her laugher!
âDang!â After Su Luo saw the number of the screen, she felt very much surprised.
âIn the end, what number ah...â A very bad feeling suddenly rose in Beichen Yingâs heart. His gaze quickly shot to the screen.
F*ck! How was it still the number 99! Why was it still âthank you for your patronageâ! Why was it like this! Were the heavens playing him?
Beichen Ying used both hands to hold his head. Depressed, he wanted to knock against a wall. He didnât even know when his luck had degenerated to this stage.
Su Luo comforted him in a deadpan manner: âItâs nothing, nothing. This is whatâs called bad things canât happen three times. How about it, letâs draw again?â In any case, she still had a lot of white stones in her space. Just let Beichen Ying waste it several times to give him more confidence.
âBeichen ah, just now, I said only for the exceedingly unlucky fool, I wasnât being sincere. How could I have imagined your luck would be so bad ah...â Although Zi Yanâs words were trying to comfort, but it turned into another sharp sword, ruthlessly jabbing again in Beichen Yingâs hurt.
Zi Yan, this girl, was clearly rejoicing in his misfortune!
âThis time, you go!â Beichen Ying humphed twice, pushed Zi Yan to the side of the prize-drawing machine and said to Su Luo, âDo you still have some white stones? If you donât have it, I will call for it first as a debt!â
âWhy ask you to be in debt. Luo Luo naturally will give me a chance to draw, right Luo Luo?â Zi Yan didnât want to be in emotional debt to Beichen Ying.
âThe two of you guys ah, really are a quarrelsome loving couple.â Su Luo, resigned, selected one hundred white stones from her space and tossed it into the machine.
âWho is a quarrelsome loving couple with her? Did you make a mistake?â Beichen Ying exaggeratedly made a fuss.
âHumph!â Zi Yan turned her face away in anger, âI will definitely beat you! I wonât draw âthank you for your patronageâ! Only your kind of idiot would draw âthank you for your patronageâ everyday!â Zi Yan made a fist to encourage herself.
âThen wait and see!â Beichen Ying also wasnât convinced. He felt that the probability of drawing âthank you for your patronageâ was very high. Donât know if it was deliberately set by the white-bearded old grandpa.