'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?"

Shan Qingrong expressed concern: "Absolutely not, what's wrong?"

Zhang Chi ejected from his seat and rushed to the balcony outside.

The night was dark, the evening wind blew across his face, and he gave himself a mouthful.
Chapter completed!