Night self-study.

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."
To be continued...