Chapter 35 The joys and sorrows of mankind are not the same
The cultural conference finally came to a successful conclusion.
That night, Qingfeng Restaurant held a grand celebration, offering a 30% discount when entering the restaurant, and free drinks.
This wave of operations immediately ushered in the cheers of many guests.
At the same time, with the end of the literary conference, the literary list in front of the Confucian Sage Temple has been removed, and 'Xiaoqian' finally obtained the right to reprint it and posted it in Qingfeng Restaurant.
This is undoubtedly very popular for a group of fans of "Xiao Qian".
That very night, ‘Xiao Qian’ directly reached the second position on the literary list.
The first place is still "Dragon Babu".
Well, after all, it is the pioneering work of martial arts, so its status is still very stable!
Not only that, the top three in this cultural conference will also receive support from the government, and their books will be sent to other counties through the channels of Qingyun County Government, in order to gain greater exposure and opportunities.
As a result, it is not known that 'Xiaoqian' will not only be popular in Qingyun County, but may also gain a large number of 'fans' in other counties.
"Come on, come on... Let's continue with the lottery. In the last round today, who will win the prize of 'Pavilion Xiaoqian' or 'Wedding Dress Xiaoqian' depends on everyone's luck tonight!"
In the restaurant, the lottery box was taken out again.
But now that the cultural gathering is over, Su Ping'an doesn't need to hang on to everyone anymore. He stuffs all the prizes into the box at once, preparing to give everyone a big reward.
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the restaurant instantly became high.
The unlucky brother who always drew 'Yan Chixia' before was now the first to step forward without hesitation.
"I'm going to fight 'Wedding Dress Xiaoqian' to the end today, and I won't give up until I win. Come on, give me thirty draws in a row first!"
As soon as the big boss came out, there was a sound of horror all around.
"Damn it, who is this guy? He's so generous. He must have been slapped no less than forty or fifty times today!"
"Who else could it be? Xu Yuanwai, a wealthy businessman from the south of the city. His family owns a silk shop, so he can afford this little money!"
"I'll go, this is a real boss!"
Su Ping'an's eyes also lit up.
This guy is already considered the 'number one fan' of 'Xiaoqian'.
Must be arranged!
Su Pingan directly moved the carton in front of 'Xu Dahu', then let go and said generously: "Here, you draw it yourself. Whether you can win or not depends entirely on your own life!"
Whether he is a 'non-chief' or a 'European emperor', everything is under his own control.
Being treated like this by Su Ping'an, 'Xu Dahu', who originally didn't care, became inexplicably nervous and also a little excited.
For a moment, a bit of 'youthful spirit' appeared on the face of the thirty-year-old man. Then he gritted his teeth and showed a trace of determination on his face, "Fuck it, you can do it by yourself. I am the only one who can be the 'Wedding Dress Xiaoqian'"
belongs!"
As he put his hand into the cardboard box, the crowd of spectators around him became nervous.
Xu Dahu grabbed a dozen pieces of paper and opened them one by one in front of everyone.
The first one, thank you for your patronage.
The second one, thank you for your patronage...
This made Xu Dahu inexplicably feel nervous, while the others were secretly happy, thinking that this guy was really unlucky, not even having a "consolation prize" beard, so he thought that "Wedding Dress Xiaoqian" had no fate with him.
However, as soon as the idea came to fruition, the third picture was outstanding.
Second prize, a wall sticker of the bearded Yan Chixia slaying demons!
"Dry!"
Xu Dahu yelled, "Did I just have sex with Big Beard?!"
Fortunately, he still had a lot of notes and continued to draw prizes.
Third prize, Ning Caichen’s picture.
Hey... finally something is different.
Come again!
Yan Chixia's pictures...
Yan Chixia drinking wall poster...
Yan Chixia...
A series of "Yan Chixia" and "Thank you for your patronage" made Xu Dahu's eyes red.
The surrounding people couldn't bear it any longer, and there was a lot of ridicule.
"Brother, admit it, you have no chance with 'Wedding Dress Xiaoqian', so give it to us!"
"That's right, your destiny is 'Yan Chixia', recognize this reality!"
"Xu Dahu, be strong, we won't cry..."
"..."
Xu Dahu has a black line on his forehead.
There was a box of notes with all the prizes inside. The chance of winning the prize had been increased several times, but this guy was either saying 'Thank you for your patronage' or 'Yan Chixia', which made Su Ping'an's mouth twitch.
, "This guy is really bad!"
In the end, only the last one was left.
Xu Dahu's hands were trembling a little, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Before opening it, Su Ping'an couldn't help but say, "You must have drawn the lottery in the wrong way. Why don't you try it in another way?"
?”
Hearing this, everyone around was stunned.
And this operation?!
Does the lottery have anything to do with posture?!
This was originally Su Ping'an's casual joke based on some online lottery draws from his previous life, but he didn't expect Xu Dahu... to believe it!
Xu Dahu inexplicably felt that it made sense, so he immediately sat down on the ground, bowed to all around him very sincerely, and said: "Your Majesty, the Confucian Sage, please show mercy and let me win once.
I really don’t want ‘Yan Chixia’ anymore. If you let me win the ‘Wedding Dress Xiaoqian’, then I will go to the Confucian Sage Temple to pay my respects every new year and festival from now on, please, please...”
His appearance made everyone around him laugh.
Then, Xu Dahu opened the last note using a "golden hook hanging upside down" gesture.
Maybe it's because this guy has really declined to the extreme and started to bottom out, or maybe his sincerity just now impressed the Confucian sage.
In short, as soon as the note was opened, the seven words of the special prize "Wedding Dress Xiaoqian" seemed to hit everyone's eyes like a peach blossom sword.
When Xu Dahu first saw the words above, he thought he was dazzled. It wasn't until he sat down again, rubbed his eyes and checked several times that he was convinced that he had really won!
"Wow haha...I won, I really won, huh~~'Wedding Dress Xiaoqian' is mine, hahaha..."
Seeing this scene, the people around them widened their eyes.
"Oh my god, I really got hit by this guy!"
"Can the lottery posture really affect the chance of winning?!"
"No, I have to try too..."
Next, the style of lottery drawing began to develop on an unorthodox path, and there was no turning back.
The various weird lottery moves and praying behaviors are simply dazzling.
Those who smoked while kneeling; those who smoked with their backs; and those who smoked with both feet... The smell was so sour!
However, the joys and sorrows of people cannot be understood.
While celebrating grandly at Qingfeng Restaurant, Fang Zixu's side was filled with gloom and gloom, even "dark clouds".
It didn't matter if he lost the literary meeting, but now Fang Zixu had even lost his title of 'first scribe', which hit him deeply.
I couldn't help but start to doubt myself.
"Am I really not as good as that 'Susheng Xiaomeng'?!"
at the same time……
In the Wu's house on the outskirts of the city, there is an underground secret room.
Wu Jinquan was also saying the same words, "Damn it, this 'Susheng Xiaomeng' is really difficult to deal with. Now he has become a 'scribe'. I'm afraid it will be even worse if we try to seize Qingfeng Restaurant again."
It’s difficult. Mr. Yan, I wonder if you have any other ideas?!"
Mr. Yaoxiu Yan, who had not dared to show his face for many days, coughed in the secret room and said: "At this point, we can no longer drag it out. The investigation is getting stricter and stricter. The strength of Qingfeng Restaurant
It's getting stronger and stronger, and I'm afraid that if we delay it any longer, we'll be caught before we even start to dig out the stuff in the ground.
So for today’s plan, there is only one way left!”
"What is it?"
"Spread this news and let other demon cultivators get involved. By then, the demon cultivators will gather in Qingyun County, and they will not be able to take care of us in their busy schedule. And if we take advantage of the chaos, we may still have a chance.
!”
When Wu Jinquan heard this, a trace of hesitation briefly flashed across his fat face.
As a human race, colluding with demon cultivators to cause trouble in Daxuan is not a small crime.
Once caught, he may not be able to reincarnate!
But then I thought about it, if I didn't take action, I might not even be able to survive in this life.
Therefore, he focused his gaze, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and decided: "Okay, let's do it."