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The turntable whirled and finally stopped.

Two red rays of light swirled around Meng Zuo, and then shot into Meng Zuo's body, he felt as if there was something more on his hands, and looked down:

Glamour Coke (can make you look a little better).

Magnetic gummies (can make you a little more charming magnetic when you speak).

Meng Zuo looked at Xiao Jiu in surprise: "Is it so magical?, then why didn't my vigorous spinach and throat lozenges have a physical effect last time?"

At this time, Xiao Jiu was angry and didn't pay attention to Meng Zuo at all.

Meng Zuo didn't care, peeled off the candy wrapper, ate it in one bite, and then opened the can of small Coke in his hand and took a sip.

Belch~~~

Meng Zuo let out a long hiccup after eating, amusing Xiao Jiu again.

"No one is robbing you, why are you in a hurry!"

Meng Zuo threw away the Coke bottle and burped again: "Hiccup! I've been drinking Coke like this, this bottle is too small...... Eh, why don't I feel like my voice has changed?"

"Can you hear it yourself?" Xiao Jiu gave him a blank look.

Meng Zuo ignored it, went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror again, and observed left and right for nearly seven or eight minutes.

"I feel as handsome as before? Oh, it seems that my nose is a little straighter, and my face is better? Is it my psychological delusion?"

"Of course you can't feel it when you look at yourself, let alone a narcissistic thing like you. As soon as Xiao Jiu said this, Meng Zuo felt that the previous Xiao Jiu had returned.

Suddenly, Meng Zuo remembered another thing: "No, why can I draw two of them every time I draw a lottery?"

This question has actually bothered him for a long time, once it was a coincidence, twice it was luck, he has drawn it four times, it can't be pure luck.

Xiao Jiu was a little embarrassed: "This may be the arrangement of fate." ”

"You just don't want to talk about it. This time, Meng Zuo rolled his eyes, and looked at Xiao Jiu's stumbling appearance, and he knew what she meant.

Xiao Jiu looked at him embarrassedly and didn't say a word.

Meng Zuo dispelled the idea of getting to the bottom of it, went back to the bedroom, and pressed the turntable.

At this time, the turntable had turned into a two-color turntable, half of which was filled with crystal white light, and half of which reflected brilliant golden light.

Meng Zuo pressed it casually, knowing it.

Sure enough, the last two prizes of this prize plate: an ancient poem, and a golden attribute bonus, were all pocketed by Meng Zuo.

Meng Zuo didn't care about the ancient poems or anything at all, he asked Xiao Jiu to open the attribute panel, ready to add attributes to himself.

"Xiao Jiu, can I add this height?"

"Can't!"

"Can this age be narrowed down a bit?"

"Can't!"

"Isn't that just two attributes, intelligence and physical strength? This panel is too monotonous......" Meng Zuo complained helplessly, but he had already begun to add points to his hands.

"That's because you've unlocked these two attributes right now, and to put it simply, you're too low now. Xiao Jiu hugged his chest and said angrily.

"I'm at a low level?" Meng Zuo pointed all three points to intelligence in one go, and now it was nine points of intelligence, he pointed to the data and asked unconvinced.

"Of course it's low, who told you that the perfect score is ten?"

"Huh?" Meng Zuo was dumbfounded,

"Also, I always wanted to say just now, let you stop drawing, because the prize pool will be refreshed, refreshed like this......" Xiao Jiu snapped his fingers, the panel disappeared, and the prize pool appeared.

It was a small cuboid fish tank-like thing, suspended in the air, with a silvery liquid flowing through it.

"What is this?" Meng Zuo had never seen such a novel thing, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch it, his hand entered the cool liquid, which was very comfortable, but he couldn't touch it down, and there was nothing for a long time.

"This is an upgraded version of the prize pool. ”

"Isn't it just a different look, it doesn't matter, just wait for me to save another thousand system coins and then continue to draw, anyway, with my current influence, it's no problem to draw twice a day. Meng Zuo waved his hand indifferently.

"No, you listen to me, the prize pool has been upgraded, and the prizes inside have also been upgraded. Xiao Jiu held back a smile, "Therefore, the cost of the lottery has also become higher." ”

"High ...... How much?" Meng Zuo suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Xiao Jiu's two hands clenched into fists, and showed it to Meng Zuo.

Why do girls love to do this, and let people guess every day.

Meng Zuo looked impatient, and wanted to directly say a higher number for Xiao Jiu to say quickly: "Ten thousand?"

Xiao Jiu shook his head, and the smile on his face became stronger.

This smile made Meng Zuo shudder, and he asked tentatively, "How much is more?"

"Much less!"

......

A week later.

Meng Zuo finished uploading "Cinderella" on the website of the Children's Writers Association on time, and then sat on the table in a daze.

He hasn't touched the lottery pool for a week, and with the popularity of "The Woodcutter and Hermes", the system coins should have accumulated more than 20,000.

But it's not enough to smoke once!

God knows how much the two fists are ten times ten – a hundredfold.

100,000 draws once!

No matter how you say it, it will take four or five weeks to smoke it, this is more liver than the onmyoji!

And I heard Xiao Jiu say that the prize pool will be upgraded every ten draws, and it will cost a hundred times more for each level of the lottery.

It's so dark!

But Meng Zuo scolded and scolded, Xiao Jiu disappeared after speaking, Meng Zuo scolded and wanted to find her, but Xiao Jiu just ignored him, and laughed mockingly from time to time.

It's so annoying!

But this week, Meng Zuo was not idle, he discussed literature with Mo Lao and other writers' association celebrities, basically they said, Meng Zuo listened to it, but it made them feel that Meng Zuo was a talented and humble high-quality young man......; What's more, after the recording of these two games, many players have paid attention to his Weibo, and the number of his Weibo has also risen from more than 300 to nearly 400 people, which can be regarded as a little progress.

He's staying at home now, waiting for Aqiki to come back, and he doesn't have to cook today.

Because Hu Lao invited him to his house for dinner, Ai Qiqi, a miser, naturally followed suit, and Hu Lao doted on his niece so much that he agreed without saying a word.

Click!

The door opened, and Ai Qiqi began to shout at the door: "Meng Zuo! come out, it's too late to slow down!"

Meng Zuo was already ready, he grabbed his guitar, got up and went out.

"What are you doing with the guitar? Give it back to my uncle?"

Meng Zuo was dressed very formally, and he took out all his family resources and put them on his body, but unfortunately he didn't have a suit, leather shoes and tie, or he would have corrected it.

"Didn't I want to play a song for the old man when the time came?"

"Do you think my uncle has a guitar at his house? There's everything, you put it down and leave quickly. ”

"Oh......"