Zhang Fan hit again.

There was an even more enthusiastic uproar at the scene, and everyone's faces were full of disbelief.

This is not two people playing rock-paper-scissors, so many people are drawing here, and Zhang Fan can draw them continuously. It's not any luck anymore, okay, it's cheating! The gods don't have much luck, do they?!

"I don't believe it!" The first person to shout was not surprisingly He Jun, who was already about to be mad. The screenwriter, who thought he was personable and handsome, was already jumping to his feet and shouting loudly at this time, "There must be a problem, how can it be that he won the lottery alone?!"

Those who watch the excitement are definitely not afraid of many things. And Zhang Fan's continuous winning of the lottery is too weird. The employees at the scene were shouting loudly, especially the cronies who had already booked the prizes.

It's not a matter of prizes anymore. Something that originally belonged to them but strangely fell into the hands of others, no matter whether the thing was worth it or not, it was something they couldn't tolerate. These people are already.

The host saw that this group was excited, and hurriedly stepped forward to say that everyone should be calm, and the technicians have begun to check the degree to find the problem. Things will be resolved soon.

"There must be a problem!" He Jun continued to shout loudly, "Zhang Fan's prize doesn't count!The prize should be taken back!!"

With He Jun's roar, everyone in the auditorium looked at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan, who was already smiling in his heart, picked up the drink cup in front of him, and his voice was calm, "Whether there is a problem or not, this is also a matter for the technical department." As for the prizes, if none of the things drawn out of the lottery can be counted, then what kind of lottery is there to do? Just let Deputy Director Zhao personally present the awards, and award them to whomever you want. Why bother. Oh yes, screenwriter Ho Da, you're sure to have a prize. ”

"That's right!" Chen Guozhong shouted loudly over there, "Let's not talk about whether there is a problem, it was all drawn by the computer lottery, and it can be returned? ”

"Hahahaha~~~" There was a burst of laughter in the auditorium. After all, for most people, it's just watching the fun. may envy Zhang Fan's good luck, but he won't really feel that his own things were obtained by Zhang Fan. Except for those who were really taken away by Zhang Fan what originally belonged to them.

"Don't you allow people to be lucky?" Zhang Fan's colleagues at the same table also spoke loudly for Zhang Fan: "Who stipulates that you can't win again after winning? Buy lottery tickets, and once won dozens of first prizes." Do you want the family to return all the extra bonuses?"

"It's just that you can go back if you get something, it's really shameful. ”

"This luck is also good, I'll hurry up and buy a lottery ticket." This point should not be closed yet. ”

"It was a lot of fun, but how did it happen like this? ”

"He Jun is unbalanced in his heart, right? Anyway, I see that he didn't hit a single hair. ”

"I don't have a hair either!"

"Even if there is a problem, it's a matter of the technical department, what is the matter of the family winning the lottery? When you are a bank, you must pay back the extra money, otherwise I will sue you?"

The auditorium was very lively, and at the end of the party, something happened that mobilized everyone's emotions. It's still the same sentence, watching the excitement is not afraid of many things.

"What the hell is going on?!" The front is as lively as the market, and the backstage is not easy here. Deputy Director Zhao, who had a black face, came to the control room of the lottery equipment, and shouted loudly, "What are you guys eating?!"

The employees in charge of the lottery equipment were all greeted in advance, and the numbers of the intended winners had already been entered into the program. Originally, they only needed to sit and eat melon seeds to see the results, but they didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

"It may be that the first number entered generates a fixed code, which causes all the subsequent programs to choose this number. The person in charge who was sweating profusely hurriedly explained: "Let's brush the program aside, and it will be fine soon." ”

"Then hurry up and do it!" Deputy Director Zhao was in a very bad mood. Continuously awarding Zhang Fan has already made him full of anger, but he has nowhere to vent. And this time the award was still a request made by himself, but now this situation has appeared, which makes him feel that he can't get off the stage.

A scrambling technician reboots the system and then flashes the specific code. After entering the code I had explained before into the program, I breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's okay this time." ”

"Everyone is quiet, everyone is quiet!" the on-site host held the microphone and shouted loudly to silence everyone, "The technical team has dealt with the problem. The prizes awarded before still count, but they will be truly fair and just later, and luck will determine who will win!"

Listening to the host's serious nonsense on stage, Zhang Fan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and chuckle. This lottery has nothing to do with fairness and justice.

"It's my turn this time!" He Jun, whose two eyes had turned into rabbit eyes, clenched his fists tightly, panting and glaring at the front desk, the big screen that began to flash numbers again, "It must be mine!"

"What if not?" asked Zhang Fan, who was holding his arms on his chest, suspiciously.

"If not, then I'll eat Xiang live !!" He Jun's vicious curse scared Zhang Fan. This guy is crazy, isn't he? So cruel to himself?!

He Jun was indeed about to go crazy, but he was mad by Zhang Fan.

Graduated from a school without entering the stream, was born in a wild road, had a rotten resume, and Zhang Fan, who interviewed and recruited the TV station by himself. At this time, he can mix so well, and he is even far better than himself. What the hell is wrong with this world? God, are you blind?!

God must not be blind, because his old man immediately gave He Jun a report of the present world.

"Boom~~~" The volcanic eruption, when the number frozen on the big screen was displayed again as No. 398, the entire auditorium was in a sensation. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Fan, and everyone's eyes were full of various complex meanings.

If this can be explained by luck, then Zhang Fan's luck is really no one. If it's not explained by luck, then what's going on?

The leaders in the stage have big heads.

The matter of arranging the draw is decided by them together. For these hundreds of thousands of big people every minute, such a small thing is not worth mentioning at all. How much is all the prizes worth combined? Is it enough to go to the rich for a night?

But at this time, this small matter, which seemed to be not worth mentioning at all, made all the leaders restless.

The meaning of this matter is not the same, once the employees know that arranging to win the lottery is a thing, the consequences are simply that thinking about it will make them feel like they are sitting under the buttocks!

The eyes of the leaders all looked at Deputy Director Zhao on the stage, this matter was originally his proposal, and now he should solve the trouble!

Deputy Director Zhao also began to sweat on his forehead at this time, and looking at Zhang Fan, who came over to the stage to receive the award, he was already itching with complete hatred. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to just brush his sleeves away, he would have left by now!

"Congratulations. Deputy Director Zhao almost gritted his teeth and said this.

"Thank you. Zhang Fan smiled. However, this time, he did not leave directly with the prize as he had done the previous times, but under the surprised gaze of Deputy Director Zhao. Walked up to the front desk and picked up the microphone.

He Jun, who had a miserable face, finally came back to his senses. When he saw Zhang Fan standing on the stage with the wheat in his hand, but his eyes were looking at him with a smile. I suddenly realized that it was going to be bad!

He Jun was about to get up and run away when Zhang Fan on the stage spoke.

"Colleagues, whether or not my luck is good or not can be put aside for the time being. Because I have something more important and interesting to tell you. Zhang Fan squinted and looked at He Jun, "The screenwriter He Jun over there suddenly swore a poisonous oath just before this round of lottery began, saying that the person who won this round of lottery will definitely be him." If he doesn't win this round of the lottery, then he will live broadcast Xiang!!"

"Wow~~~" The scene was in an uproar.

Countless pairs of eyes almost instantly looked at He Jun in the direction of Zhang Fan's finger. All kinds of eyes are very strange.

The employees in the auditorium are in their early twenties, except for Zhang Fan, who has just turned eighteen years old and has not been around for a few years. In the lives of many employees over the years, they have seen a lot of strange things. But a person like He Jun, who is so cruel and vicious to himself, is really the first time he has met him.

"Is this man sick in the brain?" was the exact same thought in the minds of more than a thousand people in the auditorium at this time.

How could someone swear by such an ultra-low probability thing, or make such a vicious and vicious oath in India?

Although it is said that this year's hair vow is like a fart, the mouth is gone. But at this moment, he was directly shaken out by Zhang Fan, and He Jun really had no face to see people in the future.

"Colleagues, I'm not talking nonsense. Zhang Fan couldn't laugh at this time, and pointed to his colleagues at a few tables near him with a smile, "The colleagues over there have all heard it just now, Screenwriter He Da is indeed such a cruel person to himself." ”

Yes, that's exactly what he said. ”

"I heard it too. ”

"I still can't believe that anyone is so cruel to me!"

"I thought I had misheard. I didn't expect it to be true!"

"I testify to this, and Screenwriter He did say so just now. ”

"He Jun is crazy. ”

"Hahahaha~~~"

The colleagues sitting around He Jun all moved their chairs, for fear that they would be misunderstood that they were sitting close to He Jun.

Feeling the strange gaze coming from all directions, He Jun, whose face was blue and black, trembled. Suddenly, he suddenly shouted, overturned his chair, turned around and ran out of the venue!