Chapter 877: The First Name [4]
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Of course, Yan Hui also knew that this move would definitely offend Lan Mo, but it was a "no signature", which meant that Zitong had twice as many chances as her, how could she be willing.
Lan Mo was about to speak, but Zitong had already chuckled, "Grandpa, since Miss Yanhui has doubts, it's better for me to smoke again." β
"Why?!" Lan Mo frowned, "We didn't cheat, why do we have to redraw, that's right, I did know Purple Pupil at first sight, and I also admit that I wanted her to draw a no-sign, but this sign was made by Mr. Dean himself, I don't know which one is no-sign, how to hint?!" Purple Pupil drew this lot, which can only prove that she is lucky. β
"Luck?" Yan Hui snorted disdainfully, "That's better, she draws it again, if she can still draw the no-signature this time, I, Yan Hui, will never say another word." β
"Good!" Zitong smiled and signed the bucket from Lan Mo's hand, raised his hand and threw it to Yan Hui, "This time, you come to release the lot!" β
Lan Mo wanted to say something more, and Zi Tong had already smiled back at him, "Grandpa said that I was lucky, I believe that I will definitely be able to draw a no-signature this time." β
Lan Mo looked at the smile on her face and just sighed.
This girl, I don't know if this is naΓ―ve or stupid, didn't he just say that to prove her innocence?
Three lots, only one is a no-sign, the probability of winning is so small, she actually wants to redraw, if she can't draw, isn't it going to fight one more round?!
Yan Hui took the bucket of signs, carefully put the three sticks back into it, and immediately shook them vigorously.
Purple Hitomi just stood from a distance, watching her shake the three sticks in the bucket.
After a while, Yan Hui stopped his palm.
"Senior sister, but it's ready?!" Purple Hitomi asked with a smile.
Looking at the smile on her face, Yan Hui just frowned, she had a determined attitude, did she really think that she was so lucky?
No!
"That's it!" Yan Hui raised the bucket with both hands, "You can draw it." β
The purple pupil turned around, slowly passed not far in front of Mu Hui, walked towards Yan Hui, and watched her walk in front of her, Mu listened with a side face, and sniffed in confusion.
Zi Tong sensed his movements and glanced at him sideways, but saw that he still didn't look at her, his eyes seemed to be just looking into the distance.
It seems that he doesn't want to win the lottery without a wordmark, right?!
Hum!
You don't want to take advantage of this by winning the lottery without a signature.
Thinking so in her heart, Zi Tong had already come to Yan Hui, glanced at the bucket in her hand, Zi Tong raised her arm and stretched out her right hand, and her fingertips gently bypassed the sign that Yan Hui deliberately sent to her in this direction, and then pinched the wordless sign behind her and took it out.
Looking at the stick in his hand, Zitong raised his hand to take out the wordless bamboo stick, shook it to everyone, and then sent the stick to Yan Hui.
"Senior Sister Yan Hui, come and see, is there a word on it?!"
Yan Hui looked at the bamboo skewer in front of him that did not have half a handwriting, snatched the bamboo skewer over, and carefully looked at both sides.
Sure enough, there was not half a handwriting on it.
How is this possible, is she ...... Really so lucky?!
"Why doesn't Senior Sister speak?" Purple Hitomi asked deliberately.
Yan Hui bit her lip and raised her face, "This is signed...... Wordless! β
"This time, Senior Sister won't say I'm cheating anymore, right?" Purple Hitomi asked again.
"Humph!" Yan Hui snorted, "Count yourself lucky." β
"Then ......" Zi Tong smiled on her face, "What about your disrespectful remarks just now, what about insulting me for cheating with the city lord's grandfather?" β