"Hey, this elementary school girl has a really big temper. ”

Seeing Chu Yanran slamming out of the door, Qin Hao was stunned.

Isn't it just to borrow a dollar from you, and if you don't want to borrow it, you won't borrow it, as for being so angry?

Qin Hao shook his head helplessly, and followed Chu Yanran out of the roasting bar.

Qin Hao returned to the bus stop and rummaged through all the pockets on his body, but he didn't find a dime.

Only then did he remember that he had given all the money to the Djinn God when he went out in the morning.

The giant spirit god has a big appetite, even if he only eats steamed buns, a meal of one hundred and eighty yuan is not enough at all.

In the past few days, Grandpa Mao, who has not had much on him, has been almost whined by the giant spirit god.

Although Qin Hao has the Pangu Divine Eye, there is a big world inside the Pangu Divine Eye, and there is too much information that can be seen.

He can't see everything clearly every day, he will only pay attention to the big things that may endanger himself or his relatives and friends, and he will not pay attention to such small things at all.

"Hey, it looks like I'll have to walk back today. ”

Qin Hao usually rides a bicycle to and from school, but today because he came out to party, he left his bicycle at school, and now at this point, the school has long been closed, and he has no money to take the bus, so he can only rely on his own 11 route.

As soon as Qin Hao was about to leave, he saw Chu Yanran walking towards him.

"Hey, you really don't have the money to take the bus?" Chu Yanran asked angrily.

Although she was angry and didn't want to talk to Qin Hao, the elm head, but after all, Qin Hao had just helped her resolve a crisis today, and she couldn't really watch Qin Hao walk back by herself.

Qin Hao was just about to nod, when he suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that not far from the bus stop, there was a scratch ticket seller.

Qin Hao's heart moved, he had the Pangu God Eye, and if he bought a scratch ticket, he should be able to get it.

The thought flashed in his heart, Qin Hao immediately unleashed the Pangu Divine Eye, and sure enough, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he could really see which scratch tickets had prizes and which scratch tickets did not.

Qin Hao was happy in his heart, but he smiled indifferently on his face: "It was indeed not just now, but now it is there." ”

Chu Yanran was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Qin Hao suspiciously, not knowing what the latter was thinking in his head.

I didn't have it just now, but now I have it, is it possible that you can still do tricks?

Qin Hao didn't explain, holding the back of his head with both hands, and walked leisurely to the scratch booth.

"This Senior Qin, could it be that he wants to make a fortune with scratch music?"

Chu Yanran blinked her big eyes, and she didn't know what to say.

I've never seen anything out of tune, I've never seen something so out of tune.

You said that you don't have a penny on you now, and the proprietress who sells scratch tickets can ignore you, then it's called a ghost.

"Hmph, Miss Ben wants to see what the hell you're going to do. ”

Thinking in her heart, Chu Yanran also followed, she couldn't wait to see Qin Hao make a fool of herself.

The person selling scratch tickets is a middle-aged aunt in her fifties who looks very shrewd.

At this time, several people had gathered in front of the scratch booth.

A middle-aged uncle shaved several times in a row, but none of them hit, and he blew his beard angrily and stared.

"Damn, this luck is too bad, I won a five-dollar one yesterday, and I don't have any hair today. ”

The middle-aged man was so aggrieved, he saw that Qin Hao came over at such a young age, and shook his head by relying on the old and selling the old.

"Hey, little brother, come out at such a young age to learn to dream of making a fortune, uncle advises you, or don't daydream, I can't win, I think you still have to go to school hard, get a good university, and find a good job is the right way." ”

This middle-aged man is a brother and an uncle, damn what kind of age are you?

Qin Hao didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and pointed to one of the scratch tickets: "Auntie, I want this." ”

The middle-aged aunt who sells scratch tickets spreads her hands, and the meaning is obvious, asking for money.

The middle-aged uncle sighed old-fashionedly.

"Young man, I don't even understand the rules to buy quack, I want to go crazy for money, I have to collect money before delivering the scratch lot, you don't even pay the money, in case you win the lottery, you say that this scratch is yours or the boss's?"

"That's it. Several uncles and aunts all looked at Qin Hao with a playful expression.

Qin Hao shrugged: "But I don't have any money on me." ”

Several uncles and aunts immediately burst into laughter.

"Young man, you're a white wolf with empty gloves. ”

The middle-aged uncle is about to laugh, are the young people so thoughtful now?

Qin Hao looked indifferent: "I'm lucky, I will definitely be able to win, Auntie, you see if this is possible, you give me this scratch ticket, if you don't win, if you win, no matter how big or small the amount is, I only need one dollar, and the rest will be yours." ”

The middle-aged aunt who sold scratch tickets looked Qin Hao up and down: "Young man, I think you don't have the money to take the bus, okay, don't shave, you can take this money to take the bus." ”

The middle-aged aunt kindly took out a piece of money and handed it to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao took the money with peace of mind, and walked back to the bus stop leisurely with his head in his hands.

Behind her, Chu Yanran raised her mouth, feeling lost in her heart.

She originally thought that Qin Hao had any ability, but she didn't expect that she would be like a beggar, she didn't even want her face for a dollar, and it was all about luck to buy scratch tickets, how could you say that you could win?

Is this still the Qin Hao who was in the roasting bar and scared the gangsters into running away?

Qin Hao's tall image that had just been erected in her heart instantly collapsed again.

Chu Yanran bit her lip tightly and walked to the scratch booth: "Auntie, that one was my classmate just now, I bought this scratch ticket for him, and I will give him back this money for you." ”

Although a dollar was insignificant, she didn't want Qin Hao to look like a beggar.

"Yes, you can. The middle-aged aunt took out the scratch card that Qin Hao was optimistic about and handed it to Chu Yanran.

She didn't take Qin Hao's words seriously at all, she herself was selling scratch tickets, and she didn't know the moisture in it, and the ones who could win the lottery were very unlucky, and the vast majority of people still bought as much as they lost much.

Chu Yanran originally wanted to throw away the scratch card directly, but after thinking about it, since she bought it, let's scratch it open and take a look.

But she didn't have any hope in her heart.

You didn't see that the middle-aged uncle just scratched so many and didn't get hit, so Qin Hao ordered one casually, and there was a ghost in the middle.

Chu Yanran scratched the scratch ticket.

A string of Arabic numerals gradually appeared.

2000 yuan.

Hit?

I really hit it!

And it's a grand prize of 2,000 yuan!

Chu Yanran's eyes widened, thinking that she had seen it wrong.

She checked back and forth a few times, and the scratch ticket showed 2,000 yuan, which is not wrong at all.

"How is this possible?"

Chu Yanran was stunned, her face was incredulous, others scratched so much and didn't win the lottery, Qin Hao just ordered one, and actually won 2000, Qin Hao's luck is too rebellious, right?

"Auntie, it's in. Chu Yanran took a deep breath, handed the winning scratch ticket to the middle-aged aunt, and claimed the prize.

"What, really hit?" The middle-aged aunt who sold scratch tickets took the scratch tickets suspiciously, glanced at the scratch prize, and immediately widened her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and her face was full of incredulity.

2000 yuan, oh my.

It's almost enough to catch up with the money she earns from selling scratch tickets in a month.

She has been selling scratch tickets for so long, and she has never seen a grand prize of 2,000 yuan.

She never thought that the luck of that poor and sour young man was really so rebellious.

The middle-aged aunt began to beat her thighs with regret.

If she believed that little young man, wouldn't the 2,000 yuan be hers!

The middle-aged aunt took out 2,000 yuan in annoyance and handed it to Chu Yanran.

"This guy is always so unexpected?"

Chu Yanran sighed, and after redeeming the prize, her mood improved for no reason, and then she followed back to the bus stop.

"No, the scratch ticket you bought just now won the lottery, and I've already redeemed it for you. ”

Chu Yanran directly handed the two thousand yuan to Qin Hao.

"This chick, is two thousand yuan so disdainful?" Qin Hao couldn't help but glance at Chu Yanran more.

But is he, Qin Hao, a person who takes advantage of others casually, can he ask for this money casually.

Qin Hao casually took the two thousand yuan, pointed out ten, and then returned the other ten to Chu Yanran: "The scratch ticket is my favorite, you paid for it, half of one person, no one suffers, no one takes advantage." ”

Qin Hao straightened his waist, this money should be divided like this, reasonable.

"This guy is really a brother who settles accounts. ”

Seeing Qin Hao's serious appearance, Chu Yanran couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"Senior Qin Hao, how can you be so sure that one will definitely win the lottery?"

Chu Yanran didn't shirk either, and put ten pieces of Grandpa Mao in her wallet.

"I'll see, for example, I know what kind of leggings you're wearing today. ”

Qin Hao looked Chu Yanran up and down, and said mysteriously.

"Bragging, then tell me, what is it?"

Chu Yanran pursed her lips, obviously not believing in the theory of the strange power of perspective.

"Doraemon. Qin Hao opened his mouth and came.

"Ah, rascal!" Chu Yanran blushed and jumped up suddenly.

Qin Hao is really right, my God, this is too evil.

"You... You... Can you really see through?" Chu Yanran shrank into a ball, guarding against Qin Hao like a pervert.

If Qin Hao can really see through, then wouldn't she be seen by Qin Hao, it's terrible!

"It depends. Qin Hao couldn't help laughing.

"I can see through when you're wearing a dress and there's a mirror right under your feet. ”

Chu Yanran lowered her head and saw that she was standing on a broken glass mirror at this time, which just perfectly reflected her Doraemon leggings.

Chu Yanran's face flushed, and she hurriedly jumped off the mirror.

"Senior Qin, Li Shizhen's skin!"

Chu Yanran took a sip and didn't continue to ask.

She knew that the reason why Qin Hao made such a big joke with her was that she didn't want to discuss scratch music.