The next day, the school posted a notice,To the effect that the skull would steal the heavenly building before,The school has been looking for an opportunity to take it back,So that it can be handed over to the community to really benefit the students.。 Although Fontainebleau www.biquge.info was snatched from the Calvary Society, it didn't count, and in line with the principle of fairness, justice and openness, the school club could sign up for a lottery to determine the ownership of the Heavenly Tower. Here are a hundred filters, such as:

The mastermind of the club must have participated in the draft this year and won at least one game;

In order to avoid crowding and damage to the internal ecology of the small building, the number of registered clubs should be between 10 and 15 people;

There must be at least two female members in the association, but not more than half;

The club can make the reputation of the university park, such as having direct contact with the head of the Yuan Shi family or the next generation (such as fighting, discussions);

The club has a concise four-word slogan;

In the last three days, he has held a competitive project with other clubs and won a lot;

Have at least two members of the club who are passionate about sports (e.g. basketball);

In order to avoid suspicion of discrimination, the club must include students from Class F, and students from Class F must be one of the main initiators;

The community has well-known propaganda media (e.g. newspapers);

Club members have the spirit of hardship and hard work (such as working in the school park);

......

Thomas racked his brains to mix these conditions into this, and he almost did not specify that the name of the society must be Fontainebleau, that it must have twelve members, five of whom are women, that one of the main promoters must be called Pascal, and that he would participate in this year's draft and play against Watt Isaac and Maxwell Isaac. After posting the notice, the trust sifted back and forth, but I didn't expect that in addition to Fontainebleau, there was really a small club that met all the 100 criteria: I don't know how many years ago the students of Class F took the lead in setting up a reading club, and there was a Class A mixed in this year's draft high school, not long ago won a contest to guess what lantern riddles, Maxwell also personally commented on the slogan of this club when he visited, "Read more good books"! Thomas couldn't cry or laugh, and he couldn't find anything wrong with picking and choosing, so he had to let them draw lots.

Although this reading club carries a banner every few days to shout a few stops in the school park,But for many years, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller,There are only ten people left this year.,I didn't expect such a great opportunity to fall out of thin air;Not to mention that if you win the lottery, you can stand tall and enter the small building.,Even if you lose, you can take this opportunity to make a big show.,At least you can go around to publicize that they once lost under Pascal and others.。

In the dice building, Thomas saw that the leader of the reading club was sloppy, and he actually wore shorts and slippers to sign up, and kept frowning, and said in a low voice: "You can think about it clearly, even the Calvary Club can't fight them, and you are scared by Pascal and others;

"Don't be afraid, the ancient books say that people who read books are always reasonable!

"What if they're unreasonable?"

"If it's unreasonable, it's a big deal to pay them back!"

When Thomas saw the man's stunned appearance when he spoke, he secretly fell to his feet and sighed: "Alas, young man, you still don't know the complexity of the world and the sinister nature of the human heart!

"The old books say, again, Si Ke Yin! Besides, I've thought about it four or five times! I washed my hands and face, changed my clothes, and worshiped God, and recited a few incantations, to have a good fight!" said Wood, whose name was woody, and who spoke and acted with a bit of a dullness, so he was nicknamed a wood nerd.

Thomas rolled his eyelids, looked at Wood with more white eyes and less black eyes, and said in a strange manner: "Okay, then let me come! But if you have any strengths and weaknesses, don't blame me!" When he led them to the outside of Fontainebleau, it was already crowded with people, and the major societies were excluded by all kinds of whimsical regulations, and one by one they were very angry: some were carrying banners to demonstrate, some were walking around with signs, and some were there with loudspeakers raising their arms and shouting to defend the sacred, unquestionable, and inviolable rights!

How could they let their voices be screamed, but there was only Fontainebleau and the reading club in the small building. Thomas took out two bamboo sticks, one short and one long, and kept signaling Pascal with his eyes: "What do you say it's also the owner, let's draw it first!" He planned that it would be best for Pascal to draw a long lot, and if he went to draw a short lot, he deliberately moved it to deliver the long lot to him.

Pascal heard that the lottery decided to win or lose, and immediately panicked, after all, the lottery has nothing to do with the depth of the Tao, although some people push it to luck or fate, but in his opinion, it is just impermanence, this time there is no Olivia secretly favoritism. He wanted to ask Olivia to intervene, but Olivia said that he was the Fontainebleau sign, and that they would have no complaints no matter what the outcome was. Pascal originally thought that if a large circle of people came, the probability of winning the lottery was not very large, so that even if he failed to draw, he would not need to blame himself, but he only came to a club, and he looked confident, could it be that the origin of Dayou had already been decided? Turning his head to look at Polly, he saw that she was also confused and biting her fingers. Polly prides herself on being a jack-of-all-trades in the school.,I also know that there is such a thing as a book club.,There's a tattered banner on the side of the boulevard that I don't know how many years it's been hanging.,But I've never heard of their background.。

"Let's draw lots, please!" Thomas said with both hands in front of Pascal.

Russell saw that Pascal was still hesitating, so he pushed him: "Don't rub it in, we are still waiting for the results to come out, so we can play!"

Pascal involuntarily stepped forward, and when he saw Thomas constantly glaring, he became more and more puzzled: "The visitors are guests, why don't they smoke first!"

"Then you're welcome!" the nerd is honestly unceremonious.

Olivia suddenly said: "Stop, let's make it clear first, how this lottery determines the winner or loser!"

"Do you still need to ask? Naturally, the long one wins, and the short one loses. ”

"You can't take it for granted, this matter is related to the century-old foundation of our reading club, and it's up to you to catch it! If you miss, you will be a sinner of our reading club for the ages! We will nail you to the pillar of shame in history, and spit on you every day, and we won't give you food, water, or books! Teach you that you can't survive or die!" A girl with a melon seed face and a red skirt stretched her neck and said sharply, and everyone in the reading club echoed and pointed to the flying wooden nerd.

"This ...... Don't scare me!" The wooden nerd wiped his sweat, moved his fingers, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "The ancient book says that death and life are life, wealth is in the sky, and it is you!"

"Are you sure?" Thomas pressed his hand and squeezed his eyes vigorously, "Don't think about it anymore?"

"The ancient book says that everything is destined to be destined for nothing, and it is not up to anyone at all! God wants to give it to me, and he will naturally give it to me, so why should I bother anymore?" the wooden nerd said and pulled it out, and stumbled backwards with too much force. The melon-faced girl saw Thomas's eyes, and was about to ask the wooden nerd to smoke another one, but the wooden nerd had already fallen into her arms, and said angrily: "Look at what kind of lottery you draw! This one is so short, you are designated to lose! You will be punished for three days without eating, bathing three times a day, and not reading for three days!"

The wooden nerd's face was just ugly before, and when he heard that he was not allowed to read for three days, he screamed strangely: "Don't panic, don't panic, maybe the other stick is shorter!"

The girl named Catherine touched her chin and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll just say that if you smoke this one, you win!"

Pascal on the other side was stunned, Erica pursed her lips and whispered: "There are only two people in the lot, and they also lost, it's really capable!"

Alice pulled her: "Don't say it, they have made up their minds to drive us away, even if the lottery can't succeed, they will think of other ways." ”

"That's just as well. ”

Thomas stepped forward and hurriedly smiled: "I'm really sorry, this time it was the principal's idea." However, the director only ordered the lottery to determine the winner or loser, but did not say when he wanted you to move out. You can keep ...... if it's inconvenient."

"If you want to lose, we'll get out!" Pascal waved his hand.

"This—actually, I mean—" Thomas originally wanted to save for Pascal and the others, as long as he didn't leave, he couldn't catch them away with the few goods in the reading club, so it took a while, and it was just a matter of making them die; Stephen glared at him hatefully, eager to swallow him in one bite, and chuckled in his heart, thinking that in the future, let alone at night, I might not dare to go out alone during the day, especially to avoid remote places with few people. "It would have been nice to say at the beginning that the short one wins, and the nerd draws the long one, so I secretly pinch the pick in my hand even shorter, alas, how can such a brilliant idea come to mind now. Thomas scolded, sobbing his mouth.

"I just packed my things in, and I'm going to move out again! I mess around with fat girls all day long, and my brain is useless. Erica said angrily.

"What nonsense is the ugly girl talking about! If it weren't for me and Kuroko, you wouldn't even be able to touch the threshold of this Fontainebleau! Besides, if he can draw lots to draw the Fontainebleau Palace, we can't spend money to buy it back?

"No, not for any money!" the nerd shook his head, "The ancient books say--oh! Catherine, why are you beating me?"

"The ancient books say that you are big! You won't talk back how much money you say, right? We are also reasonable people, we won't ask for more from you, just 1,000 gold baht!"

"1,000 gold baht?" Polly jumped to her feet, "How dare you say it!"

"Didn't you say you would never talk back?"

"I'm just learning how to pretend to be cool on TV, 1,000 gold baht, you can just cut off my head!"

"A fat girl's head is worth a few dollars!"

"An ugly girl's head is worth a few dollars!"

"Okay, okay, let's all say less!" Olivia saw Pascal's face of self-reproach and wanted to touch the wall with her head, and when she heard the 1,000 gold baht, she was like Russell, Fulton, the woodworm and others, and she snapped her fingers, estimating how much 1,000 gold baht was—after all, they usually spend money according to copper baht, and when they heard 1,000 gold baht, they were immediately frightened.

Russell didn't calculate it clearly for a long time, and suddenly slapped the basketball: "Forget it, don't forget it, don't count it! But then again, why do we always listen to them? Do they want us to jump off the building, and we have to jump off the building?"

"There are no rules, there is no circle, this is a rule, understand? If there are no rules at all, wouldn't it be a great chaos in the world?"

"What if there's a problem with this rule in the first place? For example, when you play, you are only allowed to dunk and not float outside to shoot?"

"What?" said Rabelais, jumping to his feet, his long hair standing on end, "then I am not bound to lose!"

"Yes, a lot of rules seem fair, but they're not. ”

Pascal's eyes lit up, and it suddenly occurred to him why he had to follow the rules set by others, especially since these rules were still up for debate, from the division of the four university campuses to the division of classes, martial arts, drafts, and then to today's draw...... If the rules are unfair in the first place, aren't they doomed to have no good results if they abide by the rules? If they continue like this, aren't they destined to be led by the nose for the rest of their lives?

As Alice said, even if they get through the draw this time, they might come up with some strange tricks until they get them out of Fontainebleau. Why do we have to follow the rules they have set, especially if these rules are still changed day and night to see people serve the food? For example, in the past, when the Calvary would forcibly occupy the Heavenly Tower, I had never heard of any flower name posts to be checked, let alone draw lots to determine whether to win or lose.

Pascal was naturally unwilling to be driven out, but he couldn't go back on his word, so he had a good way, but he couldn't think of any way to recapture Xiaolou, and then he suddenly smiled after thinking of the way to break the situation - since he was no longer shackled by these rules and regulations, it was only a matter of time before he recaptured Xiaolou by his Taoism. Next, Pascal went to Chaoxitang to practice, in fact, he took the opportunity to think about how to scare the wooden nerd and others. Deborah was about to go over, and the two walked side by side, not knowing if they had forgiven Pascal, and occasionally bumped into each other and no longer deliberately avoided it, and the two of them also said a few words every once in a while. Pascal always wanted to say sorry but couldn't, thinking that the days would be long, and he didn't pay much attention to it—but he never thought about it, until at last he couldn't say those three words to Deborah himself.

When the two of them walked from the boulevard, they bumped into Helen head-on, and Pascal turned his head to the side and tried to pretend that he hadn't seen it, but Helen took the initiative to say hello: "Pascal, Deborah, where are you going?"

Deborah looked at Pascal, and when he refused to speak, she replied, "Morning and evening ponds." ”

"Are you going to practice together?" Deborah also blushed and couldn't speak, Helen smiled: "Don't delay you, you can go quickly!"

When Pascal saw Helen one by one, he was afraid that she would misunderstand what kind of entanglement she had with Deborah, and when she was about to explain, he thought about it: "What if she misunderstands or not, and maybe she just casually greets her, and she won't pay attention to this at all." After arriving at the morning and evening pond, Deborah saw Pascal's sad face, her eyebrows and eyes were almost crowded, and asked, "Do we really want to give up Fontainebleau like this?" After all, she and Alice have been decorating the small building these days, probably like a little girl dressing up a doll, and she has dressed up all over the building, not only with lanterns and tassels hanging all over the small building, but also buying a lot of ornaments to be placed everywhere - just giving it away, it is really unwilling.

"Willing to gamble and lose. But they're done playing, and it's our turn. ”