Chapter 8 [This anchor is also a bamboo shoot, right?] 】
Magic City.
Entrance to the Third Elementary School.
Shen Jingbing opened the lottery stall.
As soon as I saw the words "free lottery", many interested parents gathered over.
An old man with gray hair and a vegetable in his hand passed by and asked:
"Young man, how do you draw this prize?"
Shen Jingbing smiled, pointed to the rules of the activity on the cardboard, and asked:
"The old man is planning to pick up the children from school?"
Seeing that only students could draw lotteries, the old man nodded and said:
"Yes, come and pick up my grandson, he can study well."
Shen Jingbing smiled lightly and responded with a pun:
"Good at studying, huh? That's great. ”
The old man squinted his eyes, staggered closer, and asked:
"By the way, what kind of prize did you draw in this lottery?"
Shen Jingbing shook his head, smiled mysteriously and said:
"I can't disclose it for the time being, isn't it boring to say the prize?"
The old man nodded, approved of this sentence, and asked:
"You can only draw a student lottery? Shall I bring my grandson later? ”
Shen Jingbing nodded again and again:
"Absolutely!"
Hearing this, the old man nodded, took two steps back, and stood next to the stall.
Other onlookers also knew the rules of the lottery and stood aside to watch the excitement.
Shen Jingbing looked around and found that the onlookers were basically about the same age as the old man.
Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but smile:
"Grandson: Grandpa, you and my grandson, why did you harm me for no reason?"
"Little monk: my happiness will be sad!"
"Anchor: Can you speak? We are working hard to cultivate the flowers of the motherland! ”
"Elementary school student: Have you ever felt pain? (Write wheel eyes, open!) )”
"It hurts! It hurts so much!! ”
"But one thing to say, I feel that the people who came to join in the fun are all old people?"
"Harm, it's just that the old people like these activities, and if they want to change us, they probably won't care about it."
“……”
Soon, as the bell rang, the schoolchildren walked out in droves.
Seeing that the show was about to start, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't hold back:
"It's coming, the elementary monks are out of school!"
"The victim has finally appeared, and labor and management are so looking forward to it!"
"You're really not a human being upstairs, unlike me, I only feel sorry for my younger brothers and sisters."
"I'm a college student, and I can't see that elementary school students don't have much homework."
"Silly boys, run!! Run!! ”
"The anchor is so bad, why should he target the flowers of our motherland? Anyway, can you give two prizes? ”
"Top upstairs!"
“……”
The student queue crossed the street and dispersed.
Shen Jingbing's stall is on the sidewalk, and the "free lottery" on the bright red cardboard is very eye-catching.
Suddenly, many elementary school students came up.
However, when they saw the rules under the lottery, they couldn't help but show disappointment.
Most of these primary school students have not yet found their parents.
Only a bold little chubby dun carried a red schoolbag and asked Shen Jingbing excitedly:
"Boss, if you have parents, you can draw a lottery?"
Shen Jingbing nodded in response.
Hearing this, the little chubby dun immediately ran out and quickly pulled his mother in.
His mother said as she squeezed:
"Eh, free lottery?"
"Boss, let my son smoke one! He loves lotteries! ”
Hearing this, the audience in the live broadcast room launched a barrage one after another:
"Hahaha, laugh to death, and return his favorite lottery!"
"Slow-selling workbooks: I love lotteries too."
"Anchor: You won't love it later!"
"Is there a possibility that Chubby's favorite lottery is not like this."
"Don't look at the little fat man smiling happily now, he won't be able to laugh later."
"This anchor is really bad, I really love it!"
“……”
Little Fat Dun squeezed in again, looked at Shen Jingbing with starry eyes, and asked:
"Boss, my mom is here."
"It's okay to draw a lottery, right?"
Shen Jingbing picked up the lottery box and nodded:
"Come on, kids, you can start the lottery!"
Little Chubby Dun just wanted to reach out to grab the lottery slip, but was stopped by the vigilant mother, and his mother asked:
"Boss, what are the rules for this lottery?"
"Will the prize be given if it is drawn?"
Shen Jingbing was not angry, and said indifferently:
"Company activities, the lottery is free, and only students who are accompanied by their parents are supported to draw the lottery."
"One person has three chances to draw a full three winners."
Hearing that there were no traps, Chubby didn't say anything.
At this time, the little chubby dun bit his finger and said excitedly:
"Boss, I'm pumping!"
Seeing this scene, netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't hold back and laughed one after another:
"Three lottery chances, basically you must win!"
"Whoever comes, who's unlucky!!"
"Seeing the smile on Chubby's face, I couldn't help but mourn for him for three seconds."
"Laughing to death, there are really people who take the initiative to add homework to themselves."
"I know a little bit about physiognomy, this little chubby is a little stingy, it's weird to get the exercise book and not let him finish it!"
"Chubby: It's because I didn't look at the calendar when I went out today."
"Elementary school students: Anchor don't look like I like you now, but soon I'll hate you."
"Hahahaha, this elementary school student is too pitiful, he just wants to draw a prize, what's wrong, why do you want to give him an exercise book?"
"This anchor is also a bamboo shoot, right!?"
“……”
Under the gaze of the onlookers and netizens in the live broadcast room, Xiao Chubby Dun stretched out his round little hand and grabbed it towards the lottery box.
took out a white note, and the little fat lit up, only to see four big characters:
"Thank you for participating!"
Some people in the crowd sighed, and some shouted cheers:
"Kid, there are two more chances, I'm sure I'll be able to win!"
Hearing this, netizens in the live broadcast room scrolled:
"This passerby is so friendly!"
"I'm sure I'll win, Chubby: I thank you!"
"This little chubby is lucky, he came out of the golden body for the first time, I don't know if I can come up with a resurrection armor and a famous knife."
"Probability-wise, it's hard, isn't it?"
"Yes, I remember that the anchor wrote half of 'Congratulations on Winning' and 'Thank You for Participating', and the probability of not winning the three times is one in eight."
"Laughing to death, the anchor is too gentle, right?"
"I was worried that the children would not be able to draw, so I deliberately let the draw three times."
"Children after learning the truth: Don't come here!"
“……”
Seeing that Xiaopang's first attempt failed, Shen Jingbing smiled softly and encouraged:
"There are two more chances, let's try again!"
As he spoke, Shen Jingbing brought the lottery box closer to make it easier for the little fat dun to draw it.
Chubby exhaled softly and encouraged himself:
"There are two more chances, I'm sure I'll be able to draw them!"
"Come on!"
With that, Chubby started the second draw.
Without hesitation, he pulled out the second note, opened it, and saw five big words written on it:
"This book has been signed!"
……
The signing station is short, scattering flowers.
Welcome to collect and follow.
If you have any ideas for challenges, you can also post them in the comment area or say in this chapter, and I will take a peek at the drops.