Chapter 702 From Heaven to Hell

A few minutes later, Zhang Wei and Ziqiao, who were ready, finally started their metaphysical scramble.

Zhang Wei held his ID card in his hand to give Ziqiao an example: "This time we have to take out the ID card to scrape it, and while scraping it, we can think of the money so that we can find us.

"Remember, you must scrape horizontally, this is called wealth from heaven."

"Are you sure it's useful?"

Ziqiao frowned: "Why do I feel like using the ID cards of our two unlucky guys to scratch the prize? We will only lose our poverty."

"What are you talking nonsense about the truth."

Zhang Wei patted Ziqiao on the shoulder: "There is a saying that the world is not yet determined, you and I are both dark horses.

"Ziqiao, you must be confident in your future. A rich life is not far away and shouting at us."

"Well, it sounds very reasonable."

Ziqiao's mouth twitched slightly: "But it's hard for me to believe that you, a person who missed the prize of 100,000 yuan, said these words to me."

Perhaps Ziqiao's words hit Zhang Wei's pain, and Zhang Wei rarely said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, shave quickly! If we delay any further, we will miss the auspicious time!"

"oh!"

At this time, the scratch-off music on the coffee table had been carefully divided into two parts by Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei chose one, while Zi Qiao took away the other part.

If Zhang Wei’s unlucky attribute is true, then the probability of winning the twenty-five scratch cards in Ziqiao’s hands will be significantly higher than that in Zhang Wei’s scratch cards.

"A friendly reminder, the prize money for scratches is usually half of the total value."

Nanfeng said, "That is to say, if you two can't even get 250 yuan in total, it proves that you have been busy for a long time and are useless in feudal superstition."

Although Zhang Wei was not sure, he still insisted on saying, "We will prove it to you, and we can be lucky."

"Zi Qiao, shaved!"

Then the two of them started scratching with their ID cards, muttering: "There is a lot of money, the money is a lot of money..."

Seeing this, Yu Mo felt his hair suddenly rise. She sniffed the air conditioner and asked, "Why do I feel that the two of them are not scrambling the prize now, but are holding a strange cult ceremony?"

Nanfeng sighed: "Isn't it like being possessed by evil spirits when thinking about people who just want to get rich by winning."

"Oh, I think it's quite interesting."

Yifei smiled dissatisfiedly. She took out her cell phone and started recording at Ziqiao and Zhang Wei who were determined to get rich: "Ziqiao, Zhang Wei, come on."

"If you two don't win the jackpot today, I will use this video as a video material for my class meeting to warn my students to stay away from feudal superstitions and not to be addicted to gambling."

She said with a smile: "If your two experiences can help those young college students, you will have great merit."

"cut!"

Ziqiao and Zhang Wei gritted their teeth and looked at each other when they heard this. They knew that they only allowed to win but not lose this time.

Now only by scratching out the grand prize can we prove that their efforts are correct, otherwise their embarrassing behavior will be collectively ridiculed by everyone until they are old.

So the two of them started scratching the scratch more hard.

...

Half an hour later, Zhang Wei and Ziqiao, who had finished scratching out a total of fifty scratch cards, their eyes were dissipated and they collapsed without expectation.

"The total price of fifty scratch cards is 500 yuan, and the winning amount is 290 yuan."

Nan Feng said with a smile: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it seems that your metaphysical method of scrambling the prize seems...it's really useless."

"Oh~~~~~~~~"

Nanfeng, Yu Mo and Yifei looked gloating and sighed happily.

"It shouldn't be."

Ziqiao has already begun to doubt his life: "I have such a strong relationship with Erye, why doesn't he protect me?"

Yu Mo whispered in his heart: "Isn't it normal for Master Guan Er to protect you? If Master Guan Er is, I would have wanted to use a knife to cut you."

"Why?"

Zi Qiao suddenly turned her head and looked at Yu Mo.

Yu Mo blinked: "What's your latest trumpet's name?"

"Lu Meng."

"Yes, Lu Meng."

Yu Mo smiled and said, "No matter whether you are Lu Meng's Meng or Meng's deceitful Meng, if it were me, I will definitely not be able to spare you."

She said as she raised her hand and made a slashing move: "Lu Meng cut off Master Guan Er's head back then. If Master Guan Er, I would have to chop off one of your head."

"Mom."

Ziqiao suddenly felt a chill on his back. He hurriedly covered his neck and said, "I just said that things are not going well recently, and even drinking a sip of cold water is stuffed into his teeth.

"No, it seems I have to change my name."

He looked up at Yu Mo and the other two and said, "How about you tell me that I changed the name of the trumpet to Lu Buwei."

“It doesn’t matter.”

Yifei stopped the video of her mobile phone, and she said slowly, "Ziqiao, Zhang Wei, since you have not won the jackpot, don't blame me for using you to warn the public as I said just now."

Nanfeng also advised: "You two should recognize the reality. Feudal superstition is not advisable, and addicted to gambling is even more advisable.

"It's a shame to suffer a little, and it's good for you."

"No!"

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and resisted stubbornly: "We still have a chance!"

"Zhang Wei, you are still sleepwalking, are you?"

Nanfeng pointed to the scraper that was scraped on the coffee table: "The winners of fifty scratchers are here, and those who didn't win the prize were burned. Where do you have any chance?"

Zhang Wei fell into a dead silence.

Just when Nanfeng felt that Zhang Wei had given up and wanted to step forward to comfort him, Zhang Wei suddenly burst into a rampant and proud laugh.

"Some people are destined to fight back with a low blood and turn the tables against the wind. Before the auspicious time has passed, let me achieve this gorgeous reversal!"

In the astonished eyes of everyone, he slowly reached into his...armhole and then pulled it suddenly.

"ah!"

Zhang Wei rolled on the ground in pain.

Nanfeng, Yu Mo, Yifei and Ziqiao looked at the black tuft of hair in Zhang Wei's hands, and the four of them frowned deeply.

Zhang Wei won't be...

Did you pull off a cube of your armpit hair?

"hiss……"

When Nan Feng and the others thought of this, they also felt that their facial features were entangled like Zhang Wei.

They took a breath of cold air, blocking their eyes with their hands, and exuding disdainful contempt.

"Alas……"

"But, it's not over yet!"

Zhang Wei struggled to find two scratch cards that should have been stuck in the crunching nest from his body: "These two stocks can finally come in handy now."

He slowly sat up and said, "I have blended with these two scratch cards, no matter how different they are."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"My wish is their wish, and I will definitely accomplish this gorgeous reversal this time!"

"Come on, Ziqiao, I'll share you one!"

"No, I can't afford it."

Ziqiao stared at the scratch card handed to him by Zhang Wei. He didn't know how long these two scratch card had been stuck in Zhang Wei's armpits.

He looked at Zhang Wei's blood-tight eyes. Seeing that Zhang Wei was so crazy, Zi Qiao, who originally wanted to get rich by gambling, suddenly woke up.

He originally thought that scratch-offs like things like five or ten yuan are just a try, and it would be fine if they couldn't win.

As a result, now looking at Zhang Wei’s appearance, how is this different from the red-eyed gamblers he encountered when he was in the society?

Those who win still want to win again, while those who lose only want to turn the tables.

The money lost due to scratch-off is just a trivial matter. What is really serious is the pollution of a person's values ​​by the idea of ​​"gambling can get rich overnight".

Zi Qiao turned her head and looked at Nanfeng. Yu Mo and Yifei said with a solemn expression: "I suddenly feel it now. Think about it in my mind that I can get rich overnight by gambling. It's okay to buy one or two bets occasionally.

“But if you really incorporate this idea into your daily life, it will seem stupid and extreme.

"If I go to the dark side now, will it be too late?"

"You should have abandoned the darkness and turned to light."

Yifei patted Ziqiao's shoulder with relief: "Beautiful boy, I'll return to you when I'm lost. I'm very optimistic about you."

"Hmph, traitor!"

Zhang Wei said contemptuously: "It's better if you don't want it, the grand prize is mine."

Nanfeng advised, "Zhang Wei, look at Ziqiao who is lost now, so don't be fooled."

"No, today is my lucky day, I must draw a grand prize."

Zhang Wei said as he started to use his ID card to forcefully scrape up the remaining scratch-offs he had yesterday, and kept muttering: "There is a lot of money, the money is a lot of money..."

"Get out of money..."

Zhang Wei suddenly froze, his pupils unconsciously diverged, and he fell into a dullness.

Slap!

A muffled sound came from Zhang Wei's hand, and the ID card in his hand was broken by himself.

"I've won! I've won! I've won!"

Zhang Wei red eyes and shouted in ecstasy: "Look! Look! Look!

"Hundreds of thousands! Hundreds of thousands!!

"I just said I can win the jackpot!!!"

"Hundreds of thousands?!!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect that Zhang Wei could actually complete this gorgeous reversal.

Could it be that...it's really Zhang Wei's turn to turn his fortune today?

Yifei couldn't help but lean forward and took a look, and the surprised expression on her face collapsed instantly.

She forced Zhang Wei to press the excited Zhang Wei and said, "Zhang Wei, please see clearly, where did you win the prize?"

Zhang Wei was stunned. He pointed to the scratch-off on the coffee table in surprise and said, "Look at these thirty-six and thirty-six, I obviously won the prize!"

"You won a ghost prize!"

Yifei grabbed the scratch card helplessly, pointed to the hole on it and said, "This is because you scratch the prize too hard, and the winning numbers are broken.

"You see that the thirty-sixth of the winning number is the number on the scratch card below. You can't stick these two scratch card together as one, right?"

She asked puzzledly, "I was curious. How crazy you can only scratch the scratch-off like this? The most outrageous thing is that you can't even see it?!!"

Zhang Wei felt a bolt from the blue when he heard this, and there were bursts of thunder above his head, which made him look sour.

His scary eyes dimmed in an instant, and he sat helplessly on the ground as if he had been drained from his power.

Seeing this, Nanfeng, with the idea of ​​treating the dead horse as a living horse, decisively issued a fatal blow: "By the way, it will take fifteen working days and a labor fee of forty yuan to be reissue your ID card.

"Forty dollars are deducted from the two hundred and ninety yuan bonus... it's exactly two hundred and five."

Nanfeng turned his wheelchair and winked at Ziqiao, who understood instantly: "Zhang Wei, if that's the case, then I won't share this bonus with you."

"After all, the number of 250 is very suitable for you now."

Nanfeng continued: "By the way, do you need to go to the police station on weekdays to apply for a new ID card?

"In this case, Zhang Wei, you have to take a day off to apply for a new ID card, deduct your full attendance and performance bonus... Zhang Wei, aren't you losing 250?"

"Haha, hahaha..."

Zhang Wei was completely heartbroken at this moment. He smiled miserably and then collapsed and shouted to the sky.

"Fake, all fake."

"I will never! Never! Never play scratch cards again!!!"

Before everyone showed a relieved smile on their faces, Zhang Wei's eyes rolled up and the whole person fell straight down again.

"Zhang Wei!"

"Zhang Wei!!"

"Zhang Wei!!!"