The woman in the yellow dress who finished drawing the lots wanted to get closer to Yu Qing, but the woman in the white dress who followed behind grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the other side.
Standing in the corner of the stands, Xiang Lanxuan observed from beginning to end, with a smile on her face from time to time.
A circle of hundreds of people passed by, and soon they all finished throwing darts.
Qin Fujun on the stage also walked to the background wall covered with signs and started calling his name from the bottom and tail darts.
The people who drew lots came on stage one by one to participate in the unveiling, leaving their darts stuck on the numbers on the wall, and then took their own number plates and left the stage.
When the cards were almost halfway through, Chan Shaoting's name was called out on the stage. Chan Shaoting, who came on stage to unveil the cards, got the number ninety-three.
Seeing this number and confirming that his judgment was correct, Yu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
The dart he threw was in the top row, so he was called to the stage from a later position.
When he saw him on stage, Qin Fujun seemed not to recognize him and went about his business as usual.
The result was just as Yu Qing expected, the number plate he got was also No. 93.
In fact, he doesn't really want to draw Zhongchan Shaoting, but he can't draw anyone randomly because he can't figure out the strength of other people. If he loses to the other party, the agreement between him and Long Xingyun Even if he lost, he would have to bear the consequences if he took Long Xingyun's move.
"Zhang Zhichen, it turns out that he also used a pseudonym..."
Staring at the woman in the yellow dress on the stage, she muttered to herself. She just heard Qin Fujun call Yu Qing's name, so she remembered it.
"Number ninety-three, did the villain draw number ninety-three?"
In the stands, Chan Shaoyun suddenly started to make a fuss. She might not be able to remember other people's numbers, but she remembered her brother Chan Shaoting's lottery number. She clearly remembered it was number ninety-three, and Yu Qing's lottery number was announced in front of her. Finally, she was in disbelief.
The disciple from Guijian Villa on the side responded: "That's right, just like Master Chan, they are both number ninety-three!"
Chan Shaoyun immediately clapped her hands excitedly, "Sure enough, God has a vision, and it really fell into my brother's hands. Now he looks good. Let him pick up the bargains all the way, and either he will get an empty number, or Those who give in, or those who are injured, finally hit my brother's hand this time." The mother turned her head to the side and chirped.
Yong Zexue frowned slightly this time. She recalled the scene of Yu Qing talking to the two masked women, and seemed to have some doubts.
"Hey, how come Old Fifteen is facing off against Chan Shaoting?"
Nanzhu in the stands was surprised, because he knew that Yu Qing had the ability to cheat, so he didn't know what it meant.
Mu Aotie also used his magic eyes and stared at the numbers printed upside down on the background wall to take a closer look. The distance was too far, so the names on the darts would definitely not be visible clearly. "The other position of No. 93 seems to be Zen." The position where Shaoting throws darts.”
Baili Xin said, "Yes, it's Young Master Chan."
Nan Zhu and Mu both looked at her. Nan Zhu was surprised and said: "It's so far away, can you still read the name on the dart?"
Baili Xin: "I can clearly see the numbers on the number plate in Chan Shaoting's hand."
Nan and Mu immediately stared at Chan Shaoting in the audience, and found that he was holding a sign in front of his abdomen with both hands. They used their Dharma eyes to look closely, and they could see that it was No. 93.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. They were startled just now. They almost thought Bailixin could read words the size of flies from such a distance.
Xiao Changdao and Wu Ronggui looked at each other in the stands, and they also discovered that Yu Qing and Chan Shaoting were facing each other.
They did not sit with the people from Guijian Villa this time, not because they didn't want to, but because the situation did not allow it. Those who were eliminated in the competition had an exclusive area. The people from Guijian Villa sat in the guest area, and they were Sit in the front row.
At the VIP table, both Li Chenghu and Zhao Dengzi were leaning forward, looking at the situation in the venue while chatting close to each other.
Tie Miaoqing sat upright and looked dignified.
Princess Li Chaoyang, who was dressed smartly in black, leaned back in her chair listlessly and occasionally yawned. Her initial energy and interest were gone.
She thought it was a lot of fun at first, but she didn't want to throw a circle of darts and just call out names and flip cards one by one. The more she watched, the more boring she became, making everyone sleepy.
Li Chenghu, who was chatting, noticed that she looked like she was about to be paralyzed, and tapped the armrest of the chair with his knuckles, "Chaoyang."
Li Chaoyang woke up and knew what the emperor's uncle meant with just one glance. He wanted to pay attention to the image of the royal family and not go too far. He straightened his back and sat down again. He asked casually, "Master Zhao, he said it will be tomorrow." Can we start a fight?"
Zhao Dengzi smiled and said: "Yes. If Princess Chaoyang is tired, you can go back and rest first. It doesn't matter."
Li Chaoyang wanted to leave immediately, but glanced at Li Chenghu's eyes that were staring at him with a half-smile but not a smile, and shook his head, "It's okay, it's already halfway, I'll wait. By the way, Head Zhao, who do you think among these people?" Can you take first place?"
"Ah? There's no telling about this." Zhao Dengzi smiled bitterly, but subconsciously stared at the two masked women in the field.
It was almost noon when the entire lottery process was over. As Qin Fujun announced the end of the game, the crowd in the stands became excited again and stood up to leave.
In fact, more than one Chaoyang Princess could not stand the wait or was impatient. This lottery seemed really meaningless. Many of the audience present were either rich or noble, and many people could not stand this dullness.
After getting up, Wen Xin and Xiao Hong did not leave the venue with the crowd. Instead, they stayed where they were and waited until the flow of people thinned out before leaving.
Walking to a certain area of the stand, Xiao Hong pointed at the area in front of her and whispered: "I heard from the people sitting next to me that the people sitting in this area are all people who were eliminated in the competition before. They said that there might be something in this area." There are also unlucky masters who say that they can get the results of various competitions, so they will find some good ones to use, which are both easy to use and affordable. Unfortunately, our Wen family is to some extent a competitor of Kunling Mountain. They They will not give us this situation, and Qinglian Mountain...Qinglian Mountain..."
Wen Xin didn't know why she stuttered. He looked in the direction she was looking and saw a fat man waving towards the competition venue, as if he was calling someone in the venue to come over.
The fat man's side profile looked familiar. There was a big man standing next to the fat man, and his profile also looked familiar.
These are Xiaohong's feelings, but Wen Xin doesn't feel anything at all.
These two people were none other than Nan Zhu and Mu Aotie, both of whom had stayed at Wen's. Xiaohong had more contact with them, so she had a deep impression, while Wen Xin really had less contact with them and had no impression.
But it didn't matter. Both the master and the servant quickly locked their eyes on a figure that quickly jumped up to the stand. After seeing that person's face clearly, they both stared blankly.
Especially Wen Xin's expression was indescribably complicated.
Yu Qing, who ran up to Nanzhu and the others, subconsciously glanced at the group of people leaving on the steps. It was his habit to observe the surroundings. Nothing happened. As soon as his eyes returned to Nanzhu, he paused again, and then his eyes bounced again. Seen quickly.
He saw a familiar face, a face that had haunted him and regretted him for the rest of his life.
He saw Wen Xin and Xiao Hong, then ignored Xiao Hong and met Wen Xin's eyes.
Xiaohong almost screamed and quickly covered her mouth. She was in disbelief, as if she never dreamed that she could meet him here.
"It's not easy for us to come from Dingyin District. Not only is the distance long, but we are not allowed to run around as we please. We are escorted on the way back and forth. The escort should be waiting for us to assemble outside. Let's make a long story short... I said, are you in a daze? "
Nanzhu, who was giggling at Yu Qing for a while, realized that Yu Qing's reaction was abnormal. He immediately turned around and followed Yu Qing's gaze. When he saw the person not far away, he opened his mouth and was dumbfounded.
Mu Aotie and Bailixin naturally looked back one after another because of their reactions. Bailixin was indifferent and Mu Aotie was dumbfounded on the spot.
None of the three brothers expected to meet the master and servant here and on such an occasion.
Obviously, people also came to watch the competition, but they could meet him among so many people in this huge sea of people. This fate made them unable to recover for a while.
Wen Xin's expression returned to normal in an instant. She smiled calmly and nodded slightly to the three of them, just like meeting strangers on the road. She was polite and polite, and then turned around calmly and calmly. .
It was as if the life-and-death man she once loved had never existed. The pace and back of his departure were so calm and calm.
Xiaohong hesitated to speak. She was the one who knew best how difficult it was for the young lady. She looked on both sides, but in the end she was subject to the rules formed over the years and followed Wen Xin's attitude and left, only looking back from time to time.
However, the three brothers and sisters couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and they were not as fast as Wen Xin in gathering their minds and emotions.
That's because monks are no better than ordinary people in terms of human nature.
The three brothers and sisters have indeed experienced some things over the years, and the things they have experienced are only at a higher level, but they are far less than what Wen Xin has experienced.
After Bailixin looked both ways, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Acquaintance?"
I'm not very sure, because the woman's attitude was like a passerby, but the three men's reactions were very abnormal.
Seeing the figure disappearing into the crowd, Nan Zhu and Mu Aotie slowly turned around and stared at Yu Qing, who had been unable to recover for a long time. They both sighed secretly. They vaguely remembered that Old Fifteen shouted to the sky that he wanted to become someone. In that scene with the money man, I also know why he shouted like that.
After all these years, Lao Fifteen, who vowed to work hard, not only failed to become a rich man, but also seemed to have gone back to the old days in some aspects, and seemed to be worse than before. Not only did he fail to become a rich man, he also owed a debt Butt account, unable to make ends meet.
The two wanted to say something to Yu Qing, but looking at Baili Xin beside them, they couldn't talk about Wen Xin anymore.
Nanzhu raised his hand and patted Yu Qing's shoulder, "Don't look back when you see the beauty. Look at her dress, she is a woman."
After that, Yu Qing turned his head and looked at Baili Xin, and said calmly: "What's wrong?"
Nanzhu: "I said it's not easy for us to come from Dingyin District. Not only is it a long way, we are not allowed to run around casually. There are people escorting us on the way back and forth. The escorting people should be waiting for us to gather outside. If you have any questions, please hurry up as soon as possible." explain."
Yu Qing: "I have nothing to say, you recruited me here."
Nanzhu became speechless and asked, "Are you sure you want to fight against Chan Shaoting?"
Yu Qing's expression was as calm as dead water, "I don't know, just fight. I've already won."
Seeing him like that, Nanzhu couldn't help but scratch his ears, and finally waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, let's go, let's go."
After greeting Mu Aotie and Baili Xin, they left.
