novelraw #190 - Chapter 190 Shui Bingbing
#190 - Chapter 190 Shui Bingbing
“Yeah, why is that?”
Qi Jing didn't understand why he received this golden ticket.
Hadn't he already taken a photo with [Mr. Handsome]?
Could it be that his luck was really that good?
No.
If the 5,000 blue tickets were randomly selected, then these twenty golden tickets must have conditions attached.
There must be something different about these twenty people.
But he wouldn't know until he saw them.
“Damn it! Qi Jing, you've got dog-shit luck! Your golden name looks so cool! Why isn't it me!”
Yan Cheng clutched the golden ticket with Qi Jing's name engraved on it, beating his head and stamping his feet.
Miao Kui comforted him: “There are more, there are more, don't worry, the next golden one will be yours.”
Only half of [Mr. Handsome]'s tickets had been given out; the other half were still floating around his legs.
A long time passed.
Finally, a blue ticket flew towards them.
“Blue? That's fine, Brother Yan, I'm not picky.”
Yan Cheng reached out his hand as before, wanting to grab the second ticket.
But just like before, it skillfully bypassed Yan Cheng and flew in front of Miao Kui.
“No, why?!”
Yan Cheng stared with wide eyes, as if trying to see what kind of lucky aura Miao Kui possessed.
“Is my luck really that bad?”
“It's okay, I didn't get one either.”
Song Jiang patted Yan Cheng on the shoulder.
Yan Cheng glared at him: “Your luck has always been bad, it's not the same as me.”
Song Jiang questioned: “Where is my luck bad?”
“You still don't admit it? You always hit the pity system in those games. When I saw your string of red records, I knew you were someone abandoned by the goddess of luck.”
Song Jiang had the worst luck in every game he played; even with a 95% drop rate, he still wouldn't get the item.
There was even a game with no pity system, and Song Jiang stubbornly drew over three hundred times without getting the item.
Yan Cheng had laughed at him for a long time for the title of “Super Unlucky African”.
“Tch, your wild boar's luck isn't that great either.” Song Jiang retorted.
“What's wrong with the wild boar? The wild boar is still a bit of meat, and it smells good.”
“Have you even eaten it?”
Ignoring the two people arguing, Qi Jing walked to the rooftop and listened attentively to what [Mr. Handsome] would say next.
“In half an hour, those who received the golden tickets, please come to the principal's office. I'll be waiting here for you to take a group photo~”
After speaking, the giant projection in the sky waved his hand, then snatched a red cloth from somewhere, lifted it up, and disappeared.
“What a cool exit!”
“[Mr. Handsome], don't go, I want an autograph!”
“I haven't received my ticket yet! Ah! Ah!”
“So handsome!”
......
“It's over, let's go down.”
“Xiao Bai! Let's go!”
Song Jiang called out to the white dog cloud floating in the sky, then made it bigger.
Everyone stepped on it, riding it from the rooftop to the ground below.
Song Jiang said triumphantly: “How is it, better than your wild boar, right?”
“Tch, still has to be stepped on by me.” Yan Cheng was very disdainful.
“Oh, you dare to be arrogant? Be careful I'll have Xiao Bai throw you off.”
“I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare, Brother Song, I was wrong, I won't be arrogant again.”
Hearing Song Jiang say this, the white dog cloud deliberately thinned the area where Yan Cheng was standing, scaring Yan Cheng into immediately grabbing Song Jiang's clothes and begging for mercy.
“I'm leaving first, there will be another group photo in a while~”
Qi Jing spread his wings and flew into the sky.
Miao Kui reminded him: “Go, there are so many people, hold onto your ticket tightly, be careful it gets snatched.”
“Don't worry, it's very safe.”
For Qi Jing, there was no place safer than his sleeve space.
He just didn't know if the items in his space would drop out after he died.
If they did, then he would really become a monster in a game that dropped treasures when killed.
Qi Jing flew in the air, and below the clock tower, it was densely packed with people.
Although [Mr. Handsome] had left, they were still unwilling to leave, because [Mr. Handsome]'s wife, “Flower Goddess,” was still here to give them autographs and distribute some flowers.
“Hello, classmate.”
“Hello~”
There were other people in the academy who could fly. A boy with a bright smile flew over from the opposite side and greeted Qi Jing, who returned the greeting.
“Your wings are so cool!”
“I'm cool too!”
“I'm not bad either~”
Every time he flew, he felt very good, like a free bird, free from the constraints of gravity.
The bird flew from the branch of a locust tree to the branch of another peach tree.
He landed in the small park below the girls' dormitory, where Tan Zuoyin was waiting for him.
“Look, this is my golden ticket!”
“I have them too, I have a lot of them.”
Tan Zuoyin took out a dozen tickets from her pocket as if unwilling to lose, and waved them twice.
She gave three to her roommates, Qi Jing's dormitory also used four, and Si Kong Yaoyao also wanted two.
The rest would be given to their families when the concert started.
Qi Jing pointed to his name on the golden ticket:
“I'm going to take a group photo now.”
“Tch, go if you want, as if anyone cares.” Tan Zuoyin pouted.
“Really don't care?”
“Really.”
“Then I'm leaving.”
“Go.”
Then Qi Jing spread his wings and flew into the sky, even turning his head to wave goodbye to her:
“Bye bye~”
......
When Qi Jing flew to the sky above the principal's office building and wanted to land, he found that there was no place to land.
This office building was surrounded by [Mr. Handsome]'s fanatical fans, and even the walls were covered with people.
Suddenly, a classical single door frame appeared in front of Qi Jing, with a vortex of blue and black swirling in the middle.
Without guessing, he knew it was a teleportation gate.
Is this how a teleportation gate should look?
“Student Qi Jing, come in.”
A deep male voice came from inside the door.
Putting away his wings, Qi Jing stepped inside.
After a burst of dizziness, Qi Jing opened his eyes and saw an ordinary round table office.
[Mr. Handsome] Yu Ding and the principal of their Yiling Academy C Campus were sitting on the other side.
The principal had spoken during military training, so Qi Jing recognized his signature big forehead.
The teleportation gate just now should be his ability.
But there was no one else at the table, so it seemed he was the first.
“Sit down.”
Principal Shui Bingbing saw that this student had been staring at them after coming in, so he told him to take a seat first.
“Little classmate Qi, we meet again, good afternoon.”
“This is the talented student you mentioned, which class are you in?” Shui Bingbing said to Yu Ding, then turned his head to ask Qi Jing.
Qi Jing replied: “Hello, Principal, I am from Class 3101 of the Special Branch.”
Shui Bingbing smiled: “Oh, Cen Xi's class, she must have told you a lot about fighting.”
“It's okay, it's okay.”
Qi Jing nodded lightly. Although Teacher Cen Xi usually spent at least half a class talking about fighting, he still had to give her some face when he was out.
“Cen Xi's student, then you must like fighting.”
Yu Ding said with a smile:
“Are you brave? Don't be afraid if you see something bloody later~”