Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 691 A Variety of Tricks

"I'll choose first!"

"I'll choose first!"

"Me first!"

"Me first!"

……

Before they even started scratching the tickets, Ziqiao, Xiaoxian, Zhangwei, Youyou, and Meijia, these "chosen ones," were already arguing about who should start choosing the scratch-off tickets first.

They grabbed each other's wrists, the five of them locked in a tight knot, turning the five of them into a giant braid.

"Oh."

Xiao Hei scoffed at the childish behavior of these guys.

If you're truly a chosen one—like yourself, then even if you just randomly pick a scratch-off ticket, or even if everyone else has already chosen theirs and you're left with ten, there's bound to be one of those ten that will win you a big prize.

Someone as smart, outstanding, and handsome as myself should have this kind of luck.

Do you even know what it means to be destined by fate?

"Stop arguing!"

Seeing this, Nanfeng was quite helpless. He tapped the coffee table and asked the "twisted" figures in front of him, "Does any of you have X-ray vision?"

Zhang Wei and the others were stunned for a moment, then shook their heads.

"Since none of you have X-ray vision, what are you blind people doing here, grabbing things blindly?"

Nanfeng said irritably, "These scratch-off tickets are all the same, can you possibly find anything different about them?"

"Listen to my instructions. Each of you will choose one card at a time, in a cycle from left to right and from right to left. The last ten cards left are mine."

"Any objections?"

"no."

Everyone shook their heads.

"Let's begin then, Yu Mo, you're first."

"it is good."

The five people who were the first to choose – Yu Mo, Yi Fei, Zhan Bo, Wan Yu, and Guang Gu – weren’t very interested in scratch-off lottery tickets; they just casually picked up the top one.

Youyou clasped her hands together and murmured to herself in the air around her.

"God help me, I'll kill him in one shot!"

Youyou carefully and cautiously took a scratch card from the middle.

"Oh."

Ziqiao smiled dismissively: "Auntie, if you're into metaphysics, then don't blame me for being a head older than you."

Youyou glanced at Ziqiao: "You're a head older than me, can you find any more profound mysteries than God himself?"

"Then you'll just have to watch!"

Ziqiao sat up straight, got into position, closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands together in utmost devotion, and his prayers erupted like a volcanic eruption.

"May God bless us, may God bless us, may Guan Yu bless us, may Buddha bless us, may the Jade Emperor bless us, may the Virgin Mary bless us, may the Lord in Yellow Robes bless us, may Zeus bless us, may Thor bless us..."

Zi Qiao rattled off a variety of divine names like a machine gun, each name seemingly transformed into text with different special effects and halos, overwhelming the astonished crowd with the force of a landslide and tsunami.

……

Three minutes later.

"Quetzalcoatl, Cthulhu, Obelisk, Venus, the Monkey King, Athena, Ox-Head and Horse-Face..."

As Zi Qiao rattled off a string of divine names, everyone stared wide-eyed, their vision blurring.

……

Six minutes later.

"Little Drill Wind, Benboerba, Nine-Headed Insect, Medusa, Rascal Snake, Balala the Fairies..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Yifei finally snapped and roared, "I can tolerate everything else, but what the hell are 'Snake Rascal' and 'Balala the Fairies'?!"

Are they gods?

"ah!!!"

Amidst Yifei's shouts, Ziqiao opened his eyes and replied nonchalantly, "No matter who they are, there's always more gods than gods."

He looked at Youyou with a grin: "How about it, Auntie? Am I a head older than you now, all these things combined?"

Covering her ears, Youyou gritted her teeth and growled, "You're not just a head bigger than me, you're making my whole head spin!"

Ziqiao grinned and said, "Don't worry, you're my dearest aunt. If I ever win the lottery, I'll never forget you."

He said, drawing a scratch-off ticket based on his intuition: "Gods help me! I have a feeling this scratch-off ticket will have the highest prize of all!"

"cut."

Meijia retorted sarcastically, "As the saying goes, 'Don't trouble two masters with one matter.'"

"Lu Ziqiao, your hodgepodge of praying to gods and Buddhas is absolutely useless."

"If you ask me, you'll have to see what I say."

Ziqiao scoffed, "You? You don't actually believe that fools are lucky, do you?"

"screw you!"

Meijia took out her phone and proudly showed it to everyone.

Everyone stared at the little wooden fish on Meijia's phone screen, and question marks popped into their heads.

"This is……"

"This is an electronic wooden fish."

Meijia happily pressed her phone against her chest, seemingly already envisioning the wonderful life she would have in the form of winning the 500,000 yuan prize.

"As the saying goes, striking an electronic wooden fish is a way to accumulate cyber merit."

"I've accumulated so much merit, now is the time to use it."

Immediately, Mika cleared the total count of the electronic wooden fish software, pulled out a scratch card, and shouted loudly.

"I! Want! To! Be! Rich! Woman!"

"Forehead……"

Seeing Meijia's excited expression, everyone couldn't help but exchange glances.

Meijia doesn't actually believe that the saying "striking an electronic wooden fish accumulates cyber merit" is true, does she?

"My turn, my turn."

Xiao Xian licked his lips excitedly, and silently took out his phone from his pocket.

Yifei glanced at Xiaoxian and asked, "Zeng Xiaoxian, do you also like to play the electronic wooden fish?"

"Of course not, I'm just not good at making choices, and I want to leave everything to fate."

Zeng Xiaoxian said into his phone, "Hey, Siri!"

"I am here."

Please give me a number between one and one hundred and forty.

One hundred and thirty-eight.

"very good."

Zeng Xiaoxian put down his phone and confidently began counting the scratch-off lottery tickets: "One, two, three, four..."

Zhanbo said embarrassedly, "Teacher Zeng, eight scratch cards have already been drawn from this stack. Even if you count until tonight, there will only be one hundred and thirty-two left."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian panicked: "What should we do? It won't work if we try again."

"You're so stupid!"

Yifei pulled out the third-to-last scratch-off ticket and slammed it down in front of Zeng Xiaoxian with a fierce expression: "This is your 138. Next!"

Curry Sauce and Sadako casually pulled out their tickets, while Little Black slapped the thick stack of scratch cards hard.

He smirked and said in an extremely arrogant tone, "It's finally my turn. Today I'll show you what true destiny is all about!"

As soon as Xiao Hei finished speaking, everyone saw him throw more than a hundred scratch-off lottery tickets into the air with all his might.

Scratch-off lottery tickets fell like snowflakes, and Xiao Hei gracefully reached out and caught the first one that landed on him.

"This is it!"

He straightened his hair and said confidently, "This is definitely the one. I'm not afraid to tell you, I've never lost a contest of luck!"

"Yeah?"

Everyone stared at Xiao Hei with hostile eyes, and their shouts startled Xiao Hei.

"Pick that up!!!"

"Oh……"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiao Hei hurriedly bent down and picked up the scratch-off tickets one by one.

The more arrogant he was just now, the more pathetic he looked as he bent down to pick up the scratch-off lottery ticket.

Nanfeng sighed deeply: "It's clear that some of you are truly skilled; you managed to cause so much trouble just by picking a scratch-off lottery ticket."

He turned to look at Zhang Wei, his voice tinged with trepidation and a hint of pleading, and asked, "Zhang Wei, you don't seem to have any more tricks up your sleeve, do you?"

Zhang Wei confidently declared, "Just kidding, I wouldn't get involved in that kind of nonsense."

Nanfeng blinked: "Then why don't you just randomly draw one now?"

Zhang Wei replied matter-of-factly, "It's just that Xiao Hei hasn't finished sorting all the scratch-off tickets yet. I'm waiting for him to finish before I choose."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng's ears twitched involuntarily; he seemed to hear an ominous echo.

Is Zhang Wei going to dawdle for six minutes like Zi Qiao before finally choosing a card?

……

After Xiao Hei cleaned up all the scratch-off lottery tickets scattered on the floor, Zhang Wei stared at the scratch-off tickets on the coffee table for a full five minutes.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Zhang Wei slowly reached for the top scratch-off ticket.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Wei suddenly stopped.

He stroked his chin, staring intently at the scratch-off lottery ticket in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Wei wasn't looking at the scratch-off lottery tickets, but at the 50,000 yuan he had missed out on.

"No, I need to think about it again."

"ah!!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately wailed in despair.

……

Five minutes later, even the most impatient Ziqiao couldn't help but urge Zhang Wei on.

"Brother, it's been ten minutes, have you made your choice yet?"

Zhang Wei didn't even look at Zi Qiao. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Five minutes, just give me five more minutes."

The group exchanged glances and could only sigh helplessly.

……

Half an hour later.

Zhang Wei was still staring at the scratch-off lottery tickets on the coffee table, unsure of what differences his mortal eyes could discern from the more than 120 tickets.

Apart from Zhang Wei, everyone else leaned back on the sofa listlessly, their eyes filled with indifference towards life.

"Zhang Wei!"

The hot-tempered Yifei couldn't take it anymore. She slapped her thigh and yelled at Zhang Wei, "Are you done yet?!"

"It'll be ready soon, almost there."

Zhang Wei repeated the same answer he had given countless times: "Give me five more minutes."

"you!"

Yifei was about to lash out when Nanfeng stopped her.

Nanfeng whispered, "Please be understanding, please be understanding. Zhang Wei was just provoked by that 50,000 yuan scratch card."

"Let him choose carefully again, it's okay."

"But……"

"You...I...he...oh dear!"

Yifei's face was full of impatience. She clenched her fists and then relaxed them, relaxed them and then clenched them again. In the end, she stomped her feet in frustration.

"So annoying!"

(End of this chapter)