Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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After a morning of training, a layer of sweat appeared on Yang Ming's body, soaking the whole clothes.

After returning to the dormitory to take a hot bath and change into a set of fresh and clean clothes, Yang Mingcai came to the dining hall of Shrek Academy.

It is said that it is a canteen, but in fact it is also a farmhouse. The whole wooden structure looks very simple, but the internal space is relatively spacious and can accommodate nearly a hundred people at the same time.

However, Shrek Academy now has more teachers than students, and the whole cafeteria is very empty.

Yang Ming ordered a millet porridge, two round big steamed buns, and a small dish of radish with sauce. They put them on the tray and walked towards Tang San Xiaowu's seat.

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong sat side by side, because the two women had a tickle battle in the girls’ dormitory before. At this time, the red tide on their faces had not subsided. The melon face was red, like ripe lychees, which was very attractive. .

Seeing Yang Ming approaching, the two women avoided their sights at the same time, their eyes flickering.

"how?"

Perceiving a difference, Yang Ming and Tang San sat down side by side and said:

"You two have a fever, and your faces are so red?"

The two women said in unison: "Why!"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong looked at each other, hummed their nostrils and turned away.

It seems that the two women are having a little emotion.

Yang Ming turned to ask Tang San, and asked:

"What's wrong with them?"

Tang San shrugged and said:

"God knows."

Yang Ming is not the kind of gossip character who likes to find the roots, so he simply lowers his head and bites the big steamed bun.

Although the food is a bit rudimentary, the steamed bun is made fluffy and soft, white and soft, without denting at all, and the portion is sufficient. One steamed bun is the size of an adult's fist, and eating two steamed buns is enough to eliminate hunger. sense.

Occasionally add radish with sauce, the taste is salty and spicy, the taste is refreshing, very good.

Finally, drink a bowl of warm millet porridge with sugar, which is sweet, sticky, and very comfortable. It instantly reduces the bloating caused by steamed buns.

Ning Rongrong has been paying attention to Yang Ming, and said in his heart:

"Does Yang Ming like that type of girl?"

Ning Rongrong looked down at his capital, feeling a little discouraged.

Even if she has always eaten very nutritiously, after all, she is only a twelve-year-old girl, and she has not developed well yet.

"When, when, when..."

At this moment, there was a ringing sound outside the cafeteria.

Dai Mubai walked over from the dining table next door and said:

"This is the bell for the dean to summon us, Fatty, you go to the big playground first, and I'll call others."

Yang Ming hurriedly finished the rest of the breakfast, returned the tray, and followed everyone to the playground.

It is said to be a large playground, but in fact it is a leveled open space, about the size of a football field.

At this point, two have already come first.

Oscar shaved off his beard, revealing his handsome face.

The peach blossom eye socket is deep, giving people a deep feeling, the face is like a crown jade, handsome and harmonious, with moderately thick eyebrows, and a cynical smile on his face. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a suave nobleman.

At this moment, he gnawed the sausage he made in one hand and yawned. He looked like a pair of peachy eyes and sleepy eyes, which made people wonder if he was flying all night last night.

Although Ma Junhong only had a relationship with Yang Ming, the impression of being slapped into the ground by Yang Ming was very impressive, and it is still a nightmare that he must have every night.139 reading network www.139ds.com

When seeing Yang Ming, Ma Junhong was close to Oscar subconsciously, almost hiding behind him.

However, Oscar would obviously be wrong, thinking that Ma Junhong was on the top of the evil fire, and was about to use him to vent the fire. Seeing Ma Junhong always rubbing himself against him, he shuddered all over.

It's horrible to know men and go up!

Oscar hurriedly pushed Ma Junhong away, and raised his hand in disgust, saying:

"Fatty, as far as the mind is, just roll me away."

"Brother, don't do this!" Seeing Yang Ming getting closer, Ma Junhong didn't dare to face Yang Ming alone, and came up with a crappy reason to approach Oscar. "Brother, I miss your big sausage."

Oscar looked at Ma Junhong's abnormal behavior today, and suddenly the chrysanthemum tightened.

Damn it!

I take you as a brother, you actually want to be on me?

Ma Junhong went further and Oscar took a step back.

It seemed that the two of them were dancing cha-cha.

Seeing that they were so weird, Yang Ming couldn't help but smiled and said:

"Why are you wearing Pinru clothes?"

Although Ma Junhong and Oscar didn't understand what this meant, they obviously knew that it was not a good thing to look at Yang Ming's playful gaze.

The two hurriedly stopped and separated from each other for a certain distance.

At this moment, the system prompt sounded in Yang Ming's ears:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for telling the classic lines of the temptation to go home and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Will you start the lottery roulette?"

"no!"

In addition to the lucky draw this time, Yang Ming also won another lucky draw last night.

That is the sentence:

I am not a hero, I am unparalleled, I am a badass, infinitely arrogant.

"Congratulations to the host for telling how the bad guys made the classic lines and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Will you start the lottery roulette?"

Yang Ming retained both of the lucky draw opportunities.

Because these two lines correspond to the low martial arts world, there is nothing worth drawing.

It's better to keep them all and wait for the next big thing.

As Yang Ming was thinking about it, Dai Mubai rushed over with Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing remained the same, with a cold look, but he nodded slightly to Yang Ming and others, even if he said hello.

In a short while, a middle-aged man walked over from the other direction of the playground.

The visitor looked like he was about fifty years old, with a strong build, a distinctive face, a slightly protruding chin, a wide hip bone, a flat face, and a hooked nose, just like the sole of a shoe.

He wears a pair of black-rimmed crystal glasses on his face, the frame is rigid and square, and his eyes are clearly closed, but it gives people a cunning feeling.

"Isn't this the profiteer uncle?" Xiao Wu asked in surprise.

Although Yang Ming had already revealed that Flanders was the Dean of Shrek Academy on the same day, Xiao Wu preferred to call Flanders a profiteer.

Flander seemed to have no body weight, floating lightly in front of everyone, with a somewhat magnetic hoarse voice, and said:

"This year is very good. We have five more little monsters. I, Dean Flander of Shrek Academy, welcome you on behalf of the Academy."

Just when everyone thought that today was just an ordinary introduction, Flanders changed his voice:

"I experienced something yesterday, so some changes will be made in the next course."