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    ?With the good luck given by Liang Yu, Zheng Yimian followed everyone to draw lots in the afternoon.

    Sixteen contestants gathered in the hall, Zheng Yimian just glanced back and found a familiar face.

    She was thinking about whether she had admitted the wrong person, but in the next second, someone greeted her, confirming her guess.

    "Hi, Yaoyao."

    Ke Yao felt Zheng Yimian's gaze, and was taken aback when she found her.

    At this time, someone recognized Zheng Yimian.

    The person in the green coat stood in front of Zheng Yimian, and asked in disbelief: "God, I seem to have seen you in the live broadcastExcuse me, are you a painter's pajamas?"

    After a pause, Zheng Yimian nodded.

    "Really," the girl's eyes lit up, "Are you also in college? Where are you from?"

    "W big."

    The girl in the green coat rubbed her arms and laughed, "Everyone is so good, it makes me look like a salted fish."

    After chatting for a few words, everyone entered the backcourt and began to draw lots.

    The first draw is in the order of numbers.

    There are numbers one to sixteen in the number, and later they will rely on this order to draw the final proposition.

    Zheng Yimian drew number 16.

    Her birthday is on the sixteenth, so she has drawn a lucky number.

    After drawing, everyone stood in a row in the order of one to sixteen.

    Ke Yao drew the fifteenth and Zheng Yimian the sixteenth.

    Zheng Yimian stood behind Ke Yao.

    ? At the beginning, when the proposition was drawn, the atmosphere was a bit tense, and no one spoke. In the huge hall, only the staff and their breathing were left.

    The first person reached out, took out his choice from the box, opened it, took a look, and stepped aside.

    For the second, thirdtenth, everyone took out their propositions one after another and stood aside to discuss in low voices.

    "What did you get?"

    "Cicada. What about you?"

    "I got the moon."

    "I got the radio My mother, are the propositions so simple and difficult to draw this time?"

    Immediately afterwards, No. 13 and 14 also finished picking up their things and stepped aside.

    The more everyone discusses, the more heated it is.

    "Damn it, she won the New Year's picture, this is a good drawing!"

    "I won the pen."

    "The pen is also very easy to draw. I draw a memo. Fortunately, it's not too difficult"

    Everyone was gradually attracted by the discussion, Zheng Yimian was behind, and saw Ke Yao reach into the wooden box and pull out a white note.

    She unfolded it and took a look, then quickly took the note into her palm, and put her hand into the wooden box.

    Taking advantage of the time when everyone didn't turn their attention to Ke Yao, Ke Yao quickly weighed the pros and cons in her mind-she drew the "umbrella", is she sure she can draw this theme well?  If you think it¡¯s not possible, then immediately let go of the one in your hand and change it. Will it be easier to grasp than the ¡°umbrella¡±?

    There were only two notes left in it, no matter which one she chose, it made her palms feel hot.

    ? When the discussion gradually subsided, everyone turned their attention to Ke Yao.

    "Huh? Ke Yao, haven't you chosen yet?"

    "I chose, I chose," Ke Yao let go of the note in his hand, determined not to waste this second chance to make a choice, and found the one he had never touched before in the box, "I choose this one."

    When Ke Yao took the note and spread it out to read, she breathed a sigh of relief.

    Someone asked: "What did you choose?"

    Ke Yao: "Bowl."

    In any case, bowls are simpler than umbrellas.

    "Okay, Mianmian, get your proposition quickly."

    Zheng Yimian nodded, took out the proposition paper without any suspense, unfolded it and glanced at it.

    The roommate who lived with me leaned over: "What's yours?"

    Zheng Yimian pursed her lips: "Umbrella."

    "It's a bit difficult" Su You said, "It feels like yours is a little more roundabout than mine."

    Zheng Yimian smiled: "It doesn't matter whether it's easy or difficult, if you choose it, you have to draw it, it's okay."

    "Yeah," Su You said, "Anyway, I believe you can draw well."

    Zheng Yimian didn't speak, but looked down at the proposition paper in his hand.

    ? Ke Yao rubbed it too many times, the edge of the paper was slightly wrinkled, and the whole paper?I was about to run back, and grabbed his collar quickly with sharp eyesight and grasped him.

    Liang Yu held him by the collar, turned him around easily, let go, and put his hands on his shoulders to apply a little force.

    Liang Yu's voice was light, but his displeasure was obvious. He pointed at the bear boy and pointed to a tree not far away: "Hey, apologize to my sister immediately, or my brother will hang you on the branch of the tallest tree."  superior."

    The bear boy was so frightened now, he said tremblingly, "Sister, I'm sorry"

    "Not sincere enough, try again."

    "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my sister is sorry."

    "Do you still dare in the future?" Liang Yu bit his voice and asked word by word.

    "Not anymore¡­¡­"

    Only then did Liang Yu let go of his hand, watching the man run away in a hurry.

    Zheng Yimian sighed and shook his head almost invisibly.

    Liang Yu carried her bag, took out a tissue from her bag, bowed his head and said, "Turn around, I'll wipe it for you."

    She turned around obediently, just facing the railing, and she held on to it.

    The breeze came slowly, blowing the hem of her skirt, Zheng Yimian was unprepared, suddenly his slightly cold fingertips touched the hollow of her leg, instantly softened, and she trembled suddenly

    The texture of the paper towel is soft, but it feels rough when rubbed. Zheng Yimian's legs are a little hot and spicy.

    After a while, his voice came from behind, sticking to an indistinct smile.

    "What are you doing so tightly?"

    "Open it a little, there is a little more beside it, I can't wipe it off." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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