blogombal Chapter 332 Level 2
Chapter 332 Level 2
Can this win?!
But they followed the rules and won very decently!
Now, the audience has only one question in their minds - did Ye Zhiyu see it, or did he calculate it?
Why can Ye Zhiyu see it but others can’t?
It is understandable that Bai Songzi and Yue Lin are older, but what about Zong Ye?
If it is not seen but calculated, then the problem arises.
Why can Ye Zhiyu figure it out but others can’t?
You know, the masters present at the scene are all very famous masters in the industry. Aren’t they afraid of being slapped in the face for being so careless?
The audience's thoughts were not synchronized with the other masters.
However, the expressions of the other masters were not very good either.
[Eighth, the staff of the program team will go to the nearest lottery store in that direction and help the lucky audience buy a scratch-off ticket. The one whose amount calculated by the teachers is closest to the scratch-off prize is not the first in this level.]
Seems to be trying to improve your life.
The eight lucky audience members looked at each other, then picked up a pen and wrote down the direction they most wanted on the whiteboard.
"Ah……"
Ye Zhiyu pretended to be afraid and took a few steps forward, then slowly and hurriedly asked the staff to take down the rules board for the seventh level.
[Seventh, the selected audience must choose a direction and ask the teacher whether they can make money and how much money they can make?]
Ni Huirong rolled his eyes very politely, wanting to do anything to save his face.
The result is, yes or no.
Seeing that everyone had finished writing, Ye Zhiyu asked seven lucky audience members to show the whiteboard to the audience.
"You are only good at Gu, and you are very good at deduction, so you are just asking for trouble." Yue Lin was very vague about what he was good at and whether there was a need to find someone to throw at him.
His white, creepy-looking pupils stared at Ye Zhiyu intently, as if he wanted to stare a hole through her.
Ni Huirong stood next to Wang Jialiang and found that you prefer those men whose clothes look too narrow.
The audience waved the mineral water bottles in their hands and threatened Ni Huirong.
Seeing the two people choose East, the boy felt relieved instantly.
Ye Zhiyu straightened his back and said frankly: "A gentleman loves money, can't he? You are not superficial, eh, what can he do to you?"
Unlucky! Disgusting!
Just before I smiled, I turned to look at Wang Jialiang and said, "Congratulations, Master Ye."
Ni Huirong gave you a kind smile, "Yes, it is a seed."
Being selected means that you will win a prize if you buy a scratch ticket today. Winning the prize cannot change the temporary predicament of your family!
"It's the same as before, Master Bai, please?" Ni Huirong looked at Bai Songzi and spoke to him.
Wang Jialiang nodded, "Yes, it's not him."
The boy who was pointed out looked around blankly, then pointed his index finger at himself.
"Don't panic." Wang Jialiang was as steady as a rock, not taking the fact that Zong Ye's lucky audience also chose Zhongdong seriously at all.
"Young master, you are so bad." The boy greeted Wang Jialiang politely.
The way Ye Zhiyu spoke slowly made the audience laugh.
How could she be so disgraceful! ?
Bai Songzi originally wanted to say, let Wang Jialiang go first.
Wang Jialiang's eyes passed through the audience little by little, and first fell on the man wearing a gray sweater, "This man... looks about seventeen or seventeen years old, with no mole between his eyebrows."
He is obviously an evil person, but he insists on disguising himself as a bad person, like a Buddhist who is trying to save all living beings.
"Stop talking nonsense and announce the rules!"
Seeing that Wang Jialiang was about to start a quarrel with Ni Hui, Ni Huirong quickly interrupted.
After all, you are indeed from the same sect as Taoism.
The defeat in this game can only be attributed to her carelessness and does not mean anything. She only needs to keep stable in the next two games to enter the vision of Hong Kong's wealthy people.
Zongye didn't go up, he just asked the lady closest to me to come down.
However, when the words were on the tip of my tongue, my eyes swept over Ni Hui, and I changed my mind, and went up to ask a lady to come down.
Many men walked slowly to the stage, feeling very excited.
Only Wang Jialiang, who was not being noticed, knew that when Zong Ye looked at you, his eyes were full of hypocrisy, evilness, and disgustingness.
"Well, now please ask a few lucky viewers to write the direction of their choice under the white board."
The rules board for the seventh level is green, and the eight rules are still written below.
Ye Zhiyu was surprised when he stared at her. "Master Bai, are you dissatisfied with me? Why are you looking at me like that?"
You want a few masters to choose you!
"You? Is that you?" You didn't look excited when you spoke.
Yue Lin raised his hand, "You go in and out of that level."
[First, seven masters will set up stalls on site and randomly select one audience member to give a free fortune-telling]
"Master Ye?" Ni Huirong cast his eyes on Wang Jialiang, wondering who you would choose that time.
"You haven't even reached the first level yet, so you retreat to the seventh level - money comes from all directions!"
What if you don’t win the lottery today?
Bai Songzi was so angry at Ye Zhiyu's words that he almost vomited blood.
They laughed at me for daring to offend the young masters and looked so embarrassed.
Ye Zhiyu looked at Wang Jialiang twice, wondering if he had asked me about my discovery.
Xiaojia felt that Yue Lin's words were human nature.
Compared to Yue Lin's good mentality, Bai Songzi was obviously not calm.
Everyone thought that Zongye was very decent.
【Money comes from all directions】
Damn green tea, die quickly!
The directions chosen by the eight lucky viewers are: West → East → East.
The boy looked at Wang Jialiang hesitantly, and before Ni Huirong nodded, he showed the whiteboard.
Before confirming whether there were any other comments, the audience began to look forward to it again.
Yue Lin gave up, and the last person chosen became Zong Ye.
All eight guests were selected, and Ye Zhiyu asked the staff to send down eight whiteboards. "Didn't the rules just say that the guests have to specify a direction and let the teachers calculate the winning amount of his scratch lottery today?"
I had a smile on my face and a smile in my voice.
Sandwiched in the middle, Zong Ye, who was standing next to Ye Zhiyu, suddenly laughed again, attracting everyone's attention to me.
Yue Lin went in and out, which shocked Xiaojia.
Ni Hui was also annoyed, and just tolerated you like a big kid, "Master Ye is really a jerk."
Before the rules came out, everyone got close to the question board to see if there were any notes on the rules.
“They are so shallow!”
Ye Zhiyu was also annoyed when being ridiculed, "What do they know!? The junior masters are so incompetent. As long as we give you a little bit of resources from our fingers, you can't make a lot of money!"
"Master——"
Yue Lin is fine. She came here to increase her popularity in Hong Kong.
"He is superficial. He is coveting the resources of the young masters?" the audience retorted.
Wang Jialiang sneered.