Douluo: My system is a bit awkward

Chapter 14 Failed Smuggling
After taking a shower and changing clothes with the wind, after purifying his hands and incense, he sat upright with a serious expression on his face.

"System, start the lottery!"

【OK. 】

A large turntable in the shape of a turntable appeared in my mind, which was engraved with five categories of skills, equipment, items, pets, and random.

This made Suifeng, who was in the first lottery, relieved a lot after seeing it. It's fine without thanking you for your patronage.

I recall that when I was still studying in school, I always thank you for my patronage when buying iced black tea. It is only a legend that I have a bottle of it all the time.

Until one day~ That day was sunny and sunny, cloudless, cloudy and sunny, with light rain in some areas, southeasterly winds of grade [-] to [-], and the air quality was good.

Suifeng, who had just bought iced black tea, glanced at the bottle cap thanking you for your patronage, pouted, and threw it into the trash.

"Hmph, a deceiving thing."

A classmate from the next class also came in to buy water. He had a little impression of this person with the wind. He seemed to be a study committee member. Everyone seemed to call him Qin Shi.

Qin Shi paid two yuan and fifty cents, opened a bottle, and raised his brows.

With a light smile, he said, "You didn't win the lottery either? This thing is a deceiving thing, don't worry about it too much."

"No, I've won the lottery, another bottle," Qin Shi shrugged helplessly.

Suifeng was a little sour: "Hehe, good luck, but this winning rate is really low, it's rare to win once."

Qin Shi, who asked the boss for another bottle, turned his head and smiled at Suifeng, his snow-white teeth looked a little dazzling in the sun: "Oh? Is the winning rate low? It's okay, the boss has won another bottle."

The slightly fat boss took the bottle cap, looked down at it and muttered, "Good luck."

Looking at the smiling Qin Shi with the wind, he didn't know if it was because of his heart. He felt that the smile was filled with an inexplicable taste. He might not have understood it at the time, but after 10 minutes, he understood.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the boss, He Suifeng, and the surrounding classmates, Qin Shi won eighteen bottles in a row.

After opening the last bottle, Qin Shi shook his head and looked at the bottle cap in his hand: "Hey, bad luck, thank you for your patronage."

Hearing this, Suifeng can't help gnashing his teeth, listen to this is human words?Over the years, I have never won one, and this ratio actually hit [-] bottles in a row.

I didn't expect that I, along with someone, would be attacked by the Emperor of Europe today. Even after many years, I still remember the fear of being dominated by the Emperor of Europe.

Qin Shi looked at so much water with some embarrassment, took a sip from the bottle that didn't win the prize in the end, and said helplessly to the surrounding classmates: "Classmates, if you want to drink water, take it, just treat it as my treat."

The surrounding classmates rushed up and thanked Qin Shi with a smile after taking it.

Looking at Qin Shi's leisurely and comfortable footwork, he went back to class leisurely. Before leaving, he looked back at Suifeng and smiled: "Actually, winning the lottery doesn't seem as difficult as you imagined."

The more I think about it, the more I get angry, the more I take a step back, the more I lose. Hmph, just don't take a break.

"Boss, give me a box, that box of iced black tea."

The boss said with a smile: "Okay, Xiaofeng is very atmospheric."

The second-generation rich, the most famous of the school, still knows the owners of the surrounding small shops.

"Thank you for your patronage, thank you for your patronage, and thank you for your patronage again, I'm rubbing it, did that kid open all the winners? Why don't I have a bottle and another bottle?" Suifeng looked at the fat boss in disbelief.

The fat boss shrugged, waved his hands, and tilted his big round head to show that he couldn't help.

Suifeng, who didn't believe in evil, opened another box, still the same result.

Today, October NO.18, cloudy to sunny, with light rain in some areas, southeast wind of force three to four, and good air quality.Incident, smuggling to Europe failed and was moved back to Africa.

Looking at the two boxes of iced black tea on the table, he waved his hand and said to the classmates beside him, "I've packed today's water, you can take whatever you want with the water on the table."

The surrounding classmates held the water with a smile, and said, "Thank you for the water," and so on.

Suifeng left slowly in the eyes of everyone, with a dull and boring footwork, inadvertently showing the Rolex on his hand, and looked down at the time.

He said to himself, "Hey, it's time for class again."

The memory came to an abrupt end, because the system had ended the lottery, and the pointer quietly stayed in the item column.

[The item has been distributed to the backpack, please check it yourself. 】

Sui Feng hurriedly checked his backpack, and in the backpack lay a flute that looked like a white marble forged.I quickly took it out and looked at it carefully. The whole body was snow-white, about 2 feet long, and there were eight holes on the back. Bamboo orchid and autumn chrysanthemum were engraved on it. It looked extremely luxurious and not like ordinary things.

Looking left and right with the wind, there is nothing surprising, so I can't help asking: "System, what's the use of this broken flute?"

[The only feature of this flute is that it is indestructible. 】

"and then?"

[Then it's gone. 】

With a black line on his face, Suifeng said, "Isn't the xiao just used to blow? If it is indestructible, there is a fart, and I don't expect to use it to fight."

[Not only that, but also comes with a flute skill guide, as well as ten famous solo music scores by Xiao. 】

"Thank you so much for that."

After waiting for a month in the lottery, he only got a broken flute. Sure enough, as long as it was a lottery, he was still the same boy he used to be, and there was no change in the slightest.

Forget it, blowing flute is also a kind of craftsmanship. It is used to cultivate sentiments in leisure time, or to put it in a more elegant and refined way, that is, it is also excellent to pretend to be more than presumably.

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On the second day, the daily training was still carried out. This was a comfortable moment when Douluo didn't have a lot of time, because the Douluo Continent did not have such a leisurely time to gradually train and become stronger.

I'm used to wearing a weight-bearing vest on my body, and I feel that my strength has improved a little after a day of exercise.Some shook his head helplessly, he was really a waste, and his progress was so slow.

"Hi, Tang San, long time no see."

"En." Tang San nodded indifferently.

"Don't cry with a sad face? Isn't your father and I still alive and well?" Suifeng said casually.

"Begging for a beating!" Tang San stood up straight, the two stones in his hand formed a meniscus, and shot towards Suifeng in an arc.

Go down with the wind and dodge in a standard iron bridge posture.

Then he teased: "Yo, I haven't seen you for two days. Little San, you are using more and more techniques, and your shooting posture is getting more and more strange."

Although Tang San couldn't make out what it meant, he still felt a little strange. Seeing Suifeng's half-smile expression, he felt that it was not a good word.

With the strange and unpredictable footwork of Gui Yin Lian Zong, he planned to fight meleely, because no matter what technique Tang San used or how he shot, he couldn't hit Sui Feng.

This made Tang San feel a little discouraged. In his previous life and this life, he had practiced a technique close to 35 years old, but he couldn't hit a six-year-old doll. How could Tang San, a genius hidden weapon master, bear it.

Since it's not enough to be an ADC at a distance, let's melee.

Tang San bullied himself up, thinking that he would run away with the wind, and then continued to stand in a stalemate.Unexpectedly, Suifeng was so hard-hearted that he didn't dodge or dodge.

With a smile on Suifeng's face, he looked at Tang San who was rushing forward, raising his hand and snapping his fingers lightly.

"Crack~"

In the air, a blue wind gathered towards Tang San and rushed towards Tang San. Tang San's charge was too fierce, and he didn't expect Sui Feng to counterattack, and he couldn't dodge for a while.

He had no choice but to use the Xuanyu hand, and the Xuanyu hand glowing with white light stood in front of him.

Tang San secretly said: "My life is over~"

It is said that the moment a person dies, he will recall the past events of this life, Tang San couldn't help but think that he was immersed in a hidden weapon in his previous life, and finally fell into a ghostly sorrow.This life has finally passed through, and before the Tang Sect has been carried forward in this continent, is it going to be cold?

Besides, I am proficient in so many hidden weapon techniques of the Tang Sect, and now I don't even have a girlfriend, and my techniques have become useless.I, Tang San, are not reconciled! ! !If there is an afterlife, I just want to talk about a vigorous love.Even if I'm like Ning Caichen, I'll recognize it when a ghost relationship is over! ! !

For a moment, he was overwhelmed with emotion, thinking that Tang San couldn't take care of himself when he was excited.

(End of this chapter)