Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 24

At noon, a piece of news dominated the headlines of all major news in Donghai City.

The mysterious man donated 200 million yuan to Xiangyang Primary School in Chengzhong Village!
Zhang Yang was eating noodles and shredded potatoes at a husband and wife restaurant on the roadside, and the old TV on the wall was broadcasting reporters' interviews with the principal.

"Mr. Principal, do you know this so-called hard-working Mr.?"

The principal shook his head: "I don't know who this generous miserly man is, but in any case, thanks to the donation of Mr. Miserable, our Xiangyang Primary School in the urban village can be trained and operated. Hundreds of students in the school On behalf of all students, I thank you for continuing their education!"

The camera then cut to hundreds of students behind the principal.

"Thank you, Mr. Bitter!"

Zhang Yang almost choked to death with a mouthful of noodles.

"Damn, if I knew the school took this matter so seriously, I would have changed my name to something nicer..."

Watching the cute primary school students thank Mr. Kubi in unison on TV, this scene looks touching and funny.

"Hey, you guys have 200 million. I'm almost penniless now. It's a windfall, and it comes and goes quickly."

Zhang Yang smiled wryly, put 20 yuan on the table, turned and left the restaurant.

Zhang Yang has always been used to being lazy, and after eating his fill, facing the warm sunshine, a burst of tiredness suddenly hit him.

"Whatever it is, one day is one day, the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge, let's go back and sleep first."

Zhang Yang yawned, forgetting all about finding a job to make money, and rushed all the way back to his small hut in the village in the city, and went to take a nap.

Although Zhang Yang didn't have any major activities for the time being, the Zhang Yang Bar suddenly became lively again.

"Who is so generous, Zhang Shou threw out 200 million yuan and donated it to such a dilapidated elementary school."

"Fuck, that's my alma mater, I don't allow you to say that about her!"

"Strange, why do I feel that the 200 million is donated by Zhang Yang?"

"Nonsense, Zhang Yang is just a poor guy, dressed in such tatters, how could he have 200 million?"

"That's not necessarily true. I heard from my friend in the Meixiu community that Zhang Yang seems to have gotten 200 million from Hewei. At first I thought he was blackmailing, but it turned out that he was robbing the rich and helping the poor. I admire it so much." him!"

"Really? From what you said, I feel that Zhang Yang donated the 200 million. The recent incidents happened near the village in the city. Maybe Zhang Yang really donated it?"

The discussion among netizens became more and more intense, but soon, most people reached a consensus that the 200 million donations received by Xiangyang Primary School in Chengzhong Village were most likely inseparable from Zhang Yang.

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Zhang Yang didn't know how long he had slept, but was suddenly awakened by a loud knock on the door.

Getting up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, a few beams of sunlight shot in through the holes in the tattered curtains, it seemed that it was still afternoon.

"Damn, don't be a charter woman to collect rent!"

Zhang Yang counted the money left on his body, and after paying the rent, it was only enough for him to spend for three days.

Zhang Yang, who is used to salted fish, feels dizzy when he thinks that he will have to do all kinds of jobs that he doesn't like in three days.

"Come on, come on, don't knock, this door is not strong, if you knock it down, it's your fault!"

Opening the door, Zhang Yang was thinking about how to ask the charterer to extend his rent for a few more days. Suddenly, a large number of cameras and microphones greeted him, and flashes of light shot in, making Zhang Yang, who was already blinded by the sunlight, blindfolded. I can't even see anything.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang Yang?"

"It's me, aren't you a charter woman?" Zhang Yang said while covering his eyes.

"Mr. Zhang, may I ask if you donated the 200 million yuan to Xiangyang Primary School in Chengzhong Village?"

Zhang Yang suddenly regained his energy. It turned out that a group of reporters had come to praise his great achievements.

Zhang Yang was completely tired at once, with a smile on his face, just about to admit it, when suddenly the voice of the system came from his mind.

"I advise you not to admit it, or you will bring bad luck to yourself."

It was only then that Zhang Yang remembered that the system had reminded him that he could not directly benefit from the 200 million yuan, and the fame he earned would naturally be counted.

Looking up at the crumbling light bulb above his head, Zhang Yang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and denied it: "What 200 million, I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Mr. Zhang, stop being humble. Netizens say that you donated the 200 million yuan under a pseudonym. You live in such a dilapidated house and do such a large amount of charity. Mr. Zhang is really the representative of contemporary young people." A role model!"

"You are the hard-working, and your whole family is hard-working!"

Facing the constant interrogation by the reporters, Zhang Yang always denied it, and finally closed the door unceremoniously, allowing the reporters to make noise outside.

The live broadcast of the interview with Zhang Yang was posted on the Internet. Although Zhang Yang refused to admit it, most netizens thought that Zhang Yang was being modest. After a while, Zhang Yang got a small amount of bad luck.

"I'll go, so I can gain believers?" Zhang Yang said with surprise.

"Maybe they think you really think that you are the reincarnation of the bastard, and it may not be the one who descended to save the world."

"I made it clear that the 200 million yuan has nothing to do with me, but they still insist that I'm that hard worker, won't this bring me bad luck?" Zhang Yang worried.

"It doesn't matter, because this is not controlled by the host's will, so the host will not be backlashed by bad luck."

"That's fine, that's fine."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of another good idea.

"Then I will never admit it when I do similar things in the future, but I just let others know that I did it through insinuation, isn't it beautiful?" Zhang Yang said excitedly.

"Brat, you actually learned how to exploit the loopholes in the system... A child can be taught!"

At the same time, Pang Yunsheng was also watching the live broadcast.

"Bastard!" Pang Yunsheng shattered the wine glass in his hand, and said viciously: "I thought you had some background and influence, even the police couldn't touch you, so you're just a poor ghost!"

Pang Yunsheng snorted coldly, calmed down, and called a subordinate.

"Spread the word out, who can take the life of Zhang Yang, a brat, I will reward him with 2000 million yuan!"

(End of this chapter)