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Xiaosheng used to be considered to be experienced in many battles, and he boasted of being romantic, but I am a practical person who is clumsy in words. I talk about talking and racing. Compared with you, Ziwei, I still have to bow down...

Just as she was admiring Ziwei's driving skills, Xue Ziwei tugged at the hem of his clothes and looked up at him with her small face:

"Is it possible to give me a letter!"

Chu Tianxing was startled:

"Ziwei, are you serious?"

Xue Ziwei pouted and looked at him:

"You think I'm joking?"

Chu Tianxing was stunned:

"Don't you always drive in the book review section? I thought..."

Xue Ziwei looked serious:

"I swear to Tathagata, I am very serious this time."

"Here, as a Buddhist disciple, you swear to the Tathagata about this, isn't it good?"

"The Tathagata sits in your heart!"

"...This can't be explained in this way, can it?"

"Tian Xing, I am so straightforward as a girl, can you be more straightforward?"

"I don't mind, but I think it's unfair to my other fans."

"Huh? Do you still want to give alms to all fans?"

"Of course not. I have to practice. How can I waste so much time on this matter. What I mean is, we have to be fair to other fans, not just you. Look at those friends in the book review area , Shuhai Laoguo, Jinyi Tianxia, ​​Love is a green holy light, Xiaohu 2215, Dongchangchanghua, they are all my hardcore, then I..."

"Most of the men you said are men! You can't be true..."

"Don't get me wrong, my orientation is absolutely normal."

"Then why are you mentioning those people?"

"I mean something like this."

Chu Tianxing organized the language:

"Ziwei, do you think this is okay, and I will hold a lottery on the Internet after the national competition.

"It is divided into men's and women's groups, and the prizes are divided into four levels: special prize, first prize, second prize, and third prize.

"The first, second and third prizes are the same for the men's group and the women's group. The prizes can be small gifts such as laptops and mobile phones. The special prize for the men's group means that in addition to a laptop computer, you can also personally experience a dragon descent." Eighteen Palms or Destructive Claws...

"Then the special prize for the women's group is..."

Xue Ziwei's face was red, her eyes were watery, and she continued:

"Experience the supernatural powers of flicking fingers, one yang finger, orchids..."

Chu Tianxing coughed twice and interrupted her:

"Don't drive indiscriminately. In short, the female fans who have won the special prize have special rewards. What do you think of this? It not only takes care of fairness, but also satisfies the fans. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

"I don't want it." Xue Ziwei pursed her mouth: "I'm not lucky enough to draw a special prize."

Chu Tianxing looked embarrassed, spread his hands and said:

"But I can't ignore the feelings of other fans and just give you a specialization!"

Xue Ziwei frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly clenched her fists, tapped her palms, and smiled excitedly:

"If you want to be fair, that's okay. Let's hold a Skywalker fan martial arts conference—the editor in charge prohibits participation—the competition is based on competition, so I can win the championship?"

"..." Chu Tianxing was speechless for a while, and was so impressed by her wit.

[Today is more than 2000 words, please get a ticket~! 】

153. Ome lost to the sky?Does not exist【1/3】

When Qin Ling came out of the shower, Xue Ziwei had already left, and Chu Tianxing was sitting on the sofa frowning and thinking.

Looking at the half cup of residual tea on the coffee table, Qin Ling asked:

"Sister Xue has come?"

"Ah."

"What is she here for?"

"Ask for alms."

"For alms? How much do you plan to donate?"

"She hopes that I can donate hundreds of millions"

"Hundreds of millions?" Qin Ling opened her small mouth slightly, her eyes widened:

"Big Sister Xue is too arrogant to speak up, right? How much money do you have in total now? Isn't she embarrassing you?"

"I'm not particularly embarrassed." Chu Tianxing spread his hands:

"The problem is that it feels unfair to other fans."

"Isn't it embarrassing even a few hundred million?" Qin Ling laughed:

"Tian Xing, you haven't won the national championship yet, and your reputation hasn't been realized yet, so you don't have to worry about hundreds of millions?

"It still feels unfair to other fans. Do you still want to send hundreds of millions to each fan?"

Chu Tianxing laughed heartily, got up and touched Qin Ling's head:

"What you said and what I said are not the same thing. Well, I'm going to take a shower."

Holding the bathrobe, humming a song and taking a shower.

Qin Ling was left with a dazed expression: Why is it not the same thing?

At [-]:[-] p.m. the next day, the semi-finals proceeded as scheduled.