I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

"A pack of paper towels! Next one!"

Ten packs of tissue paper in a row made the remaining people even more excited.

"The probability has suddenly increased!" Li Shuqin slapped Zheng Jingping on the thigh.

"If you're excited, pat your own thigh, don't pat mine!" Zheng Jingping hissed in pain.

"Oh, I'm so excited." Li Shuqin stared at the stage closely.

"Actually, the probability is the same." Hu Zhiyun analyzed, "Everyone has the same probability of winning the big prize."

"But now there are more consolation prizes drawn, and the overall number has become smaller. The number of grand prizes remains unchanged, and the probability has relatively increased." Zixin analyzed it carefully, "So we have high hopes."

"Okay, our second prize has been won!" Ah Hui picked up the note in Xiao Yuan's hand, "Congratulations to Xiao Yuan, for winning the hair salon recharge card!"

Madoka sighed. She didn't need this recharge card. She wasn't a little idol, but it was much better than drawing paper. After thinking about it, she happily accepted it.

Next, another series of paper draws made Li Shuqin even more excited.

Jiang Chuwei suddenly felt a chill. She remembered something super disgusting. At this moment, she was more afraid of getting this than the grand prize.

Wei Youfang came on stage. She scratched left and right. Every note was the same, but she just wanted to pick more.

Okay, let’s pick, here’s the problem!

"Let us congratulate Wei Youfang!" Ah Hui couldn't hide her smile at this moment, "for drawing the hidden grand prize!"

Wei Youfang's eyes flickered, thinking it was some particularly good award, and he turned to A Hui.

"Hidden grand prize! Have dinner with Xu, talk about career plans, and bring a companion!"

After Ah Huinian came out, the whole audience burst into laughter, clapped and cheered: "Okay!"

Xu Zheng has left now, so everyone doesn't need to flatter him against his will, so they are all booing now.

Jiang Chuwei finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was not active in getting the lottery numbers before, but this time he rushed forward to get them, so the numbers were different from those before his rebirth.

When this "hidden money" was opened, Li Shuqin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better to just draw a piece of paper. Fortunately, my number is at the back."

Finally, it was Li Shuqin's turn. She put her hands together and closed her eyes. That's it!

"Congratulations! The consolation prize!" Sister Ah Hui was very enthusiastic about the emotional value. No matter what the prize was, she was very enthusiastic.

Li Shuqin came back with a pack of toilet paper: "Hey, what!"

Jiang Chuwei patted Li Shuqin on the shoulder: "I'll try it!"

Jiang Chuwei walked onto the stage, calm and collected, and carefully glanced at the note in the box. She remembered that the one Ning Xinyuan grabbed seemed to be the one on the left.

Just this one!

"Consolation prize!" Ah Hui's full emotion made Jiang Chuwei feel cold.

Could it be Ning Xinyuan again?

After Jiang Chuwei came down, he looked at the drawing papers and was very angry. Some people had already gone back. They didn't win the big prize, so they naturally left. After all, it was only a few kilometers away from the dormitory, and it would cost four people to carpool. Not much money. She had to see who it was!

Ning Xinyuan was No. 35. After she came on stage, she grabbed it casually.

"Ah! Tonight! The biggest award! It's out!" Sister Ah Hui's voice became louder, "Let us congratulate Ning Xinyuan!"

Ning Xinyuan was stunned, her mouth was wide open and she didn't know how to close it, she couldn't suppress her smile.

"How lucky!" Li Shuqin said sourly.

As soon as Ning Xinyuan took the stage, she was surrounded by members of Team D.

"Xinyuan, lend me to play for two days!"

"Xinyuan, I want to play Plants vs. Zombies, give me the next one!"

Jiang Chuwei also went over to join in the fun, but she wasn't here to borrow an iPad.

"Xinyuan, can we take a photo together?" Jiang Chuwei looked pious.

"Okay." Ning Xinyuan greeted Hu Yichen, "Yichen, take a photo of us two! Chu Wei, send me a photo later too."

Hu Yichen used Jiang Chuwei's mobile phone and took a photo: "Oh, okay."

Hu Yichen's photos were really careless, and the photos were a bit blurry.

Jiang Chu thanked her slightly, sent it to Ning Xinyuan, and collected it by the way.

It turns out that the god of luck will win the grand prize no matter what the order of the draw is? ? ?

Since Ning Xinyuan is the god of luck, then take a photo of yourself and take it out to say goodbye at any time. Maybe something good will happen.

Jiang Chuwei no longer cares about who gets the third prize. After all, she has no use for theater promotions.

After the annual meeting, Li Shuqin accompanied Jiang Chuwei to sort out the clothes in the closet.

"Keep a few pieces, otherwise, someone will be overly concerned." Li Shuqin reminded.

"Yes, what you said makes sense. After all, for the Lantern Festival performance, the excuse I have prepared for the time being is to ask for leave, not to quit the group." Jiang Chuwei nodded and put a few clothes that he didn't wear often back into the closet.

"It's okay. If you find a new house, I'll just mail it to you. You don't have to take it all away at once." Li Shuqin pointed to Jiang Chuwei's pots and pans, "But do you still have these?"

Jiang Chuwei shook his head: "It's too troublesome, just buy a new one. If you don't use it, just give it to other members."

Li Shuqin disapproved: "Besides you, there are not many people who can cook."

Jiang Chuwei usually has the habit of sending home the items she receives, so she doesn't have a lot of things in the dormitory. This time she brought a large suitcase, which was enough.

No one sent the EMU. This is the result that the management team has repeatedly emphasized: it is a private trip and it is not inconvenient to disturb.

After leaving Chengdu, Jiang Chuwei felt a little complicated. He should come again after the year, but when he comes again, he will not be a member of CD Girls.

On the twenty-seventh of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Hongmei was very busy. It was the busiest time in the supermarket and she couldn't leave, so Jiang Chuwei was the only one at home.

Wang Huiye urgently went to get her hair cut, washed and permed. She originally wanted to wait until after the New Year, but her uncle said to her as soon as they met:

My hair is so long, I need to cut it quickly! It would be bad for my uncle to have his hair cut in the first month.

The uncle even called Jiang Chuwei. After learning that Jiang Chuwei had just finished her hair style, he praised her approvingly: "We, Chu Wei, are sensible!"

Jiang Chuwei was lying on the bed, feeling comfortable.

A phone call made her a little irritable again:

Jiang Heng asked her to spend the New Year with her grandma.

This. . .

Jiang Chuwei just understood Jiang Heng and tried to reconcile with Jiang Heng, but she didn't promise him that he must live in harmony with this so-called grandma?

After all, Jiang Heng said in a pleading tone, Jiang Chu sighed slightly and reluctantly agreed to the compromise suggestion:

Let’s have a meal tomorrow at noon, the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

This matter had to be kept hidden from Zhang Hongmei. Seeing that the so-called grandma is about to die, please give her some face.