young and wanton

There was an instant burst of cheers from the audience, mixed with sharp whistles, and the atmosphere was immediately pushed to the highest point.

"I go."

Xiao Zhichen heard Wang Zilong muffled, but couldn't tell whether the tone contained disappointment or excitement.

"Let's see who can get our prize! The big screen is rolling!"

The huge screen scrolled, constantly changing numbers.

"I am number 21, please let me get it!"

"Oh, I don't know where I lost my number plate!"

The audience was in a hurry.Wang Zilong also touched his body here and there, and finally found a red crumpled piece of paper in his jacket pocket.

Everyone got a number plate when they registered at the gate, and Wang Zilong squeezed it into a ball when he got it. He didn't even bother to look at the number, so he quickly smoothed it out and looked at it.

Xiao Zhichen saw it. Although Wang Zilong had a completely indifferent expression, he worked harder than anyone else at the critical moment.

At the same time, Brenda on the stage yelled "Stop!" The jumping numbers on the big screen stopped and froze on the number "53".

"53, where is number 53?"

Wang Zitaki glanced at the number plate in his hand, and it read: 35 squarely.

"This is too memorized!" What if it was the other way around?Disappointed, Wang Zilong crumpled the number plate again, looked around, and, like most people, was also looking at the final winner.

The venue was crowded with people, but no one came to the stage to accept the award.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, waiting for the upcoming grand prize winner.

"..." 53?Xiao Zhichen remembered the number plate he had obtained when he signed in at the club entrance, and slowly took out the number plate from his pocket.

I saw a big black number printed on the red piece of paper: 53.

"..." So he won the lottery.

Everyone waited for a while, and seeing that no one came to the stage to accept the award, they began to discuss.

"If you're not here, then you've abstained!"

"Draw it again! Draw it again!"

"I agree!"

So Brenda yelled at the crowd again: "Where is No. 53? If you don't come out, you will be regarded as abstaining."

Xiao Zhichen at the back of the crowd silently raised his hand.

"He's in the back!" Someone shouted, and the eyes of the audience flocked to the back, with doubts, envy, and amazement.

"..." Wang Zilong was also stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while, he turned his head to look at Xiao Zhichen, and asked, "Are you number 53?"

Xiao Zhichen raised the number plate in Yang's hand at him, and nodded.

"Come on, let's let the winners come on stage to give their acceptance speech." Brenda was the first to react. He held up the microphone, standing on the stage just in time to catch a glimpse of Wang Zilong holding Xiao Zhichen's hand, so he yelled into the microphone again He said: "Hey, hey, Master Long, our club is only this big, why are we so tight? We won't get lost."

There was a burst of laughter offstage.

"..." Although it was just a joke, Xiao Zhichen still had the illusion of being surrounded and watched like a monkey.

Wang Zilong suddenly took a step forward and said angrily, "I want an acceptance speech from P, but there is no acceptance speech, so hurry up and give me the prize."

"Oh, that won't work. It's not you who won the lottery. What you say doesn't count."

"Why not? His is mine." Wang Zilong snapped back without blushing.

"..." Brenda felt powerless to refute.