The Joy of Rebirth

They have never seen such a manly boy.

Ye Bihuang turned around gracefully, swaying his hair to one side of his face, with a sunny smile on his face: "Guangyao, let's go."

Lee Kuan Yew was also in a daze at the moment. When he heard Ye Bihuang's words, he became hysterical and said quickly: "Yeah..." and then followed Ye Bihuang out of the classroom.

When the two of them walked down the next floor, Lee Kuan Yew's praise reached Class 1 and Grade 4.

"Wow! Brother Huang, you were so handsome just now! So handsome!" Lee Kuan Yew's voice was loud and spread throughout half of the teaching building. Ye Bihuang's head was covered with black lines. He covered his forehead with one hand and had bangs on his forehead.

Gently cover the back of your hands.

"I'm dizzy, please keep your voice down, Guangyao..."

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Generally speaking, there are two ways for Ye Bihuang to go to school. One is to take the bus, which is agreed by Ye Junfeng and Su Yu. The other is to secretly ride a bicycle to school.

The bicycle was redeemed from the mall, and it rides very smoothly. Ye Bihuang likes it very much. However, it would be too weird to use this to go to school every day. At least there are many caring people who have started to wait for Ye Bihuang to show up and use his fast bicycle.

The heroic posture was recorded and then treasured. Ye Bihuang naturally discovered this situation. In order to avoid becoming an Internet celebrity, he could only choose to take the bus.

We can't let him ride a flaming racing car at a turtle speed, right? How early should he get up? At least if he rides a bicycle to school at a normal speed, he may not have enough time to get up at four in the morning.

No, Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew were standing in front of the bus stop sign today, waiting for the bus.

The two families were very close to each other. Since Shana and Ye Bihuang were no longer in the same school, Lee Kuan Yew often went to and from school with Ye Bihuang.

While he was bored, Ye Bihuang looked around at the stop sign.

Suddenly, he saw a lottery ticket sales point at the corner of the road. His eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought that he could also see through things. What would happen if he used it to watch scratch-off tickets or other scratch-off lottery tickets? Ye Bihuang thought of this.

I couldn't hold back my excitement.

He patted Lee Kuan Yew on the shoulder and said: "Kuan Yew, I have something else to do, you go home first."

Lee Kuan Yew looked at the watch on his wrist and said in surprise: "It's already half past six, what else do you have to do?"

Ye Bihuang ran directly outside: "Don't worry about it. This matter has nothing to do with you. Come home quickly. Your father has been saying that you are too late to come home every day these days." As he spoke, Ye Bihuang had already run away. At this time, it happened to be

When the bus arrived at the platform, Lee Kuan Yew stopped taking steps to chase Ye Bihuang. He turned around and followed the flow of people to board the bus, muttering in his mouth.

"Brother Huang is mysterious and mysterious all day long. What's going on with him these days? I'm still waiting for him to explode in studies."

Speaking of which, this guy has always been full of confidence in Ye Bihuang's studies. He has personally seen Ye Bihuang advance from third to last in the class to first in the grade.

Although today is different from the past, high school courses are much more difficult, but for some reason, Lee Kuan Yew still has full confidence in Ye Bihuang.

Perhaps Brother Huang is a person who can create miracles. Lee Kuan Yew sighed in his heart.

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Ye Bihuang walked all the way to the lottery shop at the corner of the road, and stood in the distance scanning around for scratch-off lottery tickets. Even though it was so late, the lottery shop was still bustling with people, and there were many middle-aged men.

Standing in a small store facing the data on the wall

She muttered something. Occasionally, a few women walked in, but most of them called their husbands to go home for dinner. While Ye Bihuang was stunned, he also saw a woman walking out of the lottery shop holding a man by the ear, mouthing whispers.

I don't know what I'm talking about.

Ye Bihuang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He understood the hearts of these middle-aged men very well. He had bought lottery tickets in his previous life. These people were those who had nothing to do in their lives and were not too tired at work, but were unwilling to make progress in life. They always

They dreamed of getting rich overnight, so they started spending money

I put money into the lottery ticket. It didn't seem like much at the moment, a lottery ticket only cost two yuan. But after a long time, I saw the effect. Most of the money was invested, and there were two or three dollars added together.

Thousands, but what can be recovered is only two or three thousand.

This situation has caused this group of people to be like gamblers, stuck here every day, studying the so-called rules and curves of lottery tickets, trying to get back their own costs.

But what they don't know is that good luck will never come to them in their lifetime. They can only contribute to the so-called "public welfare undertakings", and this contribution will become more and more important.

Too big for them to bear.

The owner of the store was a little fat man. He had been staring at Ye Bihuang for a long time. Seeing him standing in front of the store blocking the road in a daze, not knowing why he came here, he immediately shouted: "That boy over there, are you here?"

Are you buying lottery tickets? Don't block my store."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ye Bihuang quickly gave way and said at the same time, "Well, do you have a scratch-off lottery ticket here? I want to buy it."

"You are rich!" The store owner looked disdainful. The reason is very simple. Ye Bihuang's clothes look very ordinary, and the total cost is only two hundred yuan. A person wearing such clothes wants to buy scratch-off tickets? You know

, scratch-off tickets are more expensive than ordinary lottery tickets, one scratch-off ticket is worth ten yuan.

Ye Bihuang smiled slightly and took out three 100-dollar tickets from his trouser pocket, all of which were big red tickets: "Boss, is this enough?"

The face of the little fat boss immediately changed from serious to apologetic: "That's enough, that's enough, of course that's enough. This is the scratch-off card picture." After saying that, he took out a big cardboard box from under the counter, which was all filled with that kind of stuff.

Scratch and redeem lottery tickets.

Ye Bihuang wiped his nose and said, "Boss, can I take a closer look?"

Since he had taken out 300 yuan in one go before, it seemed he still had some money left, and there should be more money in his trouser pockets. Naturally, the little fat boss would not be troubled by the money, and immediately said with a smile: "Please, please...

....”

Ye Bihuang immediately used the scanning function with his eyes to scan the lottery tickets in the box in front of him one by one. He suddenly found a scratch-off ticket worth 500 yuan. He was overjoyed and picked it up directly and said: "Boss, I want this lottery ticket. I'll scratch it first."

If you give me more money, if you win the prize, you won’t have to worry about changing money to each other.”

The little fat man had long been thinking about the money in Ye Bihuang's pocket, so he naturally wanted him to buy more. He nodded and said, "Okay, no problem."

Ye Bihuang directly scratched off the scratch-off ticket. Sure enough, it was five hundred yuan. Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Boss, I am lucky, five hundred. Excluding the lottery money, just give me four hundred and nine."

The little fat guy had a look of shock on his face. The maximum prize for the scratch-off lottery was five thousand yuan. Five hundred was already considered a super high amount. It was a bit incredible that this kid caught one all at once.

"Okay, I'll give you the change right now."

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