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"Now we begin the selection of lucky players. When Xiao Yue counts one, two, three—what?! It's already over? I didn't even start..."
"Brother—" Li Qianxia opened her eyes and threw herself at her brother.
Whenever she was bullied and mocked as a child (with no parents), that was what she did, flinging herself into Li Changzhou's arms, and then he would scold her, "No crying!"
She was selected, and so was Yang Qinglan.
Li Changzhou's face was somber; he had a black identity card and a white identity card, double the odds of an average player, yet he still wasn't chosen.
In the past, Li Qianxia's luck had always been better than his; she even won a tablet, a suitcase, and a semester's subscription to Tencent Video at the start of her freshman year in a microblog giveaway.
Of course, Li Changzhou would never admit that his luck was worse than his sister's, instead suggesting that the microblog giveaway was rigged.
