According to the results of the previous lotteries, Wang Lung did not hold out the slightest hope, he focused on picking his teeth and listening to the daydreams of the villagers in the courtyard.

Laugh at!

Stupid.

But he knew very well in his heart how jealous he was of the man who had won the trumpet.

It was estimated that the people were almost here, and the village party secretary came out of the house, his expression was serious, and without saying a word, the originally noisy courtyard instantly quieted down, and his eyes were focused on him.

Anticipation, excitement, excitement......

Obviously, I know that I have to determine the belonging of the volunteer teacher tonight.

After clearing his throat, the village party secretary looked around and said: "Everyone should know what happened today, because of someone's impulse, the female college students who came to the village to teach in the week were alert, there were signs of leaving, and even called the police." ”

Kindness.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on Wang Lung.

Wang Lung: ......

His fists were clenched, his head was lowered, his lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word. scolded Wang Jin thoroughly in his heart, a fool who caused trouble!

But he doesn't blame the younger brother, a young man, with a lot of energy.

Understandable.

The village party secretary continued: "This is nothing to condemn, our village is like this, in the end, everyone's life is hard. Every time a female college student who volunteered to teach came, who hadn't peeped and didn't rub oil by asking the child about his homework, right? The lottery is a matter of time, and it is also good for everyone to shake in advance, which is a relief. ”

After all, the swan meat is jumping in front of you, but you can't eat it, you can only look at it and drool, which is a kind of torment for the man who has always had little desire.

The villagers cheered.

After a while, the village party secretary raised his hand to signal quiet, "I went to the school just now and told them to go to the villagers' houses tonight, although the four little girls were resolute, but due to the incident at noon, the school was almost demolished, and there was no way to live in it, so they could only agree." ”

"Now, let's get our numbered bibs."

Finally, the main event came, and the villagers were gearing up.

The quality of the volunteer teachers this time is super good, with white skin, beautiful long legs, snow neck, crisp breasts and small waist, and they grew up pampered in a big city. Don't say much, shake to earn.

The child born is genetically good.

The villagers who were waiting to get the number wiped the sweat from their palms on their clothes, and chanted the blessings of their ancestors, hoping to get a number with a good meaning.

For example, 666

Soon, everyone had an extra small note in their hands, densely printed with words, apparently cut from a book.

The most conspicuous is a bold handwritten number, which is the number.

The village entered the house with an empty shoebox, and when it came out again, the box was filled with small notes, and a small hole was cut out in the middle of the shoebox, just big enough for a hand to reach into.

The village branch wrote with a serious face: "Everyone is in place~ Lottery, start." ”

He scratched through the shoebox in front of everyone for a few minutes, shuffling up the notes that had been placed randomly in order to show fairness, then closed the box and shook it vigorously several times.

Put your hand in it.

After a few seconds, he took out a note, looked down at it, and shouted, "Seventeen." ”

No one answered.

The villagers in the courtyard were all looking down at the number, discussing a few words with the people around them from time to time, and then showing a look of annoyance and regret.

The village party secretary waited for two minutes, but no one answered, he frowned, "Who is the seventeenth?" If you don't come out, you will be considered to have abstained. ”

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man in a blue vest rushed to the village branch with an anxious face, he clenched a note tightly in his hand, and his lips trembled: "Uncle, uncle, you can help me see, what is the number on me?" I didn't recognize it. ”

Shake your hand and unfold the note.

The village party secretary only glanced at it and smiled, "It's seventeen, stone, congratulations, you actually won the number first." ”

Kindness.

In the evening, my daughter-in-law hugged me.

Li Shishi's eyes widened, "What?" Seventeen? Really number seventeen? His face was shocked and ecstatic, and his black and red face was a little hideous, "It's me, it's me, I'm going to kill her tonight!" ”

"Yay!"

The chest heaved violently back into the crowd.

Li Shishi raised his chin high, like a victorious rooster, accepting the jealousy from all the bachelors in the yard.

Gnash one's teeth.

The fierce battle kicked off, but it was all about luck.

The villagers waited with bated breath, staring closely at the hand of the village party secretary who once again reached into the shoe box, not daring to blink.

That box of notes?

No.

It's loneliness.

As long as the number representing oneself is touched, loneliness will be solved, and loneliness will end.

“…… Number twenty-three. ”

"I, it's me, woo woo woo ......"

“…… Number fifty-nine. ”

"Huh? How much? 59? Lao Tzu has finally waited for this day! Applause, cheers, let me hear you! ”

Three of the four places have been drawn, and the last one is particularly precious.

Very nervous.

Everyone clenched their fists, their palms were wet, full of sweat, and they silently recited in their hearts: "Shake me, shake me ......"

The village party secretary slowly stretched out his hand in the shoebox under the watchful eye, and his eyes swept over the audience before he lowered his head to look.

"The last number, I'll see, well, one hundred and ten."

Zero.

The villagers hurriedly looked at the note in their hands, and found that it was not, so they all looked depressed, shook their heads and sighed and threw the note away.

It's a pity.

This time, the female college student is so beautiful.

"Didn't anyone answer? That would be considered a waiver ......"

"Wait, wait!"

A man wearing shabby hair and messy foot-picking uncle opened the crowd, his eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was chapped, and he looked crazy at this time: "Uncle, you can also help me take a look!" I don't know the words on this note! ”

Kindness.

It's 110 on it.

The village party secretary only glanced at it and said, "Okay, the lottery is over." ”

Villagers: "Cut!" ”

I really want to learn from the TV series and throw away the note, turn around and leave in style.

But no.

I'll use this note next time.

Besides, although I didn't get the number, there was still a lot of excitement to watch next.

To help.

Wang Lung trembled all over, he almost fainted, and only felt like he was in a dream.

He's got the number! He actually got the number! Mom!

A big man cried like a little daughter-in-law.

The village party secretary took back all the notes, he took a puff of cigarette, and said, "The lottery is complete, and the volunteer teacher will go to your house tonight." ”

Kindness.

Stay overnight.

Giving birth to cubs.

The four people who shook the number were very excited, nodded again and again, their minds were blank, and only what the village party secretary said was what it was.

The jealousy in the eyes of the villagers who didn't get the number around them almost pierced them.

Li Shishi rubbed his hands and smirked: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely be good to that teacher and train her well." ”

The village party secretary sighed and continued, "There are four female college students, how to distribute them, is it up to me, or do you choose by yourself?" ”