He’s Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

Chapter 38: 38 Big brother, stop smoking, we believe you_1

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Alright, then go ahead and draw,” we really want to see just how good your luck can be.”

As Tang Feng agreed, fearing he might back out, everyone began to speak up.

In their view, Tang Feng was simply courting death.

Even if he had indeed drawn those three admission tickets by luck, luck is something you just can’t rely on.

If he could draw three in a row, could he also draw four or five?

As long as he couldn’t keep drawing them, he would have to cough up the three admission tickets he had already drawn.

It’s not poverty that’s feared, but inequality.

Even if nobody got an admission ticket, they couldn’t let one person get so many.

Mr. Zhao had originally wanted to say something to dissuade the crowd, but seeing that everyone had reached a consensus, he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and stay out of it.

The boy who had been the most eager the whole time immediately jumped onto the stage, “I’ll supervise for everyone; nobody objects, right?”

The crowd below all nodded their heads, “No objections.”

The boy smiled as he walked over and shook out all the lottery tickets from the box, piling them up like a little mountain.

Then he turned to look at Tang Feng, “Since your luck is so good, draw in front of all of us. But first, I need to cover your eyes so you don’t peek.”

After speaking, he walked behind Tang Feng and covered his eyes.

Tang Feng didn’t resist. He let his eyes be covered and simultaneously activated his scanning system.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”

The information of that entire pile of tickets was displayed in front of him, unaffected by his line of sight.

“Should I start now?”

He first said in a teasing tone, then reached toward the pile of tickets and casually drew one out.

The people present all rushed forward, scrutinizing his every move, not giving him any chance to play tricks.

Tang Lele and Xu Xinling both started to get anxious.

What if Tang Feng’s luck had run out? What would they do then?

But it had come to this, and there was nothing they could do but take one step at a time.

At that moment, the host came over, took the lottery ticket from Tang Feng’s hand, and unfolded it bit by bit.

And his expression gradually turned more and more astonished.

Until it was completely unfolded, his expression had become extremely horrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

“Hurry up and announce the result, did he draw one this time or not?”

“Do we even need to ask? Right before our eyes, he couldn’t have played any tricks, how could he draw one again?”

“If he draws one this time, I’ll eat that whole pile of tickets.”

“Enough talk, just announce the result…”

The crowd, seeing the host playing coy, had already grown impatient.

The host gave the crowd a strange look, slowly turned the ticket over, and showed it to them, “He… He drew one again?”

“Whoosh…”

When the crowd saw the ticket in his hand, the entire plaza fell silent in an instant.

The three ordinary words “admission ticket” suddenly seemed so glaring.

He drew one!

He drew another one!

He drew yet another one again!

“My God, how is this possible? How could he have drawn one again?”

“It’s impossible, we were all watching just now, he couldn’t have cheated.”

“Could there be something wrong with this pile of tickets? They aren’t all admission tickets, are they?”

“I think there might be a chance…”

Everyone couldn’t accept this reality because it had overturned their understanding.

The boy who had covered Tang Feng’s eyes immediately let go, turned around, and pulled out two tickets from the pile to check.

“Thank you for participating.”

“Thank you for participating…”

“Damn it, why is it that the one he draws is an admission ticket, and all I draw is ‘thank you for participating’?” The boy was going crazy.

Hundreds of people at the scene all fixed their gazes on Tang Feng.

It was utterly baffling to them.

The fact was proven.

There was nothing wrong with that pile of tickets.

And Tang Feng hadn’t cheated.

But he could still draw an admission ticket every time.

Wasn’t that just too bizarre?

Even Song Lele and Xu Xinling joined the shocked crowd.

“Is he really the king of luck itself?” Xu Xinling asked Song Lele in astonishment.

“There’s no other explanation,” Song Lele was so excited that she forgot to disguise her voice, which reverted to its naturally sweet tone.

While everyone was still in shock, Tang Feng sat on the edge of the stage, smilingly looking at the crowd.

“I already told you all, I’m just lucky, why don’t you believe me?”

He didn’t turn to look at the pile of tickets and just reached out, taking one and handing it to the eager boy.

The boy hastily took it, looked at the ticket, and his expression turned to one of horror as he trembled out the words.

“Admission ticket!”

Tang Feng’s hand didn’t stop; he grabbed another ticket.

“Admission ticket!”

“Admission ticket!”

“Admission ticket…”

With each ticket he grabbed, the boy received it and called out.

Soon, more than a dozen tickets had been pulled out.

All of them were admission tickets!

The mouths of the people below were wide open, gaping like hippos.

It was only the physical limitations of the human jaw that restricted the extent of their astonishment.

“Stop drawing, please stop!”

Some with stronger mental fortitude recovered first, and upon seeing that Tang Feng was still drawing tickets, they immediately spoke up to stop him.

The others then came to their senses.

In this pile of tickets, there were only a hundred admission tickets.

This guy had already drawn a dozen in one go, leaving even fewer spots for everyone else.

“Stop it, stop now…”

“No, no…”

“I can’t take it anymore, can someone stop him?”

“Whimpering, please stop him…”

A chorus of girls’ pleas echoed around the venue.

It made many passersby in the plaza panic, unsure of what kind of event was taking place.

Were they airing an X-rated movie in broad daylight?

The boy on stage, reminded by the crowd, finally snapped back to reality.

Just then, Tang Feng reached out to the tickets again.

The boy rushed over in a panic and grabbed his hand.

“Brother, stop drawing, we believe you. We believe you really drew these by luck.”