The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 468 There are no good people at Nansang Middle School, and the good ones aren't human either.
Faced with the boy's sincere and simple smile, Lin Li's lips twitched slightly.

"Hey buddy, this is just a regular one-yuan coin, right?"

Stop giving out these kinds of misprinted coins!!

This guy seems like the kind of person who would tell customer service, "Boss, there's something wrong with the cup you sent. The part that should have let me in was sealed, but the part that should have sealed the juice to prevent it from splashing out had a crack. The quality is terrible."

"If that's how you feel, then there's nothing I can do about it." The boy chuckled and uttered the phrase that scumbags love to say.

Upon hearing this, Lin Li wasn't angry or annoyed; instead, he found it quite amusing, especially after realizing that the students from Class 20 had just been clapping along. So, he asked helplessly:
"So, your class came up with this explanation so that customers could experience an emotional rollercoaster?"

"That's not entirely true. It's just that if it's a regular one-yuan coin, buying and selling it might involve some shady dealings. But if it's a misprinted coin, it's not buying and selling; it's collecting, it's passing it on, it's legal. This is our class's determination to avoid all risks and stay on the right path."

The boy said solemnly.

Is this another consideration?
Lin Li gave a thumbs up, saying, "That's very law-abiding."

"However, buddy, you really are unlucky. One dollar is definitely the worst prize in the hole-punch game. Most of them are worth three dollars or more. We just use this dollar to make up the difference."

The boy scratched his head a little embarrassedly, then mustered the enthusiasm of a top salesperson and moved on to the next stage of the sales pitch:

"Dude, I suggest you use this dollar to try your luck at the lottery. Did you ever play the lottery when you were a kid?"

It's the one where you tear open a raffle ticket, and if there's no "thank you for your patronage," you get a reward of a certain amount. Look, it's on that table over there.

Let me tell you, when we bought this box of prize tickets, we found that the manufacturer had separated the grand prize and the regular prizes. In other words, if we were a little sneaky, we could have easily thrown away the grand prize.

I guess many of those vendors when I was a kid did it like that, which is why the odds of winning were so low. But our Class 20 didn't do that.

I swear on my life, and our teacher also specifically supervised and instructed us. Our class put all these big prizes in, so the winning rate of this box is definitely higher than the ones we played with when we were kids!
Furthermore, because the one you have in your hand is a rare, misprinted one-yuan coin, you can exchange it for two whole coins!!

Lin Li raised an eyebrow at the boy's enthusiastic introduction.

However, after Lin Li noticed something out of the corner of his eye, he pondered for a moment and took out a coin from his pocket: "Dude, I have a regular coin in my pocket that isn't rare or a misprinted one. How many can I exchange for one?"

The boy's momentum weakened slightly, and he chuckled awkwardly while avoiding Lin Li's gaze: "Haha, two cards too."

Lin Li: "☉_☉".

"Isn't that the same thing?!"

"Why don't you just say you can buy one for 50 cents! What does this have to do with a rare, misprinted one-yuan coin?! What's so rare about it?!"

If I hadn't just witnessed someone handing a dollar to a student in Class 20 and then taking two bills, I would have almost been fooled.

"Hehe, you've been found out. I feel like saying this will make you feel like you've lost out a little," the boy said, a little embarrassed, but then he laughed again.

"Alright then, I'll make the decision. You can exchange this coin for three bills as a way of showing our special respect for it!"

"That's more like it." Lin Li nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

Lin Li didn't immediately go over to play the lottery. Instead, he returned to the roulette wheel and watched Bai Bufan spin it.

Bai Bufan, who was already waiting for the audience to return, turned the turntable upon seeing this.

"诱辱辱辘——"

The pointer has stopped.

Bai Bufan was also quite lucky, landing in the gold zone as well. However, unlike Lin Li, he got a "gift blind box lottery chance".

"Congratulations, student! You've earned a chance to win a gift blind box!"

The boy had already returned. He immediately picked up a lottery box from the ground beside him, shook it, and heard a rustling sound of slips of paper being rubbed together inside.

"Come on, student, draw a prize slip and you can win the corresponding prize! The grand prize is the gold coin posted at the door!"

"it is good--"

Bai Bufan nodded, licked his lips, and even rolled up his sleeves to show respect before eagerly reaching into the lottery box.

"Don't win gold, don't win gold, don't win gold..."

Lin Li, who was replicating Bai Bufan from before, muttered to himself with a hint of resentment.

Remember, nothing is more heartbreaking than your brother's success than your own failure.

Bai Bufan completely ignored Lin Li's curse, rummaged through the box for a while, pulled out a prize slip, and then complained with some regret:
"I thought you guys would hide a few in the corner or on top of the raffle box, but there's nothing here."

"We've already said, we don't play tricks, we just rely on luck," the boy who was serving the prize smiled smugly and proudly, and then urged Bai Bufan, "Student, open the prize paper and take a look."

"...a crystal ball."

Bai Bufan unfolded the prize paper, displayed it, and read aloud the contents.

"Congratulations! This is a really great reward!" The students in Class 20 immediately applauded again to provide emotional support, and the boys then led Bai Bufan to another prize redemption area next to the perforated board in the classroom.

The girl in charge of this area took out a crystal ball of considerable size from the pile of gifts around her and handed it to Bai Bufan.

It's an ornament, crystal clear, and even if sold wholesale, its value should exceed three yuan.

Bai Bufan made a profit.

This means that Lin Li lost money.

A major failure!
"Classmate," however, as the girl handed the crystal ball to Bai Bufan, she gazed intently into his eyes. It wasn't love, but merely a gentle reminder:
"No matter what happens, when you are not at home, you must cover the crystal ball with a cloth. The same applies in the classroom, otherwise something very dangerous may happen."

Bai Bufan: "oO?"

"If I don't cover it... will something supernatural happen? Is this a divination crystal ball?"

Since the girl was speaking so earnestly, Bai Bufan didn't want to spoil the fun. He carefully and solemnly accepted the crystal ball. Not wanting to be socially awkward even though they were on opposite sides of the table, he asked curiously.

Is this some kind of mystical concept?

"Uh, no," the girl's voice suddenly became much calmer as she explained:
"It's because the spherical structure of a crystal ball is equivalent to a convex lens. If sunlight shines directly on it from a specific angle for a long time, the light will be focused through the sphere to create a high-temperature focal point. This focusing effect may cause the temperature of flammable materials at the focal point—such as curtains, paper, or wood products—to rise sharply, reaching the ignition point and causing a fire. Therefore, for fire safety reasons, it is recommended to cover the crystal ball to avoid light when you are not at home."

Bai Bufan and Lin Li: "(゜▽゜)?"

Holy crap, so that's the scientific reason behind it?

"I understand, I will be careful."

Speechless, Bai Bufan nodded. After playing with it for a while, he noticed the sour look in someone's eyes and turned his gaze to the boy who was greeting him.
"Dude, if I want to exchange this crystal ball for some rare error coins, how many can I get?"

Boy: "..."

Why is this person chasing after his classmate to kill him? Noticing the increasingly resentful, even hateful, gaze in someone's eyes, the boy said seriously:

"It can't be exchanged, not even one. My friend, you know these are rare error coins. They're not for sale and their value is immeasurable. Only those who are destined to have them can get them."

Bai Bufan: "Lin Li is amazing, he's practically a king of luck!"

Lin Li: "(へ╬)!"

"I haven't lost yet, you just wait." Lin Li said with a laugh, then forcefully put his arm around Bai Bufan's shoulder and walked towards another area of ​​the classroom.

The project for Class 20 didn't revolve around the spinning wheel; it revolved around luck. The spinning wheel was just one part of the project.

In this area, there are not only lucky games like prize draws, but you can also buy snacks or drinks at prices higher than the market price.

Here, iced tea sells for 6 yuan a bottle. You should know that 3 yuan iced tea is Guojiao (a famous Chinese liquor), while 6 yuan is just horse urine. This is a provocation to all Kobes.

Class 20 would naturally not do that. In fact, you can roll the dice after buying snacks, drinks or small gifts here.

The higher the dice roll, the greater the discount. If you're lucky enough to roll a 6, you can get it for 1 yuan, but if you're unlucky, you'll have to pay the original price.

This can be considered as putting into practice the idea that luck is king.

I feel like if the gas delivery guy came to shift 20, he could make a fortune.

After all, their ability to make money has always been based on luck.

Professionally relevant.

Overall, it was quite interesting, no wonder Class 20 had a much higher student population than other classes.

However, despite the large number of people, it's hard to say whether they can make money, because their class doesn't seem to be playing any tricks, and you can often hear the laughter of their "customers".

And none of the students in Class 20 felt annoyed watching their customers "make money".

Clearly, everyone in this class, just as Xue Jian had advised, wasn't there to make money, but rather to enjoy the carnival.

Lin Li and Bai Bufan came for the prize draw and squeezed into the corresponding area.

The prize draw here is classic: a square card about the length of an index finger with a cross notch in the middle. You can use this notch to lift the prize paper, and underneath you will see pictures of banknotes of different denominations. If there is no "thank you for your patronage," you will receive the corresponding prize.

Using a rare misprinted coin, Lin Li obtained three award slips. After giving one to Bai Bufan, the two began to open them.

On these lottery tickets, the words "Thank you for your patronage" that determine whether you win or not usually appear in the bottom right corner. So some people like to tear off the bottom right corner to see the result, but Lin Li prefers to tear off the top left corner first, then the bottom left and top right corners, leaving the bottom right corner for last, so that the moment of truth is left until the very end.

However, Lin Li threw away the first one after removing the top left corner.

—Because they found a red Mao Zedong note inside.

You can tell without even looking that you've lost. These prize slips are only worth 50 cents each. You can't win even 10 yuan, let alone 100. The biggest prize you can win is 5 yuan.

However, I was lucky with the second one and won a dollar.

Seeing that Bai Bufan's ticket hadn't won, Lin Li was satisfied, because that was his victory.

Just as Lin Li was considering whether to exchange the one yuan for two more draws or redeem the prize directly, a trembling wail came from the side, the voice filled with despair.

"No—no—it's gone again—"

Lin Li glanced over and discovered that it was someone he knew—Fang Tianyou.

To be honest, since spending time in the last exam hall, Lin Li's social circle has indeed expanded considerably, and he often encounters people he can greet on the street.

Fang Tianyou was a friend I met in the final exam hall. He was quite loyal and righteous, and he was willing to take the risk of being penalized for doing things for the team.

"Tianyou, what's wrong?" Lin Li greeted him with a smile.

"Hmm? Oh, it's Lin Li. You're playing too?" Fang Tianyou nodded after recognizing Lin Li, then, with trembling hands, showed another unwinnable prize slip with a thank you note:
"I lost again... I... I've lost everything again..."

"How much did you lose to get yourself into this state?" Lin Li asked, finding it even more amusing.

"Three pieces... a whole three pieces!" Fang Tianyou closed his eyes in anguish, seemingly unwilling to recall the painful memories he had just experienced.
"This is all the money I borrowed to buy steamed buns, hoping to survive until tonight, but I couldn't resist and spent it all on lottery tickets... What am I going to do now..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Li immediately patted Fang Tianyou's shoulder gently and pointed out a clear path forward:
"Tianyou, your parents' salary cards, your younger siblings' tuition fees, and your grandparents' pensions are all good resources to turn your life around."

Fang Tianyou: "?"

Holy crap, they're this ruthless right from the start?

The boy in charge of managing this area suddenly remarked, "No child cries every day, and no gambler loses every day."

“Indeed,” the waiter, who had come along to prove that the rare misprinted coin in Lin Li’s possession could be used to win three prizes, nodded in agreement.

"Eating, drinking, gambling and whoring all lead to losses, only gambling has a chance of winning or losing. My friend, no, my brother, brother, nine out of ten gamblers lose, but you've already lost nine times. This time you should really seize the opportunity to win."

“Yes, yes,” Lin Li added, “Tianyou, remember this: the money you lose is just saved up, but once you quit, you’ve really lost it all.”

Seeing that Fang Tianyou was still silent, Lin Li looked at Bai Bufan, who hadn't spoken, and raised his chin: "Bufan, why don't you try to persuade my buddy too?"

Bai Bufan waved his hands repeatedly:
"Me? I don't dare to advise him anymore. I had a friend who went into debt of over 800,000 yuan by gambling. I advised him to continue, but I was actually malicious and wanted him to fall into the abyss. He actually believed me, sold a kidney, and then went back to gambling. And guess what? He won back all his money, including interest, and is now a multi-millionaire. Not to mention, the kidney he lost was quickly transplanted back. Now he has seven kidneys in his body. I'm so envious. How could I dare to advise him now?"

"Is that so?" Lin Li asked in surprise, then immediately looked at Fang Tianyou and changed his words:
"Tianyou, stop gambling now. Sunk costs shouldn't be involved in major decisions. If you lose, you lose. It's not too late to quit gambling now."

Fang Tianyou: "(゜▽゜)?"

This kid didn't let me off the hook either.

Damn it, are there any good people at Nansang Middle School?!
Aren't they all demons?

But given the atmosphere, Fang Tianyou resolutely pulled out his phone—

The flames of war have reignited once again!
……

"Four yuan... my four yuan..."

Thirty seconds later, Fang Tianyou left Class 20 looking utterly dejected; he must have gone to sell his kidney.

Lin Li glanced at Fang Tianyou's back, then at the one-yuan lottery winning slip in his hand.

Sure, there's no need to overthink it.

"Hello, I'm here to claim my prize. I'm done playing."

(End of this chapter)