The live broadcast room is really lively.

It’s a pity that Tang Xiaobao didn’t know, otherwise, he would really have to consider whether to help Luo Yun.

Luo Yun was also embarrassed now. She quickly said, "Master, please give me your number. I drew the number to go first. I accept my fate."

"Why accept your fate? I trust you so much, you can't let me down. Come on, draw another one."

Luo Yun looked at Chen Chunling.

She didn't know what to do.

Chen Chunling had no choice but to say helplessly, "Okay, since you are willing to exchange, then let's do it. You draw another one."

Luo Yun looked at Tang Xiaobao gratefully and prepared to draw again.

But just as her hand touched the ping-pong ball, Tang Xiaobao shouted, "Stop!"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Chunling was stunned.

Everyone looked at Tang Xiaobao.

Tang Xiaobao said to Luo Yun with a smile, "Don't pull it out yet. Take your hand out."

Luo Yun subconsciously took her hand out and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to change it? Then give me the brand."

"You misunderstood."

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I'm a grown man, and my words must count. I think you're unlucky today, how about I help you draw?"

"Ah, is this okay?"

Luo Yun looked at Chen Chunling on the side.

Chen Chunling smiled and said, "You can if you like."

Of course Luo Yun agreed.

Although she didn't think Tang Xiaobao had good luck, she would accept it and be satisfied to have such an interaction with her idol even if she only drew number 30.

This dance competition was not a wasted trip.

She still has no confidence in herself.

Indeed, there are too many masters this time.

"I do."

Luo Yun said.

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "Then I'll help you draw it."

In fact, the reason why he stopped Luo Yun was because he saw everything with his perspective skills.

I don’t know if Luo Yun’s luck today was really too bad. If she had drawn the number just now, she would have drawn number 30.

That's why he called a halt.

The perspective skill finally came in handy.

Tang Xiaobao reached into the box and grabbed number 10 at once.

In fact, he originally wanted to take number 16, but when he thought about it, Zhao Gou was number 15. Although this guy didn't seem to have a good impression of him and was quite hostile, he was a really capable person. He would definitely suffer a loss if he played after Zhao Gou.

So, he chose number ten.

The first few players to come on stage will liven up the atmosphere and everyone will suddenly get into the game. Maybe Luo Yun will be lucky enough to advance.

Everyone knows this principle.

So, no one wants to queue behind No. 15.

After comparing it above, it’s not worth it.

“Number 10!”

Tang Xiaobao handed the ping-pong ball to Luo Yun and said with a grin, "You see, my luck is better than yours."

Luo Yun was also very surprised and kept saying "Thank you, Master."

"What are you thanking me for? You're my fan, so who else can I help if I don't help you?"

Tang Xiaobao didn't hide anything and spoke directly.

Luo Yun blushed slightly and said with a smile, "Yeah, I still want to thank you."

Several little girls on the side were unwilling.

"Master, I'm also your fan, why don't you help me draw one."

"Yes, I'm your fan too."

"We are all your fans."

"Please help us smoke too."

…

sweat……

Tang Xiaobao's forehead suddenly turned black.

This matter caused a stir.

In the live broadcast room, fans also burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. I'm in trouble now."

"This is really true. If a guy is handsome, he will easily be picked up by women wherever he goes."

"That's right, the leader is crying."

“If I help draw number 30, I’ll cry.

"Number 30 is nothing. If you draw numbers 16 to 20, you'll cry. The one in front of you is Zhao Gou. He's number 15. Whoever comes after him will be beaten to death."

"It's hard to say. There are experts here too."

"There are only five qualifying spots today, okay?"

"Guess, will the leader help?"

"This is too funny. I can't help you with this."

"If I were his girlfriend, I would definitely be jealous."

"Do you think Yingying will be jealous?"

…

Is Yingying jealous?

She was really jealous.

He glared at Tang Xiaobao fiercely.

Tang Xiaobao felt her gaze, glanced at her carefully, and immediately refused.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I can't help you smoke anymore."

"Why?"

"Exactly, why?"

"You can help Luo Yun smoke, and you can help us smoke, too. You can't be partial to one and ignore the other."

"That's right, we are all your fans."

"Please draw number 11 for me."

"I want number twelve."

…

"Everyone, everyone, please listen to me."

Tang Xiaobao quickly stood up.

It was just a drawing of lots, but something went wrong.

I'm so sorry, so embarrassed.

"It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that my luck can't always be good. If I draw a bad number for you, you'll cry to death."

After hearing this, several girls hesitated.

Yes, if I really draw number 16, or one of the top five, I will cry to death.

But some people still don't give up.

"Master, just draw for me. Whatever number I draw is what number I get. I'm not afraid. The worst that can happen is I'll be eliminated."

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