"No, you can only choose three." The director rejected Bai Ren's request without hesitation and in a very firm tone.
"Director, I have a small question." Qin Yunie said sincerely, "If someone is unlucky and gets the same item, can they transfer it again?"
"That's possible. We're not so unkind. We agreed to select three types of supplies, so of course they have to be three different types of supplies." The director explained patiently.
"That's fine. It's better to be safe than sorry. No one should be so unlucky." Qin Yunie breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"Hahahaha, Yunie, that's a really interesting question!" Bai Ren laughed, his face filled with joy. "But probability is such an unpredictable thing!"
"It's really mysterious." Chao Yan also spoke, with a trace of worry on his face, "I'm a non-African, I really hope I can get good supplies this time. God, I don't ask for anything else, just hope that I can escape Africa and enter Europe now!"
"Okay, everyone, stop talking and start transferring supplies." The director spoke, his voice ringing in everyone's ears, "Who goes first?"
"Me, me, me! I'll go first. I want to set an example for everyone!" Bai Ren said as he jumped out noisily, his expression full of excitement and anticipation.
"Okay, then you go first." The director nodded and agreed to Bai Ren's request.
Bai Ren excitedly walked over to the turntable. He rubbed his hands, his face showing a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He took a deep breath and pushed the turntable hard. The turntable began to spin rapidly, making a whirring sound.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Bai Ren shouted, staring intently at the turntable, his eyes filled with anticipation. The turntable gradually slowed down, finally stopping on a pattern of supplies.
"Wow, it's a flashlight!" Bai Ren exclaimed excitedly.
Then, Bai Ren made a second spin. This time, he was even more nervous, sweat beads on his forehead. As the turntable began to spin again, Bai Ren stared at it intently, praying silently in his heart.
"Stop!" The turntable slowly stopped, and this time it showed an insect-proof bracelet.
"Not bad, not bad!" Bai Ren said with satisfaction.
By the third turn, Bai Ren was even more cautious. He took a breath, then pushed the dial again. This time, the dial seemed to spin particularly slowly, making his heart leap into his throat.
"Stop!" Finally, the turntable stopped. It was a fishing net.
"Haha, I'm pretty lucky!" Bai Ren said with a smug smile, "Director, I've made my choice!"
The others gathered around and expressed their congratulations and envy for Bai Ren's choice.
"Bai Ren, you are really good!"
"What good luck!"
"Flashlights are very useful, I want one too!"
"Yes, yes, a flashlight is really necessary. It's essential for adventures and nighttime activities!"
"Hahahaha, Bairen! Not bad for you!"
"Okay, Bairen has finished his material selection. Who will be the second guest now?" The director's voice rang out in the venue.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one said anything. At this time, Tan Changqing suddenly stood up.
"Director, let me do it. I don't have any other choices, but I feel the trekking pole is very useful. Please bless me to switch to this." Tan Changqing said with a look of anticipation on his face.
"Okay, then let's let Actor Tan try his luck and see if he can get his trekking pole." The director responded with a smile.
Tan Changqing walked to the big turntable, took a deep breath, and then pushed the turntable hard. The turntable spun rapidly, making a whirring sound.
Everyone stared at the turntable nervously. Qin Yunie clenched his fists and whispered, "Come on, Mr. Tan!"
Qu Qingdai also smiled and looked at Tan Changqing with encouragement in her eyes.
Asagao prayed silently on the side.
The speed of the turntable gradually slowed down and finally stopped on the pattern of the windbreaker.
"Wow, it's a windbreaker! This feels good too, it's very useful for cooling down at night!" Tan Changqing shouted excitedly.
Tan Changqing then performed a second rotation. This time, he was even more nervous, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
"Trekking pole! Trekking pole! It must be a trekking pole!" Tan Changqing muttered to himself.
The turntable started turning again, and everyone's eyes followed it closely.
The turntable slowly stopped, and this time it showed compressed biscuits.
"Not bad!" Tan Changqing comforted himself.
"It's okay, there's still one chance. You can do it, Actor Tan! You will definitely hit the trekking pole this time! I'm a prophet!" Bai Ren shouted.
"Hahahahahaha, okay, I'll take your good wishes!" Tan Changqing replied with a smile.
On the third turn, Tan Changqing adjusted his state and pushed the turntable again.
"It must be a trekking pole!" he prayed silently in his heart.
The turntable turned slower and slower, and finally, the pointer pointed accurately to the pattern of the trekking pole.
"Wow, it really is a trekking pole! That's great!" Tan Changqing jumped up excitedly.
"Changqing, you are so awesome!" Chaoyan ran over and gave Tan Changqing a big hug.
Lin Zhirou also walked forward with a smile and said, "Congratulations, Changqing!"
Qin Yunie also said happily: "Not bad, Mr. Tan, you are so lucky!"
Qu Qingdai smiled and said, "Changqing, you're really lucky!"
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