The camera zoomed in, and at the same moment, everyone clearly saw the striking black number on the white ball.
The host's passionate voice echoed through every corner of the theater via the microphone: "It seems our Xiao Rong is particularly destined with the number 19. Where's fan number 19?"
Rong Xianning had drawn the number 19.
Yan Lu and Shi Qingqing froze in place, and after realizing what had happened, they simultaneously turned their heads to look at Shen You'an.
Yan Lu shook Shen You'an's shoulders, shouting excitedly, "An'an, you really are the luckiest girl alive—how did you get picked for this?"
What kind of luck is this?
Yan Lu wasn't jealous at all; she was ecstatic, so excited that her adrenaline was through the roof.
Shi Qingqing was extremely envious: "Your luck is just too good."
She tightly gripped the card in her hand—she was number 20, just off by a hair...
A bit unwilling, but mostly disappointed.
