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Chapter 777 The school beauty is beautiful and fierce (20)

Qiao Huan stumbled and stuttered to explain science to Cheng Yan.

While listening, Cheng Yan even wanted to practice.

Well, he should throw Cheng Yan to President Wen.

too difficult.

Qiao Huan sat up, breathing the cold air outside the quilt.

The atmosphere in the quilt is too wrong, if this goes on, she may have to bend over.

It's all because Yanyan is too charming.

Cheng Yan thought for a moment, then suddenly asked: "The president said that the werewolf killing at the end of the school belle election was very boring, do you know what it means?"

"That." Qiao Huan recalled, and said, "Meng Yunxia and the co-organizer cheated, confirmed the identities of everyone, and allowed herself to get the prophet's card."

Cheng Yan was confused, "Then shouldn't she win?"

"Yes, according to her arrangement, under the protection of the witch and the guards, she should be safe." Qiao Huan smiled ironically, "Even every link has been designed."

"Then why did she die so early?" Cheng Yan was even more puzzled.

"Because the witch betrayed Meng Yunxia." Qiao Huan explained: "Not only that, but the witch also poisoned the guards. She just doesn't want the priesthood to win, and she doesn't want Meng Yunxia to continue to be the school girl."

Cheng Yan seemed to have a little understanding, and said: "So Meng Yunxia knows the identities of each of you, but even so, she still lost."

Qiao Huan nodded, "Witches also know everyone's identity. For the priesthood camp, this is actually an eye-opening game."

Cheng Yan was stunned, and then asked: "How did you see it?"

"It's just some small details." Qiao Huan pulled the quilt and said, "Go to bed early, good night."

Cheng Yan nodded, "Good night."

midnight.

Qiao Huan dreamed that he was like a drowning person, the water plants entangled him tightly, and he couldn't breathe.

Waking up suddenly, Qiao Huan looked helplessly at Cheng Yan who was almost wrapped around her body.

Not so much.

Qiao Huan carefully pulled Qiao Huan away, got out of bed and went to sleep on Cheng Yan's bed.

Getting a good night's sleep is not easy!
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The preliminary round of the Rubik's Cube Contest starts, and the schedule is very detailed. The preliminary round only needs to restore the third-order Rubik's Cube within the specified time.

The further you go, the more complex the content becomes.

After two days, eight players entered the semi-finals.

Among them were Qiao Huan, Cheng Yan, President Wen, Bai Meng and others.

The semi-finals are next Friday.

The semi-finals will be broadcast on the forum and on campus TV, and tickets can also be purchased for admission.

Many people already know the bets of this game, and they pay more attention to it.

And it has also opened privately, betting on who will win.

"It must be President Wen! He is unfathomable!"

"President Wen's Rubik's Cube has never been lost. I bet on President Wen."

"As soon as I entered the school, I challenged the position of the president of the Rubik's Cube Club, and I have never failed!"

"Only those who know how strong President Wen is, can know how correct the choice of President Wen is."

"I think Baimeng is also very powerful?"

"I also think that if you have the courage to challenge President Wen, you might win!"

"Qiao Huan, don't you take a look? She is the school belle!"

"It's just a vase, not interested."

"..."

"I have to admit, Qiao Huan is really pretty."

"Graceful, you can lose without stage fright. But I still choose President Wen."

Everyone's choice is President Wen.

Amidst all the speeches, Qiao Huan also ushered in the competition between her and Song Weiqiu.

To the shooting range.

Qiao Huan saw Song Weiqiu practicing archery.

Draw the bow and shoot the arrow.

Hit the heart.

The whole movement is done in one go, very smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Qiao Huan applauded, "Amazing!"

Song Weiqiu looked at Qiao Huan, "Compared with classmate Qiao's marksmanship, it's just a trick."

"You know I'm good at marksmanship?" Qiao Huan asked.

"I'm lucky to have seen it." Song Weiqiu didn't want to say more, said: "Today's game is archery."

"But it's not such a dead target." Song Weiqiu waved his hands.

The people at the shooting range brought up a turntable target.

"This turntable is divided into 12 areas, which are 1-12. Within ten seconds of starting to rotate, the two of us started shooting arrows." Song Weiqiu said with a smile: "Before the game, you and I each have six chips. Bet."

Song Weiqiu took out chips of two colors, one red and one green.

"If you hit the number of your bet, the winning rate is 10 times the bet. If you hit the number of the opponent's bet, you have to pay 10 times the bet."

Song Weiqiu smiled and said: "The rule is very simple, right? It is to try to hit your own number and avoid hitting the number pressed by the opponent."

Qiao Huan nodded and asked, "Then what if they all press the same number?"

"It depends on who bets more chips." Song Weiqiu lifted the white cloth.

Under the white cloth is a twelve-equal disc with numbers 1-12 written on it.

On both sides, there are three stacks of chips.

"A chip is 1000 million, and there are 6 chips in a stack, totaling 1.8 million." Song Weiqiu said with a smile: "Originally, two out of three games were decided, but I think it's a pity not to hold some chips in such a good game."

Qiao Huan squeezed the red chip, "Okay, I'll use this."

Song Weiqiu didn't care about these, "Please bet."

Qiao Huan glanced at the turntable target from afar.

The target of the ordinary pie chart, without the slightest clue.

Qiao Huan thought about it, and bet on 1-6.

Song Weiqiu looked at Qiao Huan's movements, nodded and said, "It's safe."

With that said, he bet on both 7-12!

In this case, there must be winners and losers.

Qiao Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you miss the target, what will happen?"

Song Weiqiu was slightly stunned, and said: "Then record it as 0. However, if you and I shoot arrows at the same time, if you miss the target... I believe that Student Qiao will not make such a low-level mistake."

"Maybe I missed it." Qiao Huan smiled slightly and said, "Let's start."

If you lose one, it will be [-] million.

This feeling is really exciting.

And the worst case is that one's own arrow lands in the opponent's betting area, while the opponent's arrow hits his own area.

In this way, he directly lost [-] million.

Three innings is [-] million.

Yan Qingrang sat upright on the side.

Song Yuchen calculated: "This game burns more money than Russian roulette! And the probability of winning is too low. If all six of them hit the area I shot, wouldn't that mean I won 36 million? Maximize the winner The bonus is [-] billion!"

Yan Qingrang nodded slightly.

Song Yuchen leaned back in his chair, "I thought my [-] million was enough to overwhelm the whole school, but I didn't expect Song Weiqiu to play as much as me!"

Song Yuchen looked at Qiao Huan worriedly.

First round, start.

The turntable target rotates, and the ten-second countdown begins.

Qiao Huan and Song Yuchen drew their bows at the same time and let go almost at the same time.

"Because the given speeds are not balanced, the turntable is not rotating at a constant speed but at an accelerated rate... None of them miss the target, who wins?!"

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Good night, I want a monthly ticket, ah woo woo woo woo woo
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