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Chapter 371 Did you get a wedding dress on the first day of the new year today?

Every time Jianghuai starts broadcasting on the first day of junior high school, it will always receive greetings from fans from all walks of life.

[Did you get a wedding dress on the first day of the new year today? 】

【No. 】

[Several anchors next door were drawn, and I met one when I was waiting for the plane in Quality Square today. 】

[I actually saw the trumpet of the first day of junior high school on the ranking list of the Asian server today!In order to get a wedding dress, the chicken eating rate was hit to 80.00%. Three, it's too strong. 】

[A few days ago, I saw that Han Yue also got a draw, and this non-chief in the first grade of junior high school is out of the sky hahahahahaha. 】

……

In fact, not only Han Yue got the draw, but Wen Feng Xi also got the draw, and she personally clicked the lottery button for him.

As a result, it hits the soul.

Yes.

One shot into the soul.

When Jiang Huaichu saw the wedding dress, he immediately ran back to his seat, and all of the hundred or so bouquets he had saved in the past few days were exchanged for treasure chests, and nothing was left.

Jiang Huaichu suddenly had no love in her life, she always felt that Wen Fengxi's blow had sucked up all her European spirit of nearly 20 years, and she cried like a two hundred catty child.

"Whoa, give me back your European energy!..." The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, "My wedding dress, wow——"

"..."

Wen Fengxi really didn't expect Jiang Huaichu to be able to cry, and said: "...Obviously you are rushing to smoke for me."

Wen Fengxi said that he was wronged, and this pot of unreasonable disaster was thrown down out of nowhere.

When Jiang Huai first heard Feng Xi's words, he flattened his mouth, and immediately gained the momentum to raise the decibel.

Wen Fengxi was really afraid of her, so he quickly put the blame on himself, and firmly said, "I'm responsible for my fault, don't cry."

Fortunately, there was Mu Fei, a non-Chief, who accompanied her. Jiang Huaichu immediately abandoned Wen Fengxi to go to Mu Fei to express his heart, and discuss whether their posture in the lottery drawing was wrong.

Mu Fei talked to Jiang Huaichu with a sloppy eye, with an awkward yet polite smile on his face, trying to keep his body in front of the computer screen.

Jiang Huai Chu leaned his neck and asked, "What are you hiding behind my back?"

Mu Fei laughed: "No, it's nothing... My back is uncomfortable, I straightened up and scratched it." So Mu Fei really opened his shoulders, straightened his back and scratched it.

The more Jiang Huai Chu looked at it, the more something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, then he pulled Mu Fei aside, and immediately saw a good suit and dress in Mu Fei's warehouse.

Mu Fei: "... Sister-in-law, please listen to my explanation."

Ah.

Jiang Huaichu smiled: "Our teammate friendship will end today."

Endless European dogs to kill, endless African tears to shed.

These noble Africans are not worthy of being friends with our African chiefs.

There are still three days before the end of the event. In the past ten days, Jiang Huaichu has eaten countless chickens and drawn more than a hundred prizes.

Still nothing, nothing.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't come out or anyone else, but the anchor group in the extreme survival area has anchors showing off every day that they have won wedding dress sets so many times, and they even took screenshots to show off in the group.

What's more, there are often people who repeatedly try to remind her how wrong she is.

[Anchor-Dahu]: Did you get a wedding dress on the first day of the new year @kalends.

[Anchor-Er Niu]: I saw you didn’t even open [-] lottery treasure chests yesterday, which is too miserable hahahahahaha @kalends.

……

【Anchor-kalends】: [Smiling face].JPG
【Anchor-kalends】: [Blooded Knife].JPG
[Anchor-kalends]: I can come out, thank you.

(End of this chapter)