The red envelopes Wu Chen received every day were not small, but he was never the lucky king, so every time he watched others implement the group owner's request. He found that the request made by the group owner seemed to be slowly increasing the difficulty. For example, I used to run a 100-meter run, but now it is a 100-meter frog jump. I used to grab a child's snacks, but now I go to a store to eat Bawang meal.
Of course, the lucky king who ate the Bawang meal also made up the money afterwards. After eating, he ran away. After being chased seven or eight meters from the store, he stopped to explain to the clerk that he forgot and paid. In the group, he laughed and said that it was exciting, and he had never experienced such a thing before.
The more people in the group have fun, the more they indulge.
But Wu Chen felt something was wrong. What does this group owner spend so much money on every day? Just having fun? Are you paying someone to entertain him? Are rich people really that boring
And the people in the group are a little crazy. Some people seem to be in the water group for more than ten hours a day. Many people express that they have no intention of going to work or school, and just want to wait for the time to give out the red envelopes. And now once the luck king appears, everyone will urge the luck king to do it quickly and upload it to the group as soon as possible, so as not to delay the time for the red envelope the next day.
Today's Luck King is eleven o'clock and I haven't posted a video to the group yet.
Some people just can't sit still.
Fallen Leaves: @ pot stickers can you hurry up? Is it a man
Qiuqiu: Yes, can you hurry up, don't you just put your stockings on and go upstairs
Qiuqiu: What's the matter, you can put a hat on the outside, no one else knows. What are you twitching about
Nuan Dong: You were so active when you grabbed red envelopes, but now it's your turn to be the king of luck, so procrastinating? Didn't you push other luck kings very fiercely at that time
Dumplings: Wait a minute, I'll post it before twelve o'clock. There are still people downstairs.
Fallen Leaves: Wait for a hammer! Can you please stop being so inked? Why is it not like you when others are the king of luck
Ivy: I know that when I grab a red envelope, I just ink it when I execute the request. Is there a limit to being a human being
Qiuqiu: That's right, don't be so double-standard as a person. Please hurry up, okay
Seeing someone speak so rudely makes the pot stickers uncomfortable.
Potstickers: Did I say no? I just have to upload it before twelve o'clock. What are you babbling about? Need you to teach me what to do
Ivy: How dare you teach you to do things, you are so awesome. When urging others, you can urge it three times a minute, but now it's your turn, and others can't stand it.
Qiuqiu: No way, some people are shameless.
Potstickers: What are you saying? Come and say so in front of me.
Wu Chen frowned as he saw the smell of gunpowder filling the screen. I always feel that these people are getting more and more hostile, is it my own delusion? Everyone was joking at first. Now whoever is a little slower will fight in groups, and the language will become more and more vitriolic. These people are a little red-eyed for grabbing red envelopes.
Fallen Leaves: No more nonsense. Hurry up and upload, we can continue to grab it tomorrow.
The user named Leaves was upset, he was the first luck king. At that time, I got more than 500, and I took a taxi to the park at twelve o'clock to check in and completed the group owner's request. Later, when I grabbed the red envelope again, my luck seemed to run out, and the amount of the red envelope I grabbed became smaller each time. Just a few bucks today. This gap made him more and more irritable. I just want the current luck king to finish things quickly so that he can continue to grab the next day. Looking forward to good luck to come to him again the next day.
(End of this chapter)