[Hahaha, Qin Yun and Leqi drew a great house, Qin Yun's luck is making Wang Sirui panic. If he draws another empty, drafty house, Wang Sirui might just jump off a building, it's hilarious, hahaha…]
[I hate to say it, but Wang Sirui's luck is really awful…]
[There weren't many good ones to start with, and the front ones drew all the good ones. Wang Sirui almost definitely will draw a bad one in the end, and he has no one to blame but himself for his bad luck, 2333333.]
[Ah… suddenly I feel a bit sorry for Wang Sirui.]
[Go, unlucky child! There's still a quarter chance of drawing a good one now. If you wait till the end, everyone else will have drawn the good ones, that's the pain from the unlucky crowd.]
[Draw now, the sooner the easier.]
[You'll have to draw sooner or later, just do it!!]
No one knows if he heard the fans' voices, Wang Sirui hesitated before stepping forward, then stepped back again.
With a serious face, he asked Pei Yan, "Brother Pei, can I shake your hand?"
