The reason was that during the fifteenth round of the Immortal and Mortal Lottery, all the skins that were drawn were limited to the year.
For example, Dragon Saber, Dragon Monkey, etc., all eleven squares had such restrictions.
"F * ck, is there a BUG?”
"F * ck, this is the first time I've seen someone with such a good character.”
"This f * cking used up all the luck in his life!”
"F * ck, I've been thinking about Sona for a long time!”
"I thought it was photoshopped when I saw a similar picture. Now that I've really seen it, I'm speechless.”
"God Yang, are you really not a representative of the company?”
" Haha, what tycoon? What limited edition skin? It's all fake. It's all fake. Hahahaha, hahaha…"
"The person upstairs has already gone crazy. Drag him away. Next!”
……
Countless viewers in the live broadcast room sent out countless 666666. At this moment, only this number could explain their feelings.
After all, when they spent so much money to slap the skin, and it was not even as good as the other people's 100 yuan, the audience's hearts were about to break.
Xian Fan was just as excited as the audience. If there was an annual limit before, he would only be happy for a while. Now that he saw this scene, he could no longer remain calm."Brothers, I feel like my heart is beating very fast right now.”
As soon as the immortal finished speaking, the audience immediately responded,
"Not just you, streamer, even I'm a little excited now!”
"Damn it, I might only see this scene once in my life.”
"I really suspect that God Yang is Old Ma's brother-in-law. Not only are there all kinds of good skins in the lottery, but there's also this one.”
"I was jealous of God Yang's wealth before, but now I'm not jealous anymore. I hate him!”
"With such luck, you might win tens of millions in the lottery.”
"Are you kidding me? Who is God Yang? How could he be interested in such a small amount of money?”
"You're right. The prize pool might not even be as big as Yang Shen's annual expenses!”
……
The viewers in the live streaming room were now completely convinced by Zhang Yang. Such luck was not something that ordinary people could have.
However, this scene was just a formality. The lottery continued, but it did not use up all of his luck as the audience had imagined. Instead, he drew quite a number of good skins.
However, compared to before, his luck was probably just average.
The 10,000 yuan was quickly used up. The skins and special effects in the gift bags were also okay.
However, to Zhang Yang, it did not matter whether it was good looking or not, as long as he could spend money on it.
"Tycoon, are you still going to draw the lottery?”Mortal Immortal wanted Zhang Yang to continue, but he did not dare to say it out loud.
"Don't, continue. I want to see how many Descendants of the Dragon can appear!”
"That's right, this is a little unlike God Yang's style.”
"I came here because I saw the screenshot. I didn't miss it when I just arrived, right?”
"Yangshen, didn't you want to slow down your skin? Now, only a hundred or so had come out. There was still a long way to go!”
"That's right, that's right. Continue to draw. Don't be a coward!”
"What kind of intentions do you have to instigate others to spend more money?”
"Where did this elementary school student come from? Go back and do your homework!”
"Yes, that's right. If you haven't finished your homework, hurry up and do it!”
……
There were also many viewers in the live streaming room who wanted to see Zhang Yang draw more. According to them, the money from the lucky draw was not even as much as the gift he gave.
Just as Zhang Yang was about to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of an engine coming from downstairs. It was getting closer and closer.
Their neighborhood was relatively old. There were very few young people and very few rich people. The best cars in the neighborhood were BMW or Mercedes-Benz.
There was really no sports car with such a violent engine in this neighborhood.
Zhang Yang even felt that this car was much more expensive than his sports car.
He walked to the window and saw a silver-white sports car parked in front of his building. A short-haired woman got out of the driver's seat.
Although she was dressed in a gender-neutral style, Zhang Yang could still tell if she was a man or a woman.
She was wearing a pair of sunglasses as she looked up at Zhang Yang's building. Zhang Yang had a feeling that she was looking at him.
Then, she slowly walked into Zhang Yang's building.
"Maybe it's just a neighbor's daughter who came back to visit her parents.”That was the only explanation Zhang Yang could give.
"Tycoon, are you still there?" At this moment, the voice of an immortal came from his notebook.
Zhang Yang thought about it and sent a bullet comment."I won't draw for now. I'll go offline first.”
Zhang Yang sent 200 [Fire Rockets] to Mortal Fairy and then closed Douyu's stream.
Just as he turned off the live broadcast, there was a knock on the door.
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