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Teacher Zeng took the gum but didn't eat it.

"Young man, is b the correct answer?"

Teacher Zeng nodded, shook his head again, and said, "I don't know either."

After choosing B, he won five million. But Yifei escaped him again.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he had chosen D at that time, would it still be like this now?

The old man laughed twice and said, "No, you actually know."

What is this old man talking nonsense? I don’t know. Teacher Zeng asked back with disregard, “Oh? Where is it?”

"Here." The old man patted his heart and said with a smile: "Do what you think is right. Believe me."

After saying that, this strange old man left.

Seeing the old man gradually blending into the darkness, Teacher Zeng gradually curled up the corner of his mouth and hummed indifferently.

[Teacher Zeng: There are obviously not many words and still learn to be a master of spiritual chicken soup from others. Which mental hospital is this a mental illness? Ah Yeh!! Ah Yeh!! Who is scolding me?]

However, the old man's words are still a bit beneficial.

At least it made Teacher Zeng feel a little happy.

Teacher Zeng, as Xiaoqiang who cannot be beaten, has this color and opened a dyeing workshop.

The loss of not catching up with Yifei just now gradually faded away.

At this time, it is best to use a green arrow chewing gum to set off my brother Xian’s happy heart.

When he raised his hand, he saw what was in his hand and Teacher Zeng was shocked.

"Damn it! Where is the promised Green Arrow Chewing Gum?!! How did it become a train ticket!! That old bastard cheat me?

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?!! Ah Yeh!! Ah Yeh!! Damn, I scolded me again, that old bastard. Ah Yeh!! Ah Yeh!!”

He took out a tissue and blew his nose. Teacher Zeng looked at the train ticket in his hand and said to himself: "It must be the old man who gave it wrong. I have to return this ticket to others quickly. Let's see where this train ticket comes from."

No front, turn over.

There was a small post-it note on the train ticket, and the post-it note was written as "Bitch Zeng"

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Memory seems to be confused in an instant. Delete, add, integrate.

"Yeah, she gave me this train ticket before the show started."

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At this time, a taxi drove on the road.

Meanwhile, on a taxi in Yifei.

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However, the one in her hand was the one that the old man stuffed into her.

But the biggest problem is that except for the [Bitch Zeng] train ticket, the other two are exactly the same ticket.

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What the hell is this? That old man is...

ruler…………!!!!

Suddenly, a sudden brake was braked, and Yifei's head hit the seat in front.

My thoughts were interrupted immediately.

Yifei suddenly became angry and scolded the driver: "Damn it!! Can you drive!!!"

"Sorry, Miss, the jeep in front just changed lanes in violation of regulations. It's okay."

Yifei glanced out of the window in front of the car, glanced at the driver's pale hair reflected in the rearview mirror, and thought to herself that the driver was a little old, so she would rather not scare the old man.

He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'm not that crispy. Driver, please keep driving forward."

"Okay. I'm really sorry, Miss."

After pressing the accelerator, the taxi drove forward again.

Yifei only has one ticket left.

Yifei's memory seemed to be like the thoughts just now, and it broke out in the collision just now.

Yifei was unaware of this. It was just like the scene that appeared on the same screen with three tickets on the same screen that never appeared in her memory.

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