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Mark smiled and said, "Please don't worry, Miss Helen, nothing will go wrong, the vast majority of students here can swim and we don't go to places with deep water!"

Helen then nodded slightly and said, "Be sure to be careful, it's easy to have problems in the water. "

Mark smiled faintly and suddenly said, "Ee? There's a lottery spot there, Teacher Helen, Tami, let's go and try our luck!"

"I won't go, I've never had that kind of luck, you guys go play, I'll just chat with Tami here!" Helen smiled and politely declined.

Mark then couldn't help but be a little disappointed and turned to Wendell who was also not swimming in the water next to him and asked with a smile, "Wendell, why don't we go over together, you just got a 10, 000 dollar bonus, just take out a few dollars to have a little fun, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Have a little fun?"

Wendell couldn't help but smile and said, "Although I know I don't have the luck and I don't approve of wasting it, but since Class President Pemo has invited me, I naturally can't refuse to give face, so let's just have a little fun!"

In his heart, he was sneering, it looked like Mark's fox's tail was about to be revealed. However, it was only to buy a few lottery tickets, which would cost at most a dozen dollars, if it was in the past Wendell might have considered it, but now, he could afford it!

"However, buying a lottery ticket may not be cashed on the spot, and we don't know when the prize will be drawn, so there's no point in buying it, so why don't we buy scratchers and play!" Mark suddenly said with a smile, "This kind of scratch game is interesting, it's purely based on personal luck, and it's not expensive either, it's only a few dollars a piece, how about that?"

Wendell was just about to speak when he felt someone touch his back, he immediately knew it was Tami, because according to the orientation of the station, the only one who could secretly touch himself without being discovered by Mark was Tami's position.

The first thing you need to do is to get a great idea of what you are getting into.

However, Wendell nodded with a smile and said, "Fine, I'm not very familiar with lotteries and the like, so I'll just listen to everything as arranged by Class President Pemo!"

After going through the cruel training of the intelligent brain, Wendell was no longer the bratty kid who had low self-esteem and was prone to impulsiveness, not to mention anything else, just the cruel ‘body building exercises' that he was able to endure had trained Wendell's tough nerves.

"Alright then, let's go over there!" Mark smiled faintly and said, "Teacher Helen, Tami, Brother Graham, let's go over together, play casually, maybe we can win a few hundred dollars, it's also considered pocket money!"

At that Wendell's heart was a cold laugh, a few hundred dollars might be pocket money for Mark, but for Wendell, it was a month or of his living expenses!

"In that case, then let's all go over and take a look!" Helen said with a smile, at the same time, through these few short hours of observation, she also understreat Wendell's relationship with Mark, apparently, this brother she had just recognized was not on too great terms with Mark!

The five of them arrived at the lottery spot in front of them, because the place was a bit desolate, plus it was now a hot midday, so at this mument, the only person inside the lottery spot was the fat boss lying on a rocking chair and dozing off.

"Boss, don't sleep, business is coming!" Mark shouted violently, that boss suddenly jolted and hurriedly sat up, when he looked clearly, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Sorry, it was too hot, so I took a nap."

"Oh, don't sleep, boss, get us some scratchers!" Mark said with a smile.

The fat boss immediately nodded at his words and said with a smile on his face, "Yes, there are several kinds of scratchers, ranging from to ten dollars a piece, I don't know what kind you all want?"

"Give me the ten dollar one, the higher the price, the higher the winnings!" Mark waved his big hand, looking wise as he turned his head again and asked Wendell, "Wendell, which one do you want?"

Wendell pondered slightly, from the mument Mark first entered the lottery spot, he could see the problem.

No matter who else it was, if he was rashly woken up from a dream and was suddenly drinking heavily, his face would not look too great. But this fat boss was just full of smiles, an oddity that others didn't notice, but Wendell, who had long been wary of Mark, did.

It seems that this fat boss definitely knows Mark, could there be something fishy between these ?

Thinking of this, Wendell smiled faintly and said, "I want ten dollars a piece as well, the same as Class President Pemo!"

"Wendell, you……" said Tami, who followed in, worried: "Just play casually, don't get addicted to it, there are so many people buying lottery tickets, but how many can really win? "

Wendell smiled and nodded his head, saying, "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion!"

Since this fat boss knew Mark, it was impossible for Wendell not to be on guard, he had already decided to stop as soon as he saw that the mumentum was not right, he was not going to act like an ingrate and be casually tricked by Mark!

The fat boss took out a stack of scratchers from the counter and said with a smile, "Here are all ten pieces, this little brother, you can take your pick!"

Saying that, he took out another stack and put it in front of Mark, laughing, "You can also pick whatever you want!"

Seeing this action of the fat boss, Wendell immediately raised his eyebrows, although this fat boss seemed to be unintentionally giving a stack of scratchers to each of the people, allowing Wendell and Mark to pick at will, but in reality Wendell noticed that the scratchers in front of him and Mark were not taken out from the same cabinet!

The first time he saw it, I was able to see through the silver pulp that covered the scratch area.

Thinking of this, Wendell's heart thumped. If he could see through it, …… he suddenly found that he seemed to have found the easiest way to make money, and, this road only he alone could take, no second person would ever know. And, it was sensible and legal!

Forcing his heart to almost shout out with joy, Wendell brushed his fingers over the stack of scratchers in front of him, while concentrating on it.

However, the result left Wendell stunned.

It wasn't because he couldn't see through the silver paste covering the scratching area, in fact, it was the opposite, the silver paste covering was nothing at all, he just concentrated a little and his gaze easily penetrated the silver paste covering area.

However, underneath the silver pulp covered area, there was no prize!

Wendell had flipped through dozens of scratchers, and the most of them, only had a prize of five dollars!

To be continued....