Chapter 165

Xiao Yueyue was on the verge of tears.

"Ladies, everyone knows the De Yun She headquarters is in the Imperial Capital, right?"

"Get lost! Who are you calling 'ladies'!" the three women shouted in unison.

Su Meng nodded helplessly at Zhang Xiaoyan.

"You heard that, so buy their plane tickets along with ours."

"Hmm... remember to ask them for reimbursement later."

"When you ask for reimbursement, add 50% extra as your running-around fee."

"Don't worry, they are big stars; they don't care about small change, and they won't know if you secretly add money."

Zhang Xiaoyan looked at this one, then at that one, feeling completely numb.

Big brother, are you stupid or am I stupid?

You said it right in front of them; how could they possibly not know?

"Come on, come on, Bai Xiao Ling, let's play a private game just between us two!"

On the plane, Su Meng said impatiently.

What the heck?

Several people around turned their gaze over simultaneously.

How do you manage to play such a private game in public and be so shameless about it?

Bai Xiao Ling's face instantly turned red; she was about to speak when she saw Su Meng reach into his pocket and pull out two dice.

Dice? Bai Xiao Ling felt instantly terrible.

You call playing dice a private game?

"Come on, come on, hurry up and roll; let me see how your luck is today!"

Su Meng has already become impatient.

For this period, Su Meng has carried these two dice with him every day, bathing and changing clothes before rolling them once daily.

But it is just so damn weird.

Don't even talk about 12; he has even rolled 10!

Su Meng has already completely lost confidence in his own luck.

Especially last time at Boss Yang's, wasting one million carefully saved popularity points, which made his heart ache immensely.

And this is supposed to be called 'husband-luck-bringing'?

Pfft!

Looking around, Bai Xiao Ling is still the most reliable!

Bai Xiao Ling has already had experience; although she didn't know what Su Meng was up to, she said nothing.

She simply picked up the two dice and casually tossed them onto the small table.

The two dice spun round and round for a few circles before slowly coming to a stop.

"Damn! It's 12 again!"

Su Meng was instantly stunned speechless; this girl's luck is way too good, isn't it?

Bai Xiao Ling was also somewhat surprised and instinctively picked up the dice to throw them again.

But the weird thing was, the final number that appeared was still 12!

Damn!

Su Meng quickly grabbed Bai Xiao Ling's hand tightly, closed his eyes slightly, and began chanting.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, lend me some luck, will you!"

"Heaven is vast, night is endless, the Queen Mother is my mother..."

Believing he had already received Bai Xiao Ling's luck, he immediately issued the command in his mind.

"System, ten consecutive draws!"

"Ding~ Congratulations, your draw is complete. You have received the following rewards:"

"1. God-level makeup technique mastery."

"2. Professional-level violin skill."

"3. Professional-level Peking Opera skill."

"4. God-level Yu Opera mastery."

"5. Professional-level percussion skill."

"6. Professional-level editing skill."

"7. Beginner-level all-instrument skill."

"8. Common Crosstalk scripts * 100."

"9. Common Peking Opera repertoires * 100."

"10. Common Yu Opera repertoires * 100."

Damn! I'm rich, I'm rich!

Su Meng was so happy he almost jumped up.

Indeed, Bai Xiao Ling's luck is heaven-defying; another grand slam?

Isn't this much better than drawing 'Thank You for Your Patronage'?

And two god-level skills? Although they seem not very commonly used, they are still god-level!

And out of these ten, only one was entry-level... wait!

Su Meng stared at that "Entry-Level Mastery of All Instruments" and went dumbfounded.

What the hell is this entry-level?

What does "all instruments" even mean? As long as it makes noise, Su Meng can play it!

Although aside from the instrument skill he drew himself, all other instruments were entry-level, he still knew how to play them!

An entry-level skill like this — you couldn't tempt me to trade it for a god-tier one!

"Come on, Xiao Ling, toss it again!"

The way Su Meng looked at Bai Xiao Ling was like looking at a rare treasure of the world, making Bai Xiao Ling's hair stand on end.

Still, she picked up the dice and tossed once, but the moment she glanced at them, her face immediately darkened.

A one and a two — what the hell kind of luck is that?

Again! Bai Xiao Ling tossed once more — a one and a three.

Again! A four!

Again! A five.

Again! A three.

After tossing more than a dozen times in a row, not once did it exceed five.

"Stop tossing!" Su Meng couldn't bear to watch anymore — he really had borrowed all of her luck, hadn't he.

Boss Yang watched from the side, also beside herself with amusement.

"Su Meng, she was just having heaven-defying luck a moment ago, and the moment you shook her hand, her luck turned bad?"

"So you're really a plague god?"

"What do you know?" Su Meng gave her an annoyed glare.

"I have a special ability — I can borrow other people's most outstanding trait to play with..."

"Pah! With so many people around, what nonsense are you spouting? How can something like that be 'played with'?" Boss Yang's face instantly turned red.

Su Meng's face was a picture of utter bewilderment.

What did I say? Isn't it just borrowing other people's most outstanding trait to play with?

What outstanding trait does Boss Yang have? Is it fun to play with?

"Oh-ho, so this must be Teacher Su — truly handsome, dashing, and every inch a talent."

The group had just walked out of the airport hall when someone rushed over, grabbed Su Meng's hand, and shook it vigorously.

That enthusiasm left Su Meng completely dumbfounded.

Buddy, who are you? Do I know you?