CHAPTER 202: CHAPTER 175: GRANDPA’S DREAM VISIT

[Honestly, after watching the streamer so many times, every time there’s a lottery draw, I always think, what if I get picked? Then I’d ask this question. But I never thought someone would really ask it...]

[It’s a thousand bucks, bro. Couldn’t you ask something else? If you really want to know, why not just spend a few bucks to buy a lottery ticket?]

[Let me guess, he doesn’t think the streamer can provide him with lottery numbers, does he?]

[Give it up, man. This kind of stuff has been seriously refused by the streamer before; it’s impossible.]

...

However, Wang Qiuhui shook his head, "How could that be! I obviously know such a question can’t be asked lightly."

From everyone’s reaction, it seemed like he really didn’t intend to ask Mu Yunchu for lottery numbers.

Because that spontaneous reaction couldn’t deceive anyone.

Wang Qiuhui was so excited he almost bounced out of the driver’s seat.

As if he had suffered some great injustice.

His face was all like: How could you guys think of me like this.

But he had to admit, the question he asked was indeed a bit too casual.

Under the repeated questioning from netizens, he finally revealed why he asked that question.

"First of all, I want to declare that I’m really not someone who fantasizes about getting rich without working for it." Wang Qiuhui raised his left hand next to his head.

[Then why are you still buying lottery tickets?]

Wang Qiuhui cleared his throat rather unnaturally, "There’s a reason for that."

[What’s the reason?]

Wang Qiuhui suddenly lowered his voice. If he weren’t still driving, netizens would have guessed his reaction could be bigger, "Mainly because I feel like the heavens are giving me a sign."

[Huh? How are they signaling you?]

Then, Wang Qiuhui recounted his experience from last night, hoping to gain approval from the netizens.

"The story starts with a dream I had last night."

[You’re not going to say you dreamt of the double-color ball numbers, are you?]

"Almost." Wang Qiuhui could only glance at one or two comments at a time, so he would directly respond to the ones he saw.

He dreamed of his grandfather who had passed away long ago.

Strangely, in the dream, his grandfather couldn’t say a word, but he was holding two objects.

[What objects???]

Wang Qiuhui shook his head, "Honestly, it was really too far away, and when people wake up from a dream, memories tend to fade."

So he felt it was quite fortunate to even remember the scene at that moment.

"Although I couldn’t clearly see what was in his hands, I vaguely remember they were like two ball-like objects."

They weren’t small in size either.

Later, Wang Qiuhui reasoned that his grandfather probably used those objects to indicate something since he feared it would be unclear otherwise.

"Of course, the most important thing is, those two," he paused for a moment, adding a preface, "Let’s consider them as two balls for now."

Then he resumed his point, "The most important thing is the color of these two balls, one red and one blue."

In the livestream room with so many people, there were bound to be some who frequently play the lottery.

Upon hearing this sentence, someone immediately reacted.

[Are you talking about the double-color ball?]

Wang Qiuhui seemed to have finally found a kindred spirit, waving his hands and slapping the air multiple times, "Yes, yes, I didn’t get it then, but now I feel that’s what it meant."

His grandpa was hinting at him to buy the double-color ball.

Why hint at him? It must be because he’s going to win!

[...I have a feeling this reasoning is a bit of a stretch.]

[If you’re saying that, I once dreamed I was riding a cruise ship, does that mean someone’s going to give me a yacht?]

[Hahaha... I think the first thing this wannabe benefactor should do is see a doctor.]

...

"You see, you guys still don’t believe me."

Wang Qiuhui wasn’t upset at all by the voices mocking him; instead, he wanted to prove his feeling was right with some upcoming events.

"This is really strange. Maybe you don’t believe me, but I’ve always thought there’s a so-called ’pattern’ in this world, and when certain things are about to happen, there will be a very strong premonition."

His grandpa had passed away for more than a decade and almost never appeared in his dreams.

How coincidental that he appeared last night, holding two balls.

There were also scenes that Wang Qiuhui couldn’t describe in words, and he faintly felt that even though his grandpa was standing far away, he definitely wanted to shout something to him.

Unfortunately, he didn’t catch a word.

[Alright then, while I do agree with what you’re saying that people with a talent for the mystic arts have a strong sixth sense, you still need to provide more examples. Just basing this on a vague dream is too hard for us to believe.]

Wang Qiuhui nodded.

"Of course, there must be other things, which is why I am so certain."

After waking up from the dream, he still had to go to work normally.

As a ride-hailing driver, he absolutely couldn’t miss the opportunity to make money during the morning rush hour.

Just like always, he left home with two pieces of bread.

But before he even got to the downtown area, he encountered a cargo truck that had to brake suddenly and narrowly avoided an accident.

"Luckily, I reacted quickly and braked in time, otherwise the front bumper of my car would have been done for."

Then I’d have to pay for repairs, and that would be a huge loss.

[That sounds quite frustrating.]

Wang Qiuhui continued, "But fortunately, no accident happened, and I saw that the truck driver was trying to avoid a kid who dashed across the street. The cargo on his truck fell off."

The road was only so wide, so there was no way to pass. Wang Qiuhui decided to get out and help, at least that way he could leave earlier.

"Guess what? His truck was loaded with boxes of those giant exercise balls."

[Don’t tell me they were only red and blue.]

"Not exactly," Wang Qiuhui changed his tone, "but the box I picked up only contained red and blue ones."

[...]

[You’re kidding, that’s so mysterious?]

By now, some people started to question if they were too stubborn with their earlier thoughts, unable to resist reconsidering.

"Of course it is!"

"But that’s not even the end of it."

Like gaining recognition, Wang Qiuhui spoke with increasing enthusiasm, "Also... when I was leaning by the roadside having lunch, suddenly a red and a blue plastic bag floated by my car window."

"And just now, I picked up a passenger who was talking on the phone in the car saying today was such a lucky day and deciding to buy a lottery ticket or something."

...

As he went on and on, Wang Qiuhui eventually slowed down.

"Do you know what the scariest part is?"

[What’s the scariest part?]

Unconsciously, the netizens had been completely drawn into what he was saying, turning into a chorus of echoes.