People are gambling crazily, their charm is super S

Especially Juraku Sachiko, who had already attacked herself, and there was also Nakashima Mo, a woman who had already taken the initiative to challenge her.

Sakura must be in a very bad mood. If the situation develops further and Sakura turns evil, such a gentle Sakura should not lock herself in the basement.

Chapter 106: Mid-term social practice, Naoki fights the blood-drawing dice.

Life in the hospital is quite comfortable, except that it is too boring to lie in bed all day long. However, it is also nice to be able to play with the mobile phone to relieve boredom.

Moreover, my girlfriend cares about me every day. It feels so good to be cared for.

Feeling that his health had almost improved, Naoki was urged to complete the discharge procedures.

Just in time to catch up with the midterm exam.

Having been tutored by Sachiko Juraku, Naoki felt that he performed well in this midterm exam. Although there were some questions he didn't know, passing was no problem.

The midterm exam lasted for two full days, and we had a holiday on Friday.

Naoki was just about to ask for leave to go skiing in Switzerland with Sakura when he received a notice about the college's social practice assessment.

"What kind of subject is this? I've never heard of it before."

Naoki asked curiously.

Meiari was also a special admissions student and knew nothing about this, so she shook her head.

Ge Long was more informed. She explained, "It's a social practice course. To strengthen the connection between what students learn in college and real-world work, there will be this assessment at both the midterm and final exams."

Naoki probably understood: "Just find a place to work for a few days and get a stamp and signature, that's it."

"Well, that's what I said, but it doesn't seem to be that simple after hearing from my senior."

Naoki didn't take it seriously. It was just a formality, how difficult could it be? If he couldn't find any connections, he could just spend some money and get a proof of employment at a shop.

Ge Long held up his phone to the two of them, which displayed discussion posts by students in the forum about the mid-term social practice assessment.

"I heard that the social practice assessment results will be helpful for admission to the student union. Those with higher scores will be noticed by the student union, and after graduation, if you have good results in this area, some companies will use it as a reference for your resume."

"Even though our college is very famous, it's outrageous that you can get high praise by doing a short job outside."

Mayari also felt that it was too exaggerated, after all, they were just high school students.

At this moment, the first-year Chinese class monitor, Suzui Ryota, came in with a stack of information. When the students glanced at him, he lowered his head uncomfortably.

Although he is the class monitor, in Baihuawang Academy, the class monitor is just a worker who takes care of all the chores and has no power, so he is often the one with the lowest status in the class.

"Students, the midterm social practice assessment items have been decided. Now let's draw lots to determine your respective assessment items."

Hey, I don’t have to look for this thing myself, but it’s already contacted?

This makes things less stressful.

One by one, the students came forward and drew their own projects. Most of them didn't understand what they were, while a few who had already found out the content of the projects showed bitter or happy expressions.

"I'm cleaning the river. That's great. This project is simple and can be solved with money."

……

It was Naoki's turn. She reached out and casually rummaged through the lottery box, pulling out a ball of paper.

It was unfolded on the spot, and it said: Assist the blood station in its voluntary blood donation work.

Just as Naoki was about to ask what the project was, he saw Suzui Ryota's eyes widen: "Wow, Utsugi-san, you won the rarest project that only one in the class can win. You're so lucky."

Hey, am I lucky?

Since this project is so rare, it should be very good. Assisting the blood station in blood donation sounds like a caring social welfare work.

Naoki took his project assessment form and went downstairs to compare information with Meiari and Katsura.

"What are you?"

Meiari twitched her lips and took the initiative to show her assessment form: "Providing psychological counseling to livestock digging in the soil to prevent them from causing trouble. I don't know what the hell this is."

"By the way, are there really livestock in our academy that are punished by digging in the dirt to pay off debts? That's too horrible."

Ge Long whispered softly, "Mine is simpler. I'll just give an open class to first graders and make them happy."

"I'm going to play the piano for them. By the way, Naoki, what's your project?"

Naoki showed his assessment form: "Assisting with the blood bank work, probably helping them with miscellaneous registration or something."

Seeing the content of Naoki's test, Ge Long's face changed: "Naoki, bad, it seems you have drawn the most difficult test item."

"Hey, how do you say that?"

Naoki said in surprise.

"Look, your assessment criteria states that your score is calculated based on the amount of blood donated that day."

"Uh... um."

"It was mentioned on the forum that in today's society, everyone is focused on their health, so few people are willing to donate blood. Even selling blood is rarely accepted. The last person who won this project was a wealthy second-generation rich kid. He spent five million, half a million per person, and only managed to get ten people who met the passing standard."

"Ah... is that so?"

Naoki also suddenly realized.

"But I heard that this kind of grade paid for is just barely passing."

"It's okay. I just happened to make tens of millions recently, so it should be enough."

Naoki doesn't care about money.

……

The next day, Naoki arrived at the East District Blood Station, where a blood donation vehicle was already parked. Unfortunately, time was running out, and the scheduled date was today.

A long-haired girl wearing glasses came over with a smile. She seemed to be the examiner I contacted yesterday.

"This must be Naoki-san, right? As expected of a student from Hyakkaou Academy, her demeanor alone gives you a distinct impression of her unique character."

"Senior, you are too polite."

After greeting her, Naoki immediately asked about his job responsibilities, "See how I can help you."

"Oh, your place has been arranged. Here."

The long-haired woman pointed to a table in the open space.

There was nothing on it, so Naoki asked assumingly, "Do you want me to help register your information?"

The long-haired girl smiled and said, "How dare I trouble Naoki-san with such a simple chore? You just need to be responsible for attracting customers to donate blood."

Recruiting...recruiting customers? Is this even possible?

What kind of job is this?

The long-haired woman had a large billboard pulled down, and the promotional words on it made Naoki open his mouth wide.

【Light up life with your love and save the future with your passion! 】

[The hot gambling begins now! 200ml, 50,000 yen, 400ml, 100,000 yen!]

Naoki blinked. "You don't mean to ask me to gamble with them to attract sales, do you?"

"Yes, the advertisement was sent to various community organizations yesterday. Because traditional methods are no longer able to attract caring citizens, after consulting with Baihuawang Academy, we decided to adopt a completely new format this year."

Naoki asked, "So, if I win, they donate blood, and if I lose, they get the corresponding amount of money, right?"

"That's right. I believe that Naoki-san, who comes from a prestigious school, will be able to attract a lot of sales for us."

One hundred thousand yuan per person, one million yuan is something that can be taken out, and it’s not a big problem if you lose it all.

To confirm this, Naoki asked again: "If we lose, I will pay them the bet, right?"

"No no no."

The long-haired girl held Naoki in her arms affectionately and said, "Why would I let Naoki-san bear the bet money?"

"To be honest, money doesn't mean anything to us."

Naoki was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the examiner at the blood station was so kind-hearted that he didn't even want to pay for it himself.

"We don't lack money, we just need blood."

The long-haired woman revealed her true face, her smile like a demon from hell, "If Naoki loses, just like them, you can just draw a little blood to offset the bet."

"However, as someone assisting us, Naoki only needs to draw 50ml each time. Even if we lose all of it, we can still achieve ten sales points."

Naoki:……

Take back what I said just now, this woman is simply a devil!

I thought she had a conscience, but she is just trying to fleece the person.

I finally understand why this assessment project is so difficult. Without the money to spend, it's a life-or-death struggle. This is too much of a test of your mental fortitude.

The amount of blood donated at one time cannot exceed 400ml, and I am weak and I will probably faint before I can donate that much.

This social practice assessment is also included in the midterm exam score, so you can't escape it.

So, can't lose.

"What is the gambling project?"

Naoki asked calmly.

"Oh, well, Naoki, just pick what you're good at. We've already prepared all kinds of gambling equipment."

Naoki scanned the gambling equipment in the nearby cabinet and analyzed, "Mahjong requires four people, and Go can be played by two people, but both games require a lot of time."

"We need to decide the winner quickly to attract more customers, and we also have to consider public acceptance. So, dice and poker are the most suitable. Let's use these."

Naoki took down a set of dice.

The long-haired girl was stunned by what she said. She didn't expect that the girl in front of her would accept the rules of the game so quickly. She didn't run away crying, and she didn't even deliberately choose a gambling method that would take a long time to decide the winner to delay time.

The final dice chosen is also determined to achieve better performance.

It's really amazing.

In fact, there is no other option. All Naoki can show off now is the intermediate mind reading technique and the elementary point control technique.

If you want to ensure victory, point control is obviously more suitable.

"Why is there something wrong with this dice..."

As soon as Naoki touched the dice, he realized that it felt wrong.

"Oh, we also helped prepare the dice for cheating. I thought Naoki would need them."

The long-haired woman looked at me and said, "Look how thoughtful I am. I have prepared everything in advance."

"No, I don't need that. Just give me ordinary dice."

Naoki changed to an ordinary dice, shook it a few times to try it out, and felt that it felt good.

"Well, that's the rules of the game. If it's just a simple bet on the size, then those without any real skills won't dare to come."

Naoki held a dice and said, "Let's see which number the two rolls is closer to the public number drawn by lot. Of course, this number will be announced after the dice are rolled."

"Oh, in this case, even people who don't know how to use dice at all will dare to try their luck."

The long-haired woman nodded.

Gambling skills can be honed, and rolling dice is one of them. Even if it seems incredible to beginners, talented people can, after practice, shake out three ones every time.

However, most people's dice training is limited to this, because in general dice games, three ones are the smallest number, and three sixes are the largest number. A considerable number of people who don't know how to roll will only shake the largest and smallest numbers.

The advertisement of the long-haired girl was quite good. While the two were talking, a man came over.

The man was young and thin. He looked at the sign and said, "I heard there's a gambling expert here. What's the bet?"

Seeing a potential customer, the long-haired woman immediately approached to solicit him: "It's a dice roll. As long as the number rolled is closer to the target number, you win. It's a best-of-three game."

"Oh, it's a simple game. How do you determine the target points?"

"From 3:00 to 18:00, the decision will be made by drawing lots."

"Very fair."

The thin man sat on the gambling table and said, "Come on."

Unexpectedly, a customer came on stage so soon. The long-haired woman pressed Zhixi on the stool and said: "Come on, this is our gambling master."