pjbooks Chapter 322 SSR
Chapter 322 SSR
Gradually, after experiencing the stunning beauty of the goddess Bai Zhi,
Some people noticed something unusual at the bottom of the poster.
"Holy crap, why is there a tiny letter 'R' at the bottom of my picture?"
"Me too, R! I just saw Old Liu's picture next door is also R. Does this thing have levels?"
The boys who were drooling over the posters suddenly had their "gacha gene" ingrained in their DNA awakened at this moment.
People didn't even bother wiping the sweat from their faces; they started frantically exchanging glances, and some even began trying to find posters with different letters.
Just then.
A sharp, piercing sound suddenly erupted from the crowd, even carrying a hint of cracking from excessive excitement:
"Holy crap!! I pulled an SR!! It's an SR!!!"
That voice was like a signal flare, instantly attracting the attention of hundreds of people around.
A thin boy wearing thick glasses was holding up a poster with trembling hands.
Jiang Baizhi in that poster was not wearing that iconic retro plaid skirt.
Instead, she was wearing a simple white T-shirt that even exuded a sense of "private life".
With her hair in a high ponytail and wearing jeans, she was showing an extremely gentle smile.
That was Jiang Bai's outfit during her audition!
"Oh my god... I've never seen this picture online before!"
"SR... Super Rare? Rare?!"
"OMG, the goddess in this photo has such gentle eyes, it feels like she's smiling at me in her own home..."
A palpable sense of envy, jealousy, and hatred spread like a poisonous gas throughout the crowd in an instant.
"Bro! Five hundred bucks! Sell me this poster, I'll transfer the money right now!"
A parent dressed in a suit, clearly an "old Deng" parent who had come to the school for an event, didn't care about his image at this moment and squeezed through with red eyes.
"Five hundred? Who do you think you are! I'll offer a thousand!"
Another dark-skinned PE student slammed his meal card and wallet on the table, his voice booming.
"I'd even consider a thousand dollars a bargain for such a sacred artifact that could be passed down through generations!"
In the blink of an eye.
The blind box, which originally cost fifty yuan, saw its price skyrocket on the secondary market due to this poster with the "SR" logo.
One hundred, five hundred, one thousand...
This crazy price increase made Su Ze, who was collecting money on the side, start shaking with excitement.
"Sister Baizhi."
Su Ze turned his head and looked at Jiang Bai, who was sitting there calmly, his voice trembling.
"Did we... set the price too low? These people are practically eating up our stall!"
Jiang Bai tilted his head gracefully, his fox ears twitched slightly, and he revealed a smile that was both holy and somewhat "innocent":
"Brother Aze, Baizhi just wants to raise more money for charity. The amount of money... is not important."
[Ding! Host, please stop your performance.]
[You just did the math in your head: if all three thousand blind boxes sold for one thousand yuan each, you could buy a toilet in Shanghai.]
Just as everyone was scrambling to get their hands on the SR poster.
"Thump!!!"
A voice, extremely heavy and even carrying a sense of sacred inviolability, rang out from the middle of the formation.
"Wait...wait a minute..."
A boy with an ordinary appearance, who even looked a bit like a programmer, was staring intently at the poster that had just been unfolded in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the road with a "thud".
The poster in his hand had three huge, gleaming gold letters at the bottom that were almost blinding to everyone around him:
【SSR】
Quiet.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.
Immediately afterwards, a scream ten times more violent than before erupted!
"SSR!!! It's SSR!!!"
"Holy crap! That's a close-up of the goddess's tear on 'The Voice of China'! A golden, shimmering version!!"
"Help... This quality, this isn't a poster anymore, this is a miracle!!"
On that poster, Jiang Bai's profile was stunning, and the single tear about to fall from the corner of his eye, thanks to the unique printing process of SSR, actually looked as if it were shimmering slightly.
Coupled with the gold-embossed words, "I shed tears for you, and I am proud of you," it's practically a physical "soul-crushing" blow!
The boys around them went crazy instantly.
If looking at SRs just now was out of envy, then looking at SSRs now is just outright robbery!
"Brother, I need to talk to you about something."
A burly man, rubbing his hands together and eager to fight, surrounded them, his eyes gleaming with a green light.
"I'll offer three thousand... no, five thousand for this SSR card! If you're willing to part with it, you'll be like an older brother to me at the Shanghai Theatre Academy!"
"Get lost! Five thousand doesn't even deserve to touch this card!"
"I'll trade you the latest flagship phone! Bro, wanna trade?!"
The guy who got the SSR is currently experiencing a state of "extreme fear following extreme happiness".
He looked around at the pairs of eyes that seemed to want to devour him alive, and in extreme tension, he let out a piercing scream just like Zhang Yan's before she died:
"Don't come any closer!! This is mine!!"
"This is a blessing bestowed upon me by the Goddess Baizhi!! I'll fight anyone who tries to take it from me!!"
He tightly rolled the poster into his arms, curled up into a ball, and trembled.
What should I do? I'm thinking of calling the police, Ah Wai!
Someone's trying to steal the poster!
.......
Jiang Bai sat in the shade, watching this absurd human drama unfold, his lips twitching violently.
"Chief, I expected them to get excited when they saw the poster, but I didn't expect them to be this excited!"
"This isn't a school!"
"They're clearly treating this place like a branch venue in Las Vegas!"
next to.
While wiping the sweat from his forehead, Su Ze grinned like a fool who had won five million, waving his nearly overloaded QR code at Jiang Bai:
"Bai Zhi, these hundreds of blind boxes are almost sold out!"
"I thought I could make it through the entire school sports meet, but these bastards didn't even give us three hours!"
"That makes sense, after all, if it weren't for your brother's persuasion, we probably would have covered even your first night after you left the factory."
While sighing, Su Ze looked at the crowd vying for the poster and couldn't help but tease them:
"Brother-in-law... oh no, Jiang Bai's vision is still too narrow!"
"Bai Zhi, look at the way these people are acting! If we just took out these posters and auctioned them off one by one, starting at a hundred, I guarantee that our class's donations would be enough to build a fountain at the school gate!"
"What a pity, it's only fifty pieces. Even if there are hundreds of them, they won't make much money."
"auction?"
Jiang Bai was slightly taken aback, and his pair of white fox ears drooped down obediently as he pondered.
He silently rolled his eyes in his mind:
"Auctioning a poster? A piece of paper that costs less than 2 yuan to print, wouldn't my conscience hurt if I auctioned it off for thousands of yuan?"
"That's exploiting people, not doing charity!"
However, Su Ze's words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly slicing through Jiang Bai's "split personality" brain circuits.
"The blind box approach, which focuses on low-end sales volume, can only really squeeze some pocket money out of these poor students."
"If the stall remains empty for the next two and a half days, how much less will we receive in donations?"
"Since these families are so wealthy..."
"Why don't I go for the mid-to-high-end market?"