"Mo Zhining, don't be stupid," the man suddenly said.
The threatening words rang in his ears, and the kid was startled:
"I know."
His father was telling him not to draw the worst room.
But who could guarantee such a thing?
Moreover, the show crew was very wicked!
At this moment, Ye Hao was also whispering to his son, "When you draw, rely on our instinct. Don't hesitate. Grab and take it out!"
Sometimes instinct was reliable!
It was commonly known as the sixth sense.
Shitou nodded firmly.
"Okay!"
The host smiled.
"Little Shitou, come on."
Shitou walked forward. He rubbed his hands and exhaled twice before he finally put his little hand into the box.
His father had told him to take out the one he grabbed!
He quickly grabbed one ball.
The host immediately announced, "Ye family has Room No.1!"
