Live fortune telling is so popular that global bosses ask me to come out

Looking at this scene, Editor Luo also had a hint of an aunt's smile on his lips.

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"I have a question, why do these two guys want to live in someone else's house?"

"Maybe because...the rent is expensive?"

"Then why did you choose your own benefactor? Why not harm others?"

"Have you ever heard of a saying? If you win a favor, you will gain a certain amount of hatred."

……

As night approaches, the next lucky person arrives quietly.

"Hello, I want to calculate the marriage."

On the screen, the boy looked shy.

Marriage?

That's quite civilized.

The young man seemed to be sitting at home, and the white and gorgeous wardrobe behind him caught everyone's eyes.

A white wardrobe with gold edges looks low-key yet luxurious.

The mouse in the young man's hand entered the camera, which surprised the fans in the live broadcast room.

Because this mouse is very expensive according to the logo of a certain treasure.

Even they who were used to seeing rich people in Douyin were surprised.

This little boy's family is really rich.

Look at the clothes on this body. You can't find the brand at all. They must be customized directly by the family abroad.

Only in this way can the brand not be found.

"Marriage?" Hong Comb raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes," the boy said, his face slightly red.

"I particularly like a female classmate in our school. She is very beautiful. I want to calculate whether she and I will have a chance to become a family in the future?"

Red Comb stared at him carefully and was silent for a moment.

"Do you have a photo of that classmate of yours that I can take a look at?"

The young man's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes..."

The young man looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. He reached out and took the Ultraman's large schoolbag beside him and rummaged through it.

Soon, he took out a stack of photos.

There are photos of some people falling asleep, others looking at the blackboard, and even photos of people talking to others.

Without even thinking about it, these photos must have been taken secretly.

The boy placed it on the table as if he had found a treasure, and his careful movements made the fans in the live broadcast room shout that their youth is gone.

After all, who didn’t have someone they loved when they were young?

Hongshu looked at those photos and praised: "Beautiful!"

The young man was very happy, extremely happy.

After all, this was Hong Comb, who was famously beautiful, and now the beauty of the person he liked was enough to be praised by her. As expected, his taste was excellent.

But he didn't know that what Redcomb was talking about was not the girl's beauty, but what she did.

"Your name……"

Before the last words of Hong Comb were spoken, the young man couldn't wait to add them.

"Fang Qingyuan."

"Good name!"

The three words "red comb" made the young man blush.

The master spoke so nicely that he was even embarrassed.

"Your father gave you a good name." After Hongshu praised it, he asked, "Did you confess to someone last night?"

"Yes, yes," Fang Qingyuan nodded repeatedly.

"I confessed to her, but she wanted me to give her a day to think about it. It's almost a day now, and I'm a little nervous, so I wanted to ask first."

Hongshu nodded to express his understanding, "Look at your phone."

"Here comes the answer you asked for."

Fang Qingyuan was a little nervous and opened WeChat with trembling hands.

Then, looking at the big words above, his eyes widened in shock.

She actually... agreed?

Fang Qingyuan grinned and couldn't stop the smile.

"Thank you, master, thank you, master..."

Fang Qingyuan clasped his hands together, his expression of gratitude should not be too obvious.

"Well..." Hongcomb pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Don't thank me first."

It made her feel quite guilty.

Ok?

Fang Qingyuan didn't understand.

"Maybe she doesn't like you that much."

The truth was harsh, and Fang Qingyuan's face instantly turned ugly.

"No, she likes me. If she didn't like me, how could she agree to date me?"

Live broadcast room: "Is it possible that you are too rich?"

"impossible!"

Fang Qingyuan immediately refuted the voices of some friends in the live broadcast room, "I never exposed the specific situation of my family when I was in school."

Fang Qingyuan said, grabbing his clothes and saying: "Look, the clothes I wear are all from street vendors, and they don't even have a brand."

"And my shoes..."

Fang Qingyuan held his feet and showed everyone his shoes, "Look, the shoes were bought for dozens of dollars, and they are worthless. I disguised them very well."

Friends in the live broadcast room: "So, is it really a street vendor?"

Fang Qingyuan nodded repeatedly, "It must be a street vendor. I usually live on campus just to be like everyone else."

Fang Qingyuan said, feeling that his idea must be right.

"So, she can't be with me because of my money, she must be because she likes me."

As Fang Qingyuan said, he felt more confident about himself.

Ok……

Red Comb: "Does your dad have a photo of you in his wallet?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Fang Qingyuan admitted carelessly and had no intention of hiding it.

Isn't it normal for his dad to have his photo in his wallet?

"Then the reason is found. She knows you from your father's wallet."

The word "knowledge" in Hong Comb's mouth naturally does not mean simply "knowledge".

But to know Fang Qingyuan's identity, not his face.

Fang Qingyuan was dumbfounded.

From his dad's wallet?

Can his goddess get in touch with his father?

"That's wrong." Fang Qingyuan shook his head repeatedly, "Yu Ru's family background is average. How do you know my dad? Are you pretending to be an ordinary person like me?"

"But I heard them say that Yuru's grandma still seems to be picking up garbage for a living. She can't hide like me, right?"

Redcomb nodded: "She didn't hide it."

"But she does know your dad."

"Do you remember how many poor students your father sponsored?"

Fang Qingyuan understood.

"So, what the master means is that there is no possibility for the two of us to become a family, right?"

In Fang Qingyuan's vaguely hopeful eyes, Hongshu slowly shook his head.

I knew it was like this...wait, are you shaking your head?

"You will become a family in the future," Redcomb looked at his head.

"Mother and son can be considered a family...right?"

The barrage area of ​​the live broadcast room was full of "hahahahaha" mercilessly.

Fang Qingyuan touched her hair, and then looked at the message on her phone that she agreed.

Well...the hair is green.

Although it didn't stay green for long.

However, if there is no master of red comb, it is hard to say how long it will stay green.

The fortune-telling money this time was the easiest for Hong Comb to earn.

With a relaxed smile, Red Comb connected to the next person.

"Master, master, please save me."

On the screen, a man in hospital clothes looked frightened, "Master, master, please help me. They took me to a mental hospital, but I'm not mentally ill at all."