you are my color

The Xing police guarded the school gate, seeing that it was noon when school was over, many students came out of the school in twos and threes.

He quickly put on his sunglasses, walked behind a big tree on one side, and hid his figure to stare at the students who came out.

When he finally saw a familiar figure, his face was filled with joy, and his heart jumped.It's a pity that just as he was about to pass, he saw another tall and burly man coming out from behind that figure.

Although the man was wearing sunglasses, Xing Jing recognized him at a glance. He was the confidant who stayed by his brother's side all year round.

Unexpectedly, my brother gave him to someone else.

Xing Jing frowned.

He didn't expect that his brother valued Wen Qing so much.But in this way, his plan to take the boy away directly will not be completed.

That man is only loyal to his elder brother, let alone him, he doesn't even listen to his father's words.

Xing Jing couldn't think of any other way, he could only watch the man leave with Wen Qing.

The plan failed as soon as it was formulated, which made the Xing police distraught, and decided to start plan two immediately.

As for plan two...it was nothing more than that every time he was beaten by his brother until he was helpless, he ran to Mother Xing to pretend to be wronged and complained, cried, made trouble and hanged himself, and Mother Xing would naturally help him.

It's just that he's not stupid enough to know that he can't tell Mother Xing the truth about this.Otherwise, if mother knew that he was in conflict with his elder brother because of someone who was not compatible with the Xing family, she would definitely not make him feel better, let alone let him get what he wanted.

Xing's mother loves him for what he loves, and the concept of family status is deeply ingrained in her mind.

Wen Qing didn't know that the police came to block him, but there was a system, and every move of this fool could not escape his sight.

"Come? Gone again?"

"Yes, yes," the system said angrily, "Host, you really should teach him a hard lesson, otherwise he will be too arrogant. I know you always regard these as virtual scenes in the mind of the general, I didn't really take it seriously, so I didn't want to have the same knowledge as them. But you obviously have feelings for the general, don't you think this is contradictory?"

"..." Wen Qing was speechless for a moment.He didn't expect that his self-deception would be exposed by the system one day.

But what Xiao Yao said was right.He likes the consciousness body, but feels that these worlds are fake, he is working hard for the mission, so what is the consciousness of the general immersed in it?

"I was wrong," Wen Qing sighed, "You're right, I shouldn't adopt an indulgent attitude, thinking that Xing Jie is there, and I can rely on him. While enjoying the relationship, I should also do something It is."

"Yeah." The system gave him a cheerful response.

"Then what is the host going to do?"

"Let's start with self-reliance and self-improvement," Wen Qing smiled, "I can't really just be a rice bug like this, find something that the original owner is good at, make achievements, do it to the extreme, and make everyone look up to it Degree."

"...I always feel that this has nothing to do with face slapping..." the system murmured in disappointment.

"Silly little demon, the stronger I am, the more painful the faces of those who have bullied me will be. Two people are torn together in the street, not only ugly, but also look low. The real slap in the face is as long as you have a look, a Emotions, someone rushes out to beat the other party for you. Even if you didn't say or do anything, those people themselves regret it to death."

"... Is the host talking about the general?" The system suddenly realized.

"..." Forget it, the system is not human, he doesn't force the other party to fully understand what he said.And from another perspective, Xiao Yao's words are actually correct.Xing Jie wanted to slap him in the face more than once, but he declined with various reasons.

"What is the host going to be good at?"

"Xiao Yao, have you forgotten? My identity in this world is now an invincible Feng Shui master." Wen Qing smiled, "What I said to the fragments at the beginning deliberately exposed many operable flaws. As long as it is not Using feng shui to seek huge profits for yourself is not considered a ruinous design."

That's okay too?The system was shocked.

"It just so happens that it's the weekend, so I'll start another live broadcast."

"Isn't the host not ready yet?"

"There is nothing to prepare." Wen Qing said, "The advantage of live broadcasting is that you can do whatever you want, and there are no fixed rules."

So when Xing Jie was happy and wanted to spend a sweet weekend with his lover, he was directly pushed out of the bedroom by the teenager who was planning to start a live broadcast.

The man's face fell.

He found that he had many rivals in love, not only his younger brother, but also the live broadcast.Why did Twitch agree to Xiaoqing's live broadcast every weekend?Isn't that cutting your own sweet time?

This Wen Qing live broadcast, the initial number of people in the live broadcast room was quite a lot, most of them had been here before.

Many people desperately posted barrage, asking him what happened to the two high-quality men who rushed into the camera at the end of the last live broadcast, and what was their relationship with him.

Others couldn't wait to announce that the man who yelled was the "Xing Jing" of the local showbiz.Although the other man didn't see his face, since he was called brother, he should be Xing Jie of the Xing Group.

It is obvious that the person who said this is not ignorant of the entertainment industry, and he did enough homework when he went back, otherwise he would not have picked up Xing Jie.

These bullet screens were posted one by one, which was quite different from the one that popped up after half a day during his live broadcast.

Wen Qing didn't intend to answer these questions at all. After finishing his opening remarks, he directly said that he planned to help people read their faces and palms this time. If anyone is interested in this aspect, he can send him photos with clear facial features or clear hand lines.

He left an email address.

Soon, the mailbox was filled with all kinds of mail.He opened it and clicked in, and many of the contents were still similar to those on the barrage.Ask him about his relationship with those two handsome guys, and ask if the man who turned his back to the camera last time was Xing Jie.

Ignoring all of them as air is definitely not enough. Wen Qing pursed his lips and smiled at the camera: "I will treat these questions as easter eggs. Before the end of each live broadcast, I will randomly pick a question to answer."

When he said this, more emails were sent to ask questions and more questions were asked directly on the barrage.

Of course, there are also very few people who really sent photos in a regular manner.

As for whether the photo is his own, a relative's or a friend's, or a casual search on the Internet, only the sender himself knows.

The first photo Wen Qing opened was a hand photo.

The hand lines are quite clear, and even the tiniest small bifurcations can be seen clearly.

But Wen Qing quickly closed it, planning to watch the next one.

"Blogger, why don't you explain it? Is it because you don't know how to do it? Or do you have a problem with the person who posted this photo?" Questions immediately appeared on the barrage.

Wen Qing squinted her eyes, the childish smile on her face had disappeared, she looked a little cold, and her eyes were clear.

"I want to be able to have a friendly interaction with my friends, not try to throw a few nice words out there to fool people."

"Broadcaster, you really don't know how to watch, so you say that on purpose?" Immediately, that person posted another barrage, as if forcing Wen Qing to read it.

"This friend is so aggressive and won't let me skip to look at other things. It seems that this email is from you?" he asked.Although it was still the same face, the indifferent temperament was much less, and it looked cold and alienated. At first glance, it was really similar to a high-ranking Feng Shui master.

"Yeah, I sent it. Do you dare to say it?" Seeing that he had been seen through, the man stopped hiding anything and said provocatively.

In his opinion, it was just a good-looking feng shui fan who started a live broadcast. These broadcasters dare not offend the audience. Even if he directly scolded, the other party could only listen.

Before entering the live broadcast room of "When the water is clear, there will be no fish", he just scolded and cried two little-known small broadcasters who are new to this industry.

"Nothing to dare," Wen Qing said flatly, not being provoked by him at all, "Is this photo your hand? Just took it?"

"Mine, just shot."

"Oh? I wonder how old you are? Are you male or female?"

"Thirty, man."

"That's strange," Wen Qing said pretending to be puzzled, "according to this palmistry, the owner of this hand will not live to be 22 years old, and this hand is a woman's hand."

"You're talking nonsense! You're a woman!" The man was obviously irritated, and he uttered a long string of obscenities.

Although it is limited to the country's Internet cleanup activities, all swear words are blocked, but those randomly displayed garbled characters are tantamount to announcing to others that this audience is cursing.

"In fact, many people can't tell the difference between men's and women's hands. Generally speaking, men's hands are thicker and women's hands are smaller. But in reality, there are many people who do not conform to this rule. In the field of physiognomy, if you want to distinguish between men and women, Especially the masters who have been deprived of their human eyes and only have their celestial eyes left, most of them rely on touching their bones." Wen Qing talked eloquently, as if he didn't see those garbled characters.

The audience, who were still questioning along with the swearers at the beginning, slowly calmed down and listened to what he said.

"To touch the bones, as the name suggests, is to touch with hands, and use the bones to distinguish the gender and other characteristics of the person in front of you, and to judge his good or bad fortune and future direction. But for a real expert, touching the bones is just a low-level vehicle. Visual bone is the best. You can judge a lot of things with just a glance. Even luck can be seen, and gender is just a trivial matter."

This is reasonable. Although the garbled codes are still being swiped non-stop, at least many viewers are quietly biased towards the boy's side psychologically.

The broadcaster spoke in such detail, and then he talked about some simple methods of visual bone.Although I don't understand it, it sounds so powerful, I don't know it.

The questioning voice in the live broadcast room gradually subsided, and suddenly blood red characters jumped out: "Brother Xiaoyu, I just sent you an email, please help me to read it."

It was the audience who rewarded him with deep water torpedoes twice in a row.

After Wen Qing popularized some knowledge about bone optics, he transferred to the mailbox and continued to read one by one.

Although there are orders in blood and red letters, everything comes first, first served. You can't throw away all others just because the other party has given a reward. That is really unreasonable.

Fortunately, there were quite a lot of molesting Wen Qing in the beginning, and very few people actually sent him their photos.These emails were either leaving messages asking about the last live broadcast, or sending random photos to test him.

Wen Qing was not stage-frightened, so she told all these false photos one by one before moving on to the next one.

Finally, when he clicked on a certain email, the bloody letter responded.

"This is mine!!!"

The three bright red exclamation marks show the excitement of the audience.

Wen Qing looked at the email, it was also a hand photo, the hand in the photo was small and delicate, white and tender like jade, with slender fingers, not to mention how pretty it was.

Immediately, someone posted a barrage: "It turns out that the deep-water torpedo boss is a beautiful woman!!! Lick the screen!"

The "Goddess" or "Licking Screen" slipped below.

Wen Qing shook his head.

It's not because of the capricious attitude of these audiences, but... Although this hand is beautiful, it's a man's hand!

More importantly, on this hand, he saw something different from other photos.

"Can you send a picture of your left hand, too, if you can?" he asked.

The viewer who had been swearing endlessly finally sent a non-garbled sarcasm: "Should I send you my face as well?"

Wen Qing smiled: "If it is possible, of course it is good. It is more confident to read the face and palm reading together. But I think that when facing the live broadcast, many people have concerns about privacy, this time only the left hand is fine. "

Soon, Xuehongzi sent the photo of the left hand again, and there was a sentence along with the photo: "Is there anything wrong?"

Obviously, the owner of the blood-scarlet letter still trusts him after watching Wen Qing's program the first two times.When the boy solemnly asked for a photo of his other hand, he did so immediately.

Wen Qing looked at it for a while, then sighed: "Actually, I really want to see the face. But let me tell you what I saw first. Because there is no face for reference, there may be mistakes and omissions. If it does not match your current situation , don’t cause too much pressure because of my words.”

It's not that you don't need to believe too much, but don't put too much pressure on it.

These words show from one aspect that the young man is quite confident at this time.

As usual, he first praised the owner's good words, such as "born rich", and "everything can turn bad luck into good luck" are common words of other fortune-tellers. Except for the owner of the hand, other people Didn't find it surprising.

But Wen Qing also roughly deduced the height, weight and age of the owner through these hands, and inadvertently mentioned that "the appearance is better than ordinary people, and he probably belongs to the kind of person who was regarded as a schoolboy god when he was in school."

This sounded like a joke, and the bloody red words didn't respond, and the other viewers took him as the podcaster's intentional good words.

"However," Wen Qing turned around, "the love line on this hand has peach blossoms. Judging from the auxiliary hand lines on the left hand, peach blossoms have not been suppressed, and there are faint signs of raising their heads. I hope this audience can understand Focus more on the emotional side."

"What the hell is Peach Blossom Miasma?" Immediately someone issued a barrage.

"Blogger, can you help me take a look? The next email will be mine." This was the audience who took the opportunity to let Wen Qing continue.

"Is today's live broadcast over? Can the broadcaster reveal the handsome hunk you showed in the last episode? The moment my family saw him, my back became sore and my legs went limp, and I still miss it even now."

Hey, there seems to be a guy with a strange style of painting in the message.

Just when everyone was posting barrages to express their feelings, big blood-red characters suddenly appeared on the screen.

Seeing that the bloody red letter threw five more deep-water torpedoes, those audience members who were still questioning whether the young man was telling the truth fell silent.

If it was fake, how could the blood-red letter be foolishly throwing deep-water torpedoes, maybe it would just throw rotten eggs?

Think back to what the boy said just now. Although many of them sound like routines that are often heard, many things, including some private information, such as age, personality, and body type, have been mentioned a few times.

If you don't see them in person, it's easy to get it wrong just by imagining.

Could it be that this boy is really capable?

After throwing the five deep-water torpedoes, the blood-red letter returned to calm.Through the photos of the two hands, Wen Qing has already said everything he can say. If he is not sure, he can't say it outside, so he will continue to click on the email to start the live broadcast below.

Until the end, the live broadcast was about to end, and just as he was about to open the easter egg and answer questions from lucky viewers about the previous episode, his phone rang.

It's not the one he's using for the live broadcast, but another one that Xing Jiexin narrated for him.When Xing Jie knew that he had his own live broadcast room and promised him to live broadcast every weekend, he thought about what he would do if he was live broadcasting while he was looking for him.

So he deliberately asked someone to buy the latest mobile phone of a well-known international brand and gave it to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing understood what he meant, no longer being pretentious, she pursed her lips and accepted it without saying a word.

This is the phone that is ringing now.

Wen Qing glanced at the number above, seeing that it belonged to Xing Jie, she couldn't help but raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand to hang up, and looked up.

The door was pushed open, revealing Xing Jie's cautious face.

Wen Qing happened to see the lucky audience asking what the handsome guy from the back looked like last time, is it really Xing Jie?

After thinking for a while, he pointed the camera at the door, completely capturing the man's handsome face.

Xing Jie's face is almost a household name in this city, much more famous than Xing Jing.When Wen Qing made such a move, the barrage in the live broadcast room almost froze, and the audience crowded together to express their opinions excitedly at the same time.

For this studio, this is the first time.

Wen Qing could not help but sigh.The audience in today's live broadcast room is much more than the previous few times, but it is generally impossible to say that it can cause server congestion, unless everyone's brains and hands are in sync.

In other words, the barrage was sent out at the same time.

"What's the matter?" the boy asked the man.Because it was still live, his voice was not as emotional as it usually is.

Wen Qing didn't let Xing Jie in, so he didn't dare to go in, so he could only stretch out one arm, grab the phone in his hand, and exaggeratedly mouthed to the boy: "My friend is looking for you."

"Your friend?" Wen Qing asked suspiciously, "You actually have friends?"

Seeing the grievance on the man's face, the young man smiled: "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you. I want to ask, what does your friend want me for?"

The original cold voice blended into laughter, with indescribable intimacy and sweetness.

The freeze that had returned to normal in the live broadcast room reappeared.

Wen Qing frowned, and simply turned off the live broadcast.

Anyway, the last program is an easter egg.He has already chosen the lucky audience, and he has answered the other party's question, and it is up to the other party to judge whether it is Xing Jie or not.

What happens next has nothing to do with him.

In this case, there is no need for him to continue the live broadcast. It is better to save some new material and wait for the next Easter egg to explode.

Wen Qing thought about it secretly, and saw that the man wanted to enter but did not dare to enter, and said with a smile: "This is your home, you can enter if you want."

The young man who stopped paying attention to the live broadcast after seeing Xing Jie didn't know that before he turned off the live broadcast, the live broadcast room was almost overturned several times.

The audience asked that question out of curiosity, but he didn't expect to see Xing Jie appear in the camera with his own eyes.The young man behaved calmly and arrogantly, but Xing Jie was dependent and wronged, like a big dog being ignored by his master.

"It's not President Xing's usual elite style at all, okay?" This is an excited message from a fan who has been in Xing Jie's face for a long time.

She has been a fan of Xing Jie for so many years, secretly collecting various materials, photos and other related items about Xing Jie, but she has never dared to announce that she is a fan of so-and-so like other fans.

However, she understood Xing Jie's appearance most often.

Cold, stable, atmospheric... almost everything, on the covers of various financial magazines or on TV news.

These various appearances have only one thing in common, that is, President Xing never smiles.

He belongs to the high-cold type, not laughing can already fascinate a large number of female fans and even some male fans are dying for him.If you laugh again, there may be some bloody incidents, such as "so and so and so and so fought for the beauty's smile".

It's a pity that the cold and domineering person who usually works hard to maintain is completely exposed in today's live broadcast.

Someone went to the forum in the live broadcast room and posted a post introducing the whole process of meeting President Xing today.

If you want to mention Xing Jie, you must not avoid why he appeared here with the broadcaster, and what is the relationship between the two of them.

Xing Jie's grievance and flattery are obvious.

There are those who doubt, those who believe, and those who are half-doubtful.

It's just that no one asked him which live broadcast room he saw Xing Jie in. Obviously, most people who read the post still regarded the host's post as a pornographic post.

This made that person's desire to break the news a lot lower, and finally said half-heartedly that the broadcaster's camera moved during the live broadcast, and the big president was framed.He also said that during the rotation of the camera, he felt that the place where the broadcaster stayed should be a very luxurious bedroom through a glimpse of the interior.

As soon as this was said, more people laughed at the landlord, many of them bluntly told him to "go to the hospital to see his eyes or his brain, one of them is sick after all".

The building owner was angry, and the time of the glance was too short, which made him doubt whether he was dazzled, so he simply abandoned the building.

Wen Qing didn't know about these follow-ups, he was just curious about Xing Jie's friends.

After the man explained, he vaguely connected everything together.

It turned out that Xing Jie's friend was the blood-red letter in his live broadcast room. His family background was incomparable with the current Xing family, but it was similar to the original Xing family.

The blood-red letter is very well protected by the family, and she is also beautiful. She has attracted the attention of many people since she was a child.He has a good personality, and many people like to talk to him.

"Xing Jing and him are also good friends," Xing Jie said, "Of course, in my opinion, Xing Jing only thinks so unilaterally. Zhao Xin is too gentle and doesn't really reject others."

Otherwise, they would directly and categorically reject the approach of the Xing police.

Zhao Xin is the real name of the blood red letter.

"He has a feng shui master in his family, and he usually knows a lot about this aspect and is more interested. A few days ago, I heard that the feng shui master seemed to say something, and he kept shutting himself at home and refused to come out. I didn't know, but he actually entered your live broadcast room."