Fortune Teller.

Guiling has settled in Weiming Street for more than a month. The business is not deserted, but it is not booming either.After all, Qiao Ran only tells fortunes, not disasters.

A few days ago, a student who claimed to be a senior in high school came here admiringly, wanting to figure out whether he could be admitted to the university of his choice.

Qiao Ran sat behind the table and looked up at the man.Indeed, he has a childish face with a bit of baby fat on his face. When he smiles, his eyes almost narrow into slits. At first glance, he is a big boy who loves to laugh.

"No." Qiao Ran replied firmly.

"Hey, don't you all pick up good fortune tellers? You won't be afraid that I won't pay if I'm unhappy?"

"You've already given it."

"...What if I pass the exam? How do you pay for it?"

"You have already failed the exam. Also, don't think that you can pretend to be tender just because you have a baby face. Next time, remember to restrain your eyes when you pretend."

"Heh, I've got some good eyesight!" The man pretending to be tender was stunned for a moment, then he jumped over the sandalwood table, approached Qiao Ran, and asked with a smile, "Then do you think I will hit you now? "

When Qiao Ran heard this, she immediately put on a frightened look, and said in horror, "Are you going to hit a minor?"

"Underage? Are you lying to a ghost, can a minor open a shop?" The man snorted, obviously not believing it.

"This shop belongs to my father. I'll come and take care of it for a few days." Qiao Ran lied without blinking or blushing. Everything is strong.

Fang Gan looked suspicious, stared at Qiao Ran for a while, and then believed it.

Fang Gan looks childish because of his young age. In a few years, his lines will be tough, and he probably won't be able to see the baby fat he is today.

But Qiao Ran was different. He was already 23 this year, and he still had a baby face, with a small dimple on each side of his cheeks. When he smiled, he really felt like a spring breeze.

In addition, with good maintenance, the skin is like egg white, smooth and tender like a baby's skin.The eyelashes are long and dense, and the eyes are so clear that they are not contaminated with the filth of society.

No wonder those aunts and aunts thought he was underage when he first moved here.

So Qiao Ran really confused Fang Gan by saying that casually, and really thought that Qiao Ran was younger than him.

"Hey, come on, call me brother and listen." Fang Gan has no other hobbies but loves to tease people. Now he thinks that Qiao Ran is young, so naturally he won't let it go.

Qiao Ran gave him a sideways glance, ignored him, and lowered his head to sort out the income during this period.

"Little brother, are you calling me brother? Did you call..." Fang Gan wanted to say it, but he called it for candy, but after thinking about it, it can only be used to coax children, and it doesn't work for big children like Qiao Ran. , and held back again.

"What's the point?" Seeing that he choked back halfway through what he said, Qiao Ran naturally guessed what the second half of the sentence was, and became interested for a while, wanting to tease this ruffian-looking young man.

Fang Gan couldn't think of anything that could impress a boy of Qiao Ran's age.So he reached into his pocket, thinking to himself, take out whatever he touches as a bargaining chip.

I fumbled in my trouser pocket for a while, but I didn't look at it carefully when I took it out, so I handed it to Qiao Ran.

"Pfft." Qiao Ran couldn't help being happy when he saw it.

Hearing Qiao Ran's laughter, Fang Gan was startled. Could it be that he took out something shameful?

Looking back, it turned out to be a piece of bubble gum, which was given by his cousin before going out.If he hadn't figured it out at this moment, he would have forgotten where he had forgotten it.

"Candy?" Qiao Ran still had a smile in his eyes, thinking, this kid is so funny.

"No, this..."

Fang Gan wanted to explain, but before he could retract his hand, Qiao Ran had already reached out to take the candy.Fang Gan was taken aback when he saw it, he really likes candy?

Qiao Ran quickly peeled off the candy wrapper, twisted the bubble gum, and stuffed it into Fang Gan's mouth while Fang Gan was in a daze.

"Huh?" How did this candy get into his mouth?

"Little brother, you should eat this candy yourself. How can brother compete with children for candy?"

"Damn! You're kidding me!" At this moment, Fang Gan finally realized that Qiao Ran had lied to him just now.

"Tch, didn't you start it? A senior high school student." Qiao Ran curled her lips, deliberately emphasizing the last four words.

Fang Gan is [-] years old, just a junior in junior year.A few days ago, I heard his classmate mention Gui Ling at the end of Weiming Street, and he said it was a hype, so magical that he almost praised the owner of Gui Ling to the sky.

As a good young man who is not superstitious, Fang Gan is of course not happy. He immediately inquired about the address of the shop and rushed over.

I also want to pretend to be a senior in high school, and the fortune teller will definitely say the title of the gold list or something, so that I can expose it face to face.

As a result, these little tricks were seen through as soon as they entered the door, and they didn't even know it was played back.

"How do you know I'm not a senior in high school?"

"Speaking of which, your eyes are not right. It doesn't look like you have been bored in the campus for more than ten years and haven't released it yet."

"Heh, there are no gangsters allowed in the school?" Fang Gan was in junior high school and high school, anyway, he was doing well, and he had a group of younger boys who naturally knew the market better.

"Yes, but not like you..."

"So what?" Fang Gan asked.

"It's nothing." Qiao Ran found that he couldn't find the right words to describe Fang Gan, so he could only say seriously, "I told you I'm a fortune teller, so I figured it out naturally!"

"Then what if I didn't get into the school I liked? Did you really figure it out?"

Qiao Ran tilted her head, made a smiley comparison, and said, "We are alumni, and I'm two years older than you."

What a coincidence!However there was no connection.

"so what?"

"Your class had an open class meeting for you to talk about your goals, and I went there at that time."

Fang Gan was dumbfounded, is this okay? !

That class meeting is still fresh in Fang Gan's memory.At that time, he was the first to take the stage, and his goals were very serious.He likes University A, but he failed to fulfill his wish as an undergraduate, so the goal he set for himself is to go to University A for postgraduate study.

As a result, almost everyone after him has a different style of painting from him.

Some said to earn a hundred million first, some said to marry Bai Fumei and go to the pinnacle of life, some said to eat all over the world, and some said to marry idols...

In short, the class teacher in the audience looked confused, two were embarrassed, and the other... er, it was probably embarrassing and looking for a place to hide.It is not easy for such a serious public class meeting to be turned into such a strange style of painting.

Because the others did not follow the usual path, Fang Gan became the one who stood out instead.However, the 1-minute speech left a deep impression on the leading teachers and student organization representatives in the audience.

More than a month after the class meeting, there will still be unfamiliar teachers or seniors who pat him on the shoulder and say, hey, you are the honest student of a certain major, right?

Fang Gan's mood at that time was really as if he had eaten Xiang Xiang.

It is estimated that at that time, Qiao Ran also participated in their class meeting on behalf of a certain student organization, and then left such an indelible impression that he did not forget it for two years.

"That's to say, you didn't calculate these things, but because you met me?" Fang Gan had a big fuck in his heart. Fortunately, he thought this person was a real god, but it turned out that it was all due to fate.

"Yes, but I can calculate other things for you, such as what will happen in these few days?"

"It's better to count the one that is near and can be verified." Otherwise, it will be useless if it takes a long time or cannot be verified.

"Okay." Then, Qiao Ran pinched his fingers and stared into Fang Gan's eyes.

Originally, Qiao Ran could tell fortunes just by looking at people's eyes, but some people insisted on the style of pinching fingers to tell everything.If you don't pinch your fingers, you are lying.

Helpless, Qiao Ran had no choice but to put on a show.

After watching for about half a minute, Qiao Ran was about to speak when Fang Gan came up.

Qiao Ran quickly picked up the old notebook beside him, and slapped him on the face.

"Oh!" Fang Gan shrank his neck from being smashed, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

He wanted to blow a bubble just now, and then suddenly rubbed Qiao Ran's face to scare him.As a result, as soon as he blew it out, Qiao Ran took a picture of it, and the bubbles burst and covered his own face.

"Childish or not?" Qiao Ran smiled and pulled out a few wet tissues from the drawer and handed them over, "Wipe after you get them off."

"You react too quickly, right?" Fang Gan frowned, tore off the candy that was sticky on his face, put it in the wrapping paper, threw it into the trash can, and wiped it carelessly with a wet paper towel.

"Don't forget what I do. Before you break the note next time, think about it first, my silly brother." Qiao Ran rubbed the muscles on her face stiffened from laughing, and put the bubble gum on the book Tossed in the trash.

Fang Gan kicked the trash can hard, and said: "I don't believe you can even figure this out! Come on, give me a real calculation."

"Oh, let me think about it." When Fang Gan would come out like this, Qiao Ran really didn't figure it out, but just drew it out reflexively.What he just figured out is... eh?What is it?Fang Gan interrupted him so much that he forgot about it.

"All right, think about it, tell me when you think about it." After speaking, Fang Gan planned to drag the stool to the door to bask in the sun and wait.

Just as he was dragging the stool and was about to leave, Qiao Ran yelled in surprise behind him, so frightened that he almost threw the stool out.

"Ah! I remembered!" Qiao Ran clapped his hands together, but from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Fang Gan about to throw the stool out, and was so startled that he rushed over to save him.

Holding the stool, Fang Gan saw Qiao Ran rushing over suddenly, fearing that he would bump into the stool, he hurriedly dragged the stool behind him, and hugged Qiao Ran who was full of him with his other hand, "Damn it! What are you doing?"

Qiao Ran didn't appreciate it, and patted Fang Gan's arm that was holding him away, walked around behind him and snatched the stool to check if it was broken.

"It's just a stool, what about it?"

"This is a gift from my friend. It's a set with the desk. If one is broken, the whole set can't be used." Qiao Ran hugged the stool and said angrily.

"Very important friend?"

Qiao Ran stared, "I want you to take care of it!"

"Okay, okay, I don't care, can you tell me now, what are you up to?"