[Ahhh, you're sweating profusely, brothers! Look at how the model students pamper their sisters!]

[It's only been so long since I found her. I'm already tired of saying jealous! Although this favor is what the Master deserves, the world is so big. What's the big deal if I have a happy sister?!]

I'm so pissed off I just went and started a fight with my brother. He said he'd rather die right away than go to such lengths. So useless!

[My brother: What is missing from my sister? Forget it, let's prepare everything. My brother: Want to eat spicy hot pot? Do I look like spicy hot pot?]

[In this comparison, the two brothers of the Chi family have no chance of ever getting the Master back! What were they doing before?]

[Chi brothers, don't hide. I know you're watching. Come out and get beaten!]

Just as netizens had guessed, Chi Huan and Chi Yan were actually squatting in Song Jinshu's live broadcast room.

They set up special attention for Song Jinshu's platform account so that they would receive reminders as soon as she started broadcasting.

Seeing netizens scolding them, they felt guilty and dissatisfied.

But looking at how seriously the Wei brothers were discussing, and how they were willing to swipe their cards if they disagreed, even if they wanted to argue with netizens, they couldn't say anything.

Yeah, look what they did to their own sister in the past!

Not to mention buying a car, a yacht, or customizing a private jet, when Jinshu was still in the Chi family, they couldn't even get a piece of clothing for Jinshu.

If it weren't for her grandfather and Mr. Yan Sanye, Jinshu might have suffered even greater insults before her eighteenth birthday party.

They clearly knew what kind of people Bai Ruyue and Chi Wanyin were! But they just pretended to be deaf and dumb and evaded the issue. Even when Jinshu pointed it out to them, their first reaction was to pass the blame on others!

They didn't even think about preparing clothes in advance to protect Jinshu.

The promised support turned out to be nothing but empty words in the end.

"Brother, we seem to be really shameless." Chi Yan suddenly spoke.

"Have we completely lost Jinshu?"

Chi Huan sighed deeply, "This is what we deserve."

"Let's not harass her anymore."

Song Jinshu didn't know what the Chi brothers were thinking. She smiled as she watched netizens joking around. The second lucky person finally succeeded in connecting to the microphone.

But the second lucky person was actually a familiar face from Qingxu Temple.

As soon as the connection was successful, Wu Yanzi cried out miserably, "Master Uncle, I finally got through to you!"

Song Jinshu: “???”

Seeing Song Jinshu's bewilderment, Wu Yanzi complained even more, "Master Uncle, are you thinking we're too annoying, so you blocked us all on your phone?"

"There are more than a dozen of us brothers and sisters, but no one responded to your phone calls."

Song Jinshu was reminded and then looked at his phone.

It wasn't that she ignored it on purpose. The live broadcast room prepared for her by the Wei brothers had a computer and a large display screen. All the live broadcast equipment was available. As soon as she started the live broadcast, her brothers even adjusted the camera angle for her personally.

Why does she need to pay attention to her phone anymore?

But no matter what, it’s not necessary to make sixty calls in such a short time, right?

They all came from Qingxu Temple.

On the split screen, Wu Yanzi was still complaining, "We couldn't reach you on our phone, so we had no choice but to rush into your livestream and try our luck."

At this point, Wu Yanzi rubbed his palms together and chuckled, "Master uncle, the good luck charm you drew is really useful. If we use the formation you taught us to set it up, the effect will be doubled. Just to find you, our temple has a stock of it..."

Song Jinshu: “…”

Song Jinshu: "Can't you just draw it yourself?"

Wu Yanzi was not convinced but still felt strong, "Yes, it is possible, but how can it compare to the effect of your painting?"

"Master uncle, you promised us before that you would send talismans to our temple regularly!"

Song Jinshu sighed helplessly, "Okay, I'll send you another batch soon."

"Thank you, Uncle Master, thank you, Uncle Master!"

After getting the promise, Wu Yanzi finally stopped deliberately putting on an aggrieved expression.

Wu Yanzi, who had regained his immortal appearance, finally stopped hurting Song Jinshu's eyes.

Speaking of which, Wu Yanzi is also a master of metaphysics, and he has been officially certified.

I am not very active on the Internet every day, but I am always out of reach in people's minds.

When netizens first saw Wu Yanzi coming over, they thought they could watch melons again.

But as he was eating, the melon in his hand suddenly turned into a lemon.

[It's so nice to have the old ancestor around. If you want any talisman, just act cute and you can get it!]

[What kind of lucky charm? Even the Grandmasters recommend it. Give me a dozen, please!]

[Master, Master, Master, how do I get a good luck charm? Please tell me the method, don't make me kneel down and beg you!]

They all want good luck charms, but I'm different. I just want to ask, Master, are you still in need of a grandchild? A great-grandchild would be fine, or even a pet who's been to college, can run on his own when it rains, and can go to the bathroom on his own.

Seeing that the content of the barrage was becoming more and more outrageous, Song Jinshu hurriedly explained to netizens the applicable scenarios of the good luck talisman and the steps to obtain the talisman, and then immediately brought the topic back to Wu Yanzi.

"Why are you looking for me so urgently?"

"If it's not extremely important, or if it involves your private business, then I'll call you after I get off the air."

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