[Yes, when I was your age, I was already living on my own. Living with an elderly person always brings a lot of inconveniences.]

[When will I pass math?: Yes, since your father is your nemesis, just run away. But before you run away, remember to piss him off. He's about to abandon your daughter.]

Yang Tianlang's mind was in a mess right now, but he had to admit that he felt a little happy in his heart.

"Mr. Yang, sometimes you don't have to stay here to do what you want to do. You might get unexpected results if you go out. I think the South is a good place."

Yang Tianlang looked at Ji Yu gratefully: "Thank you, host. I know what to do now."

After paying the fortune-telling fee, he hung up the video call and patted his wife comfortingly.

Then he called his assistant.

During this period, he actually considered moving south to start a business, but there were many concerns here, which made him reluctant to give up.

But the anchor calculated that his father had been unlucky for his family for many years.

He just knew it.

But when I think about the character of the old man at home, I definitely don’t think that there is anything wrong with him.

Seeing her husband sneering, Zhu Zhu raised her head and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to take mother and all of you to the south."

"The property?"

Zhu Zhu knew very well why Yang Tianlang was still staying in the Yang family.

It's a cliché story. Yang Tianlang's father and his wife went from poverty to wealth together. During that time, Yang Tianlang's mother made a lot of efforts. As a result, when they became rich, Yang Tianlang's father also changed.

He started having mistresses one after another, and illegitimate children one after another, which made Yang's mother, who was already overworked in her early years, collapse. Now she can only stay in a nursing home.

Thinking of this, Yang Tianlang's eyes became extremely cold.

"From what the host said, we should be able to find a better future if we go south. I think I can find the answer to what I want to do there."

Zhu Zhu thought about it and agreed, "Staying here, facing this old man who's against you all day long, no matter what you do, it's all in vain. Tianlang, don't worry, I'll take good care of the child and mother. Go ahead and do whatever you want."

Yang Tianlang put his hand on his wife's head and held her in his arms.

"Silly girl, your own affairs are also important."

"Of course I won't forget about my own affairs, but I can do my work at home. You don't think I'll depend on you to survive, do you? You're dreaming."

"How could that be? I'm just afraid that my wife won't want me."

"Then you have to behave well, otherwise one day I will really not want you anymore when I have the child."

Yang Tianlang nodded seriously: "Indeed, I have to perform well."

As he said this, he picked up the person in his arms, threw him onto the bed, and leaned over him.

*

[That incident just now was hilarious. I really want to see how that old guy would react when he found out he was the one who was unlucky.]

【XBaby: I want to see it too. I really want to see it.】

"Even though you can't see it, you can imagine it: he was so angry that his face turned the color of a cucumber, and at the end he still stubbornly shouted: 'Impossible, absolutely impossible'."

Grass, a type of plant.

【Laughing makes you rich, and a picture appears in my mind.】

"After everyone has had their fun, we'll move on to the next one."

[Ahhh, it's so fast! How come it's the last one? I'm so sad. I haven't grabbed one yet.]

The last person to give a divination was a girl wearing glasses, with a pile of books in front of the camera.

The girl seemed a little hesitant to face the camera, her eyes avoiding the camera, her long hair loose, and her head lowered as she said, "Ji, Sister Ji Yu, my name is Zhang Xiaomeng, and I'm a senior who's about to take the postgraduate entrance exam."

[Research Observer: Uh, that reminds me. I'm actually going to take the postgraduate entrance exam this year, but I've been watching Sister Ji Yu's live broadcast and can't stop.]

[As for the previous one, if you don't want to study, just admit it proactively. Don't use our sister as a shield.]

[I've clicked on this. Some people are just following the trend and taking the postgraduate entrance exam. They don't really have any interest in studying. Don't think they don't want to study because they watched my sister's live broadcast.]

Research Observer: "Come on, you guys, why are you making such a big deal out of it? I was just saying it casually."

[You said it casually, but I am really addicted to watching Sister Ji Yu's live broadcast. It's not a big deal, though. I really don't have the heart to study.]

Zhang Xiaomeng adjusted his glasses and exclaimed, "Wow."

"Sometimes netizens are really interesting. From what I've observed, 70% to 80% of arguments are caused by trivial matters. Many are caused by misunderstandings of what the other person meant. Many are caused by shouting at each other from a distance, rather than face to face. Some people feel they are being targeted, which ignites a full-scale war."

"I don't watch Sister Ji Yu's livestream very often, but coincidentally, I always see some bizarre arguments. However, Sister Ji Yu and the room manager are very prompt in maintaining order in the room, and the situation never escalates. This shows that Sister Ji Yu has unquestionable authority in the room..."

Looking at the little girl who seemed to be immersed in her own world, Ji Yu laughed a little, but did not speak. After waiting for her to finish muttering, he said, "Miss Zhang, is what you want to calculate related to the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Zhang Xiaomeng nodded innocently. "Yes, after my own calculations, I feel that I have a better than 70% chance of getting into my dream school. However, the instructor I want is very taciturn and difficult to get along with. But he is very capable, so being taciturn is a small matter. It doesn't matter to me. I just feel that the possibility of becoming his student is extremely low."

[Sister, I see you're so awesome. Since the instructor you want is difficult to get along with, no student would want to choose him. If you choose him, then you're 100% right.]

Zhang Xiaomeng shook her head. "He has a habit of not liking short people. I'm only 1.51 meters tall."

What a lousy teacher! He's selecting students, alright? Why would he look at height? He even discriminates against short people like us! Forget about choosing! Let's find someone else!

[Wow, this is the first time I've seen such a weird teacher. He doesn't consider students' abilities, but their height. What a boast.]

[No one would want a mentor like this, right?]

Zhang Xiaomeng continued to shake her head. "Many students chose him, but it seems most chose him not for his abilities but for his looks. Studies have shown that good-looking people are indeed more popular in society. Even if someone has ten thousand flaws, as long as they are good-looking, some people will be willing to tolerate a bad temper."

[Help, I think I know who this sister is talking about! ]