Qi Ling asked, "Do you have your brother's birth date and horoscope?"

The little girl nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes," and then told Qi Ling his horoscope.

Qi Ling counted on his fingers and shook his head: "No, the eight characters are wrong."

The little girl looked unhappy and stared at Qi Ling suspiciously: "I can't be wrong, is it because you are incompetent?"

[Are you here to mess things up? ]

Anyway, I believe in Master Qi.

Qi Ling's tone remained calm: "The eight characters are indeed wrong. Do you have a photo of him? Please give me a photo."

The little girl choked, then she quickly turned the camera with a bad look on her face, and Qi Ling and everyone in the live broadcast room saw the poster on her wall.

This is a boy with an exceptionally handsome and charming appearance. Every photo of him has been carefully retouched and there is no flaw to be found.

It can be seen that he should be both an actor and a singer. There are photos of him in ancient costumes and modern costumes, as well as photos of him singing to his heart's content into the microphone on the stage.

Before Qi Ling could even react, the viewers in the live broadcast room went wild.

[Ahhhh!! It’s my brother, Sah! So handsome.]

[Although I rarely follow the entertainment industry, I know him. Isn't this the celebrity named He Xu? He's quite famous.]

[Yes, yes, it's been a while since I've seen any of my brother's stuff. Did something really happen to him?]

[Host, please calculate for my brother, I really want to know]

Qi Ling frowned and said, "Are there any photos of him before the plastic surgery? His face has changed so much since the surgery that you can't even tell it's there."

Hearing her words, the little girl's eyes changed instantly and became vicious.

Her face was filled with excitement, and she even started to curse: "Bah! Bullshit Master Qi, you are a loser. It's okay that you can't calculate the horoscope, but my brother is obviously born with a beautiful face, and you actually said that he had plastic surgery. You are blind. I think you are the one who had plastic surgery, you ugly freak! You are just jealous of my brother."

She became more and more excited as she spoke: "I'm telling you, you are slandering me. I'm going to tell my brother and ask him to send you a lawyer's letter so that you can't continue your live broadcast."

Qi Ling's expression also changed. He snapped his fingers. The little girl's mouth continued to open and close, but she couldn't speak.

She was terrified and kept typing on the public screen: "What did you do to me?"

Qi Ling did not answer, but netizens in the live broadcast room kept posting comments.

[So, He Xu is actually a plastic surgery freak? Haha, where on earth did his fans get the confidence to market him as the most handsome man?]

[Bitch, how dare you slander our brother like this]

"Oh my god, did you see this little girl's expression? It's so ferocious, so scary, she looks like someone who would engage in school violence."

Are all fans so irrational? They actually cursed Master Qi like this.

Although I've watched several episodes of Master Qi's live broadcasts, I'm still a little skeptical. Could Master Qi have made a mistake?

[Hahaha, I'm a big fan of him. I have photos of him without makeup when he first entered the entertainment industry. He probably hadn't had any plastic surgery at that time.]

After saying that, he posted the photo on the barrage for everyone to see.

[Are these two people really different? The difference is too big!]

[You know what? My brother just didn't know how to dress up back then.]

[They are quite similar, in terms of features and figure, but they seem thinner and paler. Maybe they had their bones shaved or their noses fixed.]

[I have to say, the plastic surgery was really successful]

Qi Ling also took a look at the man's previous appearance. She said calmly, "It's your brother. Not only did he have plastic surgery, he also reported his age as two years younger. That's why the horoscope you gave me can't be calculated."

As if her words weren't shocking enough, she continued, "By the way, aren't you asking why he suddenly disappeared?"

Qi Ling smiled at the girl's expectant yet angry gaze and said, "He was caught soliciting prostitution. It should be exposed at 8:30 tonight."

Qi Ling's words made everyone's eyes widen. Since He Xu was very famous, his fans rushed in instantly and kept cursing Qi Ling.

[Oh my god, is this true? He's always been a good person, how could this be possible?]

[Anchor, you are spreading rumors, I want to report you]

[Ahhh! Bitch, bitch, you actually said that about my brother, I curse your entire family to death]

Is the anchor just trying to capitalize on the hype? I trust my brother. If you have evidence, please show it.

[Wuwuwu, brother, I am willing, why don’t you prostitute me, I don’t want money]

[Oh my god, are all the star-chasers so scary? I'm shivering.]

When Qi Ling saw some vicious comments, the smile on her face faded.

She first looked at the little girl, and seeing the malice in her eyes become even more intense, she said, "Since you are still a junior high school student, I will not let you speak for a month. Just think of it as a lesson. I hope you will be more careful with your words and actions in the future. Saying anything will only hurt you."

After saying this, she ignored the little girl's shock and looked at the people in the live broadcast room with a serious expression: "Anyone who scolds me will be unlucky for six months, starting from now on."

At that moment, Qi Ling's eyes were full of indifference and alienation. She was like a goddess of judgment who was sentencing the criminals, making her look high and mighty and inviolable.

Is Master Qi kidding? How can someone say that if you make someone unlucky, they will be unlucky?

[Don't you know Master Qi's abilities? I believe in him anyway.]

"Bitch, bitch, you still dare to speak so alarmist! It's only ten minutes until half past eight. I wonder how you'll end up when the time comes?"

[I'm not afraid of bad luck, I just want you to die]

[You bullshit master, you are a plastic surgery freak, so ugly]

"Since everyone is so looking forward to it, let's put the next lucky bag on hold and wait for the time to come."

After Qi Ling finished speaking, he ignored everyone's shouting and instead started eating melon seeds and turning on the TV to watch.

Her nonchalant look made those who kept clamoring lose their temper.

The cursing continued in the live broadcast room. Even though Qi Ling's fans tried to explain, their number was still too small compared to He Xu's 3 million fans, and they were directly drowned out by the barrage of comments.

The irrational fans of He Xu still did not stop the abuse until the first fan discovered something was wrong.

I just choked on some water and fell in the toilet.

[Me too, I cut my hand with a knife while peeling an apple]

I always feel like there is something under my feet and I will fall down as soon as I walk.

[So mysterious? Are you guys a shill?]

[I just found a rat tail in my food. Ugh!]

…

Many people who had scolded Qi Ling found that they had become very unlucky, and one by one they changed from being incredulous to half-believing and half-doubting.

[If one person says he's unlucky, it's nothing, but if thousands or tens of thousands of people say he's unlucky, then there's a problem.]

[So Master Qi's calculations were indeed correct. Give him a slap in the face, you bastards. You actually cursed our Master Qi. You deserve it.]

The time also pointed to 8:30 in the evening amid the fear and anger of He Xu's fans.