say?
Netizens in the live broadcast room thought of the last scene at the Montenegro Coal Mine. The same word, words come true!
But this time it’s even more powerful, calling the wind and rain!!
When the rescue team rushed into the canyon and found that the captain was still alive, Li Yan knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Zhong Ling.
"Thank you, Master Zhong! Thank you, Master Zhong!"
Immediately, netizens burst into amazement and admiration:
"What...what did I just see? Was I dreaming?"
"God! It's really God! Turning his hand, clouds appear; turning his hand again, rain falls!"
"This is a magic technique! This is definitely a magic technique! I really want to learn it, Master Zhong, is it really impossible to practice it?"
After seeing the captain rescued and the fire put out, Zhong Ling cut off the connection with Li Yan.
Then, she said, "Next, it's the last microphone call tonight."
The ID used for this live broadcast is "Qian Ke Tong Shen".
"Pfft! Who's this big brother? I'd call this ID the strongest of the year!"
"Can money reach the gods? In front of the Zhong God, is your money ghost money? Do you dare to be more arrogant?"
"I have a bad feeling that the style of painting is going to go astray."
"Before, be confident and get rid of the feeling."
The scene switched, and a man in his forties appeared on the screen.
The man was slightly plump, with a ruddy complexion. He was wearing a branded T-shirt, and the diamond-studded watch on his wrist was so dazzling under the light that it could blind people.
Next to him, squatting, was a large Tibetan Mastiff, which looked calmer than its owner.
The man obviously had not yet recovered from the ecstasy of being selected. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after confirming that it was not an hallucination, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa, waving his fists and letting out a deafening roar.
"Holy crap! I got it! I really got it!"
His face flushed with excitement. He hugged the neck of the Tibetan Mastiff next to him and rubbed its big head vigorously: "Caesar, see! I am your brother and the one destined for you!!"
Caesar felt a little dizzy after being shaken by him. He shook his head impatiently and let out a low growl in his throat, as if in protest.
Netizens just watched quietly as this big brother "Qian Ke Tong Shen" performed a one-man show.
"Master Zhong, hello Master Zhong!" After being excited for half a minute, the man finally remembered the important matter.
He straightened his clothes and gave the screen a smile that he thought was that of a domineering boss.
"My name is Wang Duojin. My wish is very simple and won't require much effort on your part."
He cleared his throat and continued:
"I've made enough money in my life, and I've experienced all sorts of delicacies, luxury cars, and beautiful women. To be honest, it's just like that."
Wang Duojin pointed to the Tibetan Mastiff next to him and said, "I want my dog, Caesar, to speak!"
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Netizens were collectively dumbfounded:
“????”
"What did I hear? Let the dog talk???"
"Brother, are you serious? Just show me this?"
"Make a wish for a dog to talk... Hahahahahahahaha, sorry, I couldn't help it, this is the most outrageous wish of the year!"
"The first one, I think this wish is much more awesome than becoming the richest man in the world! Imagine your dog suddenly says to you: Shit scooper, today's dog food is not to your liking, let's change the brand tomorrow."
"The image upstairs is so vivid. My Husky is looking at me with strange eyes. I'm a little panicked."
"From calling the wind and rain to making dogs talk... In Zhong Shen's live broadcast room, you never know what the next style will be."
Zhong Ling just asked lightly.
"Why?"
These two simple words made the live broadcast room quiet.
The smile on Wang Duojin's face faded a little, and his eyes drifted towards the Tibetan Mastiff.
"Master Zhong, you might not know, but I've met all sorts of people in my life." His voice deepened. "When we're doing business, they call me Mr. Wang, trying to get money from me. At the dinner table, they call me Brother Wang, trying to establish a relationship with me."
"I can't tell who's telling the truth and who's lying. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and look at the ceiling, feeling like there's no one around me I can really talk to."
He reached out and gently stroked Caesar's fur.
"Only Caesar has been with me for eight years. When I'm happy, he plays with me. When I'm drunk, he lies at my feet and watches over me. When I'm being tricked and lose my temper in the study, he's the only one who dares to come in and rub his head against my hand."
"It is my best brother and my only family." Wang Duojin raised his head and looked at Zhong Ling again with a serious look.
"I just want to... I want to hear what it's thinking. I want to ask it if it's happy following me as its master. I want to have a serious chat with my brother."
Zhong Ling listened quietly and said:
"Yes, but everything has a spirit and its own way. Forcibly changing it is not the right way."
Hearing this, Wang Duojin's heart rose to his throat.
"This method can only last for seven days."
"Seven days?" Wang Duojin was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed, "That's enough! That's enough! Not to mention seven days, even if it's just one day, one hour, I'm willing!"
For him, this is a great gift from heaven.
Zhong Ling said no more and nodded gently to Caesar.
Wang Duojin looked at Caesar nervously, and Caesar also tilted his head and looked at him. The man and the dog stared at each other.
Everyone in the live broadcast room held their breath.
"Caesar...Caesar?" Wang Duojin called out tentatively.
Caesar yawned lazily, then opened his mouth wide and let out a deep, rich baritone.
"Why are you shouting? I'm right here."
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Wang Duojin was stunned. Five seconds later:
“Fuck…fuck!!!” Wang Duojin suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and because of his big movement, he almost overturned the coffee table.
He pointed at Caesar, his hands shaking violently, "You, you, you...you can speak now?!"
Caesar glanced at him with disdain in his eyes.
"Nonsense! Didn't you ask the gods to let me speak? You're so jumpy and you've never seen the world before."
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" "Help! This dog's voice is so charming! And the complaints! This is the dog I imagined!"
"A domineering CEO and his sharp-tongued dog? I love this script!"
"I declare this the best tonight! It's more exciting than watching a blockbuster movie!"
People were amused by the surreal scene, with many laughing to the point of tears.
Wang Duojin, however, didn't care about these things. He squatted down excitedly and hugged Caesar's neck: "Caesar, my good brother! You can finally talk to me! Tell me, what are you thinking about? Do you love me?"
Caesar was strangled by him and could hardly breathe. He struggled to free his big head and looked at his master with disgust.
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