When Lu Fang's fans heard An Rugu's suggestion of borrowing his luck, they were about to explode with anger.
[As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I heard the anchor making up rumors and spreading negative information about Lu Fang. You can delete it if you want, but I have recorded the screen. When the time comes, the studio will be the first to send you a lawyer's letter.]
[The seller of the notebook must have accidentally printed the wrong mark. The album and other peripherals I bought don't have this thing at all. Please don't throw dirty water on my brother, okay? ]
[Brother is so kind, how could he possibly harm us? Everyone burst into laughter. How much money did he receive from the rival?]
When the old viewers in the live broadcast room saw this group of fans making rude remarks, they all picked up their keyboards and started a fight.
[You guys must have never watched the anchor live. The anchor was behind Zhu Tingting and Zhou Le'er's retirement. Little Lu Fang, how ridiculous.]
[You keep calling me brother all the time. I guess your ages combined are not even as big as my shoe size. Go search for the anchor's glorious achievements first, then start bragging. ]
[Who do you think you are slandering? You are slandering a land immortal.]
Countless new and old viewers fought with each other, the barrage of comments was noisy, and the atmosphere was foul.
The only benefit is that the increase in the number of barrages has led to a rapid increase in popularity.
People who don't know the truth thought that An Rugu had signed a barrage contract and deliberately let everyone post barrages to increase popularity so as to get a higher share.
Maybe out of fear, the comments in her live broadcast room have always been harmonious, with very few comments that curse others or stir up trouble.
The property managers usually have nothing to do, but now that there is work to do, they are eager to get started and quickly ban accounts to show off their excellent work ability.
An Rugu saw many messages on the public screen about the house manager banning Lu Fang's fans from posting, but she looked indifferent and didn't care at all.
"Those who maliciously insult others will be blocked, and the others do not need to be blocked. A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. I did not lie, and justice is in the hearts of the people."
"Since he used this spell on the notebook, other things may not escape his clutches either."
Soon, a new voice appeared in the mixed barrier.
[Hiss… I just took out the album, and there is a very small mark on the lower right corner of the cover that is exactly the same as the talisman.]
[Fuck, I saw it too. It's about the size of a fingernail, and you can't see it unless you look closely. I didn't notice it before.]
[I noticed it before, but I didn't think about it in that way. I thought it was just an anti-counterfeiting mark.]
Many fans who were still arguing were stunned. Is this true? There are also talismans on the album?
They didn't spend enough money to get the notebook, but they basically all bought the album, so they took out the album immediately.
Looking closely, there is a small talisman reflected in the lower right corner of the black album. The color is very similar to the black background, almost blending into one, and it is impossible to see it without careful observation.
Not only that, many people have found this small mark on other peripherals.
In countless places across the motherland, fans gasped.
It's over, my brother's peripherals seem to be really weird!
The quarreling sounds in the live broadcast room gradually disappeared, replaced by endless fear.
[I fell to my knees with a plop. What should I do? I don't want my luck to be stolen.]
[No wonder I've been so unlucky lately. Even drinking cold water makes my teeth ache. It turns out my luck has been stolen. Why do you treat me like this? You don't even ask us.]
[You bunch of fake fans, get out of here! I am willing to bring good luck to my brother and make his career better and better! ]
[Add one, I wish my brother a happy life and a bright future. Isn't it just a little bit of luck? Just think of it as spending some money, I am willing! ]
An Rugu stared at the barrage for a while and understood.
Lu Fang's fans are now divided into two factions. One group is more rational and thinks that Lu Fang was wrong to do this, while the other group is crazier and thinks it doesn't matter.
Her eyes changed, and she said calmly, "Even if your luck is stolen and you lose your life, are you willing?"
Lu Fang's fans: “???”
An Rugu pondered his words for a while and continued, "Humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world, and when they make a sincere wish, they can generate a little bit of wish power.
The effect of this spell is that the more you love him and the more loyal you are to him, the more wishes you will generate, and the more luck he will gain."
"The fortune of the person whose luck is borrowed will turn from good to bad, disasters will come, and everything will go wrong. In serious cases, fatal blood disasters such as Cheguan, Tian'e, and Baihu will appear, endangering their lives."
When they heard that his life was in danger, the craziest fans were stunned.
[It's a disaster for my life... forget it. If I die, my parents will be heartbroken. ]
[True fans are crying, he doesn't just want a little luck, he sucked our luck dry, there is no bottom line at all! ]
An Rugu restrained his expression upon seeing this.
It seems that even the craziest fans still have some sense, and almost no one is willing to love him to the point of giving their life.
Then she narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed across them.
This Lu Fang is so cruel that he tramples on the sincerity of those who love him and uses evil methods to steal their fortune. Anyone can kill him.
Borrowing luck is against heaven, and Lu Fang will get his comeuppance sooner or later, but the other party obviously doesn't care about the comeuppance and thinks it's more important to enjoy the present.
That's wishful thinking.
Upper Town
Press Conference for the New Drama "Jinxiu"
In the audience, fans were eagerly waiting: "Ahhh, brother has waited for so long and finally got the big cake."
"How can this be called a big deal? This is a big deal from a big director. My brother was born in a talent show, and his fans are very young. After the TV series is aired, it will definitely attract people of all ages."
"Speaking of which, Brother Fan is so easy to deal with. We don't need to spend much effort to collect data for him. He is just so lucky."
“Hahahahahaha, is this the joy of raising a Ziwei star?”
The fans' voices were quite loud. Lu Fang, who was standing alone in the backstage, vaguely heard some noises. The corners of his mouth slightly raised and his eyes became a little vague.
Whether in the eyes of people in the circle or outside the circle, he is a well-deserved Purple Star from heaven.
It is said that many entertainment companies now sign young men who look similar to themselves, hoping to replicate their own legends.
But their hopes were almost 100% dashed.
The reason why he became an overnight sensation was not because of his androgynous face or his mediocre singing and dancing skills, but because of luck.
Just as he was recalling the past, for some reason, his eyes began to spin and his mind became foggy.
He suddenly raised his head and was stunned by the scene in front of him - he was not at the press conference, but in his familiar home.
His father, who was watching TV, turned his head to look at him and almost fell off the sofa: "You, you, you, you, aren't you holding a press conference?"
Lu Fang: “???”
He was shocked, and his first reaction was that he had teleported from the press conference to his home.
He touched his face in surprise. Ever since he learned about borrowing luck, he has been very interested in the field of metaphysics. However, he couldn't even read the Book of Changes and couldn't get started.
As a result, he unexpectedly awakened his special ability!
He walked happily to the sofa and asked, "Dad, please contact the master quickly. I have awakened my special ability. Wait, he may not be trustworthy, so forget it."
The father asked curiously, "What special ability?"
"I can teleport!"
My father was overjoyed and immediately said, "Then our family will become prosperous again and we won't have to live in poverty anymore."
Lu Fang thought of the master with mixed feelings: "Of course, that master is such a rip-off. Just to borrow the transportation, he asked for so much money. We almost lost everything.
If it weren't for those stupid fans sending me money, I would have ended up sleeping on the street."
He was grateful to the other party, but also hated that the other party asked for too much money.
He was obviously a wealthy second-generation who had no worries about food and clothing, but because of the luck borrowing incident, he spent all his family's wealth and even owed a loan, which he paid off only after he became famous.
That master doesn't look like an immortal at all. He is simply obsessed with money!
But on second thought, the other party's willingness to lend him luck was obviously a crooked trick, so it was normal for them to ask for a lot of money.
The father smiled and comforted her: "If you can become a first-line star, you will definitely stand higher than your father, don't worry. The fans love you so much that they are willing to give you their luck, you don't have to feel guilty."
After hearing what his father said, Lu Fang smiled and said, "They always ask me to walk on the flower path. How can I walk on the flower path if they don't give me luck?"
The father was very pleased: "By the way, although they are willing, you still have to be secretive. I heard from the master that this spell is very evil. The more those people love you, the more they will be sucked in, and they may die. If a murder case breaks out, you will be in trouble."
Lu Fang nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, the talisman on the gift is made very hidden and blends in with the surroundings. Only gods will notice it."
Then he looked at his watch and said hurriedly, "I won't say any more. I have to find a way to get back quickly. Although I'm the only one backstage, I might be seen by others."
"Okay, okay, go ahead." The father said quickly.
Lu Fangxin clasped his hands together in a frenzy and shouted, "Teleport!"
The next second, the familiar feeling of dizziness set in. When I opened my eyes again, the world looked brand new.
He looked down at his hands in surprise. He just wanted to try out his teleportation ability, but he didn't expect it to work.
With this ability, can't he go wherever he wants in the future?
As a result, at this moment, screams came one after another and countless flashes of light almost blinded his eyes.
Lu Fang subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, raised his head and looked forward, his pupils shrinking inch by inch.
At some point, he walked alone from the backstage to the center of the press conference audience, surrounded by reporters and fans.
The fans who had just praised him pointed at his face with horror on their faces: "Ahhhhh, Lu Fang has gone crazy. He actually called us idiots."
"What do you mean by borrowed luck? He borrowed our luck?"
"You guys go to the Shark Platform and watch Yingri Yun's live broadcast. I didn't believe that she figured out the borrowed luck, but I didn't expect Lu Fang to admit it himself."
The reporters swarmed over like sharks smelling blood, quickly putting the microphone close to Lu Fang's mouth.
"Lü Fang, may I ask why you suddenly walked from the backstage to the audience and insulted the fans? Are you on drugs?"
"Is it true what you said about borrowing luck? Did you borrow luck from your fans?"
"You became famous overnight, is it just because of luck?"
Lu Fang suddenly turned pale and fell to the ground weakly. He raised his hands to hold his head, unable to believe what was happening to him.
He murmured to himself: "How could this happen..."
He clearly teleported home, walked to the sofa and chatted with his father.
How come in the eyes of others, I was walking from the backstage to the audience, talking to myself?
Is he suffering from delusional disorder?
An Rugu’s live broadcast room is very lively.
[Go watch the live broadcast of the press conference. Lü Fang came out from the backstage and seemed to be talking to his father. He called the fans idiots and said that he borrowed his luck from the fans. Type "the host is awesome" on the public screen!!!]
[I kneel down to the master. It turns out that the nightmare prayer technique the anchor mentioned is so powerful. ]
[Why doesn't the anchor use the Huangliang Yimeng spell? Is my Huangliang Yimeng so unpresentable? (狗头]
[Add one, the anchor used the Huangliang Yimeng spell on the wingsuit flying champion last time. ]
An Rugu rubbed her temples. The Nightmare Prayer was the most energy-consuming spell she had ever used. It required a lot of energy to construct the details. Even though she was so powerful, she felt a little tired and weak.
The art of nightmare prayer is also called illusion. It can use magic to confuse people with illusions, and those who are affected by the spell will feel like they are in a nightmare.
About ten minutes ago, she drew a talisman and activated it in front of everyone. The talisman with her birth date written on it spontaneously ignited without wind.
Thousands of miles away, Lu Fang fell into the illusion she created.
When faced with his father who was in collusion with the evil, the other party directly exposed himself as a werewolf and told the whole story.
Everything went incredibly smoothly.
An Rugu glanced at the barrage and explained, "The Huangliang Yimeng spell is to make people dream, and the illusion is the opposite. Only illusion can make the other party confess the evil deeds they have done while awake.
[6666666, Master, are you still missing a leg pendant? ]
[Coach, I want to learn illusion.]
[I am different. I want to be under the illusion. Please let me be a kitten.]
"It's better to keep your feet on the ground. Illusions are just illusions after all."
When news of Lu Fang’s self-exposure came back, the last bit of hope in the girl Fang Fang’s heart in the live broadcast room was shattered.
[I stayed up late every day to collect data for him to fight against black fans, liked, forwarded and controlled comments, but in the end I was called an idiot. I am indeed an idiot. 】
[I bought every drink, snack, etc. that he endorsed. For him, I spent all my money every month and couldn't save a penny. I gave so much for him, and he treated me like this.]
Countless fans were heartbroken on the spot. If their tears could flow into the live broadcast room, it would have been flooded long ago.
Seeing this, An Rugu sighed softly: "It's not you who are wrong, but him. Don't worry, he will get his comeuppance."
After the Special Management Bureau learned about this, it was impossible for them to stand idly by. Lu Fang would definitely go to jail.
She counted on her fingers and found that as expected, he and his father would be sentenced to serious imprisonment for maliciously sucking the luck of so many people.
As for the "master" who helped them perform the spell of borrowing luck, his secrets were obscured, the situation was unclear, and he could not calculate the result.
However, she had a premonition that such audacious and evil ways would sooner or later fall into her hands.
While she was calculating, An Rugu's fans were crazily complaining about Lu Fang in the live broadcast room.
[What a guy, he cheated me not only on my feelings but also on my money, and then on my luck, he treated my fans like leeks. ]
[Are you my fan? I really want you to be my fan.]
[Zhu Tingting, Zhou Le'er and Lu Fang all fell to the host, who was awarded the title of "idol killer".]
【Hahahahaha the entertainment industry’s disciplinary inspection committee.】
[Anchor, hurry up and stop being superstitious. ]
[I don’t even want to go to class anymore, I just want to see you tell my fortune. ]
[I don’t even want to go to school anymore, I just want to see you tell my fortune.]
At the same time, An Rugu was also communicating with the third destined person.
Soon, a fully armed woman appeared on the screen. She wore a mask and sunglasses, and wrapped herself tightly. Only a young and beautiful woman could be vaguely seen.
【This is the second time I see someone I’m destined to meet without showing his face. 】
[They are afraid that others will figure out their identities. Could they be from the entertainment industry? Do they also watch the anchor’s live broadcast? ]
[Several celebrities I follow on Weibo follow the anchor, but the anchor's follow list is still zero. They might be watching the live broadcast right now.]
The woman smiled and said her purpose: "Anchor, I want to have a child for a large sum of money."
The voice had a hint of electronic music, as if a voice changer was used.
"Okay, pay the divination fee and send a clear photo."
"good."
An Rugu's backstage received a photo. The woman had a charming and beautiful appearance and was wearing very cool clothes. It was an artistic photo.
She counted on her fingers, opened her eyes after a long time, and frowned slightly.
After the incident with Lu Fang, the woman knew her ability and did not intend to hide it. She directly introduced herself: "I am indeed a person in the entertainment industry. I want to calculate when I will have a child with my boyfriend."
An Rugu did not answer directly. She picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. Her eyes showed a little distance. "Are you being kept by him?"
[??? A female celebrity who is kept by a man dares to come for fortune-telling. No wonder she is so secretive.]
[Is this a plan to get married with a baby and marry into a wealthy family? I've never seen this before. 】
【What a gold digger. 】
The woman's face froze, her eyes wandering behind her sunglasses: "Everyone around me has married rich businessmen and become a rich wife. I'm old and want to get married and have a child. He is relatively young and has money, so he is the best choice."
What the audience said was indeed true. She was planning to get married with the baby and force the other party to marry her.
An Rugu: "You'd better stop being a kid. In fact, your boyfriend is not as rich as you think."
Female star: “???”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
The female star was shocked: "He is obviously a rich second-generation, how could he be without money?"
"How do you know he is a rich second generation?"
The actress recalled for a while, and hurriedly explained: "We met at a cocktail party. He had a great conversation with a group of big bosses, and then drove away in a luxury car."
"I was at a low point in my career at the time, so I inevitably wanted to find a sponsor who could give me some resources. His conditions were much better than those bald bosses, so I approached him."
An Rugu said calmly: "He is a fake rich second generation. The million-dollar luxury cars you saw are all rented."
The female star took a breath and didn't want to believe what she said: "If he has no money, how can he introduce me to resources?"
"People whose Eight Characters have the God of Food and the God of Injury as their favorite are very smooth and have strong communication skills."
"To put it simply, he pretended to be a rich second-generation, lied that he was a friend of a certain boss, blended into the party, and successfully made a large number of friends. Then he pretended to be someone else's friend, made friends with the boss, and covered up his lie."
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Can you improve your worth in this way? I've learned something. 】
[Are these bosses fools to fall for such an easily exposed scam? ]
[They probably won't check his identity carefully. And most importantly, he has so many connections, it's good to associate with him. Even if they know his identity, there's no need to expose him, they will just go along with him. ]
【What a socialite. 】
The actress' lips trembled and her face turned pale.
It turns out that her boyfriend is not a rich second-generation, and she has been kept by a poor idiot for more than a year.
It took her a long time to calm down, and she said with a hint of hope: "He is so sociable and has so many connections that he can introduce me to good resources. Can he become a first-generation rich in the future?
If she could become the first generation of rich people...she could barely accept it.
An Rugu said, "Send me a photo of him."
After receiving the photo, she counted on her fingers and shook her head slowly: "People who like to lie and cheat others everywhere will bear a lot of karma. His fortune in this life is very average, and he will never be rich in his whole life."
"Thank you. I'll hang up now."
The female star hung up the phone in a panic, looking totally at a loss, and obviously in a very bad mood.
[Hahahahaha, a gold-digger meets a fake rich second generation, a turtle and a dog, it will last forever.]
[They locked the door tightly, and I took the key upstairs.]
[I really want to know which female celebrity it is. Can anyone figure it out? ]
[She wrapped herself up so tightly that she even used a voice changer. No one except the anchor should know.]
[Please tell us who it is, I am so anxious and want to know which female celebrity is so miserable. ]
An Rugu glanced at the comments and rejected them directly: "If you want to know, you can guess for yourself. Since the destined person doesn't want to show up, I won't reveal her private information."
She agreed with the audience on the time of the next live broadcast and then closed the live broadcast room.
Today's live broadcast involved two celebrities, one of whom was the hottest star Lü Fang, whose peak popularity in the live broadcast room reached over 60 million. The popularity radiated to all major platforms, almost dominating the hot search list.
# Greeting the sun and clouds, calculate Lü Fang's luck#
#Lv Fang revealed that the video of borrowing money was leaked#
＃How weird is Lu Fang's surroundings? ＃
#Fans angrily smash Lu Fang's notebook#
An Rugu clicked on the hot search of fans and found out that many fans had torn up Lu Fang's peripherals and uploaded the video to the Internet.
This entry has become a gathering place for fans to vent their anger.
[I will never fall in love again. I am a new era leek. ]
[If the fortune-teller hadn't exposed this matter, I would have been squeezed dry. I am really a big victim. ]
[I just realized that his flower path is paved with human bones and blood! ]
Many of Lu Fang's fans learned from their mistakes and followed An Rugu's Weibo, asking how to deal with this matter.
The number of her Weibo followers has once again grown rapidly, reaching more than 90 million, just a stone's throw away from 100 million followers.
An Rugu thought for a long time and posted a new Weibo with a picture of a lucky charm.
[You can simply burn the things with the Borrowed Luck Charm printed on them. Remember to burn them thoroughly and burn the ashes several times. The stolen luck will return after a short time.
If you are very anxious or worried, you can forward this lucky charm to the homepage and pray for your luck to return. 】
[I don't want to be a fan of celebrities anymore, I want to be a fan of anchors, and if I'm a fan of anchors, my reputation will never fall apart. 】
[Who isn't? The anchor looks so cold, but damn gentle. ]
An Rugu was not happy to see many people wanting to be her fans, so she replied: [You can be my fans, but remember to be rational.]
She is not from the entertainment industry and doesn't want to have a bunch of crazy fans.
Maybe the fans follow the real person, and the fans she has now are as rational as she is and will not do anything crazy.
More like friends than fans.
Not long after, Lu Fang posted on Weibo that he was unwell and needed to quit the entertainment industry.
How deeply his fans once loved him, how harshly they curse him now.
Many people thought that he really retired from the entertainment industry, but only An Rugu and others knew that he did not retire, he was just singing Tears Behind Bars.
On Mt. Izumo, fallen leaves were flying all over the sky, like fluttering butterflies. The maple trees looked like they were on fire, extremely red. The atmosphere of autumn was strong.
After An Rugu had meditated and practiced, he made a cup of tea and sat in the side courtyard as usual to tell fortunes for five people who were destined to meet him offline.
Not long after, a middle-aged woman dressed elegantly walked in.
She was probably in her forties, with fair skin and very well maintained.
She greeted An Rugu politely, with very proper manners, making people feel very comfortable.
"Hello, I often watch your live broadcasts and know that you are a true master. Today I want to ask you for a fortune-telling."
"Thank you for your kindness. Scan the code to pay. Six hundred and sixty-six yuan."
After paying the money, she anxiously told him her purpose: "I want to calculate my son's marriage fate. Does he have a girlfriend? I asked him, but he was unwilling to tell me.
He is only 20 years old this year, it is too early for him to fall in love. "
There was a hint of anxiety and annoyance in her tone, as if she was very dissatisfied with her son's imaginary girlfriend and obviously didn't want her son to have a relationship.
An Rugu raised her eyebrows slightly. She had seen many parents who were worried that their children couldn't find a boyfriend or girlfriend, but this was the first time she had seen parents who didn't want their son to find a girlfriend.
"Twenty years old, usually a sophomore, there are a lot of couples among college students, and it seems like you have a strong control over him."
In fact, it is more than just a bit strong. In order to know whether his son is in a relationship or not, he even went to a Taoist temple to tell fortunes. This is not something that ordinary parents would do.
Zhang Qin's smile froze when An Rugu pointed out her thoughts. Her eyes wandered, "I don't think this is control, it's protection. College couples don't last long, almost none of them make it to the end. I think he should be in a suitable relationship at the right age."
An Rugu blinked and said noncommittally: "Do you have a photo of your son? Show me one."
"Yes." Zhang Qin was obviously prepared. She took out a photo from her pocket and handed it to An Rugu.
The man in the photo is very young, good-looking, and has a clean temperament, with the youthful vigor and vitality unique to young people.
An Rugu thought they were just an ordinary campus couple, so she counted with her fingers, and after a long time, she suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils slightly shrank, and she raised her hand to rub her eyebrows.
For a moment, I didn't know how to tell Zhang Qin about this.
When she saw An Rugu's expression, her heart skipped a beat: "Master, what's going on? He wouldn't really have a girlfriend, would he? I don't agree."
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