Does Master Jiu also like watching these kinds of videos?
【I love watching it too, hehehe.】
[I seriously suspect that Jiu Ye is actually just like me in private, a bit of a gossipmonger, always gossiping.]
[I told you, who could resist such a down-to-earth guy like Master Jiu?]
I'll raise my hand first; I can't.
For some reason, I suddenly have a feeling that Master Jiu will eventually monopolize the entire internet.
Are you trying to say dominating the internet?
[That's what you call going viral on the internet! Did your family members learn Chinese from the PE teacher?]
【Frightening.jpg】
[Let me ask you, who won't be a customer of Master Jiu a hundred years from now? Let's all stand up for ourselves and let Master Jiu serve us!]
[Thinking in reverse, you're like this~ Thumbs up.jpg]
[Nine Master saw my video.]
Whose video is this!?
The comments in the live stream chat kept scrolling.
Yan Jiu was staring intently at the video in front of him, at the account ID of "Tao Banxian".
System panel: [Ding!]
Subject of inspection: Tao Banxian
Note: Premium customer
Mortality rate: 75%
Time of death: After the first advanced stage of bone cancer,
The host is advised to pay attention immediately!
It differs from other fortune-telling methods.
Tao Banxian's performance was not genuine.
On the contrary, it's ridiculously fake.
However, it did not draw criticism from netizens.
The video shows a man wearing round sunglasses, who has lost both legs and is sitting in a homemade wooden wheelchair.
The screen also displays a sign that reads "Entertainment video, no harmful guidance".
Tao Banxian said to his younger sister, "Little sister, I observed the stars last night and finally calculated that the day you were born is your birthday, and your mother gave birth to you."
Tao Xiaomei obediently worshipped for three seconds. She peeled the orange as usual, broke off half of it, and stuffed it into Tao Banxian's mouth, trying to shut her brother up from his incessant chatter.
[Oh my god, you predicted that!?]
How do you know everything?
Wait a minute, who doesn't know that?
Please don't cooperate with everything.
[Sister: Look at the speechless look on my face.]
[A fortune teller's eye!]
[Master of the highest order, please, please tell my fortune!]
Spending too much time with Master Tao really makes it easy to get invited by the director of a mental hospital.
[Sister: Life is meaningless.jpg]
Shh—Don't doubt the fortune teller!
The video is already halfway through, and Tao Banxian's fans are clearly still playing along with him.
Tao Banxian finished eating the orange.
He pinched his sister's chubby face and said in a serious tone, "I can tell that you saw three parts speechlessness, four parts disdain, and five parts indifference in your eyes."
Tao Xiaomei: "..."
[Hahaha, is there a pie chart in my sister's eyes?]
Three + four + five equals eleven!
[You're terrible at math too, it's clearly 16!]
[Sister: I just smiled and didn't say anything...]
[Old Tao isn't good at math, please be understanding.]
[I'm really curious if everyone in Tao Banxian's comment section can actually count the moons.]
[Who do you think you are? We'll show you by counting the suns on a live stream tomorrow!]
【Hhhh!】
[You'll be laughing so hard you'll burst out laughing in front of the video sooner or later.]
The video ends here.
Yan Jiu's gaze lingered on Tao Banxian's face. His eyebrows were too short, a symbol of poverty, and his cheekbones were prominently pointed, giving off an air of impending doom. Yet, his eyes were bright and fearless of death.
A person born on a Jia day in the Wei month is out of season and will be sickly in their youth. If there is a Hurting Officer to support them, they may be able to turn danger into safety.
It's a pity.
His fate is unlucky.
The only money that could have saved their lives was swindled away.
The Tao family had been farmers for generations and were never rich.
When Grandpa Tao's antique vase, which he had collected for many years, was bought at a low price by "Thank you, not the amateur exam team".
The result was that the money borrowed from one source to another was just short of enough to pay for Tao Banxian's surgery, which would give him two more years to live.
Just as Yan Jiu was about to leave a comment and follow.
Tao Banxian took the initiative to contact her.
[@SlowWalkNoFarewellFuneralService, Master Jiu, as a drunkard, do you have any discounts for booking?]
[Tao Banxian, you'd better retract this immediately. Master Jiu only stayed in your video for a short while; he didn't follow you.]
Why are there still people eager to do this?
Old Tao, this is no joke.
Death is a hurdle; don't cross it lightly.
[Damn! The atmosphere suddenly became heavy...]
at this time.
Tao Banxian sat in the night and sighed.
He received a critical condition notice from the hospital, and only then did he resolutely return from the hospital to the small courtyard where he had lived for many years.
I just wanted to say something before I left.
Being able to stay in a familiar place.
Tao Banxian tried his best to put on an optimistic face, simply because he didn't want his young sister to bear responsibilities she shouldn't have to at such a young age.
Precociousness is not a virtue to be praised.
It means that young children have to abandon their innocence, be forced to grow up, and embrace troubles and burdens.
Tao Banxian didn't want his sister to only remember his terminal illness and unbearable pain in her final moments, and he didn't want her to face those awful relatives alone.
"I knew I was going to see my parents soon. Silly girl, what will you do all by yourself?"
He couldn't cook up a pot of wine that would grant him longevity; he knew tragedy was silently unfolding, about to bring his life to a close.
Just as Yan Jiu had thought.
Tao Banxian was not afraid of death.
His only worry was his sister.
Leave a comment in Yan Jiu's live stream.
It was his initiative.
He wanted to appear in the public eye one last time, hoping to use the attention to prevent his aunt's family from taking over his house after his death and leaving nothing for his sister.
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