Chapter 207: Twelve Lucky Funeral Items, Skill Prediction!
"Then let me see."
Zhang Lingtian opened Douyin as he spoke.
As long as the business is good, he is quite confident.
【System scan in progress. 】
After clicking it, a voice sounded in my mind.
That's the system scanning.
Lan Ren and his son watched quietly from the side.
For some reason, the two of them felt like they were waiting for the judgment of fate.
【System scan completed. 】
[Scanning object: Blue group. ]
【Account subject: Lan Ren. 】
【Occupation: sixth grade primary school student. 】
【Bad information: None. 】
[Danger signal: The probability of danger occurring within three days is 0.01%. ]
[Danger location: None. ]
[Skill prediction: click to view. ]
【Fortune prediction: Click to view "1 time". 】
【Customer attributes: low-risk customers. 】
[System prompt: The host can decide whether to pay attention or not. ]
Soon the other party's personal information was displayed.
"A group of blue ones, right?"
Zhang Lingtian looked at the little boy.
"Yes, Boss Zhang, I'm Lan Yiqun."
Hearing his name being called, Lan Yiqun nodded.
"What do you think, Boss Zhang? Is my child suitable for piano practice? There is an international youth piano competition recently. If he is really suitable, I will look for a teacher to fight for the opportunity."
Lan Ren was looking forward to it very much.
He currently lacks confidence because he has been repeatedly belittled by his teachers.
He also became confused about whether he should persist.
To be honest, he has great confidence in his son. He has discovered his son's extraordinary musical talent since he was young, otherwise he would not have resigned from the art troupe to accompany his son in his studies full-time.
The International Youth Piano Competition is really important.
The other party holds it every three years. If his son really wants to go down this path in the future, then this will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
[Skill prediction: After professional training, the potential skills are more prominent, piano 90 points, erhu 69 points, cello 60 points, table tennis 45 points, cooking 10 points...]
A skill prediction prompt bar appeared in front of Zhang Lingtian.
"You also play the erhu?"
Zhang Lingtian looked at Lan Yiqun.
I found that the other person played the erhu quite well.
Of course, the most amazing one is the piano, which actually reached 90 points.
It can be said that this child's talent is extraordinary, because 90 points is already at the master level.
This was the first time in such a long time that he had swept such a high skill point.
"Yeah, a little bit."
Lan Yiqun nodded.
"Mr. Zhang, this is the case. I play the erhu myself, so my child is familiar with it and knows a little bit about it. Is he more suitable to learn the erhu?"
Lan Ren's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
Is it possible that the child is more suitable for playing the erhu or is the piano the wrong choice?
"No, no, no, this kid is good at playing the erhu, but the best thing for him is to learn the piano! Keep studying, I believe he will achieve something in the future."
Zhang Lingtian said to Lan Ren at this moment.
The other party is indeed more suitable for learning piano, after all, he has a skill potential of 90 points.
"Really?"
Lan Ren was originally disheartened.
Why? As a practitioner of the erhu instrument, he knows that its audience is far smaller than that of the piano, and its potential for future growth is not as high as that of the piano.
If he really takes this path, he will be able to see at a glance where his son is in the future.
As a result, Zhang Lingtian's words made his eyes brighten, and the fire that had been extinguished suddenly burned fiercely.
"Boss Zhang, can I really continue to learn piano?"
There was also a burning look in Lan Yiqun's eyes.
During this period, he went from being full of passion to growing confidence and finally to self-doubt. He even felt a little irritated when he saw the piano. All this was because of a professional teacher.
The other party said that he was not suitable for piano practice and had no talent in this area at all.
Now he feels like he can't even play the piano.
"Of course you can. You have to have confidence in yourself, okay?"
Zhang Lingtian encouraged the group of people in front of him.
"I see!"
Lan Yiqun's expression was firm at this moment.
"Boss Zhang, I know what I should do. Thank you very much."
Lan Ren seemed to be sure of something.
"You're welcome. After all, you are the lucky audience members selected by our funeral shop. Do you have anything else to ask?"
【Discerning: 9/10. 】
At this moment, Zhang Lingtian's unique vision has become 9.
Currently, you only need to instruct one person to get the system reward.
Of course, it’s also okay to give others a hint.
For example, just like before, if you find that your luck is less than or equal to three, you can give a hint and then you can get a chance to have a discerning eye.
But those with bad luck are not cabbages that you can find on the street.
Now it depends on whether the other party has any further questions.
"Without Boss Zhang, thank you very much for helping us determine the direction. If my son gets a prize from the competition, I will definitely come to thank you."
Lan Ren came here today just to ask this.
Now that I have got the answer I wanted, I have nothing more to ask.
After all, people should be content.
"In fact, you can only determine the direction if you have a direction in your mind. I am just an assistant."
Zhang Lingtian said with a smile.
No matter what you say to someone without a direction, he will always be confused. Only when you say something to someone who has a direction in his heart will he go in his own direction . But for finishing work so quickly today.
He still hadn't thought of this.
"Goodbye, Boss Zhang."
After chatting for a while, the father and son quickly said goodbye to Zhang Lingtian.
"goodbye."
Zhang Lingtian waved his hand.
A few minutes later a taxi got in.
"Dad, should we believe what Boss Zhang said? Can I really continue to play the piano?"
Lan Yiqun, a sixth-grader, now looked at his father.
Although he was a little adult now, he was still a little confused about what Boss Zhang said. He even wondered if he could continue to play. Could he really? "Of course! If Boss Zhang said you can do it, then you can do it! Dad will take you to see Boss Song in a while."
Song Wenya, Lan Yiqun’s teacher.
The other party is a piano teacher at the Conservatory of Music and is also someone who cannot be avoided in the arts college entrance examination.
If you want to study piano at a prestigious music school, she is undoubtedly the best choice.
He and the other party were barely acquainted.
So I thought about introducing my son to the other party first, letting him teach, and even having him guide the way for him to enter an authoritative music school in the country in the future.
However, what he never expected was that the other party actually said that his son had no talent at all. Even though the child worked hard to practice piano, he felt that he was much better than other students taught by the other party.
But the other party still did not approve.
Of course, maybe I am an outsider and don’t understand the ins and outs of it.
But his child really works hard and is no worse than others.
"But Teacher Song said..."
"No matter what your damn teacher Song says, it can't beat a word from the King of Hell, you know that, kids? I saw you just came out of the funeral shop, you should be going to see Boss Zhang, right?"
Lan Yiqun is still a little bit unconfident.
As a result, the taxi driver who was driving said directly.
"See, this is the reputation of Boss Zhang here, so just focus on practicing the piano, and let Dad take care of the rest for you."
As a frequent surfer, Lan Ren knew Boss Zhang very well.
So he knew what to do the moment Zhang Lingtian finished speaking.
"I really envy you guys for being able to enter the funeral shop and talk to Boss Zhang face to face, and even get his advice."
The taxi driver looked very envious.
"We just happened to be lucky. Master, you can also follow Boss Zhang. After all, it's a business with no capital investment, and it doesn't cost you money if you don't win the lottery."
Lan Ren also really felt that he was lucky.
After all, I had only been following Boss Zhang for a short time when he was chosen.
"Luck is actually secondary. The main thing is whether you have a connection with the King of Hell. If you have a connection, even if you don't have luck, it will still be your turn, right? For example, among those unlucky people who were defrauded before, didn't one of them lose all his family assets and the money for his son's medical treatment?"
The taxi driver said at this moment.
"That's true."
Lan Ren felt that what the other party said did make sense.
"Speaking of which, the funeral items have finally started to be shipped. I don't know if I, Old Liang, will ever get a lucky funeral item in this lifetime. If I do, I'll buy a lottery ticket and retire in peace."
The taxi driver naturally placed an order as well.
No matter whether you win or not, buying it is like offering a tribute to the King of Hell, and it gives you peace of mind. After all, there are many troubles in daily driving.
The taxi driver, Master Liang, said to him.
It turned out that he had received a notification from the logistics department, which indicated that Boss Zhang's funeral supplies had begun to be shipped.
Everyone knows that there are a total of twelve lucky funeral items this time.
I don’t know who will win the prize in the end.
As they were chatting, they arrived at the station.
It was soon afternoon.
Zhang Lingtian finally started live streaming.
As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, many people quickly rushed in.
However, this live broadcast only lasted about half an hour, and it basically told the story of a wave of lucky funeral items having been distributed, with a total of twelve places available.
Although everyone strongly urged him to talk about Li Qianqian's case and the things about Mianbei, it would be best if he could talk about Wang Hua.
In the end, he avoided them all cleverly.
After all, he was just here to make a simple announcement today.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Besides, he had nothing to say about some of the things here.
For example, Li Qianqian, it is a cliché that you should keep your eyes open and run away immediately if you find anything unusual.
Not only did the other party discover my boyfriend's fake identity, but she also wanted to travel with him to meet him. I don't know what to say about her safety awareness.
To put it in simple terms, in this situation, it was as if the whole world knew that something was going to happen to her, but she herself was confident that nothing would happen.
People.
Sometimes people die from overconfidence.
Behind these six words "do it once and for all" is the conclusion of a human life.
Or you just don't do it.
Once you’ve done it, don’t stop.
Both ends of the rat's head will eventually pay the price with their lives.
For example, a chef who is famous for his food supply, isn't that a bloody example? After the incident, Li Qianqian also came to visit him, and he told her at that time.
She also looked frightened.
I had indeed underestimated someone's ferocity and also underestimated my relationship with that person.
I originally thought that after so many years of relationship, he would never kill her. We had even met each other's parents. How would I explain to her parents if I really killed her?
As a result, she really gained some knowledge.
In order to protect his own identity, he murdered the person next to him.
Fortunately, Boss Zhang gave her a pill of regret.
Otherwise you won’t even have the chance to regret.
It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and Lan Ren and his son had already arrived at the city where their home was.
Now outside the office of Mr. Song.
"Why are you here again? Lan Ren, this can be considered harassment. If you harass me again, I will call the police!"
The teacher named Song Wenya said to Lan Ren in a displeased manner.
"Teacher Song, I want to fight for an opportunity for our group. This child really loves piano."
Lan Ren almost rubbed his old face on the ground repeatedly.
"Ah, why are you arguing with me about this? I clearly told you that your child has no talent for piano learning, and I advise you to give up as soon as possible. If you came here this time hoping to take your son with you to study abroad, I tell you it's impossible! I would only lose face if I brought a piece of rubbish with me!"
Song Wenya was very determined.
He even called the son a waste in front of his father.
To be honest, this is something that basically no one can tolerate.
"But we went to see Boss Zhang, and he said that our child is very talented in piano. Teacher Song, how about you reconsider it? Or can you test our group again?"
Lan Ren was a little unwilling.
Even Mr. Zhang, the boss of Ping An Funeral Shop, was moved out.
"Boss Zhang? Which Boss Zhang?"
After hearing this, Song Wenya's eyes showed a look of doubt.
"It's Zhang Lingtian, the one from Ping An Funeral Shop."
Lan Ren continued speaking.
"puff--"
However, the next second, Teacher Song burst into laughter.
"Teacher Song, you??"
Lan Ren looked a little confused.
"You are kidding me! This is a piano! Piano! Go and ask Zhang Lingtian, the owner of the funeral shop, if he is suitable for you to learn about love. Is he more professional than me, a professional who has studied piano for forty years? You have no talent, you have no talent. How can a chicken aspire to become a phoenix? Why play the erhu instead of the suona?"
Song Wenya's eyes could not hide the mockery.
Mainly, she thought it was really funny.
The other party actually went to Zhang Lingtian to determine whether he was suitable for learning the piano.
"you!!"
Lan Ren was stunned!
I never expected that Teacher Song could say such a thing.
What about being a role model? What the other person meant was that since you like hanging out with people from funeral homes, why don't you just stop playing the erhu and play the suona instead.
"What, you're still not convinced? Let me tell you, if your son could learn piano well enough to compete in an international youth piano competition, I would run around naked!"
Song Wenya stared at the father and son from a high position, her tone more disdainful than ever before.
"Dad, why don't we give up."
Lan Yiqun was also a little tired.
"It's time to give up! Do you understand? Nothing good will come of this!"
Song Wenya stared straight at Lan Yiqun.
"Don't give up! Dad will sign you up for an international competition and you can go out to compete at your own expense! I really don't believe this!!"
Lan Ren got carried away.
He decided to send his child out to participate in the competition at his own expense, and not go out with Song Wenya in the same team! After some inquiries, the child can register as an individual.
"Okay, I'd really like to see you make a fool of yourself in an international competition."
Song Wenya looked at Lan Yiqun.
The words were as vicious as ever.
Of course, some people think that this teacher has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
"Actually, what Teacher Song said is a little hurtful, but it can also help you reduce your investment."
"Yes, it is often unpleasant to hear the truth. Teacher Song is actually a very good person."
Some parents nearby spoke up.
"I also want to see you running naked!"
But Lan Ren is also a straightforward person.
After all, his son had been humiliated time and time again, so how could he, as a father, tolerate this?
Directly responded.
"you!"
Song Wenya stared with bull eyes.
All the parents complimented her. It was the first time they had seen such a troublemaker.
"Teacher Song, don't be angry, don't be angry. Some people know what reality is after they get their heads broken and bloodied."
The dog-licking parents are licking.
Lan Ren, who couldn't stand it anymore, took his son and left.
Participate in an international competition a week later at your own expense.
The registration deadline is today.
He will report it when he gets back.
Time passes quietly.
The next day soon arrived.
On this day, Zhang Lingtian and his shop received a lot of funeral business and were busy for two days.
"Everyone didn't get a good rest on New Year's Day, so let's give everyone two days off tomorrow."
After finishing the funeral order, Zhang Lingtian said to everyone.
“Thank you, boss!!”
Organizing a funeral must be very tiring.
Everyone seemed powerless at this moment.
"Let's all go back."
Zhang Lingtian waved his hand.
“Beep, beep, beep.”
Suddenly, just after seeing everyone off, Zhang Lingtian's phone rang.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang. I'm Xiao He from that day. Do you remember me? Our property is having a promotion recently. If you want to buy, you can do it as soon as possible. With the current comprehensive discount, you can save about 200,000 to 400,000 yuan."
There was a young lady with a sweet voice on the other end of the phone.
It turned out that Zhang Lingtian had been free these two days and went to see some new real estate.
I saw a small villa I liked and left me my contact information, telling me I could contact him if the price dropped. After all, more than 3 million is still a bit expensive now.
"Okay, I'll go take a look when I have time."
Zhang Lingtian chatted for a few words and then hung up the phone.
"Um???"
As soon as I hung up the phone, another one called. It was Qin Yan.
Why are they all squeezed together?
"Mr. Zhang."
Qin Yan's tone on the other end of the phone sounded a little haggard.
"Captain Qin, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so weak?"
Zhang Lingtian was stunned.
"Mr. Zhang, the promotional video we talked about shooting earlier may have to be postponed, perhaps indefinitely."
Qin Yan's tone was full of helplessness and despair.
The world is so big, why did they have to be Chunjiang?!
(End of this chapter)