Chapter 3 Take a piece of paper and write it down! I will tell you the truth



How do you know?

It is equivalent to implicitly acknowledging what the other party said.

Sister Zhou felt a little regretful.

However, she was more curious about what the other party would say next.

Qi Cheng smiled faintly and gently opened the folding fan in his hand.

The huge character "皇" appeared again.

The meaning is already very clear.

Sister Zhou was suddenly a little embarrassed and quickly said, "Master, I don't mean anything else. Please continue."

Unconsciously, Sister Zhou's address to Qi Cheng had changed from liar to "you".

Afterwards, Qi Cheng picked up an important matter to talk about.

"You didn't get into your ideal university during the college entrance exam. Everyone thought you didn't perform well, but in reality, you wanted to apply to the same school as the boy you liked."

As soon as these words were spoken, Sister Zhou's defense was immediately broken.

This is the secret in her heart.

No one knows except herself.

Even the boy didn't know.

If this matter got to the ears of my parents, they would definitely complain.

“You…you…you…”

Sister Zhou kept saying "you" for a long time, but still didn't dare to say the three words "you are talking nonsense".

It is not a good thing to offend a fortune teller.

"Sad, my wife actually had a man she loved."

"Who is that man? I want to... learn from him."

"The happiest man in the world!"

"I want to stop being a fan after hearing this, but women like this are real!"

"You dare to admit such a thing in public, Sister Zhou is a fan."

"A person's authenticity is the most important thing! Sister Zhou admitting this is worth ten super rockets."

"Mr. Xuan is magnanimous! Mr. Xuan is mighty!"

"Mr. Xuan, this is true love!"

Although, many viewers in the live broadcast room acknowledged Qi Cheng's level.

But more fans were attracted by the super rocket.

They had no idea that Sister Zhou was making rounds.

"This is too fake!"

"Are you playing a double act here? Please find someone older next time."

"High, really high! With such acting skills, it would be a shame not to act."

"That's hilarious, host! If you can, calculate Sister Zhou's marriage fate."

Fans were typing barrage comments in Qi Cheng’s live broadcast room.

Some even made excessive demands.

However, Qi Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to these people.

He is telling Sister Zhou's fortune.

A fortune teller has his own professional ethics.

To be precise, the ancient Xuanmen professions had more rules than today's professions.

Fortune teller, this is one of the most common ones.

Qi Cheng: "I have finished talking about the past. Now I ask you again, do you want to divine your marriage, or do you still want to divine the outcome of today's game?"

Sister Zhou was nervous!

For a girl, love is naturally the most desired thing.

But my job is live streaming.

Being in love is a very embarrassing thing.

Sister Zhou: "Calculate my fortune for today first! If it's accurate, I'll ask you to calculate my marriage tomorrow."

"Oh my god! Sister Zhou is really going all out. She even dares to calculate her marriage fate. She's not afraid of losing fans."

"Sister Zhou, you are still so brave."

"Make trouble! Make trouble! You've already lost 10 games today. If you keep losing in the future, it will be considered marriage fate."

"I don't want to know how many hands you lost today. I just want to know who you will marry in the future."

"Fortune teller, if you can just tell me who Sister Zhou is going to marry in the future, I'll give you 10 super fires."

"Haha, President Xuan has spoken!"

"Boss Xuan's words are his bond. If he says 10 super hot, then 10 super hot. Fortune teller, don't give up this opportunity!"

A super hot one, 2000 yuan.

If there are 10 super hot ones, that’s 20,000.

With Mr. Yixuan's strength, brushing 10 super fires is like a piece of cake.

After seeing this message, Sister Zhou felt a little worried.

I was afraid that this young fortune teller in front of me would be tempted by money.

At this time, Qi Cheng spoke up. "If you were to calculate today's win or loss, what kind of result would you like?"

Do you really want to calculate the winner for me?

Sister Zhou was stunned for a moment, then she smiled happily.

This young fortune teller has quite a strong professional ethics.

"I'm a technical anchor. My skills are fine, but sometimes I just have bad luck. I've lost 10 games in a row today. I wonder if I can win... a few times today?"

Win a few times!

For Sister Zhou, this request was already very humble.

But there was nothing she could do, her luck was just too bad today.

Lost 10 games in a row.

For her, a technical anchor, this is a disaster.

"If it doesn't count, forget it!"

Sister Zhou also knew that her request was a bit excessive.

After all, fortune tellers are not gods, and being able to calculate one's fortune for the future is already very impressive.

To calculate the fortune within a day, no, it should be half a day now, is indeed a bit difficult.

“That counts!”

Qi Cheng's words made Sister Zhou slightly stunned.

"Then no matter how you perform in the live broadcast today, you will win!"

Sister Zhou: “…”

How to win today?

Is this... okay too?

I lost ten games in a row. What bad luck!

Sister Zhou: “Is it really possible?”

"Of course!"

Qi Cheng continued, "You have three accounts, starting with z, s, and y."

"You know this too?"

Sister Zhou was stunned!

It is normal for anchors to have many live broadcast accounts.

But, it’s my own live broadcast account.

Most people don’t know this.

Among them, the account starting with Y is played by myself alone.

Never handed it over.

Qi Cheng smiled faintly: "You'd better find a piece of paper and write down what I'm going to say next. Because I will only say it once!"

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