Chu Qianli was scared away by Qi Yan. Although she had figured out Qi Yan's horoscope, she was still not good at dealing with him, so she quickly found an excuse to sneak back home.

Qi Yan stopped teasing Chu Qianli and arranged a return vehicle for her. Within two days, he delivered the Tarot painting and the Hun Tian Yi inlaid with beads.

In the He family villa, Yu Xin stared at the golden Hun Tianyi in a daze and asked, "Shi Chen, do you know where Qian Li got the money to buy these?"

When He Shichen was questioned by his mother, he was reluctant to tell her about fortune-telling. His scalp was tingling at this moment, and he said vaguely, "...some of the money was given by me."

Yu Xin nodded in understanding: "Then be more frugal this year and don't buy any more. There won't be enough space at home."

He Shichen muttered: "…It may not work if you tell me this."

"Didn't you give me the money?" Yu Xin looked at him in surprise. "Are you really going to buy a big house for your family? Otherwise, how can you put so many things in it?"

He Shichen: “?”

In the bedroom on the second floor, Chu Qianli tore open the tight packaging and saw the tarot painting she had been dreaming of. She threw the shockproof material aside and began to laboriously dismantle the mounting, finally removing the original painting.

The back of the tarot painting is also shining, full of exquisite and beautiful dark patterns, and under strong light, there are faint pink crystals. The 22 major arcanas are composed of a vast starry sky, and they are tightly spliced ​​together, without any gaps.

Chu Qianli began to break the painting ruthlessly. With a crisp and subtle sound, the starry sky painting broke into pieces, turning into square, regular, and uniformly sized tarot cards. She carefully examined the cards, and found that the tarot cards were intact, with no burrs even on the edges.

Chu Qianli couldn't let go of the new brand and couldn't wait to try it out, but suddenly she hesitated.

This tarot deck only has 22 cards of the Major Arcana. Should I use the cards in my hand to fill the gaps, or should I find a set of Minor Arcana to complete the set?

Chu Qianli decided to try various methods. She had not yet fully understood the pictures on the cards and needed some time to familiarize herself with the new tools.

The waning moon was rising, the night was dark, and the villa area outside the window was quiet.

On the desk, colorful tarot cards were scattered all over the place. Chu Qianli was looking at the cards anxiously while scribbling down her thoughts in her notebook. She had already browsed through the pictures of each card, but there were still many details that she couldn't understand. In addition, there was no instruction manual for this deck of cards, so she could only figure it out on her own.

"Who exactly is Lyle Gadbury..." Chu Qianli said with a headache, "Even if this teacher drew a fake name, he could at least reveal the information in the card. Otherwise, how can the children learn it?"

Many astrologers feared being killed if their predictions were successful, so they left only obscure and difficult-to-understand pictures and texts to avoid being caught. In history, an astrologer predicted the Great Fire of London, and he was arrested after the fire. Others suspected that he was the arsonist.

Chu Qianli understood the caution of her predecessors, but she was now like an underground party intelligence worker. It was too difficult to decipher the code and she could only obtain fragmentary information.

When she first started learning astrology, she couldn't even put together a sentence, but she didn't expect that using this deck of cards would turn her back into a beginner.

The common Tarot systems on the market are Marseille, Waite and Thoth. This deck of cards is from the eighteenth century and may be earlier than some systems.

Each Tarot system is closely related to the founder of the school. Chu Qianli did not know Lyle Gadbury's life, so he could not accurately interpret the meaning of many cards.

She took the note next to her, which had several clues written on it and an uncertain question mark at the end.

Red stone? Starry sky in the village? Grandpa? East, South, West, North? Seven?

Digging for radish only describes characteristics and does not give specific names. These are the ones she thinks of now.

Is it time to take a break and go back to the village to take a look?

Chu Qianli stroked the tarot cards and decided to name them Red Crystal Tarot. The main card surface was covered with reddish glitter, and even the divining mentioned red stones. She didn't know what the card was made of. It was obviously an antique, but the quality was very good, and the feel was much better than countless new cards.

The next day, Chu Qianli, wearing school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, stood drowsily beside the car and was reluctant to get in.

She yawned, rubbed her eyes, and said, "Brother, go by yourself. I won't take the bus today."

He Shichen frowned and asked impatiently, "What are you going to do?"

"I have to avoid four wheels recently, and I feel it's better not to ride in a car."

"Are you still hiding from your classes, thinking it's better not to go to school?"

"Ah, how do you know? Even though Xingxing didn't say this, I think so in my heart."

"...Get in the car immediately! If you delay any longer, you will be late!"

Chu Qianli refused to get in the car after being stopped for a long time, which made He Shichen very upset. The two of them circled around the car like an eagle catching a chicken, which made the driver feel helpless.

He Shichen felt ashamed to catch her in public and angrily asked, "How are you going to school if you don't take a bus?"

Chu Qianli pushed a bicycle out of the courtyard, straddled it gracefully, rode slowly out, and waved leisurely: "You city people have never seen two wheels? Then humans didn't survive before the invention of cars?"

He Shichen saw her holding the handlebar with one hand and dangling the other hand in the air. He immediately stiffened his fist and shouted in a loud voice: "You are not allowed to ride a bike with one hand!!"

Chu Qianli rode a bike to school. She arrived on time with difficulty and collapsed on the table after entering the classroom.

Tan Muxing noticed that her dark circles were as dark as a panda's, and asked worriedly, "You seem to be in a bad mood today?"

"I worked on something till late yesterday, and rode here again this morning. I'm so tired."

"Why do you suddenly want to ride a bike?"

"Saving energy and reducing emissions is everyone's responsibility."

Tan Muxing felt a little relieved. She was still in the mood to joke around, so there shouldn't be any big problem.

Time flies by quickly. The school is approaching the end of the year. Not only do they need to take exams, but they also have to hold a party. He Shichen, Qi Yan and other student union members are busy with this. They don't have to perform on stage, but are mainly responsible for executing the process.

Each class also has to prepare a program collectively. Chu Qianli's class decided to perform a drama. The leading actors are all active members of the class, and students who are not interested can play supporting roles with fewer lines.

During the class meeting, Ruan Ya and others were assigning roles in the front, and Qiu Qingkong came over to chat with Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing.

Qiu Qingkong refreshed the data of the Cardcaptor Girls team and asked: "Teacher, when are we going to shoot the video? It's been a long time since there has been an update?"

Chu Qianli hid behind the book in a evasive manner. She was like a little ostrich with its head buried in its chest. She said in a sad voice, "I don't want to listen. I'll just recite the sutras!"

Tan Muxing reminded quietly: "The final exam is coming, and reviewing is more important? Let's shoot after the exam."

Chu Qianli was in even more pain, sobbing, "I don't want to listen, Zhishi is reciting the sutras!"

Qiu Qingkong suggested excitedly: "Choose between recording a video and reviewing! You will definitely have an idea immediately!"

Chu Qianli closed her eyes calmly, tilted her head, and pretended to die suddenly, saying, "Don't disturb the deceased. Bring me some milk tea when you burn the paper."

Tan Muxing: "..."

Tan Muxing looked down at the calendar on his phone. He pondered for a long time and asked tentatively, "Is He Shichen's birthday next month?"

"That should be the case, but he didn't write the date in his address book. He only wrote the month at the beginning." Qiu Qingkong answered subconsciously. She suddenly understood Tan Muxing's deep meaning and suddenly realized, "Teacher, when is your birthday?"

Qiu Qingkong was originally surprised that Tan Muxing mentioned this matter, but now he thought that he was not asking He Shichen.

All the classmates in the class had written their address books, but when Chu Qianli transferred to the school, her information was not recorded.

Chu Qianli was stunned: "Ah, I forgot..."

Qiu Qingkong said dissatisfiedly: "Impossible, are you lying to a child? Do you know how to correct birth time?"

Chu Qianli nodded calmly: "I didn't lie to the child, I was lying to Xiaoke."

Tan Muxing had already noticed that she never mentioned her birthday, so he said softly, "If we don't know your birthday, we can't wish you a happy birthday."

Chu Qianli pursed her head, "It doesn't matter whether you wish or not. There's nothing to be happy about. We only celebrated birthdays when we were kids. I've never heard that adults still care about birthdays. Don't we get older every time we celebrate? Maybe we don't even want to celebrate."

Tan Muxing was quite confused. He thought Chu Qianli would make a fuss and ask for cakes and gifts, and then make all kinds of outrageous requests, which was like a naughty child. However, he didn't expect that there was no celebration plan at all.

Normally she would be radiant with some sunlight, but now it is really abnormal.

Qiu Qingkong was surprised and said, "Are you as aloof as He Shichen? He just doesn't want to be blessed or given gifts, so he didn't write the date and only wrote the month in the address book."

"Many girls from other classes asked me to look up his birthday. If he had written down a specific date, I guess his desk would have been filled with gifts that day."

"Is it so exaggerated?!" Chu Qianli's eyes widened in surprise, and then he realized, "That's right, who would dislike a money printing machine?"

Qiu Qingkong: "Are you afraid of receiving gifts too?"

Chu Qianli shook her head: "No, I just want to receive gifts, not celebrate my birthday."

Tan Muxing: "But since you don't have a birthday, we have no excuse to give it to you?"

Chu Qianli struggled again and again, but she was still defeated by the gift. She secretly told him her birthday and added, "Actually, I don't have the habit of celebrating my birthday."

Qiu Qingkong: "Life should have a sense of ceremony!"

Tan Muxing smiled and said, "We can develop the habit of celebrating birthdays in the future."

Chu Qianli said nothing.

At this time, class monitor Ruan Ya walked to the back of the classroom and asked the three people for their opinions: "I just called you, but you didn't seem to hear me. Qiu Qingkong's role has been selected. Do you two want Ci Shao's supporting role?"

Chu Qianli and Tan Muxing were planning to slack off in the drama, they just wanted to play minor roles that would be eliminated at the speed of light.

Chu Qianli nodded: "Is there any kind without even a line?"

Ruan Ya: "There is also a general and a strategist, both of whom are just for supporting roles. I think you are more suitable to play the strategist, while Tan Muxing is more suitable to play the general. The main reason is that you can't carry off the general's uniform, so you might be more suitable to wear the strategist's uniform."

Chu Qianli said decisively: "Okay, let's do this!"

Tan Muxing was stunned. He looked panicked and asked in embarrassment, "Is there anything else? I may not be able to play... a general..."

Ruan Ya: "There is a script in the group, and other characters have lines. Why don't you pick one now?"

Tan Muxing was in distress. He lowered his head and flipped through the script on his mobile phone, but he really couldn't find a suitable role.

Chu Qianli asked curiously, "Why don't you want to play a general? You are very suitable for it, right?"

Chu Qianli mistakenly thought that Tan Muxing was having an inferiority complex attack, and she felt that there was nothing wrong with her deskmate playing the role of a general.

Despite her encouragement, Tan Muxing finally accepted the offer reluctantly, feeling mixed emotions for a while.

Chu Qianli followed Ruan Ya to the podium. She wrote her own name and Tan Muxing's name on the cast list. The military advisor and the general didn't even have character names. They were just standard extras.

"…Because generals kill people."

Tan Muxing watched her skipping away, then he spoke softly, his voice almost inaudible, like dissipating wind.

The double impact of the party and the final exam made the students extremely busy, and even He Shichen had no time to care about Chu Qianli's riding a bike to school. Chu Qianli insisted on riding a bike to school, and she refused to ride a four-wheeled vehicle. Later, Tan Muxing accompanied her to ride a bike away from school.

The two of them became one of the few cycling groups in the school. Occasionally, they would buy something to eat on the roadside and wave goodbye when they reached the intersection together.

Chu Qianli said that she would not ride a bike all the time, but she couldn't take a car during this period.

Tan Muxing had no objection. He just followed her wishes. Everything was fine at first, but recently he felt something was unusual.

At the intersection, two people stopped their car in front of the bustling crowd. They chatted casually while waiting for the traffic light to change.

Tan Muxing was riding on the bike. He couldn't help but look back and asked hesitantly, "Are you in a hurry to go home? Should we go for a ride by the river?"

Chu Qianli: "Don't worry, I have to do my homework when I get home. Do you want to go for a ride?"

"No, I always feel like someone is following us." Tan Muxing felt uncomfortable and frowned, "Anyway, it's a bit uncomfortable."

In order to lose weight, Tan Muxing was sent to the team and institutions by her family for training. Although she did not lose any weight, she inexplicably had a sense of crisis.

"Psychological effect?" Chu Qianli said casually. She saw the traffic light change and immediately suggested, "Hey, let's have a race to see who can ride to the river first!"

"Don't ride so fast." Tan Muxing saw her pedaling so fast, so he reminded her while keeping up with her.

On the road, a taxi was driving slowly, and in the car was Liu Kaijia.

Liu Kaijia watched the cyclist disappear, and he quickly asked, "Master, can you turn around and go over there?"

The driver spoke fluent Beijing dialect and said impatiently, "No, where are you going? There's a river over there and it's a one-way street. Can you give me a definite answer?"

"Then let's take a detour..."

"What are you talking about? I've never seen you ride like this. I tell you, Didi doesn't allow you to change your itinerary like this! Don't tease me!"

Liu Kaijia was always short-tempered. He was so angry at what the driver said that he finally pulled over and got out of the car during the argument, saying, "Bah! The drivers in the Imperial City are so awesome. They are as good as those fortune tellers!"

Liu Kaijia rushed to the river, but there was no one there. His fishing was empty-handed again.

He was kicked by a little girl at the Qi family's birthday banquet. He turned around and told his master that he had seen a strange man who could understand Ziwei. Unexpectedly, his master asked him to stay in the imperial capital for two more days. He didn't know the girl's name, let alone her family background. The only thing he remembered during the whole process was "Internet".

He did ask about Qi Yan's school and wanted to wait for Chu Qianli, but he didn't expect that she was riding a bicycle, so he couldn't even find her license plate number.

Liu Kaijia is a fortune teller. He is not a paparazzi or a private detective. He can only call his master.

As soon as the call was connected, before Liu Kaijia could even open his mouth, the old man on the other end asked first: "Have you seen Chu Yilie? Is he hiding in the imperial capital now?"

Liu Kaijia was arrogant outside, but he was humble in front of his master and said, "No, Master, it's not that fast. I only know the school that girl goes to, but I don't even know her name, let alone the person you mentioned..."

The old man was very unhappy and said coldly: "Then why are you calling me? What are you hesitating about?"

"Mainly..."

"What's the main point? You are my personal disciple, don't you know that you can't count? I taught you that Ziwei is used to count stars!?" The old man was furious. "Forget it, I can't count on you. Come back quickly, I will find someone myself!"

The old man hung up the phone decisively after he finished speaking, not giving Liu Kaijia any chance to explain himself.

Liu Kaijia held his phone with a feeling of grievance. He didn't know where to vent his grievances, and complained: "It makes it difficult for others to calculate, mainly because the logic is wrong..."

Liu Kaijia felt that his master did not understand the law of cause and effect, so he got so angry for no apparent reason.

What does "You don't know how to calculate" mean?

He just couldn't outsmart Chu Qianli, which is why his master knew of her existence. If he could outsmart Chu Qianli, then there wouldn't be anything like what happened next! ?

This statement is illogical, just like some recruiting companies.

Q: You have no work experience, why don’t you look for a job?

A: I’m looking for a job now.

Q: You have no work experience, so how do you find a job?

answer:?

Liu Kaijia is now extremely confused and helpless. He completely cannot understand his master's logic and does not know where to go on the streets of the imperial capital.