After Lu Fenfei had drunk the water in the bottle for what seemed like the umpteenth time, Wan Jiao finally spoke up, "Sister Fenfei, you can actually relax a little."
Relax a little?
Is it that Lufenfei doesn't want to?
She just couldn't relax.
This is crucial as it determines whether we can just give up and do nothing tomorrow!
Lu Fenfei didn't know how to answer Wan Jiao, so she could only give an awkward laugh. At the same time, in order to relieve the pressure, she gulped down half a bottle of water again. When the bottle was empty, Lu Fenfei wanted to grab another one, but Wan Jiao reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Sister Fenfei, maybe you could try shouting out your wares."
The word "hawking" is familiar to Lu Fenfei.
This is how most street vendors increase their popularity and attract business.
Although there aren't many pedestrians on the street at this time, if you really shout and gather people together, little by little, someone might actually be willing to pay to have their number calculated.
"Wanjiao, you're so smart."
After sincerely praising Wan Jiao, Lu Fenfei got up from the small chair brought by the production team, cleared her throat, and began to enthusiastically promote the product.
"Fortune telling, no charge if it's inaccurate, don't miss out!"
"Knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, skilled in divination, honest and trustworthy to all, young and old."
"Come, come, take a look. You won't lose out. Take a look and you won't be fooled."
"No money if you don't agree to this..."
"..."
To be honest, TV hosts are something else. When Lu Fenfei starts hawking her wares, she's even more enthusiastic than a professional street vendor.
At this time of day, most young people are at work, at school, or sleeping in. Those who are out and about are mostly older people.
Lu Fenfei's shouts quickly attracted a lot of people, mostly middle-aged and elderly people in their fifties, sixties, seventies, and eighties.
Lu Fenfei frequently appears on various channels of CCTV in China. She even stands in the center position during the Spring Festival Gala. It would be unrealistic for these middle-aged and elderly people not to know her.
The first person to ask Lu Fenfei a question was an elderly man in his seventies or eighties with gray hair.
"Young lady, you're that person, right?" The old man's words betrayed his surprise. "That famous host, what's her name again, Fei?"
"Oh, I can't remember right now. Just tell me if you're the host I know."
Lu Fenfei was delighted to see that the old man recognized her. She quickly took over his words and replied earnestly, "Yes, Grandpa, my name is Lu Fenfei, and I am a host at CCTV in Shengguo."
"You've hosted the Spring Festival Gala, right?" the old man asked Lu Fenfei again.
Lu Fenfei nodded, "Yes, it's kind of you to recognize me."
"These days, it's rare to see a host as interesting as you. It's not surprising that I recognize you." The old man glanced at Lu Fenfei's stall as he spoke, and muttered in confusion, "Young lady, why did you give up being a proper host and come here to act as a charlatan on the side of the road?"
"Let me tell you, being a charlatan is unacceptable; the country has always..."
"..."
The old man was really eloquent; he practically listed all the harms of feudal superstition. Lu Fenfei smiled politely on the surface, but in her heart, she desperately wanted to go back in time and beat herself for showing off her ignorance in front of Wan Jiao.
Yes, it was really embarrassing for her to be completely ignorant of everything that science couldn't explain back then.
After the old man finished speaking, Lu Fenfei took over his words, reasoning with him and appealing to his emotions. She used her past strong opposition to feudal superstition as a starting point, and then explained to the old man from various aspects that the ultimate goal of science is metaphysics, and so on.
Finally... after Lu Fenfei's persistent and tireless explanations, the old man nodded thoughtfully, "Can it really calculate everything?"
Lu Fenfei quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, honest and fair, no exceptions, no charge if you don't agree."
The old man glanced at Lu Fenfei, then at Wan Jiao behind her. "I've lived a long life, I'm perfectly sensible. You said you wouldn't accept money, so first calculate what I was like when I was twenty..."
Lu Fenfei had no idea how to do that. She looked at Wan Jiao with pleading eyes.
Wan Jiao gave Lu Fenfei a look to calm down, and then took over the old man's unfinished words, accurately recounting his very strange experience when he was twenty years old.
"When you were twenty, you accidentally wandered into a valley and found an antique there. After returning home, you quickly sold the antique to raise capital for your business, which is how you built your current business."
If the old man didn't believe in fortune telling at all at first, then now, when Wan Jiao revealed the origin of the antique that only God knew besides him, he really had no choice but to believe it.
His eyes flickered with complex emotions, and finally, with a heavy nasal tone and trembling voice, he said, "My wife and I have always treated each other with respect, and now that we are old, we have many children and grandchildren, but in truth, I have always loved someone I could not have. Since you all claim to know everything and can calculate everything, then I want to find my first love. Can you help me find her?"
…
Although the sisters in all four groups have started their respective group tasks, in reality, more than 70 percent of the viewers in the live broadcast room are paying attention to the red group where Wan Jiao is.
From the moment Lu Fenfei started out looking like a street vendor, to her patiently explaining things to the elderly man, everyone commented:
As expected, only the Half-Immortal Wan can change Sister Fenfei's mind.
[As expected of a fairy from heaven, even Sister Fenfei follows her every command. Her ability is truly extraordinary.]
I'm curious whether Sister Fenfei's earnest persuasion will actually convince that old man.
Don't doubt Sister Fenfei's abilities, okay? She has such a silver tongue, she can talk the dead back to life.
[Upstairs, keep it low-key, don't bring trouble to our Sister Fenfei, it's not that exaggerated]
[Someone was actually revived by Sister Fenfei's words before; you can search for it if you don't believe me.]
That person didn't die at all, they were just in shock. Rumors stop with the wise; please stop spreading misinformation.
While the audience was arguing and sending comments, Wan Jiao stepped in and told the old man's fortune.
Those with sharp eyes noticed and immediately started spamming "Quiet" in the comments.
Then the chat stopped, and the viewers in front of the live stream held their breath and listened intently.
As the old man's words gradually reached everyone's ears, the live chat became active again.
Holy crap, I know this plot like the back of my hand. That first love is probably dead.
[...Does the person upstairs have some kind of syndrome? Can't you wish people well for once...?]
[Those who can't be found, I also think the chances of them dying are slim.]
[...]
Wan Jiao looked at the old man for about five or six seconds before saying, "You clearly know everything, yet you still say you want to find her. Do you think that's reasonable?"
The old man's cloudy eyes widened in surprise!
His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
"You...you..."
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