The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 187
"What does Title Douluo mean?" Jiang Li leaned over, and asked a little puzzled when he saw the message on the phone.

Xia Xin didn't want Jiang Li to understand this, "It's nothing, just some lemon essence."

Jiang Li snorted, "You can't eat grapes, what do you mean by sour grapes?"

Xia Xin laughed dryly, the old ancestor was pretty smart.

He looked through other news, and there were a few people who were asking if they could tell fortunes.

He also said he was willing to pay.

Xia Xin read these messages to Jiang Li, and then asked: "Old ancestor, how about we give them some calculations?"

It doesn't matter if you leave, "It's up to you."

"No, no."

When Xia Xin heard this, he suddenly shook his head, "You can't just let them count! This is too unreasonable! Ancestor, you are a real ancestor, we have to put up your arrogance and let them know how powerful you are! "

Jiang Li clicked his tongue, "Then what are you going to do?"

Xia Xin held his chin and thought about it carefully, "I figured it out! How about this, old ancestor, I'll post a post for you, randomly select five people in the comment section, and give them fortune-telling for free! This way it will become popular, if If it is done, those five people will be the ancestors' free tap water and loyalists, isn't it great?"

"What does free tap water mean, and what does die-hard loyalty mean?" Jiang Li was almost taken aback by Xia Xin's words.

Xia Xin: "..."

Forget that the ancestor is a real antique.

Xia Xin breathed a sigh of relief, racking his brains to follow the two words "Jiangli Science Popularization".

Originally, Internet terminology was just for convenience, or it was invented by the Internet.

In real life, it's hard to explain.

Xia Xin managed to explain it.

He felt that following his ancestors, not to mention anything else, his vocabulary had increased a lot in the past two days.

In the future, there is no need to worry about Chinese.

Xia Xin sighed inwardly.

Jiang Li understood, nodded, and agreed: "This is fine. I didn't expect it, Xia Xin, you have a business sense!"

Xia Xin smiled shyly. He was ashamed to say that he just remembered the rules of other people's lottery draws on the Internet.

Scorching Sun Temple used to be deserted, and there were not many pilgrims every day. He was idle and bored. In addition, Scorching Sun Temple was poor at the time, so he liked to participate in various lucky draws.

He didn't expect that, if he stepped on shit luck, he would make a fortune all of a sudden, he just thought that he could earn a little money for food.

however……

I don't know how many times I have participated in the lottery, but I have never won a single one.

But never mind...

Xia Xin felt that the previous misery might be for him to find the foreshadowing made by his ancestors.

Now that Jiang Li is here, there must be a lot of money rolling in!

Thinking of this, Xia Xin was overjoyed, and turned around to post a post.

He has to make his ancestors popular quickly!

Become tens of millions—no, billions of Internet celebrities!

In the name of Jiang Li, Xia Xin posted a lottery post, explaining that five comments would be randomly selected to tell their fortunes for free.

He didn't ask for money when he came up, but also said that it was free, and the quantity was still limited, and the comment area suddenly became lively.

There were already many netizens who were staring at their movements, and immediately rushed in like joining in the fun.

While staring at those comments, Xia Xin discussed with Jiang Li, "Old Ancestor, the deadline for the first time is just one hour, right? After an hour, shall we draw people again?"

Jiang Li hummed, "I don't understand these things, you are a genius in this area, listen to you."

Xia Xin suddenly burst into laughter.

The ancestors were quite humane.

Ah, no, the ancestors were originally individuals.

Xia Xin coughed and forced herself to focus on the comment section.

(End of this chapter)