Quite explosive!Boss, she started fortune telling again

Chi Yan lowered his head into the stand-up collar of the dress, and said in a very aggrieved voice, "I heard people say that stealing other people's luck will lead to backlash."

Zheng Jie glared, "Even if you will be backlashed, you have to go to me! I raised you so fucking big, and spent so much money to let you debut and spend resources on you. Do you think I am doing charity?"

"I'm afraid you have forgotten, when your mother was tortured by drug addiction, who saved you! And who knelt in front of me and said that you will repay me if you are a cow or a horse in this life?"

"Dong Zhao...I'm afraid." Chi Yan stammered.

"What are you afraid of? You were fucked by me when you were 11 years old, why are you pretending?"

Zheng Jie twisted his thick neck, pointed at Chi Yan and cursed, spit flying everywhere.

At this time, a very dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes suddenly, and Zheng Jie subconsciously covered his face with his arms.

When he moved his arm away again, there was a sudden burst of voices in front of him, and countless cameras slapped his face indiscriminately. The entertainment reporter immediately took a microphone to make a live commentary.

"Friends from the audience, I am currently in the backstage dressing room of the Golden Microphone awards ceremony. Half an hour before the awards ceremony, a shocking news suddenly broke out! Chi Yan's stepfather has been treating him since he was 11 years old. He committed sexual assault! And this incident also involves Zhao Dong of Thunderstorm Records, and the appalling means of stealing luck by means of mystical techniques. Let us continue to pay attention to the progress of this matter."

Sitting on a chair in the dressing room, Chi Yan looked at Zheng Jie who seemed to be bewitched in shock.

Just now, Zheng Jie said he would sleep for a while.

Then, he stood in front of the mirror and practiced the song and dance to be performed at the closing ceremony of the awards ceremony tonight.

Later, the official host of Golden Microphone entered the dressing room and said that he was going to start preparing for the father-son interview tonight.

At this time, Zheng Jie was like crazy.

Suddenly jumped up from the recliner, first ran around the dressing room, and then ran around the red carpet where other guests were taking pictures.

Finally ran back to the dressing room.

It was a swearing at the camera carried by the photographer.

He revealed all the shameful things he did in private on weekdays.

From Sang Luo's live broadcast room to the live broadcast room of the official account of Golden Microphone, just in time to see this shocking scene, they swiped the screen to leave messages in the live broadcast room.

[Fuck!Has he been bewitched?How about a monkey running around on the red carpet alone? 】

[Fuck!Why is he yelling at the camera all the time?From this angle, it seems that he is scolding me]

【Immersive being scolded】

【Could it be the effect of Master Yunze's talisman? 】

[Master Yunze has something! 】

Chi Yan's fans also felt distressed when they saw the aggrieved and shocked Chi Yan on the chair, and they picked up the phone to call the Security Bureau to call the police.

On the street where the Golden Microphone Awards Ceremony was held, there was a branch of the Public Security Bureau, so within 5 minutes after the netizens called the police, they rushed to the scene and arrested Zheng Jie.

At the same time that Zheng Jie was arrested, the people from the Security Bureau also took Chi Yan away to make a record of the hearing.

This drama is temporarily over.

Seeing that both Chi Yan and Zheng Jie were taken away, the netizens did not stay in the Golden Microphone's official live broadcast room to watch the awards ceremony, but returned to Sang Luo's live broadcast room by the same route.

Sang Luo looked at the number 2 displayed on the upper right corner, and smiled, it was Shen Wuyang and Wuyou who were sitting in the dining hall to cheer her up again.

Worry-free swiping her phone in the middle of the night, seeing the overwhelming black material on the Whale platform, and the sunspots running around, she was a little worried that Master would be scolded after the broadcast.

So she brought her senior brother together to be the administrator of the live broadcast room for the master, as well as a sycophant and a supporter.

It was just a matter of turning around, and the number of people in the live broadcast room changed from 2 to 10+.

【Master is awesome】

【It really is a good show】

[Zheng Jie is really hateful, actually attacking children!I hope there will be a chemical castration punishment to deal with this kind of animal man who can't control his lower body]

【Master, what kind of talisman was that you just now?Amazing】

[More powerful than the fixed soul talisman]

Sang Luo saw that some netizens in the live broadcast room were curious about the talisman she had just burnt, so she replied, "My name is Taixu talisman."

[Too Void Talisman? 】

[What is the use of this talisman, can it make people crazy? 】

【Reminds me of Jia Baoyu's sleepwalking in too illusory land】

"The word Taixu first appeared in "Zhuangzi". It is a philosophical concept, representing a kind of emptiness and mystery." At this point, Sang Luo paused, "You can just understand it as illusion. .”

[So the talisman of the anchor can make people fantasize? 】

【It's a good thing】

[The poisonous mushrooms in my hometown are similar to each other]

After Xiao Xiangxiang announced what happened to Chi Yan to the Yanba fan group, she also returned to the live broadcast room.

After connecting with Sang Luo again, she first expressed her gratitude for all the fans, and then gave Sang Luo a few Hearts of the Ocean.

"Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast, see you next Friday."

After Sang Luo bid farewell to the audience in the live broadcast room, she closed the live broadcast room.

After the broadcast, she went to various temples to check.

As a result, only one pilgrim was offering incense.

Since the last time the Security Bureau went down to refute the rumors in person, the good image she had built up with great difficulty collapsed again.

Many netizens once again regarded her as a liar, a daoyuan, and a dramatist.

She found that, except for the incense burning in the God of Wealth Hall, the other halls were basically empty.

Sang Luo offered incense to each temple one by one.

After burning incense, she received a long-lost text message:
[Your debit card account 9996, spent 8 million yuan on August 30 to dredge the Wangchuan river, and the balance after the transaction is 1000 yuan. 】

"On August [-]th, it's time to pay wages again." Sang Luo frowned.

If the temple was full of incense as it was in the past, she wouldn't have to worry about it, but now fewer and fewer people come to offer incense in the Taoist temple.

Seeing that Sang Luo's brows were tightly furrowed, Shen Wuyang hurried over and asked, "Master, why are you frowning? Did something happen?"

Sang Luo ignored him, walked to the front of the temple, and sat with his chin in his hands in a daze.

The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds billowing in the sky, and a heavy rain was brewing, and the stuffy smell in the air made her even more troubled.

"Master, what should I do to make you less annoying?" Shen Wuyang also sat beside Sang Luo.

Sang Luo cast a casual glance at Shen Wuyang, "If you have money, you can solve 90.00% of your troubles."

"Didn't you make a lot of money by broadcasting live?"

"That little money is only enough to pay a hundred ghost servants." Sang Luo turned his face away, "But do you know how many ghost servants I have under my command?"