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Chapter 31 Go to the temple to beg

Hearing this, Yan Xin showed a meaningful smile.

"You know, my parents think my brother is sick and are already planning to send him to a mental hospital."

Shen Yue said, pointing to his head.

It's self-evident what it means.

"He's not sick." Yan Xin said calmly.

"what?"

The two were chatting quietly here, which attracted the attention of other guests.

Song Xiaolan smiled and teased: "When did your relationship become so good?"

"Who are you talking bad about again?" Zhou Changyu said coldly.

"It's your fault." Shen Yue rolled her eyes angrily.

"Some people are really looking for scolding."

"Xinxin, I'm relieved to see you're okay. Those things on the Internet are all nonsense, so don't worry about it." Yan Lu said gently.

"What happened?" Song Xiaolan didn't pay much attention to things on the Internet, and she looked confused at the moment.

"It's been clarified, so don't talk about it anymore. Yan Lu, shouldn't you know best why this mess happened?" Shen Yue's tone was not good.

Yan Lu's face turned pale and she looked at Shen Yue hurt.

"Yueyue, do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

"Okay, Yueyue didn't mean it either." Song Xiaolan smoothed things over.

"What do you care about?" Yan Xin looked like she didn't understand what you were talking about, as if she really didn't know about the rumors being spread about her.

Yan Lu kept smiling as much as possible to prevent her expression from falling apart.

"Everyone, you need to make money by yourself, buy lunch and dinner today, and then give the children a gift. Finally, we will rate the gift based on its value." In order to prevent these ancestors from fighting, Director Li hurriedly Stand up and smooth things over.

"Be aware that the value of a gift is not entirely the price."

"Okay, now everyone can set off after thinking about what to do."

"Make money?" This word made several guests dumbfounded.

The director smiled and continued talking.

"You have to rely on your own hands."

"Director Li, can the program team provide tools?" Yan Xin asked.

"Lulu, what are you going to do?" Zhou Changyu asked.

"I plan to take Xuanxuan out to have a look first. I can always find a job that suits me." Yan Lu said with a slight smile.

"Okay, then I'll go with you."

"Okay."

Zhou Changyu didn't notice the flash of disgust in Yan Lu's eyes. He was still immersed in his own joy.

"Xinxin, where are you going?"

Shen Yue really didn't know what job he was going to do, so he looked at Yan Xin.

"Temple." Yan Xin said calmly.

Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, feeling very surprised, but also within reason.

"Yan Xin, you don't want to take Lin Lin to the temple to beg for food, do you?" Zhou Changyu said sarcastically.

"Yeah." Yan Xin did not deny it.

It didn't matter whether she was begging for food or not, it was just that she was too lazy to argue with a guy with a bad mind.

"Xinxin can at least kill a chicken. You should take care of yourself first." Shen Yue snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Zhou Changyu's expression changed.

Yan Xin didn't bother to give him a look, said hello to the other guests, opened the navigation, and took Fang Yanlin to the nearest temple.

Yaoyin Temple

At this time, on the weekend, many people came to the temple to worship and offer incense.

"What are we doing here?" Fang Yanlin asked curiously.

Fang Yanlin's problem is not only curious to him, but also to the netizens in the live broadcast room.

How does Yan Xin make money when she comes to the temple?

It couldn't be that he was really begging for food like Zhou Changyu said.

"Wait and you'll find out."

Compared with other temples, the Marriage Hall seemed much more desolate. Yan Xin found a sleepy saint at the door of the Marriage Hall.

The saint sat on the ground, wearing a long coarse cloth gown. There was a table in front of him and a bucket of bamboo sticks. In front of the table were written the words "Ten Yuan Yi Gua". "Hello, little master, we are filming a program. I know a little about divination. I would like to set up a divination stall here. I don't know if it will work." Yan Xin said with a decent smile.

"Program? I can't be in charge of this. We have to find our chief abbot." The saint raised his eyes and looked at Yan Xin.

I was a little surprised to see the PD following Yan Xin.

"Can you please help me, little master, to lead the way?"

"Are you really good at divination?" He didn't quite believe Yan Xin.

"I know a little bit."

Although Yan Xin looks young, she has a very good face and a majestic appearance, and her calmness cannot be concealed no matter how hard she goes.

Although her smile was gentle, it reminded him of the virtuous abbot in the temple.

"Hold on."

"Thank you."

"Are you really good at telling fortunes?" Fang Yanlin's bright eyes flashed with great distrust.

"Your family has seen it before."

This is the first time that Yan Xin has been questioned about her abilities. Divination and fortune telling are her specialties.

In the past life, countless dignitaries spent huge sums of money just for her to make fortunes.

This is really a novel experience.

But think about it, she really doesn't look like a Xuanmen person now.

At this time, a young man and woman came over.

"Are you here to ask for an autograph?"

"Where is the master here?" the young woman looked around and asked.

"The young master has something to do and I have left for now. If the donor is willing, you can let me try it. If you think it makes sense, just pay." Yan Xin smiled lightly.

"Can you interpret the signature?" The woman was a little surprised.

Yan Xin smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, then you can try it."

Yan Xin heard the woman's words, sat in the sage's seat, shook the bamboo tube, and the sticks made a crisp sound when they collided.

After a while, she placed the bamboo stick bucket in front of the woman.

"Please."

The live broadcast room was also noisy at this moment, everyone was watching to see what Yan Xin could do.

[What is Yan Xin going to do? Why haven’t I heard that she can do divination? 】

[Is this fortune telling?Don't bully other girls because they are young, and you are cheating here. 】

[Am I the only one who thinks Sister Xin is serious? Maybe she really is? 】

Some people believe it, and some people don't believe it. They basically have the mentality of watching a show, but there are still a lot of abuses against her on the barrage.

Rows of asterisks slowly floated across the screen.

[It can be seen that some people are really swearing. You can scold them. Can you be more civilized? 】

[Ask me every day, when will Yan Xin get out of the entertainment industry? 】

【…】

The woman took the bamboo tube, shook it cooperatively, and quickly produced a bamboo stick.

The bamboo sticks are painted with specific patterns in black ink.

Yan Xin took it, took a look, and smiled.

"Congratulations, it's your signature."

The woman's eyes lit up, and Yan Xin signaled her not to worry.

"Your name is Xie Ting, from Jiangzhou. You and your boyfriend met at work."

"How do you know?" The woman looked surprised.

The expression of the young man next to her also changed.

"We met at work." The woman confirmed Yan Xin's words.

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