Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

At the end of March, the weather has gradually warmed up. Zheng Huijun took breakfast and walked to the hospital building. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walking to the side of the road, and she quickly chased after him.

"Yu Qing!"

Yu Qing, who was about to take a taxi, put down his hand and looked over in search of the sound.

Seeing that the person calling her was Zheng Huijun, she asked: "Teacher, is your mother's illness better?"

Zheng Huijun laughed when she heard this: "I will have surgery on Monday, and the doctor said the success rate is 100%."

"That's good."

"Yes." Zheng Huijun looked at her hesitantly, not knowing how to speak.

Is it better to ask her directly, or is it more appropriate to pretend that she doesn't know what to do?

But she wanted to know the answer, so she was a little confused.

Yu Qing said slowly: "Teacher, do you want to ask me because of what happened last time?"

Hearing her say it without hesitation, Zheng Huijun was slightly stunned, but she no longer had any worries, "Well, you are..."

She paused, then asked again when there was no one around, "Can you tell fortunes?"

Yu Qing did not hide anything: "Yes, to be precise, I know a little bit about fortune telling and Xuanmen."

Although she had already guessed it, Zheng Huijun could not help but be shocked.

She had never believed this before, but Yu Qing's reminder did come true, which forced her to believe it.

It's just that she seems to have only really understood Yu Qing from this moment on.

It seems that she is still somewhat incompetent as a teacher.

Zheng Huijun was not curious about how she knew how to tell fortunes, and just gave a few instructions: "It's good, but you still have to put yourself first. The teacher has checked that it is quite dangerous to do this."

What is written on the Internet is not comprehensive enough, but you can probably know that fortune telling will involve cause and effect, and may even threaten your life.

She didn't understand very well, so she could only hide it for Yu Qing and let her worry about it.

Yu Qing was very obedient: "I will."

Zheng Huijun finally let go of the accumulated stone in her heart, "Then I won't disturb you. Remember to read more questions when you go back. The competition time is coming, you know?"

She regained her serious expression from school.

"I understand, teacher."

Zheng Huijun gave a few more instructions like a parent who expected his son to succeed.

It was almost nine o'clock. After saying goodbye to Zheng Huijun, Yu Qing went home and hurriedly started the live broadcast.

Account: Metaphysics Dad Yuyang——Fans: 927 million

Within a minute of the live broadcast, the number of online viewers exceeded 80,000.

[I’m so on time today. I just ordered takeout. I thought I wouldn’t receive the news about Sister Yang’s launch until after I finished eating. 】

[I am smarter. I finished my homework last night, watched the live broadcast today, and can still have time to review tomorrow. I am really smart. 】

[Haha—Are you scared by Sister Yang? 】

[Sister Yang not only broadcasts metaphysics live, but also supervises fans’ learning! 】

[Sister Yang, is she going to have a new nickname, just 'teaching director'? 】

Yu Qing just came back from making tea when he saw this barrage.

"Dean? I'm afraid it's not suitable for me. Maybe I can be the principal."

She really wasn't just bragging, she actually had the experience of playing the principal in the dungeon.

The barrage scrolled up quickly, mostly jokes made by fans.

Soon there was an account called 'Does appearance matter?', and netizens became very popular.

Lianmai's application was approved, and a girl about twenty years old appeared on the screen.

Her eyes revealed a dead look, her hair was messy, and her appearance was not beautiful, it could be said to be average and average, not particularly ugly, but not good-looking either.

Her clothes looked like they hadn't been changed for several days, there were messy garbage piled on the ground behind her, and the quilt on the bed was rolled up into a ball.

【...This...home girl? ? 】

[That’s not what we otaku girls are like! ! We just don’t like to go out, but we are very clean and will pick up the takeaway trash! ! 】

[I feel that the situation of the young lady is not good. ] [ Let me tell you a little, why do I feel that the young lady's eyes are strange, like stagnant water without vitality. 】

Even the fans in the live broadcast room could see that she was in poor condition.

The girl looked at the barrage with empty eyes and her voice was flat.

"Anchor, they say you are very accurate in telling fortunes, so tell me how long I can live."

Her serious questioning attitude scared the fans in the live broadcast room to the point where they did not dare to comment.

I am afraid that if I say a wrong word, I will be in an irreparable situation.

Because her condition looks really bad, it’s like sitting on the rooftop and asking you when she’s about to jump off:

Will I die if I jump?

No one should be scared off half their life.

On the contrary, Yu Qing seemed much calmer, "I think you can live for a long time."

What she said was what I thought, not what I calculated.

The girl looked at the barrage with her eyes slightly raised and looked directly at the camera.

half an hour.

"It seems your judgment was wrong."

What's the point of living for a long time? It would be better to die a hundred times.

Yu Qing said: "My judgment has never been wrong. Have you ever thought that if it is easier for a person to become a ghost after death than when he is alive, why are so many ghosts willing to risk their souls to find a substitute?"

This is the first time she has mentioned the word 'ghost' directly in a live broadcast.

There is also a copy of "I Believe in Science" on the table.

The girl laughed at herself: "I can't tell you anything."

In fact, it is not a good thing to lose one's soul. Why is it necessary to enter reincarnation and repeat the pain in the human world?

For people like her, perhaps the best destination is for their souls to die.

[… I’d like to ask weakly, do you understand what they are saying? 】

[No, just wait for the results quietly. 】

[Don’t dare to say anything. 】

【+1. 】

Yu Qing knocked on the table: "How about telling me your story?"

The girl knows that she may have some ability and can see something.

But so what, she shook her head: "There's nothing to say."

A dying person, why should he dislike himself?

Tell her past, and then continue to be laughed at, and she will not find peace after death.

"If that were the case, you wouldn't come to me, but would find a place to leave quietly, wouldn't you?" Yu Qing asked.

If a person really wants to die, he won't have so many worries.

He would only find a place where no one was around, and he was also afraid of being discovered and saved himself.

Because they simply won't leave any room for their own lives.

There is not even room for salvation.

The girl's pupils flashed slightly. Too many things had happened recently. Her life was like a joke. She had been bored since she was born.

No one will love her, and no one really cares about her.

Originally, she was planning to die like this. She even found a place, on a small mountain peak not far from home. Even if she died there, it would not affect others.

But for some reason, she picked up her phone inexplicably before going out, and now the search page on a certain website is still stuck on 'Which way to die is the least painful'.

Obviously she was going to search for the method of death, but she just clicked into the live broadcast room to make a fortune at the last moment.

What is it?

In fact, the girls themselves don’t know.