Live fortune telling: Entertainment industry bosses beg me to come back

Although Liu Dabao and others beat Xuanyin very hard, they also measured their strength.

After all, if someone were to die, none of them would be able to eat and walk around.

Several people beat Xuanyin until he was covered in blood and lying there unable to move, then they tentatively stopped.

"Sister Xiangu, do you think this is okay?"

"Okay, you go back first. I will call you later for the money."

"You're welcome, fairy lady. It's an honor for us to do things for fairy lady. It's free of charge."

Wen Sheng raised his slender eyebrows: "Then I won't give it to you."

"Uh" Liu Dabao was stunned on the spot, a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry," Wen Sheng sneered, "I won't lose you a penny."

After hearing this, several people thanked him again and again, and then left happily.

Wen Sheng approached Xuanyin step by step. Just a moment ago, he was a confident villain. At this moment, he couldn't even lift his hands.

"Xuan Yin, looking back, I treat you well, right? Why do you have to fight for the first place?"

"I, Xuanyin, will never be inferior to others."

He was almost dying, but he could still use all his strength to say such strong words. Wen Sheng secretly admired him in his heart. He was considered a man.

It's a pity that this person's heart is not right. If he stays, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles.

So Wen Sheng raised his hand: "Since I didn't personally send you on your way in that world, let's make up for it in this world."

After saying this, Wen Sheng accumulated all his strength in his palm, preparing to kill it with one blow.

However it was still a step too late.

Xuanyin actually got rid of his body at the last second and escaped.

Wen Sheng was shocked when he looked at the torn body in front of him and the soul that was too late to catch.

He quickly counted with his fingers.

The result that emerged in her heart made her instantly relieved.

"It seems that my hurdle in this world is much higher than I imagined."

Back home, Wen Sheng still ate and rested and read acting books. When he had more energy in the evening, he started the live broadcast.

[Live broadcast, live broadcast, good evening Wen Sheng]

[I just finished dinner and caught up with the live broadcast while lying in bed. I couldn’t be happier. 】

[I hope I can grab a lucky bag today. I have been making wishes for Wen Sheng’s photo for three days. 】

[Wen Sheng said last time that taking photos of her didn’t work, so I printed out a few and put them on the bedside. They will definitely ward off evil spirits. 】

Looking at the messages scrolling by everyone, Wen Sheng was a little bit dumbfounded, but he was too lazy to respond. They were all asking for good luck anyway, and it would have a psychological effect at least, so let them go.

Then Wen Sheng handed out today's three lucky bags.

The first one to grab the lucky bag was a man as soon as he saw his online name.

This person's online name is "Big Husband", which sounds a bit like a middle-class guy.

When I looked online, I saw it was a man in his early thirties.

As soon as the man connected to the line, he asked: "Anchor, what did Gua Jin bring you?"

Wen Sheng: "A goddess scatters flowers."

The man didn't waste any time and quickly gave the gift away. "Hello anchor, you can call me Zhuo Zi."

Wen Sheng did not answer his words and seemed a little cold. Zhuo Zi did not feel embarrassed and continued:

"Anchor, don't worry, I don't even know what to give, but I can definitely be called your biggest fan now."

"I have never done a live broadcast before, but the day before yesterday, I accidentally saw the slices cut by your fans, and I was immediately impressed. Then I spent two days watching all the videos about you on the Internet. The more I watched, the more I admired you. , the more I look at it, the more I feel overwhelmed.”

"So I stayed in the live broadcast room for a whole day today, and I just grabbed the lucky bag. I can now conclude that you were sent by God to save me!"

Zhuo Zi's face was full of excitement and joy, and at the same time, a large number of fans in the live broadcast room couldn't help but feel sour.

[Did you grab the lucky bag for the first time? Oh my God, I'm an old fan who's been there since the first live broadcast. I didn't get it even once. Is there any reason for this? 】

[Although I am not a die-hard fan who was present in the first issue, I have grabbed the lucky bag more than a dozen times and haven't gotten it yet. This Zhuozi is really the lucky one. 】

[Breathe Zhuo Zi’s European energy, I will be the next one to grab the lucky bag. 】

Everyone couldn't help but feel sour, except Wen Sheng who seemed to have a hint of impatience.

"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. Time is precious."

After hearing this, Zhuo Zi quickly got to the point.

"Anchor, I've been really unhappy for the past six months."

"First, my wife divorced me. After the divorce, she still refused to let me take care of the children. Now I can't even find anyone."

"My career has also declined rapidly. I have encountered obstacles in starting my business. I have already lost a lot of money."

[I know how to calculate this. Everyone has good luck and bad luck. In today’s terms, Mercury is retrograde. 】

[Divorce is very common, and business failure is also very common. What's the point? It's a waste of a lucky bag quota. "

[Everyone has bad luck, and they turn to Wen Sheng for everything. How can the beautiful lady keep herself busy? 】

Everyone now has absolute trust in Wen Sheng, so if Wen Sheng looks bad when facing someone, everyone will unknowingly develop a little hostility.

Furthermore, it seemed okay at first glance, but the more I looked at Zhuo Zi's face, the more I felt... well... he was just a little uncomfortable anyway.

Seeing everyone's messages, Zhuo Zi was obviously a little embarrassed and said quickly: "These are not the point."

"The point is, I've had the same dream every day for the past six months."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Zi paused, but Wen Sheng did not answer, so he could only continue to say with a slight embarrassment:

"I dreamed that my dead father beat me. And he beat me very hard every day. What's even more terrifying is that the pain in the dream was so real that even when I woke up, I felt pain all over my body."

When water friends heard this, they felt that it was indeed a bit mysterious.

【Do you get beaten every night? This is indeed a bit scary. 】

[And it still hurts when I wake up, maybe it's really caught by something. 】

[It sounds so pitiful. No wonder everything doesn't go well. Who can stand being beaten every night? 】

Seeing that there seemed to be a wave of sympathy in the comment area, Zhuo Zi suddenly became energetic again:

"Yeah, I don't dare to sleep at night now. There are times when my dad appears as soon as I close my eyes and scares me awake. Then I don't dare to sleep for almost the whole night."

"Now I am in a daze every day and have no energy to do anything else."

"Anchor, what do you think is going on in my situation?"

"What do you think is going on?" Wen Sheng asked.

Facing Wen Sheng's rhetorical question, Zhuo Zi's expectations were momentarily disappointed, but he still answered seriously:

"At first, I thought it was because my father thought I didn't burn enough paper, so I burned a whole car for him. But that night, the old man came anyway. Not only did he not stop, but he beat him even harder."

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