Baby God: Make a wish for me?

Chapter 5 I want to make a decision that goes against my ancestors
Facing the fermentation that is about to take place on the Internet.

Overwhelming public opinion.

Even Zhang Tian, ​​who was terrified of cyberbullying, was sweating profusely.

Especially since his family runs a Taoist temple.

What it attracts is tourists.

Once things get out of hand, his Taoist temple might be destroyed, and the school might be socially ruined.

It might even attract the attention of the Divine Administration.

If you are not careful, you will end up in jail.

Sing a song of tears behind bars.

So when Zhang Tian heard his father say that there was a way to solve the problem, he was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw, and his eyes lit up.

He sighed in his heart.

My father is indeed my father.

Older gingers are more spicy!
The old man rubbed his hands mysteriously and said, "Go and prepare some screenshots that can prove your innocence. Then I will go home and prepare the props. I will prove it to the netizens tonight and clear my name."

"What props? How to prove it?"

Zhang Tian knew what his father meant.

Those screenshots.

Just ask him to check the background of the mobile phone, look at the purchase data in the background and find the merchant to ask him to come forward to prove it.

But these things can be removed and forged.

Even if you find it out.

Netizens won’t believe it either.

Therefore, Zhang Tian was extremely curious about the props that his father mentioned that could wash their bodies.

What the hell is it?
But the old man pretended to be mysterious and said, "You will understand when the night comes!"

Zhang Tian chuckled.

Angry.

He even does this in front of his son.

But what made him even more angry was yet to come.

The old man rubbed his fingers together and smiled immorally, "My dear son, transfer the money quickly. You said fifteen thousand, you can't go back on your word!"

good boy.

She actually hid so much private money behind his back.

There are as many as fifteen thousand.

No wonder he dared to wash his feet so arrogantly.

Zhang Tian felt numb instantly.

This was the pocket money he had saved for several months, and he originally wanted to buy an iPhone 15 Pro max to play with.

The result was completely unexpected.

This happened to me!
He could only sigh, take out his mobile phone and transfer the money to his father. After all, it was he who caused the trouble.

If it affects the family business.

The Taoist temple has lost its reputation.

He didn't know how to face his dead grandfather.

Ugh.

He can only use his iPhone 14 Pro max.

Another year of bloody battle!

The life of a male college student is so hard!
Transfer the money.

Zhang Tian looked at his father fiercely, "Dad, if you don't solve this matter, I tell you, we will both die. I know you have some private money."

"Nonsense, no!"

"There's a pocket on your pants..."

"My dear son, you are my biological son. How can I stand by and watch you die? I will definitely help you clear your name!"

Facing the assurance made by my father with his chest patted.

Zhang Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head and looked at the statue of Chu Xuan placed on the incense table.

The whole person couldn't help but sigh.

"God Chu Xuan..."

"You old man don't know, ah, you little man don't know, how much trouble you have brought to me..."

"Fifteen thousand! Fifteen thousand!"

"Woooooooo..."

“Sister Xiang, Sister Xiaoju, I can’t come to save you this month, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu…”

Zhang Tianzhu made a move to spend money to ward off disaster.

But less than an hour.

His heart was filled with regret.

It was just because my dad mysteriously brought back a long box and covered it tightly with something.

I can't tell what it is at all.

Zhang Tian thought that the box was a banner of some kind?

He didn't say much, for fear that his words would ruin his father's plan.

He just watched quietly.

He discovered that what his father had done made him a little confused.

His father asked him to start the live broadcast and then turned the screen to the statue of the young god that they had invited to their Taoist temple.

Then he sat cross-legged quietly by the side.

He didn't say anything. Zhang Tian was a little confused.

In fact, it's not just him. What's even more confused are those netizens who rushed over to watch the news as soon as they saw the hot topic.

There are so many.

Zhang Tian was shocked!

He discovered that he had half a million more fans.

Even more terrifying.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room has exceeded 100,000.

If it were in the past.

Zhang Tian laughed out loud when he saw these data. After all, so many people meant enormous wealth.

One hundred thousand people watched the live broadcast online.

Even those with millions or even tens of millions of bloggers.

It may not be possible!
But Zhang Tian couldn't laugh now.

Because he knows very well that among his 500,000 fans, 490,000 are black fans, and the remaining 10,000 are black fans who are about to turn evil.

100,000 people online.

They all came to curse his ancestors.

How exaggerated is this?

Anyone who has played the game knows that when a person is ridiculed by four teammates, his mentality is basically destroyed.

When a person is taunted by four teammates and five opponents, he will have the urge to kill.

When a person is scolded by thousands of people...

At least my parents can’t be saved!
Eighteen generations of ancestors will also be affected.

Zhang Tian just felt his scalp tingling. After all, there is no one in this world who can convert black fans into loyal fans.

There is only one real man.

That’s Brother Kun!
He doesn't ask to convert haters into fans, he just wants to calm the matter down quickly.

He doesn't want to be thrown eggs at by others when he goes out.

Being pointed at by others.

Zhang Tian prayed in his heart that his father could change his fate. He secretly glanced at his father and found that his father was able to remain calm when seeing the dense barrage of comments cursing him and his ancestors.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in my heart.

"Dad, you are amazing. You didn't even blink when you saw so many comments."

"Silly son, have you been beaten into a fool by me? I, your father, can't read!"

Zhang Tian: …

Dad pointed excitedly, "I see there are so many comments there. Are there a lot of people watching? What are they talking about?"

"I'm praising you for being handsome!"

"Hehe, back then, your father and I were praised as the Wu Yanzu of Hangzhou, and we charmed thousands of girls."

Zhang Tian: Haha!
A conversation between a father and his son.

It was not transmitted to the live broadcast room.

But when the netizens in the live broadcast room saw the two talking and laughing, their anger at being deceived became even stronger.

Actually using the guise of God.

There you are cheating!

And he still doesn't repent!
What a heinous crime!
In the eyes of many netizens, this behavior is simply like taking advantage of someone's misfortune, and there is actually no difference.

Zhang Tian quickly poked his father with his hand, signaling the other party to start quickly. He was afraid that if it dragged on any longer, angry netizens would ride over on horseback and beat them both up.

Dad coughed.

Directly turned on the sound of the live broadcast room.

Said to many netizens.

"I know everyone thinks it's unreasonable that the baby god invited by the Taoist temple can fulfill wishes..."

“I also think it’s unreasonable.”

"I am a second-generation divine envoy with a good family background. I have been worshipping the gods for more than 30 years, and this is the first time I have encountered one."

"So I decide!"

"Break the restrictions of the God's messenger!"

"Making a decision that goes against our ancestors!"

Dad actually took something out of his arms, and the comments that kept popping up were stopped on the spot.

Zhang Tian's eyes widened, and he slapped his thigh and wailed, "Money, my money, my little money..."

Something in Dad's hand.

Just three incense sticks!
As long as he made a wish to the baby Shen Chuxuan again and got a response, he would be able to basically sweep away all public opinion.

If the wish comes true.

Zhang Tianyuan called it the strongest lore since the beginning of 2004! The greatest trader!
But it's such a simple solution.

Zhang Tian didn't expect this.

And I even lost 15,000 yuan.

He couldn't help but feel dizzy and his brain seemed to be rusted and he couldn't even think of such a simple thing.

I'm so stupid!

Chu Xuan, who was sitting on the incense table, had his eyes wide open. Three incense sticks!

It's been one month since he was born.

This is the first time I’ve eaten such a fatty meal!
He drooled.

Come to the bowl, baby!

(End of this chapter)