bookcurios Chapter 34 Because You Want to Steal His Life
Chapter 34 Because You Want to Steal His Life
Ikegawa finally said this, meaning that he is good-looking and talented, and has no financial backer.
"No way. I heard that the entertainment industry is very chaotic. If you want to be famous, unless you are extremely talented or have a good background, you have to rely on sponsors."
Lu Ming interrupted. He was not from the entertainment industry and didn’t understand much, but he had heard of it.
Chi Qiao agreed: "Yes, if the sponsor takes a fancy to you, you can't refuse. If you refuse, you will be in trouble. Second brother, you better be careful, or you won't know what's going on with someone."
Chi Qiao and Lu Ming sang the same tune, which made Grandma Chi frown. She said to Chi Chuan, "I think Xiao Qiao is right. The entertainment industry is too chaotic. You should go home. Even if you don't do anything, Grandma will support you."
Grandma Chi thought that it would be better to let her raise the child rather than let a sponsor raise him.
Ikegawa was speechless. His grandmother had never agreed with him entering the entertainment industry, and now she had to take this opportunity to persuade him to go home.
"Don't worry, it's not as scary as you say."
Chi Chuan comforted them, but he couldn't help but look at Chi Qiao twice more while eating.
His younger sister seemed to have some hidden meaning in her words. Was she trying to remind him of something?
Ikegawa recalled that at a previous dinner party, a woman tried to make advances on him but was rejected by him. That woman had a certain status in the entertainment industry and was an old capital. Could it be that someone was deliberately trying to frame him this time?
This morning's schedule was to visit Grandma Chi's old friend to look at the alchemy furnace, but after dinner that person had something urgent to do, so he sent a message to Grandma Chi, saying that he would be back in five days.
So in the morning, Chi Qiao and Grandma Chi watered the flowers, vegetables and weeded in the yard.
Chichuan sat on the sofa and looked out the window at the peaceful scene outside. He couldn't help but feel better and curled the corners of his lips unconsciously.
At this time, a message came to his mobile phone from his agent.
[I asked around, but there's no news. Don't think too much about it. When you're famous, you're prone to gossip. It's not necessarily that others are deliberately trying to bully you. But you have to be on guard. The Internet is so powerful nowadays. I'll go find Sister Hong's assistant later to ask around.]
Just after dinner, Chi Chuan told his agent his thoughts. This Hong Jie was the woman who wanted to take advantage of him. However, the matter had not been clarified yet, and it was too early to use the Chi family's connections. He put down his phone and asked his agent to check first.
Lunch consisted of vegetables grown by Grandma Chi herself. They were natural and nutritious, and Chi Qiao was very satisfied with the meal.
After dinner, she went upstairs to start the live broadcast. As usual, Grandma Chi brought her a large plate of fruit and a glass of lemonade.
After delivering the fruits, Grandma Chi went downstairs to the shade of the tree in the yard, put on her reading glasses, turned on her mobile phone, and skillfully entered her granddaughter’s live broadcast room.
Ikegawa, who was looking for inspiration to write a song, was curious about what the old lady was looking at, so he walked over. When he saw the pretty face of the little girl on the phone, he became even more curious.
"Grandma, is my little sister going to be an internet celebrity?"
Grandma Chi pulled him to sit down and watch together, and said with a smile: "Your little sister is a half-immortal, she is different from other Internet celebrities, she is very accurate in fortune-telling."
"Half-immortal?"
There was a big question mark on the handsome Chichuan's head. When did his younger sister become a demigod? She can also tell fortunes. Is she sure she is not fooling people?
He wanted to ask something else, but Grandma Chi asked him to watch it first, so Chi Chuan had to focus on the live broadcast.
As soon as Chi Qiao entered the live broadcast room, netizens flocked in and asked questions one after another. Generally speaking, there were three issues that netizens were concerned about.
The first one: [Master Sanye, who are you? Why did you mobilize your troops when you were kidnapped? ]
Second one: [Master Sanye, who did you offend? Why did they kidnap you? ]
The third one: [Master Sanye, some people say that you are a fake daughter who took the place of the real daughter, and you did all kinds of bad things to squeeze the real daughter out. Is that true? ]
Chi Qiao did not answer any of these questions, but started to tell fortunes.
Coincidentally, as soon as her live broadcast started, someone gave her a gift and requested to connect with her.
What’s even more coincidental is that after the connection was connected, the person on the other end was a person from the entertainment industry, Wan Lian.
Wan Lian looked haggard, his eyes were red from crying, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes that were about to fall. He looked so pitiful.
"Anchor, I haven't offended you, right? Why did you work with the Zheng family to frame me? Do you know that this will ruin my life?"
Wan Lian looked aggrieved, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye, looking like a victim of a little white flower.
Zheng family?
Chi Qiao thought for a while before remembering the first divination he had done, about Zheng Jinan, who was almost killed by Feng Shui.
She glanced at the person opposite her. Was he unable to defeat the Zheng family and was using her as a breakthrough? So she sneered and said, "I didn't frame you. You really wanted to use the Feng Shui Bureau to kill Zheng Jinan."
"What good would it do me to kill him? Besides, Feng Shui is a way for people to gain psychological comfort. How can it kill people?"
Wan Lian questioned Chi Qiao, and many comments came in to support him.
These are all Wan Lian’s fans.
[Did this anchor receive some benefits from the Zheng family? Even if there is a problem with the Feng Shui, it won't kill anyone! ]
[Yes, capital is disgusting, and being a running dog of capital is even more disgusting! ]
[Are you the water army hired by Wan Lian? Go and watch the master's live videos in the past two days, none of them are inaccurate! ]
[I counted with my fingers, the master has already sent several in, looking forward to sending one more in today! ]
After Chi Qiao looked at Wan Lian for a few times, his expression became serious, "Of course it will be good for you to kill him, because you want to steal his life."
Netizens were shocked:
[Stealing life? Can life be stolen? ]
[Oh my god! What kind of witchcraft is this? ]
[Isn't this a scientific world? Why do the things in the anchor's live broadcast room sound so fantastic? ]
Wan Lian's face turned pale and he stared at the girl on the phone. What did she know?
He has been suppressed by the Zheng family in the past few days. He was kicked out of the variety show, the company also banned him, and he was insulted on the Internet. Now he is thrown rotten eggs when he goes out. On the other hand, Zheng Jinan not only did not get hurt, but also became famous because of this.
He was unwilling to give up. Why? Zheng Jinan was born into a good family and had a good father. Why could he get everything without any effort? And he, the opportunity he finally got was destroyed so easily!
He didn't dare go out or turn on his mobile phone. After being stuck in a cheap rental house for two days, he finally came up with a solution, which was to find this so-called master.
As long as he insists that it was this so-called master who teamed up with the Zheng family to deliberately frame him in order to pave the way for Zheng Jinan's debut, he can turn defeat into victory and maybe even become famous!
But at this moment he was a little panicked, looking at Chi Qiao, wondering whether the other party was really good at predicting things or was deliberately deceiving him.
[Can you please stop talking nonsense, what era is this? You are still stealing lives. We have long abandoned feudal superstition! ]
[Yeah! Don’t you think it’s ridiculous to say such a thing? ]
[The host is stupid. The scientific world still uses this kind of rhetoric to fool people. Anyone who believes it is an idiot! ]
Seeing these comments, Wan Lian calmed down. He planned to use the few thousand dollars left in his pocket to hire Internet pirates when he connected with the anchor. As long as the Internet pirates could set the pace, who would believe these mysterious things!
"Stealing lives? Have you watched too many TV dramas? Or are you going to make up some lies to frame me again?"
Wan Lian showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.
Chi Qiao sneered and said, "First of all, I have no interest in TV dramas. Secondly, let me reiterate that my purpose in fortune-telling is not to spread rumors, slander or believe in superstition."
Chi Qiao's main point is to answer all questions. After she finished speaking, the coldness on her lips deepened. "If you don't believe me, then I'll tell you in detail. After listening to it, you can tell me whether I have framed you or not."
"Okay, you say."
Wan Lian just didn't believe that she could really figure out anything.
Chi Qiao: "When you were three years old, you had a serious illness. Your parents had no way to get medicine, so they went through many twists and turns to find a fortune teller. The fortune teller saw that your life was coming to an end, but he had a way to hide your life. Your mother was eager to save her son, so she asked the fortune teller to use his own life to extend your life. Of course, she said that at the time, and a large part of her didn't believe it. She thought that the man must have some way to treat you, and hiding his life was just an excuse for him to get more money. So when she took her last breath the next day, her eyes bulged out and she regretted it very much."
As Chi Qiao spoke, he glanced at Wan Lian, who saw a flash of panic in his eyes. Although he didn't remember anything when he was three years old, his father often mentioned this incident later and said that the fortune teller was particularly accurate.
But this is not all.
"Your mother could have lived to be eighty, but she gave the rest of her life to that master when she was thirty. That means you were supposed to have fifty years to live, but that master secretly deducted forty years and added them to himself, leaving you with only ten years. So when you were thirteen, you fell seriously ill again."
Wan Lian didn't know what Chi Qiao said. The old Taoist only told him that because he was concealing the fact that he was extending his life, the lifespan of others would be discounted when it came to him.
When netizens heard this, they were also stunned by the fortune teller’s magical operation.
[Ah? This middleman is making too much money, he deducts 40 years of salary from 50 years!]
[Others pluck the sheep bit by bit, but he plucked the sheep completely bald! ]
However, there are also some water armies who keep their mission in mind - to set the pace.
[You are really good at writing, go write novels, you will definitely make more money than fortune telling! ]
[I am also laughing. Are people nowadays so willing to make up stories just to become famous? ]
However, Chi Qiao ignored these trolls and continued, "Your father remembered what the old Taoist said before, that he would go to him again in ten years. After seeing that you were beyond medical help, he immediately called the old Taoist. But he didn't want to die yet, so he didn't want to extend your life like your mother did, so he thought of your third uncle. At that time, your third uncle borrowed money everywhere to buy a house and marry a wife, so when he saw your father handing him 100,000 yuan, although he wondered why he didn't give it to him before and was so generous now, he still gladly accepted it. As a result, 100,000 yuan bought him ten years of life."
Chi Qiao was a little speechless. He originally thought that it was only ten years, and the old Taoist would not do anything too much, but he directly deducted eight years from the ten-year life span. The reason was that life was precious. Isn't there a saying that a thousand gold can't buy an inch of time? The fact that he could buy two years with one hundred thousand was a testament to his profound Taoist skills. Wan Lian and his son had no reason to doubt and were very grateful to the old Taoist.