Bring the system to pretend

At five o'clock in the afternoon, at the entrance of a square in the eastern district of Jinling City.

At this moment, on a stone step at the entrance of the square, a young man was sitting cross-legged, and a piece of Eight Diagrams paper was placed on the ground in front of him.

The gossip paper is covered with various patterns, and a few ugly characters can be vaguely seen written on it.

Upper couplet: Refresh the phone to unlock and change the bottom of the pot, take moles to patch tires to see Fengshui.

The second couplet: Catch a traitor and mend shoes to read palmistry, get a license to sell pornographic discs.

Henglian: Specializes in the treatment of all kinds of infertility, plus clears the sewer.

Veteran readers (your body is up to you): I couldn’t take it anymore when I saw this thing. I kicked the author’s triangular part, and his little brother was instantly torn apart. Baluo, died on the spot.

Under the nine springs, he was very helpless, suffering in every possible way, and it took nearly a hundred million years of hard work to heal his wounds and reincarnated. After a hundred million years, I never expected that I would meet this guy again. His whole body was full of sores and holes, and he was very disgusted.

Jiuyou's face is like a ghost, Bajie's body is bleeding from all seven orifices, and the original six centimeters has been shortened by four-fifths. Hahaha, seeing him in such a miserable state, I couldn't help but laugh three times. Not to mention rushing over is another kick.

After drinking the tea, Ling Chen left the 4S shop, because the car still needed various formalities, so he could only pick up the car tomorrow.

Originally, he wanted to go back to Villa A directly, but the renewing of the pretense mission made Ling Chen give up the idea of ​​going back.

(Pretentious task content: use fortune-telling to persuade a lover, and at the same time get to know a person with status, reward 1000 pretense points for success, no penalty for failure.)
To be honest, seeing this pretentious task gave Ling Chen a bit of a headache. It's not difficult to persuade a lover or meet someone with status, but it's quite difficult to do it in a fortune-telling way.

However, now that he has accepted this pretentious task, Ling Chen can't remain indifferent. After taking a deep breath, he yelled loudly: "The earth will not explode, fortune-telling will not have a holiday, the universe will not restart, fortune-telling will not rest, wind In the rain, in the smog, the fortune teller is waiting for you.

Want to know where your Prince Charming is in advance?Want to know in advance where your future financial resources are?Now, you have a chance, and that is to come to my fortune-telling, do not brag or blackmail, the algorithm is accurate, if you make a mistake, you will pay ten times the compensation! "

These words were full of arrogance, which fully reflected the agility of Ling Chen's words. He also believed that someone would definitely look sideways.

Sure enough, Ling Chen's idea was very correct, but the only fly in the ointment was that all the eyes cast on him were a bunch of supercilious.

"Hey, do talented people have to be trampled?" Ling Chen rubbed his nose, smiled awkwardly to himself, then stood up, looked around, and decided to take the initiative.

Suddenly, Ling Chen noticed that under an open-air seat not far to the right, a man was drinking alone and seemed a little upset.

After a pause, Ling Chen walked over directly, patted the other party's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Peach Blossom Fairy in the peach blossom forest, dancing under the peach blossom tree, the peach blossoms dance in the wind, and the flowers reflect the beauty of the fairy.

Brother, I counted and found that you have a pair of peach blossom eyes, a peach blossom face, and a peach blossom hairstyle on it. If the calculation is not wrong, you should be a murderer.

Do you need me to figure out where the Taohuayuan is?One fate is counted, and you are guaranteed to chop the wire with a kitchen knife in your hand, sparks and lightning along the way! "

The man looked up at Ling Chen, continued to sip his wine, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you're flattering me too much. I'm just a foodie with qualified thinking and unsatisfied stomach. Prices are skyrocketing, but wages are low. Even if there is a Peach Blossom Spring, I can't afford it!"

Ling Chen shook his head and comforted him: "Sometimes life is easy or not, it all depends on your choice, what kind of path you choose to take, you will have the kind of life you have, many people are used to taking shortcuts, but those who take shortcuts There are too many people, and the shortcut becomes a desperate situation.

According to business principles, if a favorite product is discounted, buying it is not spending money, but making money.

If the salary is low, it is possible that you are spending money. If the money is spent, it is money. If it is not spent, it is paper money. Of course, it must be burned. If it is burned, it is paper money..."

"You're right, come here, there's half a bottle of beer here, let's get drunk!" The man nodded and took a big gulp of beer, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more bitter.

"Brother, I just calculated again and found that you are not troubled by money, but by love, right?"

The man smiled helplessly: "You are right, it is indeed a matter of love. I like a girl, but my best friend also likes her..."

"What does it matter? There are goalkeepers in the football field, so the ball will still go in?" Ling Chen scolded, scowling.

"When three people go together, there must be my wife. Choose the one you love and love it, and choose the one you don't love and abandon it. Of course, please remember that when the water is full, it will overflow, and if you are infatuated, it will be deep. In anything, haste makes waste."

The man smiled bitterly and said, "I know what you said, but the problem is that the girl I like doesn't seem to like me very much. He only regards me as a friend rather than an object."

"Brother, the reason why there is a pure friendship between a man and a woman is because one party is not good-looking enough."

The man was taken aback, his eyes lit up, he shook the fat on his waist, and asked, "Brother, you mean you want me to lose weight and build a strong body?"

"Brother, it's not a question of whether to lose weight or not. How should I put it, the reason why Guliang doesn't like you is not because you are fat." Ling Chen cast a glance at the man's mosaic-like face, and sighed.

"You say I'm ugly?" The man asked a little displeased.

"How is it possible? According to other people's (pig) aesthetics, you are basically a handsome guy!" Ling Chen waved his hands hurriedly, talking nonsense in a serious manner
"There is a saying that is very good. It is better to be fat and delicate than to be thin. In my opinion, as long as you wake up every morning and look in the mirror, you will shout: Fuck, you are handsome again!
After half a month, if you don't look good or your favorite Gu Liang still thinks that you don't fit his image, then it's really unreasonable! "

The man looked at Ling Chen up and down, and asked suspiciously: "Brother, you are not lying to me, are you?"

"Do you think I'm handsome?"

"not bad!"

"This is how I improved my handsome face, so you have to believe in yourself, but I still want to advise you, as a man, you must study hard (if you are ugly, you should study more), as the saying goes Poetry is full of spirit, and with literary literacy, you can make your favorite Guliang love you even more!" Ling Chen squatted down halfway, talking eloquently.

"So that's it, brother, you are really a good person. You are indeed a fortune teller!" The man suddenly realized, he gave Ling Chen a thumbs up, and immediately took out a 50 yuan bill from his pocket, and handed it to Ling Chen. dust.

"Brother, looking at you like this, you don't want to be a rich master. You are probably as poor as me. This 50 yuan is my support for your handsome face!"

Ling Chen: "..."

I'm sorry, can you talk? What is poverty... Well, I admit that I'm poor, but I'm talented... Forget it, you've already seen that I rely on my face to make a living.

"Brother, don't thank me. I can still get 50 yuan. I'll go back and try your method first. Goodbye!" The man patted Ling Chen's shoulder in a clichéd manner, immediately got up, and ran in a certain direction excitedly past.

Seeing the ground collapsing caused by the man's running, Ling Chen sighed, feeling a little sympathetic in his heart.

Big brother, actually I didn’t tell you something, if you want the girl you like to like you, the method is very simple - either tall, rich and handsome, or second generation official!

But, out of the six words 'Second Generation of Gao Fu Shuai Guan', you only managed the fifth word...