My super cowardly system

Chapter 61 Visiting the Temple
First of all, regarding photography knowledge, although He Xiaofan doesn’t pay much attention to lectures, he still hands in every assignment.

Every time he does his homework, he will definitely not be able to do it, so he can only flip through the book, and because of this, he has written down a lot of knowledge about photography in the book.

My sister once saw He Xiaofan flipping through his homework, she was shocked, and asked him why he didn't ask his classmates to copy.

He Xiaofan could only sigh helplessly, and said: I have very few friends.

He was also embarrassed.

Every time he does his homework, of course he also wants to find someone to copy it, but in the class, he knows no one who can borrow other people's homework to copy it!

At this time, He Xiaofan often thinks, maybe this is the importance of interpersonal relationship that adults say.

Secondly, for martial arts movies, in terms of He Xiaofan's current physical fitness, not to mention being comparable to international athletes, but at least it is much higher than ordinary people, right?
In addition, he is usually practicing elementary martial arts boxing. Although he doesn't know which school it is, but just looking at his posture, he really looks good.

Therefore, making a martial arts film may be a difficult subject for others, but for He Xiaofan, it may not be as difficult as several other subjects.

Thinking about it, He Xiaofan fell asleep at some point, until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he rubbed his eyes in a daze, only to find that Qiu Shiyu beside him had already left, and the other people in the classroom were almost finished. Only Li Xiaofeng on the other side was still waiting for him.

He yawned, stretched, and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Li Xiaofeng smiled and said: "You helped me get an autograph today, I have to thank you very much, so I want to treat you to a meal."

He Xiaofan thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Let's forget the trivial things, I have something to do today, so I have to go home first."

Li Xiaofeng didn't force it, he just said that he would invite him next time.

It's just that before Li Xiaofeng left, he suddenly asked: "What's the relationship between you and Qiu Shiyu? Of course, it's okay if you don't want to say it."

He Xiaofan did not hide anything and replied: "I am just her temporary agent. Other than that, I have no relationship."

Li Xiaofeng nodded, turned and left.

Looking at Li Xiaofeng's back, He Xiaofan couldn't help sighing.

For Li Xiaofeng, He Xiaofan is really at a loss.

First, in the middle of the night, he was dressed in black, blocking the entrance of the alley where he came home, and not long after, he discovered that this guy was still his classmate, and most importantly, he was actually from a family of martial arts.

Moreover, what He Xiaofan was more concerned about was what Li Xiaofeng said in the alleyway when he was dressed as a man in black.

"What kind of sorcery did you use to confuse my lady? If you answer honestly, I can spare you today."

Although at the time he was quick-witted, he said that his young lady was suffering from an unmentionable disease, but he saved his young lady.

But in fact, he didn’t even know who Li Xiaofeng’s lady was!

What surprised He Xiaofan the most was that this Li Xiaofeng should have gone back to confirm after that, but in the end Li Xiaofeng confirmed that what he said was the truth, so he bowed his head and admitted his mistake
This made He Xiaofan more and more curious, who is that Miss Li Xiaofeng?I haven't even met her before, why should I lie for myself?
However, besides Miss Li Xiaofeng's family, there is another person that He Xiaofan cares more about.

That is their famous artist, Li Chuanrong.

That is, the big guy who came to him specifically last time to ask about his relationship with Qiu Shiyu.

When Li Chuanrong came to look for him, his intention was very obvious. It was obvious that he wanted to tell him to stay away from Qiu Shiyu.

But since then, Qiu Shiyu has come to their classroom to look for him countless times, but he has never seen Li Chuanrong again.

Logically speaking, if a famous artist like Qiu Shiyu came to the classroom to find a boy, it should soon spread throughout the school. There is no reason why Li Chuanrong didn't know, but why didn't Li Chuanrong come again after that?

Curiosity is nothing but curiosity, He Xiaofan didn't go into anything further.

After all, it's a blessing that people don't come to him. Since there is less trouble, why should he go to the bottom of it?
When I got home, my sister had packed up and was sitting on a high chair waiting for him.

Today my sister surprisingly put on light makeup, wearing a sky blue sun hat, the skirt on her body just covered her knees, and her fair calves were like two rabbits, bouncing back and forth.

He Xiaofan stared dumbfounded, stood where he was and swallowed.

The corner of the sister's mouth raised a slight arc that no one noticed, and she said softly: "When you get back, go take a shower and change your clothes, we will set off right away."

He nodded sharply, hurried back to his room to find a change of clothes, and put his clothes in the washing machine before entering the bathroom to take a shower.

Today He Xiaofan and his sister are going to a relatively famous temple in Suzhou City.

As long as you make a sincere wish in this temple and donate some sesame oil money, the abbot of the temple will write a talisman paper and put it in a sachet to bless the wisher's wish to come true.

And, if you are lucky, the abbot will personally make a fortune for those who donate sesame oil money.

And the reason why this temple is famous is because the abbot is very accurate in fortune-telling, and not everyone can do it.

According to the abbot, he only counts the hexagrams of predestined people, and other unfavorable people, no matter how much sesame oil money they donate, he doesn't count.

Accurate fortune-telling, coupled with the unique rule of "only counting the hexagrams of predestined people", made this temple instantly popular on major Internet media, and some people even exaggerated on the Internet, claiming that the abbot is the reincarnation of a divine monk, and that he can see In past and present lives, right and wrong.

Regarding these things, He Xiaofan never believed in the slightest bit, but Sister Naihe insisted on this, no matter how busy she was every year, she would spare time to go to the temple, pray to a god, worship a Buddha, and then see if she could ask the abbot to count. A hexagram.

From childhood to adulthood, He Xiaofan and the others went to temples no less than ten times. Before when they had no money, their older sister would donate a few or a dozen yuan. Later, when they had money, their older sister would donate tens of thousands.

But even so, my sister was never regarded as a destined person by the abbot.

But my sister was not discouraged and still insisted on going to the temple to pray to Buddha every year and donate money for sesame oil.

After He Xiaofan took a shower, while drying his hair, he yelled at his sister in the living room: "Sister, you said that you go to that temple every year and donate so much money for sesame oil, the monk must have known that you wanted to ask for a divination, but he I just don’t count it for you, what is destined or not, I think, he just wants to cost you a few more times, and cheat you a little more money.”

However, my sister just gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "What kind of monk is not a monk? He is called a holy monk. I have heard many sisters of mine say that the holy monk is really accurate in fortune-telling. If you are lucky , He can help people calculate past and present lives, and if he is lucky, he can even help people predict disasters in advance!"

"Let me tell you, He Xiaofan, when you arrive at the temple, you are not allowed to be so rude to other monks. We must be sincere in our treatment of Buddhists!"

(End of this chapter)