I really don't want to be famous anymore

Chapter 11 The Unlucky Ji Xian

After finally suppressing her anger, Xia Qingyue took a closer look, where is he?

"Damn it, you liar, let you run away, wait for me, when I have time someday, I will go to your work place to clean you up."

She rubbed her two small canine teeth, got up angrily, and got out of the subway.

On the busy street, Ji Xian slowed down his running speed, patted his heaving chest, panting heavily.

"Smelly sister, you still want me to refund the money, to be your spring and autumn daydream."

He sneered, smiling smugly.

It is impossible for you to spit out what I have eaten, just like water that has been poured out and cannot be taken back.

After finding a place to rest for a while, Ji Xian felt that his legs were weak, and he walked lightly, as if he had just run five kilometers.

He bowed and patted his calf muscles. He thought that he needed to find time to exercise. His body was so weak that he didn't even have eight-pack abs.

He took a taxi by the side of the road, Ji Xian paid the fare, walked away, and went straight to the bar.

Not long after, he tremblingly walked through the gloomy alley and found the remote bar.

"Why does the boss want to open the bar in such a place where the birds don't shit? I don't know how to choose a good location."

He stood at the entrance of the alley, looked at the bar by the road, shook his head, and walked leisurely.

I don't understand.

"Little brother, I see that your bones are amazing, your face is handsome, and you are surrounded by Ziwei starlight. You must be a great big shot in the future."

An old man came out from nowhere, short and thin, wearing a patched Tsing Yi, staring at Ji Xian with a smile.

Ji Xian was taken aback, subconsciously took two steps back.

He observed the old man vigilantly, and frowned.

Where did this stick come from?

The liar got on to me.

"Old man, what's the matter?" Ji Xian asked.

The old man had an amiable smile, showing his yellow teeth: "Little brother, do you have a fortune?"

Ji Xian blinked, is it so direct?No more fooling around.

He pondered for a second or two, and replied in an apologetic tone: "No, I don't really believe in these illusory things, I believe in myself."

After rejecting the old man, he wanted to leave, worried about being entangled.

"Your soul came from another world and got things from myths and legends, right?"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the old man's sudden words made Ji Xian's legs hang in the air, and he turned his head hastily.

He looked extremely shocked, his eyeballs almost popped out, and he was speechless for a long time.

Damn it, am I a ghost?

How does he know about my experience.

Could it be that he is not a liar, but an expert? !
The old man always kept a smile, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy. He was no different from an ordinary bad old man.

Ji Xian tried his best to calm himself down, put down his dangling legs without any haste, his expression returned to normal, and asked, "What's the algorithm?"

Don't look at him as stable as an old dog on the outside, but inside he is flustered.

His true identity was revealed in a single word, and it was impossible for anyone not to lose his composure.

The old man staggered to Ji Xian's side, stared at his handsome face, and said meaningfully: "Look at the face."

Seeing that the other party is serious, Ji Xian has less worries in his heart, and after careful consideration, he decides to make a fortune.

It took four or five minutes before and after the fortune-telling. The old man's expression changed again and again. Finally, he said, "You must be famous all over the world and rich."

"No more?" Ji Xian was puzzled.

"No, give me the money! 200 yuan."

"..."

Ji Xian was stunned by clay sculptures and wood carvings, but thinking that the old man saw his identity, he still gave the money.

"Master, please don't tell my secret everywhere, okay?" he asked before leaving.

The old man stroked his long white beard with an unfathomable look: "Of course it's no problem. In our business, reputation comes first. Don't worry!"

After a pause, he added: "Young man, don't forget me when you become famous in the future."

Ji Xian nodded heavily, said goodbye to the old man, and returned to the bar.

After the people left, the old fortune-teller muttered, "I have cheated another one. Are young people these days so stupid?"

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, clicked on a novel called "Liar", flipped through a few pages, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "The author of this novel is really a fucking talent."

Xiao Xiao tipped ten yuan, and he watched the novel with relish and went out of the alley.

When Ji Xian entered the bar, He Yu, the cheap boss, was sitting at the bar, drinking alone.

"It's so early?"

He Yu asked, and drank all the beer in the glass in one gulp.

Ji Xian nodded and found a place to sit down.

"What's wrong with you kid? You lost your mind and broke up with your girlfriend?"

He Yu saw that Ji Xian was not in the right state, thinking that there was something wrong with his relationship.

Bitterness appeared at the corner of Ji Xian's mouth: "What's the deal? I don't even have a girlfriend. Boss, please stop teasing me."

Girlfriends are both clingy and busy, who would need such a thing.

Do you need it?

He ran to the bar in two or three steps and asked, "Boss, is there any fortune teller around here?"

He Yu drank another glass of wine, thought for a while, and asked, "Did you meet an old fortune-teller?"

Ji Xian's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, is he an expert?"

Just as He Yu was about to pour the wine, he burst out laughing: "What are you talking about? Master? I'm afraid you haven't woken up!"

Hearing this, Ji Xian's heart skipped a beat.

"That stinky old man is the notorious blue face from all over the world. I don't know how many people in the city have been deceived by him. He is an expert, and I am still the king of heaven!"

He Yu was ridiculed, his laughter gradually subsided, and he said with a strange look: "You won't be deceived by him!"

Ji Xian's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he laughed three times, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "How is it possible, I'm so smart, no one can lie to me, you're thinking too much."

He Yu couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"More real than real gold."

What Ji Xian said was completely different from what he said in his heart, and he roared like thunder in his heart: "Smelly old man, dare to lie to me, don't let me catch you."

Being cheated of 200 yuan, his heart was bleeding.

That's the wages I got for a day of hard work, so I was cheated...

Sad, want to cry.

He Yu took out another wine glass, poured the wine and handed it to Ji Xian: "Have a drink?"

Ji Xian took it without even thinking about it, took a full mouthful, and when putting the cup down, the cup shattered into two halves because of too much force.

He Yu was expressionless, Ji Xian was stunned, and the two stared at each other.

"Ten yuan for the cup, deducted from your salary."

He Yu continued to drink.

Ji Xian was in a hurry: "Boss, don't! It's not my fault, it's because the cup is not strong."

"No need to explain anymore, no matter how much you say, it's useless."

"..."

Ji Xian closed his eyes in pain.

Why am I carrying so much luck today?

(End of this chapter)