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The line of instructions with uneven font size was alive and kicking, and in just half a minute, it unexpectedly created a sense of arrogance and provocation.

Yu Qingdong tapped his thigh twice with his fingers, and his eyes fell on Professor Ji's face. Seeing that he was a little better now, but the bad luck between his brows was much stronger, he couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

This is very unusual.

Although he couldn't directly see the luck of others after waking up, due to professional habits and rich experience, Yu Qingdong quickly made a judgment. Professor Ji must have a lot of merits brought by scientific research, and life should be smoother and smoother. Even if he is occasionally targeted by dirty things, he shouldn't be so unlucky as he is now.

Is it something wrong with Professor Ji himself, or is it that he in the description really brought disaster to Professor Ji?

Yu Qingdong was quite concerned about this, and the change appeared at the same time he asked for help, so it was impossible for him to ignore it.

After exchanging contact information with Professor Ji, he thanked him again and went back to wait for news.

……

A few days later, Professor Ji took Yu Qingdong to the hotel where the party was held, and gave a general explanation of the situation on the way.

"Qian, the host of the party, is always in the real estate business. He was forced to drop out of school in an accident when he was young, so he is very concerned about the education development in Yiting County. He is more happy than anyone else for the completion of the new high school. I have invited them all, there are a little too many people, Xiao Yu, you don’t have to be too nervous when the time comes.”

Yu Qingdong nodded, and when he got to the place, he found that Mr. Qian really attached great importance to this party, chose a hotel with excellent environmental services in this city, and personally brought his son to greet him at the hotel entrance.

He and Professor Ji arrived earlier, when they got off the bus, Mr. Qian greeted him with the explanation "Being a father is really hard" above his head, and warmly held Professor Ji's hand.

"Brother Ji, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you busy with projects recently? I think you have lost a lot of weight. No matter how busy you are with scientific research, you must pay attention to your body!" He said, pulling his son who was hiding behind him, With a smile all over his face, he said, "Xiao Zhuo, do you still remember your Uncle Ji? Come, call someone."

His son, Qian Zhuo, was in his teens. He was overnourished and had grown into a chubby little man. His whole body trembled when he walked, his eyes were squinted, and he didn't have the vivacity that a child should have.

He was very upset that his father would drag him in front of others, so he reluctantly called out "Uncle Ji" and retreated behind President Qian, without looking at Professor Ji.

The son was so rude, Qian always felt embarrassed, he gritted his molars and glared at his son, he laughed and said: "Xiao Zhuo is timid, he dare not talk to strangers, brother forgive me."

It was impossible for Professor Ji to argue with children, so he waved his hands and followed Mr. Qian's words to give him a step up.

Seeing that his father stopped staring at him, Qian Zhuo immediately made a face on his father's back.

Seeing this, Yu Qingdong raised his eyebrows.

From his point of view, he could just see Qian Zhuo lying crookedly on top of his head with a line of words "The brat destroys the world, I am that brat", which matched Professor Ji's two explanations before and after.

Yu Qingdong didn't believe in coincidences, he looked at Qian Zhuo's fat face with all his facial features crowded into a pile, and was about to turn his head to observe Mr. Qian, when he saw the little fat man secretly glanced at him, and stopped his movements altogether.

Qian Zhuo was taken aback, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

He is more sensitive to other people's eyes. He noticed Yu Qingdong was looking at him just now, and he would definitely make a fuss to show his presence, but for some reason, he was afraid when he saw Yu Qingdong's eyes, and he didn't dare to move forward.

Seeing Yu Qingdong staring at him, Qian Zhuo became even more timid, and shrank back behind his father.

Mr. Qian cared about this son, and he found out as soon as Qian Zhuo moved, subconsciously pushed his son back, and looked at Yu Qingdong: "Look at my memory, Brother Ji, who is this young man behind you?"

Professor Ji avoided the important and ignored the trivial: "This is one of my students, Xiao Yu, and I will bring him to see the world."

Mr. Qian came to a sudden: "It turns out that he is my brother's favorite student. I would say that the young man is a good-looking talent."

He praised Yu Qingdong in general, and seeing that Professor Ji did not refute, he stepped forward and shook hands with Yu Qingdong, just blocking Yu Qingdong's sight.

Seeing this, Qian Zhuo became courageous, hid behind his father, rolled his eyes at Yu Qingdong, and silently spit.

Yu Qingdong looked away with a half smile but not a smile, and his eyes were a little cold.

His physiognomy is really not very good, and there are many things that can't be seen, but this President Qian's face is typical, which clearly shows that this person is too vicious, and he should be born without children.

However, not only did he have a son, but his son had grown to such an age that even a young mage who had just entered the profession would not believe it if he said it was all right.

As if to confirm Yu Qingdong's deduction, at the same time, the description above Mr. Qian's head suddenly changed, and a line of words "Although I raised the price to inject luck into the puddle friends, but I know I am a good person" appeared distorted, the color was gray and black, and the edges were blood red , full of ominous feeling.

Yu Qingdong immediately understood what was going on.

It seems that Boss Qian did a lot of bad things in the process of making his fortune. He himself knew that he would suffer retribution, but he was unwilling to accept his fate, so he decided to find someone to change his fate by taking advantage of his luck.

Changing fate by means of luck does exist, and Yu Qingdong has even seen two cases of success, but it is precisely because of this that he understands better than anyone else how harsh the conditions for changing fate by means of luck are, and how heavy the price is. severe sequelae.

There are only a handful of people who can do this in today's mystical arts world. Since Boss Qian has succeeded, either those big bosses came out of the mountain suddenly, or someone completed the borrowing luck formation in a crooked way.

The possibility of the latter is infinite, but the possibility of the former cannot be ruled out.

Once the change of fate by borrowing luck is successful, it will inevitably cause other changes. Perhaps his awakening has something to do with this incident?

Yu Qingdong let go of his hand without changing his face, and decided to hold back and collect more information before making plans.

Mr. Qian didn't see any change in Yu Qingdong's attitude. He felt that his son had relaxed a bit, and after exchanging pleasantries with Professor Ji, he let them into the hotel.

……

This gathering was in the form of a buffet. Professor Ji took Yu Qingdong to sit in the corner of the hotel lobby for a while, and the number of people gradually increased, and the guests gathered in twos and threes to chat.

Professor Ji was thinking about Yu Qingdong's affairs, so he was not in the mood to greet people, and looked at the door of the hotel frequently, until a young man in an iron gray suit hurried in, his eyes lit up, he stood up and waved to him.

"Xiao Ling, this way!"

The young man, Lawyer Ling, turned his head when he heard the voice, heaved a sigh of relief, and rushed to the corner in three steps at a time, as if something was chasing after him.

Seeing that he was out of breath, Professor Ji quickly made room for him, and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Lawyer Ling waved his hand: "It's okay, Boss Qian's son is here today..." He paused with a toothache, his eyes fell on Yu Qingdong's face, and he was taken aback, "You look familiar... By the way, your name is Yu Qingdong. ?"

Yu Qingdong nodded in surprise, and Professor Ji was also quite surprised: "Xiao Ling, do you know Xiao Yu?"

Lawyer Ling smiled: "It's not considered acquaintance. Two days ago, the youngest son of Boss Meng of Shenzhou Technology came to me personally and said that one of his classmates encountered some software copyright problems, and hoped to join the team."

It turned out that Attorney Ling was the one recommended by Meng Ke to Yu Qingdong.

Professor Ji also smiled: "That's a coincidence, I brought Xiao Yu to see you today, and it's also for this matter."

Attorney Ling had already heard about Yu Qingdong's general situation from Meng Kena, but he was a little puzzled: "Professor Ji, you won't follow up this time? Could it be that the case is complicated?"

Professor Ji's expression was bitter: "It's not true. Xiaoyu has a lot of evidence. The main reason is that there is something wrong with my project. I don't have so much energy. I can only ask you to pay more attention."

Lawyer Ling hurriedly said that there was no problem, and asked Yu Qingdong some questions in detail, and soon it came to fruition: "Your case is easy to handle, just go to our firm with the evidence another day. I won't be busy with outside affairs after next Wednesday Yes, it's all working hours."

Yu Qingdong thanked the two of them. Attorney Ling was about to tell him what materials he had obtained, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Qian who came over with his son who did not know when.

"Oh, Brother Ling, why are you hiding in this corner, but it's easy for me to find!" Mr. Qian held two glasses of champagne, greeted Professor Ji, and then stuffed a glass into Lawyer Ling's hand, "You are a great hero, come here! , I toast you."

Lawyer Ling refused: "Mr. Qian, I drove here by myself, so I can't drink."

Mr. Qian said: "You can call a surrogate driver. This party is to celebrate the completion of the school. Don't be disappointed, brother." With a smile on his face, he pushed Qian Zhuo as if inadvertently. Uncle Ji said, go and sit over there."

Qian Zhuo was dragged around by his father today, and his patience was worn out. Now he was pushed like this, and he just rolled his eyes.

He saw that his father was absent-minded, and knew that his father was not easy to mess with at this time, so he didn't dare to make a fuss, so he could only mutter and play with a jade lock around his neck, and walked slowly towards the window, completely ignoring Professor Ji and Lawyer Ling, passing by When Yu Qingdong sat down, he kicked the table on purpose.

The dishes on the table clattered harshly.

Mr. Qian's face darkened, and he was about to reprimand his son, but he didn't know what to say, he only ordered Qian Zhuo to apologize, and then dragged Lawyer Ling and Professor Ji to discuss things while persuading him to drink.

Professor Ji and Lawyer Ling didn't care about children, so he politely declined the champagne, but Qian Zhuo was not happy. Not willing to live in peace.

Yu Qingdong sat on the sofa, staring at him with folded arms.

Feeling the unfriendly gaze, Qian Zhuo was about to make a face, but found out that the person looking at him was Yu Qingdong, and immediately took several steps back in fright, feeling extremely wronged.

Seeing Yu Qingdong look away, he squatted by the window and kept peeking. When he was sure that Yu Qingdong would not pay any attention to him, he stood up secretly, found a lighter nearby and ran back to burn the curtains.

While lighting the fire, he cursed angrily: "Let you stare at me, burn you to death, burn you to death!"

Weird and gloomy luck began to spread, Yu Qingdong glanced at Qian Zhuo's movements from the corner of his eye, and turned his cold eyes back to him in an instant.

Qian Zhuo shook his head triumphantly, sticking out his tongue on purpose.

The provocation was too childish, Yu Qingdong didn't bother to respond, just picked up the teacup on the table, and before he had time to pour the water out, Qian Zhuo shrank back suddenly.

With a flick of the jade lock around his neck, he somehow overturned the jug of lemonade on the side, directly doused out the faint flames, and poured water on his face by the way.

He touched his wet face in a daze, and immediately burst into loud cries, telling his father to run to Mr. Qian.

But he didn't know whether it was water on the ground or he was unlucky. When passing by the dining table, the longevity jade lock was hooked by the back of the chair for no reason.

Under the action of inertia, he fell headlong to the ground, fell hard and squatted, and the lighter flew out.

The severe pain made him breathless, and the crying stopped for two seconds, and then it became more heart-piercing.

Mr. Qian turned pale with fright, and ran to his son in a hurry, ignoring the two glasses of wine.

The moment he left Professor Ji and Lawyer Ling, Yu Qingdong felt a strong bad luck exploding from Professor Ji.

"Get out of the way!"

His heart skipped a beat, he yelled, and without thinking he jumped up, tapped the small dining table on his toes, flew several meters into the air, picked up one in each hand, twisted his body and retreated quickly.

There were a few screams nearby, and the next second, there was a loud bang, and a crystal chandelier suddenly fell to the place where several people had just stood.

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