Live fortune telling: Entertainment industry bosses beg me to come back

"Using the method that person taught me, I look more and more like Jia Cheng."

"But then, the person who taught me the method disappeared, and I thought that even if we were similar, no matter how attentive and filial I was, I couldn't completely replace her in the hearts of Jia Cheng's parents."

"What's more, how capable was Jia Cheng of what happened back then? Wasn't her parents behind the scenes?"

"Even if I have everything Jia Cheng has and completely replace her, what's the difference between me and a thief as a father?"

"So I mentally changed my plans."

"While imitating Jia Cheng, I coaxed her parents to take me to worship my ancestors. On the way, I saw many good friends of the Jia family. I visited door to door and made excuses in Jia Cheng's name. I also checked the school’s data room back then, and I collected a lot of evidence.”

As he spoke, Fang Zhuo showed a voice recorder and a stack of paper materials in front of the camera.

Seeing these evidences, Jia Cheng finally collapsed: "You fart! I am Yuan Qing, you are talking nonsense!"

"Are you talking nonsense? You can talk to the police later."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door from Jia Cheng: "Open the door, police."

The rest of the matter was not easy to show in the live broadcast room, so Wen Sheng directly disconnected Jia Cheng.

But the connection on Fang Zhuo's side was not disconnected.

Fang Zhuo is a smart person. She knew what Wen Sheng meant and said bluntly: "Don't worry, anchor, my goal has been achieved, and I will naturally stop using that method."

"After all, looking like Jia Cheng makes me sick. It won't take long for me to become my original self."

Wen Sheng nodded with satisfaction: "After the connection is disconnected for a while, send me a private message on how to change the appearance, and I will help you check the safety of this thing."

"Thank you so much."

Fang Zhuo was overjoyed, thanked him repeatedly, and then disconnected from Wen Sheng.

[By the way, I'm still a little curious about the way to change the appearance. I think I turned my boyfriend into Wang Yebo. 】

[I also want to know, I want to become Dili Lengba. 】

【I want to become the Wu Yan group. 】

Seeing that the comment section was getting more and more outrageous, Wen Sheng said helplessly: "Things like this are naturally evil. If you use them, you will probably pay a price you can't imagine."

"This is why I asked Fang Zhuo to send me a private message. If you are not afraid of backlash, you can come and try."

【Forget it then. 】

[Suddenly I felt that my boyfriend was pretty good-looking, and he was only a few cents away from Wang Yebo. 】

[Suddenly I feel that my appearance is also very unique, why should I change it with others? 】

Wen Sheng looked at the change in the comment area, smiled slightly, and then clicked to play.

A few seconds later, Fang Zhuo sent a private message.

First there was a photo of a small porcelain bottle with a few pills next to it.

There is text behind the photo: "That person said that as long as you eat one pill every day and observe more about what you want to be, it will become more and more like you."

Wen Sheng replied: "Tap the bottom of the medicine bottle and show it to me."

A few seconds later, Fang Zhuo sent a photo of the bottom of the medicine bottle.

Something as sudden as Zhang Banxian's.

"It's Xuanyin again." Wen Sheng sighed helplessly: "How many mines has he laid in this world?"

"This scum has really put in a lot of effort to absorb people's energy."

"But it doesn't matter, Xuanyin, no matter how many thunders you plant, I will pull them out one by one." Wen Sheng thought while continuing to send messages to Fang Zhuo.

"You must not take this pill anymore. As you take this pill, you will lose some energy. Fortunately, you didn't take much. It's still too late to make up for it."

Fang Zhuo: "I told you why I have always been groggy since I took the medicine. I was eager for revenge at the time, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

Wen Sheng: "Private me with my address and I'll send you a talisman. If you burn the talisman paper and put it in water and drink it, most of your energy will be restored. The rest will have to be raised by yourself."

Fang Zhuo: "Thank you very much."

Then Fang Zhuo sent a private message of his address to Wen Sheng.

Just when Wen Sheng was about to exit the private message interface, his heart suddenly tightened slightly, and he quickly sent another private message to Fang Zhuo...

the next day.

Xiaowei stood guard at the door early in the morning, waiting for Wen Sheng's express delivery.

Within an hour, the courier knocked on the door.

Xiaowei couldn't wait to tear open the package. Inside was a piece of talisman paper, a writing paper, and a forged hospital diagnosis.

Written on the paper: "Burn the talisman paper, turn it into water and drink it."

"You will feel a little uncomfortable after drinking it, but don't worry, the symptoms will only last for a few hours and it won't really hurt your body."

Xiaowei looked at what Wen Sheng mailed and instantly understood what Wen Sheng meant.

She first burned the paper Wen Sheng wrote on, and then followed Wen Sheng's instructions on the paper.

After drinking the talisman water, Xiaowei felt that it was exactly what Wen Sheng said. She was tired all over, her abdomen was tingling, her face was white, her lips were purple, and even her breathing became heavy. She looked like she was seriously ill.

Xiaowei looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but sigh: "It is still effective to use external force. If I am asked to pretend to be sick, I can't pretend to be so."

Just as he finished sighing, he heard a knock on the door.

Xiaowei couldn't help but look nervous: "Sure enough, it's here."

Xiaowei opened the door and saw three smiling faces.

Her parents and younger brother Ahu have always asked her to do this and that with a cold face since she was a child. They rarely look at her with such a smile. Occasionally they smile at her, it must be when they want money.

"Sister, as soon as I heard that you were sick, my parents quickly pulled me over to see you. You see how much we care about you."

In fact, as soon as Xiaowei opened the door, these three people noticed that her expression was wrong and she looked very weak.

But even so, the three of them did not dare to believe it easily. After all, Xiaowei was the cash machine at home. If the cash machine fell down, it would be more uncomfortable than cutting their flesh.

Xiaowei weakly welcomed the three people in.

Then he squeezed out a weak smile and said, "I saw my mother blocking me yesterday. I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Hearing what Xiaowei said, the three of them looked guilty, but they still explained:

"Yesterday, my mother heard that you were sick. She was very anxious and wanted to lend you money for treatment."

"In panic, mom clicked the wrong one. You see, mom doesn't know how to use a smartphone. She wanted to make a call, but she clicked and blocked the call."

"Really, the more you rush, the more you make mistakes, and the more you make mistakes, the more chaos you get."

Although she knew her mother was definitely lying, Xiaowei couldn't help but ask: "Mom, did you really borrow money to treat me? Where is the money?"

Facing Xiaowei's question, the three of them quickly exchanged glances, and then deliberately concealed the guilty conscience on their faces.

Xiaowei's father: "Look at this kid, why did he start talking about money when we first met? Isn't he obsessed with money?" (End of Chapter)