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Chapter 21 I Can Tell Fortunes

"ask?"

Tang Yan muttered those two words to herself, her lips twitching strangely downwards, before she burst out laughing.

"Hehehe! Little brother, your request is too difficult. I can't recommend you for the second male lead audition."

"Male No. 2?"

Chen Xiu frowned slightly: "This rumor has already spread throughout the film crew?"

"Hehe, there are no secrets in the crew. Although I don't know if you're making excuses or if you really think that way, the whole crew knows that you used the excuse of playing the second male lead to refuse Hua Ce's contract. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such a deep impression of you."

Tang Yan covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes also carrying a hint of teasing.

Her attitude was like that of a disciplined young adult looking at arrogant college students.

Chen Xiu waited until her smile faded slightly before continuing, "This is not an excuse. I really will be playing the second male lead in my next drama."

"Heh, little brother, do you know how many years it took me, starting from my debut in 04, to finally get a supporting role?"

"I'm not trying to argue with you, I'm just stating the facts."

"I do not believe!"

Tang Yan looked at Chen Xiu with absolute certainty, not believing that such a thing was even possible.

Chen Xiu stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly turned to look at the large screen in front of them: "What if I told you that I know the result of today's semi-final?"

"Tch, who doesn't know that? Neymar's already off the field, Brazil's definitely going to lose this match..."

"What I mean is, I can predict the score of this game."

"what?"

Tang Yan's playful expression finally froze, and then her gaze toward Chen Xiu became suspicious.

What men and women say in nightclubs is never reliable. Just before Chen Xiu, someone came up to Tang Yan and said he knew a bookmaker for a sports match and could help her make money...

Now that Chen Xiu claims to be able to tell fortunes, Tang Yan thinks he's just bragging. She thinks he'll say anything to pick up girls, and that it's just a silly trick by a bored young man. She's stopped taking it seriously.

"I'm not one of those clueless little girls. If you can guess the score, why don't you just bet on it? Coming here to act is just making things difficult for yourself."

"I don't want to force myself to suffer without experiencing it..."

Chen Xiu muttered to himself that he had already made a small profit from the World Cup, and after paying ByteDance's Series C funding, he still had tens of millions left in his hands.

That's about enough for your windfall.

Such an astonishing score as today's is just something to watch for fun. If you were to actually invest a large sum of money, you would definitely be targeted. The photo of that so-called lucky homeless man has been online for over a decade.

However, watching the spectacle didn't stop him from using it to fool Tang Yan.

"Teacher Tang Yan, come here for a moment."

Chen Xiu beckoned her to come closer.

Tang Yan glanced at him suspiciously, then leaned against the bar and slowly moved closer.

Sensing a whiff of perfume, Chen Xiu leaned close to Tang Yan's ear and whispered, "Actually, I can tell fortunes."

"Sigh~~"

Tang Yan suddenly widened the distance between them, turned her head, pursed her lips, and stared at Chen Xiu.

She felt like she'd been tricked just now.

Seeing Tang Yan's reaction, Chen Xiu chuckled and said, "You don't believe me?"

"Ha, hard to believe."

"Let's verify this. I need to rely on other people's luck to tell my fortune, and you, a big star, just meet the requirements."

After saying that, Chen Xiu suddenly reached out and grabbed the air near Tang Yan's ear, startling her so much that she withdrew her hand like a rabbit.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Yan shouted loudly, attracting the attention of people around the bar and poolside. Zhang Ming, sitting on the sofa, stared wide-eyed at them.

Seeing this, Tang Yan quickly turned around, and Chen Xiu also turned her back to everyone, waiting for the focus to dissipate.

After about 5 seconds, nothing happened again.

Hearing the laughter and chatter behind her, Tang Yan leaned closer to Chen Xiu and whispered again, "What are you doing?" "Didn't you say you didn't believe I could tell fortunes? Why are you so worried?"

"Who knows if you'll throw something dirty at me."

"Tsk tsk, that's really hurtful. I've already borrowed your luck, and the score for this match is out. Do you want to see it?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yan's face, which was partially visible beneath the mask, became particularly interesting.

Having been involved in Hong Kong's entertainment circle, she has always placed great importance on matters of luck and destiny.

Upon hearing that Chen Xiu had taken her luck, her heart skipped a beat, regardless of whether it was true or not.

"You better give me back my luck."

"I can't repay it yet. I've already used my luck to predict the outcome. Do you want to take a look?"

Chen Xiu raised her clenched fist in front of Tang Yan, adopting a "whatever" attitude, since luck wasn't going to come her way anyway.

"Sigh~~"

Tang Yan's eyes widened, her fists clenched, and she wanted nothing more than to punch that ever-smiling mask.

Chen Xiu stared at her, completely oblivious, then shook his fist: "If you don't look now, the result will disappear."

"Look, look, what have you figured out?"

Tang Yan quickly shouted, feeling that since the luck couldn't be regained, it would be better to use it to "verify" the results.

If I guess right, it means Chen Xiu is a hidden genius, and I'll get a chance too; if I guess wrong, then this bastard is a complete charlatan, and if I run into him in the industry in the future, I'll just spit on him!
That's what Tang Yan thought when she approached with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, looking at Chen Xiu's slowly opening fist.

The next moment, Tang Yan's expression froze.

Among those outstretched, slender fingers, there were nothing but fine palm lines; Chen Xiu was grasping at thin air...

You fucking tricked me!

Tang Yan suddenly stood up and slammed her fist on the bar.

However, before she could continue her questioning, Chen Xiu silenced her volcanic rage with a single sentence.

"The answer is so clear, don't you understand yet?"

"what is the answer?"

"5 points, Germany will get 5 points in the first half! I have nothing else to say, which means Brazil is going to go home empty-handed."

"Heh~".

Tang Yan was almost laughing in exasperation: "Don't you understand football? I've never heard of any team scoring 5 goals in the first half, and how could Brazil possibly be scoreless?"

"You still don't believe me?"

"Because it's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Then let's just watch the first half."

Chen Xiu pointed to the big screen, confident and composed.

Tang Yan looked at him with suspicion and uncertainty. In the 11th minute of the game, Müller suddenly received a pass and shot the ball with no one marking him.

"Wow~~"

The cheers around her made Tang Yan shudder. Looking at the score of 1:0 on the screen, she sat back down in her seat with wide eyes.

Then, in the 23rd minute, Klose scored, making it 2-0.

In the 24th minute, Kroos scored, making it 3-0.

In the 26th minute, it was Kroos again, making it 4-0.

29th minute, Khedira, 5-0.

The Samba Army, who regard football as their faith, was surprisingly scored on 4 times in 8 minutes!
Not only did Tang Yan not believe the result, but everyone else at the party also cried out in disbelief, clearly indicating that they had bet too conservatively on the score.

After watching the final ten minutes, seeing that the demoralized Samba team was unable to mount a perfect attack, the first half ended with the score at 5-0.

Tang Yan suddenly tugged at Chen Xiu's sleeve: "Can you still calculate the score for the second half?"

"Sure! But we'll need to use your luck again. Are you in?"

(End of this chapter)