I downloaded the app and discovered that my childhood sweetheart's affection level had skyrocke

"homosexual?"

"This won't do...it really won't do." Lin Zhou shook his head very seriously, almost without hesitation.

"Why is it okay if it's someone older, younger, or the same age, but suddenly not someone of the same sex? I think you should like boys." The girl across from me asked seriously.

Lin Zhou: "..."

"I actually really ship this, please, please like guys!!!!" The girl in front of me clasped her hands together.

Lin Zhou remained expressionless.

But inside, I was already scratching my head in frustration.

Oh my god, is this how you ask someone to do something?! Why do I have to like guys?!

I will endure!

Money is hard to earn, and food is hard to eat.

Lin Zhou tried hard not to look constipated and forced a smile. "Because I like girls, I'm sorry."

"Give it a try. I think you and Chen Yu, the vice president of the student council, are a good match."

"..."

I will endure.

Lin Zhou paused for two seconds, then said, "Next."

The surrounding area burst into laughter, but Ye Zhiyu looked on with amusement and showed no intention of helping to maintain order.

As time went by, the stall that had initially managed to maintain a semblance of "fortune telling" completely changed its nature. The girls who came later didn't even bother to pretend anymore; some of them sat down and directly asked if they could touch it.

Someone asked if they could take a picture, and another person was even more direct, blushing as they asked if they could hug. After saying that, they lowered their head in embarrassment.

Lin Zhou initially refused, after all, he was there to help Ye Zhiyu set up a stall, not to do any idol business, and he was not a male model limited to Yinshan Academy. But after refusing for more than ten minutes, he realized that it was pointless.

If you refuse to shake hands, the other person will ask, "Then let me do a divination to see if I can shake hands with Lin Zhou today."

If you don't agree to take a photo, then people ask—"Will I have a chance to take a photo with Lin Zhou in the future?"

"Are you guys exploiting a bug?" Lin Zhou couldn't help but complain.

Ye Zhiyu sat to the side, already happily collecting money in her hands. "Customer demand means the market recognizes it."

"Market approval my ass! Am I even a commodity?"

Lin Zhou almost flipped the table on the spot, but when he saw the long line of people behind him, he ultimately lost his nerve and sat back down.

There was no way around it; there were just too many people. And most importantly, most of the questions they asked didn't require the [X-ray glasses] at all. Instead, it solved his biggest worry: the battery life. The battery, which was almost depleted, was somehow kept going.

As a result, Lin Zhou's mindset began to undergo a subtle change.

Never mind, it's all about money.

As a result, Lin Zhou became more and more skilled and completely satisfied those people's demands.

"Um... Lin Zhou... um," a girl said, taking out her phone, "could you please record a short audio message for me?"

"Of course." Lin Zhou smiled, his handsome appearance making the girl blush even more.

"What do you want to record?"

"Please record: 'You little pig...you're covered in sweat...just kidding, just kidding...your hair smells amazing, so soft and smooth, I love it the most...I want to keep you trapped here forever...you can't escape, you'll never get away...I love you the most, I love you.'"

After he said that, the girls behind him were all stunned.

"Is it...okay?"

Lin Zhou's smile froze, and after a few seconds he spoke very naturally, "Of course, please wait a moment."

Ye Zhiyu, who was standing nearby, was stunned when she saw Lin Zhou start recording. "You...you're really selling yourself?"

"Professionalism." Lin Zhou reached out and shook hands with the girl in front of him again, then naturally moved a little to the side to let her take a picture.

"I accept you."

"I don't need your approval."

Ye Zhiyu smirked and placed the QR code for payment directly in the center of the table. "Come on, Lin Zhou's exclusive handshake, photo, and hug package."

"Feed the little fish, and remember to share the money with me."

"What money?"

"I'll surpass you, with the money I worked so hard to earn."

Have you ever seen a prostitute ask her pimp for money?

"You..." Lin Zhou didn't know where to begin his吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments).

Ye Zhiyu pretended to puff out a cigarette, then blinked non-existently, "Don't worry... once you've earned enough, I'll let you redeem yourself."

Lin Zhou pinched Ye Zhiyu's thigh expressionlessly, and the next second Ye Zhiyu stepped on his instep.

The two continued arguing while calling out to the people behind them. Instead of getting impatient, the people in line became even more enthusiastic, taking photos with their phones.

"Ahhh, so handsome!" Some people even said that their banter was more interesting than fortune-telling.

After hearing this, Lin Zhou completely gave up. Since he was going to be watched no matter what he did, he might as well just go into business mode. He would shake hands with anyone who wanted to shake hands, and take photos if anyone wanted to take photos.

"so?"

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

"..."

well.

Customer satisfaction.

After the next girl sat down, he even started speaking with practiced ease, "Fortune telling, handshake, or photo, choose one."

The girl hesitated for a few seconds, then asked, "Can I select all?"

"..."

Ye Zhiyu silently held up her QR code for receiving payments. "Okay, I'll have him give you a one-stop service."

"You're a real beast!"

Despite his verbal complaints, Lin Zhou still shamelessly completed the three-piece set in the end. After all, the other person had waited in line for so long, and seeing them happily run back to their friend's place after receiving the photos, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment for some reason.

Oops.

I got used to it too quickly.

Is it... impossible to go back?

Tonic!

Fortunately, it was almost time, and the crowds for the school anniversary celebration finally began to shift to the food and beverage area and the evening activity area. The queues that were originally so long that they seemed endless gradually shortened. After the last few girls finished taking photos and left, Lin Zhou slumped into his chair, not even wanting to lift his hands.

"ha……"

worn out.

"How was it?" Ye Zhiyu asked, radiating happiness as she held her earnings for the day. "Your face really works... What a great harvest!"

"I'm not a man who makes a living off my looks."

"You can make money." Ye Zhiyu plopped down on Lin Zhou's lap, then waved her phone. "You did a great job. Today's earnings are excellent, over three thousand."

"What about mine?"

"What?"

"Where is my money?"

"Forget about money, we're buddies...would I owe you anything?" Ye Zhiyu took out her phone and transferred money to Lin Zhou. "Here you go."

Lin Zhou glanced at the messages on his phone.

Ye Zhiyu: 2500

Lin Zhou: "..."

"Isn't that generous? I'll give you the lion's share," Ye Zhiyu said. "You should thank me properly."

Lin Zhou's forehead veins bulged. "What the hell do you mean by sending me a string of numbers, 2,500?!"

The next second, Lin Zhou and Ye Zhiyu started fighting.