The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

The uncle was startled when he saw Sang Feiwan's serious expression. Then he turned his head and continued looking at his phone, muttering:

"Why is this pretty little girl out of her mind? My sister Qingguo is better. Sister, my brother will reward you with another hundred lollipops. When will you come out to see me?"

My sister didn't come out, but my aunt came out.

The aunt grabbed the uncle's ear and scolded him: "Okay, you peeked at the live broadcast again! Don't watch it, come home with me!"

The uncle was pulled by the ears and cursed: "Your greasy handsome talent has been banned, so I am not allowed to see Sister Qingguo. Humph, he deserves to be reported!"

"Old man, how dare you scold my handsome brother! Tell me, were you the one who reported him?"

The aunt pushed angrily, and the uncle lost his balance and fell over, with a lot of blood pouring out of his forehead.

It took the uncle a while to react and muttered to himself: "Is this... a bloody disaster?"

Looking in the direction just now, Sang Feiwan was nowhere to be seen.

Sang Feiwan returned to the simple rental house and began to study live broadcasting.

For the operation of the mobile phone, she only relied on the memory of the original owner. Although she was unfamiliar, she quickly found the way. She also watched a few teaching videos on the Internet and roughly figured out what the live broadcast was.

In this era, everyone is keen on live broadcasting, and major anchors can make tens or millions of profits from one live broadcast, which is indeed very suitable for Sang Feiwan's current situation.

Soon, her live broadcast room was opened.

The name of the live broadcast room is easy to understand: "One hexagram, two thousand".

At the beginning, the number of people in the live broadcast room jumped back and forth between 1, 2, and 3. No one left a message. They basically just swiped by and left.

Sang Feiwan was not in a hurry and waited silently.

It took about ten minutes for the first comment to appear:

[Miss Tsundere: Am I right? There is actually a live broadcast room for fortune-telling. Please tell me. Will my dad give me an increase in pocket money this month? 】

When Sang Feiwan saw that some business had come to his door, he said, "One hexagram costs two thousand yuan. After connecting the numbers, you can read the fortune teller."

The arrogant young lady rowed away cursing.

But soon, she came back: [I recognize you, you are the one who made a big fuss at Zhang Chengye’s fan meeting! Zhang Chengye’s girlfriend! 】

The arrogant young lady changed hands and shared Sang Feiwan's live broadcast room among classmates, business owners, and group buying groups. Under layers of fission, the number of people in the live broadcast room quickly soared to three digits.

But these people are not here to tell fortunes, but to gossip.

[Holy shit, it’s really that woman! I just read the hot search, anchor, are you really Zhang Chengye’s girlfriend? 】

[Didn’t Zhang Chengye say that the photos are all composited? It must have become popular because of the popularity. If the popularity stops, the live broadcast will start immediately. It's so shameless, my brother Chengye was tricked by you! 】

[I followed Zhang Chengye to his home and shocked him. He actually took a group photo again this time. It was really shameless. 】

The barrage was very lively, and the number of fans online was about to exceed a thousand, but no one cared about the fortune-telling issue.

Sang Feiwan took a sip of boiled water and began to speak: "The broadcast starts today, three hexagrams a day, each hexagram costs two thousand. We only talk about hexagrams, nothing else."

As soon as he finished speaking, fans came online.

The one on the line was a tsundere young lady, about twenty years old, dressed very fashionably. The background is a large and magnificently decorated living room.

Sang Feiwan asked her: "What do you want, wealth?"

The arrogant young lady: "I don't care, I just want to know what happened at the fan meeting? I told you, I will give you a reward."

"This live broadcast only talks about fortune telling and nothing else." Sang Feiwan paused, "However, after finishing the calculation, I can satisfy your curiosity."

The arrogant young lady burst into laughter: "I thought you were very brave, but it turns out you still want money. Okay, let me do your fortune telling. After all, you have to satisfy all my curiosity."

Two thousand yuan is quite expensive for ordinary people, but the proud eldest sister has a very good family and has tens of thousands of pocket money every month. Spending thousands of yuan to buy first-hand gossip is nothing.

Sang Feiwan said: "As long as you are still in the mood to listen, I will be satisfied."

The arrogant young lady did not understand the deep meaning of her words and said to herself: "But I have agreed in advance that if the calculation is not accurate, I will not give you the money."

Sang Feiwan said: "You can calculate it first and then pay."

The arrogant young lady wanted to make the anchor look ugly, so she said, "Let's count it on wealth. Today is the day when I give out pocket money. You calculate how much money I can give out."

She didn't believe in fortune-telling, so she probably just randomly reported numbers and tried to get away with it.

However, the amount of pocket money given by her father was very special, and most people would never guess it.

Sang Feiwan glanced at the face of the person in the camera, and then calmly reported a number: "0 yuan."

"What?"

The arrogant elder sister burst into laughter, "I mean, anchor, even if you are making nonsense, don't make random guesses. 0 yuan? Hahaha... To tell you the truth, my dad loves me very much, and my pocket money is comparable to that of an average office worker." The monthly salary is still more. You actually said 0 yuan? You could have said [-] or [-] yuan."

Sang Feiwan said calmly and calmly: "Your monthly pocket money used to be 88888. Tonight was supposed to be the day when you would give out your pocket money once a month, but later you would have a quarrel with your father. Your father suddenly In anger, I stopped your pocket money, so your pocket money this month is 0 yuan."

[Hahaha... I laughed like crazy. Which father gives a string of eights as pocket money? It’s also well-written and well-founded. 】

[It must be Zhang Chengye who failed in the game and lost his mind and turned into a magician to swindle money. 】

[Miss Tsundere, as long as you don’t argue with your dad tonight, you can keep your pocket money. 】

[I am no longer curious about Zhang Chengye. I am just curious about when the anchor’s lies will be revealed. Squat down! 】

The speeches on the screen were filled with sarcasm.

Only the arrogant young lady’s expression changed.

88888, this is really the amount of her monthly pocket money.

Her father is in business and is superstitious about auspicious numbers, especially the number 8. So the pocket money given to her every month is also 5.

The anchor actually figured it out!

No, it must be deceived!

The arrogant eldest daughter is an only child, and her father dotes on her the most, so it is impossible to stop her pocket money. What's more, she also made up her mind that she would not have any unpleasantness with her father.

Humph, wait and see what happens if you fail!

At this moment, the door to the arrogant young lady's house opened, and a kind male voice followed: "Good girl, daddy is back!"

The arrogant elder sister immediately turned around to look, only to see that it was not only her father but also a woman who had returned.

She was still familiar with this woman, she was her classmate and best friend.

My best friend's family was not in good condition, so during her college years, the arrogant young lady bought her food and drinks, and often took her home to play with.

It was just a girl who usually walked hand in hand with her to eat and drink together, but now she was holding her father's hand intimately.

The arrogant young lady was stunned: "What... do you mean?"