"So, wouldn't it be more suitable to be a magic stick who pretends to be a magician?" Lan Linfeng raised his eyebrows and said calmly.

"I've thought about it." I shook my head cautiously: "No! I can't stand the way those people look for trouble."

"..." Lan Linfeng was completely speechless. He knew the nature of human beings. It is true that some people are always suspicious. They imagine that they are being haunted by ghosts, find some half-baked tricks, or are pure liars to get some psychological comfort, and then they become inexplicable.

It was a live advertisement for a scammer.

It would be better if he got involved with someone who has nothing to do with the mysterious and supernatural. After all, he is all pretending, but if he is a person with real abilities, he will probably be laughed to death if not annoyed to death? After all, not everyone can.

Someone who can calmly watch others play tricks.

"Some people don't go to see a doctor when they are sick, but instead look for a magician, which is a waste of life." I frowned, and then talked about a ridiculous past incident after setting up a Gua stall, an old man holding a high fever patient.

When her grandson came for divination, she asked: "Sir, can my grandson survive this disaster? How can he escape it?"

I was very happy at that time. You said that your grandson had a fever. You didn't say that he should be checked by a doctor first. What was the point of bringing him to me while he was exposed to the weather? If he was really sneaky, how could it have happened during the day?

I knew how funny I looked at that time, and it was only then that I gave up the idea of ​​becoming a real magician. I had to patiently persuade him: "Grandma, your grandson is not being invaded by filth, but he is really."

He has a fever, I advise you to take him to the hospital quickly, otherwise he may become a fool if it is too late."

The old man shed tears in pairs: "His parents are not at home. I panicked and didn't know what to do. Girl, I think you have a good heart. Can you take us to the hospital? I don't know the way."

"

Ever since...it was just the first day of setting up a stall, and less than two hours after being in charge. Under the influence of the grandfather and grandson, this work completely came to nothing. If she hadn't met Chu Ying, she introduced her to the Supernatural Weekly.

, she didn’t even know where to go.

After hearing this, Lan Linfeng couldn't help but chuckle: "I didn't expect that you have actually done it. Do you know how to make a hexagram?"

"No." I shook my head: "That's why I said he is a genuine magician, but it is enough to cover up his abnormal behavior."

The night was both long and short. When the sky was dyed red by the morning glow, we all woke up one after another after sleeping in a stiff posture in the car. The people in the trunk were restrained by Lan Linfeng, and we still didn't know who was there.

, slept happily, Ying Beichen went out to buy breakfast, the three of them ate some, and then Lan Linfeng drove straight to the road home.

There is no need to describe the boredom on the road in detail. In addition to the changing scenery, there are cars and people everywhere. It was not until we entered the city and Ying Beichen took the two of them into the car sent by the headquarters that I suddenly said: "We are back."

Already?"

Lan Linfeng held the steering wheel in his hand: "I've only been away for a long time, and you don't recognize me anymore?"

"You should tell me when did I know the way." I rubbed my nausea and said, "Send me to the magazine first."

Lan Linfeng looked at me in surprise: "Don't you want to take a rest?"

I shook my head: "Only by reporting it as soon as possible can it be possible to delay the manuscript." I didn't want to be arrested and asked for money to go to work before the manuscript was compiled, so it would be good to deliver it to my door first to win some sympathy.

Lan Linfeng burst out laughing. She could always find the best place to stand in adversity. This is why she has been able to persevere for a long time? He still vaguely felt that the doubts and hardships he had suffered at the beginning, but they all survived.

, isn't it? No matter what pain they will face in the future, he believes that there will always be a point where they can stop and rest.

Before I knew it, the car stopped at the front door of the magazine. I thanked him and was about to open the door and leave, but I caught a glimpse of a white, handsome and cool person in the corner of my eye, sitting in the rear driver's seat, saying goodbye to me with his eyes.

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Chapter completed!