【1】God-Level Live Broadcasting System

Chapter 81 - 82

  Chapter 81 The weird tenth set of radio gymnastics

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

There was a noise from behind the crowd, and two young men roughly pushed away the people in line and invited a middle-aged man to the front of the line.

The middle-aged man is in his early thirties, with an honest appearance and simple clothes. He is still wearing old cloth shoes. At first glance, he looks like a simple countryman. Only his eyes reveal unusual shrewdness, and from time to time, he flashes a fierce look. However, most people would not dare to look at him easily.

Just as the others were about to protest, two young men shook their fists threateningly, and they wisely shut their mouths.

"Fortune teller, bring a chair for our eldest brother." The young man with a tuft of yellow hair on his head like a weed raised his chin towards Zhen Shuai.

Another young man with a bald head grabbed the aerial drone and blocked the lens of the aerial drone from shooting.

But he didn't know that even without an aerial drone, the god-level live broadcast system can still broadcast live. However, Zhen Shuai felt that it was not a good thing to be too ostentatious now, so he turned off the live broadcast.

Zhen Shuai sat motionless on his chair, watching the middle-aged man calmly. Although Shen Xingdu did not accompany him today, he has the system to rely on and is not afraid of this middle-aged man.

"Are you looking for death?" Huang Mao jumped up.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to Huang Mao. When he stood, the distance between his feet was a bit wide, and he was spinning two Wenwan walnut lion heads in his hands. He looked calmer than Zhen Shuai, as if this was not Zhen Shuai's home court, but his.

"My dear, Guo Xiuneng. Since you claim to be a true master, you must be able to guess my purpose."

He spoke slowly and with a heavy momentum. The onlookers watched silently, not daring to make too much noise.

Zhen Shuai opened his mouth to speak, but Guo Xiuneng spoke again: "Actually, I just came from Master Song."

It seemed that interrupting Zhen Shuai like this would put pressure on Zhen Shuai.

Zhen Shuai smiled. Guo Xiuneng's reaction just showed that he couldn't hold his breath. So, he deliberately continued to be silent for a while.

Others who were waiting for the fortune telling became restless and discussed in low voices.

"Master Song, is this Master Song?"

"That should be the case, right? I heard that Master Song is very powerful. If you ask him to tell your fortune, you should at least get this number." An uncle seemed to know the inside story very well , making an eight sign.

"Eight hundred?"

"Eight hundred? Eighty thousand! Even if it's 80,000, you may not be able to be ranked!"

"Not only do many rich people come to him for orders, there are also many officials who secretly come to him!"

"Master Song only receives three guests a day now. It is said that people have to wait in line to ask him for fortune telling, and now they have to wait until next year!"

"Really or not? It's a pity that we don't have that way."

"This person has come to see Master Song again. What do you mean by looking for Master Zhen?"

For some unknown reason, Guo Xiuneng didn't mind exposing his privacy in front of so many people and said unhurriedly: "Before Master Song, I also looked for other prime ministers. Master, the results they gave me were very similar. They all said that I had less than a month to live and that there was no way I could change it. True master, you have to see it clearly. If you see it well, it will be to your advantage."