"Hey! Sang Shao! ”

Mo Xiaoran walked up complacently and patted Sang Jiu's whimpering white shirt that was splashed with angry hot coffee by the girl because he couldn't get accosted for the fifth time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Won't it?"

"I've fled to the thirteenth district, and my mother's people can still find me?!"

Sang Jiu grabbed his hair depressedly.

Mo Xiaoran sat on the suspension chair abandoned by her sister in a grand manner: "Anlaan, I'm not sent by my wife~."

Sang Jiu was curious: "What are you here for?" I'm bored and run to the coffee house in the old street to talk to the girl, why do people still know who I am? ”

Mo Xiaoran took a sip of coffee: "So this is fate!" ”

"Fate?" Mo Xiaoran laughed mischievously: "I saw you as soon as I entered the café, and it just so happened that I happened to know you." Isn't this fate? ”

Sang Jiu was a little entangled: "But I don't know you, and why is this line so familiar?" ”

Mo Xiaoran said excitedly: "You'll know me soon!" My name is coming to the crystal screen! Coming to fame in Fog City! Create a glorious fifth age! ”

Mo Xiaoran looks a bit like a scientist who has committed a second illness. He was excited, but his voice was muffled, and his excited tone could only be heard at the last few words.

Because he has calculated a runaway child like Sang Jiu, he must be very interested in such a thing as "Savetheworld".

Sure enough, Sang Jiu shouted excitedly: "Fifth Era?!" ”

The people around him frequently looked sideways and looked at him with strange eyes.

Mo Xiaoran was very embarrassed, and hurriedly grabbed Sang Jiu: "Shhh, be quiet." ”

Sang Jiu was still in a state of excitement, and asked excitedly, "What do you mean?" ”

Mo Xiaoran laughed: "An era in which knowledge changes fate!" ”

"Sang Jiu, what's your number?"

Sang Jiu was carried away: "HA-73044122." ”

Mo Xiaoran secretly wrote down the data, and said with some frustration: "Alas, it's really pitiful to us charlatans who don't have a number. ”

Sang Jiu comforted: "It's okay, there will be in the future." But what do you want my number for? ”

Mo Xiaoran said proudly: "I can calculate your past according to your number~"

Sang Jiu was a little unconvinced: "You said come and listen." ”

Mo Xiaoran turned on the god stick mode again: "The sum of the last four digits of your number is equal to nine, there are nine people in your family, and you are the youngest, so you are called Sang Jiu." The third digit of your number is zero, and the first digit minus the first digit is also zero, then you have never had a girlfriend and no crush. The sum of your numbers is twenty-one, so, ah, boy, you don't live long, you can't be sick for a long time, right? The second is a disease, to be treated! ”

Sang Jiu was shocked: "So accurate?!" ”

Mo Xiaoran was proud: "This is my housekeeping skill, how can I do it if I don't learn?" ”

Sang Jiu worshipped: "Please take me as an apprentice!" I, Sang Jiu, have been with you all my life! ”

Mo Xiaoran was a little unbearable, was he just to find out, and he actually accepted an apprentice?

What the hell logic......

"Okay, okay, then Sang Jiu, you'll follow me!"

Mo Xiaoran was proud: "Come on, the master has distributed benefits to you, help you calculate your mother's luck!" ”

Sang Jiu's star eyes: "Thank you so much, master!" The mother's name is Duan Fei, and she is a ......"

In the following period, Mo Xiaoran asked no less than seven questions like these.

By the way, I asked Sang Jiu's parents, uncles, aunts, second uncles, aunts, and his eight gourd baby brothers' birthdays, economic situation, marriage situation, and even the embarrassing things he did when he was a child, all of which were set out by Mo Xiaoran, a guy who didn't know what to do.

But the simple Sang Jiu children still don't know how much mistake they have made, and they are still stupidly bubbling to worship Mo Xiaoran in a narcissistic state.

This is the legendary being sold and helping to count the money, right?