On the big weekend, the street is bustling with people shopping, a cultural relics and antique street is particularly lively, the stall vendors blow their goods to the sky, what Qing Dynasty pastels, Tang Dynasty copper coins, but also make up one after another true and false stories.

In addition to the antique stalls, there are also a lot of fortune tellers, each of whom wears a black robe and a horse coat, a small melon skin hat, and two long wisps of beard, which is quite like that.

Old man Zhou, who often sets up stalls here, came next door to a little girl, the little girl is not very old, and the slogan is quite big, "Fake one pays hundred." ”

Old man Zhou snorted disdainfully, and said to Tong Muyu with pretended concern: "Little girl, I have been on this street for decades, and I advise you not to talk too much." ”

Tong Muyu supported the oversized sunglasses hanging on the bridge of his nose and used them to pretend to be used, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?" ”

"I said you pretended to be lightning splitter."

Tong Muyu laughed heartily, "Grandpa, you wait and see, no." ”

Old man Zhou still shook his head, fake one to pay hundred, how much net worth do you have to be enough to fake one to pay hundred.

Tong Muyu sat on the street, quietly waiting for her big fish to come, many people wanted to calculate, walked to her stall, saw that she was too young, and decisively walked to the old man Zhou's side.

Old man Zhou glanced at her proudly, pretending to be counted for the guests, Tong Muyu knew that he was talking nonsense after listening to it a few ears, humming a tune to put his fake one in order.

Looking around, waiting for the big fish to appear, suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a man came over with a mobile phone and swearing.

Tong Muyu hurriedly shouted hello, "Sir! Do you want to tell fortunes and look at your faces! ”

Fang Jianguo didn't look at her, and walked over, "Sir!" Count the hell! Let's count one! ”

"Don't bother me! I'm busy! Fang Jianguo yelled at her directly.

"I can help you with that batch of materials." Tong Muyu spoke.

Fang Jianguo was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tong Muyu suspiciously, how did she know what she was bothering about? Tong Muyu blinked, "I said Bao Zhun." ”

Fang Jianguo walked to Tong Muyu's stall at this time, and Fang Jianguo snorted, "Little girl, sometimes don't talk too much." ”

Tong Muyu specially changed her face today, not worried that Fang Jianguo would recognize her at all, she had a small mouth, and she spoke wildly, and the old man Zhou next door was stunned.

"Okay, since what you said is so godly, then you can help my son calculate what will happen later?"

Tong Muyu grinned, "It's not easy, just take a look." ”

I saw that she really pretended to pinch two fingers, and opened her eyes after a while, "Tell your son, and the head teacher will draw him to endorse later, the first article in the first unit." ”

Fang Jianguo smacked his lips, can he still go so far in detail? Aren't you really talking nonsense?

Fang Jianguo dialed Fang Zhuo's phone, "If you miscalculate, give me a thousand yuan for one hundred yuan." ”

Tong Muyu grinned, "You can rest assured, I have always kept my promises in business." ”

Fang Jianguo really dialed it out, and Old Man Zhou couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen to the gossip, wanting to see if the little doll really had some ability.

Fang Zhuo was playing a game, and was startled when he received a call from his father, and he hurriedly picked it up, "Hey, Dad, what's wrong?" ”

"Later, your homeroom teacher will draw your endorsement, the first article of the first unit."

Fang Zhuo was dumbfounded, his father was a roundworm in the stomach of the head teacher? Otherwise, how can you know in such detail?

"Dad, how do you know?"

"Don't care how I know, remember to memorize, and tell me how it is later."

Fang Zhuo hung up the phone and didn't come back to his senses, and a few fox friends asked him, "What did your father tell you?" ”

"My dad said that the head teacher drew me to endorse ......"

My friend smiled, "When did the head teacher take someone to memorize a book, she directly asked you to write silently a hundred times, a hundred times." ”

Indeed, it is impossible for this situation to happen in a high school where you are nervous about learning, and if you don't write it right, the class teacher will directly ask you to copy the whole text.