Chi Yan lowered his head into the collar of his gown and said in a very aggrieved voice, "I heard that stealing other people's luck will be counterattacked. ”

Zheng Jie glared angrily, "Even if you will be counterattacked, you have to give it to me!" I fucking raised you so big, spent so much money to make your debut and threw resources at you, are you doing charity when I do? ”

"I'm afraid you have forgotten who saved you when your mother was addicted to drugs and tortured you! Who knelt before me and said that he would repay me as a cow and a horse in this life? ”

"Sister Zhao, she... I'm scared. Chi Yan stammered.

"Afraid of what? Isn't she just a fifty-year-old fat woman? What's so scary? If she likes me, I'll go myself! Where's your turn? ”

Zheng Jie twisted his thick neck, pointed at Chi Yan and scolded, spitting stars flying.

At this time, a very dazzling light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and Zheng Jie subconsciously covered his face with his arm.

When he moved his arm away again, there was a sudden uproar in front of him, and countless cameras slapped him in the face, and the entertainment reporter immediately took the microphone to do live commentary.

"Audience friends, at this time, I was in the backstage dressing room of the Golden Microphone Award Site, and half an hour before the award ceremony was about to start, a shocking news suddenly broke out on the scene! Chi Yan's stepfather, Zheng Jie, is a good father on the surface, but behind his back, he lets Chi Yan get close to the rich woman and treats him as a cash cow, and also involves such a horrific means as stealing luck by occult means. Let's stay tuned for information. ”

Chi Yan sat on the chair in the dressing room and looked at Zheng Jie with a shocked look on his face.

Just now, Zheng Jie said that he wanted to sleep for a while.

Then, he stood in front of the mirror and practiced the song and dance to be performed at the closing ceremony of the awards ceremony tonight.

Later, the official host of Golden Microphone entered the dressing room and said that he was going to start preparing for tonight's father-son interview.

At this time, Zheng Jie was like crazy.

Suddenly bounced up from the recliner, first ran around the dressing room, and then ran around the red carpet where other guests were taking pictures.

Finally, I ran back to the dressing room.

Facing the lens carried by the photographer is an angry scolding.

shook out all the unsightly things he did in private on weekdays.

ran from the Sangluo live broadcast room to the live broadcast room of the official account of Golden Microphone, and just saw this shocking scene, and they all left messages in the live broadcast room.

【it!】 Did he fall into evil? What about a monkey running around the red carpet alone? 】

【it!】 Why does he keep scolding at the camera? From this angle, it's as if he's scolding me.]

[Immersive Scolding]

[Could it be the role of Master Yunze's talisman? 】

[Master Yun Ze has something! 】

Chi Yan's fans also felt distressed when they saw Chi Yan on the chair with an aggrieved and shocked face, and they picked up the phone and called the police to the Weimin Bureau.

On the street where the Golden Microphone Awards Ceremony took place, there was a branch of the People's Health Bureau, so within five minutes after netizens called the police, they immediately rushed to the scene and arrested Zheng Jie.

At the same time as Zheng Jie was arrested, the people from the Weimin Bureau also took Chi Yan away to make a record of the news.

This drama is over for the time being.

Netizens saw that Chi Yan and Zheng Jie were taken away, and they did not continue to stay in the official live broadcast room of Golden Microphone to watch the award ceremony, but returned to Sang Luo's live broadcast room the same way.

Sang Luo looked at the number 2 displayed in the upper right corner and smiled, it was Shen Wuyang and Wuwu who were sitting in the dining hall to cheer her on again.

Worry-free swiping her mobile phone in the middle of the night, seeing the overwhelming black material on the whale platform, as well as the sunspots running everywhere, she was a little worried that the master would be scolded after the broadcast.

So she took her senior brother to be the administrator of the live broadcast room for the master in the live broadcast room, and she was also a sycophant and a cheering king.

is just a turn of the head, and the number of people in the live broadcast room has changed from 2 to 100,000+.

[The master is really a cow]

[It's really a good show]

[Master, what kind of talisman did you just have? It's amazing]

[More powerful than the Soul Fixing Talisman]

Sang Luo saw that some netizens in the live broadcast room were curious about the talisman she had just burned, so he replied: "My name is Taixu Fu." ”

[Too void talisman? 】

[What is the use of this talisman to make people crazy? 】

[Reminds me of Jia Baoyu's sleepwalking]

"The term Taixu first appeared in the Zhuangzi, and it is a philosophical concept that represents a state of emptiness and mystery." Speaking of this, Sang Luo paused, "It's good that you can just understand it as an illusion." ”

[So the anchor's talisman can make people fantasize? ] 】

[It's a good thing]

[It is similar to the poisonous mushrooms in my hometown]

Xiao Xiangxiang announced what happened in Chiyan to the Yanba fan base, and also returned to the live broadcast room.

After connecting with Sang Luo again, she first expressed her gratitude for all the fans, and then brushed a few ocean hearts for Sang Luo.

"Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast, see you next Friday."

After Sang Luo said goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room, he closed the live broadcast room.

After the broadcast, she went to the various temples to investigate.

As a result, only one pilgrim was offering incense.

Since the last time the Weimin Bureau personally came down to refute the rumors, the good image she had finally established collapsed again.

Many netizens once again regarded her as a liar, Daoyuan, and a drama spirit.

She found that except for the incense in the temple of the God of Wealth, which was still quite strong, the other halls were basically empty.

Sang Luo poured incense on each shrine one by one.

After the incense, she received a long-lost text message:

[Your debit card account 9996, spent 10 million yuan on August 30, for the dredging of the Lechuan River, the balance after the transaction, 200,000. 】

"On August 30th, it's time to pay wages again." , Sang Luo frowned.

If the incense in the temple was as strong as some time ago, she wouldn't have to worry about it, but now there are fewer and fewer people in the Taoist temple who come to offer incense, and the money from the live broadcast is not enough for the salary of thousands of ghosts in the prefecture.

Shen Wuyang saw Sang Luo's brows tightened, and hurriedly ran over and asked, "Master, why are you so worried?" Did something happen? ”

Sang Luo ignored him, walked to the front of the audience by himself, and sat in a daze with his chin in his hands.

The sky was overcast, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, a torrential rain was brewing, and the smell of sultry heat in the air made her even more annoying.

"Master, what should I do to make you not so annoying?" Shen Wuyang also sat down beside Sang Luo.

Sang Luo glanced at Shen Wuyang carelessly, "Having money can solve ninety-nine percent of your troubles." ”

"Didn't you make a lot of money by starting a live broadcast?"

"That's only enough money for a hundred ghosts." , Sang Luo turned his face, "But do you know how many ghosts I have?" ”

(End of chapter)