"Okay, no matter what you say, I've already decided to drop out of school, after all, now at the age of twenty, it will not be too easy to start a business or inherit in the future, and the age of twenty to twenty-five should be the most relaxing years in my whole life.

Zhang San, if you really want to go, I'll tell the counselor now, and I'll leave tomorrow afternoon. ”

Zhang San looked at Gao Junyi a little tiredly: "There is no problem. ”

"But you'll have to promise me a condition. ”

Zhang San didn't speak, shrugged his eyelids and continued to look at Gao Junyi.

"You're going to have to join us at the COS show tomorrow morning. ”

"Hmm. ”

At six o'clock in the morning of the second day, Zhang San was woken up by the rest of the people, and the sleepy-eyed Zhang San looked at the five people:

"What are you tossing in the early morning? ”

The five of them said in unison: "Hurry up and get up, I'll be there in another hour." ”

"Isn't it just a COS exhibition, as for being so excited?"

"You know, the house was strict before, but we haven't been there once. ”

Zhang San rubbed his eyes, opened his hands, waited for a long time, and found that no one was a little embarrassed to get dressed.

"What's the matter, we still have to help you change your clothes?"

After Zhang San sorted it out, the five of them looked at him in some surprise: "It's a bit of an ancient person's taste." Zhang San shook his hair: "Isn't that true? Compared to your red, yellow, and blue wigs, we are a real black silk waterfall." ”

Several people were standing at the door and were about to go in when they were suddenly stopped.

"Gao Junyi, Lu Liu, Zhou Chong, Chen Fan, Wu Xinlei and Zhang San, you also come to play. Shen Linyan glanced at Zhang San a little shyly.

"Shen Linyan, you look so good today. ”

Just when Shen Linyan was a little shy and didn't dare to look at Zhang San, her best friend Jiang Sicen hugged Shen Linyan: "Don't bully Yanzi, let's go first." ”

Zhang San looked at the back of the two of them leaving helplessly: "What age is this, won't there really be a big lady in the boudoir in ancient times?" ”

After a few people entered, Zhang San sat on a stool and ordered a cup of milk tea: "You guys go play, I promised you to participate in this, but I didn't promise you to join you." ”

"Count you ruthless. ”

Several people gradually disappeared in the crowd, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of Zhang San and sat down face to face.

"Do you want an autograph or a group photo?"

"Zhang San, I know you!"

Zhang San glanced at it: "100,000 yuan, what's the matter?"

"What did you say?"

"Oh, save your life, the boss gave me 100,000 and allowed me to leave the organization, so I was still a little interested in your identity before, and now I can't be interested in anything about you. ”

The girl raised the corners of her mouth: "100,000 yuan, right? I'll give you 200,000 yuan, and you can do me a favor again." ”

Zhang San, who was smoking milk tea, shrunk his eyes: "I'm sorry, I'm not short of money to spend now." ”

The girl took the milk tea handed by the waiter: "Don't you really want to hear it? Zhang San raised his eyebrows: "Let's hear it." ”

"Who killed Jia Zhengliang and the branch under his control? Check the people on the list and find that only you and Lu Wen are not dead, he is missing and you are at the university where I am located. ”

Zhang San narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the girl sitting across from him, and found that her expression was full, which was a sign of the great consummation of the day after tomorrow. After recalling a few fragments in his mind, Zhang San leaned on the stool: "I don't know. ”

The girl looked at Zhang San with a smile: "I sent someone to investigate the rental house you were in before, and the landlord was killed, but according to the autopsy report and on-site investigation, there were actually two people who were killed, where were you at that time?"

"I sent the courier. ”

The girl stood up and shook the milk tea in her hand: "200,000 yuan has been credited to your account, my name is Xia Lei, I think we will meet again." ”

Zhang San looked at Xia Lei, who was drifting away: "It's a little interesting, it's better to have less contact." Zhang San, who had no purpose, casually strolled around the exhibition, and it was a little funny to see some people holding cameras like bloodthirsty jackals: "It's still autumn." ”

"Fortune telling, ten dollars a question, fortune telling. ”

A slightly poor and slightly chubby young man sat cross-legged on the ground with a twig and a yellow cloth on which was written a crooked fortune-telling.

None of the people passing by paid attention to him, and suddenly the two looked at each other in the vast sea of people, and the young man sighed: "Let's count a hexagram for you for free." ”

The young man skillfully picked up the tortoise shell and five dirty copper coins disappeared in Zhang San's field of vision in an instant, and the young man shook it a few times like shaking the dice, and then spit out five copper coins from the tortoise shell one after another, and the young man took a look: "Dig a groove, you kid is a broom star, and you will implicate the fat man later, and the fat man slipped away first." ”

The young man skillfully integrated the four corners of the stall, stuffed the tortoise shell and copper coins into his pocket, picked up the guy, and prepared to slip away.

The familiar scene made Zhang San have no time to think and rushed out of the crowd to grab the young man, and the young man evaded Zhang San's grasp: "Get up, broom star." ”

The two chased after each other and soon caught up with a few people in front.

"Zhang San, why are you going. ”

Suddenly, the fat man rushed into the crowd and stopped quickly, Zhang San in the back couldn't stop pushing the fat man in front, and the fat man didn't stand firm and overwhelmed a photographer. The camera lens and body slammed to the ground. The fat man silently recited: "It's over, the camera is broken." ”

The photographer pushed away the two of them looking at the broken lens on the ground: "Dig a slot, your sister." The lens I just bought broke down!"

Zhang San was a little shocked in his heart, and he remained silent on the surface: "How much money, I lost it." ”

"Thirty thousand! plus thirty-five thousand. ”

Five minutes later, Zhang San picked up the somewhat broken camera and the completely broken lens and looked at the poor fat man on the ground: "Why are you running?"

"If you don't let me lose money, I'll tell you. ”

Zhang San, who was a little distressed, frowned: "You say." ”

"I help others to calculate hexagrams or calculate something eight times out of ten times is not effective, but counting their own bad luck is a calculation, the moment I saw you, I calculated you and me on a whim, and I wanted to run when I found that I wanted to break the fortune. ”

Zhang San gasped: "If you don't run, don't you have to lose money?" ”

"My name is Shan Chanyu, and the result is there, and I can lose less if I follow the hexagram. ”

"What do you mean!?"

"From birth you will die. Your death is the result, but the process can be changed. You can choose how to die subjectively or passively. ”

Zhang San's roommate and Shen Linyan hurriedly arrived: "What's the matter? Zhang San?"

"It's fine. ”

"You guys play with yours, I have something to do with this person. ”

Zhang San picked up Shan Chanyu and walked back, and when there was no one around, Zhang San took out three hundred and threw it on Shan Chanyu's face: "Help me occupy a few hangings." ”

"I can't. ”

Zhang Sanyi's blood pressure suddenly rose when he heard this: "What did you say?

Shan Chanyu, who was a little helpless, put down the guy and took out a box of male teachers from his fart pocket and handed them to Zhang San, Zhang San slapped the male master away: "You make it clear." ”

Shan Chanyu, who was not in a hurry or slow, took a deep breath after lighting the male master and then spit it out, and the choking taste almost didn't make Zhang San spit it out.

"Although I can divinate all the time, the correct hexagram that is really calculated is only once a month, and I have my own priority, as you saw just now. In addition, divination is uncertain, so it is impossible for you to ask me to determine the goal every month. ”