An eight-year-old college student performs a live broadcast of fortune-telling, and the whole intern

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"Depend on! impossible! How could the calculation be so accurate? Assistant

Xiao Li suddenly exclaimed, her voice full of shock and disbelief.

Wang Yuyao was startled.

Then she picked up a book and threw it at Xiao Li.

"Ouch!"

Xiao Li was in pain and screamed.

"Boss, I'm sorry."

Although Xiao Li was apologizing, the excitement on his face was obvious.

"Boss! Eight-year-old child fortune telling···"

"Can you do something serious?"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Yuyao interrupted him and said with extreme dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Xiao Li smiled awkwardly, but then suddenly said:"Boss! Is it our responsibility for a monk to have sex with a man?"

Wang Yuyao looked at Xiao Li with a look of surprise.

Before she could say anything, Xiao Li continued to ask:"What about the cross-dressing guy who deceived honest people?"

Wang Yuyao's eyes opened even wider.

"Then this···It must be under our control! The monk is corrupt!"

As soon as Xiao Li finished speaking, Wang Yuyao gritted his teeth and went up to beat him.

"Ouch! Ouch! Boss! you listen to me! This kid really solved two mysteries! You read it first and then talk!"

Wang Yuyao, who had finished venting his anger, was finally forced by Xiao Li to watch the live broadcast replay.

When he saw Li Mubai saying that he had no son, Wang Yuyao looked disdainful.

When he saw Li Mubai saying that the other party's son was his brother , Wang Yuyao despised it even more.

But when [In the Name of Father] confirmed that her admission notice was fake, Wang Yuyao began to have some doubts.

···

Soon, her expression became more and more shocked!

"Is he really eight years old?"

"Or a student at Beijing University?"

"Are both of these things true?"

Xiao Li didn't know how to answer. How could he dare to confirm the authenticity of the matter?

"Boss, didn’t you just graduate from Beijing University? or···You ask?"

Wang Yuyao looked thoughtful.

"This [In the Name of the Father] looks familiar. Go check it out."

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around to check.

Wang Yuyao thought for a while, then took out the phone and dialed a number

"Hey, Teacher Zhang, I’m Xiaoyao, Wang Yuyao, I miss you.···"

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Live broadcast room

The audience watched [Murakami Idiot] run out of the community and run wildly.

It wasn't until he reached an overpass that he stopped tiredly.

Then, the sound of him crying wantonly was heard

【Is that the end? If it were me, I would kill them!】

【handsome guy! Don't cry! not worth it!】

【Call the police! This is fucking pure···sexual harassment?】

【this···How the hell do you call the police? What do you say to the police?】

【That's so fucking ridiculous!】

···

The audience in the live broadcast room was completely shocked by all this.

This is so eye-catching!

However, in the society of ordinary people, this kind of thing has always been a topic of conversation after dinner.

For a time, many good people moved this video everywhere.

This directly or indirectly made Li Mubai's reputation in the live broadcast room increase several times.

Shucheng University

As the director of the Folklore Culture Center and the director and professor of the folklore major at Shucheng University, Dong Tianshu knows better than anyone that folklore is an important culture.

However, it cannot be deified or demonized.

However, just now, after he entered the child's live broadcast room out of curiosity and watched it, he suddenly realized the true weight of the word genius!

This is the real genius!

But is everything true?

He thought to himself, this person must figure it out! if···it is true···

The folklore world needs a leader!

Dong Tianshu felt restless for a moment!

He must act!

If it was a fake, then he would also slap these unscrupulous people to death!

Live broadcast room

After a long time, [Murakami Idiot] finally calmed down.

Despite this, there are still a large number of people in the live broadcast room who are still waiting for the ending

【Murakami Idiot] adjusted the camera and pointed it at himself

【Hey, hey, hey! It's out! It's out!】

【Ouch, it’s true that good men can’t meet good women, and good women can’t meet good men!】

【Let your sister hug you. Pitiful】

【How abominable! These people! I must attack them online!】

【It’s so unconscionable!】

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"What's going on here? I can't figure it out"

【Murakami Idiot] asked Li Mubai lonely, his words full of sadness and his face full of sadness.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will probably not be in a good mood.

Li Mubai did not hesitate or conceal anything, and spoke about the root cause.