Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

Oh, buy words...

Xie Xihe became a little interested: "How much?"

Wang Jieqing thought she would refuse, and she was already ready for the next persuasion, so she almost didn't react when she heard this at first, but when she did, she immediately showed excitement.

Straight out a hand: "50,000... no, 80,000! I'm willing to pay 80,000 for this word!"

After saying a word, let alone everyone present, even Xie Xihe was stunned for a moment.

He shook the copybook suspiciously: "80,000 buy me a word, are you sure?"

Wang Jieqing saw the thin paper shaking, shaking, shaking, his heart tightened, and he quickly put his hand under the copybook, saying: "Of course I'm sure, don't shake it!" It would be a pity if it accidentally flew out and was damaged."

Xie Xihe: "..."

I really want to say that if it’s broken, it’s broken, but if it doesn’t work, she just writes another one.

But after looking at Wang Jieqing who was still looking at the copybook eagerly, he finally endured it and went back.

After thinking about it, he handed the copybook to him directly, and said, "Forget it, it's just one word, I'll give it to you."

Wang Jieqing's eyes were shocked, and he was very moved, but he still shook his head and insisted: "Since you said 80,000, then 80,000!"

Xie Xihe again: "..."

In her previous life and this life, she had met countless people, but she might be the first one who rushed to send money like Wang Jieqing.

Is this too much money and nowhere to go?

I don't know, she was puzzled, Wang Jieqing was even more puzzled than her.

Doesn't even she herself know the mystery of the copybook she wrote herself?

His gaze swept across the people in the banquet hall who were staring at him, and then at Xie Xihe and the copybook in her hands. After hesitating, he still gritted his teeth and took the copybook from Xie Xihe's hand, and turned it over, The back was displayed in front of everyone.

There was no need for him to say anything, after seeing the back of the copybook, everyone was shocked.

Someone immediately exclaimed: "Double-sided post, this is actually a double-sided post!"

"It's really a double-sided copybook, and the fonts on both sides of the copybook are completely different. This...isn't this Mr. Lin's unique secret technique? There is actually a second person in this world who knows it?!"

"Oh my god, it turned out to be a double-sided post. No wonder Mr. Wang is willing to pay 80,000 yuan for a word! It's totally worth the price!!"

"..."

Amidst the discussions, Xie Xihe finally understood.

A few complex colors flashed across her eyes, she looked sideways at Wang Jieqing, and confirmed: "They are talking about Mr. Lin, Lin Jing'an?"

Wang Jieqing's face was full of respect: "It is Mr. Lin Jing'an."

He moved his eyes down and landed on the copybook in his hand again, and said with some emotion: "Mr. Lin shocked the calligraphy world with a double-sided copybook at the beginning, but he retired after a short time. Countless people came to ask for a copybook, but They were all rejected by him on the grounds that 'the Sri Lankan man has passed away, and there is no need for copybooks to survive', which has become a great regret for countless calligraphy lovers."

As he spoke, he suddenly came to his senses, shook his head and laughed and said, "Look at me, I'm so excited that I'm dizzy, since Miss Xie can write double-sided posts, she must be someone close to Mr. Lin, so how can I not?" know these things."

Xie Xihe's brows and eyes lowered at some point, and his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it: "I really don't know..."

It was all after her death in her previous life, how did she know it?

Wang Jieqing didn't notice her abnormality, and showed excitement again: "I thought that I would never have the chance to see the beauty of double-sided posts in my life, but I never thought that I would meet them here today."

"Miss Xie, you must accept the 80,000 yuan. If you really want to calculate it, I took advantage of it. If you don't accept it, I will feel very sorry." Wang Jieqing said sincerely.

This time Xie Xihe didn't say anything more, he directly took out the WeChat payment code and handed it to him, saying: "Transfer the money."

She didn't accept it before because she thought it was just a single word, but she could easily write thousands or eight hundred of them, and selling them for 80,000 yuan would be a bit of a shame.

But now that she knows that Lin Jingan has made her double-sided post famous and has become a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, she doesn't feel pressured to accept this money again.

At worst, I'll give him some publicity fees later...

Maybe it was because he earned a sum of money by accident, or maybe it was because he accidentally learned the news of his old friend from his previous life, Xie Xihe's originally agitated mood suddenly improved a lot.

He was not in a hurry to leave.

After calling Wang Jieqing, he went back to the sofa area to inquire about Lin Jingan's news.

Wang Jieqing knew everything and said everything, and the two talked very happily.

On the other side, Zhou Wanrou couldn't even maintain the most basic smile.

She looked at her forgotten copybook, and then at the countless people who were looking at Xie Xihe openly and secretly, and felt that she was slapped hard on the face again, making her want to shake her hands and leave.

But she can't...

She had already suffered a complete defeat in the competition with Xie Xihe, and she must not lose another reputation that she can't afford to lose!

With remorse in her heart, and her expression changing, she suddenly squeezed the phone in her hand and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

"Miss Wanrou!"

Shen Mengyue's worry and self-blame came from behind her, but instead of stopping, she sped up her movements and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

*

Xie Xihe played tricks on Lin Jing'an's situation after her death in the previous life, and finally let Wang Jieqing go.

Wang Jieqing looked at the girl who was lazily leaning on the sofa in front of him, hesitated for a while, and still asked the doubts in his heart: "Miss Xie, I don't know who is Mr. Lin?"

Probing: "Teacher?"

Xie Xihe who just wanted to say "old friend": "..."

Glancing at his palms, which were fairer and more tender than those in his previous life, he thought for a while, and then nodded: "That's right."

When she met Lin Jing'an in her previous life, he was already sixty years old, more than forty years older than her, and he could barely be called a year-end friend.

Everyone is almost eighty now, and it would be too out of harmony for a little girl under twenty to say that she is an old friend with someone.

The point is that no one will believe you when you say it.

The teacher is the teacher.

Wang Jieqing said "That's right", the smile on his face became more eager, and he said, "Then Miss Xie, do you know where Mr. Lin is now?"

Afraid that the other party might misunderstand, he quickly and cautiously explained: "I didn't want to find out about the whereabouts of the old man, but my father regarded Mr. Lin as his lifelong idol. Now that he is sick in bed, his greatest wish is to see the old man, so if possible, I would like to ask Miss Xie to help convey this matter."

Xie Xihe was stunned: "No wonder you offered 80,000 yuan to buy me a word. Is this a gift for your father?"

Wang Jieqing sighed, "Exactly."

Xie Xihe nodded to express his understanding, and said: "I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know where he went. I will remember to tell you the next time I see him."

Regret appeared in Wang Jieqing's eyes, but it was not unexpected, so he only sighed again and stopped entanglement.

All right, I know everything I need to know, and it's almost time to go home.

Xie Xihe greeted Wang Jieqing and stood up from the sofa. When he was about to leave, he was blocked again.

See you tomorrow~ Good night, babies~