With So Many Ex-Girlfriends, I Was Really Forced To

"Let me tell you, how could a big city like Haicheng allow a feudal superstition like fortune telling to exist?"

"Forget it Yuan Shen, how about we live broadcast other talents? It's really embarrassing when you take out this prop."

After hitting the dust twice, Li Yuan suddenly thought of a place.

So he waved his hand.

"That's not possible. We have agreed to live broadcast fortune-telling. A man born between heaven and earth, how can he not keep his word?"

The audience in the live broadcast room felt that a real man's domineering spirit emanated from Li Yuan.

In a blink of an eye, he was seen sitting in the car.

The bright Mercedes-Benz logo, which symbolizes rich women and low-income people, makes people unable to open their eyes.

"Damn it, if I hadn't seen the Mercedes-Benz logo in front of you, I almost would have believed it."

"Who said someone who eats soft rice has no backbone? Yuan Shen is still domineering even if he eats soft rice. He is a role model for the soft rice men of our generation!"

"My Great Abyss God is so magnificent."

"Sigma Man, the fighting man among men."

Li Yuan drove his car and headed straight to the street stall where he was last time.

Although it was broad daylight, there were a few people.

But fortune-telling does not talk about the number of people and the small number of people, but only about the depth of fate.

Enter from the rear lane.

Li Yuan drove straight to the back of the last stall.

Sparse stalls around.

"Damn it, Yuan Shen isn't going to set up a street stall, is he?"

"It's true, Yuan Shen has stopped the car to pick up things."

"Huh? I feel so embarrassed."

Watching Li Yuan quickly set up the fortune-telling stall and put up the red and yellow flags.

He even put on a Taoist robe for himself.

Everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to watch.

"It's so shameful. If I were an introvert, I would be so embarrassed and inferior that I would want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into."

"Although Yuan Shen's approach is indeed like that, it is indeed a bit embarrassing to put it in this place."

"You're wrong upstairs. Men don't have a Mercedes-Benz and low self-esteem at the same time."

"It makes sense."

“But there are so few people at this time of day.”

Looking around, there are very few people on the whole street.

"And the people who come here are either locals or have worked locally for a long time. How can tourists from the old streets be easily deceived."

"As a fan, be careful with your words. Yuan Shen is telling fortunes from his ancestors. How can you call it a lie?"

"Yes, yes, fortune telling is not just nonsense. If you don't find out, it's not a lie."

“Everyone must believe in science!”

"I was deceived by a fortune teller. This time I side with the science guy."

"Me too. The fortune teller said that my relationship will not go well. I will have many bad connections and late good ones. But it's been four years since I graduated from college and I'm still a bachelor. I want to ask where are my bad connections?"

The live broadcast room was full of complaints about the sadness of being fooled by fortune tellers in those years.

However, there are also those who hold opposing views.

"That's because you haven't met a reliable fortune teller. I did a fortune teller once in the third grade of elementary school. The fortune teller is very good. Twenty years have passed and everything he said has hit the mark so far."

"Ah? Is anyone really so accurate? What are you calculating?"

"Well, when the master started asking me, is it right that your father is a boy and your mother is a girl? I thought at that time, damn, I met a really good person, so damn accurate!"

"Later, the master said that I could live to be thirty, my wife was a girl, I would be a father, and my father would be a grandfather. Everything was right."

"That's indeed quite accurate. It can actually be calculated that with your IQ, you can live to be thirty years old."

"The above does not count, I am the one who is really accurate. When I was a child, the fortune teller said that I would remove stool when I grow up, so I worked hard and finally succeeded in my studies. After graduating with a master's degree in medicine from a prestigious school, I became an anorectal surgeon."

"This damn sense of fate, it's so damn accurate..."

"Anyway, I believe Yuan Shen won't lie to others."

"You have to believe in science!"

.......

A full hour and a half passed since Li Yuan set up the stall.

Finally welcomed the first customer in his life.

It just looks a bit like someone looking for trouble.

"Fortune-telling is passed down from our ancestors. How old can you still meet a fortune-teller? If you don't learn it well at a young age, can you calculate the lottery results drawn in the afternoon?"

The bald man in his thirties looked at Li Yuan and the stall from beginning to end.

"Brother, you will have good fortune today, of course you can calculate it."

Li Yuan put down his fan and smiled.

The man and the people in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment.

"Yuan Shen, who has entered business mode, really looks like a fairy."

"Not bad, not bad. If it were me ten years ago, I might have been deceived."

"Hey, what kind of algorithm?"

Unexpectedly, Li Yuan would dare to agree.

The man immediately became interested.

No one in the live broadcast room expected that Li Yuan would dare to agree.

"Isn't fortune telling just about career, love, marriage and children, things that can only be verified after several years or even more than ten years?"

"Yes, Yuan Shen is too courageous. He dares to fool you. This big brother looks so aggressive and he is not afraid of getting beaten."

"Maybe Yuan Shen has no intention of coming here again after all this time, so he dared to agree."

"May I ask your surname, brother?"

Li Yuan fanned himself and spoke leisurely.

"My surname is Zhu."

"The surname Zhu ranks seventeenth among hundreds of surnames, so the first two digits of the lottery number are 17."

Li Yuan fan paused and said.

"What?"

The man's big head moved closer, thinking he heard wrongly.

"I'll go, is Yuan Shen such a childish person?"

The audience in the live broadcast room was also confused.

"How old are you this year?"

Li Yuan ignored everyone's shock and continued to ask.

"Thirty-three years old."

The bald man replied calmly.

After he finished, he added: "If you can't calculate correctly today, don't let me see you here in the future, otherwise I will kick you every time I see you."

Li Yuan seemed not to have heard the threats behind him and nodded to himself.

"Thirty-three is a horse, and the horse is the seventh in the Chinese zodiac. The third and fourth numbers are 3 and 7. How many people are in the family?"

"Including my parents, wife and children, there are five of us in total. They all look like pretty boys. What I hate the most are you pretty boys, including little girl Huo Huo."

The bald man was still cursing.

"Then the fifth number is five. How many times do you have sex with your wife on average per week?"

When Li Yuan said this question, the bald man was immediately stunned for half a second.

The people in the live broadcast room didn't expect him to ask such a question.

"Yuan Shen saw that my eldest brother has a very bad attitude. He must have done it on purpose, hahahaha."

"I guess so, but seeing Yuan Shen talking nonsense so seriously, why do I want to laugh so much..."

"It's over, look at that bald man, he seems to be about to take action. Yuan Shen won't get beaten on the first day of live broadcast."

"If the calculation is not accurate, it's not too late to come over to my stall tonight or tomorrow."

Seeing the bald man staring at him with a sinister look on his face, Li Yuan said calmly.

"Four times."

The bald man gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

Li Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, then the sixth number is four. How many times have you been caught cuckolding after getting married?"

Li Yuan asked the last question.

The bald man's blood pressure and anger level skyrocketed.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

The bald man slapped his hand on the table and was about to take action.

The audience in the live broadcast room was immediately shocked.

Many people have opened their dialing keyboards and are ready to press 110.