Quick Wear: The Vicious Female Supporting Character Starts to Make Trouble in the Period Literature

Chapter 172 After Seeing the Countdown to Life (6)

Yu Zhu saw that the number on the girl's head was not stable, and was about to change back to the original number, so the corners of Yu Zhu's mouth twitched.

I still haven't experienced the beatings of the society, and was easily deceived by a man who only has cheap and false feelings.

In the end, I got nothing except my illness and a few tears of drama when I died on the operating table.

"This boyfriend is good. He can talk about love, put on airs, and make his partner stay at the most beautiful age of 25 forever. If you meet this kind of man, just bury him."

The girl's heart burst into pink bubbles, and all the bubbles burst.

"What does it mean to be stuck at 25?"

She asked this question, but she didn't know that when she said the number 25, her heart beat strangely and fast.

"What do you mean by becoming a thing that weighs only five catties for one person and a box?" Yu Zhu asked back.

The girl's face turned pale and she stopped talking. She didn't know whether she should believe this sentence, but she was very flustered and wanted to go home immediately, not even her boyfriend.

"I want to go back."

After saying this, the girl turned around, took a taxi and left regardless of her boyfriend's expression.

No matter how hard the man chased him, he couldn't run the four-wheeled car, so he could only stare at Yu Zhu sullenly, and hurriedly took a taxi to chase him.

Yu Zhu didn't bother to care about this kind of look, the girl's life has been stabilized at less than 78 years old, even if the man catches up with her, no matter how much she talks, the two will never get together.

"Miss Sister, you're awesome, you've done such a good job breaking up couples, don't call it a fortune teller, it's more appropriate to call it a breakup master." A young man appeared out of nowhere and gave Yu Zhu a thumbs up Said.

Yu Zhu glanced at it, "This is an additional service, do you understand?"

The boy smiled and nodded, and walked over with the safety button he just bought and sat down on the plastic stool.

"Then young lady, let me do the math. I just have ten yuan left."

Putting the crumpled ten-dollar bill on the table, "Is it okay to count a ten-dollar bill?"

Yu Zhu took the ten yuan, and he didn't dislike the little one at all.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

"What kind of?"

"I saw you telling that young lady that she would become a box when she lived to be 25 years old. You can count with me how old I was when I became a box."

Yu Zhu glanced at the numbers on his head.

"22 is old."

A boy who is just 22 years old this year, "... I will still believe it a little bit if Miss Sister says she is one year older."

But saying that he is 22 years old is not an obvious lie. If he really can only live to this age, others will be gone long ago. How can he be a big wrong here, and he wasted ten yuan.

The young man sighed for the ten yuan he had lost, You Yuan glanced at the liar and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yu Zhu.

"It's better to cancel the flight on March 21, otherwise you'll be waiting for you in boxes."

The family did buy a plane ticket for that day, and the young man who was going to a relative's house for a drink suddenly turned his head back.

"How did you know I was going to be on that flight that day?"

"I'm in the fortune-telling business, why do you think I know?" Yu Zhu said, taking out a talisman from his pocket.

"You are my first guest today, and I will give you a safe talisman for free. Also, ask your family to cancel this flight too. If you must travel this far, take the high-speed train instead."

The young man left the stall in a daze, and when he was far away, he looked at the talisman that was put together with the Pingan buckle, and thinking of what Yu Zhu said, he clenched the two things tightly.

He took out his phone and opened the app, refunded the plane ticket, and posted what Yu Zhu said in the family group.

Seeing the swipe of the screen saying that he was cheated, the boy stood silently for a while, typing on the screen with his fingers.

[However, she doesn't know that we have a flight that day. ]
This sentence caused silence in the family group for a few minutes, and finally it was his grandfather's voice.

[Then take the high-speed rail, not just the plane. ]
Seeing that his parents and cousin all sent emoticons of approval, the boy's heart fell to the ground.

When boarding the bus, the teenager thought about the more than 100 people on the plane. Even if they canceled the flight, some people would still buy it. If something happens, it will happen eventually.

The teenager knew that he would be treated as if he had escaped from a mental hospital, but he still couldn't let it go.

After that, on an anonymous forum with the highest daily activity, I posted a post about not taking the flight that day, and also brought some information about the ticket.

The boy put down his phone after posting, but he didn't notice that the talisman in his pocket lit up.

The post sent from the mobile phone was sent to every passenger who bought the flight and the crew's mobile phone with weird accuracy.

For half an hour, no matter which software they clicked on, it wouldn’t work no matter how they turned off the phone. The post seemed to be welded to their mobile phone, and they couldn’t cancel it no matter what.

Let these people think that their mobile phone is infected with some kind of virus, and even show it to professionals, but there is no virus or program interference, and everything on the mobile phone is normal.

Inexplicably, the person who read this rumor-like post for half an hour: ... What the hell are you telling me it's normal?
This incident happened strangely, and it was posted on the Internet to make complaints about it, but the weirder thing was yet to come, the Weibo account of the complaint seemed to have greeted the president.

It was posted by an account with only a dozen or so zombie fans, but it was pushed to the top, and the speed at which the blogger felt like he was dreaming quickly made it to Hot 1, followed by a black-red The explosion word.

Poster: ...is he popular?

No one knows whether he is popular or not, but this Weibo post is pushed to every mobile phone that can handle it.

This Weibo contains a huge amount of content, and the Weibo side is also afraid of causing major troubles.

But I don't know what's going on, their technical staff are all in battle, but they can't tear down the Weibo, and they can't get it off, just follow some great master behind it.

There were too many people reading Weibo, and the popularity was high, so the aviation company had to come out and post an explanation on Weibo.

But the most popular ones on Weibo are Gang Jing, and what they say is useless. What should be said about them is still talking about it, and there is not much relief.

The key point is that not only the public began to question their company, but even the people above them for some reason, also focused on this matter, asking them to produce evidence to prove to the public that their aircraft is extremely safe.

The aviation company complained incessantly, and could only accept the experts arranged by the above to inspect the plane live, prove their innocence, and suppress bad public opinion.

They thought well, and although their company's aircraft had problems, it was 30 to years ago. At that time, the network was not developed, and there were no major problems.

But this time they decided to start a live broadcast, and the experts checked the plane meticulously, and they really found a problem.

There was a slight problem with the plane, which even the travel inspection could not detect.

But this thing flies at such a high altitude, a small flaw can kill a person in a plane, and a small problem instantly becomes a big problem that can kill people.

(End of this chapter)