It was a fortune-telling live broadcast, but one billion people watched it

Fan Shiyan's father was outside smoking and bragging with the village chief. When he saw his son running towards him panting, he raised his eyebrows.

Fan Shiyan was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. There was only one thing in his mind: he really shouldn't be like this. His normal growth and development had been blocked.

If he had gone to the hospital earlier, maybe he would have recovered sooner.

Why did his family have no money? Poverty made his parents avoid sending him to the hospital. If the examination found something wrong, should he be treated?

This subconscious thought actually delayed his physical development!

His parents firmly believed that there was nothing wrong with him, but he knew his own body best and knew that there was indeed something wrong with him.

"Dad, I told you there's something wrong with my body! This anchor said someone poisoned me, and also said if I had gone to the hospital earlier, it would have been detected. We should call the police and arrest the person who poisoned me! It's killing me, it's killing me."

Fan Shiyan held the phone tightly in his right hand and pointed at the cartoon character on it with his left hand.

"Dad, let's go." Fan Shiyan kept pulling at the corner of her father's clothes, "Let's talk over there!"

"Wait for me to talk to the village chief! Just a few words!" Fan Shiyan's father had no choice but to accept his son.

Yue'an State borders China and was once a vassal state of China in ancient times. They have been influenced by Chinese culture and customs, and even have the same custom of favoring boys over girls as China itself.

Although Fan Shiyan's father felt that his son was very rude and there was nothing he could do about it, he still planned to follow his son to the side.

The village chief heard what Fan Shiyan said and couldn't help but ask curiously: "What do you mean by poisoning? Is Ah Yan sick? What's going on? I'm the village chief after all, you can tell me what's going on."

Fan Shiyan's father looked a little embarrassed, as he always felt that his son was suffering from hysteria.

"What disease is there?" Fan Shiyan's father complained, "Ayan is very healthy, he just feels that he is not healthy now, but Ayan's cousin is also like this. Ayan's cousin told me that from a biological point of view, this is called heredity, which is a phenomenon."

The village chief nodded and said, "I understand this. It's like the old ones are not tall, and the young ones are not tall either."

Fan Shiyan's father was not very tall, so it was normal for Fan Shiyan to be short.

Fan Shiyan didn't say anything at first, but just kept pulling at the corner of her father's clothes, and now she became angry.

Probably all Asian men are like this, particularly concerned about their height. Normally, Fan Shiyan would lower his voice when speaking, but now he was anxious and his voice became hoarse.

"Didn't I just say that? The reason I'm not tall now is not genetic. Someone poisoned me. Because I'm still a minor, the anchor didn't tell me the truth directly and asked me to find you. Please write down the information and help me report it to the police later!"

Fan Shiyan's chest was heaving violently. He had already felt aggrieved that his family had not taken him to see a doctor. Now, listening to others talking about heredity, he completely exploded.

"What this anchor from China said is very clear. My symptoms are abnormal! It's a hormone disorder. Someone has been giving me large amounts of female hormones, which has made me fat, prevented me from changing my voice, and turned me into neither male nor female!"

"I was poisoned, I was poisoned! Why do you say I'm destined not to grow tall? I should be able to grow very tall! There's something wrong with my body. If I had gone to the hospital earlier, I would have found it long ago. Even if my family is poor, I must have money for medical treatment. Why don't you give me medical treatment? "

Fan Shiyan's father got a headache from his son's sharp voice.

"You are so rude!" Fan Shiyan's father slapped his son's head hard with his hand. "The adults are talking, and you are yelling here! Why is the family so frugal? It's because of you. You are not tall, so why are you going crazy here? You still have to think that someone poisoned you. Our family has no money, and we have no enemies with anyone. Who poisoned you?!"

Fan Shiyan was knocked back and staggered. If he hadn't been holding on to his phone tightly, the phone would have been knocked to the ground.

[??? What’s wrong with this father! His son screamed heartbreakingly, and the father came up and slapped him? ]

[Yue Anguo is a bit like our country, emphasizing patriarchy. It was obvious that the father was talking to someone else, and Fan Shiyan interrupted like this, making the father feel rude.]

[It's really scary. When I saw Fan Shiyan's father, I felt like I saw myself at that time.]

[It’s like this every time I connect with overseas broadcasters. I have to waste a lot of time explaining things. But when I connect with domestic live broadcasters, the rhythm is much more comfortable.]

【I am different from everyone else. I am particularly looking forward to connecting with people from abroad so that I can give those young foreigners some shock! 】

[I also like the overseas links +1. Every time I link overseas, there will be a major case! I guess this time is also a major case. ]

[It's just an estrogen injection. Compared with other connections, this is really too small...]

[I don’t like to hear this. This matter will have a lifelong impact on the child. How can it not be an impact? I think this anchor is very good. ]

Because Fan Shiyan kept holding the phone, the camera of the phone swept across the village chief's face. Sangsang memorized the village chief's appearance and scanned his affairs through the melon-eating radar.

The village chief's son would call two minutes later and say that his classmates were coming to the village to sketch, and asked them to clean up the house, especially to renovate the toilet. Among the classmates this time was a girl from a well-off family, and he liked her.

So, Sangsang told this story, and the melon-eating system 888 was responsible for translating her words into Yuean language.

"Huh?" The village chief didn't expect the host to talk about him out of the blue. There was such an interesting thing. His son called him a minute later?

"Don't listen to what this cartoon character says." Fan Shiyan's father was displeased with his son and the cartoon character on his mobile phone.

Although Fan Shiyan's father said this, fifty-five seconds later, the village chief's son called.

The melon-eating system 888 started to speak the words on the phone synchronously, which overlapped with the words of the village chief's son.

The village chief was usually very happy when he received a call from his son, but at this moment his mouth was wide open, and he was completely shocked.

Because the village chief's cell phone was not playing, Fan Shiyan's father looked normal. He even felt confused and wondered what was going on.

When the village chief saw that Fan Shiyan's father looked disapproving, he immediately hung up his phone.

The village chief's son talked about his classmates coming, especially some girls in his class whom he liked. His voice was shy, while the voice of the melon-eating system 888 was emotionless.

But they came together, which made Fan Shiyan's father open his mouth wide and was completely stunned.