Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

Team Li's men arrived at the scene quickly and worked with Team Li to escort the four people into the police car.

The rest of the people didn't know what was going on, and whispers came from all directions.

Maybe the nature of human beings is to eat melons.

"Are you really friends with her?" Pei Qian frowned and suddenly spoke.

"Ah? Who?" Qin Yanran clapped her hands, straightened her back, and followed the main group.

Pei Qian followed closely behind: "Yao Qianying."

"I don't know her, hehe, thank you Xiao Qianqian for recognizing my acting skills!" Qin Yanran took Pei Qian's arm, her eyebrows curved, very cute.

As usual, Pei Qian raised his hand, pushed Qin Yanran away, and sneered: "Get out of the way, don't stick to me."

Without waiting for Qin Yanran, he sat down in the main seat, stretched out his legs casually, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and rested.

Qin Yanran curled her lips and followed him. Just like when she came, she sat next to Pei Qian. She also leaned closer to Pei Qian quietly, turned on her phone, and started watching the live broadcast.

"Miss, are you going home or somewhere else?" the driver asked in a low voice.

"go home."

Qin Yanran exited Xuan Che's live broadcast room. That man's live broadcast room was boring at all. He just sat there without saying a word, which caused dissatisfaction among many fans.

The most satisfied ones are the CP fans of Master Jiang and Xuan Che.

They all agreed that Xuan Che was just trying to get closer to Master Jiang.

They even gave it a nickname: Show off your ginger soup.

Qin Yanran entered Master Jiang's live broadcast room, and Jiang Ling was like an emotionless robot, solving problems for those who sought help.

The person seeking help: "Master Jiang, I have been having nightmares recently. Am I being haunted by some ghost?"

Jiang Ling: "The frequent dreams caused by excessive work pressure have nothing to do with ghosts. Pay more attention to rest and you can consult a Chinese medicine doctor for treatment."

The person seeking help suddenly understood and nodded frantically.

After Jiang Ling received the notification that the person seeking help had passed, she hung up the call and moved on to the next person seeking help.

Within a minute or two, the second person asking for help was replaced in the live broadcast room.

The person asking for help: "Master Jiang, it's really Master Jiang, I got Master Jiang, that's great, son, come here quickly!"

The woman called out and pulled her son in front of the camera.

"Master Jiang, my son is fourteen years old now. He used to be very well-behaved, doing whatever he was asked to do and having a cheerful personality. Now he not only doesn't talk, but also always looks like the whole family owes him something. During the holidays, he doesn't go out to play with other children, but just holds his mobile phone. If you don't let him play with his mobile phone, he will sulk alone. I seriously suspect that he is in a premature relationship. Master Jiang, is my son in an online relationship? If it's not an online relationship, then he is possessed by evil spirits!"

Many teenagers in the live broadcast room stood on the boy's side and expressed their opinions.

Many parents resonated strongly with this mother.

[Yes, yes, my child also has this problem. ]

[Let’s not talk about the fact that we are in the rebellious period of adolescence. Sometimes we don’t even know what we are thinking, and we feel depressed for no reason. Then our parents will start to make trouble for us. It’s really annoying.]

[Can you kids be more considerate of your parents? Is it easy for us to raise you and take care of you? We are not angry yet, but you are quite angry.]

[We have our own troubles, okay? Don't link everything to premature love. Study, friendship, family, which one doesn't require more energy than premature love? ]

[I have a lot of pressure from studying on weekdays. Five of my family of six are staring at me. How can I be happy? If I occasionally play games to relax, they will say I am wasting my time.]

[We parents are not forbidding you to play, but can you play with something healthy? Holding a mobile phone won't hurt your eyes? Aren't you addicted? Mobile phones are something that even adults like us cannot control ourselves! ]

[I am dying of laughter. Uncles and aunts, do you really think that we can only play with our phones? Is there a possibility that we can only play with our phones? Asking you for some money to go out and play is harder than climbing to the sky. What's the matter? You want us to go out and stare at each other? What to play? What to play for free? ]

[Alas, nowadays, children are more talkative than each other, and they don’t consider the difficulties of us adults at all. ]

Children have their own difficulties, and adults have their own troubles, and they quarreled fiercely in the live broadcast room.

None of these seemed to affect Jiang Ling. She knew clearly that the person she wanted to help was the person seeking help.

Jiang Ling glanced at the fourteen-year-old boy. The boy had a stern face and looked very reluctant, exuding resistance.

"He is not in a premature love relationship, nor is he possessed by evil spirits." Jiang Ling opened her thin lips slightly.

"How is that possible? Why has my son become such a different person? Master Jiang, there must be something fishy going on, right? This child is full of resentment every day and looks like he's about to die."

The woman was anxious and poked the boy's temple hard with her index finger.

The boy turned his head away angrily and tried to leave, but the woman held him tightly and said through gritted teeth, "Why are you running? Master Jiang is treating you, stay here!"

[Mother, is your attitude too extreme? ]

【It’s enough to live in such a family. 】

[Are all children like this nowadays? My daughter is the same, she has a bad temper, doesn’t like to talk, and won’t even fart even if you hit her with a stick. It makes me so angry! ]

[Can some parents reflect on themselves? ]

Jiang Ling: "He is not sick and does not need treatment."

"Impossible! My son was never like this before!" The woman thought that her son was either hiding something from her or was mentally ill.

Jiang Ling: "Have you noticed that you are different from before?"

When the boy heard Jiang Ling say this, his eyes flickered. He stopped struggling and prepared to continue listening.

The woman was stunned and immediately retorted, "I'm different? How am I different? I've always been his mother, serving him three meals a day, never letting him do housework, and being like an emperor at home. I serve him, and there's something wrong with my service?"

Jiang Ling: "No, he is in the ninth grade now. You think this is the most critical year in his life. You keep a close eye on him and make him feel suffocated. He also said he wanted to go out and play, and asked you for money to buy milk tea, but you said milk tea is unhealthy and expensive, and gave him a bottle of mineral water instead."

Both mother and son looked unhappy for a moment.

Jiang Ling continued: "When other friends each hold a cup of milk tea, what do you think your son will think?"

"They are just kids, why would there be so many problems?" the woman said stubbornly.

"Children of this age are the most sensitive. Since then, he no longer wants to go out to play. Apart from studying, his only form of entertainment at home is playing with his phone. But in your eyes, as long as he plays with his phone for two minutes, he has played with it for a whole day. You insult him indiscriminately. And you are his mother, what can he say?"

Every word Jiang Ling said was like a ray of light, illuminating the boy's dark heart bit by bit.

Finally someone understood him.

The woman's face was frozen. She looked at the rapidly changing comments in the live broadcast room and moved her mouth for a long time without uttering a word.

Jiang Ling: "What you need is an equal conversation."

The woman was filled with shame. She clicked the "pass" button and hurriedly exited the live broadcast room.

While the live broadcast room was still discussing the problems between adolescent children and their parents, Jiang Ling had already connected with the next person seeking help.

In less than three hours, Jiang Ling had solved the problems of nearly forty people seeking help.

On average, one person is seen every two to three minutes.

The sound from Jiang Ling's live broadcast room continued.

Pei Qian suddenly felt his elbow sink. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Qin Yanran's little head resting on his elbow, her eyes closed and her breathing even.

This... fell asleep?

Pei Qian extended his index finger and pushed.

The little black head fell down and fell into his arms.

"Tsk, kid, didn't I tell you..."

Qin Yanran did not sleep all night last night and was now at her limit. As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep and could not hear Pei Qian's angry voice at all.

Pei Qian pushed Qin Yanran again in annoyance and straightened Qin Yanran.

He placed his hands behind his head and continued to close his eyes and rest.

The next second, a tingling sensation in his thigh made him stiffen all over.