Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Su Chen thought about it and it was feasible. Anyway, when he was bored, he could do a live broadcast for half an hour every night. It wouldn’t delay anything.

"Okay, then I'll go back and give it a try. Just for fun. If I succeed, it'll be an extra income."

"Although my wife gives me pocket money, it's more reliable to earn my own money. I'm going back to the orphanage for the New Year. Haozi, if you want to go back, I'll take you back on the way."

Wang Hao was a little hesitant. Nothing good happened every time he went home. He couldn't eat or sleep well and was exhausted. As for the money he had, except for the bus fare, he didn't want to keep any of it.

Her voice was a little dull: "If I go back, I want to go to an orphanage. I don't want to go home. Last time my brother was in the hospital, my mother forced me to take money. I didn't take it, and she must have blamed me."

"It's New Year's Day, I want to be happy and not make myself unhappy. To be honest, I'm grateful to that person for helping me, otherwise I wouldn't have a peaceful year."

While eating, he briefly explained what happened.

Su Chen nodded and said with a smile: "That girl is quite nice and warm-hearted. Did you treat her to a meal? Thank you."

Wang Hao shook his head, somewhat helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to treat her, it's just that she's too busy. She said she has multiple jobs and a lot to do, so she really doesn't have time to eat."

"He's very straightforward. We've met twice, both times in the hospital. It's quite fate."

Soon, the two finished eating.

It was still early when Su Chen returned to the villa. He did some quick research and started to register as a metaphysics blogger. There were also metaphysics bloggers on the website, but they accounted for a very small proportion.

There are more bloggers who are curious about the world. They go to places rumored to be haunted, stay there for a night and broadcast live for netizens to see, proving that there are no ghosts in the world.

After watching several live broadcasts in a row, Su Chen turned them off silently.

When he registered and uploaded his avatar, he used an image of a Taoist priest wearing a mask. This was actually him, so he felt comfortable using it. His blogger name was: Taoist Priest Mingchen.

Su Chen looked at the time, set up the mobile phone stand, opened the live broadcast page, entered a self-introduction, and said the two sentences on the sign: If the calculation is not accurate, no charge, calculate first and then pay!

A few people came in slowly and kept asking questions.

[Master, your profile picture is so cool. Just for this picture, I have to follow you.]

[You live stream for half an hour every day. Taoist priest, your live stream is too short. It won't attract people. Why don't you show your face? Others show their faces in metaphysics live streams. Taoist priest, are you a charlatan?]

[Master, I want to have my marriage fortune told. Please help me. If it’s right, I’ll give you money. If it’s wrong, I won’t give you any money.]

The comments were full of laughter, but no one was online for the live broadcast. It was obviously just a joke, so don't take it too seriously.

Su Chen looked calm and did not try to argue. He just went with the flow. If the destined person came, then it would be fine. If no one came, it didn't matter.

A beeping sound was heard. Su Chen took a look and saw that it was a live broadcast connection. He held down the mouse and clicked "Agree". A young woman with a haggard face appeared on the screen.

[Hello, Taoist priest, I would like to calculate a loss, is that okay? ]

[Of course. Please tell me in detail what you are confused about.]

[Okay, Taoist Priest, this is what happened. I took the college entrance exam five years ago, but failed. My grades were usually among the best in the class, and I can't figure out why I failed.]

[In the past few years, this matter has become a source of worry for me. I keep wondering if my life would have been better if I hadn't failed the exam.]

Wen Ning touched her face, which was full of misery. It was obvious that her life was not going well and was about to crush her.

Su Chen nodded, his expression calm.

[Give me your birth date and I'll calculate it for you.]

[Okay, if it's one hang, how much does it cost? ]

[It's not free, today is the first day of the show, it's free, from now on, it will be charged at 1,000 yuan per show.]

[It's free, so good! I'm pretty lucky. Taoist priest, I was born in 20xx, month... Could you please calculate it for me? This is my only wish. I want to know if I passed the exam that year.]

Su Chen calculated on his hands and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He didn't expect that such a thing would happen to him on the first day. Looking at the person on the screen who was obviously haggard and seemed to be a little collapsed, he said in a deep voice.