Claire Zhao is a loyal user of Strawberry Live. She doesn’t like to choose anchors based on the platform’s recommendations, and often discovers some unknown but very interesting newcomers.
About half a year ago, she found a handsome young man in the singing and dancing area. His singing and dancing skills were not particularly special, but his handsome face was really attractive.
Therefore, when Claire received the reminder that "Yunlan is broadcasting live", he jumped directly into the other party's live broadcast room without thinking.
The small anchor doesn't have many fans. At most, there are only three-digit active fans. In addition, he has been absent from updating recently, so there are even fewer people in the live broadcast room at the moment.
Today is a weekday, and there is indeed not much traffic at 10 a.m. If Claire hadn't taken sick leave, she wouldn't have been able to lie on the sofa so leisurely.
Turning up the screen brightness a bit, Claire suddenly discovered that this young anchor nicknamed "Yunlan" had changed a lot. The incongruous soft light beauty of the past had all disappeared. The young man in white sat in front of the computer without saying a word, making people feel as if the heat had subsided.
The original owner was naturally beautiful, but she didn't want to make a name for herself in the anchor industry. Strawberry Live was just a stepping stone for her. Sean knew very well that the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family should not show up in public.
So he deliberately turned on exaggerated beauty effects and turned himself into an internet celebrity with an ugly face that could hardly be concealed.
But Samuel did not have this concern. The old man gave him the ethereal name "Samuel", but he was essentially still the mortal named Ji Xiaowu.
He loves money, power and beauty. He is reluctant to let the pearl be covered in dust because of its good looks which is a mixture of his own characteristics and those of the original owner.
The original owner had a delicate and pure appearance, and looked like a face of a "submissive who needed a man to love her well", but Samuel had a sense of integrity in his bones from years of pretending to be a charlatan, and when he didn't speak, he was able to neutralize that vulgarity very well.
With the help of the high-definition camera, the impact on Claire was even more obvious. The beauty who was about to be forgotten in her memory suddenly came alive.
She took a look at the name of the live broadcast room "s3xy Taoist Priest Online Fortune Telling" and almost suspected that she had walked into the wrong room. The host in the singing and dancing area didn't open his voice to practice dancing, so how could he learn fortune telling from a sorcerer?
Before she could even start typing, a light-colored bullet screen passed by in the live broadcast room.
[Lanlan has changed a lot. She won't dance today? ]
"Not for the time being," the young man smiled gently, as if he had suddenly fallen from the clouds into the mundane world. He supported his chin with one hand, and his tone was a little nonchalant, "There has been no improvement in half a year, I want to try a transformation."
Transformation? What the hell! If you had just shown this clean face earlier, how could you have ended up with only 2,000 fans today?
Claire pounded the sofa in frustration, thinking that the young anchor was simply a fool.
[Fortune telling? I heard that this kind of metaphysics is not accurate...]
With such a flowery statement, the fan who posted the barrage obviously took the young man's feelings into consideration. But before Samuel could say anything, another unfriendly barrage popped up.
[There are many things to learn, but you should learn to deceive people. This is not the way to play tricks. 】
Unlike Samuel's original world, although this world also has various Taoist classics, when people talk about the existence of heavenly masters, they only think of the liar wearing sunglasses and pretending to be blind under the overpass.
Because of their different worldviews, Samuel was too lazy to argue with the other party. In his early years, he was also one of those who pretended to be blind under the overpass, and he had heard such words countless times.
Anyway, the original owner rarely interacts with fans, so no matter how he changes, no one will jump out to question him.
"I've read some books recently, so I wanted to give it a try." Samuel answered good-temperedly, trying his best to imitate the original owner's appearance. After all, this is a software under the Qin family, and who knows if anyone in the Qin family is watching it now.
The original plot can be violated, but he must provide sufficient reasons and buffers.
On the other side, Mr. Henry, who was sitting on the top floor of Qin’s Building, opened a pink software for some unknown reason.
After investigating Sean's information, Victor, who had a photographic memory, of course still remembered the other party's pretentious ID. He found the dance that the young man had recorded before and watched it, but he no longer had the disturbed feeling he had last night.
Perhaps it was because the filter was too heavy, or perhaps the other person wrapped himself up too tightly. In short, in Victor's eyes, the young man jumping around in the picture was no different from anyone else.
It turned out to be an illusion after a nightmare. Victor raised his hand and rubbed his temple. He didn't want to waste more time on irrelevant people, but when he returned to Yun Lan's homepage and saw the "live broadcast" light up under the other party's ID, he subconsciously clicked on it.
"...I want to try transformation."
Because he entered at an inappropriate time, Victor only heard the second half of the sentence. He glanced at the name of the live broadcast room and frowned deeply.
Heavenly master, fortune teller, and s3xy? This Sean really doesn't know what she's talking about.
She supported her chin as if she had no bones. She didn't look at all like the well-behaved and polite girl she was in front of Lucas, nor did she look like the dull girl in the dance practice video.
It seemed as if after the thunder yesterday, the other party suddenly came back to life.
He closed the interface casually, assuming that last night was just an accident, and Mr. Qin San threw himself into his work again. Anyway, this person had impure intentions, so he would not suffer any loss even if he was used as a substitute by Lucas.
Victor's side was back on track, and Samuel's side was just beginning to become lively. In this age where appearance is justice, his face was indeed the best weapon to break the deadlock.
Although she is not famous, even the smallest anchor will have a few die-hard fans. When they see their small anchor being criticized by outsiders, they immediately actively support her--- [Calculate! Just based on Lanlan's face, you can calculate anything you want! ]
[I can’t take it anymore... Lanlan, your smile is too soft! You need to keep a straight face to look more impressive!]
[fcuk! I haven't seen you for a few days. Did you have plastic surgery? ]
There weren't many comments in the live broadcast room, so Samuel wasn't dazzled by them. He pointed at the comment that said "Calculate", but he still didn't hide his soft smile: "Student Zhao, do you have anything you want to calculate?"
Claire, who was lying on the sofa, was stunned. She never expected that she would be the first lucky winner.
She looked at the young man's well-proportioned fingers and suddenly forgot how to respond.
"Xiao Zhao, are you still there?"
The voice coming from the headset brought Claire back to her senses. She quickly typed on the keyboard: [I'm here, I'm here. Lanlan, what do you want to do? ]
"Can I send you a photo of me without makeup?" Samuel asked openly, shaking his finger, "I guarantee with my character that I will never share it with anyone else."
In the profession of Taoist priest, what he is best at is observing qi and physiognomy. Although qi and physiognomy are changing all the time, some basics will not be easily changed. Even if it is just a photo separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, he can still see a lot of useful information.
[Private chat photos? 66666, nowadays, anchors have so many tricks to deceive people. ]
[You want a photo right away, girl, you better be careful! 】
[Please don't say anything nonsense in front of me, okay? Our Lanlan is not that kind of person! ]
The traffic of Strawberry Live is huge. As long as the live broadcast starts, there will be more or less new viewers coming in. The barrage of comments is very noisy, but Samuel did not urge them. He just stared at the camera with a smile and said nothing.
The young man's eyes were charming and elegant, but his pupils were indescribably moist and clear. Claire, who was seduced by his beauty, gritted her teeth and finally sent the other party a photo in private message.
Anyway, she is just an ordinary person, and no one will pay attention even if the photos are exposed.
The private chat notification sounded, and Samuel didn't expect that this fan would be so straightforward. Fortunately for him, the girl in the photo, who looked average, was so straightforward that she didn't even turn on the soft light.
Samuel was a man of few words and had a noble character. After a moment of hesitation, he felt that his words would hurt others.
But the audience in the live broadcast room was unaware of his concerns. Seeing that the young man in front of the camera did not respond for a long time, those who did not believe in metaphysics immediately started to make a fuss--- [Why did the anchor not speak? Could it be that he was not in a good state and could not calculate? ]
[Just say that these metaphysical theories are unreliable, only some girls who only care about appearance believe them. ]
[It’s okay to get slapped in the face right now, but remember to find someone to help you next time! ]
"He lost his father at a young age, his biological mother died early, he has a strong personality, and was adopted. Well... he must have had a conflict with his boss recently." Without replying to the mocking comments, Samuel calmly stated his judgment. He did not ask whether it was right or wrong, as if all the answers had already been hidden in his heart.
A physiognomist observes body size, appearance, yin and yang, the five elements, spirit and voice. Just based on a photo taken a few months ago, even if the master himself came, he might not be able to see more than Samuel.
This most superficial physiognomy can only be considered ordinary in Samuel's career. However, for Claire, who has little contact with metaphysics, it is already a miraculous accuracy.
Just as the young man said, her biological mother died early, dying of heavy bleeding during childbirth when she was just born. When she was seven years old, her father who loved her mother deeply also died of depression. After that, she stayed in an orphanage for several years before being adopted by her current family.
As for her personality and her boss, what the other party said was not wrong. She had a straightforward temper and had argued with her boss many times over a major project in recent months.
With her mouth wide open in surprise, Claire excitedly typed: [I got it all right! Do you know me? ]
Shaking his head, Samuel was not surprised by the other party's answer. Although he could not infer the other party's present and future just by looking at the photo, it was not difficult to calculate the past.
"I've never seen it before. I can tell from your face." Regardless of the comments in the live broadcast room that were shouting "hiring a favor" and "cheating", Master Ji, who was already used to facing all kinds of doubts, raised his eyebrows and said, "If anyone doesn't believe me, please send me a private message with a photo to slap me in the face."
"Remember, you have to be bare-faced."
The elegant and freehand look of his raised eyebrow instantly dazzled the eyes of everyone in front of the screen.
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