thefictionvixens Chapter 337: The Small-minded Zong Ye
Chapter 337: The Small-minded Zong Ye
His words made the audience frown.
Everyone thinks that with such a good opportunity, even if they don’t ask about the Mark Six lottery numbers, they have to ask where to buy scratch tickets, or buy some assets, right?
A stable job...what the hell is that!?
The middle-aged man's words caused Zong Ye to look askance. He glanced at him and said in a cold voice, "Your fate is like this. Your fate is only suitable for starting your own business, not for working for others."
"But I don't have the capital." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
He looks well-dressed, but in fact, he knows his family's conditions best.
If it weren't for the invitation from today's program team, he wouldn't have changed into this decent outfit -
Zongye glanced at him without any emotion. "Your fate is opposite to your wife's, so the two of you are always taking detours. You go into business and let her go to work, and the problems at home will naturally be solved."
"As for the capital... go buy the Mark Six lottery, and I can tell you the numbers so you can win enough to set up a stall."
The man listened to Zong Ye's voice as cold as a machine, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. "Master, my wish is to find a stable job." He was not asked to change his wish.
Before the boy got Zongye's two "if" answers, he said in a low voice: "Isn't your wish to let Master Ye help you fulfill your wish of making money?"
Although it sounded a bit confusing, the audience understood it.
When the audience was criticizing Zong Ye, Tan Shutian was very calm. You smiled at Zong Ye and said, "Master Tan Shutian is always looking at No. 89 next to you. What's wrong? Do you want to fulfill the wish of No. 89 next to you?"
My face looked very ugly. I felt like a ball that was being kicked out by Zongye impatiently.
Is it okay for me to vent my feelings to others in that way?
But so what?
Am I so arbitrary?
In the end, the person Ye Zhiyu drew for Zong Ye was not No. 89, the boy.
Look at Zongye's face, it's whiter than the white ink paintings we used to do in art class.
You need to stay away from me.
Woman No. 88 pursed her lips and walked to Wang Jialiang's side.
"This... you just said it."
The boy seemed to hear the anger in Tan Shu's tone. You are still challenging my authority.
Of course, the boy went to the bathroom at that time and was not rushed out.
Very boyish.
"explain."
Xiaojia also came to his senses.
He seemed to have some obsession with the girl next to Ye Zhiyu. When he was talking to the man, he couldn't help but look down at the boy's body.
When you came to your senses, you were not standing next to Tan Shu.
Yes, my fame will surely spread throughout Hong Kong tomorrow.
Is it to act behind so few eyes?
Tan Shutian comforted me, "If anything happens, you will help him fulfill his wish."
The boy interrupted me as soon as Zongye finished speaking.
Zong Ye did not reply to Ye Zhiyu's words, but looked at the boy with a heavy gaze, "Give him another chance, he——"
So, Zongye nodded politely, "You are wrong. In the end, it was Ye Zhiyu who picked number 89, and you should have been your lucky audience."
The audience also began to feel depressed. Does Taoism emphasize fate?
Zong Ye, who was occasionally looked up to, was so proud that he didn't even glance at the boy's face or guess his mood. I nodded proudly, "Of course, just let him say it."
"Really?" Woman No. 88's eyes lit up instantly. That was really bad news for Tian Xiao.
It's his fault!
You know I just made a move on Ye Zhiyu, so Ye Zhiyu drew number 89 in the first draw.
That girl wants Zong Ye to help you fulfill your wish, but you just want Wang Jialiang to help you fulfill your wish!
You are such a great teacher, why are your thoughts still so extreme?
As for Zongye——
By then, the whole of Hong Kong will know that I am a virtuous young teacher who hates to snatch other people’s fruits.
Why should I explain to others what I do?
You looked at the boy next to you. "Just now, when Da Wang was drawing lots for Teacher Tan Shu, he didn't draw his number. Now, I want him to be my wish list guest. Is he willing?"
He secretly cursed Zong Ye for being difficult to serve.
Why do you still have to beg so weakly?
If Zong Ye wants to take the person over, he should at least ask the person concerned for his opinion, right?
Tan Shu thought that boy No. 89 had come to terms with it.
Zongye expected that the boy's wish would be that. I looked down at you, "What did he just say? Did he... say it again?"
My tone sounded bad, I asked you to come over as alms, as a gift.
You puffed your cheeks and looked at Zongye, and then an idea suddenly flashed in your mind, as if you thought of something that would make Zongye feel comfortable, and the expression on your face suddenly brightened up.
As you spoke, you held down Zongye's arm tightly, pushing your magic power into my arm to control my movements.
I see defiance in your eyes.
"Then I'm sorry, I can't fulfill your wish. I give up."
Tan Shu raised her eyes and met Wang Jialiang's gaze.
When the boy heard what Wang Jialiang said, his face turned pale.
"You..." The boy wanted to agree, but when he looked up at Zongye, he knew why he suddenly became distracted.
"No. 88, let him come here." Tan Shutian took my provocation to heart and just waved to No. 88 who had a pale face.
He's a little fool!
Number 89 was just here. Does it mean that I am not destined to be with that person?
"Master Zongye, is he really going to help you fulfill your wish?" Boy No. 89 looked at my handsome face and asked with a smile.
Tan Shutian did not refute this.
"Yes, I need you! You are Master Ye!"
The boy stood beside Tan Shu with a bad look on his face, and asked you, "What is his wish?"
So Zongye accepts the person Ye Zhiyu chose for the seventh time in his heart?
You hate the way I behave, and your eighth sense tells you that I am a bad person.
I wanted it, so I took it!
Hearing this, Zongye lost his patience.
Perhaps sensing that Zong Ye was really angry, Tan Shutian hurriedly pulled the boy in front of her and said to Zong Ye with a smile, "Master Zong Ye, you are still old enough to know how powerful you are. You must be careful to have a special experience with you."
"Ah? Did Master Zongye hear it clearly?"
Tan Shu glanced at Wang Jialiang, and the provocation in her eyes was very obvious.
Audience: “…” He is incredible!
Feeling that Zong Ye was really angry, Wang Jialiang stepped down and held down the shoulder where I was about to move. "Zong Ye, what is he going to do?"
"Hehe, I didn't expect that Master Zongye was so persistent about his lucky audience. Do you think it can't be changed at will?" Ye Zhiyu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a smile, trying to smooth things over.
Actually, yes, it’s you who thought so badly that you made me so mad.
Now, anyone could see that Zongye didn't want to solve the man's problem.