"Fuck, what the hell!"
In the commentary box, a beautiful young girl made a shocked sound.
"ah?"
The male commentator next to the girl followed her gaze in confusion.
What came into view was a young boy with bright eyes, wearing a red and white team uniform and looking radiant. He turned his head and listened, with a slight smile on his lips and a pair of dimples looming.
A beautiful boy with a very elegant and sunny look.
The male commentator was stunned.
Shangjing DY. Fu Xun, the divine assistant of KPL.
The male commentator laughed and said: "Xiaowan is so humorous. Most of us use the word 'god' to describe Fu Xun."
He thought that the girl was a fan of Fu Xun, and she would inevitably be excited after not seeing her idol for two years.
"Besides, how can there be such a handsome ghost as Fu Xun?"
The girl was startled for a moment and then realized and laughed: "Yes, how can there be such a good-looking ghost as the Assistant God? Haha."
She pretended to be a fan of the famous name.
But under the dazzling light, watching the scene that no one could see——
On the right arm of the handsome boy named Fu Xun, there was a devilish little ghost hanging on his right arm.
In just a moment, the kid seemed to notice her gaze, and turned around and bared his teeth fiercely at her.
…
"Let's congratulate DY on coming to Beijing!"
…
As the female commentator this time, Lin Jiangwan not surprisingly received the task of interviewing the champion players after the game.
Looking at the five grown boys standing in a row, Lin Jiangwan first set his sights on Fu Xun, Xin Yi.
Faced with the assistant of God who retired for two years and won the championship when he came back, Lin Jiangwan said: "I won the championship when I came back. What is Fu Xun most want to say at this moment?"
Her eyes were not entirely focused on the boy, but she glanced at the gray little devil hanging on his right arm.
Xin Yi smiled as if he didn't know anything about it and said: "Thank you to my teammates, thank you to the coach, thank you to my fans, thank you to my parents."
This silly statement made Lin Jiangwan maintain a perfect smile: "..."
But in her heart, she thought of the little wild orange cat she had raised in the temple, which looked exactly the same.
How about saving him once?
Thinking about it, she glanced at the little devil again thoughtfully.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, the kid happened to turn his head and meet Lin Jiangwan's gaze, grinning fiercely at her again.
For just a moment, Lin Jiangwan felt unusually cold in what was already a scorching June day.
Her eyes darkened slightly.
What a keen filth.
This little devil is full of resentment.
Dirty things generally only dare to come out in the cool midnight hours, especially things like imps who are afraid of the sun.
And he is already able to wander around unscrupulously on a bright sunny day. It would be fine if he stayed in the world out of regret, but he is absorbing the yang energy of living people and growing in the direction of evil things.
If he is not punished, he will stand up and take charge, or even disrupt the order of reincarnation.
This thing definitely cannot be kept for a long time.
After mentioning a few issues that everyone is most concerned about about the DY team and Fu Xun, the post-game interview ended.
When they returned to the backstage, Lin Jiangwan called out to Xin Yi.
Xin Yi signaled to his teammates to leave first and stayed behind.
He lowered his head, then raised his head to face Lin Jiangwan, with a faint smile on his face, quietly waiting for her next words.
Lin Jiangwan looked at the person in front of him who looked as warm as the spring breeze. It was hard to imagine him being entangled in dirty things until he lost himself.
She thought for a moment and said, "I really saw a ghost."
She glanced at Xin Yi's right arm complicatedly, and then said: "Climb on your right arm."
"I didn't lie to you." Lin Jiangwan quickly added, fearing that people would think he was a mental patient.
This is a bit of a cover-up.
"..."
The boy opposite was silent.
Lin Jiangwan, who didn't hear any sound, said: "..." I should have known better and stopped talking :)
Just when she thought someone was going to call her "idiot", Xin Yi said: "Well, what next?"
Don’t curse?
And—then what?
Lin Jiangwan opened his mouth and was about to answer when he heard the boy say: "Are you trying to say that you have treasures to sell to me, or do you want to introduce someone to me?"
"How do you set a price for a treasure?"
A warm smile hung on Xin Yi's beautiful face: "If he is a master, there is no need to introduce him."
He could see that he was haunted by ghosts, and he believed that the girl in front of him must have something extraordinary.
As for the master, forget it.
Because he has a "loving mother" at home, he has been in contact with ghosts since he was a child, and he has already been able to feel the existence of those dirty things.
I have seen many famous masters, but none of them have found relief.
He no longer believes in the so-called master.
Lin Jiangwan paused and looked at Xin Yi sincerely with his beautiful almond-shaped eyes: "Do you believe me?"
Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, not fully understanding what she meant, "Are you telling me that I'm afraid of you selling fake goods to me?"
Lin Jiangwan shook his head.
Xin Yi tilted his head and looked at her: "That's it?"
Lin Jiangwan pointed at himself and said clearly and clearly, "I, Master."
Xin Yi: "..."
To be honest, if asked again, he still wouldn't expect the so-called master to be herself.
The young boy couldn't help but close his eyes and hold his forehead, sighing in one breath, and the three-piece suit was completed smoothly.
Xin Yi lowered his arms and looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression.
However, he was in his early twenties and looked younger than him.
She is estimated to be about 160cm tall. She is wearing a white dark-patterned airplane sleeves with a halterneck necklace, and a brown old Kong Mansion flower-and-bird horse face skirt. Her already slender figure is made even more fragile by the gentle and ancient style. Fufeng.
Looking at it this way, let alone a master of metaphysics, you can't even tell that she is a game commentator.
"It seems you don't believe me anymore." Lin Jiangwan interpreted the answer from his expression.
"..." Xin Yi was silent, it was really hard for anyone to believe this.
From the moment she called him, Lin Jiangwan was prepared not to be trusted, but he was not discouraged at this time.
She said: "Well, let me first see your face and tell you about your past. What do you think?"
Xin Yi wanted to refuse directly, but when he looked into her eyes, he saw pure seriousness.
He silently nodded in agreement.
Forget it, there is no shortage of this "master" in divination.
Lin Jiangwan was a little speechless after seeing his face.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Xin Yi raised his eyebrows calmly: "It's hard to tell?"
Lin Jiangwan breathed out and said: "You were born into a wealthy family. When you were two years old, your biological mother passed away due to illness. When you were four years old, your stepmother came in with a pregnant belly. In order to get rid of you, the son of your ex-wife, she took risks and tried to frame you. But you suffered the consequences. Not only did you not give birth to your child, you were also sterilized..."
"Your stepmother has hated you since then. She went to the demon temple behind your father's back to beg for dirty things and tied them back to you. From then on, you lived a life of dealing with ghosts. Of course, by the time you discovered these dirty things, it was already too late. I’ve seen countless masters fail to crack it.”
