Chapter 1318 : My guardianship period is about to end 5
I have never been interested in character-based and fortune-telling, but when I squatted down, I didn’t feel uncomfortable or dislike this character-based.
"Hurry, try writing a word."
Zhang Min urged me crisply, with a beautiful round face, like a little sun.
The audience members around me seemed to be intrigued and urged me together.
No matter what the reason is, anyway, when I squatted down, I obviously felt the surrounding temperature was at height.[
The enthusiasm that this urged me was very high.
I frowned: What does this mean? Everyone is interested in my life? It won’t be.
I have never known each other, who cares about whom.
However, the character calculating opposite was waiting for me with my eyebrows hanging, my beard stroking my beard.
"Write quickly, I want to see it too."
Zhang Jie grabbed the pen and stuffed it into my hand, pulling it onto the white paper, and was so anxious that it was indescribable.
I almost fell down by her. My hand was touching the word test and moved slightly. I quickly supported the ground and supported it firmly. His hand stopped.
It was another strange moment, and I noticed it again.
It's strange, I never care about what others are doing. Apart from Yin Yijie, why did I treat this person twice in a row? Looking up, he had already lowered his eyelids, and I couldn't see clearly.
I was stunned. Since this was already like this, I was pulled by Zhang Jie and wrote a "person" with a "sense". I had no idea, but I was easy to use.
Maybe I just want to ask him who he is, maybe I have a "person" after my name.
But this is all speculation afterwards, or the deep subconsciousness of psychology, not the feeling when I write it down.
After writing, I will return it.
Everyone around was talking, buzzing, I blocked everything, just looking at the word test.
I have never been interested in word tests, but I still have a little bit of this person, I have something to do in my mind and want to see it.
The person who was calculating the characters opened his eyes slightly and did not look at me, but looked at the characters, stroked his beard, and put his posture in a hoarse voice:
"It seems that there are three roads, or a three-way intersection. The lady is facing a choice in life and is hesitant."