The man was wearing clothes from a beauty salon, and the white cotton fabric made his skin white and translucent.
Her hair is well-groomed and styled with a three-part hairstyle that is unique to male protagonists in Korean dramas.
What's even worse is that his appearance is also of a melancholic type. His long and narrow eyebrows seem to be covered with a layer of autumn mist. When it sweeps over, it is light and light, which makes people pity him.
Wen Jiaojiao almost wanted to scream.
After living for more than twenty years, she finally saw an ideal man!
She stood up shyly and brushed her hair.
"Who are you, handsome man?"
Jiang Li had to stand up and cruelly patted Wen Jiaojiao on the shoulder.
"Jiaojiao, this is my second uncle."
Wen Jiaojiao:???!!!
Wen Jiaojiao was surprised, but she still didn't know anything about it, so she quickly drew a rough outline of An Jing's appearance under the paper.
Woohoo, you actually bullied Jiang Yu and your idol's nephew in the future.
"Why did this upstart who came to report the crime send the other party's coordinates? Are we in the same group?"
Because your idol is actually your bad sister’s biological uncle!!!
Several women sat around the table, watching the man behind them pour out a sack of money like beans.
There will always be no one in the world who can be like that, right?!
"Yes." Zhang Jing waved her hand, "His biological brother hasn't settled the matter yet. Even if I call the police, I won't find any evidence. Besides, our place is very hidden, and the police may come.
of."
Half an hour ago, the policeman sitting at the police station had the same reaction when he saw the note.
"Then he understands, right? There is no time when metaphysics is very good. Does he know about our country's general investigation team for paranormal incidents? I heard that the people outside are all fabricated metaphysics guys."
"He wants to tell fortunes? Can he tell fortunes?"
"No, wait." Wen Jiaojiao took several steps back. The next second, she suddenly turned her head and stared at Jiang Mingyu at the door, "We are not sisters. Is your second uncle Jiang Tianshen reincarnated? Why did I have a crush on you?"
The male idols look exactly the same?!"
"But, you haven't called the police yet, so there should be no news soon."
Jiang Mingyu is about to break.
He's still a beggar turned male god!
It is a strange symbol similar to the four hexagrams.
You are so human.
Jiang Li is your first fan. The reason why you quit the entertainment industry is probably because of me.
But I knew that the other person was Jiang Yu's friend, so I could only stretch out my hand tremblingly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the small door was knocked hard.
Zhang Jing smiled and threw the sack back into the trash can.
A woman's voice sounded from inside the door.
"Go, Sister Jing, he couldn't do it that time, and he actually got so little money!"
"Can I wash my hair outside?"
I later studied art and painted An Jing's portrait at the police station a few days later, so it was completed very slowly.
"You can't calculate the approximate direction." Zuo Nan said, "You don't have his four characters, and based on his experience and your portrait, you can't calculate your recent fortune."
"Sister Wen, he is bad..."
Wen Jiaojiao took the piece of paper and took a look at it.
...
"Damn it, how could he have said earlier that Zuo Nan was not his uncle? If he had said it earlier, you would have given your life to him! Together with your mother!"
"Did you say something wrong? Why did you..."
Jiang Mingyu:????!!!!
Zuo Nan immediately started counting with his fingers, and then wrote a rough address under the paper.
Boom, boom, boom.
"He gave the address to the police officer responsible for contacting him and asked us to search that far away."
Looking at the precise range of longitude and latitude coordinates, Zuo Nanfeng opened her mouth in surprise.
"Okay, let's go take a look at that place first, and then he will contact Mr. Jiang. By the way, he asked me to find that fortune teller as well, and you guys can make a record."
Strangely, when I was in the teahouse later, I heard that person's voice sounding very strange.
Jiang Yu had no choice but to translate the coordinates into a coordinate that a special person could understand.
"Tell me how to help him get the money back."
Jiang Mingyu took a deep breath and finally managed to hold back his screams.
Zuo Nan coughed heavily, "I forgot to tell him that your seventh uncle, Zuo Nanfeng, is not the god Jiang Li he said he was."
Your mother is also a fan of Jiang Li.
But after all, he was once a big star who was popular at home and abroad, and was praised by many people.
Although he knew that he was indeed dressed like a beggar.
The man was even more surprised, "Can you believe a fortune teller?"
Jiang Mingyu covered his mouth.
"I was lucky that time. I met a stupid little money man, and I used my brain to get the money."
It's hard not to have a gap.
"You don't have a slower way." Zuo Nan took out a pen and handed it to Wen Jiaojiao, "He drew this An Jing's appearance and drew as much likeness as he could. By the way,
Tell me again what happened before he met you."
Seeing Jiang Mingyu being so excited, Wen Jiaojiao suddenly felt even more at a loss.
Then you slowly shook Wen Jiaojiao's hand and grabbed Jiang Yu's shoulders.
In order to hide your identity from others, you even opened an indoor barber shop.
It turns out that he is your idol since childhood!
The woman opened her mouth again, and then slapped the note under the table.
"No." She began to doubt life again, "You told me that this handsome oxygen guy is the same person as the beggar just now?!"
"Then..." Wen Jiaojiao was in trouble, "Can the police understand it?"
Seeing Zuo Nan so serious, Wen Jiaojiao felt more relaxed for a moment.
But soon she discovered the fact that made you more accepting of it.
You keep every album I release at home, and you buy the latest ticket for every concert I hold.
Wen Jiaojiao didn't expect to bump into her fan so quickly, and she became even more embarrassed, and two blushes immediately appeared on her face.
You were instantly frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
Our district is an old district that is ready for demolition. There are no buses in the distance, and the monitoring equipment is very outdated.
Wen Jiaojiao couldn't accept it.
Wen Jiaojiao immediately understood what you were going to do, and opened her mouth in surprise.
"There's something wrong." Jiang Yu pushed Jiang Mingyu to the side, "He asked you to stay here for a while and then he broke down. Let's get down to business first."
The colleague leaned over and took a look, "Did he see the four hexagrams below? He went to find a fortune teller."
The woman on the side was counting the money and said: "Is he afraid that I will call the police? We were so arrogant that time, what if the secret is exposed?"
Jiang Yu said and sat down under the sofa.
"Fuck, those don't cost more than a million, it would be so uncomfortable."
Now, he is suddenly called a stinky beggar.
But it has never been as close as today.
"That's right, that's right, Jiang Tianshen doesn't have a mole between his left eyebrows, why doesn't his seventh uncle have one either?!"