Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 18 Xuanmen Dad Yuyang
  The temperature in the clinic gradually rose, and the air conditioner was turned on to 27 degrees.

After Yu Qing finished writing the last step, he took a photo and sent it to [Babao].

She capped the pen and saw Fan Cheng watering the water. She pondered for a moment and asked, "Were you doing a live broadcast last time?"

Fan Cheng turned around after hearing this, "Yes, but I'm just a small anchor. I'm not very famous. I only have about 100,000 fans."

"Is that profitable?"

“If someone gives you a gift, you can withdraw cash based on the platform’s ratio.”

After Fan Cheng finished speaking, he put away the watering can. Seeing her thoughtful look, he wondered, "Is Dr. Yun short of money?"

"I'm not, how could I be short of money!" Yu Qing was extremely determined.

"Oh, if you are curious, you can try the live broadcast. You are so good-looking, you will definitely have many fans!" Fan Cheng looked excited.

He was excited, took out his mobile phone and opened the live broadcast software, then leaned on the table and handed it to her.

"You see, this is my live broadcast platform. It has become very popular in recent years, and the traffic is quite high."

Fan Cheng swiped the screen and introduced her to several well-known anchors. The topic changed: "If Dr. Yun starts broadcasting, you must tell me. I will be your first fan!"

Yu Qing looked away and said nonchalantly, "I won't broadcast live."

"Okay, then..." Fan Cheng was disappointed, but soon regained his fighting spirit, "You can also come to my live broadcast and be my fan, and I can manage it for you."

Yu Qing nodded: "I know."

...

There were not many patients in the clinic in the afternoon. After the last person left, Yu Qing took the dried fruits given by Bao Fancheng and turned on his phone to look at them for a while.

Make sure there is no one around, and no one will come for the time being.

She opened the App Store, found the Huhu live broadcast software, and clicked to download.

The wireless network is very smooth and the download was completed in half a minute.

After entering, bind your mobile phone number to your WeChat account to log in. The software prompts you to choose a name, gender, etc.

After filling in some false information and finally naming the line, my fingertips paused on the screen for a while and then slowly typed on the keyboard.

Summoning Jiang Gu, he took a photo and uploaded his avatar, a light gray brush with a wooden desktop as the background.

Account name: Xuanmen Dad Yuyang.

Domineering, cool, and direct!

Satisfied, she turned off her phone, looked up at the street, closed the clinic door, and turned to enter the laboratory.

In this world, there are not many people who believe in gods and worship Taoism, and the spiritual energy is thin.

10% of her spiritual power is only one thousandth of her peak spiritual power. She will not use her spiritual power unless absolutely necessary.

Cultivation is very troublesome.

Yu Qing plans to use the medical knowledge of modern society to develop special medicines.

It turns out that 'Yu Qing' is halfway through her research on anti-cancer drugs, but she doesn't seem to know about Fuxinhua, so the experiment is stuck in the middle.

So she only needed to carry out the following steps. She reached out her hand and her eyebrows lit up, the wooden box appeared, and she took out the sweet flower inside.

Until five o'clock in the afternoon, the snowflakes on the horizon stopped falling.

Yu Qing came out of the laboratory and sent a "successful development" message to Du Yunjun and Dr. Huo respectively.

Both of them reacted very excitedly. Dr. Huo also said that his acupuncture skills have improved greatly and he is confident of success before the next treatment.

Yu Qing replied (smile).

After leaving the clinic, she went to the hospital first. Yu Huilian looked at her hesitantly, wanting to say something but holding back several times.

Yu Qing poured a glass of water for her and said, "Mom, this is my destiny." Yu Huilian took the glass of water, looking a little dazed, and her daughter seemed to understand what she was going to say.

She understands Taoist metaphysics very well and knows what destiny refers to.

She pursed her lips, her eyes were red and she couldn't hold back tears, and her heart felt stinging for a long time.

“Take care of yourself and do what you can.”

If given the chance to choose, she would rather Yu Qing be an ordinary person.

But that's what if...

"No one and no ghost in the world can hurt me in the slightest," Yu Qing said, "Does mom not trust me?"

Yu Huilian looked worried, her words were a bit too false, but she still nodded and said sincerely: "Mom, I believe you."

Yu Qing slowly hugged her, time will tell everything, no explanation is needed.

She didn't stay in the hospital for long. Before leaving, she stuffed a talisman paper under the pillow where Tang and Yan slept.

After returning home, Yu Qing moved a chair to the balcony, installed the newly purchased bracket, adjusted the camera angle, and started the live broadcast.

Anchor: Xuanmen Dad Yuyang
  Title: Dad doesn’t know anything, but he knows how to tell fortunes, catch ghosts and tell stories~
  She had checked that adding such a symbol at the end would make it look cuter and attract the audience.

Maybe her name and title were too arrogant, but a few people actually clicked into the live broadcast room.

[Attracted by the name, can anyone tell me what the anchor is doing? 】

[Why is there no one? Is the anchor asleep? 】

[Fortune telling, ghost hunting, storytelling? The anchor is a young lady, right? She doesn't even show her face. She wants to get money for nothing? 】

The live broadcast camera is facing a balcony. There is a pure black tea set on the tea table. The railings on the ground are cleaned spotlessly, but the slight damage shows that the house is very old.

Following the advice of thousands of netizens on Du Niang, Yu Qing straightened his throat and spoke slowly.

"Hello, I'm your dad, Yuyang."

[Wori, when you first came in, you heard the anchor claiming to be my father? ! ! ! 】

[Trash anchor, pretending to be sick in your head, go see a doctor as soon as possible, don't continue to cause harm to people in your old age! 】

[Should I say it or not, the host’s voice is really gentle and nice to listen to——]

[Upstairs, which dog-licking school did you graduate from? So lickable? 】

Yu Qing looked at the star symbols on the screen and all kinds of insults, even she was a little confused.

Most of the live broadcast room with only a small number of people left at once, and the remaining four just wanted to scold her.

[Anchor, are you accurate in fortune telling? Why don't you show your face and let me take a look? If you look good, dance for me and I'll give you some attention. 】

[Don’t go whoring upstairs for free! 】

Yu Qing ignored the next words and grabbed the previous question to answer: "This is the first live broadcast, so the first hexagram does not charge money. Those who want to tell fortunes can apply for continuous wheat. However, if you have nothing to do, I will give it to those who need it. people."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone actually applied for continuous wheat, and it was the person who asked the question just now.

Yu Qing clicked to agree.

The scene is split into two. The man is holding a cigarette. He looks about forty or fifty years old. He has deep-set eyes and a skeletal figure. His eyes are full of disdain and contempt.

[Where did you come from, you monster? Punch me! Oh, I forgot, I'm watching the live broadcast and can't play. 】

The man glanced at the barrage, laughed disdainfully, and blew out a smoke ring. The white smoke blurred his face.

"Isn't it fortune-telling? It's fortune-telling." He said in a very aggressive tone.

Audiences in the live broadcast room also began to urge the anchor to tell fortunes.

(End of this chapter)