After Qi Le asked the question, An Ling was once again pushed to the forefront.

Although high school students went to different universities and then worked in various fields and industries after graduation, the identity of witches is really strange, especially after the disaster some time ago, many of the residents of City X developed a very strong interest in paranormal phenomena.

During the meal, the old classmates consulted Anling many questions.

For example, some people who always can't find a partner and suspect that they have been cursed by ghosts, some people who suspect that their irritable bosses are possessed by jealous ghosts, and some people ask whether the Buddhist beads recommended by the monks on Anling are deceitful.

These questions are basically the same as the spam messages she received on B station private messages, but for the sake of her old classmates, An Ling still answered them one by one.

Recently, in order to find inspiration for jewelry, she has read many books on paranormal phenomena, and has a general understanding of the types of evil spirits that appear in City X from time to time.

In fact, the truth of these problems has long been in front of us.

The person who has never found a partner is because of his greasy face and looks twenty or thirty years older than his actual age. The boss with a bad temper has just entered menopause. An Ling sincerely recommends that he buy some Taitai Le oral liquid for his boss during the holidays. Although there are indeed real monks in this world, they are definitely not on the Internet. As far as she knows, most of the people who post videos are those who buy cheap robes to sell goods.

An Ling didn't expect that a good classmate would become a midnight emotional consultation station.

"I want to tell me that the masters that have emerged on the Internet are all fake. The witches are fake, and the monks are fake. As for the witches..."

A sarcastic voice came from the crowd, "But everyone can understand it. After all, it is necessary to have a certain degree of discernment. How can people who truly understand this industry appear in front of others so easily?"

"Cui Xin, then, you must know some hidden information?"

Before An Ling could speak, Qi Le stood up first.

The sarcastic man was Cui Xin. He was considered Su Wen's follower in high school. He followed Su Wen wherever he went. Su Wen established an Anti-Anling Alliance at that time, and Cui Xin served as the deputy leader of the alliance.

An Ling and Su Wen have been in a long grudge.

If Anling had not been Anling, Su Wen would have become the absolute king of high school games. Unfortunately, this person's talent is not as talented as Anling. Although the two of them played for about the same time, Anling was better every time.

Classmates usually have friends who are better at playing in high school. Although their class is generally harmonious, the establishment of the small group is inevitable.

When Cui Xin took his seat, Qi Le felt a little strange. If this person didn't go to compete with Su Wen, why did he come and compete with them?

As soon as Qi Le spoke, he understood in his heart that Cui Xin was probably coming with a mission. The sentence just now was almost pointing at An Ling's nose and saying that she was a liar.

Even if An Ling has a very strong temper, Qi Le can't stand it.

Can you be so sarcastic about Sister Ling?

"Hey, why are you anxious? I just said that, but I have heard some rumors about a certain organization."

Cui Xin said, "The paranormal phenomenon has existed a long time ago, but the organization only provides services to the rich, and it is normal for ordinary people to not see them."

"Rich man, you?"

Before Qi Le could speak, Xiaomei, who had not spoken much, suddenly answered.

Unlike Cui Xin's sarcastic tone, Xiaomei showed an extremely shocked expression on her face, and her appearance was vivid, and she successfully shaped the concept of "Cui Xin is a rich man" as full of unknowns and magic as the sun comes out from the west.

The slightly raised index finger conveyed a domineering message.

——If you see if I tear it or not, you'll be done.

"Forget it, Sister Mei, Cui Xin is kind enough to remind everyone."

An Ling, who knew Xiaomei's combat effectiveness, hurriedly smoothed out the situation. He was all old classmates, so there was no need to be so cruel.

Just like a girl who won the title of "Ge" generation, if a boy gets the title of "Sister", it must be unusual.

Xiaomei's original name is Zhang Mei, and Mei is homophonic with Mei. Her best friend usually calls him Xiaomei. However, throughout the grade, Zhang Mei also has a very terrifying name - "Sister Mei"

The deep meaning is that Zhang Mei's literary fighting ability has reached a point where girls feel that they are beyond their reach. In addition, they admire her, and they all call her elder sister.

There are rumors that anyone who fights Meijie's literary talent will be confused at the least, and foaming at the worst, unable to take care of themselves.

Zhang Mei also fully demonstrated her elder sister's style.

You don’t tear people easily, but once they are tear them up, they will definitely tear them to death.

Under the protection of Qi Le and Zhang Mei, An Ling spent a very happy high school time, which was also the main reason why she was overwhelmed by the game, but no one dared to cause trouble for her because she couldn't lose.

If you can't fight with literature, you will have to be broken even if you fight with martial arts.

When Cui Xin saw that Zhang Mei Dayou had the attitude of starting a literary fight with him, his momentum suddenly became a little weaker. How could he beat a professional player in the literary fight field like him who was entrusted by others to become a monk halfway?

"I mean, it's a good way to make money in the world today. This is a good thing, a good thing!"

Cui Xin's eyes rolled and suddenly had an idea, "I just said something wrong, An Ling, I toast you this glass of wine to show my apology. I've done it, you can do it."

He unscrewed the lid of the liquor and poured himself a full glass of liquor.

Everyone knows that An Ling has poor alcohol tolerance. On the day of the graduation ceremony, she was knocked down by beer. This incident later became a topic of relish in the class group for a long time.

An Ling was also angry because of this.

At the wine table, it is the basic table etiquette for both parties to drink the same amount of wine. Even if Qi Le and Zhang Mei have a strong relationship, they have no position to stop An Ling's wine.

And even if they blocked it, what kind of combat power can a female and a sissy have?

In terms of alcohol tolerance, Cui Xin has absolutely confidence in himself. He has not practiced anything else in college, but his alcohol tolerance has reached a state of perfection. If he really wants to drink it, this table may not be enough for him to drink it alone.

Seeing this, An Ling looked embarrassed.

She doesn't like drinking, and every time she drinks, she leaves a bad memory for her. The last time she ate family hotpot with Gu Yun, she originally planned to make some bold remarks through alcohol, but after taking a sip, she drank her own people directly.

Cui Xin poured himself a full glass of white wine, and was secretly happy.

There are also ways to fight at the wine table.

Today, he wants to let these people understand...

Cui Xin's hand holding the wine glass froze. He looked at Gu Yun, and Gu Yun also looked at him. The brief gaze made his hands tremble, and a lot of liquid in the wine glass shook out.

Gu Yun calmly wiped the corner of his mouth, pushed the empty white wine bottle aside, turned to An Ling and said, "I'll help you, don't drink this, you drank it last time."

He didn't want to accompany An Ling to a class reunion, and he had to carry her back in the end.

As for Cui Xin's behavior, Gu Yun didn't understand it at all.

Isn't it just a bottle of drink?

He gave himself a full cup seriously, and showed his expression of determination to win.
Chapter completed!