Day 2

Quietly into the night.

Walnut Music Restaurant Bar.

"Hello, how many of you?"

Zhan Hongwei smiled and ordered food and ordered the guests very politely.

He changed his previous helpless appearance and devoted himself to work. In addition, he also had a small pencil and sticky stickers in his pocket.

After Master Li's guidance, he suddenly realized it.

In fact, the real answer lies in his heart, and he cannot give up writing novels.

This is not only a hobby ideal, but also a way to truly change your destiny.

You can compromise on temporary difficulties, but you cannot surrender to your dissatisfied fate.

It is impossible for me to be locked at my doorstep anymore, and I typed at the computer day and night, so I had to find a job to make a living.

During working hours, you are not allowed to play with your mobile phone, but it does not mean that you cannot do anything.

Zhan Hongwei deliberately brought paper and pen to write down the plot and characters in the gaps.

In this way, even if the person in charge saw it, he had no idea what he was writing.

Maybe I think it was the customer's explanation.

His eyes were filled with a firm belief that had never been before. His eyes fell on the customers around him, looking at the layout and decorations in the store, trying to find subject matter inspiration that would be useful to him.

All kinds of guests may be the supporting characters in their own writing.

What they say, their dress, their social circles...

Zhan Hongwei entered an extraordinary state, from work in the afternoon to proofing at night, he could write the plot drafts needed for the past two days.

Perhaps the draft only has a few characters and a few words.

But it was enough for him to describe the plot in detail in just three or four hours when he had lunch the next day.

Moreover, compared with the past, such a life requires goals and a lot of fulfillment.

The day after the new book was sent, I received a signed text message from the editor very smoothly.

"Hello, your work has been reviewed and has reached the signing standard."

"Please wait for the subsequent system notification during the signing process. Please do not modify the title of the book and the author's name on your own during the signing process."

The familiar and vaguely anticipated signing station is short, and the next step is to fill out the contract and mail it.

...

On a city-ring expressway.

A black Audi Q7 slowly emerged from the highway intersection.

"Hey, my wife, didn't you say you were going to tell fortunes yesterday when Master Yi?" Chen Zejia, a group executive manager in his forties, asked curiously.

Song Ningyu said with some concern: "Master Yi said that my situation may be a Feng Shui problem at home."

"It may also be that I encountered something unclean recently."

“It should be dealt with according to different circumstances.”

Song Ningyu gritted her teeth and looked at her husband, then asked: "Do you want to invite him to see Feng Shui?"

Chen Zejia also looked hesitant and said in a whisper: "It's okay to see, you can't sleep well recently. You have nightmares every day and your face is much worse."

"Then let's make an appointment, come and have a look!"

Chen Zejia also responded simply: "How much will it cost then? Tell me."

He slowly stopped at the traffic light with the steering wheel.

Song Ningyu was also considering this matter. She looked at a roadside outside the car window, and the words "Changling West Street" that caught her eyes happened to be the four words "Changling West Street".

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and said, "Wait, you send me to the West Street of Changling here to take a look. I heard that there is also a good fortune teller here."

Chen Zejia also smiled and shook his head: "You said you are doing it day by day, where did you get so much news? Are you sure?"

"Since they are all nearby, go and have a look!" Song Ningyu said with a funny look: "They said that fortune telling here is very accurate, and the master does not charge money. When the hexagram is effective, the customer will send the red envelopes themselves."

"Yeah, there are such fortune tellers now?" Chen Ze's family also felt a little novel.

Although he didn't particularly believe in this thing, especially fortune telling or something.

He thought Feng Shui was more reliable, and of course there were many scammers.

In this way, the car slowly stopped at the entrance of the alley on Changling West Street, next to it was a Meiyijia convenience store.

"Be careful!"

Song Ningyu opened the door and got out of the car, waved to her husband to say goodbye.

She looked up and looked around and walked into the street.

Walking down this road, it’s quite lively, with restaurants, small shops, beauty shops, and milk tea shops all available.

About ten minutes.

She was surprised to find the legendary fortune telling store Wentiange.

It is probably because the weather is hot today and the sun is more radiant.

She held up her umbrella and followed the queue of the shop. There were three or four people in front of her registering for a visit.

But strangely, she found that these people came over and seemed to be not for fortune telling, but filled in the information, bought a safe paper crane and left.

She asked curiously at the little girl in front of her, "Hello? Is this a fortune teller to Master Li?"

A young girl in her twenties laughed and said, "Yes?"

Song Ningyu asked again: "But why do I think they all wrote it and left?"

"Oh, this!" the little girl explained with a smile: "Because there are many people coming to find the master to tell fortunes now, and it is impossible for the master to receive them all, so she can only choose a few lucky ones."

"Anyway, it's just a try!"

"But the master is very accurate in calculating the good and bad luck. So far, I have almost never heard of any mistakes. Many people have successfully avoided some disasters!"

"We mainly come here to buy Thousand Paper Cranes. If the master thinks you have bad luck or something, he will tell you in advance!"

After some explanation, Song Ningyu realized it.

At this time, Li Mowen, who was inside the store, was looking at the guests outside with glasses.

As expected, a new target customer was discovered immediately.

[Secret name: Song Ningyu; fortune value: 4; physical health index: 68 (the early signs of invisible heart disease, insufficient cardiovascular blood supply, etc., etc. are initially manifested...)]

Li Mowen's lips raised slightly. Generally speaking, if there are many customers, his selection requirements will be more stringent.

For example, if the other party is on the edge, you can give some advice or write a tip to give a prompt.

It should be that there were more customers a few days ago, and many people have come to buy Thousand Paper Cranes.

Has my fame spread too far, so the source of customers has obviously decreased significantly today.

So I am idle too.

He then laughed softly, "Miss Song, please stay!"

At this moment, Song Ningyu was leaning over to write down his name. Before she could pay for the Ping An Thousand Paper Crane, she raised her head slightly.

At this time, Liu Ziming, an assistant sitting outside, smiled and explained: "You are lucky. It seems that the master wants to tell you a fortune and solve your doubts."

Song Ningyu breathed a sigh of relief.

She just said she was worried about a waste of time, but she didn't expect that she could tell fortunes just by coming.

Li Mowen poured a cup of tea for the other party, and then smiled and said, "Please sit down."

"Do you have any doubts when you come here today? Or just seek peace?"

Song Ningyu said with a bad expression: "Actually, I have been in a bad state these days and I have nightmares when I sleep!"

She spoke with great concern: "I heard that dreams have meanings."

"I always dream of being chased by someone, sometimes jumping over a cliff, and suddenly I woke up in the middle of the night."

Li Mowen nodded suddenly and asked, "How long has it lasted?"

Song Ningyu raised her eyes slightly, and after thinking about it, she replied: "It seems that it has been half a month since it was intermittent."

She said with some embarrassment: "Also, I've still felt a little chest tightness these two days, and I feel like I can't breathe."

"My mother passed away a few days ago and also did a ritual."

Song Ningyu asked with some concern: "Master, do you think I was caught by something unclean?"

"I have been feeling uneasy these days, and I accidentally broke it when I wash the dishes."

It is precisely because of this that she thought about finding a fortune teller to help her see what happened.
To be continued...