Tick ​​tick tick.

It suddenly started drizzling at five o'clock in the morning.

It was still very dark and it didn't light up.

Cheng Junjie walked out of the doorstep with an umbrella. He didn't sleep all night last night and couldn't sleep at all.

He was panting in his pocket for hundreds of dollars, and went downstairs to put on a raincoat, and then rode a motorcycle and left quietly.

The cold Bingyu slapped his face randomly.

He gasped heavily and finally arrived at Changling West Street.

Last night, he read almost all the messages on Weibo and found that apart from some jokes, he did not see too many complaints or doubts.

When he arrived at this street, he found that everything was empty and there were no passers-by.

He swallowed a sip of water and stood quietly on the road, standing at the gate of Wentian Pavilion, looking at the three big words of recruitment.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, the genius began to brighten slightly.

First day.

One or two lonely pedestrians began to appear.

Cheng Junjie stood at the door of this store as if he had lost his soul, and the rain had wet his whole body.

The earliest people who got up were naturally all kinds of vegetables and meat sellers in the dish. When passing by, they would look at the young man with great curiosity.

In other people's eyes, this young man must have encountered something.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been in the rain here stupidly.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Cheng Junjie suddenly trembled, and he was a little cold. His lips turned completely white, the kind of white that had been soaked in water for too long.

Finally, when it was dawn, passers-by began to stop.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"Yes, I seem to have been standing here for a long time."

"Is this a fortune teller to find a master?"

"I don't know!"

At this moment, an aunt walked up to her and asked, "Oh, why are you getting wet here? You haven't opened that early."

The passerby next to him also persuaded, "Yes, let's go back first. Master Li will come to open the door at least at nine o'clock, so there is no need to be that early."

Cheng Junjie swallowed a sip, and he couldn't help but speak, "I don't know where to go."

"It seems that it's wrong to go anywhere!"

He blinked his wet eyes, and his eyelashes were stained with water, making it hard to tell whether it was rain or tears.

Everyone whispered as soon as they heard this.

"Look at this kid, why are you doing this?"

The aunt sighed with some distress: "Oh, young man, if you have anything to say, why are you here to find the master? Are you asking for a hexagram?"

Cheng Junjie lowered his head, and he was extremely depressed and said in a soft voice like a mosquito: "You guys, have I been cheated?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone suddenly showed a surprised expression.

You should know that over the past few days, I have never heard of such a thing since I was splashed with red oil in the master's store last time.

"No way?"

"Master Li lied to others?"

All of a sudden, everyone started to whisper, this was a big deal.

Half of them have come here to buy Ping An Thousand Paper Cranes, so they are naturally scrupulous.

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

The whole street became lively.

Everyone gathered together, watching the teenager who was wet in the heavy rain.

"What's wrong with this kid!"

"It seems that I came to look for Master Li, and I said I was cheated!"

"Really and false!"

"Oh, that's really something to ask."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Cheng Junjie finally couldn't help but say, "I mean, will the master lie to me?"

"He said I have the talent to play, I can make money by playing, and I have the potential to be a professional player."

Cheng Junjie didn't know why he said this because he was really stupid.

But he doesn't want others to misunderstand.

As soon as these words came out, the enthusiasm of the onlookers suddenly came up.

"So that's how it is. I was shocked!"

"Yes, I just said, why did Master Li lie? The 200 red envelope I gave to Master last time was returned to forcefully."

Everyone was talking and laughing, and the person who had once asked the master to calculate a fortune teller was still envied.

After all, it was very easy to tell fortunes to a master in the past, but now there are many fewer opportunities.

An old lady smiled and said, "Young man, you may be thinking too much. The master said that if you have talent, then you must be talented."

"Yes, talent is hard to say, I think you can try it!"

"Do you play basketball? Professional players?"

"Oh, that's amazing!"

Everyone was immediately amused, and the eyes of looking at the child became different.

As time passed, it was soon 7:30 in the morning, and the rain began to slowly slow down.

Changling West Street also began to gain some popularity.

There were more people watching, and it was one-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-eyed-eyed-sighted-to-be-eyed-curious-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking-looking

"I heard that I came to find a master to tell fortunes and have the talent to play basketball."

"Can be a professional player!"

"It's amazing."

Especially for young people, they can't help but stop and chat.

"Brother, it's true. Can you be a professional player if you say this by the master?"

"Lying on grass, it's awesome!"

"That's too cool, why don't you sign me for the first time?"

As soon as these words were said, a few funny guys got involved and rushed to shout: "Give me one more, let me go, don't push me!"

Cheng Junjie opened his mouth slightly, and he looked up at these people with extremely shocked eyes. He found that these people were actually telling the truth and took out paper and pen.

In this way, he was almost confused and signed his name.

He was extremely shocked. It turned out that the people around him looked at him, in addition to being curious, there was a hint of envy.

This feeling is right, it is like the expressions of those onlookers when I was swaying on the court.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and tears couldn't help but shed.

I'm even wondering if I'm dreaming.

The young man who got the signature at this moment laughed amusedly: "Cheng Junjie, right? Yes, it's awesome. I got the signature. Come on!"

The buddy next to him joked: "It must be, the master said that he has talent, can there be any mistakes?"

"The master said that if you step on shit, you have to step on shit!"

"Damn it's not over yet, right?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I can play this meme for a hundred years."

So the group of people turned around and left.

...

now.

Cheng Junjie's parents were very anxious at home.

"Where did you go early in the morning?" Dad Cheng looked at the empty room with some concern and anger.
To be continued...