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Chapter Six

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    Tian Yuke's face is very good.  The sky is full, the nose is plump, and the corners of the mouth are raised. No matter how you look at it, it is a rich face with the help of noble people. In addition, she is hardworking and capable. Logically speaking, she should have been popular long ago.

    Yang San's eyes fell on the top of her head, looking at the pitiful luck - no matter how good the face is, it can't hold back the luck.

    She said slowly: "You should have had good luck before, and it was only later that you started to have bad luck?"

    Tian Yuke was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, this is really the case.  Before college, she was a well-known European. When she buys Coca-Cola, more than five out of ten bottles will have another bottle.  When she took the college entrance examination, she excelled in the multiple-choice questions and ranked first in the college entrance examination score among art candidates.

    It's just that after her sophomore year, her luck became worse and worse.  Regarding this aspect, Tian Yuke is quite open-minded. She thinks that it may be because her luck has been used up for more than ten years, and she will start to have bad luck later.

    Maybe she really shouldn't continue to mix in the showbiz.  Because of the problems with the recent filming works, many people in the circle said that she was not successful, and it is easy to cause accidents when cooperating with her.  Her agent hadn't gotten a script offer for a while.

    She has always liked acting

    Tian Yuke tried hard to suppress the gloomy emotions in her heart, and said: "Well, probably in the sophomore year, luck was not very good." The reason why she remembered so clearly was because she was sick before the final exam, if it wasn't for the usual knowledge  Be solid, I'm afraid I have to make up the exam.  And during that time, she was unlucky enough to be eye-catching. After she got sick, she almost drowned in the swimming pool, and she even broke a bone once.  Later, her mother specially took her to the temple to pray to the gods and worship the Buddha, and then she got better.

    Li Qian, Tian Yuke's mother, asked anxiously: "Master, is there any reason for this?"

    In her eyes, Yang San, who looks similar to a high school student, is a genuinely capable person. Not only can she see through her miscarriage at a glance, but she can even see her daughter's luck. This is even better than the so-called magic calculations on TV.  Forced.

    Yang San said indifferently: "She was created artificially. Originally, she was destined to have both blessings and blessings. There are no other clues, so I can only see these."

    Tian Yuke's face turned pale: "You mean, someone hurt me?"

    Yang San sat down, took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said: "It may not be that someone hurt you, it is also possible that you accidentally bumped into something, which caused this situation."

    "During your sophomore year, did anything unusual happen?"

    Tian Yuke tried hard to remember, and finally said: "I fell ill before the sophomore exam, and had a fever for three days. During the few days when I had a fever, I seemed to have a dream all the time, dreaming of a vase?"

    vase?

    Yang San's heart moved, the vase related to luck reminded her of the vase of luck.  The Duoyun bottle looks like a vase from the outside.  Before she fell into a deep sleep, an ignorant dog demon gave her this vase, intending to steal her luck for some use.  Yang San was well-informed, so he recognized it at a glance, and directly ate the dog monster.  As for the vase, she accidentally broke it into pieces, so she simply burned the vase and threw it away.

    Her tone became serious, "Is there a colorful Pixiu printed on the vase?"

    Tian Yuke's eyes shone brightly, "Yes! It's this vase!"

    She didn't have the slightest doubt about Yang San. Her mother didn't even mention that dream, but Yang San was able to describe the vase in the dream in one word, which is simply miraculous.

    Yang San rubbed his nose. If so, then Tian Yuke really has something to do with her, is she implicated?  It's just that she was burning the vase with the real fire of the sun at that time. Logically speaking, the vase had been destroyed long ago and could no longer be destroyed, so she shouldn't be able to be a demon.

    Yang San glanced at Tian Yuke, if Tian Yuke's luck was really taken away, the thing that took her luck should be near her.  But in her home, she didn't feel the breath of that thing

    She stood up and said, "Do you usually live at home?"

    Tian Yuke shook her head, "I live in a community near the company." She usually didn't spend much, and she bought a house with the money she saved.

    "Take me there to have a look." Yang San said calmly.

    "good."

    Tian Yuke is also a little nervous, her request is not high, as long as she is not as unlucky as before.

    "Wait for me." Li Qian said, then turned and went into her room. After a while, she held a red envelope in her hand, stuffed it into Yang San's hand, and said sincerely: "Regardless of whether the matter will be successful or not, thank you Master this time."  , this is a little thank you for you."

    Li Qian's thoughts?? is relatively transparent. If the master can solve the problem of his daughter's luck, that is of course the best.  If she can't solve it, her daughter will probably give up and stop working in the showbiz. This can be regarded as achieving her original goal. No matter how you look at it, this reward must be given!

    She knew in her heart that a truly capable master like Yang San was very valuable, and she might encounter things asking her for help in the future.  So when she returned to her room, she doubled the original salary.

    Yang San felt that the money bag handed over was quite a lot, so she put it in the backpack directly, regardless of the amount.

    Tian Yuke drove to Yang San to go to her residence, and the drive took about an hour and a half.  Tian Yuke's company is called Cancheng, and its strength is considered top-notch in China.  Because this community is close to the company, the environment is quiet, and the entry and exit are strictly checked, so many company artists buy houses here.

    On the way Tian Yuke led Yang San in, she also met colleagues from the company.

    "Yu Ke, is this your friend?" one of the women with a delicate appearance asked.

    Tian Yuke's expression faded, and she said, "It's a distant cousin of mine." Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Tian Yuke has somewhat developed a sense of innocence, and it is impossible to directly tell Yang San's identity, otherwise I'm afraid it will be rumored  , I don't know how ugly it is.

    The woman smiled lightly and said, "Are you planning to push your relatives up if you fail yourself? That's not bad. If she becomes popular, she can help you like Qi Shan."

    Looking at the situation, Yang San knew that this person and Tian Yuke were at odds, and his words were all insinuations.  She glanced at her, tsk, judging from her face, she should have a rotten peach blossom in the near future.

    Tian Yuke said coldly: "Don't worry about it." She pulled Yang San back to her place

    The house Tian Yuke bought has two bedrooms and one living room. Although it is small, it is very neatly organized.

    Just after Yang San entered the room, he sensed a faint evil spirit.

    She froze for a moment, feeling that the evil spirit was somewhat familiar.  Yes, she once felt the same from Qi Shan's manager, He Heng.  Could it be because of the lucky bottle?

    Yang San followed the breath and walked over, opened a door, and his eyes fell on a photo frame.

    The source of evil!  Finally found!

    In the photo frame is a photo of Tian Yuke and Qi Shan. In the photo, they look very young and smile brightly.

    Yang San picked up the photo frame and asked, "How did you get this photo frame?"

    Tian Yuke's eyes widened a little, with an expression of disbelief, "You mean, it's because of this photo frame?"

    When Yang San pinched it, the photo frame broke into several pieces. The frame was hollow, and a piece rolled out from inside.

    Fragments of the fortune bottle

    Yang San's eyes narrowed, the fragments of the fortune-trapping bottle actually fell into the world.

    Tian Yuke looked at the fragment, her eyes were slightly red, "It was given to me by Qi Shan on my sophomore birthday, and she made it herself."

    Her tone was filled with suppressed pain, "She is obviously my best friend."

    "Is there any misunderstanding here?"

    Yang San shrugged and said, "You can ask her."

    She put away the pieces of the snatching bottle.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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