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Although Ding Ji's guess was so accurate that he was shocked, Lin Wuyu insisted: "Can't you calculate it?"

"Didn't you ask me how I guessed it?" Ding Ji looked at him, and after waiting for a while, Lin Wuyu didn't say anything. He tickled again, "Okay, I'll do it."

Then I went to the cashier and asked for pen and paper.

"...You're counting," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "Do you want to set the formula? You're still holding paper and pen?"

"Don't quarrel with me," said Ding Ji.

"Oh." Lin Wuyu responded, picked up a small biscuit and ate it slowly.

Ding Ji started drawing on the paper. After Lin Wuyu looked at it, he saw that he was painting the Eight Trigrams. He didn't know what hexagrams he was painting, so he thought Ding Ji was quite capable of making trouble.

"It's okay if my grandma closes her eyes and pinches it. I'm an amateur, I have to make a draft." Ding Ji stopped drawing for a while, stared at the paper for a while, and raised his head.

Lin Wuyu stuffed the small biscuit into his mouth, looking forward to it: "Did you figure it out?"

"Yes." Ding Ji nodded, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"What am I here to do?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Look for someone." Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu didn't say anything, picked up the milk tea and drank a few sips before turning to the beginning and laughing.

I couldn't stop laughing.

"You asked me to count," Ding Ji leaned against the chair and hugged his arm, "I said nothing about it."

"Okay," Lin Wuyu smiled and cleared his throat, "What else did you guess?"

"This person is from 1995," said Ding Ji, "I'm not sure about anything else. I'll be sure of it after you said this number."

"Is that right?" Lin Wuyu thought for a while, "I originally wanted to say 1995, but it was too obvious, so I changed it to 95."

"It's just that you hesitate about this little bit, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero

"Then you still guess." Lin Wuyu said.

"It's the result!" Ding Ji yelled at him, turned around and reached into the trash can, "Come on, why don't you take a look again, I'll tell you..."

"Hey hey hey!" Lin Wuyu quickly grabbed him, "It's a calculation, you don't have to tell me, I don't understand."

Ding Ji glared at him and sat down again.

Lin Wuyu held the milk tea cup and gently knocked on the table: "Do you a favor."

"How can I help with this kind of feudal superstition?" Grandma shook her head while chopping meat, and pushed him a handful.

"There is always one in the general direction," Ding Ji gave in to the side, "Have you ever helped someone find a child before?"

"Can this be calculated casually?" Grandma frowned, "Of course it's good to calculate it accurately, but it's not 100% accurate. If it's not accurate, isn't it just to give people hope to make people happy? I'm not a Banxian who cheats money on the street."

Ding Ji sighed.

"Aren't you the same before?" Grandpa said with a smile as he watched the TV in the living room.

"You know," Grandma turned around, "I used to be to survive! Now you can't survive?"

"You two will choke again later," Ding Ji blocked between them, "and it's important."

"Did you agree to someone?" asked grandma.

"I didn't agree," said Ding Ji, "I said I'll try going home."

"Just try your two knives," Grandma was very disdainful. "If your mother knows, it should be said that we didn't bring you well... Have you told them if you don't go home for dinner today?"

"I'll say it now." Ding Ji said.

"This unlucky child," Grandma sighed, "and let your grandpa say that you have to tell them now that you have to argue again."

Grandpa picked up his cell phone, put on reading glasses and started dialing.

Lin Wuyu was in the classroom for the evening self-study, and the table was filled with books and papers. He lowered his head with concentration.

I want to mix a box of two-color ice cream in my hand with a stainless steel spoon.

"You can hold it for a while, it will be easy to get it if it is soft," said Chen Mang. "You usually have such a good brain. Why are you following the rapeseed oil now?"

"I don't want to eat something melted," said Lin Wuyu.

"Then you can scrape the butter from the side to the chocolate and eat it in one bite." Chen Mang said.

"You read your book," Lin Wuyu glanced at him, "If you can't read it, will we do the questions in the competition?"

Chen Mang fell back on the table: "I won't look for abuse, Brother Lin said, don't challenge yourself specifically now, as it will easily hurt your confidence."

Lin Wuyu laughed and continued to stir the ice cream.

Since he asked Ding Ji to help find someone, there has been no news for Ding Ji for a day after a night. Lin Wuyu probably felt that Ding Banxian'er was worried because there was no details.

Fortunately, he didn't really put his hopes on fortune-telling.

However, Ding Banxian'er sent him a message when the second class ended the next afternoon.

-This person is definitely not local, he has not been local for a year.

A video is attached to the message.

Lin Wuyu stood in the corridor and clicked on the video.

The camera faces the ground, but it can be seen that it is in a small park, and the floor tiles look the same.

Then he reached into the camera with a hand, accompanied by Ding Ji's voice: "Look, I'm not fooling you."

There are three copper coins in the palm of my hand.

Then the copper coins were thrown on the ground, picked up, and then thrown away...

Because Lin Wuyu didn't look at the classmates coming and going around him, he didn't look at them carefully. In short, after throwing them away, the video ended.

In the clouds and fog.

-Is there anything else to ask?

Ding Ji sent another message.

-You didn't go to school?

Ding Ji looked at the message on his phone and it took him a long time to react.

-Will you focus on the key points?????

-Nor do you go to work?

When Ding Ji saw this, he stuffed his phone into his pocket and sighed.

He was not sure if Lin Wuyu was going to say later, "Why didn't you study anymore?", but he always thought it would be similar.

Although he did not not study, he did not want to explain, so he had no effort.

Hello, this classmate Lin, I am studying. I went to No. 3 Middle School and I ranked within ten in grades... Then my dad’s voice sounded in my ears.

You are so smart, you should be better, you just didn't work hard...

"Ah." Ding Ji sighed, took out a paper from his schoolbag that he had just sent out today, spread it on the ground, and looked down and started to look.

"Time is worth every inch of money." Dadong's voice came from behind.

"Didn't your life start at 8pm and end at 2pm in the middle of the night?" Ding Ji said, "Why did this time come out?"

"I'll pass by, give it to you," Dadong sat next to him and handed over a box of two-color ice cream. "I'm so good. Seeing you here, I immediately went to buy your favorite..."

"Say." Ding Ji looked at the paper under his feet.

"What did you say?" Dadong asked.

"Things." Ding Ji said.

"Damn, do I have to buy you ice cream if I have something to do?" Dadong looked hurt.

"Isn't it?" Ding Ji turned his head and looked at him.

"...It seems to be true." Dadong thought for a while.

"I didn't have time to leave the floor with you before the college entrance examination," Ding Ji opened the ice cream box and tried hard to mix the two flavors with a small spoon, "find someone else."

"Who's going to leave the ground!" Dadong shouted, "Who's going to leave the ground! Will you talk to you?"

"Are you performing on the street?" Ding Ji asked.

"Yes." Dadong replied.

"Do you charge for songs?" Ding Ji asked again.

"...Yes." Dadong replied.

"Then you..." Ding Ji continued.

Dadong interrupted him: "Okay, okay, if you don't have time, don't have time... I'm wondering, do you know you're going to take the college entrance examination? I haven't seen you care about it before. Those who don't know think you are a professional half-immortal."

Ding Ji tskated: "Do you see me every day? You speak so unrigorously."
To be continued...