Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 473: Don’t be disrespectful to the gods, or you will die (35)

With every note played by Xing Rong, those immersed in the music seem to travel through time and return to the most precious and beautiful time with their loved ones.

After Xing Rong pressed the last piano key, everyone was still mesmerized.

When they came back to their senses, Xing Rong was already sitting on the platform in front of the pavilion, with his arms folded over his chest, his legs crossed, and his head lowered.

Her clear and calm eyes quickly glanced at the location of private room number five on the second floor behind the mask, and then she regained her composure.

She turned her head slightly to glance at Miaomiao who was waiting in the corner of the stage. Miaomiao immediately understood and stood in the middle of the stage. She said to the guests with a smile and excitement, "Our boss's performance today is over. Guests who want to hear it again, please remember to book a seat on time next month!"

There was a brief round of cheers and applause. Miaomiao said a few polite words to the guests and then said, "Okay! Next is the lucky winner of this month!"

"The piece of music our boss played just now is called 'Tracing', and it is specially tailored for that lucky person! Now, please invite that guest to the stage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man wearing a coarse cloth short coat and with a complicated and anxious expression immediately stood up, and the audience suddenly became quiet.

He walked quickly onto the stage and stood not far from Xing Rong.

I heard before that there were rumors in the past that the leader of Rumeng Pavilion had a mysterious ability and could predict the future!

As long as he is chosen, no matter what question he asks, his answer will come true in the future.

The song the Pavilion Master had just played reminded him of the good times he had spent with his daughter, and now he was eager to know the answer.

Xing Rong clasped his hands on his knees, looked him over quickly, and said to him in an androgynous voice, "What do you want to ask?"

The man was a little excited, his hands were shaking, but he never forgot the purpose of coming today, "I want to ask, can my daughter's illness be cured?"

As soon as he asked the question, there was an uproar in the audience.

Generally speaking, they wouldn't necessarily recognize someone who was dressed so casually.

But this person has been here many, many times!

He doesn't live in Lihai, but comes here every day with a shoulder pole and his hand-woven toys to set up a stall and sell them.

Whenever it was time for Rumeng Pavilion to give out gifts every month, he would always come to the pavilion on time to deliver the gifts.

I heard that his daughter had carbuncle on her back and the doctor said that the disease was incurable.

He came here because of his daughter's illness! ?

Even if the Pavilion Master could predict the future, the result would not change.

Although they thought so, everyone was still a little nervous. They looked at the Pavilion Master wearing a black cloak expectantly, wondering if there would be a different answer.

At this time, Xing Rong was asking Xiao Wei to check on the condition of this man's daughter.

Xiaowei: His daughter just has a back carbuncle, no big deal.

For minor illnesses, there are so many medicines in Little Star’s Space that they can be easily solved.

For them, carbuncle on the back is just a minor illness, but for them, it is a terrible terminal disease.

Once you are infected, you can only wait for death.

After hesitating for a moment, Xing Yan opened his lips and said, "Yes."

However, this one word caused an uproar among those in the know.

The man on the stage also felt hopeful and was about to thank her excitedly, but he didn't expect to hear Xing Rong say, "No."

The man's mood was as if he had fallen from heaven to hell. He stared at the starry sky in confusion, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.