Chapter 13: Chapter 13 Bestie's Public Enemy
"Boom!"
The next second, the New Year's paintings hanging on the wall spontaneously ignited.
Seeing this, the grandfather, father, and grandson trio turned pale with fright.
"Hurry up and get water to put out the fire!" Zhang Qingshan shouted.
The three hurriedly ran to the kitchen and the bathroom to get water.
"Trinkle..."
What happened next was even more unexpected.
While the three men and a housekeeper were about to get buckets of water to extinguish the fire, the massive crystal chandelier above the living room fell.
The crystal chandelier came crashing to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Right after, the painting that was burning turned into ashes instantly.
Faced with the strange things that happened rapidly, everyone in the living room fell into a dead silence.
"All of you... Did you see that?"
After a long time, Zhang Qingshan spoke up with a pale face.
His son, grandson, and housekeeper all nodded with complicated expressions.
"Thank you for saving my life, Master. I salute you."
Zhang Qingshan kneeled on the ground as if he had gone mad.
He kowtowed three times respectfully to the spot where the New Year's painting had been hung.
If it weren't for the New Year's painting that had spontaneously ignited, the three would probably continue to stand and talk.
Once the crystal chandelier fell above them, none of them could escape uninjured.
Even if they didn't die, they would definitely be severely injured.
"Could it be that there really are people who can predict the future?"
Zhang Jianshe, who had deemed Chen Yu a scammer, had his worldview crumble bit by bit.
Even Zhang Xiaobei, still studying and firmly believing in science, was also in a daze.
There was no electronic circuit in the painting, so it was impossible for it to spontaneously combust into flames.
However, the impossible had happened.
At the same time, this saved their lives...
"I understand; I understand now."
Zhang Qingshan stood up after kowtowing, looking crazy.
He laughed foolishly at the wall.
"Dad, did Grandpa suffer a shock and go crazy?"
Zhang Xiaobei tapped his temples.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Jianshe slapped his son's head and asked carefully, "Dad, what do you understand?"
"I can't say. I can't say."
"A master wouldn't say, and those who say are not masters."
Zhang Qingshan was so excited that his body trembled.
No wonder he felt so comfortable when passing Chen Yu's shop.
It was clear that there was a master in the midst of cultivation.
Zhang Jianshe and Zhang Xiaobei looked at each other and couldn't comprehend what Zhang Qingshan was implying.
"Grandpa, could it be that him being a psychologist is just his disguise? Is his real identity the kind of heavenly master who can predict the future and exorcise evil spirits?"
After regaining his senses, Zhang Xiaobei tried to voice out his guess.
"Don't talk nonsense," Zhang Qingshan answered with a straight face. "Master is a psychologist through and through."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaobei and Zhang Jianshe were speechless.
Zhang Qingshan had just addressed Chen Yu as a master, yet still claimed he was a psychologist.
This was no longer a contradiction but simply covering up the smoke from a visible fire.
A clairvoyant master who changed his profession to become a psychologist.
Who would believe that?
Thus, he told his son and grandson not to say anything strange in the future.
Zhang Qingshan was secretly pleased and knew there was no doubt that Chen Yu was a clairvoyant.
He was unwilling to reveal his identity because he probably worried that too many people would look for him and hinder his cultivation.
After all, most cultivators liked peace and quiet.
If Chen Yu knew what Zhang Qingshan was thinking... he would only reply with one sentence: "He was overthinking it."
At 11 a.m. the next morning, Chen Yu received a delivery he had ordered the night before.
"Yes, this is more like a psychological consultation room."
Ten minutes later, Chen Yu looked at the two walls on the first floor with a satisfied expression.
More than ten portraits of psychology experts were hung on the walls on both sides, with their life achievements written below.
Once he was ready, Chen Yu skillfully opened the livestreaming app.
He entered his livestream channel.
The instant the livestream started, the number of viewers reached tens of thousands.
Chen Yu was perplexed by the speed of these viewers and wondered if they were living on the Huyu Platform.
"The missing streamer has returned. Brothers, charge!"
"Place your bets, place your bets! Guess how many will be depressed by the streamer today?"
"One person as the minimum, two as the average, and three as the expected amount."
"May I ask who you learned your literary nonsense from? Are you taking in apprentices?"
"I'm a newbie here. Is the streamer a fortune-teller or a psychologist?"
Of the tens of thousands of netizens who had flooded Chen Yu's channel, only a few thousand were those who had watched the livestream yesterday.
An absolute majority were here after noticing the trending headlines and especially waiting for Chen Yu's livestream today.
At midnight last night, the trending searches in Huyu were updated.
The top four trending keywords were "Wary of your best friend", "Falling in love with a man", "Metaphysics or science?" and "Psychologist".
There was a link in each of the four trending searches.
Chen Yu.
As a result, an unprecedented event occurred on the Huyu Streaming Platform.
On a livestream channel without a streamer, hundreds of thousands of netizens had gathered, waiting.
The popularity, discussion, and exchanges exceeded those of the A-list big streamers who livestreamed at midnight.
The number of viewers remaining on Chen Yu's channel had even broken the million mark in the middle of the night, turning the eyes of countless streamers red with envy.
"Miss Zhou came in. She must be here to thank you."
Some sharp-eyed netizens noticed that Zhou Kexin had entered Chen Yu's channel.
Chen Yu glanced at the screen, and just as he was about to say hello, ten carnival gifts jumped into his eyes.
"Thank you, Dr. Chen."
"If it weren't for your timely reminder, I'm afraid I would have become mentally disabled in the near future."
Zhou Kexin sent a paid comment.
"You're welcome. Helping others is our responsibility as psychologists."
Chen Yu smiled faintly as he replied.
He comforted Zhou Kexin and told her not to take this matter to heart.
"Thank you, Dr. Chen, for helping me recognize the scumbag bitch of a friend."
"Thank you, Dr. Chen, for saving Miss Zhou's life."
"Dr. Chen, thank you for saving my academic results. I'll never forget your kindness."
An interesting scene appeared.
Just as Zhou Kexin's special comment had ended, more carnival gifts appeared in the livestream.
The comments also changed from teasing to sincere gratitude.
Ever since Chen Yu exposed Zhou Kexin's best friend for poisoning her...
Beware of your best friend becoming a trending topic.
Many female fans saw this, recalled some of their best friends' abnormal actions, and investigated it.
Some of them found that their besties had hooked up with their boyfriends.
There was also one where her best friend stole her academic paper and planned to publish it first.
"666666, Dr. Chen has become the public enemy of any female best friend."
"Hahaha, "plastic sisters" is always a term."
"Congratulations, Dr. Chen. You now have a large number of female anti-fans."
Chen Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he read the comments.
He did not expect so many small friendships to be overturned overnight just because of one livestream.
After more than 20 minutes, the continuous rewards of carnival gifts finally ended.
"Thank you for your rewards, everyone. Today, we will continue to treat patients through my livestream."
"[Brother Xu Teaching on Property Purchase] gifted you a carnival gift."
A streamer with a million subscribers entered the livestream with this tip notification.
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