Entertainment: Succubus Monk, Starter Tornado Boy

"Whoops!"

"too difficult!"

"Staying true to your heart, being firm on yourself, and not being seduced by beauty is actually the most difficult thing in life!"

After the scene, Lin Chen bowed his hands and recited the"Heart Sutra" silently in his mind.

When he was filming with Xu Ruoxuan, this girl was so fierce. As soon as she came on stage, she threw herself into his arms and started shaking and twitching.

Under the camera, she She seemed to be crying.

But only Lin Chen knew that this girl was addicted to rubbing herself.

She was so courageous. With so many crew members and cameras filming, she dared to rub against her and get hot.

If this was private Understood, wouldn’t he have to be eaten alive?

Amitabha, Buddha bless me.

I pray that the next movie will be released soon, and the joyful value will be received smoothly!

"Senior brother!"

At this time,

Xiaolong ran over in his little monk's clothes, with Shao Wen beside him.

"What's wrong, Xiaolong?"

Seeing Xiaolong and Xiaopangdun coming, Lin Chen also showed a smile.

He still had a good impression of these two child stars that he liked at the beginning.

Of course, it was only limited to the stage when they were under ten years old.

After this As you age, you become less cute.

"Brother Zhiyin asked me to come to you, saying that I wanted to have a private chat with my senior brother."

"Lin Zhiyin? Lin

Chen raised his eyebrows, raised his head and looked around.

Not far away, he saw Lin Zhiyin looking at him with a smile on his face. When he saw him looking at him, he even made a gesture of bowing with his hands.

"Got it, I'll go over and see him."

Although he didn't know what Lin Zhiyin was looking for, he probably wouldn't be able to figure out the reason if he asked Xiaolong. It would be better to go directly to him and ask.

Lin Chen took a step forward and walked in the direction of Lin Zhiyin.

He came to him. , bowed his hands and said:"Amitabha, I wonder why Donor Lin wanted to find this poor monk?!"

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

Lin Zhiyin quickly bowed in return. After standing up, he looked at the little master Yichen standing in front of him, dressed in white and with a birthmark of three lotus flowers on his eyebrows. From a visual sense, Xiaolong's senior brother was indeed somewhat sacred. Coupled with the blessings brought by the Yuehua Yunyao monk's robes and the mighty Tianlong sandalwood Buddha beads, when others look directly at Lin Chen, they feel as if they are seeing a living Buddha and an eminent monk. At this time,

Lin Zhiyin He didn't dare to neglect, and quickly bowed and said:"Little Master Yichen, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"It’s okay. Donor Lin, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Then...then I'll be offended. Lin

Zhiyin hesitated and said:"You are such a little master Yichen. I heard from Xiaolong that you are born proficient in Buddhism and have wisdom... so I want you to help me tell my fortune.""

"Fortune telling?"

Lin Chen frowned. He didn't know how to tell fortunes.

Besides, fortune-telling is also something created by Taoism. Buddhism is more about cause and effect.

Of course, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have been entangled for thousands of years, and many things have been integrated into each other. Fortune-telling is no longer a Taoist privilege.

But again, Lin Chen can't do it!

He hasn't heard of any uncles or masters in Shaolin Temple who can tell fortunes. At most, they can help interpret fortunes.

This fortune-telling Fortune-telling and fortune-telling are two different things. The former is based on your birth date and horoscopes, and is analyzed according to the contents of the classics, while the latter is a real calculation of your fate for the rest of your life.

Lin Zhiyin frowned and said nothing when he saw the little master Yichen. , he had a clever idea and said quickly:"Little Master Yichen, I know that fortune telling cannot be in vain, I am willing to pay 200,000 yuan for sesame oil!"

200,000, in this era, is already a lot.

But for Lin Chen, money is not of much use at the moment. He only eats, drinks and lives in Shaolin.

Although he can't say big fish and meat, the taste of vegetarian food is still very good. In addition, he has been a vegetarian for many years, and he has become accustomed to it.

But after all, Shaolin has a big business now, and there are so many lay disciples practicing martial arts and participating in kung fu performance groups. These people all need to be paid.

Lin Chen thought for a while, If Lin Zhiyin was not calculating random things, then he should be fine.

If it were someone else, Lin Chen might refuse directly, but the person in front of him is Lin Zhiyin!

For this artist who is still enduring after decades, , he still knows a little bit about the other person’s public life trajectory, whether it’s marriage, career, or children.

To put it in layman’s terms, I can’t tell fortunes, but I can predict the future!

"I wonder what kind of fortune Master Lin wants to calculate?"

"I want to count my career."

At this time, Lin Zhiyin was still young, and the previous album release had been hit. Naturally, his mind was all about his career, and there was no so-called love between his children. In other words, he lacked a girlfriend, and he was handsome and a treasure. Island little whirlwind, if you really want to pick up girls, it’s almost impossible for anyone to resist.

"cause? I wonder what kind of career it is?

Lin Chen paused and said,"Is it the current career or the future career?""

Lin Zhiyin was stunned. Is there any difference between the present and the future?

But since Master Yichen said so, he naturally had to choose. But after struggling for a long time, he held back a sentence:"Yes, can it all count?""

"Donor Lin, come with me! Lin

Chen didn't say anything. He just walked in front and asked the other party to follow him.

Lin Zhiyin hurriedly caught up.

After a while, the two came to a main hall.

Lin Chen found a pen and paper,"Donor Lin, write a Ziba"

"Writing?"

"Well, just write one"

"oh oh."

Lin Zhiyin took the brush. Although he had never used it before, it was okay to write a word. But what word should he write?

His own name?

No, the little master Yichen also knew his name. If he asked himself to write it, he must be thinking. Calculate more clearly.

How about spin?

My nickname is Asian Little Whirlwind, and this word spin can best represent myself.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyin immediately wrote down the word spin.

After writing, his face turned red. The handwriting is really ugly

"What is this word?"

Yichen looked left and right, but he didn't recognize what the characters were. Are the characters on Baodao different from his own?

No, he can also read and write traditional Chinese characters, and there are many unique copies. The Buddhist scriptures are all in traditional Chinese characters.

Lin Zhiyin was very embarrassed and said nonchalantly:"Well, I'm sorry, little master Yichen, I haven't written much calligraphy with calligraphy. My character is the whirlwind character of whirlwind.""

"Spin? Lin

Chen raised his eyebrows, picked up the problem, and rewrote a standard and beautiful word"Xian".

After that, under Lin Zhiyin's expectant eyes,

Lin Chen sat cross-legged on the futon, seemingly closing his eyes. When telling fortunes, I’m actually thinking about how to make up stories.

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