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Chapter 60 Honesty

What Fu Chen said was exactly the same as what Hua Gua wrote on the note.

After witnessing this with their own eyes, everyone was incredibly surprised.

Because they were very clear about this, just before the betting began.

Hua Gua was actually quite arrogant towards Fu Chen, and he didn't believe that Fu Chen could possibly guess what he was thinking.

In reality, even if it were someone else, they would have absolutely no chance of guessing what he was thinking.

Because Hua Gua's idea was so damn bizarre, he wasn't thinking about anything at all, he was thinking about a movie.

To be precise, the movie he envisioned was one that would make one of the corpora cavernosa in every man's body swell.

Movies with special features.

And it's not the name of the movie, but rather the manufacturer's number, which better reflects the movie itself.

Who the hell could have come up with that? Unless you have the ability to read other people's minds...

Therefore, everyone around was shocked.

Aside from the female students, most of the male students could understand what these letters and numbers meant, but they probably hadn't seen this newly released movie yet.

Hua Gua let out a deep sigh.

He never expected that his thoughts could be discovered. This time, he truly lost.

He was no longer too bothered by the failure; he was more puzzled as to why the other party was so capable, able to dissect his thoughts.

"Impressive, but Brother Chen, can you tell me how you did it?"

"Then could you teach me how you use the Six Lines divination method to tell fortunes for others?" Fu Chen asked him in return.

"I understand, Brother Chen. I accept my loss. You're awesome, you really are awesome."

Even we, the masters of the Six Lines divination method, cannot predict such a thing.

Fu Chen nodded emphatically, indicating his agreement.

No matter how skilled someone is at divination or interpreting hexagrams, it's practically impossible for them to guess that someone is thinking about such bizarre things...

From this experience, he also found a way to identify whether a person is a charlatan.

Can you imagine?

A person comes to a fortune teller or diviner with sincere intentions.

Let him calculate his own thoughts.

As a result, what he was thinking about wasn't his future marriage or career, but a captivating actress and the number of her latest release.

That fortune teller only wanted to make 200 yuan from you, but you wanted to kill him!

Hua Gua lost; he lost completely.

So he immediately counted out the 3000 yuan he had lost to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen, who handed the money to him in front of everyone and accepted it with a smile, set his sights on the next lamb to the slaughter, Chen Jiaxin.

"Okay, write your thoughts down on the note. I'm going out now."

After saying this, Fu Chen deliberately made a noise by standing up, thus attracting everyone's attention.

Then, in that split second, he quickly and secretly squeezed another bottle of the Thought-Seeking Potion onto Chen Jiaxin's dark gothic-style dress.

"pretty!"

Hua Gua suddenly erupted and shouted!

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"Brother Cheng, at this moment, I wish you were Uncle Da!"

Without exception, although Fu Chen couldn't figure it out, Hua Gua had clearly once again captured the moment he used the spying potion.

He would certainly not allow it to happen to himself, but he would be extremely happy and excited if it happened to his mortal enemy.

He felt smug and happy whenever he saw his nemesis get messed up, and he strongly supported Fu Chen's behavior of deliberately soiling the other person's pants.

Chen Jiaxin couldn't understand what Hua Gua was saying, and Hua Gua didn't remind her of this idea either.

Without exception, Chen Jiaxin still insulted his entire family. There was no reason; she simply didn't like Hua Gua, that jerk.

Chen Jiaxin started writing something on a piece of paper, and Fu Chen, who was outside the classroom, could see very accurately what she was writing.

To be precise, it is possible to see what she is thinking at this very moment.

At this moment, the other person is not thinking of a sentence or a paragraph, but of a pattern.

Upon learning of this situation, Fu Chen entered the classroom without hesitation.

"Chen Jiaxin, I know exactly what you were thinking just now."

In your mind, there's a deck of cards, and on the cards is a queen wearing a crown and holding a scepter. Am I right?

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiaxin froze.

His reaction was enough to prove the truth of what Fu Chen said.

Chen Jiaxin sighed. Even she couldn't imagine how Fu Chen had managed to do it.

Is it really possible for a human being to guess what she's thinking without using any tools and just by hand?

But then something strange happened.

When Chen Jiaxin's note was revealed, everyone fell silent.

Because the person on the playing card doesn't seem to be an empress.

What everyone saw was a strange-looking, bizarre humanoid creature.

"What the hell is this thing?"

People expressed doubt and curiosity about this strange-looking creature.

After putting them together and pondering them for a while, I finally had a sudden realization.

"That's the clown from playing cards!"

Upon hearing this, the others had no choice but to nod in agreement, because to be honest, the thing Chen Jiaxin drew really did look like a clown.

"In that case, our psychology representative lost. I knew it! How could he be so accurate every time!"

Everyone was teasing enthusiastically, but at that moment, Chen Jiaxin awkwardly raised her hand and stammered:

"Hey, what are you calling a clown? You're the clowns! Can't you see that what I drew is the Queen?"

Then, Chen Jiaxin took out a tarot card called "The Empress" from her stack of tarot cards and compared it with the others.

It's not that they're completely unrelated, but there's absolutely no connection between them whatsoever.

If Chen Jiaxin hadn't been honest enough to admit that she had drawn the Queen...

Perhaps someone else should be chosen.

Fu Chen's 3000 yuan was wasted.

Bad news: Chen Jiaxin lost.

Good news: She is honest and a good girl.

Fu Chen gave her a thumbs up and praised her: "You're the one who's truly honest. You could have denied it, but I have to say you're very honest."

"Since I'm being so honest, Fu Chen, can you give me a smaller discount?"

Chen Jiaxin said in a cute way.

"That won't do, one thing at a time."

Fu Chen accepted the three thousand yuan.

It's time to get ready for class.

The entire morning was dedicated to Potions class.