"Master Lin, you overestimated my abilities."
Qiao Ben raised his head slightly, but he still did not dare meet Master Lin's eyes. Instead, he said quietly, "I don't have the ability to track down the viewers insulting me."
Hearing this.
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and smiled. "If you don't have that ability, why are you secretly recording their IDs right now? Point your camera at your computer screen. Those are the IDs you've been recording on the screen, aren't they?"
At those words.
Qiao Ben's hands, which had been moving all this time, finally stopped.
He smiled bitterly. "No one really has any secrets in front of Master Lin."
"I only came on to test a chat script. I never expected to get connected with you, Master Lin."
"Honestly, I'm very interested in fortune-telling. In my view, fortune-telling is a combination of probability and psychology. Through psychological deductions combined with certain probability methods, you can roughly calculate a person's fate."
Chapter 1263: The rules of being single!
[Ragdoll Cat: Holy shit, is Qiao Ben a computer expert?]
[May Peace Bring Great Fortune: Good thing I didn't hurl insults at him. Qiao Ben, please don't record my ID.]
[Ninety Below Zero: Surely not. So many people are insulting him. Can he really record them all?]
[Su Su: Maybe he can't record them all, but anyone he does record will probably be in trouble.]
The viewers in the livestream discussed it animatedly.
"Fortune-telling isn't that simple."
Lin Fan said evenly, "For example, I know you're going to get a tissue in the next second. Can you figure that out using probability and psychology?"
Just as he finished speaking.
Qiao Ben happened to reach out and pull out a tissue to wipe his nose.
His hand stopped with the tissue in it.