Su Nan, a master of metaphysics, revealed too many secrets of heaven and was struck dead by a thunderbolt sent down by the Heavenly Dao. By accident, he transmigrated into a book and took over the body of a minor celebrity who had died of a heart attack.
At that moment, he was lying naked on a bed, beside an empty bottle of a certain male vitality supplement.
Su Nan looked at the man standing by the bed in nothing but a bath towel, his eight-pack abs and V-line on full display. Wiping the nosebleed from his nose, Su Nan said earnestly, "Your face is flushed and your eyes are sparkling. These are signs of a romantic calamity."
Song Ke gave a cold snort and lunged at him.
What happened next cannot be described.
Afterward.
Su Nan: "I have a wealth-attracting talisman. It'll make money pour in for you from now on."
Song Ke: "My family owns a mine."
Su Nan: "?"
Song Ke: "There's oil in the mine, too."
Su Nan: "I have an evil-warding talisman. It'll keep you healthy for a hundred years and stop evil spirits from coming near you."
Song Ke calmly pulled a contract out from under the table leg, dusted it off, and revealed three bold, black characters. The signatory: Su Nan.
Su Nan clutched his lower back and pounded the bed. "I'm suing you!"
Song Ke lunged at him again, his voice suggestive and unreadable. "I've got connections above me, and you've got me above you."
*
A rumor spread through the Pumpkin fan club: Nan Shen had been visiting the old district a lot lately, apparently to find a fortune-teller. The Pumpkins planned to go as a group and sneakily (ahem) kidnap their idol.
An hour later, someone suggested asking the fortune-teller by the roadside. Everyone scoffed. "Even if Nan Shen wanted his fortune told, there's no way he'd go somewhere this low-class."
Su Nan, tidying up his stall nearby, looked bewildered. He thought he'd just heard someone call him.
*
On the first day Su Nan set up his stall, the big brother at the next stall secretly took off his sunglasses and asked in a low voice, "Kid, did you come here because your family can't even afford to put food on the table, too?"
Su Nan thought of the pot lid he'd never once lifted and nodded.
The big brother sighed sympathetically and eagerly shared his advice. "This won't do. You have to wear sunglasses before anyone will come to have their fortune told."
Su Nan pondered this.
The next day, the big brother arrived early. He saw Su Nan step out of a stretch Rolls-Royce, wearing an enormous pair of sunglasses that covered most of his face.
#Ever since I got struck by lightning, I've been feeling a lot more energetic~#
Reader's guide: 1. A master of both the metaphysics and entertainment circles, the bottom, VS a top whose money could stretch around the Earth ten times if laid end to end.
2. This is probably a story about how you shouldn't show off, because showing off gets you struck by lightning, and after that you marry into a wealthy family.
3. Pure goofiness and absurd humor, just for a laugh. Don't try to find any logic. If it makes you uncomfortable, hit the X and run for your life.
4. I'll add more if I think of anything else.