These two, still considered sowhat popular among the lesser-attended groups, as for the two inside, they are indeed the target of Li Zhiyuan’s visit, with absolutely no one ahead of them.
A sign on the table to the left reads "Fate Society," and sat behind it is a bald senior dozing off.
A rather miserable senior, likely a family inheritance.
This problem is almost unsolvable, no amount of care or maintenance helps, especially evident when at a certain age, even previously lush hair would instantly bald.
The sign on the table to the right reads "Face Reading Society," with a male and a female each wearing thick glasses, sitting there.
These two were not asleep, looking very anxious and uneasy, even though there was nobody in front of them, still tense and nervous.
Actually, if their two tables were combined, acting like a Daoist from Jianghu, setting up a flag saying "Iron fortune teller," "Calculating marriages and careers," "No charge if the calculation is wrong," and wearing Daoist robes, they would surely attract quite a crowd.
But indeed, the face readers were obviously severely introverted and afraid of social interactions, while the bald senior seed disillusioned with the mundane world.
Li Zhiyuan walked up to the male and female, noticing they even had na tags for themselves: President Liu Tao, Vice President Lu An’an.
"Senior brother, senior sister, I’d like to have my fortune read."
"Ah?" Liu Tao was slightly surprised and said, "Little brother, we are here for the club recruitnt."
Lu An’an nudged Liu Tao, "Just do a reading for the little brother."
It’s more embarrassing to just sit idle, better to have sothing to do.
Plus, this youth is quite handso; it’s better to look at a handso young man than to stare blankly into the air.
Liu Tao hesitated for a mont but nodded and asked, "Little brother, what exactly do you want to look at? Academic performance or health?"
"Face reading."
"Hehe, I an, what specific aspects do you want to look at, your studies or your health?"
Li Zhiyuan pointed at his own face, said, "Start with the facial structure, give a reading."
Hearing this professional jargon, the expressions of both changed noticeably.
Liu Tao pulled out a thick book with curled edges from a drawer, opened it, and then took out a notebook, removing the cap of a fountain pen, ready to make calculations.
Lu An’an anwhile fetched an abacus from the drawer below the dozing bald senior and placed it in front of Liu Tao.
Liu Tao held the pen in his right hand, toyed with the abacus with his left, while his eyes were fixed on Li Zhiyuan, continuously muttering formulas.
This setup really surprised Li Zhiyuan; it showed that the other party was truly calculating, not just pretending to calculate by flipping through a book.
However, the skill of the other party was likely very low, just barely at the threshold.
Normally, if soone were calculating for him right in front of him, he would have definitely noticed.
Back then, at the pond at Grand Master’s house, Liu Yui always liked to calculate for herself, even deliberately hiding her hands in her sleeves or behind a fan.
But every ti, he would beco alert, either making faces to interrupt or doing his own calculations in response.
Lu An’an walked out from behind the table to Li Zhiyuan’s side, "Little brother, let feel your bones."
"Okay."
Lu An’an was not very tall, did not wear perfu, and was rather ordinary looking, but her fingers were quite delicate and soft.
Moreover, when her fingertips touched your skin, one could feel the skillful way she applied and released force.
She really knew how to feel bones.
After the examination, Lu An’an returned to Liu Tao, whispered a few words to him, and Liu Tao imdiately flipped through his book again, continuing to maneuver the abacus while staring at Li Zhiyuan.
Li Zhiyuan felt it, very faint, almost like a mosquito bite.
But this ant that Liu Tao was getting into his role, though based on the combined effort of the two of them.
However, as he calculated, Liu Tao started sniffing continuously, pressing the back of his hand to his nose occasionally, and it was taking rather long.
Afraid that Li Zhiyuan might grow impatient, Lu An’an reassured, "Little brother, it takes a while, but don’t worry, it will be calculated soon."
"Alright."
Li Zhiyuan smiled in response, his fingertips still lightly twitching.
He could calculate too, which made things a bit tricky.
Lu An’an took out a candy from her pocket, unwrapped it, and brought it to Li Zhiyuan’s mouth:
"Little brother, sister is treating you to a candy."
Li Zhiyuan hesitated for a mont; his hands were occupied, so he just opened his mouth.
"Hehe."
Lu An’an didn’t find the youth’s action too presumptive and happily fed the candy into the young man’s mouth.
It was a milk candy, quite sweet.
"Little brother, do you live nearby, or are your parents part of the school?"
"I’m a freshman."
"Are you really a freshman?"
"Yes."
"Such a young age, a genius?" Suddenly, Lu An’an seed to recall sothing, excitedly said, "Then join our Face Reading Society! You can be our next president!"
Quality matters more than quantity, having a genius join would indeed be prestigious for the society.
Besides, Lu An’an was well aware; their line of work was very intellectually demanding.
Li Zhiyuan remained non-committal, his hands still fluttering lightly.
In fact, if he were to stop now, then he wouldn’t have to wait for the next generation, because this generation’s president might have to step down due to illness.
Gradually, Liu Tao’s sniffing grew louder, sweat beading on his face despite the lingering sumr’s heat, and steam seed to rise from his head.
Noticing sothing was amiss, Lu An’an exclaid, "Liu Tao..."
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