How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 333 Playing tricks?

"Oh, isn't this Principal Zhou and Director Zhu? What a coincidence!" Zhang Wen walked up to Zhou Maoquan and Zhu Zhengyan and greeted them warmly with a bright smile.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhou Maoquan's face darkened, his brows furrowed deeply, and he said irritably, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhu Zhengyan, standing to the side, recalled the principal's question earlier. It seemed that this man surnamed Zhang knew his whereabouts tonight, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy. He silently lowered his head and wiped the blood from his mouth, pretending not to have seen it.

“I was originally going to leave, but when I came out of Jiahua, I observed the night sky and found that the Big Dipper seemed to have changed slightly. The brightness of Mizar was significantly increased, emitting an eerie light. This indicates that a disaster is about to happen, and someone will be in big trouble tonight. So I decided to stay and observe here for the time being,” Zhang Wen said seriously.

"???"

Zhou Maoquan was startled and unconsciously looked up at the sky. The inky night sky was deep and mysterious, with countless stars densely packed together, like diamonds set in the sky.

He quickly found the Big Dipper. Although he didn't know which one was Mizar, the word "disaster" made every star seem eerie to him.

If he had heard these superstitious words before tonight, he certainly wouldn't have believed them, and might even have ridiculed the other person. But so much had happened tonight: a cell phone exploding, an elevator stopping, a car emitting smoke...

One item on its own isn't a big deal, but when several are put together, it makes him wonder if he's the one who's going to be the unluckiest.

Zhu Zhengyan stopped wiping his mouth, secretly amazed at how accurate Zhang's prediction was. If he had met him a few minutes earlier, his two front teeth might not have been knocked out.

The security guard standing behind him glanced back and forth between Principal Zhou and Director Zhu, finally settling on Principal Zhou.

Although Director Zhu was unlucky enough to fall flat on his face and lose two front teeth, Principal Zhou was more unlucky in terms of the number of times he had such an accident.

"Oh!" Zhang Wen suddenly exclaimed, then looked at Zhu Zhengyan with a look of astonishment and asked, "Director Zhu, what happened to you? Why is your face covered in blood? Do you have some kind of terminal illness?"

Zhu Zhengyan's lips twitched; he felt worse than if he had knocked out two front teeth.

Is it polite to start by mentioning a terminal illness?
It must have been intentional.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally bumped my mouth," Zhu Zhengting said, but because he had knocked out two front teeth, his speech was a little unclear.

It's drafty.

"You knocked out your front teeth? That was really careless. Director Zhu should be more careful in the future. After all, doing too many bad things can lead to retribution," Zhang Wen said calmly.

Zhu Zhengting was startled and secretly sized up the man surnamed Zhang opposite him, sensing that there was something hidden in his words.

Could it be that the other party has evidence?

"Alright!" Zhou Maoquan turned his gaze away from the night sky and said coldly, "Zhang, stop playing tricks here. What disasters and bad luck? It's all just alarmist talk. If there really is retribution, you should be the first to suffer it."

Zhang Wen chuckled softly.

Pretending to be a ghost?

He is the embodiment of the gods, he doesn't need to pretend. As for playing with ghosts, he has no interest in that. Isn't it better to play with women? Why would he play with ghosts?
"What, Principal Zhou doesn't believe me?" After Zhang Wen finished speaking, he squinted and looked Zhou Maoquan up and down, as if there was some treasure hidden on the other man's face.

Zhou Maoquan felt extremely uncomfortable under their gaze, as if he had been stripped naked. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

“Principal Zhou, the whites of your eyes are bluish, and your forehead is dark, like dark clouds pressing down on you, giving off a sinister aura. This is an ominous sign. I think you are the one who is about to suffer a great misfortune,” Zhang Wen said, his face displaying an inscrutable calm.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Maoquan's face turned even uglier, and he shouted, "Zhang, don't talk nonsense here. You're the one who's going to be in big trouble."

Zhu Zhengting, standing to the side, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that it wasn't him.

The security guard was completely dumbfounded, his face practically screaming "Awesome!"

If it weren't for Principal Zhou's presence, he would have already stepped forward to ask about his appearance.

That's so accurate.

Principal Zhou is such an unlucky guy tonight. He made a phone call, and the phone exploded and caught fire. He took the elevator, and the elevator stopped working. He drove his car, and the car started smoking. Can you find anyone more unlucky than Principal Zhou around here?
“Since Principal Zhou doesn’t believe me, then forget it. Sigh.” Zhang Wen sighed after speaking, then his gaze suddenly sharpened and fell on Zhou Maoquan’s crotch. He asked suspiciously, “Principal Zhou, why are your pants wet? Did you wet your pants?”

The security guard and Zhu Zhengyan both looked at Zhou Maoquan's crotch at the same time.

The security guard, being an insider and a sniffer, quickly turned his head away after seeing it, suppressing his laughter and trying to think about sad and upsetting things.

For example: When I was drinking porridge in the morning, there was a fly in the bowl, but when I found it, there was only half left.

When I went to the restroom at noon, I accidentally flung it onto my hand.

This afternoon, while playing Lu Ban No. 7, I was targeted and killed more than ten times by the enemy assassin. Not only was I called a noob by the elementary school kids in my team, but I was also judged to have intentionally fed kills, resulting in a -4 credit score.

"Cough cough!"

No, I still want to laugh.

Unaware of the situation, Zhu Zhengting stared curiously at the principal's crotch. Although it wasn't very polite, he really wanted to know why the crotch was wet.

Zhou Maoquan blushed and scolded Director Zhu and the security guard, "What are you looking at? It was spilled while drinking water, is that not allowed?" He then glared fiercely at the security guard.

The security guard quickly turned his back, afraid of incurring the principal's wrath.

Zhu Zhengting was stunned by the principal's reaction. Wasn't this the anger and embarrassment that came after the truth was exposed?

If it was just spilled while drinking water, is it really worth getting so angry?
But why would the principal wet his pants?
Was the principal even more unlucky than him? Did he accidentally bump into something and cause urinary incontinence?
That was so careless!

"hehe!"

Zhang Wen smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm, clearly not believing the other party's explanation.

Zhou Maoquan gritted his teeth, wishing he could crawl under the car. He knew he couldn't hide it anymore, since there were at least eight or nine people present at the time. So he stopped arguing and said to Zhu Zhengyan, "Director Zhu, can I borrow your car for a moment? My car is broken."

what?
Zhu Zhengyan froze on the spot, as if he had been struck by a pressure point.

Normally, he would have handed over the car keys without hesitation, but now...

Looking at the principal's wet pants, he was filled with inner turmoil.

That was his brand new car, only driven for a month, and the seats didn't have cushions. If the principal sat on it, wouldn't the leather seats get rotten?
But if I don't lend it to them, the other party is the principal of Jia Hua Art Examination School. How can I work under them in the future?

After hesitating for a moment, he handed over the car keys.

Between his job and the new car, he chose the job.

At worst, I can send it to be cleaned and disinfected tomorrow, and then buy a new set of cushions.

Zhou Maoquan took the car keys and walked toward the Volkswagen Tiguan parked not far away.

“Principal Zhou, I advise you to stay here and not wander around, and especially not drive,” Zhang Wen said with good intentions.

"Why?" Zhou Maoquan asked.

"Because disaster will befall you," Zhang Wen said earnestly.

"Bullshit, I'm a staunch materialist, don't try to fool me with your superstitious nonsense." Zhou Maoquan rolled his eyes, opened the door, and got into the car.

He thought to himself: The disasters have already come, I am lucky and have a long life.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Wen sighed deeply and said, "Good words are like a donkey's liver and lungs, and good advice is useless to a damned ghost. If Principal Zhou won't listen, so be it; the wheel of fate has already begun to turn."

Upon hearing this, the security guard turned his gaze to Principal Zhou, who was getting into the car.

Principal Zhou didn't believe the young man's words, but he did, since what the young man said had already come true, and perhaps Principal Zhou's bad luck wasn't over yet.

Just as he was thinking about whether to have his fortune told by Principal Zhang, he saw Principal Zhou driving Director Zhu's car toward him. He initially thought it was just a turn, but through the windshield he saw Principal Zhou looking anxious, even a little panicked.

not good!

The security guard reacted quickly and dodged to the side. The car narrowly missed him, eventually crashing into the Mercedes that had just burst into flames.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang.

The Mercedes-Benz sedan moved forward several meters due to the impact.

"no!"

Zhu Zhengyan watched helplessly as his car crashed into Principal Zhou's car, letting out a painful cry.

His new car!
Not only are the seats dirty, but the car has now been damaged.

"Crack!"

The car door opened, and Zhou Maoquan, his forehead flushed, stepped out.

He touched his forehead with his hand.

"hiss!"

It hurts a little!
Fortunately, the car was only in the initial stage and not going very fast, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Zhu Zhengting quickly walked to the front of the car. The front bumper was slightly deformed, and there was a long crack in the right headlight. Although it was not very serious, it was still very distressing.

After regaining his composure, Zhou Maoquan looked at Zhu Zhengyan and said, "Director Zhu, your car brakes are faulty; they almost killed me."

Zhu Zhengyan glanced at Principal Zhou and thought to himself: I just drove back from the police station. If there really was a problem with the brakes, I would have run you over just now.

Of course, he could only think about it, but he couldn't say it to his face, otherwise not only would there be a problem with the brakes, but his job would also be in trouble.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know," Zhu Zhengyan said through gritted teeth, feeling extremely aggrieved.

He kindly lent his car to the principal, and now the principal has crashed it, and he still has to apologize to the principal. Is there any justice in this world?

But what can you do when the other party is the principal?
I guess I'll just have to accept my bad luck.

and many more!

Bad luck?

Zhu Zhengyan suddenly turned to look at Principal Zhang, who was not far away, his words still echoing in his ears.

"Don't wander around, and definitely don't drive..."

"Good words are like a donkey's liver and lungs, and good advice is useless to a damned devil..."

At this moment, he understood everything.

The problem isn't with the car, it's with Zhou Maoquan.

Misfortune was about to befall Principal Zhou; he was the unlucky one, and his car was also affected.

Can you say that? No!

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

"Those who don't listen to good advice will suffer the consequences," Zhang Wen said, shaking his head.

Zhou Maoquan's face turned deathly pale.

I thought the disaster was over, but it turned out to be just the beginning.

'God, what did I, Zhou Maoquan, do wrong? Why is this happening to me?'

Zhou Maoquan shouted in his heart.

Even materialists are no longer so steadfast at this moment.

"Principal, why don't you take the subway home?" Zhu Zhengyan said quietly, worried that Principal Zhou would ask him to drive.

"..."

Zhou Maoquan was speechless.

He wanted to take the subway home, but his pants were still wet. If he took the subway, wouldn't he be incredibly embarrassed, even on Line 8? It would be all over the city tomorrow.

"You can't take the subway!" the security guard next to him quickly said.

"Why?" Zhu Zhengyan asked.

"Because, because..." the security guard stammered, unsure of what to say.

The principal's own car was smoking; the principal's other car had brake failure.

What if the principal takes the subway and there's a problem? How many people would be affected?
Seeing the security guard's hesitant manner, Zhu Zhengyan quickly understood the man's concerns.

Yes, the principal is currently plagued by bad luck, a reincarnation of an unlucky person. Wherever he goes, misfortune follows. It's best to stop letting the principal bring trouble to others.

Zhou Maoquan's face darkened. After experiencing so much bad luck, he refused to believe that God would not let him off the hook. It was time for someone else to suffer the same fate.

"Xiao Lü, give me the car keys," Zhou Maoquan said to the security guard.

"Principal, I don't own a car. I usually take the subway and shared bikes to work," the security guard said, adding that he had never felt so fortunate not to have a car.

Zhou Maoquan frowned. He wanted to borrow a car from someone else, but he was worried about crashing into another one, so he decided to ride a shared bicycle home.

Surely shared bikes won't explode and catch fire?
And even if the brakes don't work, you can use the soles of your shoes as brakes.

There was a row of blue shared bikes parked on the street. He took out his phone, scanned the code, unlocked the bike, and put one foot on the pedal. He didn't forget to snort at the guy surnamed Zhang, as if he was making a show of defiance.

Zhang Wen didn't say anything, he just kept shaking his head, but there was a smile in his eyes, as if he was mocking him.

Zhou Maoquan turned his head, put his foot on the pedal, the chain made a 'clicking' sound, and the vehicle suddenly lurched forward, his other foot also on the pedal.

Zhu Zhengting and the security guard watched the principal leave, but the next moment, their eyes widened in surprise...

The car seat was bumped by Principal Zhou's buttocks and fell to the ground with a "thud," leaving behind a protruding steel pipe.

However, Principal Zhou was unaware that he had sat back and landed directly on the steel pipe.

"what!"

A painful scream echoed through the night sky of the capital.

Zhou Maoquan suddenly sprang to his feet, his entire face contorted in pain.

"hiss!"

Zhu Zhengting felt Xiaoju tighten and gasp, as if he could feel the pain that Principal Zhou had experienced.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished. It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet."

"Director Zhu, did you do anything wrong tonight?"

……

(End of this chapter)