Chapter 110:

While still on the road, the players have shown different reactions to this recording. Van Gaalo kept his eyes closed and nourished the whole process. He didn't say a word to the staff around him, and he almost fell asleep with the photographer who shot him. Yuan Zhongzhou and others have to meditate or meditate and seize all time to practice. Several other players with less outstanding abilities are more "grabbing horses", chattering with the staff around them, making various predictions about the test content, and showing extreme excitement.
After the car arrived at the destination, they were hauled by the staff to the front of the Jin Luan Temple and faced with Song Nuan and the people of the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau. They wore blindfolds, but were able to sense some weird aura, so they turned their heads and looked around.
"They can see?" Asked Liang Liang, the leader of the Cultural Relics Bureau, lowering his voice.
"Invisible, but they can sense it." Song Nuanwei hooked his lips, his expression very reserved, but his eyes flashed with pride.
"What about him? Isn't he able to sense it?" Liang Lao pointed to the silent young man standing on the edge of the crowd, as if isolated from the whole world.
Song Wenneng really wanted to break him with a "patterned Tucson", but he refrained in time and smirked: "He is the kind of person who can walk the world blindfolded, so he doesn't need to feel."
"Yes, your players are very interesting." Liang Lao's smile is more fake than Song Nuan. What can walk the world blindfolded? When they are doing youth pain film?
But Mr. Lu asked cautiously and eagerly: "That's Mr. Van Galovin? My daughter described him to me, saying that the person who can be found at first sight in the crowd must be him. That's great. It ’s nice to finally see him with my own eyes! Can I meet Mr. Fan alone after the show is finished? I have a gift for him. "He rubbed his hands, his expression nervous, so old People are acting like a little fan.
Song Warm felt that he had gained great respect, so he nodded happily: "Of course, others are very good."
"I know that he is indeed a very nice person. I have heard my daughter talk about it many times. She calls me every day when she calls back." Lu Lao nodded repeatedly, and his voice was grateful.
Old Liang didn't know where to go, but he didn't ask much. But precisely because of these people's excessive praise of Van Gogh, he instead left a bad impression on the young man, thinking that he has a fickle mind, the biggest advantage is that he is beautiful, good at interpersonal communication, but there is nothing real ability. Heard that this show is the one that he invested the most, and the entire program crew had to hold him.
What psychic, help ghosts and gods, and solve the curse, I really do not do this embarrassing thing under the persuasion of Lao Lu because my brain is broken. The program hasn't started recording yet, and Mr. Liang has already regretted it.
Hearing the cry of the players, the rest of the elders also smiled embarrassingly and politely. Let's record it, let them go to work after they have finished, and those who are still lying in the hospital must have inhaled the poison gas before they will fall ill. When wood rots, it will become moldy. Moldy fungi emit spores and unpleasant odors. It has been brewing for another thousand years, and it must be very toxic. This is the real cause of coma.
Everyone had their own speculations in their hearts, so they were even less hopeful of this psychic.
While other players were addicted to the magnificent purple air and the noble wind emanating from this ancient palace city, Vanguard's toes pointed insignificantly towards the direction of the Luang Temple. Song Rui was the only one who noticed his subtle body language, and slowly walked towards him.
Song Rui was wearing a chic tailored black shirt today, wearing casual pants of the same color, and a python scale belt tied around her waist. The overall image was very ascetic, but it appeared to have wide shoulders, narrow waists, buttocks and long legs. It was very healthy. He rolled his sleeves to his elbows, and his hair was messed up by the wind, as if he was very free and easy. The thin gold glasses and the light smile on the corners of the lips revealed the gentleness and elegance, freed from a walking contradiction.
He also sprayed some cologne on his pulse, orange blossom mixed with the scent of lavender, very fresh and elegant. He approached the man silently, held out his hand, and shook it in front of the other person's blindfolded eyes, but was held by his too cold hand. The body temperature of the two people, which were far from each other, blended together, which was very suitable for this hot summer. .
"Dr. Song, don't be naughty." Fangallo's smile was equally shallow and uninhibited.
"For the first time someone used naughty to describe me, is it too naive?" Having said that, Song Rui's smile was very pleasant. I don't know why, in front of this man, he could become so relaxed and comfortable as if he were a completely normal human being.
"Then you will get used to it later, Dr. Song." Fangallo let go of this man's hand and sincerely admired: "Your smell is very good."
Song Rui's lips swiftly turned up, but was pressed down by his strong willpower. He coughed, turned his head to the direction of Jin Luan Temple, and asked in a low voice: "Have you already sensed it?" There was a serious topic in his mouth. In fact, he was putting this man's words on the operating table. Analyze one sentence: you will get used to it in the future, that is to say, after recording the program, they will have it later; become a habit, don't you have to meet often ...
Somehow, he felt a heart palpitation. The corner of his mouth that had just been pressed down just now was rising unconsciously. However, without waiting for him to think deeply, Fangallo had raised the volume and asked, "Is He Jinglian coming today?"
Song Nuan immediately replied: "Come."
"Teacher Fan, I'm here." He Jinglian raised her hand trembling in the darkness, and then couldn't wait to fumble in the direction of the voice. She was still thinking about where the teacher would be, how to find him, without him, she panicked.
"Be careful, go slowly." A gentle voice rang in her ears, and then her thin arms were held by a big hand, and the temperature slightly higher than normal people kept coming.
"Ah! I, I'm not leaving, I'm standing here!" He Jinglian exclaimed, and then shrunk his head and shoulders, standing halfway and dared not move. It is that man, like a black hole, who can devour all the light and darkness! But it's strange that he was so happy today. He seemed to have a little bird in his chest, singing songs all the time, with a little light hanging on his heart! She just saw it!
He Jinglian gasped slightly, but a whisper of light came from her ear: "It's so good."
This was a compliment, but He Jinglian pulled the clothes and almost cried. When this person is also present, she should not be close to Teacher Fan!
Fangallo did not know the little girl's "tragic encounter" and continued: "He Jinglian, I suggest you withdraw from this test."
"Why?" He Jinglian turned her head and asked questions without any negative emotions.
But the mother who stood outside the shooting site and insisted on coming with her was angry and immediately rushed out, pointing at Van Gogh ’s nose and asking: "Are you Van Gogh? Is it because you told my daughter Let her retire? Oh wow, it turns out that you grow up like this, no wonder you can coax my daughter around and let her go home to quarrel with me every day! My daughter is young and easy to be deceived, I am not so fooling Do n’t think I do n’t know what idea you are playing. You see my daughter is particularly capable and has a high chance of winning the championship. You want to get her away so as to reduce a strong competitor? Is n’t it even seduce a minor? The girl ’s ugly things can be done, you are really nasty! "
Fangallo is not yet angry, and Song Rui has taken hold of He Mu's impolite index finger and said coldly: "This lady, slander others for no reason, I can sue you for slander."
Mother He felt that her index finger was about to be broken, and her teeth were so painful that she grinned, but she was frightened by Song Wenwen ’s words before she yelled,
What ’s the matter with you? We ’ve shot well here, you rushed out What are you doing? If you are so uncooperative, we have the right to let your daughter retire. The contract says that anyone who disrupts the shooting will be unconditionally evicted and will have to lose money! Do you want your daughter to retire? Straight, I will let her go immediately! "
"Don't don't, I'll go out immediately! My daughter can't retire!" He Mu was anxious, but was suffering from her fingers being pinched by Song Rui, and she could only scream while sighing: "Lianlian, don't listen to this Van Gogh Luo, if you take part in the competition, your mother will be with you next to me. Do n’t be afraid! My brother ’s tuition fees for the next semester have n’t fallen yet. He took the first place again this year. You have to think about him! Prosperously, if your brother doesn't have you, you can only follow your dad's path. Do you have the patience to be a hard worker for a lifetime? "
He Jinglian can imagine the chaos in the field and ca n’t help crying:
Mom, Mr. Fan regarded me as a junior and took good care of me. It was n’t as bad as you thought. Please say a few words! I ’m begging you. ! I will take part in the competition. "
Every recording has money to take, and tens of thousands of pieces will be lost for one less show. Mother naturally disagrees. What's more, her son spent 80,000 yuan in participating in the international summer camp in the past two months. Where is she, a housewife with no income, where can she get so much money? She was n’t squeezing her daughter, she could n’t help it!
He Jinglian can feel the mother's worry and helplessness, but how much of these emotions are for her? Is it really just a cash cow in my parents' mind? The tree is dead, the tree is falling, the tree is no longer falling coins, who can not be nervous? But the tree itself is unhappy, as humans, they probably do n’t feel it and do n’t care?
He Jinglian cried, but her tears were absorbed by the thick black cloth, and no one could see it.
Song Rui let go of her mother and took out a sterile paper towel to carefully wipe her hands carefully and carefully. The gentle expression was gone, replaced by full of disgust and intolerance, as if touching something particularly dirty s things.
Mother He knew that he was a judge and had great power, so she dared to retreat out of the shooting venue.
Everyone is watching this farce, including those blindfolded players. The strong gossip heart makes them erect their ears, and their brains fill many "fragrant plots" that are not humane. The speculated and even misunderstood Van Goghro looked in the direction of He Jinglian and sighed silently. In a few moments, he seemed to have made a decision. He looked at Song Nuanwen and asked, "That's it. Can I be behind He Jinglian when I test later?"
"Of course." Song Nuan nodded without thinking.
The rest of the players were unhappy, and immediately objected: "Song Dao, we will draw later, right? They are bound, how to draw this lot? Could it be in front of others?"
"That is, each test is conducted separately, and after we are isolated, we are forbidden to communicate with each other. Is this to prevent us from cheating or to facilitate your fraud? Are the performances of Fangalo on TV really induced on the spot? Did n’t you rehearse in advance? Why do n’t I believe it so much! "
"Yes! We don't even know how he behaved. When others asked about it on the Internet, we will tell you the truth!"
These players 'doubts about Fangalo also represent the majority of netizens' doubts about this program. The closed recording is indeed very convenient for the program group to falsify. Who they want to hold, just let this person rehearse the relevant plot in advance It ’s no different from filming.
Liang Lao and others stood and watched, their expressions a little subtle.
They are all well-known cultural figures in the circle, symbolizing Yangchun Baixue, and the players they hold are like a group of lower ribs, jumping up and down to make jokes. This embarrassing scene made Song Nuan feel angry and humiliated, and was preparing to take tough measures to calm down the scene, but the cousin heard a voice with a light smile: "Since you are not satisfied, then today's recording To put it another way, let ’s arrange your order of entry. No draws, no isolation for those who have finished the test, you can remove the blindfold and watch the test of the other players beside you. You can see at a glance what your performance is.

"I agree." Yuan Zhongzhou, who was always silent, stood up first.
"I agree." Zhu Xiya followed.
Ah Huo: "I have no opinion."
He Jinglian swallowed. "I, I agree."
Ding Puhang raised his hand, but spit out a mockery: "A bunch of idiots!"
The remaining four players didn't know how to make trouble even if they wanted to make trouble. The minority obeyed the majority and the camera was shooting, and they also got the desired results. It would be very ugly to stay away from it. They thought about it pretendingly, and nodded happily, with the corners of their mouths raised high, and they thought they could see the scene of Vangaro's ugliness later.
"Wait a minute! Even so, you can still help Vanguardo cheat! You can bring him to rehearsal before the program is recorded to let him know the whole process, and we fools will still be kept in the dark by you." Wear Players like Harry Potter don't know how much hatred they have against Van Gogh, and they won't relax after catching this.
Song Rui glanced at Liang Liang and said with a chuckle: "You can rest assured that the venue we are recording today is very special. Before that, no one could come close, let alone enter the venue early. With the blindfold removed, you will naturally understand."
Already worried anxiously, Mr. Lu quickly rounded the field for Mr. Fan: "Yes, yes, our venue was previously banned, and no one can come close."
Song Rui added: "The one who is speaking now is one of our clients. We can't disclose more accurate information to you. If you ask me again, I can judge you cheating and then let you retire."
"Harry Potter" originally wanted to question Lu Lao's identity. Hearing Song Rui's cold words could only dispel subsequent thoughts. He could feel that this Dr. Song seems to be gentle and elegant, but it is really not easy to mess with. Others say that Song Dao is not human, but only these psychics can vaguely detect it-this Dr. Song is probably the most impersonal person in the world.
The farce finally came to an end. Lao Lu breathed a sigh of relief, but Lao Liang couldn't hold it back. He pulled Song Nuan aside and asked in a low voice: "This, Xiao Song, I ask you, are we still able to regret it now? We I do n’t want to record a show. You guys are fighting before they start psychic, I ’m afraid they will demolish our place. "
"Yeah, more and more unreliable!" The scholars who echoed him were really many. After waking up from a fevered state of mind, they began to realize how stupid a decision they had made. When the program is aired, I am afraid that the whole academic community will read their jokes?
Song Wenwen: ! !
Damn, just demolish my desk! Annoyed to hit someone!