Chapter 159:

Fan Jialuo returned to the lounge to wait for the next recording, but Wen Siyu ran to the observation room, begging Song Nuan to delete all his shots, leaving only Zhao Xiaoxing.
In order to create gimmicks, Song Nuan was naturally unwilling, and the two had a fierce conflict.
Before leaving, Wen Siyu still talked hard, saying that he would definitely make Van Galo look good after the fire broke out.
Song Nuan was laughed angrily: "Make the teacher Vatican look good? OK, you'll be popular for a year before you talk about it! I've seen more people like you who get smug when you become popular, and none of them can last forever. To tell you the truth, Your dance teacher called me many times and asked me to persuade you to go back. I have been hesitating. She said that you are a talented dancer with excellent physical conditions and talents. The school has spent a lot of effort to cultivate you , This year I'm going to send you to Moscow Dance School for further study, this is a good opportunity for others to grab your head, but your teacher has kept it for you, waiting hard for you. Think again, don't rush Decide your own life. Talent is the best gift God has given to mankind. Are you a lucky person do you know? "
Unfortunately, her words could not touch Wen Siyu at all. In the face of ideals and money, Wen Siyu eventually abandoned her ideals and chose money.
Song Wennuan shook his head and sighed, blaming himself for digging Wen Siyu is simply a sin.
Song Rui supported Yi, and said indifferently: "The eagerness for quick success will make any genius gradually become mediocre, especially in terms of artistic creation. Even if you persuade her to continue to school, she has experienced the flashy world. No good dance can be done, and her art palace has been polluted by hustle and bustle, no longer holy. "
"The saddest thing in the world is to witness the annihilation of the light of the soul with your own eyes, because there are really not many people who can shine the soul. I guess that Van Gogh is definitely not in a good mood now. I will go and see him." Song Rui stood up naturally.
Song Wenneng said in amazement: "Hey, hey, we have post-game reviews here, what are you going to do! You come back to me! You are now a teacher of the Brahma, right?" She chased on high heels When I got to the lobby, I found that my cousin was so cunning that he didn't take the elevator, but walked down the stairwell.
Song Rui was right, Van Goghro was indeed a little depressed, and now he was lying on the sofa frowning and sleeping. He then walked silently, gently picked up the young man's head and placed it on his lap.
"Huh?" Fangallo opened his eyes, but his pupils were blurred and out of focus, and his condition was getting worse all the time.
"I will sleep with you." Song Rui put the warm jacket on the young man, and his fingertips crossed the hairline of his temple, and the language was incredibly soft.
Wrapped in a familiar breath and a warm air, Fangallo's vague eyes closed again, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously caused a light smile. Song Rui stared at his side for a long time, pondered his fingertips across his neck, measured his pulse, and finally held his hand tightly without temperature. The two lay one by one, and the other leaned back, and fell asleep in a daze until they were awakened by the staff half an hour later.
The seventh episode of the program started recording. A middle-aged couple sat with a teenager wearing glasses at a round table covered with black velvet. Song Nuan and Song Rui sat opposite them and were having a simple exchange.
"This is your son?" Song Nuan patted the boy's shoulder and smiled: "How old are you? What grade are you in? What's your name?"
The teenager was wearing a white shirt, his clothes were tucked into the waist of his jeans, and he was wearing a pair of blue sneakers under his feet. It was not a brand, but he wiped it cleanly; the square glasses covered half of his face, but he could see His face is very round, with a little baby fat hanging on his cheeks, his skin is white and thin, and his face is still ashamed. He is an honest child.
He shook his shoulders and said quietly, "My name is Shen Tu. I am 13 years old and I am in senior three."
"What? At the age of thirteen, I went to high school?" Song Nuan was startled.
His parents immediately showed a look of pride, and said endlessly: "Yeah, our home journey jumped directly from the second grade to the third grade. His IQ is too high and it is easy to learn anything. We took him with a group of ordinary children. He would n’t be happy to study together, so he had to skip the grade. At first, we let him jump to the third day, but he shouted that the topic was too simple before he finished reading a week, and asked us to jump to high school. We just contacted him with a high school and prepared to skip high school. I did n’t expect that he had made full marks for the test questions of high school.
"The teacher was calmed down by his state, and after thinking about it, he gave him the papers of high school. He still did a perfect score, math, physics, chemistry, and all scores! The teacher finally paid attention to it and gave it directly His senior three test questions, after finishing the test, count the results, good guy, he even stepped on the first place of others! The teacher approved the test paper and inhaled straight, saying that he is a rare genius in a century, pulling our Life and death will not allow us to take the child home, I am afraid we will contact him with another high school. After the trouble, even the principal came, and personally promised us a scholarship of 50,000 yuan for our home journey, and free tuition. 50,000 yuan Ah, you can make more money than we work! You see, this is Tutu ’s transcript. He almost ranks first in the second grade in the next month, which is two or three tenths higher than other children ’s children! He has no choice to worry about his achievements in the B and Q majors! "
Song Nuan looked at this ridiculously high score table and could n’t help but give a thumbs up and rushed to his cousin:
Look, is it better than your score? Oh yeah, I forgot to give you Introduction, this is Dr. Song Rui, the world's leading psychologist, with an IQ of up to 170. They are the top candidates for their college entrance examination in that year, and were accepted by four world-class top schools. There are just a few titles of Dr. Guang. You can't count only one hand. He and your son should have a common language. "
With Song Wenming's introduction, the arrogance on Shen Father and Shen Mother's face could not help but stagnate for a moment, and the aura of "My Son is No. 1 in the World" instantly weakened.
Shen Tu glanced at Song Rui secretly through the lens, and then smiled with a small mouth, his expression very shy. Song Rui smiled gently at him, but his pupils were dark.
Song Nuanwen continued to ask: "Why do you come to participate in our program? Is it convenient to disclose it?"
Father Shen and mother Shen were about to speak, and Shen Tu suddenly said timidly: "If my parents told you, would you tell us about the spirit medium through the audio device? Then they walked in and pretended to be very Fortune-telling looks like a fortune-telling to us, and it ’s a good idea. "
Song Wenneng waved his hand with a smile: "But before joining the show, your parents have emailed us with your situation. Now it's too late to worry about authenticity?"
"So you said this program is fake at all? Except what was written in my father's and mother's letter, those psychics must be unable to say anything." Shen Tu smiled shyly, but he said nothing at all. If you only look at his face, you will think that this is an old solid wood child, but his words are full of provocation, it is like a schizophrenic.
Song Rui suddenly took off his glasses and looked straight at the teenager. The teenager took off his glasses and smiled carefully with his lips.
"Then what do you want to do?" Song Rui raised his jaw, his expression interesting.
"I bet your players will never know anything other than the things written in my father's and mother's letter." The teenager fiddled with the velvet cloth with his fingertips and whispered: "If they can't do it," He stretched out his forefinger like a dead branch, crossed all the staff in the room, and tilted his head and smiled: "I want all of you to record a video on Weibo and publicly admit that you are a liar. Remember, it is all participating The people who recorded, including those players, especially Vanguard! "
The smile on Song Nuan's face slowly dwindled and said coldly: "So you are here to smash the scene?"
"No, I really have a problem." Shen Tu nodded vigorously.
Father Shen and Mother Shen didn't feel the words of their son too much and maintained: "We came here with trust. If you can't solve our problem, wouldn't it be an apology on Weibo? Anyway, you are a liar."
"What nonsense are you! The players haven't come yet, how can we be cheaters!" Song Nuan was irritated and decisively said: "Well, I promise you, if no players feel the real situation of Shen Tu, we All the members of the program group publicly apologized on Weibo and admitted that they were a liar. Photographer, record my words well, and I still do n’t eat Song Wenwen's words! "
"Sister, I also recorded it." Shen Tu did not know when he actually took out a mobile phone and photographed the promise just now. He has so many ghost eyes.
Song Rui stared at the child with strange words and deeds, and frowned slowly, because he realized that the teenager was never a joke or an impulse, but was 100% sure that no one could perceive his true situation. He is dependent.
But Song Wenneng has fallen into his trap, and then said nonchalantly: "As you shoot, our show is never fake."
Shen Tu put away his mobile phone and supported his round cheeks with two hands, and whispered: "My father and mother told you in the letter that I am a genius, but recently somehow began to have a headache, sleepwalking at night, often running out of sight, dawn When I ran back again during the day, I would fall asleep with my eyes open during class, and occasionally hit my head hard, as if I were possessed by a ghost, right? "
"Yes, have you read this email?"
"I haven't seen it, I guess. You chose me as a guest because of my little genius, right? This is the show's point of view, right?"
"You know so much."
"Aren't these all routines? Well, you have basically figured out my situation, genius, headache, sleepwalking, missing at night, day hysteria, ghost possession, except for these, if any of your players can Say a situation that is different from any of the above, and it is the real situation. I believe that you are not liars, but only if they cannot touch me or touch any of my personal belongings. My teacher has always been I have been educated to say I want to believe in science. I have come to your program and it has violated my beliefs. You have to let me see the true meaning and value of this visit. "Shen Tu has fully controlled the rhythm of the recording and has robbed him Song Warm host's work. He is a child who is very good at mind and words.
Song Rui lightly laughed: "I can tell a different point now, and it is true."
"You said." Shen Tu looked at him with a smile.
"You don't have faith, and you don't advocate science." Song Rui picked up the tea cup to drink water, his tone very casual.
The corners of Shen Tu ’s mouth flattened out a bit, and the dark eyes slowly turned around under the cover of the lens before whispering:
Well, you can admit to the public that you are not a liar without recording a video, but you are not a contestant, so Our bets are still counted. "
Song Rui put down the teacup without saying a word, and his face was so pale that he couldn't see any expression.
Shen Tu stared at him for a while before turning his gaze, whispering: "Sister, you can call your psychic media in. Secretly tell you, my problem is really serious, I'm so scared!"
Song Nuan didn't even see the scars of fear on his round face, but his parents took it seriously, immediately hugged him in his arms to appease, and screamed with a good heart.
Song Rui stared at his profile, his eyes darkened. It does not show attachment in the arms of his parents, but becomes more and more indifferent. This child is either a natural inverse like him, or something is really wrong with him.
Song Nuanan was anxious to hit the child in the face and arranged Yuanzhongzhou from the beginning. The man with the vicissitudes of the face slowly circled the round table, the bell in his hand kept shaking, but he kept frowning and never opened his mouth. After about a dozen laps, he stood behind the teenager, his palms hanging over the other person's head, and he pondered: "The messy thoughts are like intertwined threads, dancing in the air, I can't grasp the first point, what strength I was cut off from him, I couldn't feel his heart, no, it seemed to feel a little bit, what is it ... "
Yuan Zhongzhou closed his eyes and tried hard to explore, his voice gradually hoarse: "Extraordinary intelligence, powerful thoughts! No, I'm at the limit." He opened his eyes suddenly, took a breath, and then looked at the teenager in amazement, murmured Tao: "You are terrible!"
The teenager smiled shyly with his lips, and then looked at Song Warm, his eyes bright.
Yuan Zhongzhou failed, and Song Warm's complexion was a little ugly, so he quickly called Zhu Xiya.
Zhu Xiya lit a joss stick around the teenager, and could not sense anything, so he begged: "Can you give me a personal thing for you?"
"Sister who doesn't work, I told the show crew, this is illegal." The teenager waved his pale hands.
Zhu Xiya extinguished the incense and sighed: "Then I can't help it. There is a strong energy field around him that isolates him, and I can't detect his situation."
After she left, A Huo and He Jinglian returned in the same way. Their words were the same. The teenager was isolated by a wave of energy. No one's perception could penetrate this inexplicable energy and touch his heart. He is very unusual!
Ding Puhang ’s mind-reading ability also did not work. He spit out a series of words: "Genius, headache, sleepwalking, missing at night, day hysteria, ghost possession, no more, I really tried my best." Obviously , He can hear everyone's heart, except the teenager. Knowing that gamble, his expression was very ugly. After all, no one wanted to confess in front of everyone that he was a liar, let alone they were not a liar at all!
Your kid is here to find something! Let teacher Brahma cut you! just wait! Ding Puhang walked angrily, the teenager waved his back, and finally looked at Song Warm, his shy smile suddenly brought a little bit of eagerness: "It's Van Gogh's turn, isn't it? Call him quickly ! "
His tone is full of jokes and contempt, as if to say-quickly release your watchdog!