Chapter 72:

Yaya was looking forward and nervously standing on the spot, seeing that Van Gogh was still sitting on the sofa and did n’t move, so she picked up the pen and wrote on a whiteboard that the director had given her in advance: [Wan Nuan Nuan, do I have to palm my hand Raise it to make him feel, like tearing sister before? 】
Song warmly looked at this line of text tangledly, and finally asked, "Van Gallo, are you ready? Do our testers need to raise their hands to cooperate with you?" And before that, she was even Don't allow Van Gogh to move.
Fangallo shook his head and smiled, "No, just sit. I can feel this is a soft, open energy body, she is willing to accept my observation." Only this sentence, he pointed out Yaya's mentality changes.
Yaya nodded her head while smiling with a thumbs up. She did have some resistance and contempt for Van Gogh at first, but after witnessing Jeffrey's miracle, she began to long for this communication from the conscious level. She has a lot of confusion and confusion in her heart, and needs a thoughtful person to explain and guide, because she can't find a way out by herself.
She didn't know if she could find the answer here in Vanguard, but she was looking forward to the final result. In any case, this is a novel experience and a brand new attempt.
Fangalo stretched out his palm and sensed through the void, and the position of his palm was the direction of Yaya, unbiased, and just enveloped her like that.
Even at a distance of two or three meters, Yaya's breathing and heartbeat spontaneously disrupted her rhythm, and a sense of dullness wrapped in a heavy air film was transmitted through each nerve terminal. However, the opposite is: her thoughts and emotions are surging in her body like a wave, stirring her sorrow and joy; the secret excavation that hides her; even the pain that she deliberately forgot. On the apex.
She sat quietly, but no one knew what storms her mind was going through. She didn't even know whether these storms were spontaneously generated or influenced by Van Gogh. In a trance, she suddenly understood the true meaning of the two words
psychic medium
. It turns out that human body and thoughts are just a medium for such people, just like a book, a computer, a mobile phone, you can They are constantly being read by them.
This is terrible and amazing! Yaya's eyes began to burst into tears, but she couldn't move even one finger under the control of Van Gogh. She finally realized that when she laughed and watched the excitement, what Jeffery was encountering was not only the feeling of being seen through inwardly, but also the penetration of flesh, bones, thoughts, and even the soul.
When Van Gogh finally withdrew his hand and waited silently, Yaya gasped suddenly, her expression surprised and excited. She felt like a frozen human body, returning to the world where the spring was blooming, all her senses and thoughts slowly melted and awakened after being frozen, even more agile and sensitive than ever. It can be seen that the intake of Van Gogh is not a harm to her, but a gentle soothing and healing.
As he described Jeffrey, he is actually a gentle person who treats the world softly. He deliberately paused for such a period of time, just to calm himself down, right? Thinking this way, Yaya couldn't help laughing, and her heart was completely open to this person.
Van Gogh waited for two minutes before starting to analyze: "Soft energy body, female, about twenty-five years old."
The guide held up Yaya ’s ID card to the camera, converted from the date of birth, and it turned out to be twenty-five years old. Of course, later personnel would obscure the ID card number.
"You are a very quiet person, easy to be ignored by those around you, but at a critical moment, you can stand up to carry the heavy responsibility. You are a very trustworthy and reliable partner, hidden in your small body With immense energy, the words outer soft and inner hard seem to be tailor-made for you. "
Yaya covered her blushing face and was embarrassed to accept such praise, but everyone in the room gave thumbs up and agreed. Song Wenneng took the microphone away and said to the camera indifferently: "Yes, Yaya is such a person. She doesn't like to say beautiful things, she just likes to do practical things. No matter how much hard work I give her, she can get on time Finished. She is my most reliable right hand! "
Song Rui gazed at the young man who was quietly sighing and silently sighed in his heart: he could indeed detect everything outside through perception, and every sentence he had said was true, not the so-called joke and Performance.
Fangallo leaned back in his chair, and his tone became brisk: "You are quiet and silent, but no one knows how colorful your heart is. Almost every moment, you will have a lot of whimsy. , Some of them are very funny and can make you laugh in secret; some are terrible and can disturb you to sleep all night; some are very grotesque and leave you confused for several days in a row. People around you will always worry You are too closed and lonely, but they do n’t know at all, even if it ’s just one person, you ’re never alone, you can live a wonderful world yourself, your rich imagination is your best friend. Others come from nation, and you come from imagination, you are creativity itself. "
Song Nuan and the staff of the TV station never knew that Yaya had such a fresh side, so they all looked at the high platform.
Yaya's smirk's expression has been replaced by seriousness. She listened to this paragraph very seriously. She felt excited and joyful to be understood and affirmed. Yes, Fangallo is right, and her true heart is like this, like a fairy tale kingdom, full of colorful fantasy. She only lay quietly in bed and meditated, and could spend the whole day happily. Her heart is open, bright, rich, and colorful, and she never finds it boring to be alone.
No one knows that she has such a childish side except herself. She strives to create a model of a strong woman in the workplace, but in private, she is so unrealistic.
The true appearance was revealed by Fangallo, and Yaya was a little worried, so she covered her half of her face with her left hand and dared not look at everyone's reaction.
Fangallo frowned slightly, and suddenly turned his words: "But recently, your heart is full of struggle and confusion, because you are thinking about leaving a person who is very important to you."
Come, come, the biggest secret is still found after all. Yaya hides her face with her hand and avoids staring at anyone, especially Song Nuan sitting under the stage. But Song Nuan was unaware, supporting his ears and glaring his eyes, making an expression waiting for gossip.
Song Rui glanced at her and shook her head with a smile. When a fool is sometimes full of happiness, at least the pain will not come too quickly, but only too suddenly.
Fangallo said slowly: "This person is the center of your life. It is your friend, teacher, confidant, not a loved one is better than a loved one. You just follow her as soon as you step out of society, just like the earth follows the sun. Smart and hardworking, admiring her atmosphere and determination, yearning for her ambition and ambition, to be precise, she is your guide and your shaper. Without her, there will be no current you, without her, there will be no success for you . "
Song Nuanwen began to relive the smile, his smile stiffened in his face, shocked in his heart. If her ears are okay, wasn't the person Van Gogh described as her? Yaya wants to leave her? why? Is she treating her badly?
Song was so embarrassed that he couldn't believe it and looked on the stage with extreme injuries. Yaya has put down her hand covering her face and looked back with tears in her eyes. She hesitated for so long, struggled for so long, and even gave up the idea of ​​leaving several times, but unexpectedly would be exposed in such a bizarre way today.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, their eyes slowly turning red.
The staff present knew what Yaya meant to Song Nuan. They are friends and sisters, and they know each other best and support each other's existence. All friends will have a day to tear their faces, but they will not, they will only bring each other's hearts closer together in their differences.
The atmosphere in the field was extremely embarrassing, and the silence spread among everyone, but Van Gogh, as if he could not perceive it, continued to say in his rhythm: "Of course, you are very reluctant and sad, but you are more One day I realized more deeply-now this job does not bring you happiness. You are working hard for her to become a strong man, but your ideal is not here. Turn all your whim into Text, turn into an image, and show it to everyone. This is your biggest dream, but you cannot make a choice between your dream and friendship. Both are the ones you love and cherish. You do n’t want to give up any. One."
Fangallo sighed: "I can tell you exactly that you have amazing talents, and your ideal wings will take you to higher places. The dilemma you are experiencing is actually not impossible, because you never I have n’t asked what she would do when reality met ideals, the person you admired and loved most. She would imprison you, or would you hold your hands high and send you to fly? "
Fangallo turned his head and
looked
at Song Nuan, even though he could not see anything.
Song Nuan seemed to be able to feel his sharp eyesight, which was a flame that even her heart could illuminate. She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and withdrew those messy thoughts again, and did not hesitate to do a lift-and-fly action-go, do what you like!
Yaya choked with a soothing voice in her soothing eyes, and this friendship was not let down by her after all.
The staff at the scene avoided the camera and wiped tears with their hands. They witnessed too much beauty today, and also received too much touch.
Both Vangallo and the others calmed down before giving a conclusion: "Why is life born on the earth? Because in addition to revolution, it also learns to rotate, and so are people."
"I understand, I really understand. Thank you Vatican teacher. Thank you so much today!" Yaya stood up and kept bowing to Vatican, tears falling one by one. This analysis completely rescued her. For the future, she has completely seen clearly and will not hesitate or struggle anymore. Of course, what is even more beautiful is that she has not lost her most important friend, but has gained a more pure friendship.
She ran down the stage with her crying face covered, and Song Nuan immediately stood up and hugged her tightly.
"Silly girl, if you have a plan in your heart, you should tell me directly! I know you like screenwriting and writing. Am I always looking for a teacher for you? I've thought about it for a long time. I will open a film and television studio in the future. Just as my gold screenwriter, let ’s make a great movie together! Do n’t feel sorry for me, you have your own life, you fly higher and farther, I will only be happy for you! Cried.
"I know Sister Nuan Nuan. Sister Nuan Nuan, you really are my sister Nuan Nuan! How warm you are!" Yaya cried and laughed, looking embarrassed, but happy like a child.
There was warm applause again, and there is no doubt that Van Gogh once again hit the tester's softest and truest heart. His psychic abilities were so powerful that it was unbelievable. The accusations of cheating on him now seemed to be a complete joke.
Song Wennuan and Yaya finally separated, and then held hands to hide and wash their face and make up.
Twenty minutes later, the program restarted recording.
Van Galo folded his jaws with his hands folded, waiting silently and patiently for the two ladies. It was not until now that everyone realized that he was an elegant, gentleman, and gentle person, and he deserved the respect of all the staff.
"Teacher Fan, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time." When I came back, the dust-free Song Nuan actually used even honorific words, and she said, "Teacher Fan," she didn't force it at all.
Song Rui glanced at her sarcastically, but she smiled face-to-face at Vangallo even though the other party could not see anything.
"It's okay." Fangallo waved his hand casually. "The next one is?" He tilted his head slightly and "looked at" Yu Yuntian who was sitting alone on the high platform, while the other party was nodding at him with a smile, as if the gesture was very calm.
Song Rui's quiet eyes began to flicker, and after changing from the previous lazy, she became sitting on the ground. The scene he most looked forward to finally began.
Song Nuan didn't even notice the turbulent dark tide under this calm appearance, and was looking at his boyfriend quite expectantly. What would Fangallo say? Praise your boyfriend's achievement? Analyze his aesthetic and moral character? Revealing the increasingly sweet emotions between them? Whatever Van Gogh said, it should be something beautiful?
However, the smile on her face was quickly blown away by reality.
Fangallo frowned, "Fear, panic, dodge, remorse, you are resisting me, and it is very strong, why?"
Song Nuanwen hurriedly went to see her boyfriend, but when he saw the other party spread his arms and shrugged, he smiled very helplessly. He didn't seem to know why Van Gogh said so.
Song warmed his mind a bit, and Van Gogh slowly climbed onto the high platform and walked straight to Yu Yuntian. His eyes "looked" at each other, and his eyes, wrapped in layers of thick black cloth, seemed to be able to penetrate all tangible things and see the most essential things.
Yu Yuntian looked up at him with a light smile on his face. He did n’t stand up, opened his hand, and cooperated with the person ’s reading, he thought that he would pass the test safely, but unfortunately, even if he resisted no matter how, the invisible magnetic field still quietly Wrap him silently, penetrate, dip ...
He is like a living body that strayed from three-dimensional space into two-dimensional space, and was pressed into a thin piece of paper by Vangallo's consciousness.