Chapter 155:

In Fangallo's narrative, Liu Zhao has no way to hide his emotions. His face is purplish, his facial features are distorted, his heartbeat is frantic and disorderly, and he can't suppress it. But he did not dare to refute or even interrupt this person's analysis, because Song Rui was sitting beside him, his sharp eyes locked him and silently analyzed his every move. As long as his words and deeds deviate from the identity of "Liu Zhao", he will be suspected.
If I were really Liu Zhao, what would I do? "Liu Zhao" thought hard, but found that his brain was barren and terrible. There was nothing he could do. The real Liu Zhao will not do anything because he is here, because he is himself, no matter what others say, it will not change this fact.
At the same time, the psychic of Van Gogh continued: "Your life has always been mediocre, but at the age of thirty-five, it finally got a touch of legend, because your employer is one. A legendary person, he has wealth, status and power that you can't imagine. He hardly ever needs to go out to work, and he can enjoy the life of his dreams just by staying at home every day. The same age, the same grassroots origin, but the destiny Different, you do n’t understand why, you hate God ’s injustice, so you often think-if I change with him, it ’s good. If I become him, how good ... "
When saying this, Fangallo clamped Liu Zhao ’s hands firmly, and said slowly, one word at a time:
You also think about day and night, so one morning, when you wake up, you are really It became him. You stole his life. "
"You bullshit! You bullshit! Don't listen to him, he's a liar!" Liu Zhao finally shouted uncontrollably, and Van Gogh's accusation was like a bullet that shot through his heart. He was sweating, his eyes were flashing, his expression was mad, and there was still half of Liu Yingdi's demeanor, free of a mouse that had just been fished out of the stinky ditch.
He couldn't break away from Vanguard's restraint, so he lifted his legs and wanted to kick the other party hard, but Vanguard's first step was to let go of his hand and let him fall on the sofa due to the reaction force. He struggled indiscriminately for a long time before he got up, and was about to move again, but Dong Qin was suddenly rushed up and flew out. This is not enough. She took off her high-heeled shoes and smashed his head with the sharpest end. Her beautiful face was filled with thick hatred and hostility, just like a sorrow.
Liu Zhaogang was ingested with memory, and his head was still dizzy. He didn't even know to dodge, and his forehead was accidentally smashed into a blood hole. Seeing that his most commercially valuable face was damaged, the stunned Gao Qianqian immediately rushed to block it.
The three of them suddenly twisted into a ball and looked at the staff stupidly.
No one noticed that when Fangalo withdrew his hand, a gray light cluster the size of a rice grain was put into the palm of his hand and disappeared.
Song Rui took off his coat and gently draped it on the shoulder of the youth. Even if he knew that this would have no effect, the cold body of the youth would not warm up. Just in a blink of an eye, he became the weak look nowadays, which made Song Rui suddenly realize that he was not invincible, and he would be injured or even disappear. This thought made Song Rui's heart continually roar and howl, and the desire to destroy something spewed out of the abyss again.
The unfamiliar man apparently did not expect things to develop to such a point that he was half-opening his mouth and looking at the noisy three in amazement. Dong Qin has always been elegant, noble, and arrogant in his memory. He never confessed half of his dirty words even when he was angered. Others say he is elegant like a nobleman, but no one knows that this elegance was first learned from Dong Qin. She is a real princess.
But now, the princess is grabbing Liu Zhao's collar in one hand and Gao Qianqian's hair in one hand, so that one enemy and two will not fall. She was angry like a lion, and she used her knees to push through Liuzhao's abdomen in her mouth, letting him fall back with an arched back.
Seeing this scene, the man in desperation felt a bit of joy, but when he saw Dong Qin began to tear Gao Qianqian, he couldn't help but shouted, "Don't fight!"
Dong Qin in anger seems to have been pressed the pause button and froze in place. She stared at the man for a few seconds, then lowered her head to look at Gao Qianqian, whose hair was disheveled. After several changes in her expression, it finally became a bitter smile. Her anger and distress were so worthless in the eyes of this man.
The man looked at Dong Qin helplessly, feeling that he had done something wrong, but did not know what was wrong.
Song Warm ’s roar covered up his embarrassment and confusion,
Do n’t be fooled, break my recording room, can you afford it? Teacher Liu, what are you panicking, and teacher Van is already acting, what are you doing so intensely? Should n’t you be in the drama? Would you really steal someone ’s life like he said? Who could you be if you were not Liu Zhao? It ’s really a beast that can even starve to death ? "
Liu Zhao knew that Song Nuan was talking nonsense with her eyes open. She actually wanted to scold him. He bet that everyone in the show group knew Van Gogh was not acting, and they gave him a set! But he couldn't refute Song Wenwen's words, he had to follow her meaning.
"I, I'm a little bit into the drama, sorry, sorry." He grinned while pulling his hair hardened by the gel paste.
Gao Qianqian was naturally unable to say anything. The couple had already been put on the show by the show, and she could not come out of the sky, and she found out that the cameras in the recording room were all turned on, which means Liu Zhao ’s ugliness All have been recorded, and the initiative has been completely in the hands of Song Nuan. She can only bear it now, and then find a way to smooth this matter. No matter how much money she spends, Liu Zhao wants to keep this signboard.
"Sister tears, help him make up, cover the wound on his forehead, we continue to record." Song Nuan has no respect for Liu Zhao. She is convinced of Mr. Fan's judgment. This man has neither style nor self-cultivation, and is definitely a fake! He transformed himself into the look of Senior Liu!
"Still shoot!" Liu Zhao's momentum has been completely weak, and the way his shoulders shrunk is like a coercion. No matter how good the skin bladder is, it will lose most of its luster.
He looked at Gao Qianqian subconsciously, and the other nodded slightly.
Sister tearing up, she came up with disgust, smashed Liu Zhao ’s clumped hair, and closed her forehead to cover the wound and put on makeup.
While the scene was temporarily under control, Song Rui took out a sterilized tissue and wiped his hands clean. After that, he wiped Van Gogh's hands repeatedly before whispering, "You are injured."
Fangalo has opened his eyes, but there is no bright nebula in his pupils, but a misty mist. His thin red lips no longer squeezed tightly, seeming to hide, but finally chose to confess: "I met Su Fengxi on the ninth floor, she is very powerful."
"Why did you go to the ninth floor?" Song Rui deserved to be Song Rui and never let go of any doubts.
Fangalo was helpless and could only explain in more detail: "I met Zhang Yang in the elevator. He invited me to listen to Su Fengxi singing."
"He let you go, you go, do you know?" Song Rui simply observed Qiuhao.
"I don't know, I just want to see where Su Fengxi grew up, because sooner or later we will meet." Van Gaal leaned back on his chair, turned sideways, turned his face to Dr. Song, borrow His figure blocked his weakness and fatigue.
Seeing him curled up in his shadow like a weary bird returning home, Song Rui didn't know that he should laugh, but this did not prevent him from keeping Zhang Yang and Su Fengxi in his heart.
"We will not record the show later." He touched the pale and cold face of the young man, his tone was very tough.
Fangallo closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head: "No, I foresee that this episode is a turning point for me, I must finish recording."
"Then we will finish recording." Song Rui clenched the young man's hand and compromised without principle.
The gap between the two of them, tearing sister has helped Liu Zhao finish makeup, you can continue recording. Van Gogh immediately left Dr. Song's shadow, changed to a straight posture, cleared his tired face, and returned to the mysterious Fan teacher.
In the face of him, Liu Zhao no longer has the slightest contempt and contempt, but instead is terrified. It turns out that this person is really a psychic! There are rumors about him on the Internet, and nothing is true! Is his brain sick? Why do you still be a celebrity if you have such a skill? Mom's lunatic!
Liu Zhao scolded sentence after sentence in his heart, but when Van Gogh glanced down lightly, he shrank his shoulders again to admonish him. This pair of skin bags was ruined by him, making Gao Qianqian frown straight, but Dong Qin didn't look at him at a glance, but stared silently at the strange man. What she cared about was never Liu Zhao's beautiful skin, but the soul hidden underneath.
The man was uncomfortable with her burning eyes and could only hide his head slightly.
Fangalo reached out to him at this moment and asked politely, "Can I take a look at your heart?"
"Of course!" The man put his hands on the young man's white to almost transparent palm without hesitation. Even if he saw the strange ability of the other person with his own eyes, he did not feel repulsive, because he lived sufficiently openly.
With the permission of the other party, Fangallo's reading will be much easier, but he did not spy on the privacy of the man, but just glanced at his experience in recent days and pondered: "Three days ago, you were in your own house Li Su wakes up and finds that he has become another person. You lost everything almost overnight. Your family is no longer a family, friends are no longer friends. No one believes you, which makes you feel desperate. "
Even though it has long been guessed that the young man can see the truth, when he whispered, the strange man, the original Liu Zhao, was still shocked.
"Yes, no one believed me." He looked at his wife with red eyes, but the other side avoided his sight.
Dong Qin, who was always neglected by him, covered his mouth and groaned angrily. She couldn't imagine what he had suffered these days.
Seeing that the truth was completely revealed, Liu Zhao had scared the whole person to shrink.
Gao Qianqin smiled and palmed his hands, "Dr. Song, you really can compose stories. It's wonderful! Two people changed their identities overnight. Do you think this is a science fiction film? Is this the story the man told you? ? The other day he did tell the same story to me, and also called my wife, trying to disrespect me. I suspected that he had a mental problem and drove him away. I am not afraid of this incident at the police station. Surveillance is evidence. You edit it. Although it is edited, I want to see if those outside will believe you. "
She showed a fearless expression, and Song Wenneng and others knew that the people outside would not believe their words. As long as the rogue was still holding Liu Zhao's face, he would be invincible. This matter is a foregone conclusion and no one can change it.
The man looked up at the spotlight on the truss, and there were tears in his eyes. Even if the truth was revealed, he couldn't go back after all. His relatives have passed away, or across the ocean, his wife is his only spiritual pillar, but even she does not want to believe him, and strongly denies his existence. In addition to this completely strange body, what else does he have?
The man covered his face and whispered like a sleepy beast. At this moment, Dong Qin suddenly stood up and screamed: "I believe you! I know you are Liu Zhao!"
"What?" The man suddenly lowered his hand and looked at her in disbelief.
Dong Qin gritted his teeth and sneered: "I knew Liu Zhao was not Liu Zhao long ago. When I saw him for the first time, I knew he was a counterfeit! I have been looking for you these days. I thought Gao Qianqian did what to you! I almost I ran to the Public Security Bureau to report the crime and asked all the policemen to help me find someone together. I do n’t care if other people treat me like a lunatic, I just know that it ’s not you! But you ’re alive, why do n’t you come to me? Ah? You I would rather wander outside for three days without coming to me. Am I not worthy of your trust? "
She flushed her eyes and raised her hand to hit someone, but she didn't want to touch the other's finger. He was emaciated a lot, and he was much older, and his eyes were all black and black. It could be seen that he hadn't slept a good night in a long time. Maybe his body was overdrawn to the limit, but he was just supporting it. How can she blame him at this time?
Dong Qin looked at the man's face covered with wind and frost, and finally put down his raised hand, but suddenly changed his direction, slapped Liu Zhao slap fiercely, and almost flicked the other person's head, "You go, I will not be in the future Your agent! "
Liu Zhao glared at her with her red cheeks covered, but she did not dare to fight back cowardly. Even if he became a "human being," he still had a rat in a stinky ditch.
Gao Qianqian shouted subconsciously: "Dong Qin, I forbid you to touch his face!"
"Go to your mother's bitch! You are also an accomplice!" Dong Qin slaps his backhand again, fanning Gao Qianqian's nosebleed.
The man opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but chose silence again. He had to admit that his soul in despair was redeemed by Dong Qin's "believe", she stood in front of him to fight for him, and the tears in the corner of her eyes also shed for him. When the world abandoned him, she did not.
After the accident, the man never thought of asking Dong Qin for help. He thought that a highly educated and sensible person like her would never believe those incredible words, but the fact was completely contrary to his guess: his wife refused Recognizing his identity and driving him out of the house, Dong Qin did not hesitate to choose to believe, even if the truth was so absurd.
Thank you, thank you ... The man repeated these words silently in his heart, and tears could not stop flowing.
Dong Qin looked back at him, and his tears seemed to break through the dike.