Psychic

Ah Huo approached Van Gaal and came to a sudden brake, and then stepped over in small steps to sit in the empty space beside him. At this point, he felt a little stronger. There is an invisible magnetic field around Fangallo, which isolates all disturbances from the outside world, including those intense spiritual fluctuations and various or strange or unpleasant breaths.

He was as quiet as a void, and as clean as a nebula. Apart from the vastness, he could not smell any other breath at all. Sitting next to him, Ah Huo’s almost smoked nose and his head almost bursting with various smells were completely relaxed.

“It’s so comfortable!” Ahuo held his stomach and sighed with satisfaction.

Fangallo still sat down, not paying any attention to him.

Ah Huo straight said: “My name is Ah Huo, you can call me Huo Huo. It’s so bad here, only you are clean, can I sit next to you a little bit?”

Fangallo said softly: “Of course.”

“Ah, thank you!” Ahuo looked at him gratefully, but his side face was illuminated by the dozens of spotlights suddenly turned on the stage. The sweet voice of the outfield host spread through every corner of the auditorium through the microphone: ” Ladies and gentlemen, our sea election is about to start, please pay attention to the stage. After this black curtain, we set up a projector, and the director will display a photo on the projector every half an hour, a total of five Each one is randomly selected from a huge picture library. The director is only responsible for pressing the pause button, and does not know which picture will be selected, and our staff on the site do not know. In such cases, please You try your best to sense, and then tell us the theme of each photo. Five chances to guess three times, this player can pass the sea election, otherwise it will be eliminated. “

The field host pulled the curtain and further explained: “You can see that this curtain is half a centimeter thick and is made of linen and cotton. The interior is also embedded with a layer of PVC paint, which will definitely not transmit light. And you must separate Use this thick curtain to sense the photos on the projector. Each photo gives you half an hour. After sensing the theme, you can write the answer on the notebook that the prop component sends to you, and then lift it up This book is shown to your follow-up photographers. Our judges can see your answers through the photographer ’s lens, and then give you the choice whether to advance you. You can communicate with each other and discuss the answers, but please remember that in On the premise of not knowing whether other people ’s abilities are real, you are all in danger of being eliminated. Only real people can come to the end, and those who rely on luck will soon stop here. “

Seeing the deputy director lift the timing card into the air, the outfield host smiled and said: “Okay, the first photo is already on the projector. You can come to the stage to feel it, but you must not lift the opening cloth. Who would be like this Whoever is done will be eliminated on the spot. Well, I wish you all the best luck! “

Without waiting for the host to step down, the players could not wait to rush up, wandering in front of the heavy black curtain. Some people stretched out their hands to sense the space; some people lit candles and read words; some people danced and jumped; others cut their fingers and smeared blood on the ground, as if drawing a magic circle … noisy on the field, It seems like a group of demons.

Of course, some people sat peacefully under the stage, the posture seemed to be very relaxed. This kind of person is either a big man with real skills; Taking the stage as the boundary, the contestants in the auditorium automatically spontaneously divided into two diametrically opposite factions, and the photographers happily searched for its highlights.

“The few people Ah Huo hoped did not come on stage.” Dr. Ouyang said with surprise: “He can really smell the smell of others and use them to judge their strength or weakness? These people can really sense a photo across the sky. Content?”

“Who knows, the world is as big as it is. Let’s look at it, and the truth will soon come out.” Dr. Qian stared at the display with interest.

“This is my original intention to make this show-the world is as big as it is.” Song smiled warmly, and then approached his cousin, whispered: “Van Galo sits in the last row, nothing moves, I It is estimated that he gave up. “

Song Rui’s tone was gentle: “My opinion is the same as Ah Huo. There must be one Van Gogh in the final.” Those who have never really contacted Van Gogh will never understand how amazing he is.

Behind the curtain, a camera was placed in front of the projector, and the photo was originally recorded. A black child with only a thin skeleton was lying on the ground, his limbs cramped, his strange eyes shed two lines of turbid tears, and his scorched lips exhaled a faint breath, as if suffering a great deal of pain. A vulture stared at him staring staring at him while inciting black wings, it seemed that he was anxiously waiting for his death.

In this barren land, children are suffering from hunger every day, and die in despair, even to the beast’s stomach, becoming a white skeleton with blood and flesh taken away. That is a scene that can only be seen in hell.

Seeing this world-famous photo, all the judges of Xiaokan laughed away all their expressions and waited solemnly.

“The emotion expressed in this photo is very strong.” The cold woman who was optimistic about Ah Huo said slowly while sitting in place.

“Mom, I’m uncomfortable! My stomach hurts! I don’t want to sense this picture!” The girl, who was also optimistic about Ah Huo, shrank more palely into her mother’s arms.

Her mother whispered comfortingly while patting her: “Jinglian, you can bear it, and it will pass quickly. There is a lack of money at home, otherwise I will not bear you to suffer this crime.”

The young girl remembered the dilemma at home and could only look at the curtain with a strong spirit.

The little priest stood at a corner staring at the stage, with strange lights flashing in his eyes. In a few moments, he hooked his lips and contemptuously, and seemed to have won.

Ding Puhang hung his hands in his hands and wandered freely in the auditorium without gazing at the stage. Instead, he swept the players without any traces. Several of the people mentioned by Ah Huo are his key observation objects. Seeing that the middle-aged man in black robe slowly walked towards the stage, he first stood and watched for a while, and then casually followed.

The middle-aged man took out a quaint hand-bell, shaking it rhythmically, long, short, fast, slow, and the thick and distant ringtone penetrated the crowd, penetrated the curtain, and worn in his shaking Through the photos, there is a faint echo of waves under the white wall. He listened for a moment, then knelt down on both knees and touched the ground reverently with his forehead, as if giving back to him in the induction zone.

He lay there for a long time without moving, while Ding Puhang stood not far from him, casually watching the black curtain and the players dancing in a group of demons.

Ahuo did n’t want to leave Van Gogh, but he had to leave, only to grumble and grumble: “My ability is more effective for living people, the smell of dead objects is too light, and I ca n’t smell it as far away Come out, I have to go to the stage to see. Vanguard, can you go with me? “

Fangallo still sat down with his eyes closed, his eyes closed, and he never looked on the stage.

Ahuo rubbed the messy hair on his forehead and muttered: “Okay, I’ll go by myself, you sit here and wait for me! I’ll be back soon.” He quickly walked through the auditorium and climbed up to smell Heaven’s stage, in front of the curtain, left and right, and frowned. Because of his bold personality and straightforward talking, the program crew has long been staring at him, and immediately sent a photographer to take a close look at his every move.

The off-site host raised the microphone and asked, “Ahuo, did you smell anything?”

Ah Huo took a few steps backwards, pinched his nose, and said in pain: “I smell the death!”

“What is the smell of death?” The host asked perseveringly.

“Someone is dying, the smell of rotting organs has contaminated his body.” Ahuo covered his nose and mouth, and his voice was dull.

The host said: “Since you have sensed it, why not write the answer?”

A Huo quickly took out his notebook and ballpoint pen, and wrote the answers in a wry way.

Seeing this scene through the screen, Song Nuanwen firmly said: “I am most optimistic about Ah Huo. At present, only he has shown his ability, and the few people he mentioned also have special features. Look, they It ’s all about writing answers, guide, and close up! “

The guide immediately cut six close shots.

The pale-faced girl wrote with shaking hands: [Hunger, dying hunger! 】

The glamorous woman wrote in a dance: “Smoke, war, hunger, poverty, death. 】

The Taoist prince simply wrote: “The dying child. 】

The middle-aged man stood up and wrote one stroke at a time: [Desperate waiting and greedy gaze, death is coming, but there is a silver lining. 】

Seeing the rest of the five people write pens, Ding Puhang quickly gave the answer: [War leads to hunger, hunger leads to death. A child is suffering from torture and is about to die in despair, but someone will come to rescue him, sure! 】

While the other players were still working on the Shinto shinto, these six people had completed their tasks. Around them, there were people who were pretentious and said to the camera: “I sensed the theme of the photo, which is flowers and sunlight.”

“Beauty, blonde, I’m 100% sure.”

“Is it an animal, a big animal, a beast, a bear or a lion?”

“It’s a landscape photo, a place full of exoticism, so beautiful!” The player was already intoxicated by his own imagination, almost turning his eyes closed on the stage.

Seeing their performance, and then comparing the six people whose answers were extremely accurate, Song Nuan was both shocked and somewhat ridiculous. It turns out there are really incredible people in this world, and their existence is a miracle! And she was ordered to look for this miracle. Just one test is not enough, she must ensure that their abilities are strong and stable.

Dr. Qian carefully compared the answers of the six people and analyzed: “I think Ahuo’s ranking is problematic. The most capable person is obviously this Mr. Ding. His answer is the most accurate, as if he saw the photo in person. As far as I know, the person who took this photo eventually saved the child. “

Song Rui shook his head and smiled: “Dr. Qian, don’t you think his answer is weird?”

“Where is weird?” Several judges asked in unison.

“His answer is obviously based on everyone’s answer, I suspect he is cheating.”

“How to cheat?” Song Nuan was very sensitive to this word, and immediately refuted: “I said during the promotion, our program is absolutely 100% true, there is no possibility of cheating. So many cameras and monitors How did he cheat while he was shooting? After the program officially started recording, he never approached anyone or talked to anyone. You tell me how he cheated! Come and come, let’s break it! “

Song Rui took off the gold wire glasses and wiped slowly: “In short, my opinion is different from yours. Ding Puhang is not worthy of attention. He is just a speculator. When everyone else is on the screen, he is only wandering in the field, secretly. Observe all the players and look for clues in each of their subtle expressions and eyes. This is the behavior of those who are good at reading mind. “

“Can psychological reading read such detailed content? Dr. Song, you can read one for me! Your recent vision seems to be getting worse. When you deny others, the most favored Van Gogh is Luo hasn’t moved until now. He was sitting still when the host announced the rules, and he was sitting still when the players took the stage induction. The pose was beautiful, but what’s the use? Is he escaping or pretending? ? I told him long ago, don’t come to our show without real skills, we are not responsible for editing when it’s ugly! “

Song Warm looked directly at the camera and once again announced carefully: “Audience friends, our reality show is absolutely 100% real, no cheating, no scripts, no falsification! I don’t care who he is, no matter what Whatever his identity, as long as he participates in this show, we must faithfully restore his performance, yes, yes, no, no, our show will never help him falsify! The world of strange people only welcome real strange people, want to use us Please hype for those who have hyped the show! “

This paragraph is clearly directed at Van Gogh. Song Nuan’s hosting style has always been like this, what to say, to spicy and straightforward, leaving no room. And she got the order from above to plan this show, the style is naturally more stiff. Presumably, after the program was broadcast, Fangallo would have to suffer a lot of ridicule and sarcasm.

Song Rui shook his head and said nothing more. Seeing Song Nuan at this time, he seemed to have seen himself once. If Van Gogh was really so simple and superficial, he would not lose all his work and appeared in such a ridiculous and meaningless occasion.

Dr. Qian patted the warming Song Nuan and said: “Okay, okay, let’s not talk about the warmth again. Let’s continue to look at the sea elections. The time limit is coming and we have to change the photos.”

Song Nuan looked at the timing card hanging above the auditorium, and found that the time limit of half an hour was only ten minutes.

Many players were anxious and circled around the curtain, and some players simply fooled around and tried to be lucky. At this moment, Van Gogh, who had been sitting in situ, suddenly closed his eyes, lifted the pen, and drove on the notebook in a cloud.

The guide quickly cut him a close-up, and saw that the thin pen tube did not write half a character, but slowly sketched a thin body contour; dense and dense, or dark or lightly covered with dark skin; fill Unusually cloudy eyeballs on the upper part; the blank space on the sunken cheeks was originally two rows of glowing tears; the pen tip moved backward, hooking out one wing and two wings; sharp beak, fierce eyes, and even greed The light …

When the timing card came to 00:00, Van Gogh opened his eyes and handed a picture in his hand to the expression management. It was completely failed, and he was desperately catching his chin to follow the photographer.