Psychic

Su Fengxi’s ability has indeed increased, and she knows this better than anyone. Those who once abandoned her, hurt her, and even escaped from her are now back one by one. They knelt at her feet and waved their tails to beg for mercy, in order to beg her to give up wealth, freedom and dignity.

After a major blow, she found a stronger self, and really stood on the top of the circle. The number of her fans has skyrocketed by tens of millions in just a few days. Almost all of the big names in the entertainment industry are her fans. They automatically promoted her spontaneously, giving her a great voice, even Became the belief of some people.

What about the chaos of private life? What about hooking up with a married woman? What about making multiple boyfriends at the same time? What Su Fengxi did was reasonable, correct and blameless for what others could not do! The charm that suddenly increased several times finally made her do what she wanted!

Therefore, on the way to the TV station, she had imagined many pictures that made her heart surging: For example, Van Gogh was in front of the camera, and she was ugly under her temptation; For example, Van Gogh kneeled at her feet, almost Licking her toes without self-respect; For example, Van Gogh fell to her while resisting, completely surrendering to her. And she only needs to look scared by this person’s Meng Lang behavior.

By the day the program airs, Fangallo will be completely cool, and her hundreds of millions of fans will kill him directly from the entertainment industry.

However, fantasy is beautiful, but reality is diametrically opposite.

Prior to this, Su Fengxi had tasted the pain of being ripped apart by Zhao Wenyan once, but this time it was much more palpable than that one, because Van Goghro was not only tearing her face. , Or her painting skin. He broke her true face in just one sentence-a dying monster that was about to die!

Is this a coincidence? So many psychics with great abilities can’t see their disguise. How can Van Gogh? He must have said it out of jealousy. He must have learned the true identity of the mysterious guest from others, so he used this to spoof! Thinking this way, Su Fengxi barely controlled the disordered heartbeat.

Her panic was only momentary, and was not captured by the camera. In the lens, she was still beautiful, even to the point of shocking beauty. She is like a venomous snake. The more threatened she is, the more desperate she secretes venom.

Song Wenneng and others unknowingly indulged in her charm, but Van Gogh slowly stood up, approaching her step by step, but stopped before the curtain. The tip of his nose was only three inches away from this piece of cloth. If he went one step further, he would be eliminated because he violated the rules of the program group. He is still like the last time, even if his eyes can’t see, he can walk in this world unimpeded.

He stretched out his left hand, hanging in front of the curtain, and said slowly: “Let me see what you are.”

thing? He used such rude words to describe Su Fengxi, which is worshipped by everyone? How can this be! Song Wenneng and others were irritated, pointing at him on the big screen to take turns, while Song Rui concealed his lips and smiled, looking happy. He knew that Fangallo must be able to see through Su Fengxi’s true face. How could such a superficial woman be confused by him?

Song Rui leaned slightly and looked at the big screen more intently, but his eyes were only focused on Van Gogh, and he never gave the legendary stunner a little favor.

Fangalo ’s magnetic field can isolate and remove all obstacles. Su Fengxi ’s temptation to spit in the air was instantly dispelled. A very soft but penetrating wave went back and forth in this pure white room. The shock, which in turn resonates, then forms a closed pressure.

Su Fengxi’s body was penetrated by this fluctuation, and was unable to move under its weight. In a panic struggle, she did not find how embarrassed she was at the moment. She was lying lazily on the sofa, her legs stretched out long, and she was sitting on a low stool. But now, she has curled up her hands and feet and hugged herself tightly, just like a beast that has been pushed to a desperate end. She has no way but to scream and scream in vain except for the slump.

After this unseen magnetic field wrapped her and suppressed it, the photographer who was in charge of her was the first to wake up. He blinked blankly and shook his head again, only to feel that his head was dull, and some reactions were overwhelming. What happened just now, he could not remember for a while, and found himself very close to the guests, so rude, he quickly retreated to three meters away.

Song Nuan and others were in a trance for a moment. When they went to see Su Fengxi, they lost their previous fanaticism and maintenance, but looked at it clearly. Her frightened appearance did not arouse their love at all, but surprised them.

Song Wenwen asked tentatively: “Cousin, is Su Fengxi scared? She now shows this expression when the truth is pierced by someone? I remember you taught me how to recognize others from micro expressions. Lie, and this expression is one of the most classic ones. Because of work needs, I learned very seriously at that time, so I can see it. “

Song Rui glanced at her, his heart secretly. If it were not for witnessing her dementia for Su Fengxi, he would surely think who was posing as the clear-cut and keen cousin in front of him.

“She is in fear. In the face of Fangallo’s reading, she wants to run away.” Song Rui succinctly explained Su Fengxi’s thoughts and thoughts.

“Why fear? If Fangallo said it was not true, she could laugh a lot. After all, the description of the monster is too exaggerated, no one would believe it. Su Fengxi’s reaction is worth pondering!” Song Nuan whispered while rubbing his jaw. After removing the interference, her keen instincts are back.

“She is like a frightened little animal now. You find that no, she is very relaxed in the face of other players, but only in the face of Vanguard, she will be like a enemy. It seems She can also sense the extraordinary energy of Van Gogh. Our post-Su Ge is not a mortal! “Dr. Qian’s analysis is quite straightforward.

Song Rui covered his lips and chuckled again. He found that this group of people’s collective madness and collective sobriety is really interesting.

At the other end of the screen, Fangallo read Su Fengxi inside and out, but did not let go of the heavy and sticky magnetic field, which was almost suffocating, but continued to control her and slowly said: “I saw thick curly hair dyed in maroon and a romantic long red dress. You seem to have a very good leather bag.”

Su Fengxi’s eyes widened, and he didn’t dare to look away at the blurry figure standing behind the curtain. This figure was cast on her pupils, and also on the bottom of her heart, casting an unshakable shadow on her. She began to realize that Van Gogharo’s ability has far exceeded expectations. She may not come from revenge, but from the Nets!

Van Gogh continued: “In the eyes of others, you may be in the morning dew and sunset, the morning light and the starlight are the most beautiful things in the world. But in my eyes, I only saw a monster in human skin. You The beautiful face is just a skull with burnt skin; your bright eyes have long been infected with desire and become muddy. Under the cover of the delicate skin, the thick blood vessels are flowing the already corrupt black blood Supporting this body to walk in the world is a pile of yellow loose bones; attached to the bones are dry muscles and declining organs. You should die long ago, but struggle to live in the world, you It’s a monster that’s decaying all the time. “

Su Fengxi’s forehead began to sweat heavily, and Fangalo’s words were like giant waves, pushing her fears to the top again and again.

And this is not all. He paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed lightly, and asked with great interest: “I want to know: when the night is quiet, can you dare to look in the mirror?”

This sentence brought an irresistible force, so Su Fengxi had to shake her stiff head-she did not dare.

Van Gogh seemed to have learned her answer, so he continued to ask: “When the secret place is alone, can you dare to recall your life?”

Su Fengxi was ready this time, trying to stop her neck and not letting herself respond. But it is useless. Under the intake and control of Van Gogh, she can only answer all questions honestly. She shook her head again—dare not.

Fangallo sighed: “Are you interesting to live like this?”

Su Fengxi stiffly and slowly nodded under the photographer’s strange eyes, which was interesting.

Fangalo’s tone suddenly became very cold: “Then you are really obsessed.”

He clearly couldn’t see anything and could not hear anything, but he completed these three questions and three answers with Su Fengxi. He wants to know what he can learn.

Song Nuan and others watched all this intently, even holding their breath. The exchange between the two was very brief, and even just an explanation by Van Gogh alone, but the amount of information contained therein was surprisingly large! What exactly is the so-called monster? Why did Su Fengxi not only refute this ridiculous word, but defaulted instead? Is there such a terrible monster in the world?

Song Rui shook his head and chuckled, then crossed out the word “Devil” he wrote earlier and changed it to “Ecstasy”. This world is becoming more and more bizarre because of the existence of Van Gogh!

Su Fengxi regretted that if time could go back, she would definitely let herself escape from Van Gogh, how far away to hide! Her enthusiasm, victory, and complacency have all turned into fear and confusion. She didn’t understand how there could be such people in the world, and she broke all her secrets in one word.

In the eyes of the other party, she is completely transparent, and the peerless look madly infatuated by the world is just a skeleton, a pair of dead bones, a pile of carrion. Poor she still thought about using this beauty to complete revenge, but she didn’t know how disgusting and ugly he was in his eyes!

This late knowledge completely destroyed Su Fengxi’s newly established confidence. From Van Gogh, she always got a blow.

Not waiting for her to restrain her inner panic, Van Gogh spoke slowly: “How did your touching voice come into being? Why did I only hear the noise of the bones rubbing the bones and the painful wail? This wail is unique, It ’s not male or female, it ca n’t tell the gender, it ’s immature, very immature … “

Fangallo leaned his head and stood quietly for a while. His consciousness seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of time and space to recognize the sorrows of men and women.

It wasn’t until this time that Su Fengxi really seemed to be poked at the sore spot, showing a horrified expression. She started struggling violently, but under the capture of the camera, she just pulled the sofa cushion indiscriminately.

After a few tens of seconds, Fangallo suddenly said: “I heard clearly, the sorrows came from the babies, more precisely, it was their crying, a lot, a lot … Su Fengxi, you are really sinful . “

This last sentence directly identified Su Ge’s identity. From the beginning, he knew who was hidden behind the curtain, but he insisted on describing each other with monsters, things, and sins. This is the first time he has expressed such a strong aversion to a person, even worse than Yu Yuntian’s.

Song Nuan and others were all ignorant. The sound of rubbing bones and crying of the baby hidden in the throat? What do you mean? Are they hearing Chinese? Why can’t you get it together?

Song Rui wrote in the notebook: [Mermaid exchanges legs with long hair and singing voice, and what does Su Fengxi exchange for singing voice of mermaid? ] He quickly wrote his guessed answer: [Bone? baby? 】

At the same time, Van Gogh finally withdrew the magnetic field and took two steps backwards.

Su Fengxi, who was regained freedom, immediately made a terrible scream, jumping up like a zombie, and wearing the sharp red nails of the red Kordane scratched the curtain. In fact, she even wanted to tear Van Gogh, but I do n’t know why, when approaching the other party, her body began to tremble, just like the abused animals gave an instinctive retreat to the abuser.

This person doesn’t need to do anything to her at all, just a few words can make her feel the deepest fear. The perfect image she had finally built collapsed again, and the camera faithfully recorded her ugliness and broadcast it.

When the camera was about to hit her face, she finally realized that she was still recording the program, and quickly froze her grim expression, arrogantly with long hair. Her agent has been watching the surveillance in the guide room and found that she has lost her mind and immediately ran in to save the scene.

“Sorry, sorry! We are too tired recently, and our emotions are easily agitated. But your players are talking too much, and they can’t complain about her anger! Director, please cut this section, okay?” He said to a deputy director. .

Started by Su Fengxi’s madness and completely awake, Song Nuan gently shook his slender index finger and even said three NOs. “Su Fengxi Lives After the New Song”-Once the title of this show comes out, their ratings have stabilized again! Van Gogh is really a lucky star!

The deputy director can’t be the master, but can only respond a few times.

The agent noticed that Su Fengxi was in a bad state. Her thin red dress had been wetted by the cold sweat, and she felt cold and sticky in her hand, and her body was trembling. It’s just a few ridiculous words, just rebut on the spot, why should it be scared? She also shook her head and nodded cooperatively, but actually defaulted. Is she crazy?

Without those tempting disturbances, the agent who was deeply infatuated with Su Fengxi also recovered his ability to think. He took her into the lounge, twisted a towel to help her wipe the sweat, and whispered: “Song Wenwen is very difficult to do, I am not sure to let her cut off the previous picture. Or let me ask Mr. Zhang to tell her.”

“I don’t need to find Zhang Yang, I can solve it myself. Tell Song Nuan, I just lost my mind, and in order to apologize, I am willing to sing a song for them for free.” Su Fengxi whispered with a gasp.

“Your current acting price is a few million, isn’t it cheaper for them?” The agent was slightly dissatisfied with this, but before that, he never refuted any words from Su Fengxi.

Su Fengxi naturally found his change, his eyes darkened, and said firmly: “I must sing, you have to arrange it!” She must retrieve the lost things immediately, and cannot continue to suffer as before. Waiting. She must remove Van Gogh, no matter what the price!