"If you want to say it, say it."
Originally, Xiao Yiwen always felt a little weird, but the other party had just helped him recover a loss, and it was always a little rude to ignore her at this time, so he could only listen patiently.
"Good."
Fan Xin nodded, with a hint of indifference on his face: "Although your reluctance is almost visible to the naked eye, I still pretend not to see it." ” "Actually, the original owner of this overalls is not me, although I did work a very short odd job at a convenience store, but I only worked for someone else's shift."
The girl shook the ponytail at the back of her head and said lightly: "After the shift ended, the owner of this dress gave it to me, I guess she may have a new work clothes, or she wants to quit her job as a convenience store clerk."
"Well, I didn't actually guess, but I saw that it was actually the latter."
"You want to know how I see it's very simple, and that's exactly what I call mind reading, which is not really that magical, it's just a matter of observing words and feelings."
"I will do the same."
Xiao Yiwen shrugged: "But I can't read other people's minds." ” "No, it's different."
The girl shook her head: "Observing words and colors is naturally a skill that everyone can master to varying degrees, but this alone is not enough for me to give an example, when you go to watch a movie, what you enjoy is the dual effect of picture and sound, that is, the so-called audio-visual, both are indispensable." ” "And the skill of observing facial expressions that anyone can more or less master is like the picture of a movie, but it is obvious that if a movie has only pictures and no sound, then it becomes a silent film of the past, and the viewing effect is greatly reduced, and if it happens that the movie does not have subtitles, maybe you may not even understand its overall storyline."
"And that's where my talent comes in."
Mi Xin smiled and winked: "I can hear that the voice in your heart is not a specific voice, but some emotions. ” "Happiness, sadness, anger, loss, doubt, disgust, love, and many other emotions that cannot be named at all, human emotions are quite complex, composed of many emotions, but they are not evenly moved, but constantly fluctuate between peaks and valleys, and when a person's emotions reach a peak, I can easily feel it."
"That's it" Xiao Yiwen smiled reluctantly, and casually echoed: "That's pretty cool." ” "It seems that you don't believe it."
Fan Xin said lightly: "The emotion of distrust in your heart now has reached its peak. ” "In that case, why don't we make a game" Fan Xin lowered his head, looked at the electronic watch on his wrist, and muttered, "Anyway, there are still a few minutes." ” "What a few minutes" Xiao Yiwen just wanted to ask what the sentence just now meant, and the girl in front of him had already begun to preemptively say: "The game is very simple, I will ask you a question, but you don't have to answer me, let me tell the answer In short, you just don't say anything, don't do anything, of course, it's better to also control your expression, to the point of not moving, which helps to increase my difficulty."
"So, here we go" "Do you like apples?"
is the first question of the fascination.
Xiao Yiwen subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly thought of the previous obsessive request, and forcibly held back the words in his mouth.
"Okay, I see, just so."
Fanxin looked at Xiao Yiwen's eyes carefully for a while, the corners of his mouth curled, and said, "I don't like it or I hate it." ” "So, the second question, do you like to eat durian?"
Xiao Yiwen still kept his mouth closed tightly as Fanxin had asked before, and his face did not show any discoloration, but Fanxin quickly stopped observing this time, with a surprised look on his face: "I can't see that your taste is quite unique, you actually like to eat durian so much."
Xiao Yiwen was shocked, he did have an almost paranoid love for durian, but he had indeed kept his face expressionless before, and he didn't know how the mysterious girl in front of him could see it "You must be saying in your heart now that this little girl must be blind, right?"
said with a smile: "But it's okay, we can play some more advanced games with higher difficulty." ” "Next question: what is your profession?"
After asking this question, Fanxin once again stared at Xiao Yiwen's eyes, and some short words quickly popped out of his mouth: "Manual labor is not right, it turns out that it is mental labor, science or art, it is not related to art, the writer guessed correctly."
"What's that, writing a novel or oh, is it news, yes, it's news."
"You're a journalist, you seem to wear many hats."
After less than a minute, but after several rounds of language verification, the girl's face finally brought a determined smile and affirmed: "It turns out that you are the editor of the magazine" Although Xiao Yiwen was still expressionless as before at this time, his heart was already full of turbulence He was very sure that he had been following the rules of the game that had been set by his fascination, and he did not say a word, but just stood there in silence; And after being a news editor for so many years, he doesn't know how many people he has interviewed, he is extremely old and spicy, and his expression management has reached the point of being superb, no matter how his heart is shaken, his expression has never changed in the slightest But in this case, the mysterious girl in front of him guessed his profession ten out of ten, which was really beyond his personal imagination.
It can be said that this is completely beyond the scope of the so-called normal psychology, and at least no clever psychologist can pry any useful information out of the mouth of a blank and silent wooden man Could it be that this girl called Fascination really knows how to read minds?
Just as his mind was fluctuating, the speed of the high-speed train gradually slowed down, and they were about to reach the next subway station.
"I'm almost there."
Fanxin suddenly looked at the stop sign in the carriage and said, "It's a pleasure to spend time with you for a short time, and Mr.
Editor at least let me get through the subway time that was destined to be boring." ”: