Fan Jialuo returned to the lounge to wait for the next recording, but Wen Siyu ran to the observation room and begged Song Wennuan to delete all her scenes, leaving only Zhao Xiaoxing.
Song Wennuan was naturally unwilling to do such a stunt, and the two had a fierce confrontation.
Before leaving, Wen Siyu said harshly that she would make Fan Jialuo look foolish after she became popular.
Song Wennuan laughed angrily and replied, “Make Teacher Fan look foolish? Okay, be famous for a year and then talk about it! I have seen many people like you who get carried away as soon as you become a bit famous, and none of them lasted long. To tell you the truth, your dance teacher has called me many times and asked me to persuade you to go back, but I was hesitant. She said that you are a dancer with first-class physical condition and talent, and the school has spent great efforts to cultivate you. This year, they were planning to send you to the Moscow Dance School for further studies. This was a good opportunity that other people couldn’t wait to snatch up, but your teacher has been keeping it while waiting for you. Think about it again and don’t be so hasty with your life. Talent is the best gift God has given to mankind. You are a lucky person, do you know that?”
It was a pity that her words couldn’t move Wen Siyu at all. Between ideals and money, Wen Siyu abandoned her ideals and chose money.
Song Wennuan shook her head and sighed, cursing herself for the sin of poaching Wen Siyu.
Song Rui, on the other hand, said in an indifferent tone, “The desire for quick success and profit will make any genius gradually become mediocre, especially in the area of artistic creation. Even if you persuaded her to go back to school, she has already experienced the glitz and glamor of the world, and she won’t be able to dance well. Her artistic palace has been polluted by the hustle and bustle and is no longer sacred.
“The saddest thing in the world is to witness the extinction of light in the soul with your own eyes, because there are really not many people whose souls can shine. I guess Fan Jialuo is not in a good mood right now. I will go down and see him.” Song Rui stood up naturally.
Song Wennuan said in shock, “Hey, hey, hey, we still have post-event commentary to record here. Why are you leaving! Come back here! Are you now Teacher Fan’s follower?” She chased after him on her high heels. When she got to the lobby, she found that her cousin was so cunning that he didn’t take the elevator, but slipped away through the stairwell.
Song Rui’s guess was correct, Fan Jialuo was indeed a little depressed, and he was currently lying on the sofa with a frown while taking a nap. So he walked over quietly, gently picked up the young man’s head and placed it on his lap.
“Huh?” Fan Jialuo opened his eyes to look at him, but his pupils were blurred and out of focus. His condition was getting worse.
“I’ll accompany you to nap.” Song Rui put a warm coat on the young man and ran his fingertips through the hair on his temples, his tone incredibly gentle.
Wrapped in the familiar breath and warmth, Fan Jialuo’s blurry eyes closed again, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his mouth. Song Rui stared at his side profile and pondered for a long time. His fingertips traced his neck, checked his pulse, and finally held his perpetually cold hands. The two lay, one learning against the other, and fell asleep in a daze, until they were woken up by the staff half an hour later.
The recording of the seventh episode began. A middle-aged couple accompanied a young man wearing glasses to sit at a round table covered with black velvet. Song Wennuan and Song Rui sat opposite them, having a simple exchange.
“Is this your son?” Song Wennuan patted the boy on the shoulder and smiled. “How old are you? What grade are you in? What’s your name?”
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“The teacher was stunned by this. After thinking about it, they brought him the papers for the second year of high school. He still got perfect marks in mathematics, physics, and chemistry! The teacher finally paid attention to it and gave him the test papers for senior year directly. After finishing the test and calculating the results, my child, he actually beat everyone else of that age group! The teacher had to take a deep breath after marking the test paper, saying that he was a genius that only happened once in a century. They pulled our hands and refused to let us take our child home, fearing that we would contact another high school for him. Even the principal came and personally promised to give our family a scholarship of 50,000 yuan and free tuition. 50,000 yuan ah, that’s more money than we make at work! Look, this is TuTu’s report card. He ranks first in his grade in almost every monthly exam, 20 to 30 points higher than other children! The teacher said that with his grades, he can choose from B University or Q University, he doesn’t have to worry about it at all!”
Song Wennuan looked at the report card with ridiculously high scores and couldn’t help but give a thumbs up. After that, she said to her cousin, “Look, aren’t they better than your scores? Oh yes, I forgot to introduce you. This is Dr. Song Rui, the leading psychologist in the world with an IQ of 170. He was the top scorer in the college entrance examination in his class, and admitted to four world-class universities at the same time. He has several doctoral degrees, and I can’t even count them on one hand. He and your son should have a common language.”
Following Song Wennuan’s introduction, the arrogance on the faces of Father Shen and Mother Shen couldn’t help but freeze for a moment, and the aura of “my son is the best in the world” instantly weakened.
Shen Tu glanced at Song Rui secretly through his glasses, then pursed his lips and smiled with a shy expression. Song Rui also smiled gently at him, but his pupils were dark.
Song Wennuan continued to ask, “Why did you come to our show? Can you tell me more about it?”
When Father Shen and Mother Shen were about to speak, Shen Tu suddenly said timidly, “If my parents told you, would you tell the psychics about our situation through a sound transmission device? Then, when they walk in and pretend to be very profound by telling us our fortunes, they’ll be right on the money.”
Song Wennuan smiled and waved her hands. “But before participating in the show, your parents already informed us of your situation through email. Isn’t it too late to worry about authenticity now?”
“So your program is completely fake, right? Except for what my parents wrote in the letter, those psychics can’t say anything else.” Shen Tu had a shy smile on his lips, but his words were not polite at all. If you just looked at his face, you would think he was an honest and quiet child, but his words were full of provocation, as if he had a dual personality.
Song Rui suddenly took off his glasses and looked directly at the boy. The boy also took off his glasses, pursed his lips, and smiled cautiously.
“Then what do you want to do?” Song Rui touched his chin and spoke with interest.
“I bet your contestants don’t know anything except what my parents wrote in their emails,” the boy fiddled with the hanging velvet cloth with his fingertips and whispered, “If they can’t do it…”
He stretched out his index finger, as thin as a dead branch, and pointed at all the staff in the room, tilted his head, and smiled. “I want all of you to record a video on Weibo and publicly admit that you are liars. Remember, that’s everyone participating in the recording, including the contestants, and especially Fan Jialuo!”
The smile on Song Wennuan’s face slowly faded, and she said coldly, “So you are here to cause trouble?”
“No, I really have a problem.” Shen Tu nodded vigorously.
Father Shen and Mother Shen did not feel that their son’s words were excessive at all, and defended, “We came here with trust. If you can’t solve our problem, then it’s okay to apologize on Weibo, right? You are supposed to be liars anyway.”
“What nonsense are you talking about! The contestants haven’t come yet, so how come we have become liars!” Song Wennuan was angered and said decisively, “Okay, I promise you, if no contestant senses Shen Tu’s true situation, then the entire program’s crew will publicly apologize on Weibo and admit that we are liars. Camera man, please record my words carefully. I, Song Wennuan, never break my promises!”
“Sister, I also recorded it.” Shen Tu took out a mobile phone at some point and filmed the promise just now. He had so many evil intentions.
Song Rui stared at this child who behaved strangely and frowned slowly, because he realized that the young man was not joking or acting spontaneously, but was 100% sure that no one could sense his true situation. He had something to rely on.
However, Song Wennuan had fallen into his trap, and was now saying nonchalantly, “Fine, do as you wish, our program has neer been faked.”
Shen Tu put away his mobile phone, held his round cheeks with both hands, and said quietly, “My parents told you in the email that I am a genius, but recently I have started to have headaches for no reason. I sleepwalk at night and often disappear out of anyone’s sight, returning at dawn. During the day, I’ll fall asleep with my eyes open during class, and occasionally bang my head hard, as if I was possessed by a ghost, right?”
“Yes, have you read this email?”
“I haven’t seen it, I’m just guessing. You chose me as a guest because of my status as a little genius, right? This is the highlight of the show, right?”
“You know quite a lot.”
“Isn’t this a typical routine? Well, you have basically figured out my situation. Genius, headache, sleepwalking, disappearances at night, daytime hysteria, and ghost possession. Apart from these, if any of your players can say something different from any of the above, and it is true, I will believe that you are not liars, but the premise is that they cannot touch me or any of my personal belongings. In fact, my teacher has always taught me to believe in science. My participation in your program has violated my beliefs. You have to let me see the true meaning and value of this visit.” Shen Tu had completely controlled the rhythm of the recording, and even snatched away Song Wennuan’s work as host. He was a child who was very good at thinking and talking.
Song Rui chuckled and said, “I can say something different from those points now, and it is true.”
“Say it.” Shen Tu looked at him with a smile.
“You have no faith, and you don’t revere science.” Song Rui picked up the teacup and drank, speaking casually.
The corners of Shen Tu’s mouth flattened a bit, and his eyes slowly darkened under the cover of the lenses before pouting. “Okay, you don’t need to record a video to admit to the public that you are a liar, but you are not a contestant, so our bet still stands.”
Song Rui put down the tea cup without saying a word, with no expression on his face.
Shen Tu stared at him for a while before shifting his gaze and whispering, “Sister, you can call your psychics in. I’m telling you secretly, my problem is really serious, I’m so scared!”
Song Wennuan didn’t see any trace of fear on his round face, but his parents took him seriously. They immediately held him in their arms and comforted him, calling him sweet and a good boy with every breath.
Song Rui stared at his side profile, his eyes darkening. He didn’t show any attachment in his parents’ arms, but became increasingly indifferent. This child was either a naturally rebellious child like him, or there was something really wrong with him.
Song Wennuan was eager to slap this stupid kid in the face, so she arranged for Yuan Zhongzhou to be first. The man with a face showing the vicissitudes of life slowly circled around the round table, the bell in his hand continually ringing, but he frowned and said nothing. After going around about a dozen times, he stood behind the young man, with his palms hanging above his head, and said in a deep voice, “The messy thoughts are like intertwined threads, dancing in the air. I can’t grasp their starting point. There’s some kind of power that isolates him, but I can’t sense his heart, no, I seem to have a little feeling, what is it…”
Yuan Zhongzhou closed his eyes and tried his best to explore, and his voice gradually became hoarse, “Extraordinary intelligence, and powerful spiritual thoughts! No more, I have reached my limit.” He suddenly opened his eyes, took a breath, then looked at the young man in astonishment, and murmured, “You are quite extraordinary!”
The young man pursed his lips and smiled shyly, then looked at Song Wennuan with bright eyes.
Yuan Zhongzhou failed, so Song Wennuan’s expression couldn’t help but look a little ugly, and she quickly called Zhu Xiya.
Zhu Xiya lit incense and circled around the boy, but she couldn’t sense anything either, and requested, “Can you give me one of your personal items?”
“No, sister, I have agreed with the program team that this is against the rules.” The young man waved his pale hands.
Zhu Xiya put out the incense and sighed. “Then there is nothing I can do. There is a strong energy field around him that isolates him, and I cannot probe him.”
After she left, Ah Huo and He Jinglian returned in the same way. They all said the same thing. The young man was isolated by an energy field. No one’s perception could penetrate this inexplicable energy and touch his heart. He was very unusual!
Ding Puhang’s mind-reading ability also didn’t work. He spat out a string of words dryly, “Genius, headache, sleepwalking, missing at night, daytime hysteria, ghost possession. I can sense no more, I really tried my best.” Obviously, he could hear everyone’s thoughts, except for the young man. Because he knew about the bet, his expression was very ugly at the moment. After all, no one wanted to admit loudly in front of everyone that they were liars, not to mention that they were not liars at all!
This kid was here to cause trouble! Let Teacher Fan teach you! Just wait! Ding Puhang walked away angrily, and the young man waved at his back. Finally, he looked at Song Wennuan, his shy smile suddenly becoming a little eager. “It’s Fan Jialuo’s turn, right? Call him out quickly!”
His tone was full of teasing and contempt, as if to say—quickly release your family’s guard dog!
Well, is he someone like the little 👿, I mean the little girl who had a strong mind or like that singer who had a strong mysterious backer? Fan Jialuo is already injured from that singer and had dealt with the body swapping…I hope FJ can clean up this troublemaker wonderfully.
Ooh this is interesting! Ty for the chapter❣️
These cases for FJ to solve seems to have gotten repetitive and not in a good way. The core of this story hasn’t moved forward. This one seems to be another kid gone heartless because he’s over indulged by parents and probably has no morals.
I agree. I do like the progression of the relationship though.
Ugh I love the progress of this book, and SR and FJ getting closer is making my heart explode !!! I am very eager to see what’s up with this satan child and what FJ meant with this being a turning point. I don’t care when you upload just so long as you keeping doing it!!!!! ;;;;;;