The girls passing by took a look at Takeshi Nanahara, then at the beautiful jk Kiyomi Ruri, and then at the "sign" of the stall. They were a little confused about the situation and looked confused.
Psychics and divination are legal in Japan. Japan does not crack down on feudal superstitions. Related shops are very common in streets and temple fairs and are quite popular. She has nothing to be confused about such roadside stalls, but Takeshi Nanabahara sees it
He looks too young, and he doesn't dress like someone in this field.
Takeshi Nanahara turned a blind eye to the confusion on her face and continued to wave with a smile, "Yes, it's you! Senior sister, you are in trouble right now. We are destined to meet each other. Please come and sit for a while. It won't waste much of your time. If you are not satisfied, you don't have to pay.
One yen."
The passerby girl hesitated for a moment, walked over slowly, and asked a little embarrassedly: "How did you know that I was distressed? Did I show it clearly?"
"Please sit down first." Takeshi Nanahara pointed to the guest seat in front of the stall, asked the girl to sit down, and then explained with a smile, "I am a psychic, and the aura in your body told me."
"The aura in me?"
Takeshi Nanahara said seriously: "Yes, the spiritual energy in you is like clear spring water hitting the rocks, and the music you play is very beautiful, but the tune is a bit depressed and sad."
He spoke so confidently and with such sincerity in his eyes that the girl passing by became dubious and asked tentatively: "Then can you sense why I am troubled?"
Takeshi Nanahara closed his eyes gently, opened them after a moment and smiled: "I heard the sound of the violin and the uneasiness. Are you worried about the spring National College Symphony Competition?"
The passerby girl covered her mouth in surprise and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I am worried about this matter."
She had wanted to find someone to talk to for a long time. When she saw that Takeshi Nanahara actually had two brushes, she immediately said: "The senior sister who was originally the concertmaster of the club, her family suddenly arranged for her to study abroad and she was unable to participate. Teacher Kimura asked me to take over.
Chief, you asked me to be responsible for the solo part. I...I don't know if I can do it well, and I don't know if I can get good results in the competition. If it's because of me..."
As she spoke, she became worried again and hesitated, "Maybe I should ask Mr. Kimura to choose another chief. In the past, the chiefs were all third-year seniors. I have only entered the second grade. It doesn't seem good to break the tradition...
…”
"Are you ready to refuse?" Takeshi Nanahara pondered for a moment and asked with a smile, "Rejection is not impossible, but you have practiced so hard, won't you be unwilling to do so? You must have thought about being the chief, have you thought about it?
Are you responsible for the solo part in the official competition?"
The passerby girl was dumbfounded and said sheepishly: "Working hard... I can't really call it hard..."
"I have been practicing throughout the spring break, which is already a lot of hard work."
The passerby girl was shocked and said, "How did you know that I have been practicing during the holidays?"
"Perceived." Takeshi Nanahara tapped his forehead with his index finger and said with a smile, "You are often immersed in music, and your aura will naturally be affected. This cannot be hidden from others."
"Is that so?" The passerby girl looked at Takeshi Nanahara with a little admiration in her eyes. She didn't expect to meet such a professional psychic while walking. She felt that he was more powerful than those who officially opened a store.
Takeshi Nanahara nodded heavily: "That's right, so I think since you have already put in the effort, why should you give up the opportunity to prove yourself? What's the harm in giving it a try?"
The passerby girl's face changed and she was confused for a while, and said in frustration: "Although I have tried my best to practice, I am still not sure. If I mess up, everyone will blame me behind my back. No one will recognize me as the chief again in the future, and the situation will become worse.
Oops, it’s better not to force it in the first place..."
Takeshi Nanahara shook his head and said seriously: "Actually, even if you mess up, it's impossible for everyone to disapprove of you. At least one person will cheer for you, applaud you, and recognize your performance no matter what."
"who?"
"Your guardian spirit."
"Guardian spirit?" The passerby girl couldn't help but look back, but of course she didn't see anything. She turned back and said in surprise, "I have a guardian spirit? Can you see it?"
"Of course, everyone has a guardian spirit. I am a professional psychic, so I can naturally sense it." Takeshi Nanabahara's expression was serious and solemn.
"Then what does my guardian spirit look like?" The passerby girl was a little convinced, but she was also curious and a little scared.
"Please give me your hand." Takehei Nanahara stretched out his hand, palm up, and motioned the passerby girl to put her hand up. After the passerby girl complied, he closed his eyes and felt silently for a moment, then said softly, "She is older.
There are wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the aura is very warm and kind, which should come from your grandmother... No, it comes from your grandmother."
The passerby girl couldn't help but look back. The fear in her expression disappeared, but she asked in confusion: "My grandma...has been guarding me? She didn't go to heaven?"
"She has gone to heaven, and all she has left behind is her care and love for you. This thought has become your guardian spirit - she likes to listen to you playing the violin very much, and she also likes the way you work hard."
The passerby girl was stunned for a moment and murmured: "So that's it. Yes, she used to love me very much and liked to listen to me practice the piano. She would often sit on the corridor and listen to it all afternoon..."
Takeshi Nanahara nodded: "So, there is no need to worry about failure, just play for her! As long as you work hard and play wholeheartedly, even if you fail, she will still smile and applaud you - she believes in you,
I'm looking forward to you, but why don't you believe in yourself?"
After saying that, he smiled behind the girl passing by.
The passerby girl couldn't help but look back again. When she turned back, the expression on her face changed for a while, as if she had made up her mind.
She nodded vigorously, her voice a little louder, as if she wanted the guardian spirit to hear, "I will work harder, I... I will definitely strive for a perfect performance!"
Qin Yuanwu smiled back: "I believe you."
The passerby's girl blushed, became embarrassed again, stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your words, thank you for telling me this, it took away my troubles." Then she took out her wallet and said with some embarrassment, "How much should I pay?
?Sorry, I didn’t bring much pocket money to go out today..."
Takeshi Nanahara quickly glanced at her wallet and found that there were not many coins in it. He immediately shook his head and smiled: "The new store has opened, you are my first customer, it's free, and..." He opened it again as he spoke.
He took out a wooden sculpture from a paper box and handed it to her, "Lucky Talisman, I have blessed you with spiritual power. Bring it with you. No matter what difficulties you encounter, as long as you maintain courage, face the difficulties head on, and believe that you can do it, it will be given to you."
Bring good luck."
The girl who was passing by did not expect that Takeshi Nanahara not only refused to accept the money, but also gave a small gift. She was even more embarrassed and quickly declined: "No, no, thank you, I can't take it, and I should pay for it."
"That's really not necessary." General Qiyuan forced the lucky charm to her and said with a smile, "If you feel embarrassed, then do me a favor and introduce me to your friends."
If he doesn't accept it, how can he remind this girl every day to advertise for him?
Seeing that his attitude was sincere and resolute, the passing girl accepted the amulet sheepishly and tied it to her schoolbag solemnly. She asked a few more questions about the guardian spirit before reluctantly saying goodbye. Her footsteps were obviously much lighter.
And when he walked away, he turned back and bowed again.
Takeshi Nanahara smiled and waved, but when the guests left, he relaxed his posture again and asked Qingmi Ruri, who had been standing aside for a long time, strangely: "Why don't you go home?"
Qingjian Liuli was in a daze. She originally wanted to expose Takeshi Shichihara's scam with her exquisite reasoning, but after watching it from beginning to end, she just couldn't find a chance to interrupt. Even after watching the whole process, she herself began to be confused - this was too
It’s unscientific. There must be no ghosts in this world, and guardian spirits are nonsense. But how on earth did this guy fool that ignorant senior sister?
She couldn't help but ask: "How did you do it?"
"I told you, I'm a professional psychic."
"I do not believe!"
Takeshi Nanahara sneered, "Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me. I'm not a liar anyway, but can you please leave and don't hinder my work here."
Qingjian Liuli narrowed her eyes slightly, a little angry. She wanted to say something but couldn't think of what to say, but she was unwilling to leave in such a dejected manner. If she didn't understand what was going on here, she felt that this
She couldn't even get a good night's sleep, she would be thinking over and over again, and her worldview might begin to waver.
To be honest, her world view is a bit unstable now, and the world suddenly feels a bit fantasy.
She held it there for a while, then turned around lightly and sat down opposite Takeshi Nanahara. She opened her schoolbag and took out a wallet in the shape of a cartoon pig. She slapped it on the table, her eyes sharp, her breath surging endlessly, and there was a looming hook behind her.
Underline a line of big words: I must find out, no one can stop me!
Takeshi Nanahara's eyes lit up when he saw the "little fat pig". He immediately sat up straight and asked enthusiastically: "Kyomi-san, is there anything I can do for you?"
Qingjian Liuli pointed to the four characters "Answering questions and solving doubts" on his sign and said: "If you provide a service of answering questions and solving doubts, then I will pay! I am your guest now, and you must give me a service that can make me feel
Satisfactory answer, don’t talk nonsense to me anymore!”
Takeshi Nanahara was stunned for a while, then laughed dumbly: "Are you so curious?"
Qingjian Liuli said seriously: "Curiosity is the source of human progress. There is nothing wrong with curiosity, and strong curiosity is a good thing!"
"Okay!" Takeshi Nanabahara estimated the fatness of Xiaozhu's wallet again, and smiled nonchalantly: "One thousand yen for a question, and I will give you a 50% discount when the new store opens. I will answer all your questions, and I guarantee your satisfaction!"
Five hundred yen?
It’s not a big deal for a college student. He can eat two bowls of ramen, but it’s more important to find out the truth!
Qing Jian Liuli didn't even bargain with him. He took out a 500 yen coin, slapped it on the table, and asked directly: "How did you do that just now?"
Takeshi Nanabahara still had professional ethics. He reached out and wiped the coins on the table, and the coins disappeared. He said honestly: "I used mind reading."
Qingjian Liuli said angrily: "I paid, don't say such nonsense again!"
"It's not nonsense." Takeshi Nanahara patiently explained, "It's not mind-reading as you understand it, it's cold reading in the psychological sense."
"Cold reading...what does it mean?"
"It refers to the ability to see through and guess the thoughts of others during the first meeting through observation, hinting, and guidance without preparation, so that you can communicate better with others. It is often used in psychotherapy."
After Takeshi Qingyuan finished explaining, he looked at Qingjian Liuli as if he were looking at a simple and ignorant little sheep, with smiles in his eyes.
The civilian Internet in this world has just started, and it has not yet reached the era of information explosion. The definition of mind reading is not common knowledge. Otherwise, if you just remind me, I guess this fat sheep in front of you, no, this Qingmi classmate will be able to react.
No need to go into such detail.
Compared to the 21st century, the 1990s was truly a paradise for psychics, with silly little sheep everywhere. This chapter has been completed!