This week, President Zhou was standing outside the door. Naturally, he had listened to all the conversations between Zhang Zhan and Yan Yue, but he didn't know if he heard the hidden meaning of their words. Of course, Zhang Youtou couldn't go there stupidly.
Asked: "What did Mr. Zhou hear?" I could only feel anxious in my heart.
There was nothing unusual about the expression on Mr. Zhou's face this time, and his smile was still very friendly. He said, "Xiao Zhang has been working hard these days running around. It's better to go and take a rest."
Zhang Youtou smiled compensatingly and said, "Okay." But after all, he was worried that Mr. Zhou might have heard something and leave like this without any peace of mind, so he agreed and stepped aside to make way for Mr. Zhou, but he didn't
He didn't leave immediately, but still stood outside the door and listened.
This week, I always looked back at him, not caring, and just walked into the room with my hands behind my back, minding my own business.
Yan Yue raised his head and glanced at him, with a rather impatient tone: "Why do you people like to come in one by one and disturb me from reading and studying?"
Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "To study, you must know how to combine work and rest. And the so-called balance of work and rest means that after reading for a while, you should get up and walk around. I think Mr. Yan doesn't need to indulge in studying. Come out and walk with me.
A trip? Considering that it’s not very comfortable to live here, I invited a master to help you improve your sleep quality. Why don’t you meet him in the past?”
The conversation between these two people was like the daily chatter between students and teachers. They sounded very relaxed and casual, but Zhang Youtou was sweating coldly, and he felt like a storm was about to come.
Mr. Zhou's words were kind and kind, with a deep sense of humanistic care, but his tone actually allowed him to refuse. And Yan Yue had no intention of rejecting him. He closed the lid of the electronic paper book and put it down, then stood up and followed him towards
Go outside.
Mr. Zhou went out first. When he saw Zhang Youtou still standing there, he smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang hasn't left yet?"
Zhang Youtou said with a naive smile: "To be honest, Mr. Zhou, this guy has been here for so many days, and he is full of weirdness, but he has given us a lot of trouble, so I am a little... a little curious, and want to see what the master is really like.
If you hypnotize him, he will say something."
Mr. Zhou nodded and said, "Then just follow me. Remember to keep quiet and don't talk too much."
Zhang Youtou didn't expect that Mr. Zhou would be so easy to talk to this time. Since he was allowed to follow, maybe Yan Yue would really say something suspicious, and he could help cover it up. Just when he felt relieved, he heard
Mr. Zhou then asked again: "You said he is full of weirdness, so where are these weirdnesses specifically manifested?"
This is not easy to answer. Zhang Youtou was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He scratched his big oily head and didn't know what to say for a while, but Yan Yue sneered and said: "I believe that with his intelligence level, it is not
You will notice something weird, but Li Jing felt that I was suspicious, so he just followed my example."
His words apparently hurt Zhang Youtou, but in fact they helped him out. Zhang Youtou was still choked by his words, because what Yan Yue said was actually a very frank sentence.
To be honest, if Li Jing hadn't suggested that Yan Yue was suspicious, he might have been pretending to be stupid. Zhang Zhan might still think that this kid is really stupid.
Mr. Zhou laughed out loud. Yan Yue followed him forward and said, "I told you, it's just because of the old aunt's suspicious speculations, but there is no real evidence in the end.
I've been tossing and turning over and over again, and I'm not bored."
Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "Mr. Yan's acting skills are extremely superb and his thinking is extremely meticulous. Of course he will not let us grab any terrible evidence. But have you ever thought about the calm temperament you have that is not alarmed at all changes?"
, is not what people of your age should possess. No matter how good a person's acting skills are, it is always more difficult to conceal his true temperament for a long time."
Yan Yue said: "Young master, I am a man who has seen the world. When I stayed abroad, I almost faced murder charges for mailing explosives, so my mental quality is a little better. Is it my fault?"
Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "I hope that after you fall asleep, the words you speak will not be inconsistent with the current ones."
Yan Yue snorted, showing great disdain. Mr. Zhou didn't say anything more and just led him forward. Zhang Youtou followed behind, feeling secretly worried about him, but he didn't dare to say a word.
The three people went up another floor and stopped in front of a room. Mr. Zhou reached out and pushed open the half-open door.
This room is decorated in light and warm colors, with a huge bed in the center. It looks like a very nice bedroom - if there isn't an old man who looks like an expert sitting on the chair next to the bed, ruining the scenery.
Mr. Zhou turned sideways and made a "please" gesture to the bed. Yan Yue cooperated very well. He took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. He took off his glasses and rolled a few times, as if
Very satisfied with the softness of the mattress, he stretched out his hand and pulled the thin quilt lying next to him, put it on his body, closed his eyes and said, "Come here."
The old expert was also quite surprised at his level of cooperation. So he looked inquiringly at Mr. Zhou, who nodded to him.
The old expert stood up, took out a syringe filled with clear medicine from the small medicine box next to him, removed the protective cover of the needle, and leaned over to take one of Yan Yue's hands.
Yan Yue originally thought that he would hear a set of gentle relaxation guidance next, but the person actually reached out to touch him, and he immediately felt that something was wrong. He quickly opened his eyes and saw that the dazzling needle had come close to him, and he couldn't help but feel...
Startled, a Gulu rolled to the other side of the bed and said, "What is this for?"
Mr. Zhou looked very satisfied when he saw the color change on his face. He nodded, and the smile on his face became even brighter at this moment. He said: "We hope to use some foolproof means to improve Mr. Yan's acting skills."
Be a little more restrained. How about it? Are you surprised or surprised?"
Yan Yue said in panic: "But the problem is not here, but because I have been afraid of injections since I was a child. Can I apply to change it to taking medicine?"
I was always stunned by his answers this week, and I couldn't figure out for a moment whether this guy was trying his best to delay the injection, or whether he was really afraid of injections. The old hypnotist looked dumbfounded, and could only act like he was coaxing a child.
She coaxed him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It will be fine soon." while pulling one of his hands over.