Chapter 1075
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When Coco received the call, she was still doing the live broadcast. After hearing the news, she immediately turned off the channel.
"What are you talking about? Lin Feng... wants to sing?!" He bit the rabbit's ear: "I don't want to participate, refuse, strongly refuse."
"Refusal is invalid, group activities, we are at Zero Point near the club, you and Feng Shang come here together." Although Bo Jiu said so, after closing the line, he still had some doubts, and looked at Lin Feng: "You sing to the end How ugly is it to make Coco reject you so much?"
Lin Feng clasped his arms: "Let me tell you, this matter is very hard to explain, and you will see how powerful I am, young master."
Bo Jiu: ...Is it a kind of pride to sing badly now?
After going to ktv, Bo Jiu realized that it wasn't the problem of bad singing!
But every line that Lin Feng sang was out of tune, it was supposed to be in a down tune, but somehow he went up, and it was a bit difficult for Coco to get the tune back.
Bo Jiu finally realized what it means to have no shortage of five notes. For those who listen to the song, it is simply a kind of devastation.
How to show to the fans at such a level.
Bo Jiu reached out and rubbed the center of her brow, thought for a while, and stopped playing the guitar.
"That does not work."
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why do I think it sounds good? Look at what I sang just now, and finally one of them is in tune."
"There are so many, you only have one character to tune." Bo Jiu picked up the guitar and smiled: "How did you do it?"
Lin Feng stopped talking, he always felt that he was saying one more word, and the guitar of Little Spades could be slapped towards him.
Coco put down the earplugs, jumped over with the rabbit in his arms, and was elated: "What did I say, little spade, you can't let this guy sing, the mountain road has eighteen bends."
Bo Jiu looked at these people: "How is your physical coordination?"
"Taekwondo black belt." Lin Feng is best at leg work.
Bo Jiu looked him up and down: "Since you can't sing, then dance. After you dance, you can still lip-sync."
Lin Feng: ... what the hell.
"What songs do young people like nowadays?" Bo Jiu slid back and forth at the place where the KTV ordered songs.
Coco and Feng Shang glanced at each other: "You are the youngest here."
Bo Jiu paused, then smiled: "It seems so."
Most of Dimeng's fans are similar to her.
There are many students.
On the occasion of parting, don't be so unhappy.
Bo Jiu swipe to open the song list, listened to the top three songs, and finally settled on the middle one: "This one."
Coco, Lin Feng, and even Feng Shang stopped their movements for a moment, and their expressions were a bit indescribable: "This, this song?"
"Yes, that's the one." Bo Jiu made a final decision.
The other three people seemed to have become a look of lovelessness.
This time thanks to Weibo.
When Bo Jiu returned to Qin's house, it was peaceful.
But it's just peaceful.
When Bo Jiu walked into the room.
Aunt Zhang, who came out with tea, nodded with her chin, and said in a low voice, "Master is in the study."
In this situation, Bo Jiu could only turn around and walked directly to the study.
In the study.
Qin Mo's call was nearing the end.
The magician over there persistently asked for an answer: "Boss, who is this young master of the Fu family? This kind of person saves the whole ship by himself and knows how to use the surrounding environment to minimize the explosive force. Who is he? ? Do you really like him? Or do you like that person's ability and want to absorb him?"
I can vaguely hear someone saying: "Are you not using your brain well? It's just that the attitude of the boss obviously likes what people like."
"I didn't expect the boss to be curved. If I had known that the boss was curved, I would have paid more attention when the troops took a shower. No, no, if I had known that the boss was curved, I would have been able to get the moon sooner rather than later. Anyway The boss is so handsome, no matter how you think about it, it’s not a loss.”
Qin Mo let the people over there make noise, and finally said in a flat voice, "Have you finished?"
Four words.
Make people awe-inspiring and quiet.
"Just remember to protect her family. For the rest, don't say anything when others ask. Even if Huang Guohua comes to ask, I still need to check some things. Okay, hang up the phone, someone came in."
Someone is indeed coming.
The person who came was Bo Jiu. He was a little guilty, but even if he was guilty, he still acted lazy: "Brother Mo, tea."
Like that, no matter how you look at it, how good you are.
Qin Mo's eyes flicked across the young man's face, he put the phone on the table, leaned back, his left hand was still wrapped in a bandage, and he was full of abstinence: "When will the over-the-wall Xueba rely on a hand?" The cat came to divert attention?"
The master's poisonous tongue is so artistic, how can she accept it?
"What are you and Lin Feng doing?" Qin Mo tapped his fingers on the screen, probably seeing the information on it.
Bo Jiu sat down, her eyes were a little dark, she still looked like a nobleman, even though her sitting posture was not standard: "I want to have a farewell party."
After hearing those three words, Qin Mo almost guessed the cause and effect, and after a while, he opened his mouth: "When?"
Bo Jiu: "Tomorrow."
Qin Mo hummed.
Bo Jiu originally thought that this matter was over.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Qin Mo said again: "Next time I want to go out, walk through the main entrance, and be seen by the grandpas in the compound when I climb over the wall, it's not very good, what do you think?"
Bo Jiu paused, depressed again, and agreed not to tell Brother Mo to her. I didn't expect gossip, no matter how old you are, you will be very enthusiastic about it.
"Come here." Qin Mo looked at the young man's expression and twitched his lips.
Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows, put her hands on the table, and leaned over.
Qin Mo moved his body slightly, stretched out his hand, and pressed the back of the boy's head.
It was a sweet kiss.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
The lights, the starry sky, and the reflections refracted from the windows fell in the study, making everything appear unparalleled and comfortable.
It seemed that there was nothing else to be heard except the beating of the heart.
Even Aunt Zhang, who was secretly observing, never came in again.
The night was getting darker and darker.
Even if both of them are in the Qin family.
But I did live in two rooms.
Ever since Bo Jiu moved in, Qin Mo seemed to have an extra job, telling a story before someone went to bed.
Qin Mo always thought that only children would like this kind of thing.
Obviously, people who sleep on the bed are not mature enough in their hearts.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand to push away the silver hair that was blocking the young man's forehead, and his eyes sank.
Then, he paced out of the room and went outside the compound.
Soon, a military vehicle drove over from there.
Just heard a swish.
A man came down from it.
The man had glasses on his face, and although he was wearing a white coat, he couldn't make a connection between a man with such a wicked appearance and a doctor.
"Boss, the fact that you asked me to come here is really a curiosity. People who don't know it think that we have some dark secret."
Qin Mo glanced at him, with one hand holding his trouser belt, tall and tall: "If you want me to get in the car, leave a seat."
The psychiatrist looked him up and down, but in the end he couldn't see anything from that dignified and handsome face. He sat back, took out the pen, and a pile of records spread on his lap.
"today we……"
Just when he was about to speak.
Qin Mo interrupted him: "That's right, it's very important, so I won't tell you anything about her, and you don't have to think of a way to make me sleep, after all, it's a bit difficult for you."
The psychiatrist gritted his teeth and put away the pen. To be honest, he really wanted to resign and teach the recruits in the army to work harder. Why did he come to the young master to find fault.
"Then what do you want to tell me?" The heart doctor had already given up.
But not completely giving up.
After all, no matter what you say, it can reflect a person's psychological state.
However, the answer he got was definitely refusal.
Over the years, the reaction of every boss is basically the same.
Qin Mo's slender legs were slightly slack, and he was obviously used to this. Sometimes the other party would come to him for psychological investigations from time to time.
"I do have one thing, and I'd love to hear your analysis."
The psychiatrist was planning to write the word "No", but after hearing Qin Mo's words, he straightened up and almost dropped the pen in his hand.
Qin Mo glanced at him, and reminded in a very calm voice: "Be professional, don't let me see your shock."
The psychiatrist tried hard to control his micro-expressions, but his voice still sounded a little excited: "What's the matter?"
"Thoughts about high school students."
The psychiatrist guessed for a long time but didn't expect such an answer, why are you teasing him? That's not what he wants to hear!
"If a high school student still likes to listen to bedtime stories, why?" Qin Mo's profile didn't change at all.
The psychiatrist spread his hands: "Isn't this easy to analyze? People who are obsessed with childhood and lack a sense of security are a bit complicated. Either they really don't know anything, or they know everything, but they have a piece of pure land that they want to keep in their hearts. , and it is very likely that his pure land is her childhood."
"That means childhood sweetheart is very important to her?"
"Of course." The psychiatrist thought to himself that this inference is inherently simple.
Qin Mo didn't speak any more, just looked out of the window, his deep eyes seemed to deepen a bit, his forehead fell down, blocking his expression.
Obviously I have already done this analysis.
But when this kind of analysis was uttered by others, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar, and sat on the car seat like that, his posture was a little more unruly than usual, but all the smiles were hidden from the corners of his mouth meaning.
That's why she kept thinking about leaving.
This time I went abroad, I also thought that I would never come back...
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When Coco received the call, she was still doing the live broadcast. After hearing the news, she immediately turned off the channel.
"What are you talking about? Lin Feng... wants to sing?!" He bit the rabbit's ear: "I don't want to participate, refuse, strongly refuse."
"Refusal is invalid, group activities, we are at Zero Point near the club, you and Feng Shang come here together." Although Bo Jiu said so, after closing the line, he still had some doubts, and looked at Lin Feng: "You sing to the end How ugly is it to make Coco reject you so much?"
Lin Feng clasped his arms: "Let me tell you, this matter is very hard to explain, and you will see how powerful I am, young master."
Bo Jiu: ...Is it a kind of pride to sing badly now?
After going to ktv, Bo Jiu realized that it wasn't the problem of bad singing!
But every line that Lin Feng sang was out of tune, it was supposed to be in a down tune, but somehow he went up, and it was a bit difficult for Coco to get the tune back.
Bo Jiu finally realized what it means to have no shortage of five notes. For those who listen to the song, it is simply a kind of devastation.
How to show to the fans at such a level.
Bo Jiu reached out and rubbed the center of her brow, thought for a while, and stopped playing the guitar.
"That does not work."
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why do I think it sounds good? Look at what I sang just now, and finally one of them is in tune."
"There are so many, you only have one character to tune." Bo Jiu picked up the guitar and smiled: "How did you do it?"
Lin Feng stopped talking, he always felt that he was saying one more word, and the guitar of Little Spades could be slapped towards him.
Coco put down the earplugs, jumped over with the rabbit in his arms, and was elated: "What did I say, little spade, you can't let this guy sing, the mountain road has eighteen bends."
Bo Jiu looked at these people: "How is your physical coordination?"
"Taekwondo black belt." Lin Feng is best at leg work.
Bo Jiu looked him up and down: "Since you can't sing, then dance. After you dance, you can still lip-sync."
Lin Feng: ... what the hell.
"What songs do young people like nowadays?" Bo Jiu slid back and forth at the place where the KTV ordered songs.
Coco and Feng Shang glanced at each other: "You are the youngest here."
Bo Jiu paused, then smiled: "It seems so."
Most of Dimeng's fans are similar to her.
There are many students.
On the occasion of parting, don't be so unhappy.
Bo Jiu swipe to open the song list, listened to the top three songs, and finally settled on the middle one: "This one."
Coco, Lin Feng, and even Feng Shang stopped their movements for a moment, and their expressions were a bit indescribable: "This, this song?"
"Yes, that's the one." Bo Jiu made a final decision.
The other three people seemed to have become a look of lovelessness.
This time thanks to Weibo.
When Bo Jiu returned to Qin's house, it was peaceful.
But it's just peaceful.
When Bo Jiu walked into the room.
Aunt Zhang, who came out with tea, nodded with her chin, and said in a low voice, "Master is in the study."
In this situation, Bo Jiu could only turn around and walked directly to the study.
In the study.
Qin Mo's call was nearing the end.
The magician over there persistently asked for an answer: "Boss, who is this young master of the Fu family? This kind of person saves the whole ship by himself and knows how to use the surrounding environment to minimize the explosive force. Who is he? ? Do you really like him? Or do you like that person's ability and want to absorb him?"
I can vaguely hear someone saying: "Are you not using your brain well? It's just that the attitude of the boss obviously likes what people like."
"I didn't expect the boss to be curved. If I had known that the boss was curved, I would have paid more attention when the troops took a shower. No, no, if I had known that the boss was curved, I would have been able to get the moon sooner rather than later. Anyway The boss is so handsome, no matter how you think about it, it’s not a loss.”
Qin Mo let the people over there make noise, and finally said in a flat voice, "Have you finished?"
Four words.
Make people awe-inspiring and quiet.
"Just remember to protect her family. For the rest, don't say anything when others ask. Even if Huang Guohua comes to ask, I still need to check some things. Okay, hang up the phone, someone came in."
Someone is indeed coming.
The person who came was Bo Jiu. He was a little guilty, but even if he was guilty, he still acted lazy: "Brother Mo, tea."
Like that, no matter how you look at it, how good you are.
Qin Mo's eyes flicked across the young man's face, he put the phone on the table, leaned back, his left hand was still wrapped in a bandage, and he was full of abstinence: "When will the over-the-wall Xueba rely on a hand?" The cat came to divert attention?"
The master's poisonous tongue is so artistic, how can she accept it?
"What are you and Lin Feng doing?" Qin Mo tapped his fingers on the screen, probably seeing the information on it.
Bo Jiu sat down, her eyes were a little dark, she still looked like a nobleman, even though her sitting posture was not standard: "I want to have a farewell party."
After hearing those three words, Qin Mo almost guessed the cause and effect, and after a while, he opened his mouth: "When?"
Bo Jiu: "Tomorrow."
Qin Mo hummed.
Bo Jiu originally thought that this matter was over.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Qin Mo said again: "Next time I want to go out, walk through the main entrance, and be seen by the grandpas in the compound when I climb over the wall, it's not very good, what do you think?"
Bo Jiu paused, depressed again, and agreed not to tell Brother Mo to her. I didn't expect gossip, no matter how old you are, you will be very enthusiastic about it.
"Come here." Qin Mo looked at the young man's expression and twitched his lips.
Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows, put her hands on the table, and leaned over.
Qin Mo moved his body slightly, stretched out his hand, and pressed the back of the boy's head.
It was a sweet kiss.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
The lights, the starry sky, and the reflections refracted from the windows fell in the study, making everything appear unparalleled and comfortable.
It seemed that there was nothing else to be heard except the beating of the heart.
Even Aunt Zhang, who was secretly observing, never came in again.
The night was getting darker and darker.
Even if both of them are in the Qin family.
But I did live in two rooms.
Ever since Bo Jiu moved in, Qin Mo seemed to have an extra job, telling a story before someone went to bed.
Qin Mo always thought that only children would like this kind of thing.
Obviously, people who sleep on the bed are not mature enough in their hearts.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand to push away the silver hair that was blocking the young man's forehead, and his eyes sank.
Then, he paced out of the room and went outside the compound.
Soon, a military vehicle drove over from there.
Just heard a swish.
A man came down from it.
The man had glasses on his face, and although he was wearing a white coat, he couldn't make a connection between a man with such a wicked appearance and a doctor.
"Boss, the fact that you asked me to come here is really a curiosity. People who don't know it think that we have some dark secret."
Qin Mo glanced at him, with one hand holding his trouser belt, tall and tall: "If you want me to get in the car, leave a seat."
The psychiatrist looked him up and down, but in the end he couldn't see anything from that dignified and handsome face. He sat back, took out the pen, and a pile of records spread on his lap.
"today we……"
Just when he was about to speak.
Qin Mo interrupted him: "That's right, it's very important, so I won't tell you anything about her, and you don't have to think of a way to make me sleep, after all, it's a bit difficult for you."
The psychiatrist gritted his teeth and put away the pen. To be honest, he really wanted to resign and teach the recruits in the army to work harder. Why did he come to the young master to find fault.
"Then what do you want to tell me?" The heart doctor had already given up.
But not completely giving up.
After all, no matter what you say, it can reflect a person's psychological state.
However, the answer he got was definitely refusal.
Over the years, the reaction of every boss is basically the same.
Qin Mo's slender legs were slightly slack, and he was obviously used to this. Sometimes the other party would come to him for psychological investigations from time to time.
"I do have one thing, and I'd love to hear your analysis."
The psychiatrist was planning to write the word "No", but after hearing Qin Mo's words, he straightened up and almost dropped the pen in his hand.
Qin Mo glanced at him, and reminded in a very calm voice: "Be professional, don't let me see your shock."
The psychiatrist tried hard to control his micro-expressions, but his voice still sounded a little excited: "What's the matter?"
"Thoughts about high school students."
The psychiatrist guessed for a long time but didn't expect such an answer, why are you teasing him? That's not what he wants to hear!
"If a high school student still likes to listen to bedtime stories, why?" Qin Mo's profile didn't change at all.
The psychiatrist spread his hands: "Isn't this easy to analyze? People who are obsessed with childhood and lack a sense of security are a bit complicated. Either they really don't know anything, or they know everything, but they have a piece of pure land that they want to keep in their hearts. , and it is very likely that his pure land is her childhood."
"That means childhood sweetheart is very important to her?"
"Of course." The psychiatrist thought to himself that this inference is inherently simple.
Qin Mo didn't speak any more, just looked out of the window, his deep eyes seemed to deepen a bit, his forehead fell down, blocking his expression.
Obviously I have already done this analysis.
But when this kind of analysis was uttered by others, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar, and sat on the car seat like that, his posture was a little more unruly than usual, but all the smiles were hidden from the corners of his mouth meaning.
That's why she kept thinking about leaving.
This time I went abroad, I also thought that I would never come back...
Continue to make up updates, the first three updates of the fourteenth update.
When Coco received the call, she was still doing the live broadcast. After hearing the news, she immediately turned off the channel."What are you talking about? Lin Feng... wants to sing?!" He bit the rabbit's ear: "I don't want to participate, refuse, strongly refuse.""Refusal is invalid, group activities, we are at Zero Point near the club, you and Feng Shang come here together." Although Bo Jiu said so, after closing the line, he still had some doubts, and looked at Lin Feng: "You sing to the end How ugly is it to make Coco reject you so much?"Lin Feng clasped his arms: "Let me tell you, this matter is very hard to explain, and you will see how powerful I am, young master."Bo Jiu: ...Is it a kind of pride to sing badly now?After going to ktv, Bo Jiu realized that it wasn't the problem of bad singing!But every line that Lin Feng sang was out of tune, it was supposed to be in a down tune, but somehow he went up, and it was a bit difficult for Coco to get the tune back.Bo Jiu finally realized what it means to have no shortage of five notes. For those who listen to the song, it is simply a kind of devastation.How to show to the fans at such a level.Bo Jiu reached out and rubbed the center of her brow, thought for a while, and stopped playing the guitar."That does not work."Lin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why do I think it sounds good? Look at what I sang just now, and finally one of them is in tune.""There are so many, you only have one character to tune." Bo Jiu picked up the guitar and smiled: "How did you do it?"Lin Feng stopped talking, he always felt that he was saying one more word, and the guitar of Little Spades could be slapped towards him.Coco put down the earplugs, jumped over with the rabbit in his arms, and was elated: "What did I say, little spade, you can't let this guy sing, the mountain road has eighteen bends."Bo Jiu looked at these people: "How is your physical coordination?""Taekwondo black belt." Lin Feng is best at leg work.Bo Jiu looked him up and down: "Since you can't sing, then dance. After you dance, you can still lip-sync."Lin Feng: ... what the hell."What songs do young people like nowadays?" Bo Jiu slid back and forth at the place where the KTV ordered songs.Coco and Feng Shang glanced at each other: "You are the youngest here."Bo Jiu paused, then smiled: "It seems so."Most of Dimeng's fans are similar to her.There are many students.On the occasion of parting, don't be so unhappy.Bo Jiu swipe to open the song list, listened to the top three songs, and finally settled on the middle one: "This one."Coco, Lin Feng, and even Feng Shang stopped their movements for a moment, and their expressions were a bit indescribable: "This, this song?""Yes, that's the one." Bo Jiu made a final decision.The other three people seemed to have become a look of lovelessness.This time thanks to Weibo.When Bo Jiu returned to Qin's house, it was peaceful.But it's just peaceful.When Bo Jiu walked into the room.Aunt Zhang, who came out with tea, nodded with her chin, and said in a low voice, "Master is in the study."In this situation, Bo Jiu could only turn around and walked directly to the study.In the study.Qin Mo's call was nearing the end.The magician over there persistently asked for an answer: "Boss, who is this young master of the Fu family? This kind of person saves the whole ship by himself and knows how to use the surrounding environment to minimize the explosive force. Who is he? ? Do you really like him? Or do you like that person's ability and want to absorb him?"I can vaguely hear someone saying: "Are you not using your brain well? It's just that the attitude of the boss obviously likes what people like.""I didn't expect the boss to be curved. If I had known that the boss was curved, I would have paid more attention when the troops took a shower. No, no, if I had known that the boss was curved, I would have been able to get the moon sooner rather than later. Anyway The boss is so handsome, no matter how you think about it, it's not a loss.Qin Mo let the people over there make noise, and finally said in a flat voice, "Have you finished?"Four words.Make people awe-inspiring and quiet."Just remember to protect her family. For the rest, don't say anything when others ask. Even if Huang Guohua comes to ask, I still need to check some things. Okay, hang up the phone, someone came in."Someone is indeed coming.The person who came was Bo Jiu. He was a little guilty, but even if he was guilty, he still acted lazy: "Brother Mo, tea."Like that, no matter how you look at it, how good you are.Qin Mo's eyes flicked across the young man's face, he put the phone on the table, leaned back, his left hand was still wrapped in a bandage, and he was full of abstinence: "When will the over-the-wall Xueba rely on a hand?" The cat came to divert attention?"The master's poisonous tongue is so artistic, how can she accept it?"What are you and Lin Feng doing?" Qin Mo tapped his fingers on the screen, probably seeing the information on it.Bo Jiu sat down, her eyes were a little dark, she still looked like a nobleman, even though her sitting posture was not standard: "I want to have a farewell party."After hearing those three words, Qin Mo almost guessed the cause and effect, and after a while, he opened his mouth: "When?"Bo Jiu: "Tomorrow."Qin Mo hummed.Bo Jiu originally thought that this matter was over.Unexpectedly, in the next second, Qin Mo said again: "Next time I want to go out, walk through the main entrance, and be seen by the grandpas in the compound when I climb over the wall, it's not very good, what do you think?"Bo Jiu paused, depressed again, and agreed not to tell Brother Mo to her. I didn't expect gossip, no matter how old you are, you will be very enthusiastic about it."Come here." Qin Mo looked at the young man's expression and twitched his lips.Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows, put her hands on the table, and leaned over.Qin Mo moved his body slightly, stretched out his hand, and pressed the back of the boy's head.It was a sweet kiss.Time seems to have stopped at this moment.The lights, the starry sky, and the reflections refracted from the windows fell in the study, making everything appear unparalleled and comfortable.It seemed that there was nothing else to be heard except the beating of the heart.Even Aunt Zhang, who was secretly observing, never came in again.The night was getting darker and darker.Even if both of them are in the Qin family.But I did live in two rooms.Ever since Bo Jiu moved in, Qin Mo seemed to have an extra job, telling a story before someone went to bed.Qin Mo always thought that only children would like this kind of thing.Obviously, people who sleep on the bed are not mature enough in their hearts.Qin Mo stretched out his hand to push away the silver hair that was blocking the young man's forehead, and his eyes sank.Then, he paced out of the room and went outside the compound.Soon, a military vehicle drove over from there.Just heard a swish.A man came down from it.The man had glasses on his face, and although he was wearing a white coat, he couldn't make a connection between a man with such a wicked appearance and a doctor."Boss, the fact that you asked me to come here is really a curiosity. People who don't know it think that we have some dark secret."Qin Mo glanced at him, with one hand holding his trouser belt, tall and tall: "If you want me to get in the car, leave a seat."The psychiatrist looked him up and down, but in the end he couldn't see anything from that dignified and handsome face. He sat back, took out the pen, and a pile of records spread on his lap."today we"Just when he was about to speak.Qin Mo interrupted him: "That's right, it's very important, so I won't tell you anything about her, and you don't have to think of a way to make me sleep, after all, it's a bit difficult for you."The psychiatrist gritted his teeth and put away the pen. To be honest, he really wanted to resign and teach the recruits in the army to work harder. Why did he come to the young master to find fault."Then what do you want to tell me?" The heart doctor had already given up.But not completely giving up.After all, no matter what you say, it can reflect a person's psychological state.However, the answer he got was definitely refusal.Over the years, the reaction of every boss is basically the same.Qin Mo's slender legs were slightly slack, and he was obviously used to this. Sometimes the other party would come to him for psychological investigations from time to time."I do have one thing, and I'd love to hear your analysis."The psychiatrist was planning to write the word "No", but after hearing Qin Mo's words, he straightened up and almost dropped the pen in his hand.Qin Mo glanced at him, and reminded in a very calm voice: "Be professional, don't let me see your shock."The psychiatrist tried hard to control his micro-expressions, but his voice still sounded a little excited: "What's the matter?""Thoughts about high school students."The psychiatrist guessed for a long time but didn't expect such an answer, why are you teasing him? That's not what he wants to hear!"If a high school student still likes to listen to bedtime stories, why?" Qin Mo's profile didn't change at all.The psychiatrist spread his hands: "Isn't this easy to analyze? People who are obsessed with childhood and lack a sense of security are a bit complicated. Either they really don't know anything, or they know everything, but they have a piece of pure land that they want to keep in their hearts. , and it is very likely that his pure land is her childhood.""That means childhood sweetheart is very important to her?""Of course." The psychiatrist thought to himself that this inference is inherently simple.Qin Mo didn't speak any more, just looked out of the window, his deep eyes seemed to deepen a bit, his forehead fell down, blocking his expression.Obviously I have already done this analysis.But when this kind of analysis was uttered by others, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar, and sat on the car seat like that, his posture was a little more unruly than usual, but all the smiles were hidden from the corners of his mouth meaning.That's why she kept thinking about leaving.This time I went abroad, I also thought that I would never come back...Continue to make up updates, the first three updates of the fourteenth update.
