Chapter 61

The next day, Wang Zhongding went on a business trip again. This time, he was invited to attend the leaders' summit and a series of related social activities. It took at least a week before and after. And Han Dong this disaster, also appointed by Feng Jun to the new agent - Ji Tao. "I hope that when Mr. Wang comes back, he can see an artist who fully meets the aesthetic requirements of our company. The time is short and the task is arduous. How much trouble do you have these days? " Feng Jun said, patting Ji Tao on the shoulder. Ji Tao nodded, "I understand." "In particular, those heretical and superstitious ideas in his mind must be thoroughly eradicated! This is what Mr. Wang can't bear. If we can't change it, we can't talk about the rest! " Ji Tao's eyes are firm. "As long as it's in my hands for a day, it's impossible for him to pretend to be a ghost." "I'm relieved to hear that." Seeing Ji Tao is like seeing Wang Zhongding's "Chinese version". The so-called "Chinese version" means that in addition to the lack of Wang Zhongding's foreign style, his character and temperament are the same as Wang Zhongding's. On the first day of the training, Ji Tao invited a professor to engage in the propaganda work of "exposing superstition and promoting science" for many years. He often made speeches everywhere, which made many people with foolish ideas suddenly realize in the form of personal experience. "I ask you, young man, what do you think of superstition?" Han Dong said, "we should abandon superstitious ideas." Professor a little don't understand, this person is not no problem? Ask eyes to Ji Tao, Ji Tao Yang chin motioned him to continue, Han Dong's words decisively can't believe. Professor turned his eyes back to Han Dong's face, "since you are not superstitious, why are you still keen on fortune telling?" "Are the two contradictory? How do you know that fortune telling is superstitious? " The professor said: "fortune telling has no scientific basis, not superstition. What is it?" "Who says fortune telling has no basis? Fortune telling is a prediction method by which professionals analyze a person's life fortune according to the eight characters of his birthday and infer his good fortune or bad fortune. Listen, it's professionals, not charlatans. It's an analysis and prediction, not a conclusion. The saying that "fortune telling is superstition" is a kind of superstition in itself. Don't bewitch people here, OK? " Ji Tao's face changed, but out of respect for the professor, he did not interrupt. "I'm superstitious? How can I bewitch people? " The professor almost lost his breath. Han Dong a pair of natural expression, "yes, it's you! What is superstition? Superstition refers to people's blind trust and worship of things. How did superstition come into being? The reason is that compared with the huge unknown space, people's cognitive ability is limited. When they encounter problems that can not be solved, they will have groundless speculation and inference. Then I ask you, do you know what is wealth, official seal, auspicious God and evil spirit? Do you know eight character numerology? Have you ever read human biorhythms, Shang's philosophy of Zhouyi and geographical dialectics? If you don't know anything, you think fortune telling is superstitious. Isn't it a superstition? I said, "is it wrong for you to bewitch people?" The professor made Han Dongzhen unable to say a word. Ji Tao called the professor outside, calmed his mood and said: "this man has a tricky mouth and a set of crooked reasoning. You mean he can't do it, just put the truth out!" A few minutes later, two extras came into the classroom. One, dressed in a Taoist robe and wearing a black hat, shakes his head and shakes his head as he walks. He says something in his mouth: "scientific fortune telling, dispelling diseases and eliminating evils; predicting good and bad, turning evil into good..." The other stoops and falters, playing a sick old lady. Han Dong, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at them happily. Old lady: Da xian'er, can you tell fortune, ask divination and avoid disaster? Da xian'er: sincerity is soul! Just count! If you can calculate accurately, give me a piece of incense; if you can't calculate accurately, give me nothing. Old lady: I often feel stuffy, nauseous and dizzy recently. Da xian'er: (dignified expression) you are entangled by snake spirit. If you don't get rid of it, you will die! Old lady: (frightened) Da xian'er, help me! Da xian'er: (close your eyes and read) it's hateful to practice snake spirit. It's a lot of mischief! When I come to lower the snake spirit, where can I hide? (takes a piece of white paper out of his pocket) look, there's nothing on it. "Wait a minute!" Han Dong suddenly interrupted and went straight to them. He took the white paper in Da xian'er's hand and said, "OK, I'll help you!" A mouthful of water spurted up and told Da xian'er, "the snake has come out. Next time, use more colorless powder phthalein. Look, the tail of the snake is broken." Da xian'er and the old lady look at each other face to face. Should the play go on? Han Dong reluctantly Tucao, "make complaints about hundreds of years ago, and face up?" Who are you screenwriters? Call him to me! If you want to preach, make up something children love to watch! " With that, Han Dong grabbed a red flower from the potted plant next to him, took a glass bottle, took off the bottle cap, and put the bottle on the red flower. After a while, the red flower turned white. "This..." Da xian'er knelt down and said, "how did you do that?" One side of the professor showed disdain, "there are chemicals in the bottle, of course, it will fade.". I've been talking for a long time. Isn't that the same scientific principle Han Dong walked up to him and asked with a smile, "Professor, did you let the fishbone get stuck in your throat?" The professor's face changed. "How do you know?" "Did you use many methods to get the fishbone down?" The professor admitted, "I'm going to ask the doctor to take it out for me with tweezers." Han Dong did not continue to ask, but took out the water bottle from the professor's bag and gave the professor a drink, "see if you can swallow it with water?" "I drank several bottles of water and it didn't work." Han Dong said, "I just want you to have a try." The professor tried again, but the result was the same. He couldn't swallow it at all. Han Dong took the bottle of water and poured it into a clean water cup with two chopsticks crossed on it. Three fingers of the left hand stood holding the cup, and the sword of the right hand pointed to the water cup. Then he handed it to the professor and said, "you can drink it this time." Cut What's the point? The professor took the glass with a cold face. As a result, just a drink, eyes changed. "How's it going?" Han Dong asked. Although the professor doesn't want to admit it, the answer is written on his face! "What did you do?" The professor looked suspicious. Han Dong put out his hand, "this is the water you just drank, and the cup is now taken. What can I do?" "This..." The professor was speechless. Ji Tao still can't accept it, and even suspects that Han Dong and professor have said hello in advance. In order to break through Han Dong's trick, Ji Tao personally found water cups and chopsticks, as well as water without any additives. Don't bother anyone, he swallowed a fishbone, and deep, with a lot of methods are useless, onlookers several people advised Ji Tao to go to the hospital. Ji Tao turns his eyes to Han Dong. He is full of deterrence. Take it. If you have the ability, take it out for me now! Han Dong specially asked the people to check his hands to make sure that there was no corrosive thing hidden. Then he calmly took the water cup and chopsticks and went through the procedure again. "Drink, please Han Dong personally brings it to Ji Tao's mouth. Ji Tao took the cup without expression and drank a lot of water. "How's it going?" Everyone asked. Ji Tao was stunned and his eyes were distorted. There was an uproar. A man suddenly mentioned: "a friend of mine went on a tour the year before last and saw a similar performance in a scenic spot of ethnic minorities. It's called" bone melting. ". They said they could swallow glass scraps and staples. At that time, I thought it was a hoax! " "It's a trick." Han Dong has a black face, "glass slag I'll kill you. " As soon as the voice fell, the silence of the classroom filled with voices. "Master, when can I get rich?" "Master, to tell you the truth, I always feel that there are kids pestering me." "Master, a fortune teller said that I have a disaster this year. Please help me to have a look." “……” The professor couldn't bear it. He forced Han Dong out of the crowd and dragged him to a hidden corner outside. His eyebrows and eyes were instantly covered with a smile. "I see you are a cultural man." Han Dong laughs, "OK, let's exchange when we have time." Two days later, in the same classroom, Han Dong, dressed in a suit and shoes, walked onto the platform. "Today we talk about ghost pressure bed. Most people are not really ghost pressure bed, because ghost pressure bed has many accompanying symptoms. What's more, it's nonsense to "suck Yang Qi." what's the good of that thing for ghosts... "