Chapter 59： 、59

Yu Chenxue's sleep aid doesn't have much technical content, at least Zong Qi thinks so.

He just told him a story in his deep and pleasant voice, and then occasionally asked Zong Qi some questions.

He took Zong Qi to a grassland, and they stood on the grassland looking up at the stars in the sky. Overlook the mainland on the top of the Alps snow-capped mountains, and listen to the sound of waves crashing on the beach.

When walking in the forest, the sunlight is projected from the gaps in the leaves, and the light spots are sprinkled on the ground, which is very bright and beautiful.

Then Zong Qi, who still felt that Yu Chenxue's sleep aid was unreliable just now, fell asleep in seconds.

"What are you afraid of?" Yu Chenxue walked beside him and lowered her voice.

It's been a long time since he has given people such shallow hypnosis.

One is that many people like to write expressions on their faces; the other is that vicious criminals already have extraordinary psychological qualities, and shallow hypnosis does not have much effect; Except for the unachievable students, he has never been so amiable with others.

In the final analysis, this is not traditional hypnosis, but people have no time to think too much when they are particularly sleepy, and most of them answer according to their intuition.

Never let your guard down before a master of psychology. It is very likely that a sentence, an expression, an action, and a request are all traps dug one by one.

So,? Fear of what?

The professor of psychology stared at the black-haired young man lying on the mat with his eyes squinted, looking delirious and about to fall asleep, and thought with some joy in his heart.

Zong Qi was a little sleepy, and subconsciously replied: "Fear, I am afraid of running out of money every day."

Yu Chenxue: "..."

"It's really scary not having money."

When the artist was silent about this, he murmured again: "Grandma's medical expenses,? My tuition fees,? Living expenses...these are all money. If you had money back then, you wouldn't I will secretly sell the house left by grandpa, and grandma may be able to hold on for a while longer."

Yu Chenxue raised her eyebrows, her expression was a bit inhuman and cold at the moment, and she was unmoved.

He thought for a while and changed the subject: "Then is your heart full of unwillingness?"

Such analytical questioning can easily open up a person's psychological defenses.

Yu Chenxue is very good at using these negative emotions and the positive effects they bring to him to get the information he wants.

Zong Qi nodded slowly and replied: "Yes, it is full of many unwillingnesses."

"for example?"

The professor of psychology raised his eyebrows, as he had expected it in his heart.

But all people will have desires when they live in this world. All emotions born of desire/desire, or desire, or greed, or unwillingness, are human nature.

Even small white paper is not exempt. Thinking of this, he lost interest again out of thin air.

In the second when Yu Chenxue was distracted, he heard Zong Qi's next words: "... For example, he casually acted as a mannequin for Professor Yu before investigating the market price."

Yu Chenxue: "...?"

"The mannequins in the Academy of Fine Arts outside are very valuable. They are billed by the hour, woo woo woo. Professor Yu looks so rich, and he will definitely not refuse my small request for extra money. I missed this opportunity to pluck the capitalist's wool again." Chance."

The professor of psychology raised his eyebrows, and his eyes glanced sharply across the cheeks of the black-haired young man.

With his eyesight, he couldn't see any flaws, most of these words were not intended for him, but the truth from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, considering how cautious the other party was like a little white rabbit in front of him before, it was really not easy to be able to say what was in his heart....

Yu Chenxue didn't know that he actually had such an image in Zong Qi's mind.

So the white-haired man who was dubbed a capitalist narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh? Then you lost a good opportunity to make money, aren't you very dissatisfied with Professor Yu? You toss and turn for the money you wasted, and want to take revenge on him?"

The drowsy Zong Qi suddenly raised his voice, "How can you say that about Professor Yu! I really like Professor Yu!"

Unfortunately, others are still half asleep.

"Professor Yu is a good man! Great man! Although I always feel that Professor Yu is not as gentle as he appears on the surface, but he is good-looking, and people with good-looking faces have privileges!"

"Besides, even if I want to do something, I have to wait until I get my diploma..."

Zong Qi tilted his head and fell asleep as expected.

The huge, not-so-popular apartment suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, the man's low laughter came from the air.

It was hard for Yu Chenxue to describe this feeling. Just like he coveted an exquisite doll, the doll itself was enough to interest him, but after unpacking, he found the small gift that came with the doll, which also brought him an incomparable surprise.

Interesting.

He bent over.

The man's broad palm went around the warm back and arms of the black-haired young man, and the other hand rested on the bend of his leg, easily lifting the person lying on the thin cushion by the waist.

"Too light."

He sighed.

The body is quite hot, like a small stove.

You can feed more nutritious vegetables next time.

…

A good night's sleep.

Zong Qi slept very comfortably this time.

When he was cutting a movie before, he always worried about not being able to make another bad movie. Although it looked good on the surface, in fact he was under great psychological pressure, and it took him several days to cut the finished product.

Including after the cut, he has been squatting to browse actor forums, always staring at other box office testing software.

Strange to say, the movie did well at the box office. Zong Qi looked at a few softwares, and found that there were no seats left, and it was obvious that the audience was very supportive.

But for some reason, he went to public platforms like Weibo to search for audience comments, but found very few. The only passers-by audience who found out that the movie tickets were not available at the ticket sales place were aroused, so they stopped to grab tickets.

Of course, the first thing these audiences said when they came out after grabbing tickets was that they didn't understand what makes this movie so good, and they didn't understand why it was so difficult to grab tickets. He also said that when he went to see it, it was obviously full of empty seats.

In this way, this bizarre phenomenon gave "Ghost House" free publicity, so more and more viewers went to the cinema to watch this domestic horror film that was said to be not scary at all.

Zong Qi burst into tears when he saw it. At any rate, everyone was more tactful and didn't say it was a bad movie, but said that this combination is very novel and funny, and there is a lot of room for improvement.

He felt that this was not his problem at all, it was all the fault of the system!

After filming "Ghost Tower", he was promoted to an intermediate director.

After he reached the middle level director, a lot of permissions were unlocked, and he was thrown at him head and face.

For example, making a movie before can only be drawn from the identities of actors, decent NPCs, villain NPCs, and movie designers. After reaching the middle-level director, you can choose freely.

This is not the best, the best thing is that Zong Qi can choose to view part of the script when viewing movie posters in the future.

Even if it is a director, it is impossible to just pick up a script and make a masterpiece.

Only by watching more and screening more, and picking out good stories from them, can we have a chance to make a good movie.

The script of "Desolate Village" is actually good, but Zong Qi is not strong enough to screw it up.

If Zong Qi had read the script of "Ghost Building" before, he would never choose it! !

Because of these things that bother Zong Qi, Zong Qi has been sleeping intermittently in recent days.

So after sleeping very soundly tonight, when I woke up, I was still a little unresponsive.

White ceiling, white sheets, white bedroom...

It didn't look like his room.

The black-haired young man suddenly sat up from the bed with a dazed expression.

Did he really fall asleep last night? ? ?

If he didn't come back by himself, then Professor Yu brought him to the bed.

Zong Qi's sleepy head suddenly woke up.

"hiss......"

If the movie is not counted, he and Yu Chenxue are not very familiar, at least not to the extent that they can spend the night at each other's house after falling asleep. Of course, this is also the first time Zong Qi has fallen asleep at someone else's house.

"Strange, I didn't feel too sleepy yesterday, why did I fall asleep all of a sudden?"

While rubbing his head, he put on the slippers on the floor, walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and found that he was still wearing the white shirt from yesterday.

This bedroom appears to be a second bedroom, which does not have its own bathroom.

Zong Qi picked up his mobile phone. Fortunately, he told the ghosts at home in advance, so at this moment, he only needs to send a message to Xiaohong and the others that everything is safe, open the door and go out.

"Ah... This sleep is too long, it's almost ten o'clock."

Although he really wanted to go back downstairs to brush his teeth and wash his face, he had to find someone first.

So Zong Qi followed his memory and went downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor.

"Professor Yu?"

He scratched at the door frame and poked his head out.

The kitchen is empty, and the little robot is quietly squatting on its own charging station. A dazzling variety of breakfasts are placed on the table, from porridge to side dishes, from Cantonese-style pastries to morning tea, from tiramisu to Cheesecake...everything. The top is covered with a thermal insulation cover, and the dining table is also opened with thermal insulation measures, which can ensure a suitable temperature for diners to take at any time.

He asked why he had to prepare so much food last time, two people couldn't finish it. In the end, Yu Chenxue told him lightly, because he didn't know what he liked to eat, so he prepared everything.

Just be inhumane.

Although Zong Qi was envious of this sumptuous breakfast, after all, the master was not there, and he hadn't brushed his teeth yet. Thinking of this, Zong Qi turned back and walked towards the bathroom.

"Shouldn't be going out."

Zong Qi thought, Professor Yu is too big-hearted, if he puts a stranger in his house like this, isn't he afraid that he will run away with that Steinway piano overnight?

He decided to go and pick up the clothes he changed last night first, and then go home and eat a bowl of noodles casually.

Zong Qi pushed open the door of the large bathroom, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

...how come the temperature in the bathroom is so high.

Not only is the temperature high, but there is also the sound of "squeaking" water in the shower room, dripping on the marble, and hot water vapor is evaporating in the air.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the people in the shower room turned off the water casually.

Through the frosted glass with a hoarse voice: "Xiao Qi is awake?"

Zong Qi glanced at the underwear he changed out yesterday in the clothes basket.

Because of the discounted money I bought cheaply, there is a small crayon Shin-chan printed on the back.

Zong Qi:!

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