What It’s Like Being a Vampire

When eating dinner, Xiang Kun naturally relied on the two stones that had established a "supersensory connection" to suppress the feeling of vomiting. However, compared to only two or three people dining together, in the current situation of multi-person dining, after he has been able to rely on the brand-new cognitive model to build a cognitive model for multiple people, there are actually many ways that are under everyone's noses. Eat or even not eat.

For example, chew more, even if you have nothing in your mouth; occasionally pick up a bowl of soup, but of course you don’t actually drink it; when someone notices you, talk more, don’t let people notice that you are in a daze and doing nothing , otherwise others will naturally persuade you to eat food or even serve it to you with serving chopsticks.

If Xiang Kun was someone who could easily be ignored, he wouldn't need to be so troublesome, but unfortunately, even if he kept a low profile at the dinner table, he was still the one who received the most attention, especially for Zhang Qian and the others.

So at the dinner table, Xiang Kun took the initiative to introduce the cooperation between him and Zhang Qian's company to other people. Naturally, I will not disclose my privacy and the confidential details of the company's projects;

On the other hand, it also took the opportunity to guide the topic, let everyone talk about company management, the status quo of various industries, enterprise management, market development, and entrepreneurial opportunities, and dragged Zicheng, Chang Bin, and Chang Bin's stories into Zhang Qian's Chatting, and then slowly fading out himself, allowing their attention to be on each other.

But Xiang Kun also knew that since he came to eat with Zhang Qian and the others, some problems would inevitably be brought up no matter how he guided them.

Sure enough, when Chang Bin mentioned the meaning of Zhang Qian's "fortune-telling specialty" mentioned in the suit custom shop, Zhang Qian immediately "followed the trend" and talked about the first time she and Yang Jie "encountered" Xiang Kun in a bar , Liu Chuangshi's situation. Of course, the initial "strike-up" process was omitted.

After Zhang Qian finished talking about Xiang Kun's "a4 paper magic", Chang Bin and his younger brother, who had heard about it for the first time, looked at Xiang Kun in surprise.

"You can do magic tricks?" Chang Bin couldn't help asking. He didn't know that Xiang Kun was so good at cooking before, which already made him feel like a fake friend, but he didn't expect to find out that Xiang Kun could do magic tricks now. And it sounds like a magic trick. Since losing his job and becoming bald, this friend who has lived with him for four years in college has been constantly refreshing his cognition.

"It's just a trivial trick." Xiang Kun said with a smile, "Zicheng has seen it too."

Zicheng immediately said: "That's not a trick, to be honest, I was dumbfounded at the time, it's really funny!"

Yang Jie, who was sitting next to Zhang Qian, said with a smile: "Xiang Daxian, my younger brother is your idol. After hearing about the 'magic' you transformed, I kept thinking about it. Since everyone is so interested, Can you open our eyes again tonight?"

Yang Zhuo next to him looked at Xiang Kun, responded to his sister's words, and nodded vigorously, expressing that he was indeed a "fan".

After Zicheng agreed to Zhang Qian's invitation to have dinner together, Xiang Kun had already given several solutions to the problems that might be dealt with.

He knew that Zhang Qian or Yang Jie would find an opportunity to mention the "magic" on the A4 paper again, and would ask him to perform it again.

He certainly has many ways to say no naturally, without making people feel unpleasant. But he knew that once they told about the A4 paper magic trick, it would definitely arouse the interest and attention of others, no matter how good the reason he found, their interest would not be completely dampened,

I will always remember this matter, and I will probably bring it up again next time we meet.

Therefore, Xiang Kun decided to choose a plan that directly gave them the answer they wanted.

Xiang Kun said with a smile: "The last time Chang Bin and I met you at the bar, I already told you that there is no fortune-telling, it's just observation, reasoning, and a little bit of luck."

But Yang Jie shook her head: "I can see the relationship between our two siblings, and you can directly guess what words I wrote on the A4 paper, which is not a level of difficulty."

"The difficulty is indeed different, but the truth is the same."

"What's the point? When Xiaojie wrote, she ran to the entrance of the bar. You can't see it. If you can't see it, how can you reason? And you can guess that she didn't write Arabic numerals, but Chinese characters." ?” Zhang Qian asked with a frown.

She and Yang Jie had discussed, guessed, and analyzed Xiang Kun's A4 paper "magic" in private for many times, but they still couldn't give a completely reasonable explanation. Kun, I can't help but mention the reason for the "magic" because I'm so curious, I can't figure it out! Unscientific!

Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, Xiang Kun wiped his mouth with a tissue and deliberately acted like he had just finished eating.

"Remember your expression and reaction when I told you to write a random number on the A4 paper?" Xiang Kun said.

Yang Jie froze for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, then asked doubtfully, "What expression and reaction do I have?"

Xiang Kun lowered his glasses and made an exaggerated expression of squinting his eyes and raising his eyebrows, which caused everyone to laugh.

Yang Jie also smiled and said, "How can I be like this."

"It's really not that obvious, but you did have a very obvious reaction, especially after you discussed with Mr. Zhang in a low voice, you looked back at the expressions on me and Liu Chuang, and you were so proud, as if you definitely thought we couldn't guess it. " Xiang Kun said slowly, "But why do you think we can't guess?"

Seeing the expressions of Zhang Qian and Yang Jie recalling the situation at that time, Xiang Kun continued: "After you go to the entrance aisle and finish writing, fold the paper and bring it back. Remember that I played a guessing game with you first. Is it a game of which hand the paper is hidden in? In fact, that game, guessing which hand the paper is in, is not the purpose. The real purpose is to test your character and analyze your behavior habits.

"Do you still remember that sentence you said? What you said was: 'Guess the number, guess what I wrote?', on the word 'number', you put a little accent on it, which is a bit joking Taste. In the word 'ji', the ending sound is also slightly raised, giving you that feeling of complacency and ecstasy.

"If you normally write integers less than ten, no matter what, I have a good chance of being fooled. You should not be so sure. So I speculate that you did not write Arabic numerals, but Chinese characters number."

Yang Jie stared at Zhang Qian who was next to her with wide eyes: "What kind of jokes, complacency, secret joy, do I have such a rich expression?"

To be honest, three months have passed, how can the two of them remember so many details, including the expressions and eyes at that time? But when Xiang Kun repeated what she said, Yang Jie had the impression again, as if she really said that. Xiang Kun even remembered that sentence so clearly, so what about these expressions, are they really as obvious as he said?

Zhang Qian frowned and said, "Even if you guessed that the numbers she wrote were Chinese numbers, how could you guess that it was six?"

Xiang Kun said: "According to my judgment of her personality when I guessed which hand she hid the paper in, since she chose Chinese numbers, she would not choose the strokes and structures of 'one, two, three' too. Simple numbers, but the wall in the aisle over there is not smooth, and it is not easy to write on a piece of A4 paper, so 'four, five, seven, nine' with long strokes is also not suitable, so the remaining Appropriate, it is 'six'. Of course, there is still a lot of luck involved, but it seems that I am lucky."

After Xiang Kun finished speaking, all the people in the box were stunned and looked at each other. Zhang Qian said with obvious disbelief: "Isn't your statement too convincing? Even fooling people is so insincere. What about our three-year-old?"

Not only her, although Chang Bin and Zicheng didn't speak, they obviously had the same attitude, and they didn't quite believe his explanation that sounded a bit far-fetched.

Xiang Kun still said with a calm expression: "Indeed, it will be difficult to understand just listening to me. Let's try it out on the spot. Mr. Zhang and Mr. Yang, it seems that either of you will be able to understand." Okay, you can whisper a number to the person next to you, from one to nine, and let me guess."

So Zhang Qian leaned close to Yang Jie's ear, put her hands together to protect her ears, and said a number softly.

With her voice, it was impossible for Yang Zhuo who was sitting on the other side of Yang Jie to hear her, let alone the other people in the box.

Of course, these other people would not include Xiang Kun.

With his sense of hearing, he could still penetrate Zhang Qian's hands, receive the vibration of the sound waves, and even directly hear the vibration of Zhang Qian's vocal cords, clearly knowing that she said "Nine".

"Let's guess." After Zhang Qian and Yang Jie finished biting their ears, they sat down leisurely and said, looking at Xiang Kun across the table.

"Based on your personality, you shouldn't choose 'six' like Student Yang. You are not the kind of 'follow the trend'." Xiang Kun did not directly say the correct answer, but "analyzed" in a soothing voice: "Phase Compared with Student Yang, your personality will also be stronger. When you get along with Student Yang, you also regard yourself as an older sister, so the number you choose should be larger than that selected by Student Yang. Choose from nine or three numbers. Judging from your mobile phone number, if you choose this mobile phone number yourself, then you should prefer the number 'nine', so I guess it should be nine."

Zhang Qian and Yang Jie looked at each other, the shock in their eyes had already let other people in the box know the result.

"Did you guess right?" Chang Bin also confirmed to Yang Jie in amazement.

When Yang Jie nodded, Zhang Qian had already said, "One more time." Then, she pulled Yang Jie up, and the two of them moved to the corner of the box far away from Xiang Kun to talk.

This box is more than 30 square meters, so the space is naturally quite ample.

After only a few seconds, Zhang Qian and Yang Jie returned to the table and sat down together: "Okay, you guess again this time, if you still guess correctly, I will believe your explanation!"

Of course Xiang Kun heard that the number she told Yang Jie was "one", but he still had to pretend to analyze: "As I said just now, Mr. Zhang, you have a very strong personality, so you should respond to what I just said. You will care very much, and you also care about the relationship with Yang. You will definitely not choose a number above 'six', and you will most likely choose a number below 'six'. Since it is already 'opposite', Then with your personality, you will simply go to the extreme, choose the simplest and most unlikely 'one' you usually choose. I don't know if I guessed it right this time?"

Zhang Qian's expression was complicated and her eyes were changing. It seemed that she was really recalling the psychology of choosing the number just now, and wondering whether she was really what Xiang Kun said.

Yang Jie adjusted her glasses, and said in surprise: "Why do I have the feeling of encountering cheating players while playing games? You seem to have mind reading skills!"

Just now, when Zhang Qian pulled her to confirm the number quietly in the corner, her eyes locked on and observed Xiang Kun, but she couldn't see anything special at all. It seemed that he was really based on the information. The correct answer was analyzed.

"Guess right again? Yes, Ah Tu! You really feel like a fortune teller!" Zicheng also said excitedly. He witnessed Xiang Kun's "magic" with A4 paper in the bar last time, and he always thought that It may be that the A4 paper is tricky, or some other magic method was used to know the number Yang Jie wrote on the paper. But today, seeing Xiang Kun guessing the number Zhang Qian chose correctly twice in such a "live" way, and also telling the analysis process, it really feels like watching a movie.

Zhang Qian frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I want to try again, the last time."

Yang Jie was about to get up and go to the corner to listen to the numbers from her friend, but Zhang Qian called the waiter directly and asked her to bring a pen and paper over.

So Zhang Qian went outside the box alone, wrote the number on the paper, and then returned to the box with the paper folded into small pieces.

"What number did I write on the paper?" Zhang Qian asked after returning to her seat and sitting down, and deliberately kept her face on the ground, controlling her expression.

Compared with the bar they used to, the environment of the restaurant was actually not much quieter, especially when Zhang Qian was writing, she was still outside the box with the door closed. Under the influence of various noises nearby, Xiang Kun didn't The paper with the "supersensory connection" is anchored to the sound wave position, so the details heard are relatively vague, and it is impossible to determine which number she wrote. However, it can be heard that after she finished writing a number at the beginning, she tore up the piece of paper, crumpled it up and threw it away, and wrote another number again.

Obviously, this woman who has always been decisive in character and style is beginning to hesitate.

Even if he couldn't directly open the "Perspective Hanger", Xiang Kun still didn't panic. There are many methods and information he can use to make judgments, especially after the two guessing games before, he further perfected his understanding of Zhang. The cognitive model established by Qian. Of course, judging Zhang Qian's choices in other aspects may not be very accurate, but in the single item of "guessing the number game", based on real-time sensory information changes, Xiang Kun is quite sure.

"You should have chosen an integer within ten, right?" Xiang Kun said.

"That's right." Zhang Qian nodded with her expression unchanged.

"Is it Arabic numerals or Chinese numerals?"

"Guess." Zhang Qian continued with a wooden face.

But although the expression didn't change, the heartbeat, breathing, pupils, etc. were not without feedback information. Through this information, Xiang Kun had come to a conclusion: what she wrote were Chinese numbers.

"Would it be the same as student Yang, who wrote 'six'?" Xiang Kun said.

"Who knows?" Zhang Qian was expressionless.

Xiang Kun could judge her mood from the feedback of her various body information, it should be a little nervous and a little happy. From this, it can be speculated that what she wrote on the paper she tore off after the first writing outside should be the same Chinese number "six" as Yang Jie last time.

Under the watchful eyes of the other seven people in the same room, Xiang Kun continued to "seriously" "analyze" the number that Zhang Qian might choose: "With Mr. Zhang's character, even if he wanted to surprise him, he probably wouldn't choose six. Then from one Five, seven to nine, which one will it be? Will it be repeated on purpose, choosing the one you picked before, or nine? Or two, three, four, five?"

When he said these numbers, he spoke very slowly, so as to use the cognitive model to analyze Zhang Qian's information feedback.

"Does Mr. Zhang have any opinion on the number seven?"

Zhang Qian became a little impatient: "Why are you so wordy, hurry up and say the numbers I wrote."

"I'm not using supernatural powers or mind reading skills. Doesn't this require an analysis process?" Xiang Kun said with a smile: "Since Mr. Zhang's reactions to one to seven and nine are normal and frank, it seems that all The chosen word should be eight."

Zhang Qian looked at him: "Are you sure? It's 'eight'?"

Xiang Kun nodded and said, "Sure, it's 'eight', and it's the Chinese number eight." In fact, it was Zhang Qian's last question that made him come to a completely positive judgment.

"Convinced!" Zhang Qian threw the piece of paper in her hand on the dining table forcefully, the expression on her face couldn't help but said to Xiang Kun in amazement, discouragement and helplessness: "How on earth did you push it out?" ?”

"Actually, it's not that mysterious. It's just a little bit of psychological knowledge and luck. I just kept talking to Mr. Zhang just now, just to test and observe. Although Mr. Zhang has been deliberately keeping calm, he still revealed his secrets in the end. Of course, I also have the element of gambling, and I dare not be 100% sure. As for the specific analysis, I will not talk nonsense, otherwise, when you hear it, you will think that I am showing off metaphysics to fool people." Xiang Kun said with a smile.

"Xiang Kun, when did you become an expert in psychology?" Chang Bin asked very puzzled.

"What kind of expert? I just read a few books, and a friend taught me some skills. If I want to say it's amazing, my friend is really amazing. He has successively obtained psychiatry and mental hygiene, and applied psychology. A super academic with a master's degree and an IQ of over 140 is a professional, and I'm still far behind, just playing lip service and pretending to be better by gambling luck." Xiang Kun explained.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, everyone's attention was naturally attracted to the "true professional" in his mouth, and it didn't take long for his eloquent description to establish a spirit in everyone's heart. The image of a genius and expert in science and psychology.

By the time everyone left the Hunan restaurant and went to a coffee shop to meet Wang Han and the others, everyone had basically accepted his explanation of "a4 paper magic", even Zhang Qian and Yang Jie, who had been obsessed with it before. exception.

In fact, he has used this routine several times before. For example, when he explained to Yang Jie and his brother in the bar how to infer the relationship between them, for example, when he met Zhang Qian for the second time, he explained to her how the first meeting in the bar was. When calculating the constellations of her and Yang Jie.

It’s just that a few more steps have been added this time. First, an explanation and a theory are thrown out, no matter how unreliable it seems, and then other methods are used to prove the explanation and theory. When the proof is completed and everyone is convinced, then Throwing out someone stronger than yourself to attract attention and explain the reason for the proof process.

Anyway, in the box tonight, except for him, no one knew Lao Xia. Even Chang Bin, at most, might have heard about Lao Xia before, saw Lao Xia's video on Christmas Eve, and had no other understanding.

As for a little later, when everyone went to the coffee shop to meet, someone mentioned what happened in the box. Nana and Yang Zhen'er didn't see him guessing the number in the box with their own eyes, and they wouldn't think what he said was wrong. It's an exaggeration because what he said is basically the truth. Lao Xia does have those two degrees, and he is indeed a genius with an IQ of more than 140. He also often consulted Lao Xia about psychology and mental illness before.

And tonight's performance can also allow Xiang Kun to re-establish Chang Bin and Zicheng's understanding and judgment of him, so that in the future, he can also show more of his "specialties" in this area.

More than half an hour later, Xiang Kun and the eight of them met Wang Han's bridesmaids and Yang Zhen'er in the coffee shop.

Thirteen people got together and naturally introduced each other again.

The biggest and most obsessed question before had been answered by Xiang Kun in the restaurant. Zhang Qian and Yang Jie did not pay attention to Xiang Kun, but chatted with Wang Han and Tang Baoting very speculatively.

On the contrary, Yang Zhuo, who didn't talk much in the box before, approached Xiang Kun and whispered, "Brother Kun... Uh, Brother Xiang, can you add a WeChat?"

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