Just as the group was about to start writing, Xue Ling suddenly shouted, signaling everyone to stop.
"What?" Jiang Li looked at her, pen in hand, her tone carrying a hint of ambiguity. "You regret it?"
“No, no.” Xue Ling shook her head, and what she said made a lot of sense. “Today is my first time participating in the recording of the show, and I haven’t had much contact with the director. But you are different. You have participated many times and have a good relationship with the director. It’s normal for you to know his past. At least you know more than I do.”
After a pause, Xue Ling continued, "I feel that this is somewhat unfair to me."
Jiang Li couldn't help but laugh. "Miss Xue, isn't your worry a bit unnecessary? Or do you think that as soon as you meet someone, even if you don't know them well, you'll tell them your whole past in great detail?"
"But who knows if you planned this beforehand and deliberately lured me into a trap?" Xue Ling said, somewhat disbelievingly.
"If I remember correctly, it was you who suggested showcasing your abilities, but it wasn't my idea." Jiang Li was speechless. "If you think the director and I are in cahoots, then we can find someone else. Just point to someone, and we'll calculate that person's first half of life, how about that?"
"Fine, I believe you're not that kind of people." Xue Ling bit her lip, giving up on the idea of replacing the director, but her words still carried a hint of defiance. "Regarding the director's past, let's just accept the director's past!"
Although Xue Ling is an imposter, but...
I do have some knowledge about face reading.
It might not be perfectly accurate, but it will have some effect, more or less.
So she stared at the director's face for ten minutes, carefully studying his features, and then, based on her knowledge of physiognomy, began to match them one by one.
After all, even scammers need to have some knowledge; otherwise, how can people believe them?
Once she had roughly figured out the correspondence, she began to write.
By the time she started writing, Jiang Li had already finished.
She put down her brush, blew on the paper, and then moved aside out of boredom.
Perhaps wanting to kill some time, he picked up the flute again and began to play.
The music is beautiful, and it's a piece that no one has ever heard before.
Those who are restless become calm again upon hearing this music.
At once……
I feel very comfortable and peaceful inside.
[I'm begging Teacher Chu to include these two songs in your album!]
[It's time to update the Zen series with more tracks; I've practically worn out the previous ones.]
We hope that our request will be adopted by those two individuals.
[Just two songs? Aren't your expectations too low? Shouldn't there be at least two more songs we haven't heard before?]
That makes sense. Let's go with an auspicious number, six for good luck!
[Six songs, "Stay-at-Home," the homophone doesn't sound good, "88 is auspicious," actually eight songs would be fine too!]
Look at you all, so cocky, dreaming about everything! Go dream about it!
[It's okay to want some...]
[...]
Jiang Li has finished playing a piece, but the director and Xue Ling haven't finished writing it yet.
At once……
It's quite absurd that Jiang Li wrote faster than the original author.
Look, the director is writing in fits and starts, clearly he's thinking.
After all, even if a lot has happened in the past, it is impossible to remember everything as time goes by.
Writing something down without thinking makes it seem like it was planned in advance.
But the problem now is...
The director himself was struggling to write, while Jiang Li, an outsider, finished writing in no time.
As for Xue Ling...
Well, it's better not to say anything.
After the director and Xue Ling finally finished writing, the program crew came over immediately.
They held up three sheets of paper written by three different people, pointing them directly at the camera, as if to compare whether any of their writings were the same.
Xue Ling's description is the simplest. It roughly describes what the director looks like, what his life trajectory is like, and what kind of things he encountered at what time. Each item is described in a very general way, and even the time is not specified.
The director wrote down the year and the events that happened.
As for Jiang Li...
Her writing was much more comprehensive than the director's, and she also wrote more entries.
Everyone was completely stunned.
When the director went to see what Jiang Li had written, he couldn't help but get frustrated and said, "Why are you writing all this out? Getting kicked out of the house by my father-in-law isn't even a major event in my life, so why did you write it down? Ugh, no, how did you even figure that out?"
"After you were kicked out of your father-in-law's house, didn't you still manage to get married?" Jiang Li said slowly. "I think this is a major event in your life, don't you think?"
director:"……"
That being said, it's best not to bring up such an embarrassing matter again.
Jiang Li wrote down every detail, which also reminded the director of many things he had forgotten.
Her expression was completely genuine, which made people admire Jiang Li even more.
Only Xue Ling was nailed to the pillar of shame and ridiculed by others.
What's the difference between writing something and not writing it at all?
Even someone who knows nothing can still manage to spout a few random words.
"Miss Xue, is that all you've got?" Jiang Li's gaze finally fell on Xue Ling, and she couldn't help but sigh, "How did you get the courage to show off your abilities? Who gave you that courage? Liang Jingru?"
Xue Ling gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "This must have been a conspiracy between you all, otherwise how could you have written so much? So many details? You're clearly cheating! How dare someone who cheated come and laugh at my lack of ability?"
"Sigh..." Jiang Li sighed, "I knew you would say that. Since that's the case... then I'll... calculate your fortune, shall I?"
Xue Ling's body trembled slightly.
"We've never met before, and I have no way of knowing your past. So, let me use you as an example and tell you about your past, shall I?"
“Okay.” Xue Ling was convinced that Jiang Li was cheating, so she agreed without hesitation. “I want to see what tricks you have up your sleeve!”
"Your mother got pregnant out of wedlock and married your father when you were three years old. When you were seven, your father died in an accident." Jiang Li looked at Xue Ling carefully for a few moments and said slowly, "When you were ten, your mother remarried and married a man with good financial resources. Your stepfather is gentle and refined on the surface, but he is actually a pervert. He had his eye on you when you followed your mother into his house."
After being reminded of what Jiang Li said, Xue Ling suddenly recalled what happened back then.
As if struck by a thought, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and she let out a sharp cry, "Shut up! Don't say anymore! Don't say anymore!"
"Later..." Jiang Li shrugged, slowly uttering what Xue Ling was afraid she would say, "...when he tried to assault you, you accidentally killed him..."
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