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

For example, chew more, even if you don't have anything in your mouth, occasionally pick up a bowl and drink soup, 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 have nothing to do, otherwise others will naturally persuade you to eat vegetables or even use chopsticks to clip it for you.

If Xiang Kun is a person who is easy to ignore, naturally there is no need to be so troublesome, but it is a pity that at this table now, no matter how low-key he is, he is also the person who is most concerned, especially for Zhang Qian and the four of them.

So at the dinner table, Xiang Kun took the initiative to introduce the cooperation between him and Zhang Qian's company to others, on the one hand, to help Zhang Qian explain her attitude just now, and by the way, explain why she hasn't answered the phone - of course, when it comes to his own privacy and the details of the company's project secrets, he will naturally not say it;

On the other hand, it is also to take the opportunity to guide the topic, so that everyone can talk about the company's operation, the status quo of various industries, enterprise management, market development, and entrepreneurial opportunities, and drag Zicheng, Chang Bin, and Chang Bin's hair into the chat with Zhang Qian, and then he slowly fades out by himself, so that their attention can be focused on each other.

However, Xiang Kun also knew that since he had dinner with Zhang Qian and them, there were some questions, no matter how he guided them, they would inevitably be raised.

Sure enough, when Chang Bin mentioned what Zhang Qian meant by "fortune-telling expertise" in the suit custom shop before, Zhang Qian immediately "took the opportunity" to talk about the first time she and Yang Jie "encountered" Xiang Kun and Liu Chuang in a bar. Of course, the initial "pick-up" process is omitted.

After listening to Zhang Qian's "A4 paper magic" about Xiang Kun, Chang Bin and his hair Xiao, who heard this for the first time, looked at Xiang Kun in surprise.

"Do you know how to do magic?" Chang Bin couldn't help but ask, 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 also do magic, and it was a magic trick that sounded like it sounded very good. Since losing his job and becoming bald, this friend who has lived with him in college for four years is really constantly refreshing his cognition.

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

Zicheng immediately said: "That's not a small trick, to be honest, I was stunned at the time, it was really very bite!"

Yang Jie, who was sitting next to Zhang Qian, said with a smile: "Xiang Daxian, my brother is your idol, after hearing me say that you have become that 'magic', but I have been talking about it and wanting to take a look, since everyone is so interested, can you let us open our eyes again tonight?"

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

After Zicheng agreed to Zhang Qian's invitation to have dinner together, Xiang Kun had already given a number of plans for possible problems.

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

He certainly has many ways to refuse naturally and without being unpleasant. But he knew that once they said the A4 paper magic, it would definitely arouse the interest and attention of others, and even if the reason he found was good, their interest would not be completely extinguished, and they would always remember it, and they would probably mention it again the next time they met.

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

Xiang Kun said with a smile: "The last time Chang Bin and I met you at the bar, I actually said that there is no fortune telling, just relying on observation, reasoning and a little luck. ”

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

"It's true that the difficulty is different, but in fact, the principle is the same. ”

"What's the reason? When Xiaojie writes, she runs to the entrance of the bar, you can't see it, if you can't see it, then how can you reason? And you can guess that she is not writing Arabic numerals, but writing Chinese characters?" Zhang Qian asked with a frown.

Xiang Kun's original A4 paper "magic", she and Yang Jie didn't know how many times they had discussed, guessed, and analyzed in private, but they were never able to give a completely reasonable explanation, which is why every time they saw Xiang Kun, they couldn't help but mention the reason for that "magic" - they were so curious, they couldn't figure it out!

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

"Do you remember your expression and reaction when I said that I would ask you to write a random number on A4 paper?" said Xiang Kun.

Yang Jie was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought about it, and wondered, "What expression and reaction do I have?"

Xiang Kun lifted his glasses and made an exaggerated expression with squinting his eyes and raising his eyebrows, which caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

Yang Jie also smiled: "How can I be like this." ”

"It's really not so obvious, but you do have an obvious reaction, especially when you look back at Liu Chuang's expressions after discussing with Mr. Zhang in a whisper, as if you think we can't guess. Xiang Kun said slowly, "But why do you think we can't guess?"

Seeing that Zhang Qian and Yang Jie both had expressions of recalling the situation at the time, Xiang Kun continued: "You go to the entrance aisle and finish writing, fold the paper and take it back, do you remember that I first played a game with you to guess which hand the paper is hidden in?

"Do you remember what you said? What you said, 'Guess the number, guess what I wrote?', you have a hint of accent on the word 'number', a little bit of a joke. On the word 'several', the same tail note rises slightly, and there is that feeling of pride and joy.

"If you write integers within ten normally, then no matter what, I have a good chance of being blind, and you shouldn't be so sure. So I speculate that you didn't write Arabic numerals, but Chinese character numbers. ”

Yang Jie stared at Zhang Qian next to her with wide eyes: "What kind of banter, smugness, and joy, do I have such a rich expression?"

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

Zhang Qian frowned and said, "Even if you guess that she wrote a number in Chinese, how can you guess that it is six?"

Xiang Kun said: "According to my previous judgment of her character when I guessed which hand she hid the paper in, since she chose Chinese numbers, she would not choose the number that is too simple with strokes and structure such as 'one, two, three', but the wall of the aisle over there is not flat, and it is not easy to write on an A4 paper, so 'four, five, seven, nine' is also not suitable for long strokes, so the most suitable one is 'six'." Of course, there's still a lot of luck involved, but it looks like I'm lucky. ”

After Xiang Kun finished speaking, the people in the box were stunned and looked at each other, and Zhang Qian said with even more obvious disbelief: "Your statement is too unconvincing, isn't it?

Not only her, but Chang Bin and Zicheng didn't speak, but they obviously had the same attitude, and they didn't quite believe his slightly far-fetched explanation.

Xiang Kun still said with a calm expression: "Indeed, it will be difficult to understand just by hearing me say this. In this way, there is no basis for words, let's try it on the spot. Mr. Zhang and Mr. Yang, you can see that either of you can come, you can whisper a number to the person next to you, one to nine, and then I will guess. ”

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

With her voice, even Yang Zhuo, who was sitting on the other side of Yang Jie, couldn't hear it, let alone the other people in the box.

Of course, these others will not include Xiang Kun.

With his hearing, he can still penetrate Zhang Qian's hands, receive the vibration of sound waves, and even directly hear the vibration of Zhang Qian's vocal cords, and clearly know that she is saying "nine".

"Guess. After Zhang Qian and Yang Jie bit their ears, they sat down for a while, looked at Xiang Kun across the table and said.

"With your character, you shouldn't choose 'six' like classmate Yang, you are not the kind of person who 'follows the trend'. Xiang Kun did not directly say the correct answer, but "analyzed" in a soothing voice: "Compared with classmate Yang, your personality will be stronger." In your relationship with classmate Yang, you also regard yourself as a sister, so the number you choose should be larger than the one chosen by classmate Yang, and you can choose among the three numbers of seven, eight, and nine. Judging from your mobile phone number, if this mobile phone number is your own choice, then you should prefer the number 'nine', so I guess it should be nine. ”

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

"Did you really guess?" Chang Bin also confirmed to Yang Jie in surprise.

When Yang Jie nodded, Zhang Qian had already said, "Do it again." With that, he pulled Yang Jie up, and the two of them came to the corner of the box far away from Xiang Kun to talk.

This box is more than 30 square meters in size, and the space is naturally quite abundant.

It took 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 the number she told Yang Jie that was "one", but he still had to pretend to analyze: "Just like I just said, Mr. Zhang, your personality is very strong, so you should be very concerned about what I just said, and you also care about the relationship with classmate Yang, you will definitely not choose a number above 'six', but most likely choose a number below 'six'." Since it is already 'the opposite', then with your personality, you will simply do it to the extreme, and choose the simplest one, which you usually least can't choose. I wonder if I got it right this time?"

Zhang Qian's expression was complicated, her eyes changed, as if she was really recalling the psychology of choosing this number just now, and wondering if she was really the same as Xiang Kun said.

Yang Jie lifted her glasses and said in surprise: "Why do I have the feeling of playing a game and meeting a player?

She had just been locked and observed Xiang Kun when Zhang Qian pulled her to the corner to quietly determine the number, but she couldn't see anything unusual at all, it seemed that he really analyzed the correct answer based on that information.

"Did you guess right again?, yes, Atu! 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 might be that the A4 paper was greasy, or some other magic trick was used to know the numbers written by Yang Jie on the paper. But today, seeing Xiang Kun directly guessing the numbers selected by Zhang Qian twice on the spot, and also telling the analysis process, it really feels like watching a movie.

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

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

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

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

Compared with the bar before them, the environment of the restaurant is not much quieter, especially when Zhang Qian is writing, it is still outside the box, the door is closed, and under the influence of various noises next to it, Xiang Kun did not establish a "super sensory connection" paper to anchor 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 first finished writing a number, she tore off the piece of paper and threw it away, and wrote a new number.

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

Even if he can't directly open the "perspective hanging", Xiang Kun is still not panicked, and there are many methods and information that he can use to make judgments now, especially after the previous two number guessing games, he has further improved the cognitive model established by Zhang Qian. Of course, if it is to judge Zhang Qian's choice in other aspects, it may not be very accurate, but in the single item of "guessing the number game", Xiang Kun's grasp is not small when guessing according to real-time sensory information changes.

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

"That's right. Zhang Qian's expression remained unchanged and nodded.

"Are they Arabic numerals or Chinese numerals?"

"Guess. Zhang Qian continued to grimace.

But although the expression has not changed, the heartbeat, breathing, pupils, etc. are not without feedback information, and Xiang Kun has already made a judgment through this information: what she wrote is Chinese numbers.

"Could it be the same as Yang's classmate, writing 'six'?" Xiang Kun said.

"Who knows?" Zhang Qian's face was expressionless.

Xiang Kun can judge her emotions from her various body information feedback, which should be a little nervous and a little lucky. It is speculated from this that on the paper she just tore off after she first finished writing outside, it should be the same Chinese number "six" as Yang Jie last time.

Xiang Kun continued to "seriously" "analyze" the numbers that Zhang Qian might choose under the gaze of the other seven people in a box: "With Mr. Zhang's character, even if he wants to be surprised, he shouldn't choose six." So from one to five, seven to nine, which one will it be? Will it be a deliberate repetition of the one you chose before, or will it be 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 was a little impatient: "Why are you so verbose, hurry up and say the numbers I wrote." ”

"I don't use special functions and mind reading, doesn't there have to be a process of analysis?" Xiang Kun said with a smile: "Since Mr. Zhang's reactions to one to seven and nine are normal and frank, it seems that the word chosen should be eight." ”

Zhang Qian looked at him: "Are you sure?

Xiang Kun nodded and said, "Sure, it's 'eight', and it's eight in Chinese numbers." 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, the expression on her face was also uncontrollable, and she said to Xiang Kun in amazement, discouragement and helplessness: "How did you push it out?"

"Actually, it's not that mysterious, it's just a little bit of psychological knowledge plus luck, I have been talking to Mr. Zhang just now, just trying and observing. Although Mr. Zhang has been deliberately calming, but in the end he still showed his stuffing, of course, I also have an element of gambling, I dare not be 100% sure. As for how to analyze it, I won't talk nonsense, otherwise when you hear it, you will think that I am fooling people with metaphysics. Xiang Kun said with a smile.

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

"What an expert, I just read a few books, and a friend gave me a little bit of guidance. If you want to say that it is amazing, my friend is really powerful, but he has successively obtained a master's degree in psychiatry and mental hygiene, applied psychology, and a super scholar with an IQ of more than 140, that is a professional, I am still far behind, just playing tricks, relying on luck to pretend to be compared. Xiang Kun explained.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, everyone's attention was naturally attracted to the "real professional" in his mouth, and it didn't take long for his endless description to establish the image of a genius and master in psychiatry and psychology in the hearts of everyone.

By the time everyone left the Hunan restaurant and went to a café to meet Wang Han, everyone had basically accepted his explanation of "A4 paper magic", even Zhang Qian and Yang Jie, who had been thinking about it before.

In fact, he has used this routine several times before, such as when he explained to Yang Jie and his brother in the bar how to deduce the relationship between them and his brother, such as when he met Zhang Qian for the second time and explained to her how to deduce the constellation of her and Yang Jie when they met in the bar for the first time.

It's just that this time a few more steps have been added, first throwing out an explanation and a theory, no matter how unreliable it seems, and then using other ways to prove the explanation and theory, and when the proof is completed and convincing everyone, then throw out a person who is stronger than yourself to attract attention and explain the reason for the proof process.

Anyway, in tonight's box, except for him, no one knows Lao Xia. Even Chang Bin, at most, he may have heard about Lao Xia before, and he saw Lao Xia's video on Christmas Eve, but he didn't know anything else.

As for a little later, when everyone went to the café to meet, someone mentioned what happened in the box, Nana and Yang Zhen'er didn't see the process of guessing the numbers in the box with their own eyes, and they didn't think he was exaggerating - because what he said was basically the truth, Lao Xia did have those two degrees, and he was indeed a genius with an IQ of more than 140, and he did often ask 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 cognition and judgment of him, so that in the future, he can also show more "expertise" in this area.

More than half an hour later, Xiang Kun and the eight of them met with Wang Han's bridesmaid group and Yang Zhen'er in the café.

Thirteen people got together, and naturally introduced each other again.

The biggest and unforgettable question before has been answered by Xiang Kun in the restaurant, but Zhang Qian and Yang Jie's attention was not put on Xiang Kun anymore, but chatted with Wang Han and Tang Baoting very speculatively.

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

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Recommend the new work of the historical god in July "Han Que", super good-looking, it doesn't look good to cut me~!