Zhao Siqing looked at the number in his hand, number eight.

Until the patient draws the number, no one knows how many will be on stage.

Zhao Siqing waited patiently.

However, to her surprise, the difference between this year's interview and previous years is that JH actually adopted the method of live webcasting.

At this moment, a large group of netizens are squatting in front of computers and mobile phones because of the gambling contract between Zhao Siqing and Lin Yutong, and they are paying attention to this retest.

Before the retest started, the barrage had already been brushed non-stop.

[, Lin Yutong's figure is too exciting... Is this going to stage a uniform temptation? 】

[I still prefer Zhao Siqing... Qingqing looks so good in a sack. 】

[I know the skirt that Zhao Siqing is wearing, the new spring and summer style of the C family, also known as the skirt of death......]

[Why is Zhao Siqing's sack so immortal? ] Sure enough, he is capricious! 】

[Kiss, here you can buy Zhao Siqing's same fairy skirt......]

[I advise everyone not to try it easily without Zhao Siqing's face and figure, otherwise it will definitely make you doubt your life. 】

At this moment, Zhao Siqing was paying attention to the first patient to come to the stage, and he didn't know that the focus of netizens had been on his skirt.

JH's interviews are relatively relaxed, and most psychologists do not dress particularly formal and rigorous, so as not to cause psychological pressure on patients.

So she picked a cotton and linen off-white dress, the style is simple and the texture is comfortable, it will not look too immature, and it will not be too mature, but she didn't expect it to be on the hot search.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, eight interviewers had already taken the stage one after another.

The atmosphere in the audience gradually relaxed, and netizens stayed in front of computers and mobile phones, and began to play jokes on their own.

Soon, the ninth patient, led by Lin Yutong, walked to the stage.

A man in his mid-forties, dressed in casual clothes, looked a little cramped.

"The ninth patient is Wang Guofu from Tongxiang, so let's ask him to draw the number." Lin Yutong stood aside and spoke.

Zhao Siqing looked at the middle-aged man on the stage and frowned slightly.

The man's gaze was a little glazed, and although he was neatly dressed, he looked a little confused.

However, this kind of confusion did not have too much tension, but was on guard.

Zhao Siqing looked at the man carefully, and always felt that he was a little weird beyond words.

"Eighth, Zhao Siqing." Lin Yutong took the number plate in the man's hand and looked at the audience with a smile.

Meeting her gaze, Zhao Siqing slowly got up and walked onto the stage.

Everyone couldn't help but look at her, waiting to see her performance.

After Zhao Siqing came to the stage, Lin Yutong smiled at her, and then said softly: "Mr. Wang lost his beloved son five years ago, and then divorced his wife, and has been in a slump since then, I hope that through your treatment, he can cheer up and regain hope." ”

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound and sat opposite the man.

She first looked at Wang Guofu in front of her, and he smiled at her, looking gentle and shy.

Zhao Siqing said softly: "I don't know what your son's name is?" ”

The man opposite was stunned for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke: "His name is Wang Shuai......"

"Do you remember what kind of person he was?"

"He's so cute...... It's good to learn... He also had a girlfriend, but his girlfriend was a vixen! Wang Guofu leaned forward a little, held the water cup in front of him tightly with both hands, and spoke to Zhao Siqing as if he was saying something secret.