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In a cafe outside the Yucheng Museum, Qin Ran met the curator.
"Hello, Mr. 2567."
"I'm Poul Nelson. Due to some things, I'm sorry to have postponed our meeting."
A well-dressed old man with meticulously combed gray hair stood in front of Qin Ran and extended his right hand very politely.
"it does not matter."
After Qin Ran shook hands with the other party, he invited the other party to sit down.
"Need something to drink?"
"Should we proceed with the interview as discussed before?"
"Or do you have any new ideas?"
Eckerd asked.
"Just plain water is fine."
"Everything is in accordance with what we discussed before. It is already my fault to change the agreed time. If I change anything else, my guilt will make it difficult for me to sleep."
The old curator was joking.
¡°Obviously, this harmless joke quickly brought the people present closer to each other, and the previously slightly estranged and alienated atmosphere was swept away.
"Waiter, here."
"A cup of warm water, a cup of tea and a cup of pure coffee."
Ickerd raised his hand to greet the waiter and ordered drinks for the old curator, Qin Ran and himself.
After the drinks were served one by one, Eckerd gestured to the lights and camera.
After the lighting engineer and cameraman quickly arrived, Ickerd looked at the old curator. After the latter also said that there was no problem, Ickerd picked up the microphone.
Yes, Eckerd once again made a temporary guest appearance as host.
It¡¯s not that Yucheng TV station doesn¡¯t have suitable hosts.
In fact, with the increasing popularity of "Psychic", there are almost as many hosts who want to host this column as there are crucian carp crossing the river.
¡°However, Ickerd will not give up the blocked column to others at will.
To put it simply, among so many hosts, there is no one of their own.
It¡¯s okay to make some mistakes once.
Ickerd will not do it a second time.
Similarly, in order to temporarily play the role of host, Ickerd also studied hard.
?????????????????????????? At least, I don¡¯t speak so stuttering anymore.
¡°Big guy, I¡¯m Eckerd, and today our column team invited Mr. Poul Nelson, the director of the Yucheng Museum¡±
After an obviously formulaic beginning, the two parties quickly moved on to the ¡®Xman Bottle¡¯ through conversation.
Then, Nelson, the old curator, introduced the legendary history of the ¡®Xman Bottle¡¯ to the audience.
During this period, Aikede would ask some questions from time to time.
Of course, these questions were chosen in advance, so they would not embarrass the old curator and be enough to satisfy the audience¡¯s curiosity.
Under such a premise, the atmosphere is naturally good.
However, from beginning to end, Qin Ran did not speak. He was dressed in black and leaned on the sofa. He put one hand on the armrest of the sofa and supported his cheek with the other. He seemed to be an outside observer and listener. However, From the beginning, the camera never left Qin Ran.
This was specially taken care of by Eckerd.
He and the old curator are both foils, the real protagonist is Qin Ran.
Therefore, the lighting and cameraman¡¯s angles are all based on Kieran.
Because of this, Kieran, who seemed to be sitting casually on the sofa, seemed to have merged into the darkness under the backlight, but his face was still visible. The whole person looked mysterious, but not disgusting.
After recording for about twenty minutes, Eckerd looked at Paul Nelson, who was obviously in low spirits, and raised his hand to signal for a break.
This program is not live broadcast, but recorded.
To put it simply, it is a program that has been edited and broadcast, and there are no mandatory requirements in some aspects.
"Do you need a break?"
Eckerd asked with concern.
The other person is old enough to become his grandfather and should be respected and cared for.
"I'm sorry, the ruthlessness of time has made me a little overwhelmed."
The old curator said with a wry smile.
"Okay, let's take a break for half an hour."
Because the shooting time was advanced, the entire shooting process became extremely abundant. Ickerd himself is not a guy who criticizes himself harshly. How should the natural way be combined?Manage your time.
"Go and rest for a while?"
"This is more suitable for me."
Facing Eckerd¡¯s invitation, Qin Ran shook his head and just closed his eyes.
Eckerd shrugged.
For his collaborator, Eckerd is really satisfied, except when the other party sometimes shows the characteristics of a complete ascetic monk.
If it weren¡¯t for the fact that Kieran had no faith, Ickerd would almost have thought that Kieran was a devout believer.
And now?
The only way to describe him is as a weird guy.
Ignoring the sound of Eckerd's leaving footsteps, Qin Ran seemed to have closed his eyes, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
The closed eyes opened a crack, and Kieran could clearly see Paul Nelson sitting opposite, also closing his eyes to rest.
But the opponent¡¯s eyelids are moving, driven by the rotation of the eyeballs.
It is obvious that the other party is thinking rather than resting.
Similarly, just now, Kieran didn't notice that Paul Nelson was tired, he was just pretending to be out of energy.
"Why do you do this?"
Qin Ran thought silently.
Then, the thin man and the owners with malicious eyes appeared in his mind involuntarily.
Could it be that
A more bold guess appeared in Qin Ran's mind.
"Director Nelson, can I ask you a question?"
Qin Ran suddenly spoke.
"what is the problem?"
"Also, just call me Bol."
"Of course, if it's your rules that ask you to call me by my last name, then follow your rules. This is my first time dealing with a psychic, so I don't know what to do."
The old curator opened his eyes and smiled at Qin Ran.
"Boll, psychics are almost the same as normal people."
"Except for some special talents, there is nothing worth paying attention to."
Qin Ran said in a relaxed tone, but his hand on the sofa made a subtle gesture towards Ickerd.
When Kieran took the initiative to speak, Eckerd, who was relaxing on the side, was caught. When he saw Kieran's gesture, Eckerd immediately rejected the good-looking waiter's suggestion to continue chatting. Finally, he walked to the side and quietly made a phone call, and signaled the lighting and camera to start working.
The makeup artist on the side picked up the note pad in close cooperation and quickly wrote down a sentence, indicating to show it to Paul Nelson¡ª¡ª
¡®Don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s just for the easter eggs later in the show. ¡¯
¡®You can answer whatever you want. ¡¯
¡¡
After seeing the words on the note pad, Paul Nelson, who was still slightly surprised, immediately returned to normal.
¡°If psychics aren¡¯t worth caring about, then there¡¯s nothing worth caring about.¡±
¡°2567, you don¡¯t know how famous you are now. Many people around me are talking about you.¡±
"If you and I were to switch, I would not hesitate."
Paul Nelson still said in a joking tone.
"Yeah?"
"But if it were me, I would never choose this way."
¡°Because, that will make you see some things you don¡¯t want to see at all.¡±
"Darkness surrounds you like air."
"While making you suffocated and despairing, it is also constantly mocking you."
¡°They become them.¡±
¡°Passion turned to coldness.¡±
"It's like"
"'Xman's Bottle'!"
Qin Ran took a deep breath, slowly turned his head, and looked through the window at the museum, which was gradually becoming deserted in the sunset.
He seemed to be staring at something.
Everyone¡¯s eyes were drawn towards it.
People followed Qin Ran¡¯s line of sight and looked in one direction.
But apart from the museum, there is nothing.
But Qin Ran was too focused, so focused that it was as if he was really observing something. With that focused expression, people around him gradually began to think that Qin Ran really saw something they couldn't see.
After all, this person is a ¡®psychic¡¯.
Then¡¡
That hoarse, deep voice came.
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