After a pause of about a few seconds, Di Renjie spoke again, "If you go to the restaurant now, maybe you can collect some useful information, and you can also investigate what kind of relationship Zhou Jin has with the host Bingbing by the way." "

The judges and guests glanced at each other and nodded secretly.

In a place like a restaurant, a chance encounter is indeed not abrupt.

Moreover, the judges are responsible for scoring the contestants, even if they take the initiative to understand the changes in the minds of the contestants when they flee, this is a normal thing.

Just do what you say.

Jiang Jinse is also a vigorous and resolute doer.

She got up from her chair, her expression did not change, and she said calmly, "Then follow what Elder Di said." "

Di Renjie also stood up and handed over a miniature camera: "With this belt, we will be able to see the picture here at that time, maybe it will play some role." "

Jiang Jinse took it and put it on his body skillfully.

As a police flower, she is extremely familiar with the use of this kind of equipment.

meantime

After she brought the camcorder, the picture appeared on the big screen in the conference room.

After doing this, Jiang Jinse stopped and walked straight out of the conference room.

........

The other end.

"The Perfect Escape", in the restaurant.

Because it was already 12 o'clock in the morning, no one else came to dine, and in the huge restaurant, there were only two customers sitting on the window seats, one was Zhou Jin, and the other was naturally the host Bingbing.

The warm yellow and gentle light above their heads shone on the two of them, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

There was food on the table, but no one ate it.

Especially the host Bingbing, she is now struggling desperately in her heart, trying to find some suitable topics to communicate with Zhou Jin.

But after thinking about it, I don't know what to say at all, if I ignore the identities of the two, it's really like a pair of blind dates who met for the first time.

Zhou Jin behaved very naturally, whether it was from the perspective of the ugly man or his own character, he neither belonged to the road that he couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman, nor did he belong to the straight man of steel.

Although Bingbing is indeed very beautiful, compared to her beauty, Zhou Jin wants to see what she will look like when she paints clown makeup.

The corners of Zhou Jin's mouth rose slightly, and he asked with a smile, "Miss Bingbing, I want you to come out of me, not just to be stunned, right?"

A sudden sound sounded in the quiet restaurant, which startled Bingbing, who was constantly self-suggesting in her heart.

After coming back to her senses, she subconsciously looked at Zhou Jin, but soon saw the terrifying clown makeup again.

was frightened twice in a short period of time, which made Bingbing almost scream again.

Fortunately, she held back the fear in her heart at the critical moment, so she didn't show too much rudeness except for the ever-accelerating heartbeat.

"I felt I had to do something to lighten the mood between us. "

Zhou Jin picked up a fork from the table and handed it to Bingbing: "Come, hold this." "

"Huh?"

Bingbing didn't understand what he meant, but he still cooperated and held the spoon, and thought about what Zhou Jin was going to do.

However, after successfully transferring his mind to the spoon, Bingbing didn't feel it, his heartbeat was slowing down a little bit, and the fear in his heart was gradually disappearing.

If Bingbing's best friend of the psychologist was here, he would recognize it at a glance, and Zhou Jin was trying to divert Bingbing's attention, so as to achieve the effect of easing the atmosphere.

It's a simple solution, but it works wonders when used well.

Zhou Jin got up, stood about a meter away from the dining table, like a gentleman, and said with a smile, "Please hold the fork with both hands." "

Bingbing did as she was told, holding the cold spoon tightly in both hands.

Immediately after, Zhou Jin picked up the white tablecloth on the table, opened it without hurry, and shook it from side to side, indicating that this was a very normal tablecloth.

Want to do magic?

Bingbing saw Zhou Jin's intentions, but at the same time became more curious.

A dinner cloth, a fork that he is holding tightly, what tricks can Zhou Jin play.

Zhou Jin bowed slightly, covered the fork with a cloth, and spoke again: "In the next process, please look directly at my face that makes you afraid." "

Straight in the face .... His face?

This sentence once again evoked painful memories in Bingbing's heart, making her a little overwhelmed for a while.

Fear and curiosity, two emotions intertwined in her heart.

In the end, curiosity overcame fear, Bingbing bit her lip lightly, and looked up at Zhou Jin's face with scary clown makeup up closer.

Scared?

Of course I'm afraid.

It was precisely because of fear that Bingbing deliberately focused all her attention on Zhou Jin's eyes.

The advantage of this is that it can relieve some of the anxiety and tension in her heart.

And inexplicably, Bingbing felt Zhou Jin's eyes... It's bright, like it's hiding a lot of evil, but it's full of hope.

This is a very different feeling, which once made Bingbing a little difficult to extricate himself.

whereas

At this moment,

Zhou Jin, who was slightly bowed, gently pulled off the white cloth covering the fork, revealing a verified purple rose.

That's right

This is a magic trick, a magic trick that couldn't be simpler for Zhou Jin.

However, Bingbing was stunned, stared blankly at the magic in his hand, and subconsciously asked, "You.... How?"

It's really not that Bingbing hasn't seen the world, as a professional host for many years, she has seen many top magic masters, and she has performed with them many times.

But it is precisely because of the more contact that Bingbing also has a general understanding of magic, and the principle is also clear.

Tricks like this are usually done on sticks or knives and forks, which may have been folded and opened when the white cloth was covered.

But Zhou Jin became completely different,

You must know that the fork was always in her hand, and the cloth covered it was also the original one in the restaurant.

In this way, flowers can be conjured, and the difficulty is self-evident.

Among the magic masters Bingbing has seen, I'm afraid there are few people who can do it.

"It's just a daily job for the Joker. "

Zhou Jin sat down again, looked directly at Bingbing's beautiful eyes, and said meaningfully, "You are just too afraid of the fear that this face brings you, so you don't notice the many beautiful things in life." "

"Like, this delicate purple rose in your hand. "

Well?

After hearing these words, Bingbing couldn't help but frown.

She is not a fool, on the contrary, she is very smart, so she can hear that Zhou Jin is using flowers as a metaphor, and she can see that she is afraid.

This moment .... Bingbing's heart became extremely complicated.

She really can't see through Zhou Jin, and she doesn't know which state he is the real Zhou Jin.

Is that crazy bomb maniac?

Or the clown who was resourceful and strategic, and instigated Kudo to make crazy moves?

Or is it at an agricultural university, for the polite Dr. Joker?

Or is it now sitting in front of him, this humorous and funny, can see through people's hearts at a glance?

Is that the real him?

After staring at it for a long time, Bingbing finally couldn't suppress the impulse in her heart, and took the initiative to reveal her heart, "Zhou Jin... Oh no, Mr. Clown, you know people are going to be afraid of you, why do you do all that crazy thing?"

"It's not an interview today, you don't have to lie to me, I know that even with your wisdom as Dr. Joker, you can definitely think of a better way to face the test in the virtual escape pod, right?"

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