Crazy Psychologist

There are a lot of foods in the refrigerator, and most of them have different shapes. The structures mostly appear in front of Ning Tao in the form of squares, triangles, or circles. No matter which shape they are, they all have one characteristic in common, that is, they are smooth and clean. Neat flat surface.

The sandwich has a triangular surface, the rice ball has a circular surface, and the Yakult has a cylindrical surface.

Every food has its own shiny side, and in Ning Tao's view, as long as it is a shiny plane with geometric figures, he seems to regard it as black and gray.

So Muchun broke the food into pieces. Although it seemed to be a very abnormal behavior, it produced an amazing effect. Ning Tao identified the broken into small pieces, pitted sandwiches and broken vegetables. In addition to the vivid colors, they are lettuce moistened by the spring rain, which is greener and fresher than the vegetables in the cheap sandwiches usually sold in convenience stores. The tomatoes are also red all over, as bright as gems.

Such crushed food has the illusion of preparing food for kittens. How can a normal person break a sandwich into thumb-sized pieces and eat it? But Ning Tao felt that his appetite was much better now, and his stomach was growling. He hadn't eaten anything since last night. If he didn't eat now, he wouldn't have the energy to go to the court.

Things like holding court require not only physical strength, but also mental strength. If a person does not have the support of food, the sugar in the body will not be enough to provide energy to run the entire body. Even Ning Tao, who has rich experience in the industry, may not be able to handle it perfectly.

So we still have to eat, even though this meal doesn’t look like it’s for people. Lin Tao looked at Muchun sheepishly and said, "Look... wouldn't it be a little embarrassing?"

Muchun shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully: "As long as you are not embarrassed, then it is not embarrassing."

There is some truth in what he said, although his attitude is not that of a doctor, but more like that of a lawyer.

He took out a paper towel on the table. To him, the paper towel looked like a black, soft cement sheet with a little gray stripes. He wanted to put down the paper towel, but he felt that eating these sandwiches with his hands would be even more ugly, and he really couldn't do it. At this time, Muchun said again: "It doesn't matter, just wash your hands, and then eat with your hands, and then wash your hands after eating. You can't be a mysophobic person. Things like paper towels are in your hands." In the eyes, I'm afraid it's no different from a thin piece of cement, and no one wants to ruin fresh food with something made of cement."

"It's really good what you said, so I'll do what you said." After Ning Tao finished eating, Mu Chun asked if he wanted some more Coke? Even if Coke looks black and white, it will make people happy to some extent.

hapiness? That's right. Coke is known as the happy water for fat people. It is definitely well-deserved. The only thing that can compare with it is a cup of American coffee with ice cubes. Unfortunately, Ning Tao doesn't want to drink a cup of cement-colored coffee no matter what. , even if I clearly know in my mind what the food should look like, but when my eyes see that they have turned black and gray, I can't make my body's instinctive resistance return to the level that a normal person should have when seeing food. In other words, the reaction that a normal person should have when seeing food that has changed color should be disgusting, unwilling to accept it, disliked, or even disgusted.

"Coke is a good thing, you might as well try it." Mu Chun opened the refrigerator again and took out a can of iced Coca-Cola. He also took out a few ice cubes from the freezer, picked up a glass and opened it with a click. Cola. I saw brown bubbling liquid slowly flowing into the transparent glass from a high place, while Mu Chun's eyes were fixed on Lin Tao's eyes.

From those eyes, Muchun got some clues.

"I guess the flowing Coke is the color that Coke should be in your eyes."

Lin Tao hesitated for a moment and replied: "You are right, but how do you know?"

"Would you believe me if I said I guessed it?"

Ning Tao laughed coldly, as if he was laughing at himself, but also as if he didn't care about what Mu Chun said.

Yes, he really didn't care whether the doctor inferred out of professional ability that when he saw the coke flowing into the cup, his eyes could see the color of the coke; or whether the doctor really did what he said, just simply Relying on guesswork.

This kind of question is like throwing a coin into the air. No matter what the situation is, it is either heads or tails. Choose one of the two.

This kind of question is not difficult to guess. In comparison, the methods taught by primary school teachers are more complicated, such as choosing C when encountering a multiple-choice question that you don't know how to do.

It's really interesting. Ning Tao feels that this place has a strange atmosphere, which makes people think about things that they wouldn't normally think about, or it makes people think about common situations in a way of thinking that is rarely used, such as unexpectedly. Someone lifted the Coke to a height of more than one meter and poured it all into the glass accurately without leaking a drop.

Lin Tao thinks it should be quite interesting. The corners of his eyes crinkled slightly, trying to see more clearly. That's right, it's the color of Coke. At this moment, it seems really pleasing to the eye.

Muchun handed the Coke to Ning Tao and invited him to drink it as soon as possible. Lin Tao readily accepted it and drank it, although he knew that the entire cup and the Coke poured into the glass had long lost the color of Coke. What he was really drinking was a glass of cold cement.

"So can you still see the color of Coke when you drink it?" Muchun asked.

Lin Tao smiled and suddenly thought that he should also imitate the way the doctor spoke just now. So he smiled and said, "Otherwise, the doctor can also guess. Do you think I saw Coke or something other than Coke?"

Mu Chun looked like he was willing to accept Ning Tao's challenge. He lay on the chair with his hands behind his head and showed the expression that he usually wore most often on his face. It was ordinary and showed no disturbance at all. Then, as if he had gone through some intense deliberation, he looked slowly and said, "I guess what you drank was cement."

"Sure enough, you would say that. It seems that I have to believe that you already have some ideas about this problem that happened to me. Can I believe you?" Ning Tao's expression suddenly became serious, as if he was asking for advice. It's like the kind of questions a lawyer would ask, full of traps and confusion.

"So far, I do have some direction. Your inability to maintain color recognition may not be related to cone damage."

Lin Tao naturally did not understand what Mu Chun meant, but he had a rough idea. He knew that the doctor did not tear open the sandwich on purpose, nor did he like to raise his hand high to pour Coke. He had his own ideas and was conducting experiments. Although the method It’s elusive.