Feng Mang

On the next day, Wang Zhongding was on a business trip again. This time, he was invited to the Leadership Summit and a series of related social activities. It took at least a week to calculate.

The scourge of Han Dong was also assigned by Feng Jun to a new agent, Ji Tao.

"I hope that when President Wang returns, he can see an artist who fully meets the aesthetic requirements of the company.

The time is short and the task is arduous. You have to worry about it these days.

Feng Jun said patting Ji Tao's shoulder.

Ji Tao nodded, "I understand.

"Especially those crooked and superstitious ideas in his mind must be completely eradicated!" This is the most unbearable of President Wang. If you ca n’t change everything else, you will be spared! Ji Tao's eyes were firm. "As long as I stay in my hand for a day, there is no possibility that he will pretend to be a ghost."

"" I'm relieved you say so.

Seeing Ji Tao, Han Dong was like seeing the "Chinese version" of Wang Zhongding.

The so-called "Chinese version" means that Wang Zhongding has the same character as Wang Zhongding except that he does not have the foreign spirit.

On the first day of training, Ji Tao invited a professor who has been engaged in the publicity work of “exposing superstitions and promoting science” for many years, often giving lectures everywhere, and in the form of personal expressions, many people with ignorance suddenly realized.

"I ask you, young man, what do you think of superstition?" Han Dong said without thinking, "We must abandon superstition.

"Professor is a bit confused, isn't this person okay? The questioning eyes turned to Ji Tao, Ji Tao's chin beckoned him to continue, Han Dong's words could not be believed decisively.

The professor turned his eyes back to Han Dong's face. "Since you are not superstitious, why are you still keen on fortune telling?" "Is the two contradictions? How do you know that fortune telling is superstitious?" The professor said: "Fortune telling has no scientific basis, What is not superstition? "" Who says fortune-telling has no basis? Fortune-telling is a professional who analyzes a person's life fortune based on his birthday and eight characters, and infers its good and bad prediction methods.

Listen, professionals, not scammers.

It is analysis and prediction, not conclusions.

The saying that 'fortune telling is superstition' is itself a kind of superstition. Don't confuse people here? Ji Tao's face changed, but out of respect for the professor, he didn't interrupt.

"I'm superstitious? I'm foolish?" The professor almost gasped.

Han Dongyi took a natural look, "Yes, that's you! What is superstition? Superstition refers to people's blind trust and worship of things.

How did superstition come about? It is because compared with the huge unknown space, people's cognitive ability is limited, and when they can't solve the problem, they will produce unfounded guesses and inferences.

Then I ask you, do you know what is wealth, government, and seal? Do you know Bazi Numerology? Have you read "Body Rhythm of the Human Body", "Zhou Yishang's Theory", "Geographic Dialectics"? If you do n’t understand anything, you think that fortune telling is superstition. Is n’t this a kind of superstition? Did I say you were foolish and confused? The professor made Han Dongzhen speechless.

Ji Tao called the professor outside, while calming his emotions, and said, "This man talks ridiculously, ridiculously. You can't say that, but he puts the truth directly!" A few minutes later, two The extras walked into the classroom.

One wore a robe, wore a black hat, walked and shook his head, and said something in his mouth: "Scientific fortune-telling, get rid of the disease and evil; predict the good fortune, meet the evil ..." The other stooped, staggered, playing a disease An old lady ridden.

Han Dong took a small cigarette and looked at them cheerfully.

Old lady: Daxian, can you tell fortunes and avoid disasters? Daxianer: Sincerity is spiritual! Just figure it out! If it is accurate, give an incense; if it is not accurate, do not take a penny.

Old lady: I ​​have often had a dull chest and nausea and dizziness.

Daxianer: (Expression is dignified) You are entangled with snake spirits, if you do n’t get rid of it, your life will not be guaranteed! Old lady: (horrified) Daxian, help me! Daxianer: (close your eyes and read) The red snake is really abominable, and there are many things that make monsters behave strangely! Wait for me to lower the snake essence. Where can I hide it? (Drawing a blank piece of paper from his pocket) Good, there is nothing on it.

"Wait a while!" Han Dong interrupted suddenly, walked straight to the two of them, took the white paper in Daxian's hand, "OK, I help you!" A spit of water sprayed up and told Daxian, "The snake has come out. Use more colorless powder phthalate next time. Look at this snake's tail is broken.

"Daxianer and the old woman looked at each other, do you still want to play this show? Han Dong reluctantly groaned." Hundreds of years ago, and the face moved up? " Who are your screenwriters? Call him over! If you want to preach, make some children love it! After speaking, Han Dong picked up a red flower from a pot plant next to it, took another glass bottle, removed the cap, and covered the bottle with the red flower. After a while, the red flower turned white. .

"This ..." Daxian knelt. "What can I do?" The professor on the side showed disdain. "There are chemicals in the bottle, of course, they will fade.

Isn't the scientific principle still used for a long time? Han Dong walked in front of him and asked with a smile: "Professor, did you let the fishbone get his throat?" The professor's face changed. "How do you know?" "" Did you use many methods and failed to get the fishbone off? " The professor admitted, "I plan to ask the doctor to remove it with tweezers.

Han Dong didn't continue to ask, but took the water bottle out of the professor's bag and brought it to the professor to take a sip. "See if I can swallow it with water?" "I drank several bottles of water and it didn't work.

Han Dong said, "I just let you try it.

"The professor tried it again, and the result was the same, he couldn't swallow it at all.

Han Dong took the bottle of water and poured it into a clean water cup with two chopsticks staggered on it.

The left-handed three-finger character stands holding the cup, the right-handed sword points to the water cup, and says something in his mouth.

Then pass it to the professor, "This time you drink again.

"Cut ... Does that work for farts? The professor took the cup coldly.

As soon as I took a sip, my eyes changed.

"How?" Han Dong asked.

Although the professor didn't want to admit it, the answer was written on his face. "What hands and feet did you move?" The professor looked suspicious.

Han Dong spread his hand. "This water is the one you just drank, and the cup is now taken. What can I do?" "This ..." The professor was speechless.

Ji Tao was still unacceptable, and even suspected that Professor Han Donghe had greeted him in advance.

In order to dismantle Han Dong's trick, Ji Tao personally brought water cups and chopsticks, as well as clean water without any additives.

I did n’t bother anyone, I swallowed a fishbone stiffly, and pierced it deeply, using a lot of methods to no avail. Several onlookers persuaded Ji Tao to go to the hospital.

Ji Tao turned his eyes to Han Dong, and was full of deterrence. Take it, if you have the ability, you can take it out now! Han Dong deliberately asked everyone to check his hand, make sure that there were no corrosive things hidden, then calmly took the water cup and chopsticks, and walked through the procedure just now.

"Please drink!" Han Dong personally reached Ji Tao's mouth.

Ji Tao took the cup expressionlessly and took a drool.

"How?" Everyone asked.

Ji Tao was shocked for a moment, his eyes were a little distorted.

There was an uproar.

A person suddenly mentioned: "A friend of mine went on a tour the year before and saw a similar performance at a minority scenic spot. It's called osteogenesis.

It was said to be able to swallow glass scum and staples, I thought it was a lie! "" It's just a lie.

Han Dong's face was black. "Glass scum ... forget it."

"As soon as the words fell, the quiet classroom was full of people.

"Master, when can I make a fortune?" "Master, without telling you, I always feel that there is a haunt around me.

"" Master, a fortune teller said that I had a disaster this year, and you can help me see it again.

"..." The professor could not bear it, forcing Han Dong out of the crowd, and dragging it to a hidden corner outside, his eyebrows were instantly stained with a smile, "I see that your kid is a cultural person.

Han Dong laughed. "Okay, let's exchange when we have time."

"Two days later, in the same classroom, Han Dongxi dressed up and walked handsomely on the podium.

"Today we are talking about ghost presses. Most people are not really ghost presses, because ghost presses have many associated symptoms.

In addition, ‘sucking yang’ is nonsense, what good is that thing to a ghost… ”