Psychological Control

"Let's go! One two one, one two one ..." With the instructor instructing our posture, Dillon and I straightened up at the same time, raised their chins, took a stiff step like an office doll, and started The first challenge of this roadblock mission.

You should know that although Dillon is a veteran, walking in training is never an action in pursuit of beauty. I don't have much advantage over me when I put on this British Queen's guard uniform that is the same as Halloween costumes and get out of the same way as Little Poplar.

Walked from the starting point to the sentry box, then stepped in place, Li Zheng salute and hand over. This part has been very simple so far, our cooperation has not been wrong, and it is very easy to keep up with Dillon's rhythm. But as soon as the slinging part was about to end, the other four teams appeared late at the entrance of Castle Square.

Unlike those leisure tourists who hold the camera and press the shutter, and even the video for us, they rushed in and grabbed my attention. That is a little distraction at this moment, my slinging shot was obviously slower than the skillful and concise Dillon's half shot.

The next second that sounded in my ear was the instructor who directed us one by two, an angry roar. He bet on his chief that we could make a one-off bet, and he lost. The first challenge failed and you need to go back and practice again and again. The challenge behind us is to remember James and Sid who are also slow.

Virtually, we suddenly lost the 15-minute advantage we should have. I carried the beautifully decorated □□ with a bayonet, and walked down to Dillon with some sullenness. "Sorry, I didn't keep up."

"No need to apologize." Dillon did not feel anything at all, and his attention was no longer on this task. "You are more suitable than me in this military uniform. Sure enough, camouflage and iron helmets are suitable for me. Except for wearing my formal clothes on the day of veteran, I haven't worn them a few times in my years of service. "

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"Sexy !!!" In the screams of a group of girls who were watching the tourists, James and Sid completed all the actions with a single glance. The chief of the guard complained that their movements were still a little soft, but in the reply that was barely acceptable, there was still a mood to go forward and took a lot of photos with the girls.

"This is our ins account. Remember to tell your friends to follow us. He and I are models, by the way! There is Brian who has participated in the National Supermodel Contest, and Stanford has learned Brian!" When Sid reluctantly held the black bear fur hat and shook his head to pull him to change clothes, James did not forget to mention my name after helping himself with the promotion.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! I said why it looks so familiar! The bear hat blocked most of his face, but I feel so handsome! That pale skin and red curls ..." Then The girls' roar became more frightening, and even shocked Zoe and Joseph who were still practicing on the other side.

"Hurry up, they are going to challenge again. Take some more pictures this time, right next to Brian is the boyfriend Dillon he knew on the survivor, right?" Another girl shouted to her friend, "This A trip to Windsor Castle is worth it! Hahaha! "

Finally, James, who likes chaos, was walked by Sidla to change his clothes, while tearing the next clue card obtained by successfully completing the task. Dillon and I are ready to start the second challenge again.

This time I can no longer get distracted by other things. The previous mistakes waste our 15 minutes of lead time. And besides Zoe and Joseph who are also ready to challenge, there are four other teams who have just changed their clothes and started training. Tevez and Willa are even more jealous of our position.

"Going forward! One two one, one two one ..."

Walked to the sentry box, walked on the spot and stepped on two beats, and then stood straight and threw the gun. I did not deliberately match Dillon's speed this time, but based on the rhythm of the previous Dillon, I summed up a rhythm law myself. I no longer distracted myself but simply followed that beat to make one set in advance in my mind. .

"Yes, you guys can do it!" Finally the guard officer standing upright in the middle of the square as a reviewer gave a positive answer and handed out the next clue card. "It would be better if you did not accompany the girls screaming when watching a one-way band concert during your job change."

In the end, the serious officer also completed his British grimace achievement, and uttered a British ironic joke that made black hats no longer sultry.

In the sound of the girls screaming and asking for a photo, I could only take Dillon to rush to them and make a look of regret and anxiety, refusing a few sounds. Then, Dillon turned and returned to the locker room to change his red uniform and black bear hat.

"Take the train to the town where the famous University of Oxford is located." After opening the clue card and reading the first sentence, after changing clothes, Dillon and I rushed out of Windsor Castle with their bags on their backs and headed to the railway station where they left before Dash. As I ran, I read out every detail on the clue card at a volume that ensured Dillon could hear.

"This time the detour mission is divided into water and road. For water missions, you will cross the Thames tributary, castlemillstream before entering the city. There you will see guide signs and follow the signs to find a few boats parked. Place of mission. One person will take a boat around the moat and finally get the next clue card under the final stone bridge after the lap. "

"On the road, head to St. Mary's University Chapel in the town and find a bike marked with speeding ahead in front of the church. Double bike, follow the signs along the way to Modling College. There you will get the next clue Card. Pay attention to the turn before, the team that arrives early has the right to the team that arrived after the turn. "

Finally, turn around! I looked at Dillon and tacitly accelerated our pace. We trot all the way to the train station, and luckily bought a train ticket that departed ten minutes later. It just happened to catch up with James and Sid who completed the challenge before us. But this time, Zoe and Joseph did not catch up.

"Speaking of, Brian. Except for the reality show, what do you want to do after you graduate from Stanford?" Although James sighed and complained to Sid after seeing us catch up with them. But after starting, he saw that we were the only one in the group, and he started talking again.

Dillon heard this question and looked at me with great interest and said, "You have never mentioned this question with me. Do you intend to use the prize money from the survivors to continue your studies or to work?" Or what kind of work do you like? Young people like to talk about their dreams, but you never seem to mention them. "

I was at a loss for a moment, and for the first time I realized the feeling of being dumb asked. Future work, dream? I became an orphan in my last life, and finally worked hard to repay the loan and go to college, and came out to become a psychologist. Because in the eyes of everyone, doctors are always more respectable than ordinary work.

After being at least 34 years old, I will not be laughed at by an Asian orphan who danced when I was young. When I was old, I could n’t move and started doing some physical work. Then he lived in the third world of the United States all his life, surrounded by gang wood ring fights, mouth and poison shellfish.

But after all these bizarre killings and rebirths, and after things I have never experienced in my life, do my career ideals still become an ordinary mixed-day counselor? I have always just followed the schedule that I had hurriedly set in the mental hospital before, but I never thought about what I could do after the plan was completed.

I'm rich enough now. The survivor's bonus has made me buy the old house that I shared with Dexter, and even paid off all the tuition loans. There is still a lot of surplus. My popularity also proved to be expected when James told the group of female tourists about my name.

I even have many part-time jobs. In addition to the reality show, I also regularly get a lot of commissions on the tubing channel, and magazine model shots from time to time. Finishing my studies while working part-time, enjoying analyzing the psychology of people around and controlling their happiness, and getting involved in bizarre cases from time to time.

I never thought about what I would do in the end. Or, life goals?

Everything I have done so far follows this plan. Even the seemingly sudden appearance of Dillon has been written by me in the plan to find a partner. But the plan is just a step-by-step process, and there is never a unified final goal. It's as if a small boat drifted along with the waves in the vast expanse of sea, but it didn't have its own destination.

"Brian?" James's cries of doubt roused my thoughts.

"Nothing ... by the way, do you choose water or road for the detour task?" I subconsciously turned away from the topic and did not answer this question. But I noticed Dillon's gaze and fell on me very seriously. Even though James and Sid's attention has been successfully diverted by me.

Dillon's accidental involvement, including even the involvement of me and Dexter, gave him a better understanding of me than I could have expected before. It is basically impossible to flicker this man.

But I really don't want to show weakness to him and say, sorry, I don't even know what I will do in the future. Wouldn't that seem too useless?

"You don't have to rush to conclusions. In fact, you are only in your twenties. It is better to do everything you can try and finally choose a job that you are interested in and can do for a long time." Dillon arrived at the train station James and Sidfly generally whispered to me after they got out of the car.

"I know you can't settle down and open a firearm shop by the side streets of Miami like me. Sitting in the same place every day and watching bored guests. Choose a way you won't regret." 2k Read novel