"Which one?" Even though Ronan had made many preparations, he was still a little confused by this sudden title.
Zhang Yingying's eyes were like sharp blades, cutting back and forth on Ronan's face, but at this moment, Ronan's reaction was the most realistic, and in the end she got nothing.
At this time, Ronan recovered from the momentary confusion, and his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Psychic!"
Uh, I seem to have spilled the beans...
Zhang Yingying laughed: "Okay, I accept this offer."
She took the page and used it to block Ronan's view. But as a result, her eyes couldn't help but linger on the paper. Every time she looked at it, her curiosity would make a "meow" sound, or she would scratch and scratch, which was really annoying!
Two seconds later, Zhang Yingying couldn't help it anymore, put the sketch aside and asked directly:
"Why do you draw like this?"
“What is a psychic?”
Their gazes, questions, and curiosity collided in the void, and the situation was tragic. But no one was willing to give in first, and they stared at each other in a stalemate.
Because Ronan was sitting and there was a big height difference between him and Zhang Yingying, he tried to stand up. Unexpectedly, as soon as his butt was two centimeters away from the chair, Zhang Yingying slapped him on the shoulder without mercy.
This girl was so strong that it felt like a heavy barbell was pressing down on Ronan's shoulders. His whole body was pushed back hard, and even the metal chair creaked.
Zhang Yingying leaned forward, almost face to face with Ronan, her posture looked extremely intimate, but she believed that Ronan would definitely feel the pressure she exerted:
"Come on, tell me, why are you painting it like this? I don't remember it... huh?"
Zhang Yingying paused suddenly. After all, she is a very smart person. She was just shocked by the sudden change. Now after buffering, her brain has begun to operate efficiently, and her eyes narrowed dangerously:
"Are you testing me?"
Zhang Yingying suddenly woke up: that sketch was basically a trap set by Ronan to test her reaction. It was obvious that Ronan had begun to doubt the purpose of her actions before writing.
Of course, suspicion is suspicion. Ronan was able to use his abilities so skillfully and openly, and in turn set a trap for her... What a surprise!
Ronan sat on the chair and did not avoid Zhang Yingying's beautiful face, which was already close at hand. His eyes connected with her, and his mood calmed down: "You were the one who investigated me first and adjusted my monitoring. Also, you said that I 'didn't choose dark blue' , is it because you think I will be jealous because Quantum Company continues to produce results based on the 'format theory'? Then, you must have investigated my family situation, and at least know about my grandfather."
Zhang Yingying rolled her eyes: "Has anyone ever told you that if you remember too many details when you are young, you will be small when you grow up...Chickens will really become smaller!"
After talking nonsense, Zhang Yingying admitted that she was a little angry, so she decided to throw her face away to the Pacific Ocean: "If you are very concerned about the investigation... we will continue. Well, student Ronan, don't you talk about application ability?" What do you think?"
Ronan remained calm: "I don't know what the name of the ability is, what its nature is, and what level it is at. How can I have any experience?"
Zhang Yingying was slightly suffocated, realizing that it was meaningless to vent her anger on the stubborn "dark hero". There was no compromise option in the latter's mind.
Humph, he always shows off his cards and goes to extremes. No matter how much he pretends to be mature, he is still a little kid!
After a few words of slander, Zhang Yingying finally took a step back: "I didn't expect you to have such a lack of knowledge, so I pity you... In fact, if you search online, you will find that the so-called psychics are people who can have close contact with ghosts, ghosts and the like. , this group of people can sense and communicate with 'intangible things' that normal people cannot touch. Other than that, there is nothing remarkable. Are you satisfied?"
Of course Ronan was not satisfied. If it was really "no big deal", why are you making such a fuss
"It's your turn." Zhang Yingying refused to suffer any loss and asked her question again, "Why did you add a light strip to my portrait?"
"Feeling." Ronan also had reservations. He patted his notebook and said, "When faced with interesting material, I always have a special feeling, so I draw it and strengthen it appropriately... Maybe this is psychic ability? Well, is there a ghost in you?”
"You're the one with the devil!"
Having said that, Zhang Yingying was quite satisfied with Ronan's answer. As far as she knows, most of the psychics in the world do use various media and ritual methods to strengthen the originally vague feelings, and finally achieve the effect of "invisible communication".
Like Ronan, he can express that feeling vividly with just one stroke of paper. Whether it is efficiency or practicality, it is already very powerful. To describe him as "extremely gifted" is not an exaggeration.
You know, now is the outbreak period of "dark side creatures". After thinking about the application prospects of this ability, Zhang Yingying felt excited: "How long has it been since you awakened your ability? Are there any paintings like this?" "
Ronan looked at her strangely: "Is it my turn to ask now?"
“…”
"Then let me ask, are there many 'ability users' like you, Lawyer Zhang? Do you communicate with each other? How do you usually exercise and practice? How are the levels of abilities divided? My ability is among you. At what stage? If..."
"Click!" Zhang Yingying crossed her hands and decisively called a timeout.
Next, she stood a little further away, looked at Ronan up and down carefully, and realized something: "You really don't understand anything... But you are very interested in the circle I am in." ?”
Ronan said without hesitation: "Yes, very interested."
Zhang Yingying blinked: "Even if I am in an evil organization, or simply the Institute of Supernatural Power, the kind that specializes in slice research... the same thing?"
"Is it an organization?" Ronan grasped the key point keenly and responded without hesitation, "You are already paying attention to me, aren't you? If you find that I have the so-called 'psychic' ability, will you also absorb it? Recruitment? Kidnapping and imprisonment?”
"Haha, narcissist... Well, even if this is the case, shouldn't it be for sale under normal circumstances? What's going on with this look of eagerness to apply for a job?"
Ronan thought for a while and responded: "Between outstanding students and young employees, I choose the latter."
Just like he would rather choose to be a handyman in the Occult Research Club who could conduct experiments independently, rather than go to the Chemistry Club and be a gifted student for a year.
He needs pressure and opportunity. After all, he doesn't have much money left; Grandpa's time... is running out.
That circle, that circle that might be full of people with abilities, he would crash into even if he bumped into it!
Moreover, it is the fastest way.
Ronan stood up and faced Zhang Yingying. Under her stunned expression, he bowed solemnly: "So, please give Lawyer Zhang serious consideration and give me a chance to join the company."