In a cafe outside the Yucheng Museum, Qin Ran met with the curator.
"Mr. 2567, hello."
"I'm Paul Nelson. Due to some things, I'm sorry to delay our meeting."
A well-dressed old man with gray hair combed meticulously stood in front of Qin Ran and extended his right hand very politely.
"it does not matter."
After Qin Ran shook hands with the other party, he invited the other party to sit down.
"Need something to drink?"
"Are we still following the interview we discussed earlier?"
"Or do you have any new ideas?"
Eckerd asked.
"White water is fine."
"Everything is going according to what we discussed before. It is already my fault to change the agreed time. If I change anything else, my guilt will make it difficult for me to sleep."
The old curator was joking.
Obviously, this kind of innocuous joke made the few people present get closer quickly, and the atmosphere that was slightly alienated and divided before was swept away.
"Waiter, here."
"A cup of warm water, a cup of clear tea, and a cup of pure coffee."
Aikede raised his hand to greet the waiter, and ordered drinks for the old curator, Qin Ran and himself.
After the drinks were served one by one, Eckerd gestured to the lights and cameras.
After the lighting engineer and cameraman arrived quickly, Eckerd looked at the old curator, and after the latter also said that there was no problem, Eckerd picked up the microphone.
That's right, Eckerd is once again a temporary guest host.
It's not that there are no suitable hosts in Yucheng TV.
In fact, with the increasing popularity of "Psychic", there are as many hosts who want to host this column as there are crucian carp in the river.
However, Eckerd will not give up the blocking column to others at will.
Simply put, among so many hosts, there is no 'one of our own'.
It's okay to get it wrong once.
Eckerd will not do it a second time.
Similarly, in order to play the role of a good host temporarily, Eckerd also studied very hard.
At least, the speech is not so stuttering.
"Guys, I'm Eckerd, and today our column team invited Mr. Paul Nelson, the curator of the Yucheng Museum..."
After an obviously formulaic beginning, the two sides quickly cut to the 'Xsman's bottle' through conversation.
Then, Nelson, the old curator, will introduce the legendary history of 'The Bottle of Coxman' to the audience.
During this period, Eckerd would ask some questions from time to time.
Of course, these questions were selected in advance, which would not embarrass the old curator, and were enough to satisfy the curiosity of the audience.
Under such a premise, the atmosphere is naturally good.
However, from the beginning to the end, Qin Ran didn't open his mouth to speak. He was leaning on the sofa in black, with one hand resting on the armrest of the sofa and the other supporting his cheek. From the very beginning, the camera never left Qin Ran.
This was specially taken care of by Eckerd.
He and the old curator are the foils, and the real protagonist is Qin Ran.
Therefore, the lighting and the angle of the cameraman are based on Qin Ran.
Because of this, Qin Ran, who seemed to be sitting on the sofa casually, seemed to have merged into the darkness under the backlight, but his face was clearly visible. The whole person looked mysterious, but not disgusting.
After recording for about twenty minutes, Eckerd looked at Paul Nelson, who was clearly depressed, and raised his hand to signal for a break.
This time the show is not live, but recorded.
To put it simply, it is a program that has been edited and broadcast, and there are no mandatory requirements in some aspects.
"Do you need a break?"
Eddie asked with concern.
The other party is old enough to become one's own grandfather, and should be respected and cared for.
"Sorry, the ruthlessness of the years has made me a little overwhelmed."
The old curator said with a wry smile.
"Okay, let's rest for half an hour."
Due to the advance of the shooting time, the whole shooting process has become extremely abundant. Eckerd himself is not a guy who is harsh on himself, how to arrange the time reasonably according to the natural way.
"To rest for a while?"
"This is more suitable for me."
Facing Eckerd's invitation, Qin Ran shook his head and just closed his eyes.
Eckerd shrugged.
For his collaborator, Eckerd is really satisfied, except when the other party sometimes reveals the characteristics of a completely ascetic monk.
If it hadn't been confirmed that Qin Ran didn't have any beliefs, Eckerd would almost have believed that Qin Ran was a devout believer.
And now
Grumpy guy is the only comment.
Ignoring the sound of Eckerd's leaving footsteps, Qin Ran, who seemed to close his eyes, felt a little doubt in his heart.
The closed eyes were opened a little, and Kieran could clearly see that Paul Nelson, who was sitting across from him, was also resting with his eyes closed.
But the opponent's eyelids are moving, because the eyeballs are moving.
Obviously, the other party was thinking rather than resting.
Similarly, just now, Kieran didn't notice that Pol Nelson was tired, he was just pretending to be out of spirits.
"Why did you do that?"
Qin Ran thought silently.
Then, the thin man and the masters with malicious eyes appeared in his mind involuntarily.
Could it be...
A bolder guess appeared in Qin Ran's mind.
"Curator Nelson, may I ask you a question?"
Qin Ran suddenly spoke.
"what is the problem?"
"Also, just call me Pol."
"Of course, if it's your rules that make you call me by my last name, then follow your rules. This is my first time dealing with a psychic, so I don't know what to do."
The old curator opened his eyes and smiled at Qin Ran.
"Bohr, a psychic is just like a normal person."
"Except for some special talents, there is nothing worth caring about."
Qin Ran said in a relaxed tone, but with his hand on the sofa, he gestured towards Eckerd without a trace.
When Qin Ran took the initiative to speak, Eckerd, who walked aside to relax, was attracted. After seeing Qin Ran's gesture, Eckerd immediately rejected the hint from the good-looking waiter to continue the chat. After that, he walked to the side and quietly made a phone call, and signaled for the lights and cameras to start working.
The make-up artist on the side even more closely cooperated to pick up the notepad, quickly wrote down a sentence, and showed it to Pol Nelson—
'Don't worry, it's just for the easter eggs later in the show. '
'You can answer whatever you want. '
…
After seeing the text on the notepad, Paul Nelson, who was a little surprised at first, immediately returned to normal.
"If psychics aren't worth caring about, then nothing is worth caring about."
"2567 You don't know how famous you are now, many people around me are talking about you."
"If you let me change with you, I will definitely not hesitate."
Paul Nelson still said in a joking tone.
"Yeah?"
"But if it were me, I would definitely not choose this way."
"Because, that would make you see things that you don't even want to see."
"Darkness surrounds you like air."
"While making you suffocate and despair, it is still mocking you."
"They become them."
"Enthusiasm turned to coldness."
"It's as if..."
"'Xman's Bottle'!"
Qin Ran took a deep breath, turned his head slowly, and looked through the window at the museum, which gradually became deserted in the setting sun.
He seemed to be staring at something.
All eyes were drawn to it.
People followed Qin Ran's line of sight to look in one direction.
But there is nothing but a museum.
But Qin Ran was too focused, as if he was really observing something. With that focused expression, the people around gradually felt that Qin Ran really saw something that they couldn't see.
After all, this person is a 'psychic'.
Then…
The hoarse, deep voice came.
"You, do you believe in bad luck?"
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