Russia, Moscow, 1:30 pm local time.
Moscow TV station, in a small studio.
On the stage, a group of staff members were busy setting up the stage. Marat stood under the stage, observing the situation above from all sides and making fine adjustments——
In the middle of the stage, there are three black "walls". The three walls are in different positions and just block the center of the stage.
In fact, this is also the routine of every pre-selection in "Battle of Psychics" - guess what is on the stage through the wall!
If you guess the important information, you will be able to pass; if you guess wrong, you will have to leave and go home.
Marat observed for a while. Not long after, a staff member from the program team came over quickly and asked: "Marat, is it okay here? All the contestants are waiting outside, waiting to enter. Already..."
"OK! It'll be ready soon!"
Marat nodded and looked carefully again. The staff next to him couldn't help but asked: "Marat, what are you going to put on the stage this time? A mouse? Or a specimen?"
"Well... keep it secret for now!"
Marat smiled, then raised his hand and looked at his watch and said: "Okay, it's almost time. You can invite the witches, mediums, psychics, and shamans outside to come in. I will finish today The 'protagonist' please come on stage - guys, please pull up the curtain!"
"Okay, Marat!"
The staff on the stage responded and pressed the button to raise the curtain. Marat quickly walked to the backstage of the stage, walked into a lounge, and apologized to the people inside: "I'm sorry, Mr. Kyogoku. ,Sorry for the waitting……"
"No, I actually didn't wait long." Kyogoku scratched his head and smiled, then asked curiously, "I'm sorry, when will we start?"
"Now, Mr. Kyogoku, please come with me."
As Marat spoke, he led Kyogoku Makoto from the entrance passage onto the stage. He set up a stool and motioned for Kyogoku Makoto to sit on it.
Kyogoku looked at the three black walls behind him, nodded and said, "Next, can I just sit here?"
"That's right!" Marat nodded, "You need to sit here for an hour, and you must not make any sound, do you understand?"
"Ok, I see!"
Kyogoku responded, then took out his phone, laughed dryly and said, "What...can I send a text message first?"
"Of course! But after that, you have to leave your phone to us for safekeeping."
"No problem!" Kyogoku smiled and nodded. After thinking for a while, he sent a text message to Sonoko: "Sonoko, for your kindness, I will try my best to do this job well!"
…
Japan, Tokyo, 7:30 pm.
In Mihua Town, in front of Keqin's Spiritual Exterminator's Office, Shu Yunwen looked at the pile of things almost half a person's height next to him, and asked with a black line on his forehead: "I said... Yuanzi, this is the 'little thing' you said '?"
After Shu Yunwen finished speaking, Yuanzi said "uh", laughed awkwardly twice and then said: "I originally wanted to bring less, but when I packed it up, I packed up so much without knowing it..."
"Uh... you are really..."
Shu Yunwen was speechless, and Tsukamoto Sumi next to him quickly helped: "Okay, okay, Yunwen-kun, it's just that the luggage is suspicious, don't be angry!"
After Tsukamoto finished speaking, Yuanzi bent down again and said, "Master Yunwen, I'm begging you! This is all about my full feelings for Ah Zhen..."
"Okay, okay! I get it."
Shu Yunwen reluctantly agreed, and Yuanzi cheered and said, "Sir Yunwen, I will move my luggage to your office right now!"
"Well, let me come too!"
Tsukamoto Sumi smiled slightly, and Shu Yunwen stepped forward helplessly. Just as he was about to move his luggage, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it, with a smile on his face: "Wow! It's A Zhen's text message: Yuanzi, for your kindness, I will try my best to do this job... Strange Yeah, what does this mean, Ah Zhen?”
Shu Yunwen and Tsukamoto Sumei heard this and curiously came over to take a look. Then Tsukamoto Sumimei asked: "What do you mean 'for your kindness'? Did you introduce his work to Sonoko?"
"Of course not! I'm in Japan, how can I find a job for him in Russia?"
Yuanzi frowned, and Shu Yunwen said casually: "Does Kyogoku really mean that he was touched by your kindness to him, so he will work very hard?"
Shu Yunwen's words were a bit ambiguous. Yuanzi said "Ah" and his face turned red for a rare moment: "Well... I don't know either! Speaking of which, I don't know what kind of work Ah Zhen does in Russia..."
"Well, maybe it's about moving bricks?" Shu Yunwen said casually, while Yuanzi said "uh" and said with a black line on his forehead: "Please, Mr. Yunwen, why does Ah Zhen want to move bricks? Can't he?" Is he teaching karate? That’s what he’s good at, and he makes more money..."
After Yuanzi finished speaking, Shu Yunwen thought about it carefully and said in a deep voice: "...I think with his physical strength and strength, he can earn more by moving bricks!"
Yuanzi: "..."
MMP! Are you allowed to speak properly?
…
Russia, Moscow, two o'clock in the afternoon local time.
In the small studio of Moscow TV Station, all the contestants of "Battle of Psychics" were already sitting in their seats.
Near the front row, Kimijima Kana and Endo Shingo sat together, chatting "barabara".
Off the stage, Marat looked at the contestants, smiled slightly, walked onto the stage in small steps, then smiled and clapped his hands and said: "Contestants, please keep quiet! Next, we will start the "Battle of Psychics" 》The auditions are about to begin. Since everyone has come to compete, you must know the rules of the auditions, but in order to avoid anyone not knowing and violating the rules, I will say it again here..."
As Marat spoke, the curtain of the stage slowly opened, revealing three black "walls." Marat continued: "We have things behind here, which may be dead or alive. The object may be a bullet or an ant, and your task is to rely on your ability to tell what the 'thing' behind it is, or you can name some characteristics..."
"...Also, each of you can step on the stage at any time and stand here to sense it at close range. But please don't go to the side and peek, otherwise you will be eliminated directly!"
"The time limit is one hour."
Marat raised his hand and looked at his watch: "...Now, the timer starts!"
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