Love apartment under one person

Chapter 10 Clash of Words, Collision of Xueba and Cheaters
The little girl felt her scalp go numb, she never expected such a development.

She frowned and retorted: "Impossible, I know about mental illness in general, and I don't have the corresponding clinical symptoms of mental illness."

Zhuge Dali never thought that she would be suspected of having a mental illness before Meng Lang said that she had a mental illness, and she did not believe that she would have a mental illness at all. If she hadn't known something about Meng Lang's special occupation, she would have doubted it Meng Lang was a liar.

In fact, even meng lang himself didn't believe this.

He was just talking nonsense just now, the purpose was to scare the little girl and make him retreat.

At this moment, meng lang snickered slightly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show anything on his face.

I saw him stepping up and walking slowly in front of Zhuge Dali, lowering his head slightly and looking at the little girl's eyes, activated the skill "Fear", and at the same time said with an extremely serious expression: "Yes, but don't be afraid, Listen to me slowly..."

When Zhuge Dali heard the words "Don't be afraid", she seemed to see a red light flashing in Meng Lang's eyes that were staring closely at her.

Immediately afterwards, she had a feeling that she had been seen through, and she felt cold all over.

Zhuge Dali felt that his soul was desperately admonishing himself that what the other party said was right, and if he didn't listen to the other party's "advice", terrible things would happen.

Swallowing, Zhuge Dali said calmly, "Meng Menglang, tell me first, what's wrong with me?"

'Girl, your voice is trembling. Seeing the outstanding effect of the fear skill, meng lang was secretly delighted.

However, he was also afraid of accidentally making things self-defeating. Although Thriller Party Fiddlesticks' fear skills didn't have any real lethality, even if it was a prank, he couldn't play it too far, so he blinked gently , began to comfort the little girl.

"You don't need to worry too much. The matter is not serious. I'll tell you the truth. My original clerical job in our company was psychological profiling analysis. I got your information yesterday. I made a copy for you and found a little problem in it."

Meng Lang took a sip of water, and then said, "Dali, do you want to hear the part of this psychological profiling report that I think is problematic?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Dali closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked directly at Meng Lang's pupils: "I don't have the habit of avoiding, please start."

Meng Lang pretended to look at Zhuge Dali with the eyes of cherishing animals, and said playfully, "First of all, in order to let you realize that you have problems, let's do a small test first."

As he spoke, he pulled Zhuge Dali's arm through his clothes, and brought her to the small sofa beside him, motioning her to sit down.

Then he came to stand in front of the little girl, bent down to meet her eyes condescendingly.

Zhuge Dali still stared closely at Meng Lang's eyes, only to see Meng Lang took a deep breath first, and then spoke unhurriedly.

"In a one-on-one environment, it's impolite for me to stand here and look down at you from a high position. You must know that in social situations, height often gives people a hint of their status..." Meng Lang looked at Zhuge Dali with a bit of a look in his eyes. Playful.

"Dali, my behavior is obviously a bit impolite, but I guess you don't have any ill-feeling towards me now, and you even feel a little comfortable because of my looking down, am I right?"

The Tsundere Denial that Meng Lang was expecting did not happen.

Zhuge vigorously avoided his gaze and straightened his face to look straight ahead, but he didn't mean to avoid his question, he opened his vermilion lips and said a word slowly: "Yes."

'Silly girl, you have had a blast of fear in the claustrophobic space, you are probably still in palpitations now.Let alone a human being, if a live mouse appears now, you will feel that it has a pretty face! '

Seeing Zhuge Dali trying to pretend to be calm, Meng Lang laughed from the bottom of his heart as he looked at Zhuge's little eyes that were already panicking.

'For you to slander me as a scumbag yesterday, retribution! '

Being able to use the simple suspension bridge effect to bluff a top student of this level, the Sa family is worth it in this life!

Seeing the panic hidden under the calm appearance of the little girl, Meng Lang didn't hold on to her and made further teasing.

After all, it's hateful to be angry with others, and it's a bad thing to moles a little girl.

The big devil must have grace, it is impossible to be obscene.

Meng Lang put his fingers together as if knocking on the door, taking advantage of the opportunity when the little girl was in a panic and didn't dare to look at him, he tapped her on the head lightly, then raised his hands to his ears in a gesture of surrender, and quickly moved before the little girl could react. Back off to show that he wasn't trying to take advantage of her.

Immediately afterwards, under Zhuge Dali's gaze, he moved a chair from the side and sat opposite the little girl.

Then, without waiting for her to ask, Meng Lang said first, "Because I knocked you on the head so hard, are you wondering why instead of being angry, I feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction?"

Zhuge Dali raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, his eyes finally lost his calm when he looked at Meng Lang, and asked eagerly, "Why?"

"Because this is also a kind of communication, an equal communication." Meng Lang spread his hands, raised his eyebrows and asked a digression, "Student Zhuge, you should know about savant syndrome, right?"

Zhuge Dali immediately nodded and said, "Of course I know! Savant-Syndrome refers to people who have cognitive impairments, but have superhuman abilities in a certain aspect."

"About 10% of autistic patients are also patients with savant syndrome. They are often better than ordinary people in some special tests, and they are called idiot geniuses."

"Excellent, this kind of unorthodox knowledge is so rare, he is indeed a well-known SSR-level academic master!" Meng Lang clapped his hands and praised Zhuge Dali for his profound knowledge.

"Meng Lang! You know that's not what I want to hear! Tell me quickly, what's my problem!" Zhuge Dali had already started to go crazy, and at this moment the girl finally completely lost her disguise called "calmness".

Meng Lang waved his hands as if surrendering: "Okay, since you have already lost the protective shell of Gao Leng, then I don't need to whet your appetite any more."

"But to remind you, you should also feel a little bit. You have a little sign of savant syndrome, but it's not serious. Of course, your main problem is not this."

"As for me, I don't want to play tricks like a charlatan and pretend I know everything. Now let me tell you about my profiling process, and you'll understand when your thoughts flow." Meng Lang compromised road.

"Say it!" Zhuge Dali gave Meng Lang a small look angrily.

"First, you agreed to go on a blind date today, which means that at least you feel that your own orientation is the opposite sex, so your aesthetics will undoubtedly tend to conform to the public's aesthetics. Do you admit this?" Meng Lang said with a serious look.

Zhuge vigorously nodded slightly.

"Okay, although you usually don't mean to show off much, but judging from your dress and tone of voice, I judge that at least from your point of view, you consider yourself a beautiful woman, right?"

"Is there any problem?" Zhuge Dali was thoughtful.

"It's a big problem. With your intelligence and eyesight, you don't know the size of your eyes, and you shouldn't be so confused that you think your figure of A is in line with the mainstream aesthetics of men today."

Meng Lang ignored the little girl's angry eyes, and said with eloquence, "But even so, you still think you fit into the category of 'beauty', so the first key piece of information I deduce is - you are not a perfectionist!"

"Very clear logical thinking, continue."

"Once you get the first accurate conclusion, you can compare it with the existing conditions."

"Then comes the second point—since you're not a perfectionist, the rumors about you circulating on campus are worth paying attention to."

"Last night I checked on the campus forum of Jiaotong University. It is rumored that you are not only obsessed with learning all kinds of knowledge, but also spend time and effort on internships and research. You must know that with your IQ, it is impossible to think that you will never Take these occupations that you practiced."

"And even if you are willing to spend time studying out of thirst for knowledge, you can't explain why you wasted time researching. After all, you are not a perfectionist, and your desire to collect should not be strong."

After the old god Meng Lang threw out this long-winded speech on the ground, he picked up the water cup next to him and took a sip of water to moisten his throat. He didn't notice the complicated eyes that Zhuge Dali looked at him when he raised his head to drink the water.

"So, to sum up your second conclusion, I got two more clues - you are deliberately wasting your time, and your purpose of learning all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge is not pure."

"So you think the purpose of my internship is not to learn, but to deliberately waste time?"

'I think it's a ghost, everyone has this kind of quirk, and nerds are not perfectionists, and they don't waste time collecting figurines. Who stipulates that if you are not a perfectionist, you can't have a collection habit? '

Although he complained in his heart, Meng Lang pretended to nod his head firmly.

"Then why should I deliberately waste time?" The little girl had already begun to doubt whether she knew herself or not.

"Originally, I just had an immature guess, but just when I hit you on the head, I have already confirmed that my guess is correct..."

　How fake?How true?who knows

　　
　
(End of this chapter)