Chapter 579 Memories
Horror script is not scary!
Sounds like it's about to hit the street.
Little girl: "Your script will never sell!"
Jiang Yang was not convinced: "Why!"
Little girl: "Don't become a genius!"
"this-"
Jiang Yang admits that this is a reason, but the background of the script is foreign, and Jiang Yang has no plans to change it, so it is not a big problem. However, for the sake of the little girl's sympathy with him, he stopped arguing with the little girl.
He's not going to continue with the script.
but.
The little girl's curiosity was aroused.
She asked Jiang Yang to talk about it again, "It's a pity that no one has heard of your script before."
"Um-"
Jiang Yang thought: "Okay."
He thought about it, and felt that this was a warm story, not scary at all, and it would be okay to tell it.
He continued to talk: "The doctor didn't believe in the ghosts that children saw at first... He gradually believed in them. He thought that those ghosts might come to ask the children for help. The children listened to him and helped a child who was killed by his stepmother expose the truth. ...Gradually, the child is no longer afraid of ghosts, and walks out of solitude. As for the male lead, guess what?"
Little girl: "Is he living happily with his wife?"
Jiang Yang shook his head: "The psychiatrist suddenly discovered that he was a ghost."
"ah!"
The little girl was quite surprised.
Jiang Yang is very satisfied with the little girl's expression, that kind of unexpected surprise and surprise, and the sudden sense of reason, which makes people feel a sense of accomplishment.
at this time-
The door opened.
The little girl regained her cuteness in an instant, and the speed of this change made Jiang Yang a little distressed.
His empathy is past experience.
He has survived now, because he has a wife who knows what he wants. As long as he feels a little bit insecure, show her hospitality, and please her, Li Qingning will immediately let him drink the bath water—
Phew!
Didn't drink!
It's just a discussion of the coefficient of friction between water and the surface of the skin.
but.
Because I have experienced it, even if I can recall it now with a smile, I still have lingering fears.
"gone."
The little girl's father greets the little girl.
They went out together.
Before going out, the little girl looked at Jiang Yang, a little bit reluctant, and then she slowed down a little, and asked her mother behind her to push her, "Hurry up."
Jiang Yang turned around.
Zhuang Qi: "What did you talk to the little girl about?"
He asked Jiang Yang to give him a lollipop too.
"Well, I told a ghost story."
Jiang Yang threw him a lollipop, "This is the only one, I don't have much in stock."
"Beast!"
Zhuang Qi unwrapped the candy wrapper and put the lollipop in his mouth, "What should I do if I scare the children by telling such a messy story? I'll provide psychological counseling? Those who don't know think we are profiteers!"
He thought for a while, "Actually, this is pretty good!"
Anyway, it wasn't him who was beaten.
"Not scary!"
Jiang Yang followed Zhuang Qi to his office, and told the story in a few words along the way.
"Ho!"
Zhuang Qi was startled: "This script is fine!"
As a doctor of psychology, he thinks this script is very powerful: ghosts are not scary, what is scary is that people we trust don't trust us; similarly, in this world, adults and children have their own difficulties, and the only thing that can be done It is to save each other and reconcile with life, which is exactly what the psychiatrist is doing.
Jiang Yang: "Who said it was a mess just now?"
Zhuang Qi: "Ghost knows."
Ghost knows that Jiang Yang wrote a ghost story, but it was not scary at all, it was very warm, and he even brought a psychiatrist.
It is unexpected to kill Zhuang Qi.
"This inspiration must have come from me."
Zhuang Qi asked Jiang Yang to treat him.
Jiang Yang: "You didn't get beaten!"
The former doctor in this clinic, Zhuang Qi's friend, was the one who suffered.
certainly.
Zhuang Qi: "You don't know him! I'm the only psychologist you know."
When he asked Jiang Yang to shoot, he remembered to type a line at the beginning of the film: "I would like to dedicate this film to the psychiatrist Zhuang Qi!"
"I can think about it."
Jiang Yang sat on the chair in the psychological consultation room, quite comfortable, "What happened to the patient just now?"
"not talking."
Zhuang Qi sat down, all physical examinations were normal, and there was no intellectual disability or other problems. "Language phobia, if it is not treated now, it will also be accompanied by symptoms such as autonomic nervous dysfunction."
but-
The parents obviously didn't trust him, and planned to look elsewhere.
"correct."
Zhuang Qi told Jiang Yang that the youngest daughter is the biological daughter of the couple, and the mother is the stepmother of the eldest daughter.
"Um?"
Jiang Yang suddenly thought of the ghost that the little girl killed by her stepmother turned into in his script. She asked her stepmother to prescribe medicine, and then gradually became seriously ill and died. Later, her stepmother also prescribe medicine to her younger sister.
The ghost of the little girl haunts the little hero all the time in order to save her sister.
Jiang Yang didn't think that in reality, there would be a stepmother prescribing drugs.
But he really felt that the well-behaved elder sister in the family of four was quite pitiful, so he casually told Zhuang Qiyi.
Zhuang Qi thinks it might have something to do with this mother.
"I didn't notice just now, she has a somewhat accusatory personality."
This kind of personality is used to being critical, negative energy, avoiding responsibility, and blaming mistakes on external factors.
If this kind of person is serious, the verbal abuse will make the people around him depressed and unable to see their own value, dare not do wrong things, dare not speak, and can only protect themselves with obedience and meekness.
Their youngest daughter may be influenced by the family for not speaking.
"Hey, my hand is raw, I didn't think about it."
Zhuang Qi blamed himself.
He called the front desk and asked her to contact their family according to the information left by the counselor, and he would provide them with free psychological counseling services.
Zhuang Qi: "I'll chat with them alone later."
He looked at his watch, "However, it's almost time for dinner."
Jiang Yang played with his sleeves and looked at the watch: "It's true."
Zhuang Qi: "Stop showing off your watch, okay? You can't even measure your heart rate, so you have the nerve to weigh your watch."
Jiang Yang: "Then let's change it."
Zhuang Qi: "I'm reluctant—"
Jiang Yang: "Dream!"
He stood up, "I'm leaving."
Zhuang Qi: "You don't collect materials anymore?"
"I already thought about it when I told the little girl."
Jiang Yang waved his hand, strange to say, after he stumbled and told the story to his elder sister in a family of four, and then to Zhuang Qishun, he recalled almost the same now, at least the story line was straightened out.
Follow the story line and dig out the details.
"correct."
Jiang Yang turned back and put down two lollipops, "For those two children."
I don’t know if it’s related to the super memory, Jiang Yang’s memories of some things in his childhood are particularly profound, and the feeling of being in a dilemma and not knowing what to do comes to his heart in an instant, with mixed feelings.
This should be a gift for comrades in arms.
Jiang Yang left.
The family had just driven out of a street, and rushed over after receiving the call.
Zhuang Qi went outside to meet them, and handed two lollipops to the two little girls.
The elder sister glanced at her mother, took the candy, handed it to the younger sister, and took another one herself.
My sister ate, but my sister still held it in her hand.
Zhuang Qi asked them to stay outside with their father, and Zhuang Qi chatted with his mother.
Then, Zhuang Qi chatted with his father again.
at last-
He sent Dad out, "You can take a look when you go back, and if you have anything to ask, you can consult me on the chat software—"
Before his father could speak, Zhuang Qi said, "Don't worry, it's free."
He glanced at the two girls, "You have already paid."
He vaguely saw his name typed in the title.
Dad doesn't understand the meaning of Zhuang Qi's words.
but.
The clinic simply does not charge money!
They have nothing to say.
The only worry may be Zhuang Qitu.
There is one more
(end of this chapter)