Gossip King

Professor Zhang's office is a bit smaller than Gao Leng thought.

Fifteen square meters, that's it.

A bookcase, a table with a computer on it, a desktop, a chair, nothing special. If it is anything special, it is that chair. The office chairs that are usually equipped are mostly swivel chairs. Even if the high popularity is so high in Xingsheng, swivel chairs are quite comfortable boss chairs.

But the chair in Professor Zhang's room is very, very big. No, the "big" is no longer a description, I can only say: luxurious.

This is a reclining and sitting massage chair, all leather, the logo on it is in English, or an imported massage chair. Such a massage chair costs at least 50,000 to 60,000. It can be said that Gao Leng has seen a lot of bosses' offices. After Wang Cong's birthday dinner, there were so many interviews with bosses, many of which were done in the office.

I have never seen such a luxurious chair as Professor Zhang. Even if there is, it is not a massage chair.

At this time, Professor Zhang was lying on this luxurious massage chair and gently closed his eyes, took off the thick-lens glasses, and quickly opened his eyes when Gao Leng came in, and pointed his finger at the one opposite the office. An ordinary chair: "Sit."

As he said, he pressed a button and the massage chair changed from lying down to sitting. It was fully automatic and no noise. It turned out to be a good product.

"Yeah..." Professor Zhang took up his glasses and put them on. He saw that his eye sockets were a little bit congested, showing severe lack of sleep. He took the simple information on the table and turned over, then raised his eyes and looked carefully. After looking at Gao Leng: "Mr. Yun, are you Yundan's real brother?"

The surname of the simple information is Yun, so Gao Leng is naturally also surnamed. Gao Leng nodded affirmatively.

"That's weird..." Professor Zhang frowned, took out a small book from his pocket and looked at it again, and asked: "Excuse me, do you have relatives in the orphanage, or in Has anything ever happened in the orphanage that impressed her?"

Sure enough, when he mentioned the orphanage, Gao Leng thought, his head tilted slightly to the side, and he shook his head a few seconds later: "There is an orphanage not far from the house, but nothing major has happened."

"Oh..." Professor Zhang answered vaguely, picked up the pen and scribbled on the notebook for a while, then handed the notebook to Gao Leng: "There are two questions I asked, look at her. Answer."

Gao Leng took it over and took a look. Two questions, the first, the most desired thing, the simple answer is: the most yearning, a father can run and ride a horse behind my back.

The second question is the most regrettable thing. The simple answer is: no mom and dad, no running behind my back, no riding a horse, I really want my dad to ride a horse on my back, and a mother to feed me dinner.

And below these two lines, there is a line that says: I don't want to go to the orphanage.

The heart that looked high and cold, sadness flooded up like a tide. He didn’t know enough about Jian Xiaodan. Apart from work, he and Jian Xiaodan never had any communication beyond work. They only knew that she was an orphan and had a brother whom he recognized in the orphanage. Knows nothing about his life.

Even though Gao Leng's predecessor was sad, but he was brought up by his father Fan Nianggen, somehow someone loved him. The thing that Jian Xiaodan yearns most is the most common in ordinary people. And she actually used "most yearning" and "most regrettable".

The grief and sympathy for Xiao Shan quickly overwhelmed Gao Leng. He only felt panicked in his heart, which seemed to be breathless, but the grief came quickly and passed quickly. At this time, it is not the time for emotion.

Gao Leng calmed down immediately and looked up at Professor Zhang with a puzzled look: "Strange, my parents passed away a few years ago. She is the youngest child and loves her very much, let alone feeding or carrying her. She wants the moon, and we picked it up for her. It is estimated that she loved her too much to make it into the field today."

Professor Zhang listened, his face became more and more strange, he muttered: "There is a probability of mistakes during treatment." So he picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.

Next, Professor Zhang asked Gao Leng a lot of details in detail, and Gao Leng had already memorized the information written in a simple and simple way, and the answers were flowing naturally, some of which were not written up, and the content that Professor Zhang asked, he just The nonsense started, even though it was nonsense, it didn't leak.

About twenty minutes later, Professor Zhang put down the pen, turned around and stood up, putting the book on the shelf. As soon as he stood up, Gao Leng saw the key hanging on his waist, and remembered in his mind that when someone needed an electric shock, Professor Zhang took the key from his waist and handed it to the nurse. The nurse ran to open the door and then Return the key to him, and then hang it back to his waist.

It can be seen that this key is inseparable from him, even if the door needs to be opened, the nurse will return it immediately.

It is not easy to steal.

After putting down the notebook, Professor Zhang took out a brand-new notebook and handed it to Gao Leng: "This is a diary. The diary should be written in this notebook every day for the first month of treatment. After waiting for a month, if the treatment has When the effect is achieved, I will write a diary on the computer."

"Diary?" Gao Leng took the book, and the two brothers interviewed before also mentioned this diary. They only said that everyone should talk about their privacy on stage and write it down, otherwise they will be electrocuted. It seems, It should be this diary.

"Yes, the diary. It is to write about the children's real things that they have deviated, such as...Look at classmate Haohao, she has recovered, this is part of the diary she wrote during the Internet Addiction Institution Center." As Professor Zhang said, he pulled out a notebook from the folder on the desk. It can be seen that this notebook is often seen by his family members, and it is kept within his reach.

"This...is it convenient for me to read other people's diaries?" Gao Leng asked.

"Convenient, there is no privacy here." Professor Zhang obviously disagrees with the privacy of the diary, and smiled a little smugly.

How can there be no privacy? Presumably this diary was edited a long time ago to fool the patient’s family. It says something to thank the parents. Let’s re-behave like a spiritual chicken soup in the future, Gao Leng thought, turning over a page at will, just read a few lines , He was directly frightened.

The content of the diary was completely different from what he thought.

It reads: I want to play again tonight. This time I am playing wheel warfare. I will call the same table to sleep with me at seven, the netizen who looks like a Korean star at eight, and the tattooed boyfriend named girlfriend at nine. …I have to go out with my boyfriend for a meal at ten o’clock, and then send him back after another mouthful. Every time it’s less than ten minutes, he said he’s not a premature ejaculation. If the doctor said more than five minutes, it doesn’t count. Premature ejaculation, Nima, premature **** is not early. It’s for users, okay? ! The doctor is probably too early. vent! Rest for an hour at 11, after all, tired. Call Huang Mao over at 12 o'clock, who should call at 1 o'clock?

Gao Leng's eyes stared out, and he quickly turned to the first page of his notebook, which read: Haohao, female, fifteen years old, dropping out.

A 17-year-old girl, actually playing this kind of wheel war? ! If you change a boyfriend in an hour, you still open the room! In ancient times, there was a flower picker, is she picking grass? Take it.

"Is this too exaggerated?" Gao Leng was in disbelief. After muttering a word, he turned the page, and saw it read: I like the game of Jade Demon very much. In this game, a husband gave me a lot of doubles. Guo Guo, this husband is my favorite. He is from our city. I have made many appointments with me and I met once. I really want to dump him, Maade, can he be called Ding Ding if he takes out that stuff? ! But he is very rich... For the sake of so many double experience fruits, bear with him for a while.

"This..." Gao Leng couldn't believe that this was from the diary of a fifteen-year-old girl who was fifteen years old. In his opinion, he could hardly be called a female, but only as a girl's age. He actually regarded men as a plaything, and read countless people.

"Is this **** addiction?" Gao Leng thought for a while and asked. This disease can make people want it again and again. The cause is hormone disorder, which can be cured by medication.

"No, she is not." Professor Zhang shook her head: "She is just emotionally lacking, and she is severely dependent. She is now cured." Having said that, Professor Zhang suddenly changed his face: "No, you already knew you wanted to write a diary. Well, why did you seem a little surprised when you just saw the diary?"

Gao Leng's heart thumped.

However, ordinary people would not care about a look, but Professor Zhang actually got his eyes, which shows that this person's observation is very subtle.

Gao Leng was just about to speak when the phone on the table rang, and Professor Zhang answered, "Hey, what?!" He stood up suddenly, his eyes fell on Gao Leng's body, and the words chilled: "Institutions are mixed in. Reporter?!"