<div class="chapter-content">
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_01.js"></script>
 </div>
 "Brian, why would you want to come to the National Supermodel Contest?" Taylor asked this question after I walked off the stage.
 When Tyler asked this question, my eyes let go for a moment, and then the smile at the corner of my mouth was just right. "For life, ma'am. When I was four years old, my mother became a victim in a vicious case, and my brother and I witnessed it. The mother was my only loved one because of the spirit Exciting, I was sent to a sanitarium, and since then I have lost the news of my three-year-old brother ... "
 I didn't try to cover up this personal information because it was not difficult for me to investigate clearly in the past. On the contrary, the terrible story will surely have a sensational effect after it is broadcast. The best thing is that all of this is true.
 "I want to know if he's been doing well ... but I'm afraid he remembered what happened at the time ..." I frowned and frowned, "So I say it here just to complete myself One of them. "
 Seeing that Tyler took a breath to cover his mouth, the other waiting models in the room also began to shake with stabbing eyes, and I knew the story worked.
 The story will not only impress the audience with me, but also the influence of the judges on me, and it will also make other models who are competitors compete against me. After all, a gentle boy with a smile on his face always doesn't seem to be so difficult to get along with? Even if it looks like a rival, there is no need to target him.
 I know that after the semi-finals of the National Supermodel Contest, all models will live under the same roof for almost a month. And the camera will also shoot the models ’life in the villa. In order for me to continue the attitude of being invincible and not looking weak in the lens, I need to make my roommates before the war begins. Just leave me alone.
 "Of course, this is what my psychologist told me. After years of information, I don't remember the scene at the time. But after the treatment, I have passed the age that can be adopted." My station The posture is very relaxed, hands folded between the legs, looking directly at the floor in front of the judges table, "After eighteen years old, I need a job to support myself. And my mother left me this."
 I raised my finger and pointed at my face, slightly raised my face to let the shadows on my face disappear, and raised a salty smile. Some playful jokes break the original heavy, and it seems even more optimistic. Repeating the tragic story over and over again, people may be impressed by the story, but at the same time will also label you this person.
 To take advantage of a story, not just to be remembered because of a story, you also need to show your personality when it's appropriate. It's no use merely to emphasize how strong you are and how to get out of the shadows. Not as impressive as a good joke. After all, in addition to looking at the face these days, men with a sense of humor are also popular, aren't they?
 Tyler's tears twitched in his eyes, and he laughed when he heard the tears. Rob and Jonathan also took a deep breath and relaxed their shoulders. From the corner of my eye, I could see the models standing by the room waiting, and my eyes became gentler.
 "I worked a few jobs every day after I became independent, and spent two years studying on my own. I was finally admitted to the Psychology Department of Stanford University this year." I added inspirational stories when the tragic story came to an abrupt end. "When I received the notice, I was really excited. But I knew that my deposit was not enough to cover my college tuition for several years. The school opened one month later, so I wanted to try this opportunity in the last month Try your best. "
 At the end of the story, the narrative of dozens of seconds is still overwhelming. Motivational stories seemed to impress the judges, and the waiting models also started to whisper. Obviously, the high education among the models is rare, let alone students from world-renowned colleges.
 I can feel that the lenses of the three cameras, except one aimed at the judges, are focused on me. I started to have red eyes, which happened to fall into the close range of a camera. The smile with tears, how to move people's hearts is my eternal subject.
 After the check, I'm sure I'll be in the top 35 of the semifinals. Because when I was about to leave, Jonathan specifically found me and gave me a separate visit.
 It's the kind that talks to the camera in a quiet background. This personal narrative method will also be used repeatedly in the subsequent shooting process. After all, the focus of shooting at the National Supermodel Contest, in addition to the hard shots of the models and the challenge, is the life details and personal narration in the model villa.
 Each player's personal character will be reflected in a personal narrative, and the player will be asked to comment on some conflict events in the villa, his feelings about a hard shot, and so on. This is also one of the focuses of my focus. Each time a personal narrative is a quiz. How to make your audience remember what you said in just one minute or even tens of seconds is very important.
 The personal interview is over. Although the unified answer for the models is to go home and wait for a week's notice, I know that several models that have been decided have been notified in advance. Fortunately, I am also in this rank.
 Because I live in a hotel, I don't go home. So the so-called home received a notification call from Taylor personally, the model responded with a surprise, but I declined. To achieve their so-called surprise response, the photographer will ask you to jump and scream in front of the camera. The exaggerated acting is not suitable for the character I want to shape.
 "Hi Mike." I stepped out of the studio and called Mike.
 "The check is over? How do you feel?" Mike's voice seemed a bit distorted on the noisy New York streets.
 "It's not bad, I'm finished." I saw a normal book in my arm, and went to the nearest fast food restaurant with a phone in my hand. "They asked me to go back and wait for a week's notice. In fact, several pre-determined models have been notified in advance. Fortunately, I am also in this rank."
 "Haha, then I'll be waiting for your photos online." I felt strange that Mike didn't seem to want to say more on the phone at this time, just like I said in the beginning that the check was in New York.
 "Then you have to get me more tickets," I quipped with a smile. "Don't forget, if I live in that villa, I have to be isolated from the world. For a few minutes every week, remember Take your phone with you! "
 New York is a modern metropolis, but it doesn't have the antique that I like. So the first stop of my seven-day tour of New York came to Times Square in New York. The favorite place for tourists.
 In the evening Times Square, there are already beautiful night views, and the screens and neon lights on the high-rise buildings flicker. I was holding a cup of mocha from a street coffee shop and watching the street where the man was coming and going.
 "If you want to go shopping in the mall, the building over there is a shopping mall." The schoolgirl who was met at the coffee shop was blushing and introduced her finger to the building.
 I hung the right smile and said, "Thanks a lot, I'll go and see for myself. If you need to go to class, don't worry about me."
 "Yes ... of course ..." The schoolgirl nervously pushed the glasses on her face and said, "So ... then I'll go! Goodbye Mr. Brian ..." A flash of death flashed across her face, and her head passed by. In the eyes of people's eyes, he panted and ran away. Not far away are two friends waiting excitedly for her friend.
 Speaking of which, before I became Brian, even if the women could scream during the performance on the stage, I was just a humble Asian student in daily life. But Brian's charm is timeless, whether it's blasphemy in jazz dance or flames in the sun.
 I walked through the bustling crowd of people into the shopping mall. After strolling in the mall, I finally chose a book with a coffee shop function and walked in. I plan to spend the afternoon here. The book bar is very quiet. There are already a lot of students and office workers sitting there. I scan the rows of bookshelves and look for a book.
 Criminology?
 Oh, the word followed me after I became Brian. But according to the situation of my unlucky brother, maybe I should also need to learn about this discipline in the future? Dexter had the careful teachings of his adoptive father, Harry, but I had no knowledge of systematic criminology except that I had studied self-taught criminal psychology and studied it a little.
 I randomly found a corner seat to sit down. This should be an inconspicuous corner. I can read the entire book clearly without being noticed. Strangely enough, after I sat down, several girls around the table frequently looked in this direction, and then whispered to each other.
 I don't think that's my reason. No matter how good Brian's looks are, he won't attract such large-scale attention casually. I turned my face to look to my left. Oh, it seems that the source has been found. No wonder so many women are sitting around this unremarkable corner.
 It was a handsome man, it should be said to be a perfect man. I traced the trace of this man who showed his charm like a peacock opening his screen in the eyes of men and women around him.
 A few strands of black hair, not long or short, fell on the forehead, while the others were combed in an orderly manner. What makes him incompatible with this warm and idyllic little book is that expensive and decent suit, without a trace of folds, is like a famous boy.
 But the exquisite features he could hardly describe, and the careless smile, made people's first impression of him being the grandson of Yara. He can easily deal with women, and his biggest weakness is also women.
 I was surprised to find that I couldn't profile his psychology and past from his appearance. This man must be a master of deception.
 My look also caught his attention. He glanced up and down at me as if looking at something, and then he noticed the book on criminology I had on my desk. If he hadn't guessed the purpose of his coming here, it was not like I was just passing the time. But it doesn't matter to me.
 At this time, a middle-aged man wearing the same overalls as the other staff in the book bar came over with a cup of coffee and a pot of black tea in his hand, and black tea and a small tea cup were in front of me, and that black coffee was in In front of men.
 "Ansi's paintings were stolen by Gerald Brown in 1993. It was only two weeks after the owner of the oil painting was found to have stolen the painting, because Brown exchanged a genuinely fine copy for the genuine one." That attracted The man who saw the eyes of all the women around him suddenly said when black coffee was just before him.
 Oh, am I so lucky to see a big show?
 The man put down the old newspaper in his hand. The date above was 1993. The first headline was the crime of art theft and counterfeiting. I bored my hand with my chin and squinted at the newspaper on the table. , That's worth the artwork photos. The store's collection is quite rich.
 Then I glanced down and saw a positioning and tracking ankle on the left ankle of the man. Ah, it really is a big show!
 The person with the tracking and positioning ankle on his foot can guess with the use of his brain. Either a potential prisoner being monitored or a criminal caught by fbi, because of his superb strength in the professional field, was specially requisitioned as a special consultant of fbi.
 From this point of view, this peacock who distributes hormones anytime, anywhere should be a fraudster and a thief who is quite capable of copying. It's so pitiful that he was caught by a police cat and had to sell his labor to catch his own rat for freedom.
 Out of god, I couldn't help but smile silently. This made the peacock next to me squint.
 When I saw me, I was just curious to look at the past. He turned his face and continued to look at the middle-aged man who had just dropped the coffee, but froze there. Sirens. Some call it perfect crime. "
 Perfect crime? There is no such thing as perfection in this world, because as long as people do things, they will always make mistakes because of human negligence. Even a small mistake ... Sure enough, the peacock said again.
 "But I don't think it's perfect, Brown." He stood up and put his hands on the shoulders of the stiff man. "You miscalculated where you landed. As far as I know, you landed on the tiles and slipped, but you just grabbed the railings on the top of the castle to save yourself from danger. It's really not enough in this regard. "
 Under the attention of everyone around me, the man who gave me the code name peacock naturally smiled and spread his hands. Unfortunately, because I was sitting too close to him, I was also swept by the edge of the eyesight of the attention, from this angle I can even clearly see the curious look in those people's eyes.
 "I'm sorry customers, because of personal reasons affecting you." The middle-aged man known as Brown turned back and stared at the peacock. I noticed that the man returned to the right side of his body, put his right hand on his side, his fingers beat the delicate rhythm of his thigh little by little, although his expression did not change at all, but I still noticed his subtle Move.
 He's sending Morse code! To whom? 2k novel reading network
 <div align="center">
 <script src="/d/js/ad/page_02.js"></script>
 </div>
</div>

<div class="content">
 A dancer who was killed by a serial murderer found himself occupying the body and taking on the life of Brian Morse, a patient with anti-social personality disorder. As Brian, he has the look, he has the brain, he has the charisma, but he also has something that somehow always attracts psychopaths…[The story mentions 3 reality shows and crossovers with the American drama series Dexter. SLASH]
</div>

<div class="content">
 Lu Yan wasn´t a second- or third-tier actor, not to mention a big hit, he wasn´t even half-red.
 In fact, he has a good appearance and good acting skills, but he always lacks a little chance. However, every time an opportunity comes, it will always pass by for one reason or another.
 Lu Yan always thought it was his bad luck, but only later learned that it was the villain who was to blame. He has always regarded the other party as a good friend and brother, but never thought that others would only regard him as a stepping stone.
 Once reborn, he will no longer be dominated by others, and his own destiny should be in his own hands.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Jiang Cha was a workaholic in her last life. She separated from her husband and gave her son to be raise by a nanny. She devoted herself to her career.
 She fell ill at a young age and died of cancer at the age of 30.
 Opening her eyes again, Jiang Cha returned to four years ago.
 This time, she made up her mind not to be a workaholic but to concentrate on taking care of her little baby.
 As for the husband… It doesn’t matter.
 Shen Rang found that his wife has changed a lot recently.
 Go home after work on time, personally pick up their child from school, and strive to learn cooking. She seems to develop in the direction of a good wife and mother.
 But later, Shen Rang found that Jiang Cha has developed only in terms of being a good mother.
 How about a good wife?
 He’s almost abandoned.
 But what?
 He was even more excited about such Jiang Cha.
 Small theater:
 When alone:
 Shen Zhi, holding a pillow a little bigger than himself, stood at the door of Jiang Cha’s room and asked pitifully, “Mom, can I sleep with you?”
 Jiang Cha looked at her baby and waved, “Come here to mom will sleep with you tonight.”
 Later, when mom and Dad were together:
 One day, Shen Zhi, who was afraid of thunder, came to Jiang Cha with a pillow. “Mom, Zizai is afraid of QAQ.”
 Jiang Cha was distressed, “Come here, mom.”
 Shen Rang, who was asked to turn over and get out of bed. “Come on, son, Dad will coax you to sleep.”
 Shen Zhi: QAQ… I want mom.
 Shen Rang: Little Cub, don’t think about it. Your mother is mine.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Wang Yanqing’s father died in battle. She was adopted as an orphan by the Marquis of Zhenyuan. She loved Fu Tingzhou for ten years and would go through fire and water for him. However, this woman carried a family history full of scars, and ultimately, Fu Tingzhou sought another woman to marry. 
 Ten years of effort turned out to be a joke. 
 Fu Tingzhou accompanied his fiancé to buy incense outside the city, completely forgetting that it was Wang Yanqing’s birthday. On the road, they encountered an ambush and Fu Tingzhou became busy protecting his fiancée. While defending Fu Tingzhou, Wang Yanqing lost her footing and fell into a cliff. 
 After waking up, she lost her memory and only knew that she had to repay her gratitude. The man sitting in front of her bed smiled and reached out to touch her head: “Qing Qing, have you forgotten? You were plotted against by the Fu family and lost your memory.” We’ve always known each other; we were childhood sweethearts. 
 She didn’t know that the man sitting in front of her was the renowned commander of the Imperial Guards, Lu Heng. He was also an old enemy of the Fu family. He was the main culprit of the assassination attempt on Fu Tingzhou that resulted in Wang Yanqing falling off the cliff. 
 After Wang Yanqing was taken, Fu Tingzhou went crazy. Fu Tingzhou rushed to the imperial guards desperately. Just as he asked Wang Yanqing to leave with him, he was stabbed by her sword. 
 Fu Tingzhou looked up in shock to see her acting coquettishly with another person: “Older brother, I caught the Fu traitor.” 
 Wang Yanqing didn’t know that after she walked away, Lu Heng drove the sword deeper and smiled at Fu Tingzhou: “Thanks for taking care of Qing Qing for the past few years. What a pity. Now she is mine.”
</div>

<div class="content">
 When Imperial Grandson Liu Zhao chose his future wife, with a wave of his pen, he circled Gu Jiu’s name. He said resolutely, “I want her!”
 With a decree, the emperor bestowed marriage.
 One after another, everyone dropped by to congratulate Gu Jiu. Sure enough, it was her dumb luck to marry the Imperial Grandson. Facing everyone’s blessings, Gu Jiu smiled on the surface, but in her heart, she was cursing fiercely.
 In her lifetime, the luckiest thing that happened to Gu Jiu was to die of illness but unexpectedly traverse to the ancient times and live a second time. And the most unfortunate thing that happened to her was meeting the Imperial Grandson Liu Zhao.
 —
 It was rumoured that Imperial Grandson Liu Zhao was graceful, elegant, gentle, refined, humble, polite and courteous.
 Gu Jiu: Hehe!
 The world was blind. That man was obviously two-faced, cunning, deceitful, treacherous, with the ambition of wild wolves and a great villain. He was like the tyrannical male lead who is written by the screenwriter to die in the finale but fans still feel distressed for him.
 —
 It was rumoured that the Gu family’s second daughter Gu Jiu was soft, gentle, virtuous, frail and tender.
 Liu Zhao: What? Gentle, virtuous, frail and tender is all fake.
 That woman was obviously aojiao, selfish, bad-tempered and narrow-minded; a little foodie with a soft and delicate body that wasn’t easy to push over.
 —
 The first time they met:
 When Liu Zhao tried to misbehave with Gu Jiu, her mind came up with 108 ways of murdering him.
 Gu Jiu defended herself, pointing at Liu Zhao and said, “You won’t do!”
 Pfft!
 Liu Zhao was completely defeated.
 —
 The second time they met:
 Gu Jiu fell into the lake. Liu Zhao heroically rescued the beauty.
 Gu Jiu slapped the back of his hand, “Spoiling my good deeds!”
 Liu Zhao was completely defeated once again.
 —
 At last, there came a day when Liu Zhao married Gu Jiu back home.
 The little foodie with a soft and delicate body that wasn’t easy to push over was finally locked up in his embrace.
 He said lovingly, “Wife, it’s not early. Let’s enter the bridal chamber, ba.”
 Gu Jiu smiled bashfully, “Husband, my body is uncomfortable. I’m afraid we cannot enter the bridal chamber tonight.”
 Pfft!
 Liu Zhao once again suffered 10,000 points of injury.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Offered as a bride to Hades at the age of eighteen.
 Pestered by evil spirits in the day, and taken advantage of by a perverted demon at night.
 Pervert: “Dear, a night with you is worth more than gold.”
 I leaned away as I clenched my teeth angrily: “Worth my foot!”
</div>

<div class="content">
 Nianhua is the cannon fodder villain in the book. As a villain, it is her duty and responsibility to inflict mental devastation, physical torture, and spiritual sublimation on the protagonist.
 But the ending was killed by the decent male partner Liu Cheshen, who killed her for righteousness and for the beloved little sister.
 In order to change the ending, she decided to first give the apprentice his three views that are too decent.
 Nianhua looked at the boy lying in a pool of blood and smiled and asked, “Do you know how to get what you want?”
 “How to get it?”
 “Go steal it.”
 Liu Cheshen: “Master, what are you talking about?”
 “Being a teacher is teaching you how to become a strong person. The first step is to use all means and not to be merciless.”
 –
 After her very malicious twist, the decency was ruined, and the ending was twisted. She succeeded in being promoted to the biggest villain in the book. As a result, she made herself up for herself.
 “Master, what do you say to someone who can’t be stolen or robbed?”
 “… My teacher doesn’t understand these very well.”
 “Master is still too limited. In my opinion, if you don’t get it, you should destroy it.”
 Nianhua: “…” I will give you a whole view of the world. You wiped out my whole world? !
 I want you to do whatever it takes, to do it to others! What do you mean by being a teacher? !
 Content Tag: Love and Kill in Love and Wear Books 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Nianhua, Liu Cheshen Supporting role: A lot of others: 
 One sentence introduction: All the disciples I led were blackened. 
 Purpose: Establish the three correct views, you can’t do bad things, or you will backfire.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Shao Fei is a passerby. He doesn’t even have as many scenes as a cannon fodder, he has the conscientiousness to remain as passerby A.
 Looking forward to doing assists and watching the development of the male and female protagonist. However this wish cannot be realized, as he watched the plot collapse until even it’s mother couldn’t recognise it.
 Shao Fei: “Do you think the way the male lead looks at me is not quite right?”
 System: “…” You found out now!?
 There was a stalk of grass in his heart. It didn’t belong to him, but it always swayed in front of him. Finally, it stayed in front of him silently.
 A passer-by who thinks he is as ordinary as A,B,C shou X a man who never thought he would fall in love with a male gong.
</div>

<div class="content">
 She went out of the way to help him build a business empire and get his inheritance. When she thought they would live happily ever after, she and her entire family were quietly gotten rid of and burned to ashes. As the blaze seared her skin, she was overcome by deep hatred and bitter regret, and wished she had another chance…
 Dizziness jolted her out of unconsciousness.
 She is now known as Miss Su. She tried to run from her wedding, but slipped and fell in the river, which incidentally, brought great shame upon both her and her fiance’s family. The word on the street is that her fiance is a playboy, a make-out king, and a bit of a lady’s man. But she has to salvage this marriage to carry out her revenge plan.
 And… the more she gets to know her future husband, the more she needs to find out. He turns out to be much deeper and more sophisticated than he cares to show to the outside world.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Right after transmigrating into a parallel world, Yang Yi was a bit stupefied upon seeing a adorable little girl calling him father. Fine, Xixi is 100% my daughter, but my child’s mother is actually an aloof, absolute beauty who’s a famous singer.
 How do I coax my baby? Yang Yi, who was a assassin in his previous life, scratched his head. How about I tell some stories? Yang Yi didn’t think that the stories he imported from his previous world would be famous world-wide! How do I bring back my child’s mother who left in anger? The experienced Yang Yi indicated that there was no problem a love song couldn’t fix. And if it couldn’t, then two songs!
</div>

<div class="content">
 Lingyun, a fierce and savage cultivation genius takes over a dead teenager’s body. Coincidentally, they are both named Lingyun. Set in a alternate version of the 21st century, teenager Lingyun has been killed by someone with a grudge.
</div>

<div class="content">
 Hero Zhang Han was frustrated in life originally, but he stepped into the Cultivation World by a stroke of luck. Possessing divine natural gifts, he ascended into the disaster-crossing period step by step. He had imagined his life would not have any hardships anymore, but unfortunately incurred the god thunder since he violated the fate. After he woke up, he was surprised to find that he was reborn, going back a few years ago. He found that the world was different from what it used to be after his rebirth and he had a lovely daughter.
 Zhang Han’s fate thus underwent a huge transformation. In the fast-paced urban life, he opened up a place for his daughter to have fun. Because of his daughter’s enthusiasm for food, he opened a restaurant, which attracted countless diners. His business was booming and money did roll in. In his spare time, he also wrote songs to earn extra income. At the same time, he performed a sweet love story with his daughter’s mother…
 After his rebirth, he became a godly stay-home dad in the accumulation of experience. “Dote on my daughter and love my daughter” became his life creed. Although a few nasty guys occasionally appeared in his life, they were all beaten off by virtue of his mightiness.
 Let’s take a look at how this godly stay-home dad lived in the city and how Zhang Han led his happy life.
</div>

<div class="content">
 In the 21st century, divine physician Qian Jiujiu was targeted by a bomb when she was rescuing soldiers in the battlefield. Because of the bomb, she crossed the to a new state and became the second daughter of concubine in Qian familiy. Because the taoists asserted that she would “curse parents”. Therefore, she was sent to village outside capital for 16 years not long after rebirth. This time, her father took her home, just to let her marry Mu Yexiao instead of her lineal sister.
 Who is Mu Yexiao? The sixth prince of the state, the favorite prince of the emperor. Because he was injured in the battlefield, his legs were disabled, and he was unable to bear children. In anciet time, he also failed to seek effetive medical treatment. The royal family decided to marry the legitimate daughter of Qian families to Mu Yexiao, in order to drive away bad luck.
 However, as a modern doctor who combines traditional Chinese and Western medicine, Qian Jiujiu won’t obedient to fate? She used her wonderful medical skills to heal the Mu Yexiao’s disabled legs, hoping this prince could support her. But who knows he was very shrewd! Who yielded to whom? It’s difficult to say.
</div>

Psychological Control

Chapter 4:

You'll Also Like

NovelsNook - Explore Fan-Fiction Novels Online Free!

Psychological Control

Chapter 4:

You'll Also Like