Zhao Siqing looked at the number in her hand. It was number eight.
Before the patient drew a number, no one knew which one she would be.
Zhao Siqing waited patiently.
However, what surprised her was that this year's interview was different from previous years in that Jh actually used a live webcast method.
At this moment, a large group of netizens were squatting in front of their computers and mobile phones because of the bet between Zhao Siqing and Lin Yutong. They were all paying attention to this second interview.
The second interview had not even started yet, but the comments were already flooding in.
"F * Ck, Lin Yutong's figure is too hot... is she going to act out the temptation of a uniform? "
"I still prefer Zhao Siqing... Qingqing looks so good even in a gunny sack. "
"I know the dress that Zhao Siqing is wearing. It's the hottest new spring and summer dress in C family. It's also known as the dress of death... "
"Why is Zhao Siqing so beautiful even when she wears a gunny sack? She's really willful! "
"Kiss, kiss, I can buy the same type of fairy dress from Zhao Siqing here... "
[ I advise you not to try it without Zhao Siqing's face and figure, or you will doubt your life. ]
At this moment, Zhao Siqing was paying attention to the first patient who went on stage. She had no idea that the attention of the netizens had been on her dress.
The interview at Jh was relatively loose, and most psychologists would not wear formal and strict clothes to avoid psychological pressure on the patient.
Therefore, she chose a cotton and linen beige dress. The style was simple and comfortable. It would not appear too young, nor would it be too mature. She did not expect it to be on the trending searches.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, eight interviewees went on stage one by one.
The atmosphere below the stage gradually relaxed. The netizens stood in front of their computers and mobile phones and started to play jokes by themselves.
Soon, the ninth patient walked to the stage under the guidance of Lin Yutong.
A man in his forties, wearing casual clothes, seemed to be a little cramped.
"The ninth patient is Wang Guofu from Tongxiang. Please ask him to draw the number next, " Lin Yutong said from the side.
Zhao Siqing looked at the middle-aged man on the stage and frowned slightly.
The man's eyes were a little dull. Although he was neatly dressed, he seemed to be at a loss.
However, he was not nervous at all. Instead, he was on guard.
Zhao Siqing looked at the man seriously and felt that he was a little strange.
"number eight, Zhao Siqing. " Lin Yutong took the number plate in the man's hand and looked down the stage with a smile.
Meeting her gaze, Zhao Siqing slowly stood up and walked onto the stage.
Everyone could not help but look at her, waiting to see her performance.
After Zhao Siqing walked onto the stage, Lin Yutong smiled at her and said gently, "Mr. Wang lost his beloved son five years ago. After that, he divorced his wife. From then on, he was unable to recover. I hope that through your treatment, he can recover and regain his hope. "
Zhao Siqing did not say anything and sat opposite the man.
She first sized up Wang Guofu in front of her. He smiled at her, looking gentle and shy.
Zhao Siqing asked gently, "May I know your son's name? "
The man in front of her was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly said, "his name is Wang Shuai... "
"Do you still remember what kind of person he is? "
"He is especially cute... he studies very well... he even has a girlfriend, but his girlfriend is a vixen! " Wang Guofu leaned forward and held the cup in front of him tightly with both hands, as if he was telling Zhao Siqing a secret ...