Yingmeng is a little irritable. It is so peaceful that she is a little uncomfortable. This is a genius training camp! Calmness should not be synonymous with it.

"Talent has no meaning. If it must be, it is a blessing, giving a blessing to a specific person and giving them stronger abilities. Everything about talent depends on the owner's subjectivity. It is essentially just an object, an energy."

The instructor smiled faintly and rubbed the girl's head. His voice was as beautiful as the strings of the guqin, which made people unconsciously calm. "If you think it is a blessing, it is a blessing. If you think it is a disaster, it is a disaster. Just like a weapon, it should be controlled by you, not let it control you."

"How to control it? I don't even know what it is." Ying Meng tilted her head, her voice was very light and her tone was very calm, but the words contained a crazy feeling of holes.

"If you believe me, I can try to help you." No matter what Yingmeng's attitude is, the tutor's attitude is always so gentle and tolerant. "If you want to solve the problem, another way is to actively communicate. Only when they understand can they provide help."

Yingmeng stood there quietly, with a faint smile on her lips.

They should be considered strangers. She didn't know why, but she actually knew nothing. Everything was her fantasy. But there seemed to be some kind of power that made her want to believe the person in front of her. Is it the talent given by the other party?

It shouldn't be. If the other party really wants to let him reveal information, Yingmeng knows that the other party is fully capable of letting him speak the truth, and there is no need to induce him.

There is no interest in them.

If she wanted to give any hint, then the moment she was impetuous, her mood fluctuations had reached the point where she could break it in one fell swoop. However, the other party did not take action, but instead sootheed her impetuousness.

Yingmeng can't find the meaning of him doing this.

Are you waiting for the opportunity? A trace of interest flashed through Yingmeng's eyes and began to seek trust, so is she coming? She conveyed the information of her talent. Although what she said was true, she didn't know much, and she didn't say everything.

Yingmeng is ready to be rejected or used.

Several lines of defense were set up in her heart, leaning against the wall, waiting for the mentor's move.

But unexpectedly, the instructor did not make any attacks or give any hints. Instead, he took out a piece of rice paper, carefully analyzed the information given by Yingmeng, and gave her a lot of suggestions.

Yingmeng was a little surprised. Her strength had not reached the point where this mentor needed to put in such a thought.

The only thing that the other party can afford on her is that she cannot control the talent of synthesis, but if the other party really wants this talent, she can completely reveal her identity. I believe that the senior management is willing to study monsters like her. But no, on the contrary, he gave her an identity and helped her hide some things.

Was he really just guiding a student? She is not his student.

Yingmeng did not draw any conclusions, and the tutor also knew that Yingmeng had some reservations.

He can deliberately guide and dig out all the secrets of Yingmeng, or directly issue instructions to let Yingmeng tell the truth, but he didn't. He just looked at Yingmeng quietly and said calmly: "Your talent is similar to analysis, which allows you to absorb the information around you for analysis and see through its essence.

Because you see through its essence, you know every step and every subtle change of it, so you can copy or even improve this process. You can analyze the process of using talents, study the process of using talents, and then make improvements and turn them into your own use. If you reach a certain level, I personally speculate that you can analyze the ethereal and empty Tao. You should know what this represents.

There is no limit at present. It seems that as long as you observe or get close, you don’t need to realize it at all and you can learn it.

If you want, then go and make up for the basic theory. Being able to ask questions such as the limitation of talent actually shows that you really don’t have any theoretical foundation. If you want to control something, you must first understand such things, which is very similar to the principle of your talent.”

Shadow Dream lies in front of the desk. The detailed analysis and improvement methods of fragmented information can be seen on the rice paper, and the powerful analytical ability of the writer is.

So far, she has not felt the slightest impact, she has not felt that the other party has used any talent, and even has not felt that the other party has used any skills in the genius training camp.

In this case, either the other party is really open and has no other purpose, or it is so powerful that it bypasses her layers of defense, but she affects her without her notice.

The latter is almost impossible. They have not even had an hour to spend together.

In such a short time, it is almost impossible for a person who has experienced countless life and death, possesses special talents, and is in chaos. Even the Holy Yuan thousands of years later requires a long time to make arrangements, step by step, through the environment bit by bit

Influence her.

Ghost Training Camp: Because it is chaos, it contains countless miscellaneous things. The impact is to inject a new idea. If you drop a drop of ink into the clear water, you can easily see the changes. But if this drop of ink is dripping in the dirty quagmire, it will not have any impact.

Ying Meng had a smile on her lips, looking calm and calm, and didn't care about the other party's behavior at all.

Normal people will feel a little angry when they see their efforts being trampled on like this.

But the mentor did not. He just looked at Yingmeng calmly, his eyes full of tolerance and understanding.

But it was this kind of care that made Ying Meng a little uncomfortable. It should be fear. After staying in the dark for a long time and being disappointed again and again, she was afraid of the light.

The instructor knew that he had a way to let Yingmeng take off his defense. He could use his talents and skills, but he lost the meaning of his doing so.

It is not difficult to guide a person who is vigilant and vigilant, but it is difficult to trust such a person.

The instructor didn't say anything else, but handed the rice paper to Yingmeng. "Living in the present, don't always calculate the purpose of everyone. Maybe you will live a happier life. If you need help, you can come to me at any time."

"Thank you." Ying Meng took the rice paper with a smile, turned around and left.

Her steps stopped at the door, hesitating. She blinked, and a pure and harmless smile appeared on the corner of her lips. When she turned around, she said, "Trust is mutual. It's really unfair! You reveal your information at all."

"The tutor always has a principle of self-checking, that is, whether every word he says is good for the students. Do not tell the students any unnecessary information, because it is likely to cause some trouble. It is for the benefit of both parties."

The instructor's expression was still gentle.

Yingmeng smiled brilliantly, but inexplicably chilled. She looked up at the instructor with a serious tone. "I will try my best to understand."

"You can try to record your emotional fluctuations, which will be good for you." The instructor's eyebrows were indifferent and his eyes were slightly lowered. "No matter how good the analysis ability is, it requires accurate information."

"Okay." Ying Meng's lips slowly curled up a sick smile, but there was no emotion in her eyes, giving people a cool and weird feeling.
Chapter completed!