Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 350 My Job
One second ago, Teacher Zhao was receiving an indoctrination of existentialism.

They haven't even had time to fully absorb all of this knowledge.

The next second, Teacher Zhao was already standing at the door of Vice Principal Ma's office.

After receiving the call, Teacher Zhao decisively put down everything she was doing, and her efficient manner even surprised Chonghui.

Teacher Zhao could tell that Vice Principal Ma was in a bad mood on the phone.

She was even slightly out of breath from running.

dong dong dong-

"Come in!" came an impatient voice.

Vice Principal Ma's desk was a bit messy, with a soaking wet newspaper lying next to it.

However, from Teacher Zhao's professional perspective, Vice Principal Ma's emotions were far more chaotic than those on the table.

"You're here? Please have a seat."

After putting on a show, Vice Principal Ma asked eagerly the next second, "Xiao Zhao, tell me in detail, what exactly have Nan Zhuren and Chonghui been doing lately?"

"Especially today, what exactly are their plans?"

Without anyone noticing, Vice Principal Ma changed how he addressed Nan Zhuren and Chonghui.

Teacher Zhao noticed this and was taken aback.

It was only at this moment that she realized what role she was playing in this project.

It seems she's not on the same side as Nan Zhuren and the others.

When experts like Nan Zhuren, who are dispatched to the school with a government-related role, come to work, they always need someone from the school to accompany them.

Firstly, it serves as an assistant, working together; secondly, it acts as a safeguard, preventing any internal, sensitive information from being seen or spread.

Finally, and this is the role that Vice Principal Ma wants Teacher Zhao to play right now—to put it simply, as an 'eyes and ears'.

[Oh right, I'm the only one from our project team who attended a university.]

I'm Principal Ma's informant.

Teacher Zhao suddenly realized.

After adjusting his stance, Teacher Zhao subconsciously began to recall what Nan Zhuren and others had done over the past few days.

They conduct experiments for students, they provide consultations for themselves, they teach classes for students, they provide consultations for students...

Teacher Zhao was momentarily dazed, feeling somewhat lost in various ways.

She blinked, then answered Vice Principal Ma, "They...are working on a project? Before, they were recording students and doing 'emotion-inducing experiments' to improve that 'psychological monitoring and identification system'; later, they were commissioned to do a new project, and they started counseling Li Mingchen..."

"Yes!" Vice Principal Ma slammed his hand on the table. "Did Nan Zhuren and the others do anything related to that student today, including Li Mingchen?"

Teacher Zhao looked somewhat bewildered.

"No consultations today..."

"I wasn't talking about counseling!" Vice Principal Ma suddenly stood up, staring intently into Teacher Zhao's eyes. "Besides counseling, what else do they do on a regular basis?"

"—No, right?" Teacher Zhao was still confused.

But Vice Principal Ma immediately sneered.

“Xiao Zhao, what’s wrong with you? Just a few days ago—I heard you took those two to rob Class 3(1) of their evening self-study session, right?”

Ms. Zhao instinctively panicked and explained, "Because Li Mingchen was initially unwilling to do counseling, Ms. Nan came up with a solution..."

"Look, look!" Vice Principal Ma interrupted Teacher Zhao. "Didn't you just say he didn't do anything? Now he's secretly giving lessons to the students!"

"You're helping someone from another school, someone who's not even a teacher, take up our senior students' evening self-study time! If their homeroom teacher hadn't told me, I'd still be in the dark!"

The repeated scoldings made Teacher Zhao almost want to curl up in a ball in her chair.

Vice Principal Ma felt it wasn't enough and continued to offer guidance. "Don't think that just because you've passed the civil service exam, you're set for life. You're a teacher, a teacher at our school!"

……

Those who frequently get scolded are probably familiar with this: when being scolded, few people pay close attention to what the boss is saying about you.

In the beginning, the young and experienced workers might find the most amusement in their own minds, silently refuting whatever the leader says when he scolds them. Later, the more experienced workers will clear their minds and think about things that will help them pass the time, such as "what to eat when we go out later."

Teacher Zhao is currently in a superposition state between being a young and old ox or horse.

She first shrank back after being scolded by her boss, and then her mind went blank.

Then, for some reason, during the daytime of the day before yesterday, yesterday, and today, those sentences about "existentialism" that she had been reading kept popping into her head.

At the same time, there were also the things that Nan Zhuren had told her.

Principal Ma responded to Teacher Zhao's reaction: "Those two came as experts. What a valuable opportunity it was to learn from them! I gave you such a rare learning opportunity, and now you don't even know what they're doing or understand it? I asked you, and you didn't know anything?!"

Is this a rare learning opportunity?

[While the opportunity to spend time with Professor Nan and the others is indeed rare, but... you were the one who forced this task on me, weren't you? Saying you wanted me to learn how to independently develop some kind of [psychological monitoring system]...]

Vice Principal Ma took a deep breath, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

Teacher Zhao suddenly asked casually, "Principal Ma, what did Teacher Nan and the others do today?"

"You're asking me? I was just about to ask you!"

Vice Principal Ma was unusually agitated: "Director Zhou is coming today!"

This news made him extremely uneasy.

"So what exactly have Nan Zhuren and Chonghui been doing these past two days?" Vice Principal Ma pressed again.

"They're all doing experiments and consulting..." Teacher Zhao replied.

In other words, they are all doing things that benefit the students.

But... now that Director Zhou is here, does that mean things that benefit the students are actually detrimental to the school?

【or--】

[Is it just disadvantageous to you?]

Teacher Zhao looked at Vice Principal Ma.

In other words, does that mean things that benefit the students are actually detrimental to you, Principal Ma?

Because she was still thinking, Teacher Zhao's eyes were still blank, as if she was still lost in thought.

Human anger cannot last long. Perhaps it's because they've had enough of yelling, or perhaps it's because Teacher Zhao's gaze at that moment is so infuriating that it's impossible to be angry anymore.

“They know nothing when asked…” Vice Principal Ma sat down again. “Forget it, don’t follow them for now. Go back to your original job.”

[Your main job? Tree planting, partying, and receiving visitors?]

"You go out."

Vice Principal Ma waved his hand listlessly, deliberately looking down at Teacher Zhao, thus failing to notice the constantly changing expression on the other's face.

After a long while, Vice Principal Ma looked up as if he had noticed something.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

He didn't wait for Teacher Zhao to get up.

Instead, he heard a young female teacher casually say, "Principal Ma, I heard that the democratic evaluation we did a while ago was to prepare you for being transferred to No. 12 Middle School as principal, right?"

"...???"

Vice Principal Ma never expected that Teacher Zhao would say something like that.

(End of this chapter)