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

Chapter 368 Things should have gone this smoothly
Nan Zhuren and Vice Principal Ma were actually standing very close together.

After all, the two had just been having an extremely intense conversation.

To intensify the sense of oppression, Nan Zhuren even took two steps forward, almost touching Vice Principal Ma.

Even if they were just about to leave, they only had time to turn half a body length away.

Therefore, theoretically, no one could escape Vice Principal Ma's arrest.

However, Nan Zhuren is different.

Nan Zhuren, he's fast.

No, I should say—he reacts quickly.

Nan Zhuren noticed the moment Vice Principal Ma raised his hand.

At the same time, Nan Zhuren also sensed the movement coming from Chonghui behind him.

Despite it being their first time working together, Nan Zhuren inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if they had practiced countless times.

Sa——

As Chonghui swept past, Nan Zhuren decisively took a large step back, shielding his senior brother without any hesitation.

then.

Then they saw Chonghui's two large hands precisely grip Vice Principal Ma's wrists, his right shoulder pressing against the other's armpit, while he pushed off the ground with his feet and twisted his waist—

Over the shoulder!
--boom!

"--what!"

A short, sharp scream.

Then I saw Vice Principal Ma lying on the ground, his whole body tense and stiff from the pain. He covered his face, and his limbs only twitched and spasmed occasionally.

Given Chonghui's abilities, he should have been holding back.

But Vice Principal Ma just wouldn't move.

In just under an hour.

Vice Principal Ma discussed everything from morality and ethics to educational philosophy, psychological qualities, social status, and physical confrontation.

They were completely defeated.

He was like an ox on a butcher's table, subjected to complete dissection and humiliation in a short period of time.

I don't know if he's unable to get up now, or if he simply doesn't want to get up anymore.

Chonghui confidently turned around, and Nan Zhuren didn't bother to look at him again. The two walked out of the counseling room one after the other.

Outside the gate is the school campus, and evening self-study is not yet over.

The office buildings, teaching buildings, and even the entire campus were empty.

For a moment, only the faint light from the streetlights and the echoing footsteps made the environment seem somewhat human.

The atmosphere became somewhat silent for a moment.

“I think… it’s good for him to lie in the counseling room a little longer; he probably needs counseling right now,” Chonghui suddenly said. “It’s a pity there’s no counselor in there right now.”

Nan Zhuren paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Given his situation, even a regular consultant wouldn't be able to handle him. It would require a senior consultant, like Teacher Bai, to step in."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Nan Zhuren suddenly asked, "Won't this cause you any trouble?"

It refers to the final over-the-shoulder throw.

Chonghui shook his head, more confident than when he was in psychological counseling: "I held back, and even supported him at the end. At most, it hurts a little, it wouldn't even be considered a minor injury at the hospital."

"It's just..." Chonghui looked troubled as he said this.

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow.

anymore question?
Then he watched as Chonghui took his phone out of his pocket, turned off the record button, and then clicked delete.

His movements were extremely skillful.

—Wait, why is everyone doing this? Aren't there any new ideas?
“It’s a pity this recording is useless,” Chonghui sighed. “But that guy is indeed smart; you were the one doing the analysis from beginning to end. Although he dug very deep, he didn’t say anything to acknowledge your analysis.”

From this perspective, Vice Principal Ma is indeed highly skilled.

Unfortunately, they encountered two guys who didn't play by the rules.

Nan Zhuren smiled, knowing that Chonghui was also trying to excuse himself. Theoretically, his recording was no longer usable the moment Nan Zhuren kicked him.

"Did you record it?" Chonghui asked Nan Zhuren.

"No." Nan Zhuren shook his head.

"What do we do next? Where do we go now?" Chonghui asked again.

The two of them were practically outsiders at the school; their residence at the school was the counseling center.

The consultation room is clearly a thing of the past.

Going home like this won't work either; there are still things I haven't finished.

"Let's go find Teacher Zhao first," Nan Zhuren said. "I wonder what their situation is like now." ...

Teacher Zhao's situation is much better than Nan Zhuren currently imagines.

Before Nan Zhuren and the others could enter the teaching building, they saw Teacher Zhao suddenly rush out from a blind spot.

Judging from the looks of it, they seem to have been waiting here for quite some time.

"How are you? Are you all alright?" Teacher Zhao's face was full of anxiety.

Chonghui shrugged for Nan Zhuren: "You should be worried about someone else—I mean, someone else besides me and Zhuren."

Seeing Nan Zhuren's relaxed expression, Teacher Zhao understood something.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Nan Zhuren countered, "How's the situation on your end?"

Then I saw a smile on the young female teacher's face.

Teacher Zhao's situation is better than expected.

She is truly capable of playing the role of an "external authority" effectively, providing timely support to students who have lost their group leadership during their period of cognitive dissonance.

While Nan Zhuren and the other student were confronting Vice Principal Ma, she immediately led Li Mingchen and the student with the thick bangs back to the teaching building.

Then, the one with thick bangs, who was more mobile, went from class to class calling out the students in the sports team who could be recruited, and gathered everyone together.

“Everyone is actually a good kid, they just lack a bit of their own opinions—but there’s nothing we can do about it, which is why we teachers are needed.”

Teacher Zhao said with satisfaction, "As soon as they heard what I said, everyone was willing to help, and it didn't take much time at all."

“I lent them my phone and let them call Director Chang.”

As she spoke, Teacher Zhao looked in one direction of the teaching building.

Nan Zhuren followed the line of sight and saw a classroom. Looking at the shadows reflected on the curtains, he saw about five or six students gathered around a telephone.

They haven't finished speaking yet.

……

Things are progressing smoothly.

But one person is missing from this story.

Where is Lin Junkai?

Nan Zhuren asked.

"—Teacher, I'm here."

A weak voice sounded behind Nan Zhuren.

Looking back, I saw a tall, strong boy jogging over, a hint of excitement still lingering on his face.

Before Nan Zhuren could ask any questions, he saw him hand over a cell phone.

Then—I skillfully opened the recording app.

Nan Zhuren blinked.

Coach, what do we do now? Pengcheng is also...

Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting? Nothing happened!

【…】

But I've heard some things lately, and Principal Ma seems quite panicked, Coach...

Coach, will we be affected?

【…】

[…Jun Kai, you're a smart kid. If someone asks you, do you know what to say?]

Coach, I'm a little scared... of the exam...

【…】

[You're a good kid. I know you didn't listen much when I asked you to do extra practice and focus on disciplining Xu Pengcheng. You're a good kid.]

[...Do you remember? You're not the captain anymore, Zihao is the captain now. You'll be fine.]

【…】

Coach, I really don't know what to do.

[You know, you've always known. Talk to your other teammates properly, let everyone know how to speak. You're a good kid, you should know how to treat everyone well...]

Nan Zhuren silently looked up.

Looking at Lin Junkai.

"I'm aiming for police academy," Lin Junkai said, looking down. "So I'm quite interested in this kind of thing..."

Nan Zhuren smiled again, just like a fruit farmer looking at his bountiful harvest.

(End of this chapter)