"Hey, professor, do you want an apple and to join our drama discussion?" Qian decided she would never admit it.
"Oh?"
"We’re reading a novel, hahaha, discussing the plot."
Qian knew Mr. Liu couldn’t stand this, so she would never admit it. She secretly tugged at Dong Yi. Dong Yi’s tears hadn’t even dried, and she had no idea who this old lady was. All she could see was Qian, who feared no one, smilingly nudging her, and Dong Yi nodded blindly.
"By next Monday, write a complete dical record for , with neat handwriting, on 300-character paper, in the correct format, and not less than 1000 words." Liu Linlin said with a blank expression, placing the apple bag on Qian’s bed and leafing through the original psychology books by her pillow.
Qian’s heart was pounding.
"Professor, do, do I have to write a review after watching a drama?"
"Your current major course teacher was a student of mine. Perhaps I should chat with her about practicing dicine without a license."
"Professor, you look so youthful today, like you’re radiating endless youth. I’m so happy to have such a youthful professor guiding my howork!"
Mr. Liu looked at Qian, who was talking nonsense, with a half-smile. "Not a minute late."
"Yes! I promise to complete the task!"
Qian instantly recalled those tis when she was chased and scolded by her ntor.
Even though she graduated, she still felt intimidated whenever she saw her teacher.
Qian didn’t know what the professor needed the dical case for, but she had a premonition that if she didn’t serve this old lady well, the days ahead would be rough.
As she saw Mr. Liu out, Mr. Liu suddenly stopped and said to Qian, "In the ’drama’ you watched, why was it the uncle involved in the rescue who participated in the treatnt, and not her family?"
"Sleepwalking is often caused by missing one’s family and pressure. eting family, calling, or writing to them can effectively eliminate excessive longing. But when the family has passed away, and the current foster family isn’t suitable, I chose to use soone she likes for emotional compensation."
"You?"
Qian swore she saw her teacher smile. This old lady had a peculiar sense of humor, always secretly finding fun. The mischief she endured back then was vivid in her mory.
"The ’drama’ I watched." Qian changed the topic, Mr. Liu snorted.
"Don’t forget, Monday."
Seeing her leave, Qian let out a sigh of relief. It was terrifying.
"Shi Touyu, why are you sleeping here?" A girl’s voice ca, Qian turned to see that sweet girl who often tagged along to eat Shi Yu’s food, patting Shi Yu’s face.
Shi Yu was sitting against the wall, asleep, with her mouth turned up as if she was having a pleasant dream.
"Lend a hand, let’s carry her inside." Qian said to Xu Ruxin, who ca for food.
"I have things to do, aren’t you strong? Carry her yourself." Xu Ruxin snorted and left.
Despite getting so much from Shi Touyu, she was being petty just because Shi Touyu didn’t give her makeup.
Qian couldn’t be bothered with her, so she called Dong Yi to help carry Shi Yu inside.
"It’s not nap ti, why is she sleeping?" Dong Yi asked, puzzled.
After chatting with Qian, she felt much better emotionally.
Qian nudged Shi Yu, but she didn’t wake up.
Thinking of just now with her ntor, Qian reached out and snapped her fingers in front of Shi Yu’s eyes, and Shi Yu slowly woke up.
"So comfortable, I feel so relaxed... Huh, Qian, are you guys done?"
"What’s going on? You nudged her and she didn’t wake, but one snap and she’s awake?" Dong Yi found it amazing.
Shi Yu seed to rember sothing and grabbed her head, letting out a frustrated scream.
"Oh no, did I, in a daze, sell you guys out? Just now there was a serious old lady, we made a bet, and then I..."
She vaguely rembered saying sothing muddled, as if she’d fallen asleep confused, like being drunk?
Feeling guilty, she looked at Qian, only to find she was secretly amused.
"Qian?"
"Ah, it’s nothing, that was Mr. Liu, our ntor, don’t bet with her again."
"Why?"
"She’s got a knack for seeing who’s easy to trick and fooling them." Qian mimicked the snapping action.
Shi Yu covered her mouth, "Feels like Eastern sorcery!"
Isn’t it just controlling people?
"Not that magical, and it doesn’t work on everyone, like kids, seniors over 70, people with below-average IQ, or naive girls from rich families, that’s when it’s effective."
Qian spoke the truth, the Sivag Mind Skill isn’t universally applicable, at least not on people like her and Yu Minglang.
"Ah, all I rember is her ntioning Schwarzenegger..."
"Sivag Mind Skill!" Qian corrected.
"From the mysterious old lady’s sorcery..." Shi Yu now realized the dangers of betting.
Suddenly, Shi Yu’s eyes lit up, "Qian, can you do this amazing sorcery?"
"Yes." It was taught by the professor herself, improved by her ntor, perfect for dealing with naive rich girls.
"Teach , I’ll treat you to a month of super tasty skewers from the night market!" Could she hypnotize her silly brother with this?
Imagining putting a dog leash on her brother and having him do whatever she wanted, it was just too much.
"First, you won’t learn it, second, your voice isn’t suitable for hypnosis, third, if you want to hypnotize your brother, forget it, I can’t even hypnotize him."
Shi Yu widened her eyes, "What did you do while I was hypnotized?! Did you peek into my mind?"
Qian rolled her eyes, "You don’t need to peek; anyone with eyes can see. You think hypnosis is easy to learn, but it’s not. The aura, eye contact, finger movents, voice, the most important being how to sync your voice with the other’s brainwaves, it’s all crucial, every bit of it. In your freshman year, you’ll learn it, I have faith in you."
Qian made a cheer-up gesture to Dong Yi, who nodded eagerly; it seed very interesting, and she wanted to learn.
The dismissed naive rich girl wouldn’t give up.
"I’m just not serious, if I were serious, I’d scare you all to death."
"Hehehe..." Qian gave a mysterious disdainful smile and began calculating her schedule.
It’s now Wednesday, the professor ant for her to sort Dong Yi’s issue in the next few days, she had to hurry to contact Mr. Yu, if her treatnt failed, the professor would definitely step in.
She understood her teacher well, often providing free help, sothing Qian couldn’t do, she wouldn’t help for free unless the person was really nice, but her teacher wasn’t, she had to intervene.
"So, Qian, what do you think about my brother and ?" Shi Yu asked in a low, bashful voice.
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