Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 366 - 363: I am Batman

Although Vice Principal Ma was exposed for his inner thoughts, at this mont, he was entirely engulfed in the purest primal physiological fear.

But this shiver also brought a sliver of reason back to Vice Principal Ma.

[So what if my thoughts were seen through, does this... an anything significant?]

Today was just a private conversation, once we leave this room, no one will know.

Unless there’s a recording... right, even if there was a recording, the young man in front of was the one doing all the analyzing, I didn’t admit to anything.

Reviewing the entire conversation, though what I said was sowhat far-fetched, there’s actually nothing overly serious about it.

Moreover, this person kicked , if it was recorded, it would be more detrintal to him.

The opponent made a bad move!

Vice Principal Ma suddenly raised his head, glancing around the room.

This psychological consultation room doesn’t even have surveillance!

So now, do I have the chance to retaliate, to have a hold over this wounded man...

Vice Principal Ma cald down because he saw Chonghui, who was sitting upright next to him.

This tall man was looking at him with an eager gaze.

Vice Principal Ma suddenly regained so of the dignity of his profession and class: "Mr. Nan, Nan Zhubin, what you said is very professional, but—"

His confidence gradually returned.

"—that has nothing to do with what we really need to discuss. We’re talking about the students..."

"Indeed, it has nothing to do with it, I just said it to make myself feel better." Nan Zhubin interrupted expressionlessly, "I was very angry just now, didn’t you notice? But now, you don’t even have to look to know I’m feeling a bit better."

Vice Principal Ma was suddenly at a loss for words again.

"Fine, but this is useless!" His volu suddenly increased, beginning to beco flustered and exasperated.

It seed that although he regained so reason, it was not much, and he was only a step away from a complete breakdown.

"You’re feeling very comfortable now, aren’t you? But things will develop in the way I said!"

Getting Nan Zhubin to personally diagnose Xu Pengcheng with [depression] could avoid many troubles and satisfy Vice Principal Ma.

But if Nan Zhubin saw through it and stopped cooperating, it would only make things more troubleso later.

"I can recomnd soone else to evaluate Xu Pengcheng. Like you said, any psychological problem could be related to [depression], so in Xu Pengcheng’s report there will definitely be [depression]!"

Vice Principal Ma stared hard at Nan Zhubin: "And as long as he has [depression], we can maneuver. What can you do? You can’t do anything!"

The middle-aged man tried to see a hint of emotional breakdown from this young person, Nan Zhubin.

But he was disappointed.

All his eyes saw was the gentle breeze blowing over a hill.

Nan Zhubin was that hill.

This made Vice Principal Ma, who thought he had victory in hand, feel montarily at a loss.

After a while, Nan Zhubin sighed softly.

"’Maneuver’ is indeed tricky. And having the ’ability’ to maneuver is also a good thing."

"I’ve always been unsure whether I have enough will to master this ’ability’."

"Sotis, I even resist acquiring this ’ability’, because I’m worried it might change so of my perspectives and stances. Maybe one day, I’ll face a young version of ’’ standing in front of , saying exactly what I just said to you."

Accompanying Nan Zhubin’s words, the familiar sound of sharpening knives seed to echo in the ears.

...

Vice Principal Ma stared blankly at Nan Zhubin.

So you’re Batman, afraid your uncontrolled self will destroy Gotham or even the world, thus rejecting all superpowers?

Right, this was the ridicule in Vice Principal Ma’s heart; when he was young, he also read comics and dread of standing atop the tallest building in the city like a madman in a cape, striking down evil.

But later, due to work reasons, he gradually abandoned this hobby.

——Wait a minute, now that Vice Principal Ma begins to recall his childhood hobbies, could it be considered another form of [regression]?

"But..."

As expected, the familiar twist ca in the next second.

"Although I don’t possess this ’ability’ now, I can borrow it in another way."

"I don’t like to abuse this ’ability’. But the fascinating thing is, when I lean on it, I can also prevent you from using this ’ability’."

A bad premonition arose in Vice Principal Ma’s heart, and he suddenly recalled the very different attitude Zhou Chu had towards Nan Zhubin earlier that day.

The next second, he saw Nan Zhubin take out a phone, dial a number.

Beep——

"Hello?" A voice unfamiliar to Vice Principal Ma ca from the other end of the line.

"Hello, is this Director Xia?" Vice Principal Ma heard Nan Zhubin say, "This is Nan Zhu..."

"I know, Nan Zhubin."

Director Xia’s voice on the other end was stuffy, carrying a repressed impatience: "I saved your number."

The fact that he "saved the number" seed to have a backstory worth telling. And Director Xia’s voice, clearly carrying emotion, unexpectedly raised a sliver of hope in Vice Principal Ma’s heart.

"Oh, is that so." Nan Zhubin blinked, "Then Director Xia should know what I’ve been dealing with recently, right? I’m calling to consult you about sothing."

Director Xia’s emotions were suddenly reigned in, and the voice beca steady: "Go ahead."

Nan Zhubin glanced at Vice Principal Ma: "It’s roughly like this..."

Huff—huff—

Static noise sounded in his ear.

Nan Zhubin looked up, seeing Vice Principal Ma’s whole body trembling. He was like soone who touched an electric switch, his entire body twitching uncontrollably.

His fingers and toes repeatedly inched forward and pulled back, as if wanting to step forward to stop it, yet dared not.

He could only stand stiffly watching Nan Zhubin finish narrating.

"Do as you see fit." In response to Nan Zhubin’s lengthy narration, Director Xia only gave this reply.

Which shattered Vice Principal Ma’s heart completely.

The shorter the instruction, the heavier the threat.

"Is there anything else?"

Nan Zhubin succinctly replied: "No."

Beep—beep—beep—

The call was swiftly and decisively cut off.

Nan Zhubin also knew that tonight’s conversation could be entirely wrapped up.

Clearly, Vice Principal Ma had temporarily lost the ability to communicate with others, but Nan Zhubin had no interest in saying another word to him.

This was the mont he should show Vice Principal Ma out of the consultation room—oh, this was in his school, he was the visitor.

Nan Zhubin lifted his foot to leave.

"Mr. Nan, wait—"

Vice Principal Ma’s body seed to restart ahead of his mind, now having only one thought: "I can’t let Nan Zhubin leave," subconsciously reaching to press on Nan Zhubin’s shoulder.

Just about to pull.

At the sa mont, Chonghui leapt up like a tiger that had been lurking for a long ti.