Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 71 - 71 71 Lie Detection Game

71: Chapter 71 Lie Detection Ga 71: Chapter 71 Lie Detection Ga Wang An was trapped by the persona he had built for himself over the years.

Reluctantly, he slowly said, “Of course, it’s an honor for Mr.

Nan to visit.

I hope that Mr.

Nan can provide so guidance.”

Nan Zhubin smiled flawlessly, “Teacher Wang is too polite.

We learn from each other.”

Wang An almost ground his teeth to dust.

Round one, defeat.

Nan Zhubin sat down in the classroom, right next to Chen Ting, at the very front.

It was a spot where Wang An couldn’t avoid seeing him with just a glance.

…

“In this case, the plaintiff—no, the defendant—the defendant skillfully avoided charges of [robbery], hmm, but was eventually convicted of [provocation and disturbance], handing over…”

The students below whispered among themselves.

Wang An, facing his teaching materials, lectured in a manner starkly different from his usual relaxed and free-spirited style.

He frequently glanced towards Nan Zhubin and Chen Ting, distracted enough that he kept making elentary errors like repeated fillers and lapses in thought.

Unbeknownst to him, fine beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.

Wang An’s unusual behavior surprised the students, prompting them to begin whispering to each other.

Chen Ting leaned over to whisper to Nan Zhubin, but her topic differed from the other students’.

“Mr.

Nan, what do we do next?”

Nan Zhubin replied, “Let’s wait a bit more.”

Chen Ting took a deep breath to keep her courage from fading too fast, “Wait for what?”

Nan Zhubin looked at Wang An, and with a deep aning said, “Wait for him to collapse on his own.”

This clash was different from their first eting, which had been more of a test, allowing Nan Zhubin to go straight to the point and strike first.

But this was the final battle, a do-or-die mont, like how Ultraman can only release his wave attack at the two-minute fifty-second mark, Nan Zhubin needed to keep wearing down his opponent’s defenses to create a chance for a final killing blow.

Oddly enough, even if Nan Zhubin did nothing and rely sat beneath the podium, he was continuously launching psychological attacks on Wang An.

Or rather, Wang An was attacking himself.

Conversely, Nan Zhubin kept gathering strength.

This was the so-called rising and falling of tides.

Nan Zhubin silently assembled his arsenal for attack, keeping an eye on Wang An.

Watching his reaction.

…

[Why are they at my class?

What do they plan to do?]

[Are they planning to expose in public?

No, if so, Chen Ting would be ruined.]

[Unless they have so evidence, but that’s impossible, I’ve always been careful…]

Wang An’s expression constantly shifted.

[Even if there’s evidence, Chen Ting would be ruined.]

[But what if Chen Ting isn’t afraid?

No, she can’t not be afraid, even if she isn’t, Sister Chen would be, Sister Chen’s family wouldn’t let Chen Ting act like this.]

Wang An slightly relaxed but then involuntarily tensed again.

[Right, it won’t happen.

So they must be here for sothing else, possibly so minor issue, trying to embarrass publicly?]

[Very likely.]

[So when will they launch their attack on ?

Now, or in five minutes, ten minutes, or…]

Bullets are most intimidating in the chamber, and the Damocles Sword is most terrifying when hanging overhead.

Wang An’s mind kept guessing and fluctuating; while distracted in teaching, he also had to guard against potential assaults from Nan Zhubin and the others.

[But why would Tingting co along!]

In his eyes, the once well-behaved Chen Ting now seed sinister.

So, he diverted part of his thoughts and energy to generating anger.

Visibly, Wang An was sweating more and more, as if a blazing desert sun was hanging next to him, thoroughly soaking his collar.

If there were a visible progress bar next to Wang An, one could see that the two values representing [rationality] and [psychological energy] were plumting.

Until—

“Ring—Ring—Ring—”

A university class is usually divided into two segnts, each lasting 45 to 50 minutes.

It’s now break ti.

Upon hearing the bell, Wang An was even happier than the students, unable to resist wiping his forehead and loudly saying,

“Alright, everyone, take a break now, co back in a mont…”

Nan Zhubin: [It’s now]

“Hold on, Teacher Wang.”

Just like in the classroom that day, Wang An almost choked on an incompleted breath.

Watching Nan Zhubin stand up, he forced calm, “Does Mr.

Nan have a question?”

Nan Zhubin maintained his hand-raising gesture and smiled, “Teacher Wang just seed to ntion sothing about Judicial Psychology in class?

I happen to have a few psychological tips and mini-gas on this topic and would like to showcase them during the break, and I might need Teacher Wang’s cooperation.”

Did Wang An ntion Judicial Psychology in his lesson?

Yes, he did.

Xia Tian and Chen Ting are students in this class; it’s precisely because they coordinated in advance that Nan Zhubin chose this class as his opportunity to strike.

“After all, practice leaves a deeper impression than book knowledge,” Nan Zhubin’s expression was an ambiguous smile, “Don’t you think so?”

In other circumstances, Wang An might have just turned and walked away.

But now, panting slightly, he wiped the sweat-soaked bangs off his forehead and countered, “What ga?”

Nan Zhubin replied, “Lie Detection.”

Upon hearing this, Wang An directly laughed.

“Did you bring any equipnt?

Or are you just relying on your eyes?”

Nan Zhubin also laughed, “If there must be a term, it’s probably [Micro-expression Analysis].”

Wang An laughed even more boldly, “Isn’t that already debunked?

It’s pseudoscience.”

Nan Zhubin didn’t argue, instead turned back and said, “Break ti, anyone who wants to head out and stretch can do so.

But if you’re interested, stay and join in learning, it’s quite fascinating.”

Were the students uninterested?

They were extrely interested.

Topics like [Lie Detection] and [Micro-expression Analysis] are so mysterious, they perfectly align with all the stereotypes outsiders have about psychology, and trigger imnse curiosity.

Several students who had stood up imdiately sat down, those who drank too much water rushed to the restroom at lightning speed to return quickly, and others frantically tapped their phone screens, seemingly inviting friends from the neighboring classroom to watch the spectacle together.

The remaining students all focused eagerly on the two people at the podium, with eyes that scread “Get started!”

Basking under the students’ gaze, a strange flush swept across Wang An’s face.