Chapter 11 Personality disorders caused by lack of care in childhood This was the first time Chen Mo was punished to stand. He used to nag in the teachers' ears every day, which was annoying, but he wouldn't say a word when they really had to work, so no one really bothered with him. But this time he really became conspicuous, standing outside the lecture hall, which was between three teaching buildings that formed a U shape. For him, this kind of thing didn't matter. He held the thermos cup and drank tea while adding some. [Spiritual Acuity: 292/300.] It’s almost eight o’clock. Where can I get it? According to incomplete statistics, the number of words a normal man speaks per day is between 2000 and 4000. If he or she is engaged in a profession that requires talking, it may be slightly more, but no matter who you are, speaking 8000 words is not a small task. However, Chen Mo has already practiced it. He is now just considering who to find. As for the content, it is not difficult for him at all. While he was thinking, he saw a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard walking towards him, and his eyes fell on him without disguising. The man's hair was neither long nor short and a little messy, and the stubble on his chin was also untrimmed. It might be a bit harsh to say that he was middle-aged. At least Chen Mo didn't know whether he could be considered middle-aged because he looked to be in his early thirties.
But no matter what his age is, this man has a sense of decadence of a vicissitudes of life uncle. The main source of this feeling is that his facial features are too handsome. If he looks a little uglier, he would be called greasy. "Young man, why are you standing here alone?" "Isn't it next month that we're going to select the advanced class? Why don't you go to the playground to practice?" "Don't you want to go to the inner courtyard?" "Oh, no wonder, you seem to have just reached the state of enlightenment, I guess..." The uncle seems to be quite talkative. Chen Mo's desire to win suddenly increased. "Uncle, how can you say that? Until the last moment, who can be sure that the direction of things will not change?" "How do you know that I'm not working hard at this moment?" "What if. hmm?" Halfway through his speech, Chen Mo suddenly fell silent. Because he saw that the current word count cycle on the panel began to increase again. "Uh, may I ask who this uncle is?" To be honest, he didn't think so because the guy looked a bit sloppy. "My name is Lin Xiangyun, and I'm the chief instructor in the inner courtyard." The man answered seriously. ".I'm sorry, I spoke a little loudly just now." It’s not that Chen Mo is a coward, it’s mainly because the chief instructor of the inner courtyard is not an ordinary person, he is from the martial arts academy. Different from Zhu Xiaoju, Zhang Gangqiang and others who have already left, the head instructor of each martial arts school's inner courtyard must be a formal disciple of the martial arts school. They come to the martial arts school only on official business and may be rotated back after a while. In this world, a martial arts academy is not equivalent to a university. It is actually a large complex that combines education, business, and military power. In some small countries, martial arts academies have even effectively bypassed the government.
This is why everyone is flocking to that place. Of course, China is a big country, and the Martial Academy does not have that much power, but it still holds an important position. Lin Xiangyun chuckled a few times. "What did you mean, what if?" Chen Mo said with a scalp: "If one day, I enter the inner courtyard, how can you say that I didn't work hard?" He rarely stuttered, but he was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the strong man from the martial arts academy. Lin Xiangyun's eyebrows twitched back and forth a few times. No matter how he looked at it, this guy seemed to have just broken through to the Awakening Stage. "Then, I wish you success. I'll be waiting for you in the inner courtyard, haha." He winked and strode away. Chen Mo stared at the figure's back, thinking that the gait and momentum looked no different. He stared at the man until he walked away, then he heard a voice from behind. "What are you looking at?" Chen Mo turned around and saw the smiling round-faced girl, who was wearing a light green loose short-sleeved shirt and slightly tight sports shorts. She looked very energetic. "Nothing, why don't you practice?" he asked. Huang Cui snorted: "I heard someone was standing here as punishment, and I knew it was you." Chen Mo grinned foolishly and said, "It's so uncomfortable. I have things to do, but Old Wu insisted that I stand here." Although he had just spoken a few words to the inner courtyard chief instructor named Lin Xiangyun, the words he spoke did not even complete a cycle, and of course did not produce enough experience. Huang Cui curled her lips and said, "Okay, I'll stand for you for a while. I'll stand behind the tree so Old Wu can't see me." Chen Mo grabbed her hand excitedly: "Really, Cuicui! You are such a nice person. Don't worry, I will be back as soon as I finish my work." "Let go!" Huang Cui's face turned red and she pulled her hand away, but Chen Mo had already run away. The atmosphere in the conference room had become casual. Even though all the people present were teachers from the martial arts school, the meetings that lasted for several hours still made people drowsy. Fortunately, this meeting is finally coming to an end. ".Please all faculty and staff understand the spirit and seize the last minute to ensure that students are fully prepared before the selection. Finally, I would like to give an additional reminder that everyone should pay attention to the psychological state of students to avoid being unable to fully demonstrate their strength at critical moments due to pressure." "Well, that's all for today." The vice president in charge of academic affairs concluded his speech. Hua la la la—— After prolonged applause, the crowd began to leave through the front and back doors. Everyone's applause was genuine because the meeting ended half an hour earlier than expected. “Hey, that student is still here.”
"From Lao Wu's class." "Class 1 has pretty good grades, but there is actually a gang leader like this." Old Wu walked through the crowd and came to the side of the corridor. He saw a student standing under a tree from a distance, but he couldn't see anything clearly because of the flower beds and bushes blocking the view. He could only be sure that there was someone there, so he didn't notice anything wrong. He thought for a moment, cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back and walked over. "Chen Mo, do you realize your mistake?" The back remained silent. "I'm asking you something!" Still silent. "Tsk, what are you doing?" As he spoke, Old Wu had already turned around the flower bed, walked around the camphor tree, and then saw the girl's round face. "Huang Cui, why is it you?" Old Wu subconsciously softened his tone. After all, this was the second-ranked student in the class. But he quickly realized the situation, so he deliberately frowned and said coldly, "Where's Chen Mo?! What on earth are you doing?" Huang Cui laughed awkwardly, scratched her head, and said in a muffled voice: "Teacher Wu, you are wrong. Although I look a lot like Huang Cui, I am actually Chen Mo." "." Old Wu didn't know what to say anymore. "Cui Cui, you are different from others. Lying is not suitable for you." Chen Mo!! Old Wu felt annoyed. Look what you have done to your honest deskmate! He glanced to the side casually, and actually saw a man carrying Chen Mo and walking towards him. Old Wu felt that this person looked familiar. He looked at him carefully, and when he remembered their identities, his eyes darkened. "Why are you causing trouble in the administration building again?" Chen Mo waved awkwardly: "Teacher Wu, I'm sorry, I didn't run away again. I embarrassed you." "The point isn't that he didn't run away!" Old Wu was devastated and turned to the faculty and staff of the two administrative buildings to apologize, "I'm sorry, Director Zhang." The staff in the administration building was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Don't get me wrong, Teacher Wu, I'm fine, I just feel bad about this guy in your class." He threw Chen Mo down and made a gesture to ask for his permission to talk. After he was by his side, he said to Old Wu, "I feel like there's something wrong with his mental state. I suspect it's a personality disorder caused by a lack of love and care in his childhood." ".Okay, thank you for your help." Old Wu looked at Chen Mo who was grinning and sighed deeply. (End of this chapter)