Qianbao was speechless, waved her hand and let him go.
"You can go."
"No way, teacher, you don't believe me." Jiang Nian had quite a rebellious streak, "Actually, I still prefer attending class. I won't say who signed me up."
"Psychological Commissioner, do you have any clues?"
The class erupted in laughter, as they considered going to the psychological counseling room not a good thing.
It's mainly about not being free, and... having psychological issues doesn't sound great. If it was called something like an abstinence office, it might be better.
Yu Zhiyi couldn't say a word, just buried her head, pretending to be dead.
What could she say?
The English teacher had an expression like, "Even my son understands Japan?"
She clearly didn't believe Jiang Nian would have any psychological issues, and indeed... it was just a school task to fill in names.
Meetings for collective psychological counseling, taking photos for records, just passing time.
