Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"Perhaps you have a stereotyped understanding of campus bullying. Even speaking from experience, it is unwise."

Zhou Jiangyan leaned his back on the wheelchair, and his voice flowed into the hearts of everyone present like a clear spring, with a soothing power.

"For example, is it possible that the person being bullied in this incident is not someone who is not worthy of being bullied to the onlookers."

"In other words, the indifference of bystanders may not be because they hinder the bully's authority, but for other reasons."

The ideas described by Ji Lingsheng and Shi Jixuan are based on their experience as top players, and they have many merits. Just like a formula for solving a problem, you can directly put the conditions into it and finally get the answer.

However, in some respects, these "formulas" do not cover all question types, and the answers cannot be obtained simply and directly.

"There is not much space in the newspaper, and it just summarizes the incidents of students being bullied. The content of bullying is mostly slaps in the face, verbal abuse, some pranks, and exclusion and isolation. It does not appear what you are talking about. The things that were said in the copy were excessive.”

When Zhou Jiangyan said this, he turned his head in discomfort and coughed twice. When he turned back, it was obvious that his face had turned pale. But he continued talking, his voice a little more hoarse.

"Obviously this is not enough to prove anything, but it can make a preliminary judgment."

"First, in the above incidents, there is less substantive harm to the bullied, and most of them are insults, isolation, and mental harm."

"Secondly, there is the status and attitude of everyone in this bullying. In this ordinary school, the social status of the students should be similar. This alone eliminates some of what Ling Sheng said Factors of being bullied..."

"..."

Next, everyone heard Zhou Jiangyan slowly begin to analyze this matter at different levels, as if peeling off a cocoon and spinning out silk. From identity to position, it is organized, comprehensive, and irrefutable.

His voice was gentle, yet inexplicably powerful.

“When encountering campus bullying, under the brainwashing and influence of some people in life, they will preconceptionally regard the victim of this bullying as a black sheep who is unable to fight back, that is, a weak alternative existence. "

"The black sheep effect is true in many cases, but thinking cannot be imprisoned by this."

"Sometimes, black sheep may not be docile or weak and are bullied, while Aries may not necessarily follow the crowd blindly or be afraid of getting burned."

"In the view I put forward, the variable appears in the white sheep and the black sheep. Of course, the butcher is guilty, there is no doubt about it."

"Going back to what I said at the beginning, there may be other reasons for the inaction in schools."

"This matter is very general, even one-sided. Cough cough cough cough... Sorry. I have little knowledge, so I can only roughly divide it into three categories: active, forced and others."

"Cough cough cough..."

The night had gradually darkened, and Zhou Jiangyan's expression was so fragile that he seemed to be so transparent that he was about to disappear in the wind. His face was bloodless, almost like a dead person, although this did not affect his beauty.

He breathed calmly, raised his eyes and looked at Gu Canyue, and his eyes happened to meet his distressed eyes. His eyes flickered, as if he was drowning.

Seeing Zhou Jiangyan's gaze, Gu Canyue came back to consciousness from his words, as if she had just finished listening to a wonderful concert.

"Zangyue, I may not be able to say that many words, please..."

"Of course, and you don't have to say 'please', Yan."

The two smiled at each other.

Ji Lingsheng curled his lips secretly, feeling a little unhappy for no reason. It was a bit unpleasant to see the two of them enjoying themselves so harmoniously that no one could get in the way.

Shi Jixuan, who was beside him, puffed up his face even more. His bulging little face was so angry that it turned red and turned green from holding in his anger. It was obvious that he had been holding it in very hard.

Ye Yu who was beside them just smiled secretly, but also glanced at Zhou Jiangyan in confusion. He remembered that they had never met Gu Canyue, and communication was impossible.

"Ahem," Gu Canyue cleared her throat and began, "Mo He and I visited the rooms in the hotel that are not occupied by players, namely Room 201, Room 206 and Room 302."

"Among them, Room 201 lives with a novelist. Yan and I also met him at noon today."

"As far as I know, he is an author of horror novels. He has been living in a hotel for the past three months, retreating in order to collect inspiration and compile new novels."

"He's not very good at talking, and he seems a little afraid of outsiders. I also took a low-level trick box to test him, and he cried. He must be quite timid, and..."

"And I scared him, but he didn't seem angry. He just kept apologizing to me. Practice makes perfect with humble gestures."

"Then there is Room 206. There is a family of three living there. They don't live there long-term. They seem to be leaving soon, but there are some unspeakable secrets that keep them here."

"The child in the family is a slightly fat boy. I also took out a low-level trick box and gave it to him, and he took it away and put it aside."

"It must have been an rude child, and his parents didn't want to take care of it. Then I left and watched the image on the monitor in the corridor."

"The kid ended up being frightened by the trick box, and judging by his reaction, he seemed to have some post-traumatic stress disorder."

"His parents went to comfort him when he was scared, and teased him after he calmed down. They said: Our child is scared."

"The child didn't seem very happy when he heard this, and even refuted his parents with an angry tone. He said that he was just a little overreacted, but in fact he wasn't scared at all. If he really wanted to do something terrible, it would be totally unacceptable. There’s no problem, and the box isn’t scary or anything.”

"Then he dropped my box and broke the monitor."