As soon as he went to school in the morning, Ling Cang found that the atmosphere in the school was not right. The students gathered in small groups and whispered, and then dispersed as soon as they saw the teacher coming.
What everyone was discussing was the fight between the Northeast Gang and the Chaoshan Gang. The news spread quickly and many students knew about it. Only the leaders and teachers were kept in the dark.
People who are related to both gangs are concerned about who will win, and people who are not related are also very excited. Campus life is a time when blood boils, but students obviously spill their blood in the wrong place. In comparison, Ling Cang cherishes it very much. My own passion, as the initiator, has always been calm, as if nothing happened.
The club had activities in the evening. After the day's classes, Ling Cang went to the gymnasium and found many club members standing on the balcony and looking around.
There is a not too high mountain behind the school. The scenery is nice, but it is not a tourist attraction. Very few people go there every day. From the perspective of the gymnasium, you can vaguely see two groups of people gathered on the mountain. They are only two or three meters away. These people are They were all carrying guys, and they were arguing fiercely about something, and it looked like they were about to get into a fight.
The members were all speculating on who would win. Ling Cang even saw from a distance that even the dead pigs had their big heads sticking out from the dormitory, looking towards the back mountain with the binoculars they usually used for peeping.
Ling Cang was just thinking about how to get everyone to calm down and go back to the activities, but he heard a grumble coming from behind him. It was Tongtong's voice: "What kind of ghost school is this? How come there are gangs and they have to duel with each other..."
"There are black sheep everywhere..." Lin Xuening advised from the side: "They do their thing, we just have to study hard,"
"Sister Xuening, you can't say that. The environment of a school is very important. My dad sent me here just because he heard that the environment of No. 1 Middle School is good," Tongtong became more and more angry as he spoke, and snorted heavily: " Who would have thought that it would be like this? The teachers here are useless, they don’t know that such a big thing has happened, and they don’t even think about how to deal with it.”
"No, the teachers in No. 1 Middle School are very good. The teacher in No. 1 Middle School is Yaxi." Ling Cang turned around, looked at Tongtong and said seriously: "What these people want to do is not something the teacher can control."
The two had different starting points when commenting on teachers. Tongtong was angry that teachers failed to prevent school violence, while Ling Cang thought of Zhang Linglan's graceful figure and attractive face.
I don't know why, but Ling Cang always felt that Zhang Linglan, who came from the sky, was not that simple. But before this beauty could turn into trouble, other troubles came first.
"It's a fight, it's a fight," the other girls in the club suddenly screamed. They didn't have Tongtong's sense of justice and looked on with excitement.
At this time, on the back mountain, the Northeast Gang and the Chaoshan Gang were already fighting together. Everyone waved the guys in their hands to each other. It wasn't too intense at first, but as people on both sides were injured, the scene started to get crazy. , there were also a lot of faint screams.
The girls were a little dumbfounded. They no longer screamed excitedly, but stared blankly. After a while, someone said worriedly: "No lives will be lost..."
"It would be better if everyone died," Tongtong just complained: "Otherwise, this school will not be able to get better."
Ling Cang said calmly: "Don't say that everyone is dead. Even if only three or five people die, the first person to be unlucky is not the school, but your father."
Tongtong didn't react for a moment and asked blankly: "Why?"
"These students all have backgrounds. If a case like this occurs under your father's administration, he cannot absolve himself of the blame,"
"That's right." Tongtong was a little scared: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Hurry up and call your dad and ask him to send someone over right away," Ling Cang shrugged and said calmly, "Even if we arrest everyone, it would be better than them being injured and dead."
The Minghai police are very efficient and attach great importance to No. 1 Middle School. Within ten minutes of Tongtong's call, more than 20 police cars roared over, and then dozens of police officers came down and rushed towards the back hill.
The Northeast Gang and the Chaoshan Gang were fighting fiercely, and they didn't expect the police to come. They almost unanimously let each other go, leaving the guys in their hands and scattering.
Next, I saw the police arresting people all over the country. When they caught a student, they pinned him to the ground, put the handcuffs on and took him to the car. At this time, the school also got the news. Li Wentao came quickly with several leaders, which was quite a bit strange. He excitedly negotiated with the police.
Zhu Hong was originally rushing to the front, but when he wanted to escape, he found that there were crowds of people everywhere. He desperately pushed away the two Chaoshan gang members who were blocking the front, and jumped out into the woods.
The two policemen noticed that Zhu Hong was the leader and followed closely. One of them jumped from behind and threw Zhu Hong to the ground. The other rushed over and cut his hands behind his back, and put a pair of yellow bracelets on Zhu Hong.
In gangster movies, it seems that the younger brothers are desperately trying to cover the boss's retreat, but the students are not so loyal. Like Zhu Hong, none of the key members of the two gangs slipped through the net, and those who escaped in time were all ordinary members.
After a while, the police escorted more than 20 students away, while Li Wentao and others followed closely behind.
"Okay, it's over. Let's go back and continue our activities." Ling Cang clapped his hands and said nonchalantly: "If anyone wants to know what happened next, they will all be arrested by the police together."
"They shouldn't fight..." Huang Xianli came over at this time, timidly stretched out his head from behind Ling Cang and looked towards the back mountain: "It's too scary..."
"Xianli, your Mandarin is getting better and better..." Tongtong complimented casually, but after taking a look at Huang Xianli, he shuddered: "Eh~~~~~~,"
Huang Xianli did not change into her social uniform. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a tight-fitting sweatshirt with bright red cherries printed all over her upper body. She looked very cute, but it was this sweatshirt that made Tongtong feel panic.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Xuening touched Tongtong's forehead and asked with concern, "Are you sick?"
"I...it's okay..." Tongtong trembled slightly and pointed at Huang Xianli's clothes: "You...stay away from me, okay?"
"What's wrong?" Huang Xianli felt wronged and looked at her clothes: "There are no stamps on them..."
"No...not a bug..." Tongtong turned his head and tried not to look at Huang Xianli: "I was interested in your dress..."
Lin Xuening was also confused and asked rather strangely: "The pretty clothes are very good. What's wrong with you?"
"I..." Tongtong hesitated for a moment, then looked around to make sure there was no one else, and then replied softly: "I have been scared when seeing dense things since I was a child..."
The three girls were attracted by this strange word and asked in unison: "What phobia?"
"Intense object phobia is sensitivity to regularly or irregularly densely arranged smaller objects. After seeing them, you will feel numb on the scalp, dizziness and nausea,"
"Well, I have this symptom..." Tongtong just said, rolled his eyes, and immediately clenched his pink fist to take it out, assuming a posture of wanting to fight: "Wait, you mean, I have a mental illness,"
"Actually, the vast majority of people have psychological problems of one kind or another, but they usually don't break out and are not noticed," Ling Cang took two steps back and nervously looked at Tongtong's fists and said, " Specific to intensive object phobia, almost everyone has it, and the degree varies from person to person. The lotus pod pictures popular on the Internet make people feel sick, and they take advantage of this psychological effect."
"I know," Tongtong recovered quickly. After sorting out his emotions, he confidently said to everyone, "I'm fine. Let's go back and continue our activities."
Several people talked and returned to the gym. Ling Cang noticed that although Tongtong appeared to be strong, he always tried not to look at Huang Xianli. As for Huang Xianli, she also felt a little embarrassed and quickly took off her sweatshirt and changed into a new one. Went to social services.
When the club activities were over, Ling Cang walked toward the apartment under the moonlight and found someone chasing him.
"Hey," Tongtong patted Ling Cang on the shoulder from behind: "Do you have time? Can we chat?"
Ling Cang turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"
Tongtong was wearing a white sportswear. Because she had just exercised, her face was a little red. She looked particularly cute standing under the moonlight. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail behind her head. She looked a little playful: "It's convenient to chat. ,"
"Convenient," Ling Cang looked around and then said, "Anyway, there is no one around."
"Hey, what do you mean?" Tongtong's face turned red: "I'm telling you, I'm looking for you on a serious matter, so don't make any mistakes, otherwise I'll tell dad to take you back and put you in jail."
"You misunderstood," Ling Cang explained expressionlessly: "I'm worried that if some girls see you talking to me alone, they will be jealous of you and then slap you with a brick."
"Tch, you think you are the school sweetheart. You are so popular with girls, but in fact you are a big hooligan." Tongtong circled around Lingcang and looked him up and down several times: "But then again, you Although people are gangsters, they know a lot of things."
"You want to ask me about trypophobia,"
Tongtong bit his lip and nodded slightly after a while: "Yes..."
"I said, this is a normal psychological effect, it's no big deal,"
"But... my symptoms are a little more serious..." Tongtong lowered his head, fiddled with his clothes, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "I feel sick when I see dense things. Sometimes I can't even eat rice. Keep your eyes closed..."
"Oh," Ling Cang smiled: "Most girls are afraid of snakes, insects, rats, ants and the like. What you are afraid of is quite different."
"You know, I will be a policeman in the future, and the police must be fearless," Tongtong suddenly puffed up his chest, and his well-developed chest just stood up: "I am not afraid of any snakes, insects, rats, or ants, so I can't be defeated by small things,"
"This is easy, just go see a psychiatrist,"
"I... am embarrassed to go," Tongtong raised his head and glanced at Ling Cang secretly, and then said: "I found that you understand psychology very well, so I want you to help me,"
"Okay," Ling Cang smiled and nodded: "Although I am not a professional psychologist, I have some experience in psychology..."
"Then tell me quickly," Tongtong was very excited and grabbed Ling Cang's arm: "What should I do?"
The feeling of being held by Rou Cui should have been good, but Tongtong was not gentle at all. On the contrary, he was very strong, which made Ling Cang feel a little painful: "Let go of your hand first..."
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Tongtong smiled awkwardly: "Just tell me quickly,"
"I said that this is a very common psychological problem. Similar to it are phobia of sharp objects and fear of heights. Other psychological problems, such as claustrophobia, are often caused by psychological trauma in the same year. , but these types of phobias are often unfounded. Almost everyone has dense object phobia, and fear of heights also covers more than 90% of modern urban people, so generally no treatment is needed. ," After a pause, Ling Cang continued to introduce: "If it develops to a certain level, like you, treatment is necessary. As for the specific method, it is actually very simple. There is no need for injections and medicine. There are only two types. ,,Exposure Therapy and Morita Therapy,”
"I don't understand at all..." Tongtong scratched his head and asked strangely: "Is there any difference between the two?"
"The so-called 'exposure therapy' is to force contact with the things that cause fear, so that the psychology is greatly stimulated. Slowly, you will establish a new understanding of the fearful image, and subconsciously understand that there is no need to be afraid. To put it bluntly, You just have to look more and more until you feel nothing. This process is called 'desensitization'; as for 'Morita therapy', it actually means letting nature take its course, establishing a calm mind, accepting and obeying the objective laws of how things operate, and ultimately breaking the object. Interaction with the spirit, to achieve this requires you to face negative experiences under correct guidance, bravely accept the occurrence of various symptoms, and focus on what you should do,"
"Which one is better?"
"Exposure therapy has quick effects, but it is a bit dangerous and may cause psychological disorders in overly sensitive people. As for Morita therapy, the effect is very good, but it requires someone to guide you, and the process is also a bit slow,"
"I want quick results, not slow ones, and I don't want others to help me," Tongtong said bravely, her face flushed, "I want exposure therapy,"
"This is simple..." Ling Cang said, raising his finger to point in the distance: "Just go there and stay there often,"
Using the gentle moonlight and street lights, Tongtong looked in the direction of Ling Cang's finger and shuddered immediately.