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Chapter 295 - 293: Nan Zhubin Remains Silent, Merely Observing and Analyzing

Chapter 295: Chapter 293: Nan Zhubin Remains Silent, Merely Observing and Analyzing

Ring ring ring——

The bell for the end of class echoed from every speaker throughout the school, surrounding and infiltrating every corner of the campus.

However, despite its thorough loudness, it seemed few people actually listened to it seriously.

In the teaching building, only a few classrooms on the lower floors had students beginning to gradually walk out, rushing toward the canteen;

while the classrooms on the upper floors reacted to the bell like a droplet of water in the ocean—without any change.

Nan Zhubin fixed his gaze toward the direction of the upper floor classrooms, while Vice Principal Ma was still chatting cheerfully with Chonghui.

Clearly, no one thought it necessary to offer any additional explanation for this situation.

At this moment, they were closer to the playground, making it easier to observe the students’ training there, even to hear their training shouts——

...

"Hey Genius, run faster!"

"Run quicker!"

"We can’t eat until you finish your extra training!"

"We’re all doing extra laps with you, so speed up!"

...

At the edge of the field, a row of tall and sturdy sports students were lazily resting, loosening their sore muscles with each other.

There were only three students on the synthetic track, one in front, two in the back.

The leading student had a big buzz cut, wide and stout, seeming like a specialist in shot put or discus throw; at the moment, he was tortured by the long run, sweat streaming down, muscles and fat jiggling as he moved.

The two students behind held something like relay batons, closely following the buzz cut student, occasionally poking him.

The sticks mostly landed on his buttocks, sometimes on his back or shoulders.

But no matter how frequently or swiftly the sticks struck, the buzz cut student showed no change; he seemed to have lost his sense of touch and pain, maintaining an exhausted and sluggish demeanor, jogging in laps.

"Those are students preparing for the physical test." At this point, Vice Principal Ma suddenly left Chonghui, turning to explain to Nan Zhubin.

"The physical test is approaching, but many students’ results are still less than ideal, so they need to make a final sprint to improve."

Nan Zhubin furrowed his brow slightly, first glancing at Vice Principal Ma, then watched the three running students for a while.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on the resting students.

Nan Zhubin was roughly ten meters away from them, making it difficult to see their facial expressions clearly.

But these students’ body language still deconstructed numerous information elements, absorbed into Nan Zhubin’s eyes.

"Hey! What’s with this laziness, either train, go eat, or go back to study, can you all even pass the cultural exams?" Vice Principal Ma suddenly stepped forward, shouting.

The group of languid, observing students instantly sprang up, with physiques over one meter eighty now shrinking like little chicks.

On the track, the two students holding sticks stopped as if electrocuted, only the chased buzz cut student continued running for over ten meters before slowing down, looking around cluelessly.

"Principal, we’re done training, just resting here..." a student bravely replied.

"If you’re done, go eat. Rest back in your dorms properly. If you’re not tired or hungry, head back to the classroom and study! Are you all rich on time? Can you score full marks on exams?"

"...We all need to finish training before we can leave. We have to wait for the extra training to finish as well." This student said, pointing at the confused chubby student on the track.

"Who said that, your coach? Where is your coach?"

"Don’t know, she told us to supervise ourselves..."

Principal Ma waved his hand: "All of you go eat, I said so. Any issues, let your coach come to me!"

The students exchanged lost looks. Finally, the student who first replied to Vice Principal Ma gingerly took a few steps, then jogged to the canteen.

With someone leading, the row of students quickly scattered.

Only the chased buzz cut student was left, panting. When Principal Ma’s tone became more stern, he finally lowered his head, assumed a jogging posture, and slowly made his way to the dorm.

"No student-like behavior at all, clearly all training in sports, yet lazy every day." Vice Principal Ma shook his head, intentionally speaking loudly.

Nan Zhubin’s brow knit more deeply; he noticed not all students finishing training were heading to the canteen, many were directly returning to dorms, or even classrooms.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old students engaged in physical training, should get hungrier faster, more aggressively when hungry.

"Sigh, speaking of which, recently, we had a sports student who accidentally met with an incident." Vice Principal Ma suddenly said again.

Vice Principal Ma’s expression seemed indifferent, yet his tone carried a deliberate effort to draw Nan Zhubin and Chonghui’s attention.

Nan Zhubin and Chonghui ignored this remark.

"Although we do not know what psychological problem, if any, that student had." Vice Principal Ma’s sigh grew louder, "But regardless of whether the incident was due to psychological issues, it served as a wake-up call for us, which is why we troubled both of you to assist us."

Nan Zhubin did not respond.

Chonghui smiled and nodded: "Indeed, the mental health of students is very important. Never expected your school to prioritize it so forward-thinking."

Vice Principal Ma’s expression stiffened a little.

"Hehe, hehe." So he merely chuckled along.

Then the three fell silent, Chonghui looked at Vice Principal Ma, Vice Principal Ma at Chonghui, and Nan Zhubin watched the departing students, momentarily creating a stalemate.

Splash——

It was also at this time, as if by some prearranged understanding, the students on the upper floors finally started to trickle out of the classrooms, converging into a stream of people.

Some students curiously glanced at the duo of Nan Zhubin and Chonghui, who were neither students nor teachers. But perhaps intimidated by Vice Principal Ma’s presence, they quickly averted their gaze, barely lingering even on Nan Zhubin.

The trio stood like rocks amid ocean currents, naturally carving out a small space in the crowd.

Chonghui looked around and suggested, "Principal Ma, for work discussions, let’s find a place to sit down and chat slowly."

Vice Principal Ma chuckled: "Sure, perfect since it’s lunch time, let me take you both to try our staff canteen, we... Mr. Nan?"

Apart from the conversation, Nan Zhubin tilted his head, redirecting his attention to Vice Principal Ma.

"What are you looking at, Mr. Nan?"

Nan Zhubin did not answer.