Crazy Nezha

Yin Jianshe: "Young man, have you thought this through? I'll make your father understand that at his age, so-called love is nothing more than the ultimate path to Nirvana, something that can be comprehended but not cultivated!"

Yang Zijie: "What do you mean?"

Yin Jianshe: "To cultivate love is to actively seek it! True love cannot be forced!"

"Can't get it by begging?" Li Tianbao seemed to be thinking, touched by his second uncle's words. As if he had grasped something, he inexplicably thought of the time he bought a Nezha costume online to play the role. He had actively begged for it, but it was all in vain! If I were Nezha, why would I need to play the role?

If I play myself, am I still myself? I'm just playing someone else! Li Tianbao slowly sat down, caught in a self-contradictory paradox.

Yang Zijie hesitated. What does it mean to be filial without being foolish? My father has never treated me badly; it's just that we have different values!

From each person's perspective, there is no right or wrong!

Therefore, Yang Zijie did not want his father to suffer from incurable psychological trauma!

He had seen Li Tianbao's phone and had seen Yin Jianshe wearing a wig and a dress. If his father found out that Tingting, whom he had a crush on for a long time, was actually played by an old man, he would be forcibly kissed!

Dad's probably going crazy! No! Absolutely not!

Yang Zijie said decisively, "No way! My dad can't take it. This blow would be like the end of the world for him!"

Yin Jianshe: "The world is ending, but I've never had a piece of cut cake."

Li Tianbao chimed in, "I'd rather let Uncle Yang live in the fantasy of a beautiful fairy tale than puncture this veil of falsehood! Second Uncle, you've gone too far!"

Yin Jianshe sang loudly: "You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies, that I could never be your prince..."

Yang Zijie got angry and interrupted, "Uncle, stop singing, it sounds awful!"

Li Tianbao: "Second Uncle, be serious! Junbao is my brother, don't flirt with him!"

Yin Jianshe nodded approvingly, "You're both good kids. Your second uncle was just joking with you. Very good, excellent!"

Yang Zijie said, "Uncle, could you please connect with my dad for a chat when he needs emotional support, and gradually distance yourself from him? Don't abruptly cut ties!"

Yin Jianshe: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Li Tianbao thought about it and ultimately decided not to tell his second uncle that he had signed up for the Wulin Feng Folk Tournament. He was afraid his elders would worry. Although they would find out sooner or later, Li Tianbao didn't want to be stopped by his family before it even started!

Real-world combat is the best way to practice external martial arts, and given my current situation, this kind of amateur fighting competition is the most suitable.

Li Tianbao: "Junbao, what are your plans next?"

Yang Zijie looked disappointed. "Sigh, whether it's a physical examination or a psychological test, the results are all normal. I can't get a mental illness certificate."

Yin Jianshe was completely bewildered. "Young man, why do you insist on getting a mental illness certificate? Are you out of your mind?"

Yang Zijie: "If I were diagnosed with a mental illness, my dad wouldn't force me to raise sheep anymore. I could then reasonably do what I want! I want to start a film and television company!"

Yin Jianshe: "Hey, what kind of twisted logic is this?"

Yang Zijie: "Uncle, you're living a life of luxury but you don't know how lucky you are. You have the certificate, so of course you can talk like that without any pain. I'm the one who's pitiful. Ugh, so annoying."

Yin Jianshe's eyelids twitched. What's wrong with these young people? First Sun Baoqiang, and now Yang Zijie. Why do they all want to pretend to be mentally ill? They must have their reasons for faking it. These two kids... sigh...

Li Tianbao: "Don't worry about getting the certificate, I'll figure something out."

Yang Zijie's eyes grew increasingly determined. "If it really doesn't work, I'll go streak around the place right now. For my ideals, I'm willing to be shameless!"

Li Tianbao: "No way! You have to have ideals, but you also have to save face! Junbao, I have a plan that can get you your license instantly!"

"Oh? Tell me about it?"

"Come closer to me."

Yang Zijie leaned his head over, and Li Tianbao muttered a few words under his breath. Yang Zijie's expression gradually changed... first he stiffened, then he struggled, and finally he laughed... He laughed very happily and freely.

Yin Jianshe looked curious. "What did you say to him? Tell me, maybe I can help."

Li Tianbao looked disgusted. "Second Uncle, don't get involved in this."

The two of them went out mysteriously.

……

The Vice Dean's Office.

A balding, middle-aged doctor with an angry expression.

"This Li Tianbao! Fighting, drinking, and having complete freedom of movement are bad enough, but forming gangs and creating chaos is bad enough, and now he's raising goats at the hospital! How much bribe money has Dean Yang taken from him to tolerate this?!"

Dr. Sun quickly closed the door and whispered, "Dean He, please be careful what you say! You can't say anything reckless."

He Wenzhong, one of the seven vice presidents of the Sixth Academy, had always harbored resentment towards President Yang, which he had kept hidden in his heart for many years!

Dr. Sun: "I'll squeeze some orange juice for you."

This office is a small suite, with a bed, a small bathroom, and a small refrigerator in each room.

He Wenzhong is a superstitious health enthusiast. Every day before breakfast, without fail, he eats an apple and two dates, claiming it's to fight aging!

Half an hour after breakfast, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, without sugar, has been his habit for many years.

As his subordinate, Dr. Sun was well aware of his boss's habit. At this moment, he skillfully washed the oranges clean, put them into the juicer with the peel on, and used pure physical pressing...

"Dean He, have some orange juice, don't be angry."

He Wenzhong: "Little Sun, I just don't understand. We were both doing this for the good of the hospital, so why did I do so much quietly, only to have Wang Yutian beat me to it!"

Dr. Sun smiled. "Dr. Wang is Li Tianbao's attending physician, a junior colleague of Director Yin, and the successor that Dean He intends to groom."

"Sigh." He Wenzhong sat down, looking dejected.

Dr. Sun, adding fuel to the fire with a look of regret, said, "Before the old director retired, you were firmly in the position of director. Who knew... Director Yang would make a comeback. Alas, it's all fate."

Ding—Dr. Sun's phone rang with a message. Looking down, her expression changed slightly.

"Dean He, I need to take care of some things."

"What happened?"

Dr. Sun: "Ma Hongwei from Building 4 has taken a few people to the back of the cafeteria. They're probably looking for that goat."

"Ma Hongwei? You were one of the new patients I admitted last year?"

Dr. Sun: "Yes, Ma Hongwei's problem is very serious. He has a penchant for animal cruelty. Before he was brought in, he plucked the feathers off a chicken while it was still alive..."

He Wenzhong: "Then hurry up and go... wait!"

Dr. Sun noticed that Dean He's complexion changed unpredictably.

He Wenzhong downed the orange juice in one gulp and said in a deep voice, "Make me another glass of orange juice."

Dr. Sun was taken aback, then asked in surprise, "You mean... we should just abandon Ma Hongwei? Is that appropriate...?"

He Wenzhong chuckled. "Sun Xuexi, how many years have you been in this position?"

Dr. Sun: "It's been almost ten years, and you're asking about this..."

He Wenzhong said calmly, "Director Xu of the Procurement Office will retire in the second half of the year, and I will be in charge of this area. I think we should mention those comrades who have a clear stance. Don't you agree, Director Sun?"

Dr. Sun took out his phone and looked at the text message sent by the nurse. Just then, his phone rang. It was the nurse on duty calling.

Dr. Sun was stunned for three seconds, then threw his phone directly into the fish tank!

"My phone got wet! I didn't see the text message."

"Hehe." He Wenzhong chuckled in a distinctive, slightly savory voice.

Dr. Sun quickly said, "If Ma Hongwei really killed that sheep, given Li Tianbao's temperament, wouldn't he fight him to the death?"

He Wenzhong chuckled, "Since Dean Yang is so indulgent towards Li Tianbao, then let's give him a push and let him burn!"

……

In the backyard of the large canteen, Ma Hongwei led several patients in a circle, with the black goat trapped in the middle, running around in a panic.

One of them was a black guy, a foreign friend!

They drove the black goats away with sticks and stones, laughing wildly and having a great time.

It's just like an ancient bully harassing a respectable woman in the street!

Ma Hongwei, with a lewd grin, said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Fatty, get the condoms out!"

The fat man was shocked: "Boss, you don't mean to...?"

Ma Hongwei: "What the hell are you thinking, Tabo? It's time to show your loyalty!"

The black guy had curly hair, and his Mandarin was fairly fluent. "Sir, are you sure you want me to do something so crazy?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Old Black scoffed, "Can I not wear it?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the black goat broke free of the encirclement and ran for its life, bleating as it ran.

Immediately, Old Black grabbed the sheep's tail tightly and dragged it back.

"This is terrible! Help!" Leopard Head screamed.

"What are you doing?" A thin man with small eyes and an angry expression appeared around the corner! It was Sun Baoqiang!

Ma Hongwei turned his head and exclaimed, "Oh ho, it's Sun Baoqiang!"

"You know me? Who are you?" Sun Baoqiang asked, slightly surprised. "What do you want? Why are you bullying that sheep?"

Ma Hongwei became inexplicably agitated: "What's wrong with bullying sheep? Why can't I bully sheep? What law says I can't bully sheep? I'm going to bully sheep anyway!!"

"Why can't I bully things weaker than me! Why can't I!"

Seeing that the other side outnumbered him and seemed to be deliberately looking for trouble, Sun Baoqiang shouted, "Let me tell you, that sheep belongs to Li Tianbao! Do you know Li Tianbao? He's a relative of Dr. Wang, even Dean Yang gives him face!"

Ma Hongwei tossed his head, his head bobbing back and forth, walked with a shrug, and put his hands around Sun Baoqiang's head, saying in a deep voice, "Tsk tsk tsk, my name is Ma Hongwei."

She said, and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead.

Sun Baoqiang jumped back, quickly wiping his face with his sleeve, and shouted, "We're all mentally ill, you can use your hands, but don't use your mouth!!"

Ma Hongwei yelled, "What's wrong with using your mouth? Get lost!"

Sun Baoqiang was trembling with rage. He bent down, picked up a stone, glared at the seven or eight tall, burly men opposite him, and roared, "Fine, get out!"

After saying that, he ran quickly towards Building 3!

"Brother Tianbao, Brother Tianbao, someone's trying to kill your sheep!!"