Tokyo Sound

The head teacher, the dean of studies, and the health teacher all looked sad.

He was immersed in his acting skills and superb adaptability.

After a period of silence, it was Teacher Shinmura who slowly spoke to break the pervasive sympathy and sadness.

"The patient is often very sure of his own delusion. Even if the outside guidance is correct, he will only lie to himself in his own mind."

Teacher Shinmura slowly moved the tip of the pen.

"Takizawa-kun, this person is actually the one sitting in front of you. The third person next to her is your crush, Huixiang."

Yin Ze froze completely, and the smile of victory on his face disappeared.

There was only a shout in my ears.

I was shown off.

His prediction was anticipated by the opponent.

Damn it! Why!

Can't afford to play?!

"He is still a child, and now he starts to get confused. What will happen to his future life?" said the dean sadly.

"I said you were a little weird, that's it." The dashing and heroic head teacher also wiped his eyes.

"I think I can still..." Yin Ze said hurriedly.

"It's still not too late to rescue him now." Teacher Xincun agreed and nodded.

"I mean I can explain it!"

Chapter 8 Knowledge is the ladder of human progress

"The most urgent thing is to inform your mother. It is really too painful for her to have such a thing happen without the protection and company of her relatives."

The light of humanity and morality radiates from behind the dean of studies.

"I will also mobilize all the teachers and students in the school to carry out a 'love donation'. With everyone's help, we will definitely be able to raise most of the medical expenses. In addition, I am willing to break the principles of an educator for you and persuade Hui Xiang to go to the hospital to take care of you. I don't advocate premature love, but love is the most mysterious panacea. You will definitely be able to wake up!"

"Then you'd better stick to your principles." Yin Ze interrupted embarrassedly, "It's best to break up a couple who are ambiguous. I don't mind at all."

"He has mental trauma and can't stand seeing other people have good relationships. In the end, he may evolve into an actively dangerous personality." Xincun reminded in a low voice.

"You gave up your high salary to be a health teacher for the cheerleading team. You must be in more danger than me..."

"Don't worry too much, Takizawa-san. Your symptoms can be completely controlled at this stage. It's only a matter of time before you recover. But it looks like you really won't be able to take the college entrance exam."

Mr. Xincun ignored his report and gave pertinent advice.

"And with your current unstable IQ, there's no point in staying in school. You'd better rest and prioritize your physical and mental health."

"You have been making personal attacks since just now. Didn't I just forget about my classmates and answered a few history questions incorrectly? I doubt your medical ethics." Yin Ze was speechless.

"Your condition makes you firmly believe that you are right. This is a characteristic of people with mental disorders and a variation of their self-protection mechanism. Normal people will learn from experience and lessons and slowly come to understand the world correctly."

Teacher Shinmura spoke in a professional tone.

"For example, the question you just answered, what is the name of Amaterasu's grandson? Can you repeat it accurately now?"

"Tian'erqi Shiguo'er Tianjin Hidaka Daily Banneng'er Art Life."

“?” Teacher Niimura.

“?” Dean of Studies.

"?" Tomoko Yasui.

Yin Ze was stunned for a moment. He really said it fluently without any awkwardness.

"Teacher Xincun, look at this?" The dean was suspicious and hesitated to speak.

"Young people nowadays like these second-rate names the most, so it's normal for them to be a little sensitive." Teacher Xincun smiled calmly, "More experimental comparisons to eliminate coincidences are in line with the academic spirit."

"Brother Xincun, can you repeat the name of the grandson of Amaterasu that I just mentioned?" Yin Ze asked curiously.

Teacher Shinmura kept smiling and said nothing.

Then can you memorize a name that you just typed randomly on the keyboard with your face smudged after listening to it twice?

"My ability to absorb correct knowledge and set things right is even better than yours. This way I can prove my innocence." Yin Ze sighed.

"There's something strange about this." Teacher Shinmura scratched his head.

"You firmly believe that you are right and refuse the guidance of others. This is a self-protection mechanism of patients with mental disorders." Yin Ze shook his head slowly.

"..."

"How can this be?" the Dean of Studies said incredulously, "Can a doctor really not heal himself?"

"Director...can you please not classify me as a patient?" Teacher Xincun covered his face helplessly.

"In short, there must be a real patient hidden among us." Yin Ze said confidently, "Earlier, Mr. Xincun revealed his identity as a psychologist and tried to test me first, but I refuted it successfully. He was speechless and the biggest suspect. I suggest that he be killed in the second round of investigation."

"This is just an imitation of Gongjin and Kongming's strategy of sowing discord. The dean of studies has read history and has extraordinary experience. He will not easily repeat Cao Mengde's mistakes." Teacher Xincun chuckled.

"My identity is the dean of studies. I have the highest power in the place and the power to kill. If I were a patient, none of you would survive the third round. And Xincun's identity as a teacher was fully verified when he submitted his resume and file before joining the company. There is no problem." The dean of studies spoke slowly and eloquently.

"In that case, Player 4 is in trouble now. We just have to wait and see how she explains herself and clears herself."

The three of them looked at Tomoko Yasui in unison.

The head teacher's mouth twitched slightly, and anger was clearly visible on her heroic face. She slapped the tea table so hard that it was about to fall, and her Kansai accent broke out.

"Are you three-year-old kids?!"

Tomoko Yasui is a Chinese language teacher and honorary instructor of the karate club.

Hope the table is ok.

The three people who were scolded kept silent and drank tea quietly to hide their fear.

"What's going on with Takizawa? What arrangements will the school make? Give us an explanation immediately!" Tomoko Yasui said loudly.

"That's why I told you that you need more clinical contact." Teacher Niimura put down his teacup. "Takizawa-kun has been behaving in a measured manner and his thoughts and words are clear, but he does have cognitive errors... It's really contradictory."

"It's just that the heartache is hard to heal and hard to face for the time being." Yin Ze waved his hand.

"Take a few more cognitive and memory tests."

Teacher Xincun nodded to the dean of studies, signaling him to set the questions.

"Wait a minute!" Yin Ze interrupted hurriedly when he saw this.

"what happened?"

"I think it's better to record new things on the spot, which will be more convincing."

"That's fine." Teacher Shinmura took out a deck of playing cards from the inner pocket of his white coat. "Then it's easier. Just remember the suits and the order of the cards."

"You brought gambling tools to school? Director, look at him!" Yin Ze happily added fuel to the fire.

"Who said this was poker?"

Teacher Shinmura took out the cards and spread them on the coffee table. Then he saw all kinds of paper people wearing various styles of clothes and posing in various postures.

"This is a collectible commemorative card of the Dongdu Idol Project. Keep it simple first. Draw 6 cards. You look at them for 2 seconds. I cover them, and you repeat."

"can."

Mr. Shinmura gently shuffled and cut the cards, blindly drew the top 6 cards, held them in his hand facing him, but immediately flipped his hand in less than 2 seconds.

"Spade sailor suit 6, diamond school suit 3, diamond bunny girl K, heart bikini 8, spade apron 2, club knee-high socks A."

Yin Ze said slowly, then reacted.

"...Wait, isn't this still a poker card?"

Teacher Xincun on the opposite side ignored his complaints, looked surprised, and turned the page back, doing exactly as he had said.

"You are a smart student, but how come you can't even remember that Lord Qianxin is a woman?" The dean expressed his annoyance.

"Try adding 12 cards." This time, Teacher Xincun held 6 cards in each hand.

Yin Ze just scratched his head and remembered the answer perfectly.

"Add 6 more." Teacher Xincun drew the cards with a huff. Seeing that his hands were not firm, the dean came to help him hold the cards.

10 seconds later.

"Add 6 more, no, add 12!"

20 seconds later.

"Pull again!"

……

A few minutes passed, and three teachers, who were supposed to be role models and spiritual gardeners who nurture the pillars of the country, were seen holding up paper figures of beautiful girls in revealing clothes and seductive postures and pointing them at the innocent and shy high school boy.

"…Spade fishnet stockings Q, heart tights 10, spade western wedding dress 9, diamond denim shorts J, diamond ballet costume 4, king kabuki, heart shrine maiden costume A, spade ceremonial costume 2 - oh my god, I'm finally done!"

Xincun keeps adding more cards until the whole deck is used up.

This time, Yin Ze directly revealed the entire deck of cards, and his throat became dry.

Teacher Shinmura on the opposite side had fallen into complete silence.

Tomoko Yasui was checking the cards to see if there were any clues marked on them.

The Dean of Studies was also studying it, but he was only looking at the illustrations on the card.

"How did you do it?" Teacher Shinmura exclaimed.

“I really remembered it…” Yin Ze was also a little dazed and couldn’t adapt.

If he had such a strong memory, would he have become a college graduate that year?

Even Takizawa was stunned. Even the class teacher who knew him well was stunned.

Retrieving memories is just like opening a notebook and reading it again, fast and accurate.

But it seems to be an active skill, and you must deliberately recall it, which means opening the folder and looking for the history record.

...Otherwise how could he forget that the head teacher would come to his house today.

Yin Ze raised his head slightly, feeling his thoughts surging, an invisible hand moving through his nerves like a fish. Those vague and weathered experiences were picked up from the depths and flipped through, even moving vividly.

Memories are files and videotapes.

Everything this soul has seen, heard, and experienced since it was born with consciousness is contained here.

Just extract it, just watch it.

Yin Ze's nerves twitched and he recalled some childhood memories.

"Let us live together in this world and enjoy the splendor of the world."

...I heard music.

Forget it. From now on, when I take long-distance flights, I will play with my Hammer phone and directly record the history to review and relive classic TV series and movies.

"With this ability, wouldn't I be a human card counter, invincible in offline Landlord fighting?" Yin Ze was full of pride.

"With such abilities, wouldn't you be a walking tutor and the best at closed-book exams?" The Dean of Studies also became excited. "Takizawa-kun, go apply to the University of Tokyo. [Note: Tokyo University, Japan's top university, with an extremely low pass rate for the entrance exam each year] Our school's zero record at the University of Tokyo will change this year because of you!"

"Forget it. The test questions of top universities cannot be answered by rote memorization alone." Yin Ze did not get arrogant.

"The principal has been looking forward to this kind of breakthrough for many years. If successful, the school will reward you generously!"

"A person's life is about continuous learning, hard work and progress. The sea of ​​learning is endless and the journey is hard. More knowledge, higher vision, and a wider world. I want to touch this sky."

Yin Ze lowered his head.

"Director, please guide me."

Chapter 9 Even if I am down and out, I still have dreams

Four p.m.

After a busy day at school, Yin Ze returned to his single happy cabin with a lunch box of heated chicken nuggets from the convenience store downstairs.

The way he tore off his school badge was like an office worker taking off his tie, but unfortunately there was no Yamato Nadeshiko who had prepared bath water to massage his shoulders and feet.