Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  The Mercedes-Benz RV just stopped in the courtyard of the villa, and Zhang He hurriedly jumped down, shouting: "I'll go see if anyone scolds Tang Chong----"

  She smiled with her eyes open, jumping and jumping, where is the look of worrying about her comrades?

  Bai Su felt embarrassed and said apologetically to Tang Chong: "He Ben is just that kind of person - actually not a bad guy. Don't take it to heart."

  "How could this be? If I have to mind every little thing with others, how can I go on living?"

  Bai Su felt that her consolation was unnecessary.

  This guy, with a face so thick and a psychological endurance so strong, how could he take this small matter to heart?

  Besides, what's meant by being calculative about everything with others?

  Who is it that gets up at six o'clock every morning to exercise and makes so much noise that others can't sleep? If everyone were to take revenge on him, wouldn't they chop him into pieces and stew him in a ginseng soup?

  "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Trust me, I'm a professional. You have to trust my professionalism." Ah Ken poked his head out of the car and gently patted Tang Chong's shoulder.

  When Tang Chong turned around and looked over, he was so frightened that he retreated several steps. It seemed as if Tang Chong would grab his neck and lift him up in a fit of rage.

  Tang Zhong shook his head helplessly. It seemed that getting this guy to change his way of addressing him wasn't going to be an easy task.

  "Ah! Come and see!" Zhang He's surprised voice came from the living room.

  Everyone quickly entered the house and saw Zhang Heben sitting on a high stool in front of the window, holding a small Apple laptop in his arms.

  Zhang He beckoned to the crowd entering the house, his small face flushed with excitement, and shouted loudly: "Come and see quickly. Many people are scolding Tang Chong."

  Tang Chong almost fell to the ground. Others scolded me, it's not like they were praising me, do you need to be so happy about it?

  Bai Su's expression was solemn as she walked over, took the notebook from Zhang Heben's hand and placed it on the wooden bar, then opened a news article.

  "Butterfly combination endorsement MIFU, Tang Xin kicked a fan flying with one foot-----"

  "Damn it." Bai Su cursed.

  Then she quickly closed this news and opened a video.

  "Butterfly combination spokesperson scene stirred up controversy, Tang Xin kicked enthusiastic fans away with one foot ---- what's going on here? Listen to the editor explain it carefully."

  After watching the video, Bai Su's face looked even more unpleasant. She said: "These unscrupulous reporters, they are afraid that the world is not chaotic enough-----they didn't go to find out the truth at all, but just published their own speculations as news articles. It's really hateful."

  "It's fine. Just scold Tang Chong and that would be enough. But instead, you also scolded me and Hui Yin sister." Zhang He said discontentedly.

  The Butterfly Combo is a 'combo', those netizens who were blinded by news and videos not only scolded 'Tang Xin' but also scolded the other two members of the Butterfly Combo together - this makes Tang Chong feel that there is still 'justice' in the world.

  "Bad people. They're all bad people." Ah Ken stomped his foot in anger, his beautiful big eyes reddening. "How can they bully our Xiao Xin like this? Su Su, you have to quickly call Liu and get him to release the truth of the video immediately."

  "It's no use."

  "Why didn't you use it?" Akane angrily asked.

  "Because up until now, there hasn't been a single report that has revealed the true facts of the matter, proving that MIFU is happy to see things blow up. The bigger the fuss, the higher their brand awareness."

  "Isn't that a smear on their brand image?" Heben asked with an innocent face.

  "This smear is only temporary." Bai Su said. "The audience will be blinded by the reports of the journalists for a short time, and will attack the Butterfly Combination, attack the clothing brand you endorse - even threaten to refuse to buy any MIFU clothes. But when MIFU releases the video recording on site, will everyone still think so?"

  "So you're saying we don't have to do anything now?" Tang Zhong asked.

  "Yes." Ba Suo nodded affirmatively. "The more they scold now, the deeper their apology will be when they know the truth. That's how die-hard fans are born. The more fiercely they scold MIFU, the more they will become loyal users of MIFU in the future - it's a win-win situation."

  Tang Chong now understands why such a weird combination of butterflies can be popular. With a career agent as clever and capable as this, even if the three girls are all idiots, they can still be packaged into three popular idols.

  Besides, Tang Xin is a very clever girl anyway.

  Jeans, plaid shirt, canvas shoes, a pair of old-fashioned black-framed glasses, and on his head was a baseball cap with the brim pressed very low.

  No one would associate this elegant and reserved young man with the recently extremely popular Butterfly Combo, they look like people from two different worlds.

  Cars and horses are intermingled, with people's voices rising to a deafening crescendo.

  Welcome and farewell, fatherly love and motherly affection.

  Today is the day for Nanjing University's new student registration, so it's exceptionally lively both inside and outside the school. Many departments have put up welcome banners, and loudspeakers are shouting slogans like "New students of the Economics and Management department gather here" or "Students of the School of Liberal Arts please follow me". Students from all over the country are about to enter this renowned institution in China.

  The intersection of Xueyuan Road has been closed for a long time, and private cars are not allowed to enter. Therefore, many parents carried large and small bags to send their children to report. Some were one person sending one person, some were two people sending one person, and the most exaggerated was four or five people sending one person----

  Tang Zhong even saw a dozen people sending one person to report. Tang Zhong guessed from their expressions, attitudes, walking postures, and the weight of the objects in their hands that they were the father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt, a driver, a secretary, and two nannies - the pretty girl who looked like a doll was holding a stuffed animal in her arms, looking around with joy and curiosity.

  Her eyes met Tang Zhong's, her nose wrinkled slightly, and she let out a soft 'hmm'.

  Tang Chong closed her eyes and smiled, her reaction was to wave the doll in her hand at Tang Chong - it was unclear whether she was showing off or intimidating.

  "Nandu University." Tang Chong stood at the entrance of the ancient and thick granite gate, looking at the school's dragon and phoenix signboard with a sigh.

  Tang Xin studied here for two years and still maintains her student status at Nan Da.

  She wrote in her diary about the cherry blossom tree, the chicken leg rice at the third cafeteria, the tennis court where she often played tennis, that guy who played guitar to confess his love, and that girl named Su San ----- are they all doing well?

  "Everything will have an answer." Tang Zhong said. Because he came. He is about to blend into this small society.

  He carried the slightly outdated canvas bag he had brought out of Henshan Prison and walked towards the school.

  He majored in psychology, which is a relatively niche major.

  He was a child who grew up in prison. Every time he came back from school, it was like going home.

  Outside, those prisoners were fierce and cruel, with everyone shouting for their punishment. However, in prison, they showed another side of themselves.

  Some death row inmates were restless and refused to eat or drink before their execution, some even prayed and cried out in repentance. Some grabbed Tang Zhong's hand and asked if there was an afterlife, promising to be good people next time around. Others shouted that they would be a good man again eighteen years later. But when the moment of truth finally arrived, they shat and urinated all over themselves, and could only be tied up with ropes to make them die a little more cleanly and with some dignity. Tang Zhong had communicated with them before, but still couldn't understand their psychological changes.

  He wants to understand the psychology of these criminals. He is looking for an answer.

  Fortunately, the big beard did not intervene at all.

  He wandered around with a big bag without asking anyone for directions.

  He is walking into Nanda for the first time and can take the opportunity to get familiar with the road conditions of Nanda. Besides, the scenery of Nanda is really not bad.

  The enthusiasm of the seniors, the sweat on their foreheads, the confusion and joy on the faces of the freshmen, and the proud expressions that lingered on the wrinkled faces of the parents were the most beautiful scenery.

  Able to penetrate deep into people's hearts.

  Looking at the red banner of 'Nandu University Psychology Department Welcome New Students' in the distance, Tang Zhong couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

  He knew psychology was a relatively unpopular field, but he didn't expect it to be so unpopular.

  In front of the banners of other departments, students and parents who rushed to report were crowded. Under the banner of the Department of Psychology, two guys in charge of welcoming new students were idle and dozing off.

  Tang Chong walked over, knocked on the table and said: "Hello, report."

  A guy with the same black-framed glasses and messy hair like an inverted bird's nest, who was dozing off, lifted his head vaguely. He squinted at Tang Chong a few times, then wiped away the saliva from the corner of his mouth with one hand, and stretched out his other hand saying: "Admission letter."

  Tang Chong took out the admission notice from his pants pocket and handed it over. He glanced at a puddle of saliva on the table and knew that this guy had been sleeping for quite some time.

  The boy didn't go open Tang Zhong's admission letter, but instead looked him up and down.

  Tang Zhong's heart suddenly tightened. Had this guy recognized his identity?

  "Let me guess. Let me guess." The boy muttered to himself. "Levi's plaid shirt and jeans, shoes are Converse - of course, A goods."

  "Thick myopic glasses, one look and you know they're from staring at the screen and playing games for too long. The thick calluses on your palms are from holding a mouse all day. The baseball cap is to cover up the fact that you haven't washed your hair in days, and the brim is pulled down so low it shows you don't like meeting people - or from another angle, it also shows that you're super lacking in confidence."

  "The most important thing is your posture. You're not standing with your feet parallel to each other, representing confidence, nor are you standing with your feet crossed, representing inferiority, but rather one foot in front and one foot behind - your body relaxed and slightly slouching, as if the whole person is taking a small break."

  Bang!

  The boy slapped his palm on the table, waking up his companion who was sleeping soundly beside him.

  His eyes gleamed with excitement as he exclaimed his conclusion: "I can tell at a glance that you're a loser."

  (PS: Old Liu slapped his palm on the table and shouted loudly: I can tell at a glance who among you did not vote for the red ticket!!!)