C763 Qian Yu Had a Mental Problem
"Hello, Qianyu. It's like this. I've always wanted to tell you about Qianyu's situation. Is it convenient for you?" The teacher said with a smile.
Chang'an crossed her legs and placed them on the front of her feet.
Next to her was the invitation list sent over by Lo Yang's subordinate.
"It's convenient." Chang'an replied.
The simple and concise answer stunned the teacher.
Qianyu looked out the window in boredom and kicked the floor with her feet.
A small bird stopped by the window for a few seconds before flapping its wings and flying out.
Chang'an asked, "Did Qianyu fight at school? She even crippled him."
The teacher was shocked and quickly said, "No, no, there was no such thing. Qianyu is so obedient, how could she possibly fight? "
Qianyu retracted her gaze and looked at her.
Chang'an was also a little surprised.
If Qianyu did not beat people up at school, why would the teacher call to find her?
The teacher immediately continued, "It's like this, Older Sister Qianyu. Student Qianyu is very smart. Although she missed a few months of classes, she always got full marks every time she took the exam. She is a very outstanding genius student. Not only in his studies, but also in sports. All the students liked Qianyu very much and admired her. Now, all the students treated Qianyu as an example.
She has never fought with her classmates, and she has never fought with them. Please don't misunderstand. "
Chang'an,..." Then you are..."
The teacher explained, "Oh, oh, it's like that. Qianyu's performance was very good and her grades were also good. But our teacher, Ren, always thought that Qianyu's ability to express herself and that other than her IQ, she had other aspects. Maybe there was a problem.
Hmm... It's just that there are often situations where she can't communicate with her classmates, resulting in some misunderstandings. "
Lu Ran understood.
Qianyu's tone of voice and her habits were not normal to begin with.
It was reasonable that she would have problems communicating with normal children.
As long as Qianyu did not kill anyone, she could accept any other complaints.
"En, Qianyu rarely played with her peers in the past, so it might be difficult to communicate with them." She explained.
The teacher nodded. "So that's how it is. No wonder."
The teachers had always felt that Qianyu had been secretly nurtured somewhere since she was young. She was a specially nurtured genius.
That was why she was so smart and developed in all aspects. No matter what, she was outstanding and terrifying.
If that was the case, it would probably be very difficult to socialize with outsiders, right?
"I've talked to Qianyu before. She doesn't seem to feel that there's anything wrong with her. That's why I wanted to tell you. Do you want to take Qianyu to see if she's a psychiatrist? Now that Qianyu and the others are at this age, they are easily rebellious. It is also easy for problems to arise in the heart during puberty. Qianyu is so outstanding. The teachers also did not wish for Qianyu to have any problems in her heart, Sister Qianyu. What do you think?"
Chang'an lightly stroked her forehead," Yes, I will pay attention to it. I will have to trouble Teacher."
If an assassin had a problem in his heart, Qianyu would not need to be an assassin anymore.
However, Qianyu did have a problem communicating with normal people.
Qianyu was puzzled. Psychological problem?
The teacher smiled and nodded. "It's not troublesome, not troublesome."
After saying that, the teacher hung up.
Then, she looked at Qianyu, who was standing in front of her. Her tone was gentle and gentle. "Qianyu, if you have any problems in the future, just tell the teacher, okay?"
Qianyu faintly knitted her brows. "Why?"
The teacher was stunned.... "Because I am the teacher. The teacher can help you."
Qianyu's eyes calmly swept the teacher up and down. "But I don't need your help."
This ordinary woman could not help her at all.
It was not Ms Chang'an.
The teacher's words were stuck in her throat and she could not speak for a moment.
Qianyu... again... Again...
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