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Chapter 73 - 73 73 Slaying

73: Chapter 73: Slaying 73: Chapter 73: Slaying [You cannot answer!]

At this moment, Wang An was already aware of what Nan Zhubin was doing and what he intended to do.

He was completely trapped in Nan Zhubin’s snare.

However, the dozens of eyes from the entire class seemed to form a giant web, and he could no longer break free.

If he withdrew now, would the students wonder why?

Would they think that Teacher Wang had some unspeakable secret?

[Lie detection is fake, Micro-expression Analysis is pseudoscience…]

At this moment, Wang An still harbored a fluke, continuously comforting himself.

[Moreover, these are just some insignificant questions, even if they were found out, so what?

And I can deny it, like when I’m obviously lying, but tell them I spoke the truth…]

[Yes, just like that!

This way I can break Nan Zhubin’s setup and say his lie detection is completely ineffective!]

Wang An’s thoughts collided incessantly, while he started to steady his emotions, recalling the training he had done on himself before.

He didn’t know that, in the eyes of others, his face had already turned pale, and he was starting to take deep breaths.

The students felt some doubt in their hearts: Was Teacher Wang’s state not so good?

Nan Zhubin smiled: “Teacher Wang, are you ready?”

Wang An forced a smile: “I am ready.”

Nan Zhubin made a relaxing gesture: “First question—do you own a car, Teacher Wang?”

Wang An’s smile stiffened.

He couldn’t tell the lie “I spoke the truth but claimed I was lying” or “I was lying but claimed I spoke the truth” on this question.

Because some people in the class knew the answer to this question.

If he gave a response inconsistent with the facts, he would be exposed immediately by the class.

Then, it would trigger more suspicion.

He could only say: “Yes, I have a car.”

Nan Zhubin showed an expression of admiration: “Oh, that’s the truth.

Quite impressive that Teacher Wang is so young yet already has a car.”

“Now for the second question—what brand is your car?”

Wang An opened his mouth, then hesitated.

He was about to say something but saw Nan Zhubin directly turn around and began explaining to the class.

“Everyone, look, now Teacher Wang clearly wants to lie.

His eyes deliberately stay fixed on me, and there’s a swallowing action in his throat.”

“Once you learn this little trick of mine, even if others don’t say it out loud, you can know if someone is trying to deceive you.”

The students exclaimed in unison, only feeling that Nan Zhubin’s teaching methods were becoming increasingly impressive.

The expression on Wang An, who originally wanted to lie, had already frozen.

Nan Zhubin seemed to only just realize and apologetically slapped Wang An’s shoulder firmly: “Sorry about that Teacher Wang, I interrupted you.

What brand was it you were going to say?”

“…

Wrangler.”

Nan Zhubin stated decisively: “That’s a lie.

Would you like to answer again?”

“…

BMW.”

“That’s the truth, you do have a BMW.” Nan Zhubin again showed admiration, “Teacher Wang is indeed young and promising—did I judge correctly?”

“…

Yes.”

The students began discussing animatedly; this series of demonstrations by Nan Zhubin was more valuable than anything else.

With Wang An’s personal verification, they now completely believed in Nan Zhubin’s accurate lie detection ability.

They even began cross-verification among themselves.

“Does Teacher Wang really own a BMW?”

“Yes, oh!

I’ve even ridden in it, during the last rain; it was Teacher Wang who drove me back to the dormitory!”

“Wow, I’m so envious of you…”

Under normal circumstances, Wang An might have secretly rejoiced in his heart.

But now, his face was growing paler.

Nan Zhubin didn’t seem interested in letting him go: “Let’s continue.”

Nan Zhubin turned around: “Any student wants to give it a try?

I’m sure Teacher Wang would be willing to collaborate with the students, right?”

Hands eager for knowledge shot up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Nan Zhubin casually pointed at a male student, who stood up excitedly and asked:

“Teacher Wang, will we all pass the final exams?”

That question immediately brought laughter.

Wang An displayed his usual smile, nodding vigorously: “You will all pass.”

But right after saying this, his body stiffened because he realized what movement he had made.

The boy already looked disappointed: “Teacher Wang, you nodded, and your eyes didn’t move from me, are you lying?”

There was an uproarious laughter from the audience.

Nan Zhubin laughed while offering Wang An an escape: “How can a teacher guarantee that everyone will pass the finals?

Even with maximum effort on your written exams, if your usual grades aren’t up to par, you can’t pass.

But I believe Teacher Wang will certainly do his utmost as he said.”

He raised his hand: “Let’s applaud for this student, and hope you all pass the finals!”

The classroom atmosphere reached a peak of joyful ambiance as applause filled the air.

Wang An looked at this harmonious classroom atmosphere, feeling his spine tingling.

Because he saw Nan Zhubin face him once more.

“It seems everyone now has grasped the little lie detection trick—especially in judging if Teacher Wang is lying.” Nan Zhubin smiled, “Now, let me ask one last question.”

The long Yan Country map finally reached its end, and Nan Zhubin showed his carefully honed dagger.

“This question, I asked last time, but Teacher Wang, you did not answer me.”

Nan Zhubin looked directly into Wang An’s eyes; the sharpness in that gaze made Wang An feel a sharp pain in his head.

“Teacher Wang, do you really like the students?”

…

[Can’t answer, can’t answer!]

Wang An’s internal alarm went off completely at that moment, with the training he had done on himself surging back into his mind.

[No, just tell the truth, vague truth would do.]

Wang An forced a smile: “Of course, I like them, our class is diligent in studies, how could a teacher not like…”

“No, no, Teacher Wang, perhaps I didn’t make myself clear.”

Nan Zhubin shook his head, not intending to let Wang An off: “I heard Teacher Wang had a girlfriend before?

I mean, do you have the same kind of ‘like’ for the students as you do for your girlfriend.”

Silence.

The class suddenly fell silent.

Students’ eyes turned to suspicion and uncertainty.

They felt like Nan Zhubin was joking, but even as a joke, it seemed to be crossing boundaries.

Wang An’s inner alarms were ringing crazily.

[Can’t answer, can’t answer!]

[Can’t even think about it, because if I do, I will want to lie, and it will be obvious!]

Wang An widened his eyes.