Chapter 65: Bad Words

From a psychological point of view, the easiest way to make a group of people feel a sense of collective identity is to let them do the same thing.

It could be shouting the same slogans, doing the same actions, wearing the same uniforms, or having the same ideas.

And in this process, the one who takes the initiative to step forward and guide everything will become the leader of this group.

What Fang Yu is doing now is actually the first two steps.

"Senior Shuyao, have you changed your clothes?" Lu Yuan was thinking in his mind how to step on Fang Yu beautifully in front of Shen Shuyao, when he saw Shen Shuyao, who had changed her clothes, climbed up to the deck with the help of the stairs.

"Fang Yu sent it over." Chen Shuyao tilted her head. "The outfit the child's mother wore before didn't quite fit. I didn't expect Fang Yu to be so thoughtful. How is it? Does it look good?"

Lu Yuan's face froze, and he felt a little unhappy, but he didn't want to lose his composure in front of Shen Shuyao, so he held it in for a second or two: "Of course it looks good, but the main thing is that she looks good. Although these clothes look cheap at first glance, they look different on Senior Sister Shuyao."

Chen Shuyao smiled noncommittally and asked curiously, "What is Fang Yu leading them to dance?"

Lu Yuan said with disdain: "They say it can relieve seasickness, but I think it's just a psychological trick. It looks like square dancing, and it can only fool those with low IQ."

"However, Shu Yao, you have to be careful with Fang Yu. I always feel that he is not a good person."

Chen Shuyao pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Lu Yuan, "Lu Yuan, you look a little pale, are you seasick too? Do you want to try jumping with me?"

Lu Yuan looked very confident: "How could I be seasick? When the Air Force came to our high school to take the exam, I ranked first in physical fitness. If my score was not too low to apply to a military academy and my dad was not against it, I might be a pilot now."

Just as Lu Yuan finished speaking, he heard the slogans Fang Yu was shouting during the aerobics turned into an incomprehensible language.

This language sounds strange.

Lu Yuan was just wondering when he suddenly felt his heart being squeezed hard, and his head was spinning. He was already a little seasick, and now he couldn't resist the urge to vomit any longer. He turned his head and vomited all his lunch with a "wow" sound.

"Lu Yuan! Are you okay?" Chen Shuyao was startled at first, then wrinkled her nose unconsciously.

So smelly.

"He must be seasick. Just now, Ma Xiaoou asked him to jump with her, but he was sarcastic. Lu Yuan, your body is not in good condition." Ruan Weining saw Lu Yuan vomiting and immediately ran over to finish him off.

Under normal circumstances, a proud person like Lu Yuan would not care about Ruan Weining's ridicule at all, and at most would just curse back.

But today, Lu Yuan himself didn’t know what was going on.

When he heard the words of Ruan Weining, the despicable villain he had always looked down upon, he felt an irrepressible disgust arose in his heart without even listening to what he said, and then his anger suddenly rose to his forehead.

"Fuck you, Ruan Weining!" Lu Yuan raised his hand and punched Ruan Weining in the face.

Ruan Weining was completely unprepared and had never expected Lu Yuan to suddenly go berserk.

He was wearing glasses. If the punch hit him hard, the fragments of the lens or the broken frame would get into his eyes, and he might go blind.

"Ah! Lu Yuan, don't!" Chen Shuyao exclaimed. Although she also hated Ruan Weining, this was the first group activity she organized as the Minister of Propaganda. If Ruan Weining was beaten or injured, she would be the first one to be held responsible.

After something like this happened, it is not impossible for the Student Affairs Office of the College to reconsider the director candidate.

Even in the next two years, the name Chen Shuyao would be used as a negative example.

Just when Lu Yuan's fist was about to make close contact with Ruan Weining's nose, Lu Yuan felt a big hand tightly blocking between his fist and Ruan Weining's tender face.

"Ah! Fang Yu!" Chen Shuyao was surprised and then immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately nothing happened.

There was certainly a reason why Lu Yuan suddenly went berserk.

Because Fang Yu used "Speaking Badly" twice...

For the first time, the slogan Fang Yu shouted in the common language was actually a swear word.

The second time, Fang Yu cast this spell on Ruan Weining...

The attack targets are all set to be far away.

Fortunately, neither of these two insults was particularly harsh. Fang Yu's was just a friendly inquiry about the other party's sexual orientation and did not involve family members.

Although he didn't understand what the words meant, Lu Yuan was still disgusted and vomited because of the "bad words".

Ruan Weining's words were purely a mockery. Under the influence of the "bad words", Lu Yuan suddenly lost his mind and placed the main target of attack on Ruan Weining.

During this half hour, Lu Yuan's sarcastic attitude made Fang Yu decide to punish him, but if it meant harming Lu Yuan's life or ruining his future, that would be a bit too much.

"Let's talk it over nicely, don't hit anyone!" Fang Yu grabbed Lu Yuan's fist and pushed it away from Ruan Weining's face without changing his expression.

Fang Yu did not say "Why do you hit people when you have something to say?", but used an imperative sentence.

For bystanders, the power of the interrogative sentence is obviously weaker than that of the imperative sentence.

Many leaders like to ask their subordinates questions, especially during meetings. In order to deliberately demonstrate their authority or make an example of others, some leaders like to make things difficult for their subordinates. It seems that being able to stump their subordinates is a manifestation of their absolute authority.

This idea is totally wrong.

The expression of rhetorical questions or doubts will stimulate the other party and bystanders to make rebellious expressions, which will only have a negative impact on establishing leadership authority and enhancing leadership.

The expressions of imperative and conclusive styles are different. Imagine a scene where someone is reporting on the stage, and the leader below the stage suddenly says, "Stop talking, this is nonsense, get out."

Imagine another scenario: you're giving a presentation, and a leader suddenly interrupts you and asks you why a certain piece of data is the way it is. Are you making it up?

In these two scenarios, which one is more intimidating to an observer? Which leader is more authoritative? Which person is more feared by his subordinates?

Of course it is the former.

This is the effect achieved by Fang Yu’s “no hitting”.

These are not Fang Yu's deliberate schemes, but his natural behavioral choices.

When he saw Fang Yu, Lu Yuan's eyes turned red, and without thinking, he threw another punch at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows, bent his body, and blocked Lu Yuan's right arm. He turned around and threw Lu Yuan, who weighed more than 150 pounds, over his shoulder.

What was I just doing!?

The pain in his body gradually brought Lu Yuan back to his senses. Seeing the expressions of the people around him, especially Chen Shuyao, Lu Yuan was so embarrassed that he wanted to die.

Lu Yuan raised himself from the ground and was about to say a few harsh words to save the situation when he heard Fang Yu continue in a commanding tone: "I don't care what conflict you have with Minister Ruan, hitting someone is wrong. Now, apologize to Minister Ruan and me immediately!"

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Today I read the latest chapter of Lao Liu’s novel. Song Shiwei actually has the same character as my Lu Jiayan. . . .

Of course, the character creation of a great writer like Lao Liu is not comparable to that of a loser like me, but in order to avoid being scolded in the future, I still have to tell new readers who may read this book in the future that I did not plagiarize. I posted several chapters of Lu Jiayan half a month earlier than Lao Liu.

Of course, it is even more impossible for Lao Liu to copy me because he has not even read my book.

(End of this chapter)