Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 104 Clash of Masters
"Senior brother, you're back!" The big-nosed junior brother greeted Nan Zhuren with a normal expression.

"Junior brother." Nan Zhuren nodded, then turned to the small-eyed man, "Senior brother."

He then walked past the two men without changing his expression.

Huang Xin's small eyes returned to normal, and he was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the next second, Nan Zhuren's face suddenly appeared in front of him again: "Weren't you just talking about me?"

Huang Xin: "...!"

Didn't he just walk past?

Huang Xin was startled and turned around to look—

Surprisingly, after passing Huang Xin by a body length, Nan Zhuren immediately took a step back and bent over, then turned around and faced Huang Xin face to face!

[No way, this person is crazy! Is this how psychological counseling in society corrupts therapists?]

[Although I know counselors like to have fun in their spare time, how can this person do something so childish without batting an eye!]

Huang Xin took a deep breath and subconsciously denied it: "Why would I talk about you for no reason? Just now..."

Nan Zhuren said expressionlessly, "I once exposed someone who was talking about me behind my back in public. His expression at the time was very similar to yours. If there's a chance, I'll introduce you two."

Huang Xin's small eyes twitched violently.

【Seriously, this person is a graduate student, doesn't he have any basic social manners? And he's a psychologist...】

Oh, he got expelled; and he's not doing counseling anymore.

Huang Xin quickly composed himself and prepared to change the subject: "Are you here to see the teacher?"

Nan Zhuren nodded, realizing that he had actually been moved: "Yes, he asked me to meet him today."

"Your teacher cares about you, so don't keep him waiting."

Nan Zhuren stared at Huang Xin's expression, and after a breath, nodded: "I was just about to go in... Speaking of which, where were you going, Senior Brother?"

It's none of your business where I go.

Huang Xin rolled his eyes inwardly: "I'm going to eat, then go back to the dorm to rest..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nan Zhuren interrupted him again: "You're lying. I've already memorized how you lie; you can't fool me."

This person is really sick!

Huang Xin's eyes widened.

The junior brother with the big nose had been watching for a while, then quickly came up and said, "Senior brother, we really were just about to go to the cafeteria."

Nan Zhuren nodded: "I know, the first half is true, but the second half is false."

Huang Xin suddenly felt exhausted, her emotions fluctuating wildly. She no longer had the energy to be angry, and in a fit of despair, she spoke the truth: "We're going back to the dorm to pack our things. We won't rest. We have an experiment scheduled with the subjects this afternoon... Is there anything you need?"

Nan Zhuren shook his head thoughtfully: "It's nothing, I was just asking."

Then, he strode forward as if it were his right.

He left behind his bewildered junior brother with a big nose and his senior brother with small eyes, who were taking deep breaths.

……

Nan Zhuren was in a state of emotional turmoil throughout the journey.

I forgot to tease Shen Bing to cheer him up before leaving the house, and besides, I really couldn't find a suitable reason to provoke this consulting assistant lately.

Fortunately, we ran into Huang Xin on the way.

After that interruption, Nan Zhuren's mind finally calmed down, and he returned to a state where he was both mentally and rationally alert.

We can handle the next scenario now.

Nan Zhuren stood at the door of Lin Lilin's office and looked up—

The door in front of me can be found in my memory.

But it has lost all familiarity and even looks somewhat unfamiliar at first glance.

"Dong dong dong."

A knock on the door. A voice immediately responded from inside: "Who is it?"

"Teacher, it's me."

The offices are located inside the laboratory building and all use the same smart locks.

Footsteps soon came from behind the door, followed by a "beep" sound, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in front of Nan Zhuren.

"Why are you still knocking? You should know the password."

"The password has been changed."

"So you can also pay by card, right?"

"The card was taken away by the academy a long time ago."

"Ah, sigh..."

I heard my mentor sigh deeply.

Nan Zhuren walked in and looked around at the familiar furnishings.

The office was about 30 square meters, with a dozen or so sets of desks and chairs arranged along the walls as workstations for graduate students. Each workstation had several sets of professional books enclosed by different styles of bookends. In addition to psychology books, Nan Zhuren also saw textbooks for the CET-6 (College English Test Band 6), teacher qualification certificates, IELTS, and TOEFL.

A few workstations still had laptops on them, clearly belonging to the type of students who treated their workstations like libraries.

Lin Lilin walked to the workstation closest to his desk and nodded: "This used to be your seat. Every time I see it, I think of you."

Teacher, the way you're saying it sounds a bit ambiguous.

Nan Zhuren looked at the few professional books on that workstation; its new owner seemed to rarely come to use them.

Who is using this workstation right now?

"Xiao Liu, you've met him before, the one who's always with Huang Xin, he has a big nose."

Lin Lilin looked troubled: "My talent is quite different from yours, but my attitude is quite correct and I am very enthusiastic about my profession."

As expected of a professor specializing in psychological counseling, he speaks tactfully and always manages to demonstrate positive concern.

Simple reminiscences and pleasantries seemed to bridge the distance between the two, easing the estrangement that had grown since they hadn't seen each other for so long.

Lin Lilin gestured for Nan Zhuren to sit down opposite him at his desk.

"Zhu Ren, this seems to be the first time we've met since what happened to you."

Nan Zhuren searched his memory and nodded: "You were quite busy, and I was in a state of social avoidance for a long time. When I came out to face the world again, you were abroad. Fortunately, there was work arranged by you, which allowed me to start over."

"Yes, it's really bad timing," Lin Lilin sighed. "Speaking of which, I heard you recently got one of our college's young court teachers arrested?"

Nan Zhuren shook his head, feigning helplessness: "For the sake of the visitors."

Nan Zhuren's appearance seemed to amuse Lin Lilin, so he actually laughed.

"Hahahahaha."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Nan Zhuren also laughed, and for a moment the entire office was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Laughter can't last too long, or it will seem fake. The joy caused by the young teacher being sent inside subsided slowly after about ten seconds.

Nan Zhuren and Lin Lilin turned their gazes to each other simultaneously, exchanging a knowing look as if they were telepathically connected.

"Seriously, Zhu Ren, how have you been lately?"

"It's alright—you could even say it's very good."

Upon hearing this, Lin Lilin's last trace of a smile vanished.

"Zhu Ren, you're a professional student too, so I won't go into those formalities."

“I’m very worried about your current situation. I called you here today to do a quick assessment.”

"And you are now defending against me."

(End of this chapter)