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

Chapter 121 Whose tablet is this?

The center's teacher's train of thought was completely disrupted by Nan Zhuren's performance.

To put it more vividly, he was stunned into a state of confusion because he was shocked by the new knowledge.

In this state, he completely let down his guard, recklessly accepting all the information Nan Zhuren was transmitting, allowing his brain to be thoroughly ravaged.

"I need your help to solve this problem."

Nan Zhuren's voice was sincere: "I want the information on those who were transferred to other places, and for that I may need to look at the center's previous files."

The teacher in charge of the center truly lives up to his reputation as a teacher with an administrative position.

Nan Zhuren's last two sentences triggered a number of keywords, which immediately brought him back to his senses.

He subconsciously wanted to start practicing Tai Chi.

but.

He glanced at the consultation materials on the table, the information of the student visitor he had misjudged.

Then I thought of Nan Zhuren's micro-expression analysis skills that he had just demonstrated.

then.

Under the expectant gazes of Nan Zhuren and Xia Tianyi, he fell into thought.

After a few breaths, he said, "Nan Zhuren, you are a counselor and have worked at the center, so you should know about the confidentiality regulations. The information of those visitors does not fall under the exceptions to confidentiality, so I cannot give it to you."

Xia Tian pursed her lips, looking disappointed.

Nan Zhuren, however, felt reassured by the other person's expression, silently thinking: "But..."

really--

The teacher in charge of the center said something else.

"You're already aware of these regulations, Xia Tian. While I'm away for a bit, please keep an eye on Teacher Nan."

"Ah...ah?" The little girl was taken aback by the sudden change in tone. She pointed to herself with her slender finger, not understanding how the topic had suddenly turned to her.

The teacher in charge of the center, however, kept her eyes straight ahead and continued her rambling conversation.

"The documents cannot be shown to outsiders, especially the transferred documents, which are all specially organized and locked in a special filing cabinet at the center—"

He tilted his head, and Nan Zhuren and Xia Tian followed his gaze, locking onto a dusty, gray cabinet in the corner.

"That filing cabinet is the highest level of security in the center, and only I have the key."

As the teacher in charge of the center was speaking, she suddenly turned around and opened a drawer on her workstation.

"So, Zhu Ren, I can't help you."

That statement was made with righteous indignation.

Nan Zhuren blinked, and her expression turned dejected, perfectly matching his demeanor: "I understand, you have your difficulties."

"As long as you understand."

The teacher in charge of the center took a deep breath, turned to Xia Tian, ​​and instructed her:

"I have another consultation later. The schedule should be on the timetable. I need to get ready now."

“It’s rare for Zhu Ren to come back, so he might be a little unfamiliar with the environment. Xia Tian, ​​could you help him get acquainted with the place again? But be careful—don’t mess up anything in the office.”

After saying that, the teacher in charge of the center walked away without looking back.

After the door slammed shut, the office fell completely silent.

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow, turned around, and saw that Xia Tian's eyes were practically overflowing with starlight.

"what happened?"

Upon hearing the question, the little girl seemed to snap out of her daze, first shrinking back into her scarf, but then boldly sticking her head out, revealing her slender, fair-skinned, and slightly flushed neck.

"I just think Professor Nan is so cool! That micro-expression analysis, especially when you were confronting Wang An, was so cool. I've always wanted to see it live again!"

Are you still stuck in the previous scene and haven't snapped out of it yet?
Nan Zhuren smiled, walked to the workstation of the teacher in charge of the center, and reached for the open drawer.

A key lay quietly inside.

"Then thank you, Teacher Ma." ...

Yan Nuo Psychological Center, office area.

"Teacher Nan, what are you looking at?"

Upon hearing the voice beside him, Nan Zhuren subconsciously swiped across the tablet in front of him, swiping away the information he had photographed from the psychological counseling center.

Then she silently looked up, without making any deliberate expression, and calmly met the gaze of Shen Bing, who had suddenly appeared and was full of curiosity.

Nan Zhuren has now returned to Yan Nuo.

Although the teacher in charge at the Jiangda Psychological Center sternly refused Nan Zhuren's request for help, Nan Zhuren eventually found the information she needed due to her strong initiative.

Due to time constraints, even with Xia Tian's help, Nan Zhuren could only barely find the visitor information he needed. As for memorizing or copying anything, that was out of the question.

Bringing the original documents or copies is unnecessary and would only cause trouble for others.

Therefore, Nan Zhuren ultimately chose to take photos with a tablet and bring these materials out.

Of course, this information is therefore not convenient for others to see—for example, Shen Bing.

Shen Bing was taken aback when his curious gaze was blocked.

If it were a visitor file for the company, Nan Zhuren wouldn't be avoiding him.

He quickly gave a meaningful look and said with a grin, "Teacher Nan, have you changed your way of relaxing lately? What good stuff are you looking at?"

Nan Zhuren's behavior of hastily swiping away the screen upon hearing human voices was far too likely to create a misunderstanding that "every man understands."

No, this seems to be a gender stereotype...

Nan Zhuren did not respond to the teasing around him.

He still didn't make any expression, just staring at Shen Bing calmly.

Shen Bing laughed for a few seconds, then suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He laughed again, "Just kidding. Actually, Professor Nan probably bought some copyrighted materials from somewhere, and doesn't want to share them with me?"

Nan Zhuren remained expressionless, calmly meeting Shen Bing's gaze.

Even though Nan Zhuren didn't intentionally convey any emotions or feelings, Shen Bing inexplicably sensed a certain righteous and awe-inspiring aura in Nan Zhuren's eyes.

There's a strange sense of pressure.

The consultant's forehead was slightly sweaty: "Um... I was just kidding. It's something related to confidentiality regulations, which I probably can't look at."

He sincerely apologized: "I shouldn't have come over so rashly. I was a bit out of touch with boundaries. I'm sorry, Professor Nan."

Nan Zhuren nodded silently: "It's alright."

After receiving the understanding, Shen Bing breathed a sigh of relief: "I still have a consultation later, so I'll go and organize the materials now and bring them over for you to see in a bit."

Before leaving, he glanced at the tablet in Nan Zhuren's hand; the ivory-white protective case and the decorative patterns around it caught his attention.

[It feels a bit androgynous, even feminine. Whose tablet is this?]

Shen Bing had a question in his mind, but ultimately didn't ask it.

Sitting at his workstation, Nan Zhuren breathed a sigh of relief.

Social tip: In some situations, when faced with an awkward question that is difficult to explain, it is much better to say nothing and let the other person guess than to rack your brains for an explanation.

Slide the tablet's screen saver back on, and a summer selfie appears on the main screen.

Those smiling eyes seemed to radiate sunlight, projecting onto Nan Zhuren's face outside the screen.

Nan Zhuren's lips curled up slightly, and then he opened the photos and continued to look through them.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Suddenly, Shen Bing, who had just left, returned. He looked at Nan Zhuren with a strange expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Teacher Nan, there's something... I might need you to come out for a moment."

　On shelves tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)