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

Chapter 168 Who should we ask about these questions? Of course, our old friend—

"Ding-ding~ Ding-ding~ Ding~~"

It's 6:30 in the morning.

Before dawn, Xia Tian, ​​a young female college student, was about to experience the most crucial moment of her day.

The roommate on the lower bunk was woken up by Xia Tian's phone ringing and struggled to move in bed: "Tian Tian... are you working 8 a.m. today?"

"No, I have a job—at the mental health center."

In the summer, keep your voice down to avoid waking up other roommates.

"Oh...the psychological center...it's so tiring...don't get upset..."

The roommate on the lower bunk struggled to shift her position again. Because she was indeed very close to Xia Tian, ​​she was still able to mumble a concerned word in her sleep.

Then, it stopped moving.

Xia Tian breathed a slight sigh of relief. She tiptoed out of bed, grabbed the makeup bag and toiletries she had prepared the night before from the table, and ran to the bathroom.

Once you're here, you don't have to worry about making noise that disturbs your roommates.

Xia Tian glanced at the time displayed on her phone screen, went over the day's schedule in her mind again, and silently cheered herself up.

Go, summer!

Here's a little tidbit: when a girl has an important event in mind, she'll spend a lot of time getting ready beforehand. If you find a girl looking disheveled and without makeup when she appears at a certain event, it just means that the event wasn't important.

Humming a little tune, Xia Tian first filled a basin with warm water. Then she squeezed some facial cleanser into her palm, lathered it with water, and then rubbed it on her face in upward circular motions.

With a few "splashes," the foam was washed away, and a face appeared in the mirror that, even without makeup, was more attractive than the one-sided standard value of a normal distribution, which was 1.64 or even 2.33.

But, it's not enough.

The little girl applied another layer of lotion to moisturize.

Then, the battle truly began—

The first step in summer is to grab the concealer, squint your eyes, and stare intently at your face in the mirror like a sniper searching for a target, looking for any possible acne scars or other blemishes.

Half a day later, she put it down with satisfaction: "My skin has been in good condition lately, so I don't need concealer."

The second step is for Xia Tian to carefully pick up the powder compact and apply a thin layer of foundation to her delicate face, which is as smooth as a peeled egg. Then she adds a layer of loose powder to prevent the base makeup from coming off.

The third step is to hold the eyeshadow pencil and apply shadows to both sides of the nose to make it appear more three-dimensional. Then, contour the face and add some highlights, such as drawing cute under-eye bags.

Then comes eyeliner, mascara, blush, lipstick...

By the time it was just getting light outside, and the time on my phone was already close to eight o'clock.

In the summer, she tossed her head back and then applied a layer of setting spray to her face.

"Done!"

The little girl looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction. Although at first glance she looked no different from herself before makeup, if you looked very closely, you could see that her appearance had jumped one decimal point forward from the original one-sided standard value of 2.33 of the normal distribution—that is, surpassing 99% of her peers.

Most importantly, this process provided the little girl with ample psychological preparation and instilled a tremendous amount of confidence!
"Go, Summer!"

The little girl clenched her fist!
……

"Teacher Nan, over here!"

Hearing the greeting, Nan Zhuren turned around and saw a person standing in the sunlight who seemed to be glowing.

"Good morning, Xia Tian." Nan Zhuren's gaze lingered on Xia Tian's face for a moment. "Have you been waiting long?" "Not at all." Xia Tian replied calmly. "I didn't have class this morning, so I slept very well. I just woke up a little while ago."

Nan Zhuren's eyes flickered, then he smiled.

In a way, she was lucky. Some women who apply a lot of makeup end up covering up certain facial details, making it harder to read certain micro-expressions.

Fortunately, it seemed that Xia Tian didn't need to wear heavy makeup, which allowed Nan Zhuren to clearly see the changes on the other person's face.

However, constantly having micro-expression analysis on hand when interacting with friends is a bit too tiring.

Nan Zhuren quickly averted his gaze.

He then looked apologetic and said, "I need your help again this time."

Xia Tian waved her hands repeatedly: "Teacher Nan, please don't say that. I'll only be troubled if you don't let me help with this kind of thing."

After thinking for a moment, Xia Tian added an explanation: "After all, this kind of thing... just hearing about it is so unfair. If I can help, that would be really great..."

As she spoke, the little girl's face turned red.

Nan Zhuren couldn't help but smile, and deliberately changed the subject: "What I told you yesterday..."

Once the conversation got down to business, the young woman's expression immediately turned serious, revealing the look a law student should have.

"What you told me yesterday..."

……

Although a lot has happened these past few days.

However, only a few days had passed since Nan Zhuren and Teacher Hu went to "Liu Lin Psychological Clinic" to gather information.

The teacher surnamed Zhang at the time provided some very interesting information:

"After your incident, a thorough review of the files of past visitors was conducted... The only thing that was truly usable was the 'prescription' I told you about..."

"Chen Jie's prescriptions were accounted for at the end of last year... but there should be a master ledger, which is with Lao Lin himself..."

"As for Li Minglu, ... to my knowledge, his case is being handled by Lao Lin's student."

This intelligence has led to several questions.

First, Chen Jie's detailed information is recorded in Lin Lilin's ledger. Lin Lilin certainly wouldn't carry such a ledger with him; it's most likely at home, in his office, or in his lab. So, how can this ledger be found? Or—who knows how to find this ledger?

Second, Li Minglu's case is being handled by Lin Lilin's student. Who is this student? Or—who knows who this student is?
Regarding recent events, Weng Pingting has already told Nan Zhuren that Lin Lilin may have taken countermeasures in the past few days, including shifting the blame to the consultant surnamed Zhang and modifying the accounting data; however, no matter how well the accounts of such a large psychological clinic are made on the surface, it will inevitably become too big to change the core issues.

So--

Who could possibly be in charge of this part of the accounting work, and who could possibly know those "unchanging core things"?

……

Xia Tian pretended to recall something: "The classmate you asked me to inquire about, his name is 'Huang Xin,' right?"

Nan Zhuren nodded: "Yes, it's him."

"I want to know his schedule for today."

　I'll just write one chapter today.

　　Double updates will resume starting tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)