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

Chapter 226 Lin Lilin

"Then it seems there were some businesses outside who wanted to buy all the students' work together."

"But the director thinks that it is the result of your hard work over the years. Especially you, who said that you stay up late every night, and that artists are most inspired at night."

Nan Zhuren, speaking in the tone of a director, led Li Minglu in reminiscing about the past.

"Back then, you all wore white shirts and overalls every day, like painters painting your own canvases. As a result, you had more paint on your bodies than on the painting, and you looked more like the painter than the painting itself."

"In short... there are a lot of memories. So your teacher thinks it's a bit of a waste to just dispose of it like this," Nan Zhuren commented.

“He suggested a few options: set up a small museum for the college and let you choose your best representative work to include; or give it to a graduate’s art workshop to be made into handicrafts and give you a copyright buyout fee; or return the work to yourselves and let you decide what to do with it.”

Nan Zhuren reminded him, "He's currently contacting his students one by one based on their work, but it seems he can't get through to you on the phone lately, so he asked me to ask you what to do. If you can't figure it out, it might really have to be considered scrap..."

Li Minglu opened his mouth.

"Those things..."

He actually started thinking about it and giving it serious consideration.

[Third level of desire, successfully activated.]

Things are getting better and better.

Nan Zhuren breathed a sigh of relief.

After such a long delay, and after stabilizing Li Minglu's condition to this extent.

Li Minglu rode on the windowsill for so long, making himself such an obvious target.

Next, things should be easier.

The professional rescue team should be arriving soon, right?

……

The consultation room is on the sixth floor, which is neither particularly high nor low.

After a while, a large number of people had gathered around.

From this distance, they could clearly see what was happening and could probably glimpse that someone inside the room was talking to Li Minglu.

This distance is also enough for their voices to carry upstairs.

"Watch out, don't fall!" a student shouted, cupping his hands around his mouth.

"It's too dangerous, get down quickly!" This was a response from someone unaware of the situation.

However, after they shouted once or twice, several dark-faced security guards rushed out of the college building and waved them away.

"Don't surround us, don't surround us. Let's go, let's go!"

The security guards formed a small circle, ensuring that no one was below or around Li Minglu's window—the area he might land on if he jumped.

After completing all this, it was as if the task was temporarily finished, and they all looked up at the window.

"Young man, don't jump! Think positively!"

"Yes, what hurdle in life can't be overcome?"

"Think about your family, think about your parents! Are you married? Think about your wife and children!"

"If you're not afraid of death, why would you be afraid of living?"

People have to live!

"Students over there... stop taking pictures, what's so interesting about it? Stop looking!"

……

These sounds, fragmented and scattered, drifted into the consultation room through the window.

Nan Zhuren's heart trembled.

What are these security guards doing?!

Although he maintained a calm expression, his pupils visibly trembled. At the same time, Nan Zhuren hurriedly looked at Li Minglu.

Visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, the visitor's whole body tensed up. Li Minglu subconsciously shrank back into the room, as if trying to avoid the stinging words from outside.

But then, as if realizing something, he quickly glanced at Nan Zhuren.

[His body recoiled, he swayed, and he seemed completely lost...]

[After making eye contact, they immediately looked away... avoiding each other, showing no desire to communicate.]

[Entering indiscriminate defense mode.]

[The relationship we just built... has been completely destroyed in an instant!]

Even with Nan Zhuren's strong emotional control, she couldn't help but grit her teeth.

However, misfortunes never come singly.

It was at this moment that a commotion began to rise in the corridor behind Nan Zhuren.

"Wait a minute, keep your voice down..." someone whispered, "They're doing intervention inside, don't go in yet..."

"What interference? Is someone inside about to jump? Hey, get out of the way!" The voice made no attempt to hide itself.

"No, you don't understand, this..."

"Get out of the way! We need to know what's going on inside. Who's going to take responsibility if something goes wrong?"

Nan Zhuren immediately understood how troublesome the situation was.

He had absolutely no cooperation or understanding with these security guards.

Even though the school's psychology department has some contingency plans for suicide incidents, the security personnel still lack sufficient sensitivity and knowledge because the incidents are infrequent and there is a lack of drills.

Their understanding of the concept of "suicide" is no different from that of the average person.

No, even if there were training, these security guards might not listen or learn. Without years of immersion in specialized knowledge, it's simply not enough to shake the underlying understanding formed over a decade.

Who would seriously study knowledge that they might only use once every few years? Especially when the knowledge is particularly complex and profound, and they can't apply it to their job.

Meanwhile, the occurrence of the Chen Jie incident, and the second unexpected event in a short period of time, may actually make the relevant responsible persons more anxious and more likely to do more harm than good.

Unless, of course, someone with sufficient authority can provide emergency training before they take action, but—

"No, you're more likely to run into problems if you go in now. Your actions... teacher?"

The voice, which had been kept low, suddenly rose a little.

"Xiao Huang, what's going on?" The voice, which was usually calm and soothing, suddenly wavered. "Nan Zhuren...is he inside?"

"Correct."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xin's voice suddenly fell silent. Regardless of Huang Xin's private thoughts, Lin Lilin could not be ignored in this situation.

"Has Nan Zhuren been inside for a long time?"

"...It was inside from the very beginning."

“In that case, Xiao Huang… get out of the way!” He said this with absolute certainty.

Although Lin Lilin controlled it well, Nan Zhuren could still hear a tremor in his tone.

A certain hesitation, a certain tug-of-war, a certain struggle.

But soon, it was replaced by something else—excitement!
"Xiao Huang, move aside. Let the school people in!"

Huang Xin's breath hitched.

Several thoughts intertwined in my mind, leading to an unbelievable conclusion.

He stared blankly at his teacher, momentarily forgetting to react.

　Don't imitate the security guards and Lin Lilin in this chapter.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)