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

Chapter 241, Second Strike

Before Huang Xin could react, the student volunteers beside him had already shown sympathetic looks.

As fellow graduate students, we all understand the feeling of being blamed.

Especially in such a big setting, being blamed by one's own mentor.

However, before the student volunteer could say anything, Huang Xin had already turned to him and said:

"...Excuse me, could you do me a favor later?"

"What's the deal?"

"Don't say anything more later. We... have some conflicts within our sect, but don't worry, it won't interfere with your work."

"...?"

Before the volunteer students could ask anything else, they saw Huang Xin reach out and wave into the distance.

"Junior brother—come here for a second!"

Liu Pan, who was not far away, happened to see Huang Xin's greeting. He said a few words to his father, who was socializing beside him, sniffed his big nose, and ran over in small steps.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Huang Xin pointed to the computer in front of the volunteer student: "This contains the presentation slides the teachers will need for their reports. I need to leave for a while now, could you watch the room for me? If I'm here..."

At this point, Huang Xin made a mental estimate.

Nan Zhuren has arrived, which means that "that group of people" outside is also close to arriving.

This is a series of attacks targeting Lin Lilin's psychological defenses.

So, the estimated time required is...

"If I'm not back in five minutes, call the teacher and remind him to come over quickly."

Liu Pan, without any suspicion, nodded in agreement.

The student volunteer in charge of showing the presentation was dumbfounded. He stared at Huang Xin's departing figure, then turned to Liu Pan, hesitant to speak.

Liu Pan seemed nervous, probably because it was his first time facing such a situation. He looked around somewhat helplessly, then forced a smile at the student volunteer next to him, trying to make conversation: "Junior, I'll need your help distributing the course materials later."

He probably feels like he's socializing really well right now.

The student volunteer squinted and asked, "I'm a third-year graduate student. What about you?"

"Huh? Ah..." Liu Pan jumped in embarrassment, and after seeing the name on the other person's conference badge, he quickly tried to cover it up, "Zhuang Junzhe... senior, right? I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

Zhuang Junzhe shook his head and ignored Liu Pan.

I didn't intend to tell him about the previous power struggles.

Just as Huang Xin said, it was an internal conflict within their own sect, and he didn't know who was fair.

As long as it doesn't interfere with my work, nothing else matters.

……

Lin Lilin pressed his hand to his chest. At this moment, he not only felt the pain from the wound that Nan Zhuren had kicked him, but his pounding heart also seemed to be hammering at the cracks in his bones.

If no one was around, he probably would have already started cursing.

How did Nan Zhuren get in? He probably couldn't even get into Jiangda University now!

What's he doing here? Is he going to cause trouble?!

Because of the information gap, Lin Lilin was unaware of what Nan Zhuren possessed. His retreat at this moment was merely a manifestation of the paranoid psychology of a psychology professor who had long prepared for crises, instinctively seeking to avoid harm and seek benefit.

There might also be a little bit of psychological trauma from the physical injury suffered.

But in fact, after he walked out of the auditorium, he already regretted that he had been so easily scared away.

[Wait a minute, why should I run? What can he do to me? Will he kick me again?]

After the initial shock, his confidence began to slowly return as Professor Lin Lilin's identity gave him.

My initial plan to leave changed after I calmed down.

It was also at this time——

"Hey, Lao Lin, you're back! I thought you were taking a break today too!"

A question mark-like sound came from afar.

Lin Lilin looked over upon hearing the sound and saw the dean of the School of Psychology, the president of Jiang University, and a group of people he rarely had the opportunity to interact with in the past walking over.

Most of the people there were over forty years old. Lin Lilin could immediately spot the familiar faces of the chairman and several directors of the Psychological Association. There were also renowned professors in the field, many of whom were psychology experts who had deepened counseling techniques or successfully localized foreign counseling techniques and were capable of establishing their own schools of thought.

Finally, a few young people followed, probably assistants or apprentices they brought along.

Lin Lilin also spotted Weng Pingting among them. Because of Nan Zhuren, he was very familiar with this newcomer who was very young but had already made a name for herself in the industry.

"Principal, everyone, let me introduce you. This is our college's teacher, Lin Lilin. He can be said to be one of the top consultants and supervisors in the entire Jiang Province."

Once you reach the professor level, aside from differences in ideology and stance, the relationships between professors are generally quite good.

Upon suddenly encountering Lin Lilin on the road, the Dean of Psychology naturally took the opportunity to introduce him: "Old Lin is one of the best in our department. He was the last supervisor to appear at today's conference. I've seen his presentation slides, and they were excellent."

The dean of psychology kept everyone in suspense, raising the expectations of the important figures behind him.

He then continued to flatter Lin Lilin: "Speaking of which, Old Lin was in the hospital a few days ago, and theoretically he should be resting at home today. I didn't expect him to rush back for this conference!"

The president and directors of psychological societies hold social positions, and most of them are actually academics, such as professors and researchers.

Hearing Lin Lilin's actions at this moment, regardless of the other party's purpose, his willingness to endure such a minor injury for the sake of an academic conference is still worthy of respect.

"Teacher Lin, you should take better care of your health," the principal added, praising him further.

Lin Lilin seemed to have regained some composure at this moment, and patted his chest lightly, saying, "There's nothing seriously wrong."

His steps changed involuntarily, and he naturally blended into the team.

Lin Lilin came to give a report today in order to take the opportunity to socialize, and now he has achieved his goal.

As for Nan Zhuren, whom he had just seen? He no longer cared.

That kid didn't have any good cards to play, he just relied on the kind of reckless, fearless energy that young people have nothing to lose.

With so many important people there... at worst, we can just have security keep an eye on him, and if they see him, they'll take him away...

"Om - hum -"

Just as Lin Lilin was talking and walking back to the meeting room, his phone suddenly rang, interrupting his conversation with the council member next to him.

Lin Lilin begged for mercy from the person next to him, then lowered his head and asked, "Hello?"

"Teacher, it's me," came the voice of the least promising youngest apprentice. "When are you coming back?"

(End of this chapter)