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

Chapter 284 The Sound of Argument

Of course, I had to answer Weng Pingting's call.

But it probably took a lot of time to take the phone out of the consultation room in the summer, plus the hesitation about whether to wake Nan Zhuren also delayed things for a while.

This caused the ringing time to be a bit too long.

Just as Nan Zhuren took the phone, the screen went dark.

On the other side, Weng Pingting should be receiving a "no response" message by now.

Summer blinked, suddenly feeling a little lost.

But before the girl could blame herself, Nan Zhuren anticipated her micro-expressions and promptly reassured her, "It's alright, I'll just call her back later. It shouldn't be anything important..."

Summer calmed down upon hearing this.

“However, there’s something I need to trouble you with,” Nan Zhuren suddenly said.

"what's up?"

"Starting today, don't give me any more consultations. I need to review my current consultation schedule and filter students based on their registered questions. I'll stop taking consultations from some students altogether..."

Summer blinked, and upon hearing this, she became anxious again.

But before she could blurt out "why," Xia Tian suddenly started blinking rapidly, forcefully stopping herself from expressing her emotions.

Then, she quickly noticed something else.

"Teacher Nan... are you planning to retake the postgraduate entrance exam? Is that why you need to focus on preparing for it?"

The little girl's gaze drifted intentionally or unintentionally to the book "Contemporary Educational Psychology" on Nan Zhuren's desk, as well as the stack of other reference books piled up on the corner of the desk.

Nan Zhuren shook his head, then nodded: "I'm not taking consultations now, mainly because of me, which has started to waste the school's consultation resources. In this situation, it's better for me to leave... But it's true, I'm preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, so it's time to free up my time."

There's no point in hiding it: "I met a professor who appreciated me at the supervision meeting that day, and he invited me to pursue graduate studies—it's that easy to tell?"

Xia Tian bit her lip: "After all, Professor Nan is only reading reference books for the psychology graduate entrance exam..."

Let's set aside for now how a law student like Xia Tian would know the recommended reading list for the psychology graduate entrance exam.

Xia Tian had a question in mind, and after thinking for a moment, she asked directly, "Where is Professor Nan planning to go to school? Beijing? Shanghai? Surely you're not going to retake the entrance exam for Jiangda University?"

“I’m going to Beidu Normal School,” Nan Zhuren replied.

Summer blinked, but didn't say anything more.

She slowly left the office, and after returning to the front desk, she quickly opened several files on her phone and began browsing the information at a glance.

Then, I made a phone call: "Hello, teacher? It's me, Tiantian."

"Has the deadline for our application to apply for postgraduate studies at the University of Political Science and Law, the one in Beijing?"

"I checked and I meet all the application requirements... Haha, yes, there are more opportunities for development in big cities."

Hearing the affirmative answer from the other end of the phone, Xia Tian jumped for joy.

After thanking her a few times, she hung up and then dialed another number: "Hello? Dad..."

At the same time, Nan Zhuren also picked up the phone and dialed back.

"Hello? Sister Pingting."

Nan Zhuren switched back to the familiar form of address instead of the somewhat awkward "Senior Sister".

After hearing Nan Zhuren's voice, a series of questions came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, I was just sleeping," Nan Zhuren replied confidently.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then someone said, "Come back, get to work."

"okay."

……

Nan Zhuren had been informed of this time of departure.

We also made preparations in advance.

On the bus, Nan Zhuren met his senior brother, whom he was meeting for the first time.

"Nice to meet you." This time, Chonghui, sitting in the spacious back row, extended his hand to Nan Zhuren. His hand was much wider than Nan Zhuren's.

Nan Zhuren sized up Chong Hui. Even though the other person was now sitting in the relatively spacious back seat, he still seemed a bit huddled up.

"It's huge," Nan Zhuren thought to himself.

"Greetings, Senior Brother." While inwardly sighing, Nan Zhuren maintained his composure and greeted Chonghui politely.

At the same time, my eyes subconsciously scanned the other person's face quickly, but I didn't see anything negative.

They are quite curious, though.

"I've been curious about Junior Brother for a long time." Chonghui looked Nan Zhuren up and down, then naturally stopped on his face. "Junior Brother really has... talent that is visible to the naked eye."

"Not at all, Senior Brother is the one with enviable boundless energy," Nan Zhuren replied. "I heard you only arrived this morning?"

Chonghui nodded: "The plane lands in the morning, I pack my things at noon, and then I come out to work with you in the afternoon."

His words were full of complaints.

Although it was just empty small talk, at least we made conversation. For people meeting for the first time, it was a good start.

However, Nan Zhuren also knew that his senior brother would keep a close eye on him for some time to come.

"Alright," Weng Pingting said from the driver's seat, stopping the small talk in the back.

“Dahui, your schedule is so tight, it's only because you came at the last minute. I’ve been asking you to come for a week now.”

"Let's get down to business."

Weng Pingting straightened her voice, and the two people in the back row immediately fell silent.

"Let's start with the first project, which is the psychological assessment for students that I mentioned before."

"I will not participate in this project; I will leave it entirely to the two of you. Contact me again if you encounter any problems you cannot resolve."

Nan Zhuren and Chonghui nodded together in the back row. This was something that had been discussed beforehand, and they both knew about it.

"Now I will take you to meet the person in charge of the Health Commission, and then he will take you to conduct an on-site assessment of the students."

……

The person Weng Pingting described as her contact was a man of medium build, who looked to be between thirty and thirty-five years old, but had the demeanor of someone over forty.

He had no intention of chatting with Nan Zhuren and the other person for long. After introducing himself and exchanging contact information with them, he began to conduct himself in a businesslike manner.

"My name is Chang Ming." This is how the contact person introduces himself.

"The students and their parents are waiting for you at home." These were the words Chang Ming said to Nan Zhuren and the others after they arrived at their destination.

Before me was a somewhat old residential area, with dried ivy and various signs of aging from wind and rain visible on the exterior of the apartment buildings.

It looks like a typical old, dilapidated apartment.

However, because it is a school district property, the houses here are easy to sell; and most of the residents here are families with students from the surrounding area.

"Gah~"

The building's main entrance was a bit rusty, and there was no elevator inside.

Fortunately, the highest floor of the apartment building was only eight floors. As everyone panted and climbed up, Nan Zhuren carefully observed the surroundings, assessing the living conditions, including the environment and neighbors, as these might affect the student's evaluation later, so he had to prepare his thoughts in advance.

During this process, Nan Zhuren's gaze inadvertently met Chonghui's, and they realized that they were doing the same thing.

"Phew...we've arrived," Chang Ming said, pointing to a door in front of him.

Nan Zhuren was taken aback.

Because behind the door that Chang Ming pointed to, a faint argument could be heard.

“If I remember correctly,” Nan Zhuren frowned, “the information says that the student is currently living here with her mother.”

Chang Ming nodded.

Nan Zhuren looked behind the door: "But there are two men's voices inside now."

　This is the second update that was originally supposed to be posted at midnight.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)