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

Chapter 315 That Familiar Gaze
Li Ma's words were like a fist.

It was forcefully shoved into Li Mingchen's mouth, hammered into his throat, and finally pressed into his chest cavity.

Not only did it block what he was about to say, it also disrupted other things.

"Mom...I understand." Li Mingchen lowered his head. The tall man, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was now curled up like a real child. "I'll go to school tomorrow."

Li's mother patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "You child, you scared your mother to death, you've started talking such nonsense."

"Is something wrong at school? Are your teachers bullying you? Are your coaches bullying you? Tell Mom everything, and Mom will get justice for you!"

"No……"

Li Mingchen simply kept his head down.

After asking a few more questions, seeing that she couldn't get any other answers, Li Ma could only turn away with a reproachful look on her face.

"I'll heat up the food and put it back, so you can eat more when you're hungry."

At this point, Li Ma started rambling again: "Director Chang found you some kind of psychologist to help you with your meals. Psychological counseling? That's all superstition. Eating isn't a psychological problem... Isn't this just a waste of time!"

"The person you consulted was still that teacher surnamed Nan who wrote the report for you. Although he is indeed a very nice person... something just doesn't sound right. He gave us a diagnosis, then he made us do some psychological problems, and then he took money from the school..."

"It would be better to just give us the money directly..."

Take the food out when it gets cold, reheat it, and then put it back in.

The mother seemed convinced that her son would eat when he was hungry and had figured things out.

The bedroom was small, and the ventilation from the single window was limited, so the aroma of food quickly filled the entire room.

"Gulu——"

Li Mingchen looked at his stomach, which was rumbling from the enticing aroma, and felt a surge of nausea in his chest, almost making him vomit.

But his stomach was empty.

After gagging a few times, he suddenly grabbed his left hand, which was wrapped in plaster and bandages, and slammed it hard into his stomach!

"boom!"

Li Mingchen's features immediately crumpled up like a crumpled piece of paper.

When his face contorted to its extreme, it was as if something was released.

With his eyes slightly moist, his brows finally relaxed.
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Jiangdu No.1 Middle School.

Psychological counseling room.

With the help of Chonghui and Teacher Zhao, the laboratory originally assigned to Nan Zhuren for collecting student facial expression data underwent another renovation.

This room was originally intended as a consultation room, but in order to complete the data collection as quickly as possible, the original plan was to stop accepting consultations during this period.

Therefore, decorative items such as coffee tables, tissues, and green plants, which are used to facilitate consultations, have all been moved into the storage room.

However, now that Nan Zhuren's room needs to serve as both a laboratory and a consultation room, some of these decorative items need to be moved back to make the room "dual-purpose".

"Teacher Zhao, I'm really sorry to trouble you this time," Nan Zhuren said apologetically. "Because Li Mingchen will be coming back to class later, and he has difficulty moving around, it's best to arrange for him to receive counseling at the school."

Nan Zhuren sincerely expressed his apology: "I've made you go through all this trouble."

Teacher Zhao showed no sign of being bothered.

Judging from her expression, she seemed to be enjoying it.

"It's nothing~ Teacher Nan, you're doing this for the children." Teacher Zhao blinked her eyes, which were delicately made up. "This is my duty, I should be the one feeling sorry for you!"

People are being polite to you... or maybe they're not just being polite, but Nan Zhuren certainly can't accept it.

"If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know," Nan Zhuren said with a strong smile.

Teacher Zhao walked out unsteadily. "Bang!"

Beside him, Chonghui made a loud noise.

When it comes to moving things, this muscular senior is the main force.

At this moment, he straightened his back, bent his legs, and sat back with his buttocks slightly raised, slowly lowering the heavy coffee table in a perfectly standard deadlift posture.

"Senior brother." Nan Zhuren's apology this time was genuine. "Thank you for your help, running around with me like this."

"And when I do consulting later, it will definitely slow down our project's progress again..."

Chonghui didn't speak, but simply lowered his head and adjusted his breathing slightly.

Just when Nan Zhuren thought he was getting emotional, Chonghui suddenly turned around slowly in a pensive posture.

He looked at Nan Zhuren and said, "When you noticed Li Mingchen's problem, did you use the technique of micro-expression analysis?"

Nan Zhuren nodded: "Yes."

"You also used micro-expression analysis to detect something was wrong with Xu Pengcheng later on?"

"Yes."

"And Li Mingchen and Xu Pengcheng have similar problems?"

Nan Zhuren blinked: "...What's wrong?"

The next second, Chonghui suddenly looked up.

Nan Zhuren saw a ray of light, like the breaking of dawn, in the other person's eyes.

At this moment, Nan Zhuren felt that Chonghui's gaze towards him was no longer like that of a senior brother looking at a junior brother, but had become like that of Teacher Zhao!

“You mean…” Chonghui’s breathing became heavy, “could their issues be the subject of a paper?”

what?
Nan Zhuren's breath hitched, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Actually, Li Mingchen and Xu Pengcheng's problems are somewhat different. I suspect that the underlying causes of their problems are different..."

"Then—" But to his surprise, Chonghui became even more excited, his eyes beginning to shine with a light similar to Lu Jia's, "Doesn't that mean we can write two papers?!"

...No, are all doctoral students this outrageous?

Just when Nan Zhuren began to doubt whether her decision to go north to pursue graduate studies was the right one.

Chonghui quickly adjusted his expression using his professional skills. His eyes were still intense, but slightly restrained, making him look more like Xia Tian this time.

"You just need to focus on consulting, remember to keep the intervention reports and other data safe, and you don't need to worry about the project anymore."

"You're preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, right? You don't have the energy to write articles... If you really can't manage, give me your work later, and I'll write it for you. Just give me a copy!"

After saying that, Chonghui left without looking back, because Teacher Zhao had already knocked on the door and started asking if he could bring his students over to continue collecting data.

A student quickly walked into the room next to Nan Zhuren.

Nan Zhuren waited a moment: "Teacher Zhao...don't I have any students coming over?"

But then I saw Teacher Zhao bite her lip, looking conflicted.

"Teacher Nan...didn't you just say that there's anything I can help you with?"

Nan Zhuren blinked. He had indeed said it, less than five minutes ago.

But isn't this kind of behavior—where someone is politely asked to do something and then immediately expects the other person to do it—something usually only protagonists in online novels would do?
However, Nan Zhuren wasn't just being polite; he genuinely wanted to repay the favor: "Is there anything I can do to help you right now?"

Teacher Zhao took a deep breath: "Teacher Nan... could you give me a consultation?"

(End of this chapter)