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

Chapter 504 I really want to see rivers of blood!
"That person is so strange, isn't he hot wearing so much? Wait... is it him? You, that... him?"

"It seems so...yes, it's him."

"Oh, it's him?"

"I heard..."

Faintly, Nan Zhihao seemed to hear these sounds.

These sounds seemed to echo in the classroom, or perhaps they were ringing in my ears, or even appearing directly in my mind, or maybe they didn't exist at all.

Nan Zhihao didn't think he heard these sounds with his ears, but rather felt these thoughts through his skin.

Are people really discussing this?
Nan Zhihao was unaware that he had simply shrunk his body a little more while turning his gaze toward Nan Zhuren on the stage.

He was both looking forward to what Nan Zhuren would say today and afraid that Nan Zhuren would mention anything about himself.

……

Whether the discussions that Nam Ji-ho sensed were genuine remains to be determined.

But the topic surrounding Nan Zhuren is now unfolding in a very real way.

Watching Nan Zhuren copying his PowerPoint presentation on the stage, a male court staff member wearing thick-rimmed glasses whispered among himself, "Isn't today the last time this Professor Nan will give a lecture?"

"Indeed," a female staff member with a ponytail replied. "I heard he's a witness in a later case? Once the relevant materials are finalized, he won't be able to work with us for the time being."

There was a hint of disappointment in the girl with the ponytail's voice. This disappointment was understandable.

"But this should be the last time, right? We've visited almost all the universities in our jurisdiction this time?" a male staff member wearing thin white-rimmed glasses reminded him.

Thick-rimmed glasses shrugged: "Who knows? If we don't have enough promotional materials, we might visit colleges and vocational schools later. But even if we do come up with these itineraries, Teacher Nan won't be with us."

As he spoke, the man with the thick black frame sighed, his disappointment evident.

--Um?

Looking at the ponytail and the thin white glasses together, what are you disappointed about?
"Oh dear, I just feel—a little disappointed." Perhaps realizing that his companion had misunderstood something, the man with thick black rims waved his hands repeatedly to explain, "I just felt that it was rare to have a psychologist come, but, well, it was just so-so."

The woman with the ponytail and thin white-rimmed glasses glanced at Nan Zhuren's profile as he organized the PPT, then at the thick black-rimmed glasses and eyes.

Some things may need to be expressed or felt carefully, but some things are objectively real and visible to the naked eye.

The man with the thick black frame lowered his voice and quickly explained, "Don't you think... this psychologist is very un-psychological?"

The two companions looked puzzled.

"I watch videos of so-called psychological experts online. They can detect lies by looking at facial expressions or touching hands. Some of them are even better at conning people than master con artists. They can attract people's attention with just a few words and make people follow their rhythm."

Thick black-rimmed glasses pointed to Zhi Zhuren: "But this expert has been working with us for almost half a month, and it feels like... he's saying the same things we've said, and the things he's doing seem to be things we can do as well."

Oh, it's so ordinary.

The girl with the ponytail understood: "You want to see him read minds, hypnotize people, or at least be able to break down people's psychological defenses with words?"

The man with the thick black frame nodded repeatedly, indicating that this was the first impression people had upon hearing the term "psychologist": "After all, he was rumored to be incredibly skilled." So, you've got a bit of a bloodthirsty audience member factor, huh?

The thin-rimmed man adjusted his glasses: "Psychology is probably a profession where the older you get, the more shrewd you become, right? He's so young, no matter how much of an expert he is, there's still a gap between him and 'that kind' of experts, which is normal."

The woman with the thin white frame felt she was speaking fairly: "Besides, even if he is capable, the rumors say he uses his skills on criminals. How is he going to put them into practice on students in a lecture?"

After listening to his companion's explanation, the man with thick black rims nodded helplessly. It was unclear whether he accepted that "this expert is too young and incompetent" or "this expert is capable but can't perform in front of him."

"I've always been very curious about psychology," Thick-rimmed Black-framed explained.

The man with the thick black-rimmed glasses sounded somewhat melancholic: "I always feel like what I'm encountering now is quite different from what I imagined. Before entering the courtroom, I thought there would be heated debates, but it's just routine every day; before meeting this psychologist, I thought there would be some exciting psychological battles, but it's been so uneventful..."

A voice interrupted him: "That's how life in the court is—orderly and methodical. This orderliness shows that we're doing our daily work well; otherwise, if we were constantly arguing, what would become of us?"

The three staff members jumped in surprise, because Judge Chen, who was sitting at the front, had turned around.

Judge Chen looked at the thick-rimmed glasses and said meaningfully, "When doing work, you still have to be down-to-earth and patient with the mundane."

The three staff members nodded repeatedly, sitting in their seats like quails, unable to say another word.

Summer sat at the back of them, wrinkled her nose, and felt a sense of satisfaction.

But deep down, she was actually looking forward to it.

Unfortunately, today's situation seems unable to meet everyone's expectations. After all, it's a promotional lecture for university students, so a bland and unremarkable performance is the norm.

The lecture began soon.

Perhaps because this series of lectures has lasted for so long, the court originally came with the mindset of completing a task, and now it has come with the mindset of almost completely slacking off and taking a break.

Judge Chen went up quietly and read the PPT aloud in a calm voice, creating a quiet atmosphere that also made the students below drowsy.

When Nan Zhuren took the stage, only a few people were able to be invigorated by his face.

After glancing at the students below the stage, Nan Zhuren's opening remarks today were very simple:
"Judge Chen's presentation just now, from the students' perspective, talked about how to protect themselves—it was excellent."

"Next, I want to change my perspective and look at it from the criminals' point of view to help students understand some of the criminals' thinking, so that everyone can be more vigilant about fraud cases."

At this point, Nan Zhuren paused and switched the PPT slides behind him.

A very simple one-page design, with a white background and only seven words on it.

Nan Zhuren read it out almost word by word: "A fraud gang, no, people."

Oh wow? That's quite aggressive.

However, it is an attack that can be fully accepted.

A burst of laughter erupted among the students, slightly breaking the quiet atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)