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

Chapter 53 (Please continue reading) Summer is here

Jiangdu University, girls' dormitory.

A young woman in her early twenties lay on the bed with her hair down.

As we all know, college students rarely have a full week of classes; and if they don't find something to do in their spare time, they may end up with nothing to do all day.

A girl named Xia Tian joined the student union of Jiang University to find something to do and frequently appeared at various events.

For example, at yesterday's expert lecture, she was assigned the publicity tasks of "taking photos" and "writing press releases".

To be honest, these tasks have very limited impact on improving personal skills. Their biggest benefit is probably just adding a few practical points to be used for evaluating scholarships at the end of the semester.

However, there are always people who can find meaning in seemingly meaningless activities.

I stayed up all night to finish my draft the night before last, and today is another morning without classes. I slept in late this summer.

"Ding-dong-"

The little girl raised her white, radish-like arm and glanced at it when she received a notification on her phone.

With just one glance, the dazed girl's eyes widened, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering.

Then it instantly brought my mental alertness to its highest level.

Here's a little tidbit: unless you haven't used a phone, computer, tablet, smartwatch, or any other communication device for a long time, it's impossible for a girl not to know when you send her a message.

If she doesn't reply to you immediately, it's either because she's busy with something more important than you, or she simply doesn't want to talk to you.

"Are you there?" asked Nan Zhuren.

"Yes, Teacher Nan!" came the instant reply from Xia Tian.

"What's wrong!" he added.

Summer is full of energy.

She replied to the message in just three seconds, and in that short time while waiting for Nan Zhuren's reply, her mind went through her first meeting with Nan Zhuren at an obsessive-compulsive speed, recalling the scene of Nan Zhuren rescuing the girl in his arms, and Nan Zhuren giving a speech...

“(*▽*)”

Perhaps feeling that the text reply was a bit cold, Xia Tian added an emoji to match her image as a young college girl.

There were other girls doing activities in the dormitory.

"Tian Tian, ​​are you up yet?" Perhaps curious about the noises coming from the bed in the summer, one of the roommates asked with concern.

"I'm just awake, I'll get up later." Xia Tian stared intently; now she had even more reason not to leave the bed.

She stared intently at the screen, and before long, a line of text popped up.

"I'd like to ask you for a girl's contact information."

summer:"……"

???

……

Inside the consultation room at Yannuo Consulting Center.

Nan Zhuren continued editing the text message.

"Yesterday, after my speech, a teacher came to see me with a female student, do you remember?"

"I'd like to ask if you have that female student's contact information."

This time, Nan Zhuren waited quite a while before receiving a reply.

"...Teacher Nan wants me to find out that girl's contact information?"

"No, I bet you have that girl's contact information."

How do you guess?

Nan Zhuren's fingers kept jumping across the screen.

“That teacher named Wang An is very young and dressed like someone your age. At first glance, he might look more like a master’s student or graduate student, or even a particularly mature undergraduate.”

"But you greeted him with 'Hello, teacher' when you saw him, which means you know each other. And since you know this teacher, you should also know the girl next to her."

Nan Zhuren waited and waited, and then waited for quite a while.

"Teacher Nan is amazing."

This is the reply from the other side.

Although it was a compliment, the attitude was noticeably colder.

"So, Teacher Nan wants that girl's contact information?"

"Correct."

"But I didn't, sorry."

Nan Zhuren blinked.

彳庍口巴.

The claim that "Xia Tian has Chen Ting's contact information" is just a highly probable guess, but there is also a possibility that it might fail.

Plan B failed, which was a bit of a disappointment, but I wasn't completely unprepared.

But... Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow.

"Did Teacher Nan contact that girl because of what we were talking about?" The conversation wasn't over yet.

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow, but instead of immediately executing Plan C, he continued, replying, "Yes."

"Does that girl need any help?"

"Correct."

"I have Teacher Wang's contact information. Should I go ask him, or I can just give you Teacher Wang's contact information and you can contact him?"

"It's best not to let him know."

After he said that, the other side remained silent for a long while.

Nan Zhuren waited patiently.

……

Summer shook her head and wrapped the end of her hair around her index finger.

Going around and around and around.

Thinking.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed.

She tossed her hair to one side and her slender fingers tapped away on the screen like she was playing the piano.

"Could it be that the girl needed help because of Teacher Wang?"

The reply from the other end was quick and brief.

"Correct."

Xia Tian pursed her lips and began to recall Teacher Wang and Chen Ting, whom she had met yesterday.

However, she didn't have such a good memory, so the images in her mind were all blurry.

"Xiaoqi, are you familiar with Chen Ting?" she asked her roommate directly.

“No, she was on leave for a long time before, I almost thought she wasn’t even in the class.” That was my roommate’s reply.

Xia Tian continued to think, and after a moment's thought, she asked Nan Zhuren a follow-up question.

"If that girl needed help because of Teacher Wang, wouldn't that fall under the category of things that require confidentiality in your psychology field?"

"Yes."

"Is it not a good idea to tell me?"

"I believe you."

Summer's hand trembled, and she pulled her hair.

The pain made her gasp.

"why?"

"When we first arrived at Jiangda yesterday, a girl was hit by a car, do you remember?" Xia Tian saw Nan Zhuren's explanation coming from the screen.

“I remember,” Xia Tian replied.

"You were a student leader in charge of publicity, right? It should have been a great source of material for writing a news article, but you didn't take any photos, and you even refused when your classmates asked you to."

"So I feel I can trust you."

oops~
Summer buried her head in the pillow, trying to turn over, but because the bed in the dormitory was too small, she quickly bumped into the wall.

But it didn't matter, she just started rolling around in that small area.

"Tian Tian, ​​are you getting up? Let's go have breakfast together!" another roommate urged.

"Right away," Xia Tian called out in response.

Her face was flushed as she swiped the screen at top speed.

I quickly found a friend whose contact name was [Chen Ting].

But after thinking about it, she didn't click share directly.

Instead, they opened the chat interface and started typing.

"Hello, Xiaoting, did you ask that young psychology teacher who gave the lecture yesterday any questions?"

"He was really impressed with you, but it seems you two didn't exchange contact information. Now he's come to me."

"Should I give him your contact information, or do you want to add him yourself?"

……

Nan Zhuren waited in the consultation room for a while.

This time it took quite a while, almost ten minutes.

Then his screen lit up, but it wasn't Xia Tian's reply.

It was a friend request.

After the connection was established, a message was sent from the other end.

"Hello, Teacher Nan, I am Chen Ting."

(End of this chapter)