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

Chapter 593 Sending Messages and Registering
Teacher Yi Jinjiao suddenly paused, walked to the office door, looked around, and locked the door tightly.

The following topic seemed to be something that was inconvenient for outsiders to hear.

After confirming that there were no eavesdroppers on the other side of the wall, Teacher Yijinjiao said, "Teacher Bai used to have a very strong reputation in the industry—but things are different now!"

Teacher Yijinjiao pretended to recall something: "Our director said in private that he is now 'indulging in frivolous pursuits and has ruined his skills,' and is no longer a concern."

Senior brother's words of comfort did not ease Houquan's mind at all: "But... I heard that Teacher Weng Pingting has recently returned to Beidu."

"And I heard... she's become even more outrageous than before!"

That woman.

Teacher Yi Jinjiao shuddered upon hearing this.

But after swallowing, Teacher Yijinjiao forced himself to say, "Times have changed. I've said in private that this Weng Pingting is 'stubborn and has made many enemies.' If she had stayed away for a few more years, that would have been fine. But now that she's back in Beidu, there are plenty of people who want to deal with her. We don't need to worry about her at all."

In a few words, he deconstructed the research group's two biggest enemies.

Teacher Houquan nodded thoughtfully, then seemed to have his curiosity piqued: "Senior brother, what about Teacher Bai Qinghua's second disciple who stayed in Beidu before, the one named Chonghui? It seems he's become quite famous lately. How is he doing?"

"Ha. Our supervisor once said that he's 'a poor imitation, better than nothing,' and right now he's just at the level of an ordinary research group leader."

Teacher Yijinjiao laughed a little more easily this time: "I guess Teacher Bai Qinghua, after losing his top general, wanted to train Chonghui to be Weng Pingting's replacement. But how can he compare to Weng Pingting? Even if he is given five or ten years, he will still be far from it."

Seeing his senior's reaction, Professor Houquan relaxed as well: "I heard that Professor Bai Qinghua's research group has two other students. I guess they'll be taken along this time too. How are they?"

Teacher Yijinjiao leaned back and said, "You mean Shi Qianqian? She's 'talented but still developing,' she's only a second-year graduate student, right? If you weren't paying special attention to Professor Bai Qinghua's research group, you probably wouldn't even know she existed."

"As for the last one... wait a minute." Teacher Yijinjiao suddenly sat up, looking a bit strange. "Teacher Bai Qinghua's new students last year were all so-so, where is there a new apprentice? Is there one? What's his name?"

"Call...call..." Junior Brother Houquan couldn't remember for a moment.

But the next second, Houquan's junior brother took out his phone and entered a few keywords into the search bar.

This left Teacher Yijinjiao bewildered: "What? You can find someone I've never even heard of online?"

Teacher Yijinjiao's tone was somewhat teasing, but Junior Brother Houquan actually nodded in affirmation: "Yes, I heard that he is preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination this year. I wonder how his results are."

"But this person is very famous online, apparently a very skilled psychologist, and there are many scary videos of him online..."

These words, though spoken solemnly, completely put Teacher Yijinjiao at ease.

"A skilled consultant? Probably someone in their thirties who went back to school for further training?" Teacher Yijinjiao shook his head.

This assumption is reasonable. Not to mention "skilled" counselors, even "qualified" counselors are not young.

"Teacher Bai Qinghua has made another blunder. How can someone who is an older graduate be considered an 'apprentice'? Are you just asking around and you've got the wrong information..."

One second Teacher Yijinjiao was joking, the next second his voice stopped abruptly because he saw the search results revealed by Teacher Houquan.

And the corresponding videos.

"Hiss...so young?" That was my first reaction.

"Hiss... Is it... that fierce?" That was my second reaction.

Teacher Houquan looked into his senior's eyes.

However, after his initial surprise, Teacher Yijinjiao quickly regained his composure: "What's the use of being good at consulting or arguing? We're academics. I think he's just as aggressive as Weng Pingting, but if Weng Pingting didn't have so many publications, how would she dare to speak so loudly?"

"Teacher Bai is quite amusing. Is he trying to create a second Weng Pingting by having several apprentices?"

"Not to mention, this person is only taking the postgraduate entrance exam this year; whether they'll even pass is another matter entirely, hahaha..."

Buzz-buzz-

Teacher Houquan's phone suddenly vibrated.

"She is a master's graduate who went to Beidu Normal University as a counselor the year before last, and is in charge of admissions this year."

After explaining this to his senior, Teacher Houquan answered the phone.

"Hello, it's me. Okay, I remember, um... um?"

Teacher Yijinjiao suddenly heard his junior brother exclaim in surprise: "Young Master Duo?!"

Then I heard a voice on the phone repeating a few sentences over and over again. Then, Teacher Houquan grabbed a piece of paper as if his pants were on fire and wrote down a few numbers.

After confirming it again and again, he finally hung up with wide eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there a really outstanding freshman this year?" Teacher Yijinjiao immediately guessed based on his junior's expression.

Upon hearing his senior's question, Teacher Houquan slowly nodded: "Yes, there was a student who scored 471 points."

My senior didn't reply immediately.

Teacher Yi Jin first craned his neck forward, frowned, and asked in confusion, "How much?"

"Total score: 471 points." Teacher Houquan muttered to himself, looking at the paper he had just written down the number.

My senior still didn't reply immediately.

It took him a full three breaths to process the information and confirm that he hadn't misheard.

"Take the young master?!"

The guy with the pound of glue jumped up from the sofa like his backside was on fire: "What did you just say was four hundred?!"

Teacher Houquan repeated for the third time: "Total score 471, Master of Science, National Unified Examination Paper."

Brother Yi Jin's eyes widened: "You must have misheard me?!"

Teacher Houquan slowly shook his head: "I asked about the scores for each subject, and the total is correct."

Teacher Houquan listed them off with great familiarity: "First of all—Politics, 92."

……

The first score left the senior student with a pound of glue speechless.

Politics is a very special subject for Chinese students.

For Chinese people who grew up under the red flag, it is difficult to score too low in this course unless they deliberately abstract their thinking or are particularly unconventional; in previous years, there have been candidates who passed the national score line without any preparation, and even scored 60+.

However, this course has a high minimum score and a low maximum score; it is very difficult to get a high score in politics.

Even if you buy the prediction questions from an institution and memorize them like crazy, a score of 70+ is the best you can hope for. Even a score of 80+ would be difficult for a typical political science teacher to achieve.

"Is it even possible to get 90 points on this test? Did he memorize all the reference books, meeting minutes, and current events? With that kind of brain... why doesn't he take the civil service exam?"

Houquan, a junior student, was still announcing his score: "English - 85".

……

It's slightly less scary than the previous subject... but it's only "not that" scary!

A score of 85 is a score that even experienced postgraduate entrance exam tutors who have specialized in this subject for many years cannot guarantee.

A score of 85 means near-perfect comprehension of the cloze and reading comprehension sections, with almost no deductions. The main issues were in the translation, short essay, and long essay sections, where there were discrepancies between the score and the teacher's interpretation.

This score is basically the absolute limit for any candidate.

Even a native English speaker might only score in the 60s on this test. This person is a genius! How can they be so good at exams?

After just two lessons, Teacher Yijinjiao felt his mind was a bit confused. Too lazy to subtract the scores from the total, he asked directly, "How many points did he get in his major courses?"

"...294."

……

Teacher Yijinjiao didn't want to comment this time; he was a bit numb.

Only professionals know the difficulty of specialized courses and what level of expertise is required to achieve a certain score.

It is a foundation as solid as a rock, containing comprehensive knowledge accumulation, comprehension and analytical abilities, logical calculation skills, and near-perfect output and expression abilities.

After a two-second silence, he jumped up: "What's this student's name? Do you have his contact information? Go ask him if he's willing to be transferred to another program!"

"...Senior brother, his name is Nan Zhuren."

"Oh, as long as it has a name, it's fine. This name is quite good. Why do you look like that? Is there a problem... hmm?"

Teacher Yijin blinked and glanced at his junior's phone again, looking at the name displayed in the search bar.

His jaw looked dislocated, almost split into two parts.

"Senior brother, should we call and contact them again?"

Should I call to inquire about transferring to another program?
After a long silence, Teacher Yi Jinjiao stood up and made a decision: "There's no official admission yet, why not contact them with such good grades?"

"With such a solid foundation and such strong practical skills, you can put them to use right away after enrolling!"

"Send the text message, now!"
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Slide your finger across the phone screen.

The top spot on the trending search platform was subsequently taken by several other trending searches with similar content.

The First Test is Difficult

The national postgraduate entrance examination score line is likely to rise this year.

Preliminary test score of 450 or above

A postgraduate entrance exam English teacher scored less than 70 points.

Multiple institutions claim that some students scored over 450 points on the exam.

The mysterious examinee has not yet appeared.

hospital.

The nurses used their short breaks to look through their phones.

Because of the recent special period, the trending topics have been dominated by one topic.

Some of the nurses weren't interested in this; they just felt that the girls had lost their online presence and were indignant, hoping this boring time would pass quickly.

Some of the nurses who had gone through the postgraduate entrance exam looked at cancer patients recovering with a kind of gaze, as if they were observing a miracle.

"450+ points... Is it really possible to get that score? It must be unbelievable!"

"Judging from the trending topics, it seems to be related to psychology. Is this considered part of the broader category of education, or the subcategory of science?"

"Either way, it's outrageous... It seems to be for students applying to schools in Beidu, the place with the lowest grading rates for public courses in the country, really..."

"It's all rumors. In previous years, at least there was a score chart, but this year there isn't even a proper screenshot from the graduate admissions website. It's all based on chat screenshots. Maybe it's just hype."

"Why are they making a fuss about this..."

The nurses were whispering among themselves.

Suddenly, with a "click," the door opened.

All alert.

Li Lingling walked in looking exhausted.

After recognizing who it was, the nurses breathed a small sigh of relief, but the previous sounds ceased.

They moved closer together, holding folders or similar objects as cover, pretending to be working, but actually continuing their previous conversation.

Some people took out their phones and formed small groups, and their conversation inevitably turned to Li Lingling, who had just entered the room.

As for the topics they discussed—

With another "click," the door opened again. But this time, the footsteps that followed alerted the nurses.

She is the head nurse.

"Ahem." The head nurse cleared her throat. Looking at everyone's seemingly serious work, she was fully aware of their true state, but she kept quiet about it.

She came today for another reason: "Did everyone see the announcement in the group yesterday?"

After receiving a chorus of nods in agreement, the head nurse said, "The volunteer application forms for disaster relief were posted in the group yesterday, and many comrades have also privately contacted me to ask about related information..."

Some of the nurses nodded in agreement; sure enough, the head nurse had come specifically to discuss this matter.

Disaster relief.

According to the information posted in the group yesterday, the disaster has reached the level requiring cross-provincial assistance; and since the disaster occurred in the vicinity of Beidu, their hospital will definitely have to send assistance.

Although an application form was sent out in the group, it was more like a formality or a way for the leaders to "test the waters".

The hospital has already conducted centralized training on relevant emergency response teams, and they will definitely be deployed if an incident occurs. If the team is not enough, additional personnel will be called up later. Registration forms can be submitted afterward, or even not submitted at all.

Just like this reprimand from the head nurse, it's merely a formality.

"I regestrated!"

A voice suddenly rang out among the silent nurses.

The sudden commotion didn't startle anyone, neither the head nurse who was speaking in front nor the nurses who were listening below.

It seemed like everyone had anticipated this step.

Then Li Lingling took out the registration form that she had printed out and filled out carefully earlier that morning, her tired face showing a strange excitement: "I'm registering!"

“…Okay.” The head nurse forced a smile, asked a few more questions, and then turned to leave.

After finishing that task, Li Lingling took out her phone and typed away rapidly, as if sending a message to someone. She then rested briefly before heading out to check on the patients again with her notebook.

It seems she always has endless work to do and doesn't need to prepare for the future.

After Li Lingling's figure completely disappeared and her footsteps ceased, rustling sounds resumed in the office.

"Sure enough, I told you she would sign up..."

"She would never miss such an opportunity."

"She looks remarkably the same!"

"You can't say that, it's still very dangerous..."

(End of this chapter)