Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 102 - 101: Clash of the Masters

"Hey, senior, you’re back!" Big Nose junior greeted Nan Zhubin with a normal expression.

"Junior." Nan Zhubin nodded, then turned towards the small-eyed side, "Senior."

Then, without changing his expression, he walked past the two.

Huang Xin’s small eyes resumed their normal state, preparing to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the next second, Nan Zhubin’s face suddenly appeared in front of him: "Were you just talking about me?"

Huang Xin: "...!"

[Didn’t he just walk past?]

Huang Xin was startled and looked back—

It turned out that Nan Zhubin, after passing by Huang Xin by a body distance, immediately stepped back and leaned backward, returning face-to-face with Huang Xin!

[No way, this guy is sick! Is social psychological consultation polluting consultants like this?]

[Though I know consultants like to have fun in their spare time, how can he do such childish things without blinking!]

Huang Xin took a deep breath, instinctively denied it: "Why would I talk about you for no reason? Just now..."

Nan Zhubin, expressionless: "I once publicly exposed someone who talked about me behind my back. His expression at that time was very similar to yours; if there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you two."

Huang Xin’s small eyes twitched hard.

[Come on, we’re graduate students, and this person doesn’t know a bit of social courtesy when talking? And he’s a psychological consultant...]

[Oh, he was expelled; and now he’s not even consulting.]

Huang Xin quickly adjusted his mood, preparing to change the topic: "Are you here to see the professor?"

Nan Zhubin nodded, surprisingly getting distracted: "Yes, he asked to meet today."

"The professor cares about you, don’t keep him waiting."

Nan Zhubin stared at Huang Xin’s expression, after a breath, nodded: "I was about to go in... Speaking of which, where were you going, senior?"

[None of your business where I’m going.]

Huang Xin rolled his eyes inwardly: "I was going to eat, then return to the dorm for a rest..."

Before finishing, he was interrupted by Nan Zhubin again: "Liar. I’ve memorized your lying expression, you can’t fool me."

[This guy is really sick!]

Huang Xin widened his eyes.

Big Nose junior, who had been watching, quickly stepped in: "Senior, we were really planning to go to the cafeteria."

Nan Zhubin nodded: "I know, the first part was true, but the second part was false."

Huang Xin suddenly felt exhausted, his mood swung up and down repeatedly, he no longer had the energy to be angry, so he admitted the truth as if giving up: "We plan to return to the dorm to organize things, not to rest, and then we have an experiment with a subject in the afternoon... do you need something?"

Nan Zhubin looked thoughtful and shook his head: "No, just asking."

Then, he naturally strode ahead.

Leaving behind the confused Big Nose junior and the deeply breathing small-eyed senior.

...

Nan Zhubin was in a rather emotional state all the way.

Leaving home forgot to tease Shen Bing to adjust his mood, and recently couldn’t find a suitable reason to bother this consulting assistant either.

Fortunately, he encountered Huang Xin halfway.

After that encounter, Nan Zhubin’s mind finally calmed down, restored to a state full of spirit and reason.

Ready to face the upcoming scene.

Nan Zhubin stood at the door of Lin Lulin’s office, looked up—

The door in front of him could be retrieved in memory.

But it had lost all familiarity, even seemed a bit strange at first glance.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A knocking sound.

A corresponding voice immediately sounded from inside: "Who is it?"

"Professor, it’s me."

The office was inside the experiment building, all equipped with standardized smart locks.

Footsteps soon came from behind the door, followed by a "beep," a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared before Nan Zhubin.

"Why are you knocking, you should know the code, right?"

"The code was changed."

"Can’t you still swipe the card?"

"The card was taken back by the college long ago."

"Oh, well..."

The professor sighed deeply.

Nan Zhubin walked in, taking a look at the familiar setup inside.

The office was about thirty square meters, with a dozen sets of desks and chairs scattered along the walls, serving as graduate student workstations. Various styles of bookends contained several professional books on each workstation, besides psychology books, Nan Zhubin also saw materials for CET-6, teacher qualification exams, IELTS, and TOEFL.

A few workstations even had laptops, apparently belonging to those students who treated the workstation as a library.

Lin Lulin pointed to the workstation closest to his desk: "This was your position, I think of you every time I see it."

Professor, your words sound a bit ambiguous now.

Nan Zhubin looked at the scant professional books there; its new owner seemed rarely to use it.

"Who’s using this workstation now?"

"Xiao Liu, you’ve met him, frequently follows around Huang Xin, with a big nose."

Lin Lulin made a troubled expression: "His talent is somewhat lacking compared to yours, but his attitude is quite correct, and he’s passionate about the profession."

No wonder Lin Lulin is a professor in the psychological consultation direction, his words are always tactful, consistently demonstrating Positive Attention.

The simple memories and small talk seemed to have closed the distance between the two, relieving the strain of a relationship that had grown distant over time.

Lin Lulin made an inviting gesture, allowing Nan Zhubin to sit opposite his desk.

"Zhuren, this seems to be our first meeting after that incident with you." fгeewebnovёl.com

Nan Zhubin recalled briefly and nodded: "You’ve been quite busy, and I was in a state of social avoidance for a long period. When I ventured back into the world, you went abroad, thankfully you arranged work that allowed me to start over."

"Yes, quite unfortunate indeed," Lin Lulin sighed. "Speaking of which, I heard you sent a young teacher from our academy to court a while ago?"

Nan Zhubin shook his head with a helpless look: "For the visitor, after all."

Nan Zhubin’s expression seemed to amuse Lin Lulin, so he really laughed.

"Hahaha."

"Hahahahaha..."

Nan Zhubin also laughed along, and for a moment the office was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Laughter cannot last too long, otherwise it would seem fake. The joy over sending the young teacher to court gradually subsided after more than ten seconds.

Both Nan Zhubin and Lin Lulin inadvertently turned their gazes to each other, knowingly entering a mutual stare.

"Honestly, Zhuren, how have you been lately?"

"Not bad—even quite good, I would say."

As soon as he said it, Lin Lulin’s last faint trace of a smile faded away.

"Zhuren, you’re a professional student, so I won’t bother with the formalities."

"I’m really concerned about your current state, and I wanted to invite you over today to simply evaluate you."

"And you are now in defense with me."

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